Chapter 20
CHAPTER TWENTY
RHODES
“Hi baby,” I croon as Princess Sunny jumps at the side of my bed.
Scooping her up in my hand, I stare at her before climbing out of bed.
“Let’s head to the potty before you explode,” I decide, walking to the pee pad in the bathroom.
She’s still a baby, so I’m noticing sometimes she wants someone to cheer her on as she goes. At least, that’s what I think. Placing her down on the pee pad, I wait patiently as she goes to the bathroom, whispering praises while I change out the pad once she’s done.
Throwing out the trash, I wash my hands and brush my teeth, ready to start the day. A tied up blow job isn’t going to happen this morning, but that doesn’t mean there’s not a chance of it later.
“Let’s go downstairs so I can feed you and I can make breakfast,” I say, picking her up to tuck her body into my chest.
Princess Sunny sighs, licking my face as I leave Sky and Koen to sleep a little longer. We went home after the press conference yesterday, but we need to order some home gym equipment for the basement.
I don’t trust Princess Sunny on the stairs without us, so I put up a gate so she wouldn’t get stuck when we aren’t home. The vet at the shelter said she’s barely four months old, and she’ll need supervised training.
So gates at both ends of the stairs are important.
I also spoke to Edna about a dog walker when we have longer days, and she gave me a list of vetted people for me to interview.
That’s one of the things I’m going to do between practice today and the game.
Edna promised she’d hang out with Princess while I’m on the ice in the meantime.
Even though I’m unhappy Mr. Blue Douchebag got his payday, I know Edna couldn’t have done anything differently. These things happen, because the paps are unrepentant about their bag. I still dislike photographers who don’t see us as people, and I doubt I’ll ever think any differently.
Getting Princess situated, I talk to her as I cook breakfast.
“You’re going to hang out with Edna today,” I tell her. “I might let you play on the ice first before everyone is out there to see what you think. I’m more comfortable with you playing on our ice rink before going outside to play in the snow.”
“Puppies play in the snow all the time,” Koen says, leaning against the wall as he watches me with hooded eyes. “Short periods with supervision is fine.”
“She’s so little,” I say with a pout, enjoying his lazy smile.
“Don’t burn your eggs,” he reminds me as I get lost in how gorgeous he is.
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” I mumble, hurrying to check them.
Thank god they’re fine.
“Hi, sweet girl,” Koen croons, sitting on the floor to play with our puppy. “Is Rhodes going to protect you from everything? Yes he is. Oh my goodness, you’re just so pretty.”
“You have us all speaking puppy baby talk,” Skylar says, chuckling as he comes into the room. “Breakfast smells good.”
“I hope so,” I say, finishing up. “I’m getting distracted by all the man candy playing with our puppy.”
“I’ll plate,” Skylar says, turning off the heat behind me and kissing my shoulder. “Go play with Princess Sunny. We need to screen in the back porch soon so she can get some outside time.”
“That’s a good idea,” I admit, walking over to where Princess is pouncing and barking at Koen as he plays with her. “Is he going to wear you out, baby?”
“Is Edna watching her today?” Koen asks as I sit across from him.
“Yes. I’m going to interview some dog walkers. She doesn’t do a lot of walking outside right now, so it would be more playing with her. I don’t want her to be lonely while we’re at work.”
“Puppy daycare should be a thing,” Koen mutters. “But then, we don’t want her to catch a cold from the other dogs.”
“Ew. I didn’t think germs were something to worry about,” I say, feeling worried.
“She got her shots, which means it shouldn’t be. Princess is a sweet little baby,” Koen says.
“Come eat,” Skylar says, smirking as we give Princess kisses before heading to the island.
Princess curls up in the dog bed we have in the corner of the kitchen, yawning before she falls asleep.
“Honestly, I think she may sleep a lot today,” Koen says. “We can play with her in between things. It’ll keep her happy and sleepy.”
