The Fullback (Lincoln Knights #5)

Hunter

Pressure squeezed me from all sides as the scrum engaged, my muscles burning as nearly nine hundred kilograms of front row collided with each other.

My head was buried between Jaden’s and West’s hips, my shoulders pressing into their arses, with my left arm threaded through Jaden’s legs in front of me to grasp the waistband of his shorts, locking myself into position, and my right arm across Gabriel’s back where he was wedged in beside me, helping to hold him steady.

Hot, sweaty, stinking air filled my lungs as I fought to stay stable against the immense forces trying to crush me. I heaved forwards, pushing against Jaden and West as our opponents tried to send us backwards, to make us give way, bend and collapse onto the ground in a heap.