of pleasure and pain, Heath’s hand cupped over her mouth, muffling it. She bucked back against him with every thrust until he was buried to the hilt in her, making her feel so full—like she was going to burst around him any second.
It was the most heavenly feeling she’d ever felt.
“Holy shit,” she muttered into his hand as Heath pulled back and then started plowing into her hard and heavy, making both of them grit their teeth and bow their bodies as they were swept away by the moment.
Heath’s free hand slipped down from her hip and his fingertips traced her clit again, starting to rub it. Sable threw her head back, gasping and groaning now, Heath’s breath hot on her neck as he leaned forward and crowded her with his body.
Fuck, he feels so good! was the only really intelligible thought that went through her as her legs started shaking and she could feel the loaded spring of her oncoming orgasm tighten.
When he bit her neck gently, sucking at her skin, she couldn’t hold it back any longer. He took her hand off her mouth just when she screamed out like a banshee, her fingers clutching the shelves for any support she could get as her pussy milked him, small muscles clenching around his thick cock tightly.
“Fuck, baby,” he grumbled, whatever else he was trying to say lost in an undecipherable growl as Heath joined Sable in her orgasm.
It was like light and sound rolled through her at the same time, making sparks flash behind her eyelids and racking shivers trundle through her mercilessly. She held on for dear life as they came together, both too taken with their own immediate pleasure to be able to notice much of anything else.
Heath’s hands looked for support on the same shelves as Sable’s, placed next to hers now as he breathed in and out in shallow bursts, his big cock still buried inside of her. Sable rested her forehead on her arm for a moment before laughter racked her body, the ridiculousness of the whole thing hitting her as suddenly as the orgasm had.
“What’s so funny, baby?” Heath asked, confusion in his voice, though he planted a kiss on her neck that she didn’t entirely hate.
“I just realized you’ve fucked over half my family today, one way or another.”
“Oh, you say that as if I’m done with you,” Heath said with a chuckle.
That sobered her up well enough. Sable moved forward, forcing Heath to pull out, and she had her pants up before he caught onto what she was doing.
“That’s well and good, but I’m done with you, lover bear,” she said, zipping up and pulling the door open before Heath could do so much as pull up his boxers.
She strode out of the utility closet they’d just intimately shared with long, purposeful steps, grinning to herself as she left one of the biggest stars in the country standing around with a dazed look on his face and his cock hanging out.
Not that she wasn’t going to think about that cock very, very fondly from now on. But she couldn’t very well let him know that, right?
This year can’t get any weirder.
Sable was going to be wrong about that. It definitely could get weirder.
CHAPTER FOUR
Sable
“I can’t believe this shit,” Jax hissed, tugging at the collar of his jersey as the Shifter Grove Shovelers were waiting for the final third to start.
They were behind by one goal on their own home ice, the second game against the San Diego Predators having gone nowhere but south since the faceoff began.
“What?” Heath mumbled, barely looking at his friend and teammate as he searched for a familiar face in the stands.
A face that had made herself either entirely scarce or wasn’t there at all. It was the latter that had kept Heath fucking up all game, missing easy shots and getting plowed into by fucking grinders who hadn’t managed to even touch him last game. It was like a bit of the magic was gone that evening, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out why that was.
It was because Heath hadn’t seen or