“Do you really think Edna won’t mind?” I ask, starting to worry.
“She’ll have her leash. Edna can walk her around the rink. Princess will be excited to explore a new place,” Skylar says. “We need to be able to know she’ll be well taken care of. I’ll help you interview people, and we’ll have them come to the rink to speak with them.”
“Well, you are scary,” I admit, picking up my fork to eat. Thank goodness I didn’t burn anything. It all tastes good. “Please feel free to growl often and frown to help weed out the bad eggs.”
“I’m delightful as fuck,” Skylar retorts, smirking as he continues to eat. “We’ll bring Princess one of your sweatshirts so she won’t miss you too much, one of Koen’s blankets, and a few toys. She’ll also need some treats. We need to come home for our nap, so we’ll feed her at home.”
“Why doesn’t she get anything of yours?” Koen asks, raising his brow as he finishes his food.
“Because I fully plan to snuggle her when no one else is looking,” he confesses with a shrug.
“Sneaky fucker,” I laugh. “Back to the grind we go.”
“Same shit, different day, but we’re living the dream,” Skylar says. “I’ll do the dishes. Go shower while I bring Princess upstairs. She’ll freak out if she finds herself alone.”
It happened last night when we went upstairs to help Koen do some painting. Princess tried to jump the fence when she realized she was alone downstairs. I checked the cameras to check on her and found our sweet girl freaking the fuck out.
I jogged downstairs to place her outside the nest, and she curled up with a judgemental huff to watch us.
I guess she understands boundaries pretty well, which means Koen is perfectly fine with her hanging out to watch us work. Yesterday was stressful for him. I’m not surprised he wanted the comfort of his nest, though the fact that he asked for our help shocked me.
The initial shock aside, I think he handled being outed with more grace than most people would have. Sky and I meant what we said. We didn’t plan on making our relationship public yet, not because we aren’t all in, but rather it wasn’t our call to make.
We play hockey. It doesn’t mean our lives are meant for public consumption. I’m sure we made a few enemies of the press for putting them in their place and calling out bad behavior, it just means we need to continue to ingratiate ourselves with our fans.
Heading upstairs with Koen, I push him against the wall to kiss him deeply. Groaning, he presses his cock against my thigh, and I easily pick him up as I continue walking into the bathroom.
“No one said anything about not having a side quest while showering,” I murmur, turning on the water as I continue to devour his lips.
I can feel his ass slicking all over my dick as I rock against him, and I wonder if I’ll be able to fuck him. We haven’t done much since his heat.
“Are you going to stick your fat cock in my ass?” he gasps, his eyes slightly unfocused. “That would be a fun way to start the day.”
“It would,” I growl, stepping into the shower with him. “I think we should make a point of knotting and breeding your sweet pussy every morning, don’t you think?”
“Why is that so hot?” he whimpers.
Licking up his throat, I reach between us to push my fingers into his tight ass.
“Because you know you want to be our sour patch slut,” I reply.
I enjoy the way his back bows as I press against his prostate, and I press him against the wall to hold up his own weight while I wrap my other hand around his cock.
“Fuck,” he whimpers.
Stroking his dick with my hand, I enjoy watching as he begins to unravel for me.
“Should I let you come?” I ask, kissing and biting up his chest. “Do you think you can be a good boy for me and come twice? I want to be showered in your cum so I smell like you even after I shower.”
“Yes…oh fuck yes,” he moans. “Please, Rhodes. God, I’ll be so good for you.”
Stretching his hole with another finger, I feel a surge of emotion that has him shivering with need. This feels awfully close to love, and I’m not afraid of it.
“Attaboy,” I groan. “Show me then. Shower me in your cum.”
Koen’s breaths come out sharper as he loses himself to his pleasure, and my cock twitches at how good I’m helping him feel. His emotions are loud and incredible as he tumbles off the cliff, coming with a gasp as ropes of cum hit my chest.
