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When she’s done, my jaw cracking with the pressure on my molars from gritting my teeth so hard, she knots her hands in front of her, and all I can think about is my cum soaking into her panties, her jeans, the rest of it inside of her...
I don’t know what to say, I don’t know what to do, and I always know what to do.
This was a colossal mistake.
I fucked up.
I’mfucked up.
“Lolli-”
“That shouldn’t have happened,” she says sharply, admonishment in her voice that I don’t really feel like is aimed at me. “Oh my god,” the words are whispered, hateful, devastation fills the room like a sudden tsunami. “I’m so sorry,” she whispers, and honestly, I don’t know who she’s talking to now. “So, so stupid,” she hisses it and before I can even register what happens, her open hand comes to the side of her head, heel of her palm slamming into her temple, once, twice, three times.
“Poppy, Poppy, Poppy, stop,” I rush forward, closing the small gap, grabbing her wrist away from her face, the other coming up to pummel my chest, and I let her, watching her face screw up with something like devastation, a choked, raspy cry lunging out of her mouth.
“You’re Lynx’s brother,” she chokes on my brother’s name, a sob catching in her throat. “You’re his brother.” Her fist thumps against my chest once more, but it’s lost its strength, her fist slipping down, knuckles curling into my abs. “You’re his brother, and I’m just a fucked up druggie who can’t keep her legs closed.”
I wrench her into my chest, banding my arms around her tightly, protectively, possessively.
Like she’s mine.
That’s when she sobs, and as much as I hate to admit it to myself, it breaks me.
Chapter 28
RAIDEN
“KING!” my team mate Landon bellows my name, I can hear him perfectly, even over the roaring crowd, five thousand fans screaming as I push forward. Carving through the ice as we pass the puck between us, Lan passes to Lynx, Lynx to Hudson, back to me.
I don’t keep track of the score, I don’t know if we’re winning, losing, I’m just moving, muscles surging, blood pumping, adrenaline pounding. Going with the motions, I can play hockey without thinking, my body does all the work, muscle memory driving me. Anything I can do to keep my mind from wandering back toher.
I clamp my teeth down harder, digging them deeper into my mouthguard until my jaw aches. I glance up to where Rex sits in the stands, brain automatically expecting to see her. Wanting.Wishing.She isn’t here. I’ve not seen her for over a week.
Avoidedher for over a week.
The snow storm came, forcing everyone to remain inside, classes were canceled, Lynx stayed with us, stayed away from her. Yesterday was the first day back, and she didn’t show. I know Lynx is heading back to their dorm tonight, and I know it’s just to fuck with her.
I know he’s going to be a fucking asshole.
I know I’m going to be a fucking asshole.
Lynx has taken the news the worst. Slamming every door he walks through, banging every pot, pan and piece of cutlery he’s had his hands on, and fucking Rex so hard every night, not only have I had to listen to it, but I’ve had to watch Hendrix limp his way around the house the following mornings for an entire goddamn week.
I skate across the ice, tuning everything out except for the tap of my stick against the rink, the blades of my skates cutting through the surface.
I pass the puck to Lynx, watching him skate side by side with Hudson, Landon elbows me as he passes, tapping his helmet, telling me to get my head in the game. I can hardly bear it. Functioning like everything’s normal when nothing is even fucking remotely normal. Nothing is okay.
After everything I confessed to her.
Too soon.
I miss her.
The way she makes me feel.
And yet, I’m here acting exactly like everything is okay.
Before I can think about what it is I’m doing, I’m skating off the ice, Coach Taylor screaming my name at my back, but I hardly even hear it. Stripping my gear as I make my way back to the locker room. I toss it all into my locker space, roughly pulling on sweats, sneakers, stick clattering to the floor, and then I’m out of the arena.
