The Pucking Wrong Rookie (Pucking Wrong #5)

by C.R. Jane

“It gets better every time,” I murmured, an edge of wonder to my voice. “It’s because we were made for each other. Twin souls, Red. I think I’ve been looking for you my whole life, and it’s like I can breathe now, because you’re finally here.”

Look, as a fucking NHL hockey player, I was tough. I’d had teeth knocked out of my head, multiple bones broken, and I’d once skated an entire game with a broken kneecap in college. But having a needle on your cock was on a whole other level.

“Nothing says you’re in love more than a dick tattoo,”

“You, me…my dick. It’s forever, baby.”

“I’m such a tyrant, telling you that you’re not allowed to fake orgasms with me.”

“That was a remarkably hard sale considering it was over an orgasm.” “Well, this doesn’t feel like it’s a fair deal since inexplicably you make me orgasm every time.” “Something I’m very proud of,”

“You and I both know it’s impossible for me to lose this bet. I’ve made it my mission in life to worship you every chance I get. Of course I’m going to make you come.”

“If it isn’t a little crazy…is it even love?”

“He’s good at everything,” Ari muttered. “It’s disgusting,” Camden agreed. Walker just whooped and clapped loudly. The simp. Lincoln turned back to us, smirking like he knew exactly what we were thinking. “You’re welcome, boys.” “You’re insufferable,” Camden said, shaking his head. “We’re leaving you here.”

“I know I’ll never stop looking at you like I’m in love, because every time I see you, it feels like the whole world is holding its breath, waiting for you to steal it over and over again. “I know I’ll never stop looking at you like I’m in love, because of the way you walk into a room like you own it but still can’t help being a little shy. Somehow, you don’t know you’re the most beautiful thing anyone’s ever seen. “I know I’ll never stop looking at you like I’m in love, because of the way you light up a room without even realizing it, like you’re carrying a little bit of the sun with you wherever you go.

“It’s the way your laugh sounds like it belongs in a song. And the way you look at me sometimes, like I’m worth everything. It’s how you always surprise me—whether it’s with something you say or just the way you see the world—it keeps me on my toes in the best way. “It’s the way you let me in, even when you’re scared, like trusting me is a risk you’re willing to take. “And it’s the way you make me feel. Like for the first time in my life, I’m enough. “I know I’ll never stop looking at you like I’m in love, Sloane, because I am in love with you. Now and forever. You are my everything. “So the question is, how could I not look at you like this?”

I had thought I could escape. I had thought love would save me. But as it turned out…love wasn’t enough.

“I’m going to kill him. I’m going to cut his dick off and ram it down his throat—and then I’m going to kill him,”

I’d never felt like this, so alive, so changed… So free. And suddenly, I was starving. Not for food. But for him.

“Can I remind you that she was so desperate to have my babies she tried to put my old cum, that had been sitting in the condom for hours…inside of her—while I was sleeping.” “So a hot girl tries to have your babies, Davis, cry me a river,”

Being the youngest of three brothers when your oldest brother was a rockstar, and the other brother was a superstar NHL goalie wasn’t easy. I absolutely jumped on chances like this to make fun of one of them.