All Chapters of Pucked On Ice : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

RivenKael’s tongue was relentless.The moment he spread my cheeks wider and dove back in, a broken cry tore from my throat. His hot, wet tongue dragged slowly over my dripping hole, licking up every trace of slick before circling the sensitive rim with filthy precision. I was already trembling, my legs barely holding me up.“Fuck… Kael…”He hummed in satisfaction, the vibration shooting straight through me. My cock throbbed painfully between my legs, completely hard again and leaking steadily.Without thinking, I bent forward more, arching my back deeply until my hands pressed flat against the floor. The new position exposed me completely — ass pushed out, hole on full display for him. I felt vulnerable, filthy, and so fucking turned on it made my head spin.Kael groaned loudly at the sight. “That’s it, baby… present that pretty hole for me.”He gripped my ass cheeks tighter, spreading them even wider, and attacked me with renewed hunger. His tongue licked long, broad strokes from my

KaelI didn’t stop. I kept pushing upward slowly, stretching his tight omega hole open around my thick cock. Inch by inch, I sank deeper into him, groaning loudly at how hot, wet, and impossibly tight he felt.“Ahh… Kael… fuck—” Riven moaned brokenly, his head falling back as I filled him up completely. His walls clenched and fluttered around my shaft, sucking me in greedily as more slick gushed out around my cock, making everything obscenely wet.“Fuck… you’re so tight, baby,” I growled, voice rough with rut. “Taking my cock so well.”Once I bottomed out, my hips flush against his ass, I grabbed his bleeding palm and brought it to my mouth. I locked eyes with him as I licked the small wound slowly and then sucked his finger into my mouth, tasting the sweet-metallic flavor of his blood. The Vampire Syndrome effect hit me even harder — the rut flared violently, flooding my veins with pure primal need.“I am so going to fuck you hard,” I promised against his skin, my voice low and dange

RivenThat evening, after a long warm shower, I made myself a cup of chamomile tea and settled on the couch, hoping it would calm my nerves. The heat suppressants were supposed to arrive tonight, and the friendly match against Kael’s team was tomorrow. I needed to be sharp.A sudden knock on the door made me tense.“Who is there?” I called out.“The delivery man, sir. Your package is here.”I sighed in relief. “Drop it there. I’ll pick it up right away.”“Actually, sir, I need your signature.”I bit the side of my lip hard. There was no way I could risk going out there. What if someone recognizes me? A well-known hockey player who turned out to be an omega. The rumors would spread like wildfire.“Sir? Are you still there?” The delivery man knocked again, sounding impatient now. “I’m waiting.”“Please hold on. I’ll be right out.”I grabbed a black baseball cap, pulled it low over my eyes, and cracked the door open just enough. The deliveryman barely glanced at me. He handed me the digi

KaelI stood by the bedside for a long moment, just watching Riven sleep. He looked exhausted, curled up under the blanket with dried tear tracks still visible on his cheeks. I wanted to stay. I wanted to crawl back into bed, pull him into my arms, and hold him through the night.But I couldn’t.My dad had called earlier saying he fell sick this morning. I needed to go home and check on him. With a quiet sigh, I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Riven’s cheek.“Sleep well, baby,” I whispered.I covered him properly with the blanket, making sure he was warm, then moved to the kitchen. I washed the dishes, wiped the counters, and tidied up the small mess we’d made. Once everything looked decent, I took one last look around the apartment and headed for the door.I sighed softly as I stepped outside, pulling my face cap lower. I really wished I could have stayed.I had watched the game earlier. It was rough. Riven had played badly, like really, really badly. He wasn’t himself at all.

Riven“Are those for omegas?” Dad asked, his voice low and dangerous. “Are those really yours?”I couldn’t speak. My throat closed up completely. I just stared at him, eyes burning.“Why aren’t you saying anything?” His voice cracked. “Don’t tell me… you’re an omega?”Tears spilled down my cheeks before I could stop them.“Dad… please,” I begged, my voice breaking. “Please don’t tell Mom.”Dad sighed heavily and stood up. For a long moment, he just looked at me with pain and disappointment in his eyes.“I’ll keep it from her,” he said quietly. “But I expect you to open up to her soon.” He paused, then asked, “How do you plan to continue playing hockey like this? In an omega state? Isn’t that why you played so poorly yesterday?”“I was sick,” I lied quickly, wiping my face. “That’s all. I can handle it.”Dad sighed deeply, rubbing his forehead. “Your uncle was like you. He couldn’t handle it either. He had to drop out of the national swimming team.”I shook my head fiercely. “I’m not U