Filthy Puckboy: Rush Hockey Trilogy Book 2 by Elise Faber

Author:Elise Faber [Faber, Elise]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781637490761
Publisher: Elise Faber
Published: 2022-09-12T18:30:00+00:00

Twenty-Two

Axel

The arena was loud.

The ice was running fast.

But I was only focused on one fan in the stands.

Twelve rows back, just above the glass, though the netting that stretched from the top of the clear plexiglass to the rafters overhead would keep her safe from any stray pucks.

Because I was the type of man who thought about that now.

Worried about it.

Two weeks since that asshat had confronted her, and two weeks since she’d fired the shotgun that had left her with a scar on her shin.

And a glimpse of shadows in her eyes.

The memories gripping tight.

But between the alarm system and Pascal’s man and Joel occasionally checking up on her and me going up whenever I could, she’d been safe, and slowly, the claws of her memories seemed to be easing.

The national anthem finished, and I rolled out my shoulders, got ready to focus on the game, on impressing my woman who was in the Gold Mine for the first time.

It was loud.

Then again, the fans had a lot to cheer about.

Three Cup wins since the team had been formed just over a decade and a half before.

A constant competitor in the playoffs.

They’d done everything right (after they’d begun very, very wrong).

So now they had camaraderie. No drama. No bad press. A fixture in the local community.

They were loved and successful and had die-hard fans.

All of that was why the Gold’s home arena was known as one of the loudest stadiums in the league. And tonight the crowd was living up to that image. Tonight, they were cheering so loudly that it seemed to shake the rafters.

But the moment the puck dropped, the moment the game began, I didn’t hear any of that.

I was a man possessed.

My woman was in the stands. My team was playing our rivals.

There would be big plays, big hits, and then, later, Bailey and I would fuck like rabbits and—

The player I was changing for sprinted to the bench, and I snapped into focus, jumping over the boards, landing on the ice and immediately springing into motion. The puck was heading toward our zone, the opposing team closing in on Brit, and I wasn’t going to let Brit get scored on, not on my watch.

Certainly not with Bailey in the stands.

I sprinted into our zone, beelining straight for the player with the puck while Josh took the better angle and cut off the opportunity for the pass.

My breath hissed out as I shoved my shoulder into the other player’s, our bodies crashing together, our sticks clashing. We battled for the puck, and I earned stinging palms and a slash across the hands for my trouble, but I had the jump on him. I guided us into the boards, using strength and hips and ass and arms and shoulders and stick. And then as my breath hissed out again, the impact from the boards driving through my body, I used my feet.

To kick the puck over to Kayden.

He was moving with speed already, shooting toward me, and I held my breath as…he picked up the puck.

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