“Fuck, your dick is so pretty,” I say honestly, licking my hand of his release.
His asshole attempts to keep my fingers inside of him as I pull them out, his slick making a sucking sound. Koen blushes while I line my cock up with his hole and begin to push my way in. Holding his ass tightly, I pull his hair to get the angle just right to kiss him.
“Never apologize for how enthusiastic your asshole is about being filled,” I growl, kissing him. “I want to hear your sweet fucking noises. Every noise, whimper, and scream are mine right now. Give me the goddamned respect I deserve and let me enjoy them.”
“Shut up and fuck me, Alpha,” Koen moans.
“Good boy. I can do that.”
Pinning his upper body to the wall, I watch myself fuck his hole. His slick slides down my shaft, easing my way, and my eyes roll back as his hole squeezes and sucks me in.
Taking my fingers covered in his slick, I push them into his mouth while he sucks greedily. I keep going until he gags, which tightens his asshole too.
The sound of his gagging spurs me on as I drive my cock into his ass. Koen screams in pleasure as his dick bounces against his abs, woefully ignored as I fuck him.
I need to know I can make him come hands free, just by fucking his hole. I’m a little less worried he can’t take my cock since I can feel his emotions, and I can tell I’m firing off all his nerve endings as my hips piston.
It’s when I grind my knot against his hole that he belts out a strangled noise as his cock begins to explode with his release.
“Again,” I growl, pulling my fingers from his mouth to fist his hair. “I want your balls wrung dry from how much I make you come. I want your mind clear and your reflexes sharp. Take my knot and give me more of your pretty screams.”
Koen whines as I push my knot into his asshole, and there’s saliva smeared all over his chin. My omega is greedy for more as he slicks around my knot, and I congratulate myself for unlocking a hockey training exercise I bet no one else has thought of.
There’s something to be said for fucking your omega captain until his mind and body are made of gelatin, and I will die on this fucking hill.
“You’re making your alpha so fucking proud of you,” I groan, kissing him.
I can feel the moment my knot slides into place because my eyesight begins to darken. My hips continue to roll and rock with the intent of flooding Koen’s system with pleasure. Every movement pulls at my knot and makes him strangle my cock as he begins to milk my cock.
Burying my head into his neck, I gasp and groan as I begin to come, while Koen clings to me like a spider monkey. I make everyone else look tiny, but I love being able to cuddle Koen against me as I struggle to get used to a reality where I’m no longer fucking him.
My knot is drained, and as I stand, I find myself covered in more of Koen’s cum. Now, no matter how much I wash my body, I’ll still smell like peaches and tobacco.
Koen’s breathing is heavy as I step into the shower and begin to wet his hair so I can shampoo it.
“Mmmm. I may fall asleep if you mess with my hair,” he mumbles.
“We’re connected at my knot. It’s not like you can go anywhere,” I tease him.
The water temperature is perfect as his eyes get heavy, and soon his breathing evens out.
“Everything good in here? Princess thought you might be killing Koen. It’s a very uncomfortable conversation to explain fucking to a four month old puppy,” Skylar grumbles.
I can’t help my startled laughter as I shake my head.
“I definitely think we need the practice before we have a kid then,” I tease him. “We’re fine. I think I fucked Koen into a coma.”
“Hopefully the Coach doesn’t complain when he’s sluggish,” Skylar says with a smirk. “No wonder he’s asleep. You’re pampering the fuck out of him.”
“Oops?” I ask, unrepentant.
“Ugh. I sent him up with you so you’d have sex but not make him pass out,” Skylar says. “My plan backfired.”
“The best laid ones sometimes do,” I reply.
“Don’t be so smug,” he mutters. “I’m getting in with you now that there’s no chance this will turn into a shower orgy. We’ll save water and get to practice on time.”
Sure, whatever you have to tell yourself, Daddy. He just wants to see how pretty my knot looks as I stretch Koen’s ass. He’s not fooling anyone.