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“Nix,” Evan murmured then slammed back inside.
He arched his back, bowing up while Evan did it again.
Holy shit! Nix wrapped his legs around Evan’s waist, encouraging him to continue. Each powerful plunge brought Nix closer to the edge. His balls ached, a tingling began at the base of his spine. “I’m gonna—”
Pumping his hips hard and fast, Evan still got a hand around Nix’s erection. He stroked Nix in time with each thrust.
“Yes!” Nix screamed as he came hard.
Evan grunted before he kissed Nix again.
Nix ate at Evan’s mouth until he was truly and utterly spent. Evan groaned and hot seed filled him.
“Mine!” Evan shouted as he collapsed onto Nix, still sliding his cock in and out of Nix’s wet hole.
“Mine too,” Nix claimed quietly. “Mine too.”
“I’ve never met anyone as amazing as you,” Evan murmured.
Nix wanted to make his own confession, to tell Evan how wonderful he thought his Daddy was. He just needed to close his eyes for a moment. Just a little nap. Then he would tell Evan everything that he’d been scared to reveal before. Then of course he was totally making Evan fuck him again. And again. Sleep was totally overrated. Nix buzzed, needing to keep Evan close.
Evan peppered kisses across Nix’s neck.
Nix’s cock twitched. Yep, they were gonna have sex again. He needed more of Evan. Turning his head, Nix caught Evan’s lips. God, he could spend hours kissing Evan. Maybe he would. Between the bouts of sex of course.
Chapter Nine
Evan
New York was a tough team. Evan’s entire body ached from the many pucks that he’d had to throw himself in front of to stop them from scoring.
“Are you okay?” Nix skated up beside the net.
Evan had to shake his head to clear his vision. “Fine.”
“Four more minutes,” Nix told him.
They were tied zero to zero. Neither team had scored even with it being a fierce battle. “Go score a goal,” Evan demanded. He needed his boy to concentrate on the game, not on him.
“I’m trying!” Nix banged his stick against the ice.
“Try harder,” Evan ordered.
Nix glared at him.
“Go!” Evan ordered.
Nix huffed and skated off as the ref blew his whistle.
Evan wasn’t purposely being a dick but he’d noticed that Nix had been very different during this game. Their bond thrummed with Nix’s worry for him. The dragon side preened, loving that Nix’s focus was on him, but Evan knew that wasn’t going to work. They were professional hockey players playing in the top league in the world. Their relationship had to come second when they were on the ice.
The two teams faced each other, waiting for the puck drop. Nix was back on the bench but Evan’s boy was bouncing impatiently.
Taking his own advice, Evan smacked his stick against the ice and the pipes he stood between before crouching.
The puck dropped.
Laney won the faceoff, taking off in the opposite direction.
