Don't Puck With My Heart (Pucked Up Omegaverse, #2)

by Sarah Blue

“See anything you like?” she says, taking another heavy sip. “I don’t know, like a very tall man with a Russian accent who looks at you like he wants to eat you out from behind.”

“I want you so fucking bad,” he says, kissing my jaw and down my neck. His teeth graze along the column of my throat. “I’d make you feel so good,” he says, and damn if I don’t know that’s the fucking truth. “You should be mine.”

Rule number one of hockey: don’t fuck with the goalie. And it’s nice to know this new team has my back. I’m back on my skates when Alexi palms the back of my helmet with his gloved hand. “Knew you were going to be a good boy, Connery.” He taps my helmet one more time before giving me a massive grin and skating off. Rule number two of hockey: keep your head in the game, and don’t think about how fucking hot the team captain is.

Right now, I know for sure Piper is going to be in my pack. I don’t care what the good doctor says, she’s going to be mine. I’d be lying if I said the Beta next to me didn’t stir something up as well. But I’m not really sure who is going to be the hardest to convince. The good thing is, I love a fucking challenge.

“What, malyshka?” “Oh, don’t you malyshka me,” she says, pointing at my chest. Her Russian is shit, and it makes me smile. “I looked that up. I’m not your baby girl. I’m an Alpha, and I’m no one’s baby girl.”

I know that Piper doesn’t need me. But fuck if I don’t want Piper to want me as much as I want her.

“Life’s too short to live for other people. You don’t want to spend more time doing something that doesn’t make you happy.

My reflection is overwhelming to look at, but I stare at myself. I’m Doctor Piper-fucking-Blake, and I will not break.