Brutal Titan: A Rivals to Lovers MM College Hockey Romance (North Shore Titans Hockey Book 2) by E.V. Olsen

Author:E.V. Olsen [Olsen, E.V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-04-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Killian

While I was joking about going to dinner being a date, it actually turned into one. Jackson and I sat there talking, like normal people. Well, almost normal, since we constantly threw out challenges to each other, from who could eat more to who could finish their soda the fastest to who could shove the most food into their mouth at once, even throwing in the occasional insult and tons of curses.

But that’s just us.

Even better is that instead of fighting, we ended up laughing. Okay, not better since he ended up in pain. It’s just nice to see we have a connection.

“Told you to fucking run.” He growls the moment we step into the lobby.

After we left, Jackson started teasing about hunting me. But it became more serious the closer we got to the hotel, his eyes changing to dark and hungry.

I let out a long-suffering sigh, trying to ignore the way my cock twitches in my jeans. “Chasing after me is the last thing you should be doing right now.”

He just shoves his keycard into my palm, then gives me a rough push, his lip curling up into a snarl that sends heat rushing south.

“Run.” The word is a deep, guttural command, his eyes flashing with primal need.

I swallow hard, adjusting myself as subtly as I can. This is a bad idea. He's in no condition to be exerting himself like this, even if the Motrin alleviated some of his pain.

But the wanton desperation in his gaze, the raw desire . . . it calls to something deep inside, something wild and reckless and so damn eager to submit to.

So I turn on my heel and take off, my heart hammering against my ribs as his footsteps pound behind me.

God, what is it about being hunted by Jackson that gets me so hot?

It shouldn't turn me on like this, shouldn't make my blood sing with adrenaline and arousal. But the thought of him catching me, claiming me, marking me as his . . . it's the most intoxicating thing I've ever felt.

I risk a glance over my shoulder and nearly stumble at the intensity in his eyes, the predatory curl of his lips. He looks like a man possessed, like a rabid beast ready to devour me whole.

And fuck, do I love it.

I slow my pace just a fraction, letting him gain ground as we round the corner toward the elevators. They’re so tantalizingly close, but I know better than to wait for one. Instead, I burst through the door to the stairwell and take the steps two at a time.

One more dumb move considering my team has another game to play.

By the time I reach Jackson’s floor, my lungs are screaming for air and my skin is slick with sweat. I burst through the door, expecting to have a few seconds' head start . . . But he's already there, lounging against the wall like he hasn't just sprinted up six flights. The bastard must've caught the elevator, the one I foolishly bypassed.

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