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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Nick

It’s late, the kind of late where the air feels heavier, and the rink’s usual hum of life has faded into near silence.

Ally’s office is the only space still lit, the light spilling out into the otherwise dim corridor.

As I step inside, I notice the room is neat, everything in its place, but there’s a warmth to it, a reflection of her personality that softens the clinical edges.

I ease myself onto the exam table, the metal cool against the back of my legs.

My bandaged hand rests in my lap, and Ally steps closer, her gaze sharp and focused as she inspects her work.

She’s close enough that I can see the soft line of freckles dusting her nose, a detail that feels almost too intimate to notice.

“Let’s see how this is healing,” she says, her voice quiet but steady, the kind of tone that commands attention without trying too hard.

Her fingers move deftly, carefully unwinding the bandage. The slight tug of the fabric against my skin is barely noticeable, and her touch is firm yet gentle.

“This is looking really good,” she murmurs, her brow furrowing slightly in concentration as she leans in closer.

“Thanks to you,” I reply, a grin tugging at my lips.

She rolls her eyes, but I catch the upward twitch of her mouth. “Oh, please. I just followed the basics. Your body did the real work.”

I chuckle. “Give yourself some credit, Doc. You’re making me look good out there.”

Her eyes flick up to mine, and for a moment, I think I catch a flicker of something more in her expression. It’s gone before I can place it, replaced by her usual composed professionalism.

She steps back slightly, crossing her arms as she studies the stitches. “You’ll be ready for PT with Jinx by next week,” she announces, her tone matter-of-fact.

The mention of Jinx brings a full smile to her lips, lighting up her face in a way that’s hard to ignore.

“I met her earlier,” she says, her voice lighter now. “She’s…colorful.”

I laugh, the sound echoing slightly in the quiet room. “That’s putting it mildly. Did she tell you who she’s related to?”

Ally tilts her head, curiosity sparking in her eyes. “No. Should she have?”

“Jinx is Kevin Warner’s cousin,” I explain, leaning forward slightly. “You know, one of the team’s star forwards. Hockey’s like that, everyone’s connected somehow. It’s a small world, and we’re all just skating around in it.”

She laughs, the sound soft but genuine, and shakes her head. “You’re not wrong. It does feel like everyone knows everyone here.”

I’m about to reply, maybe say something clever to keep her laughing, when the overhead lights flicker once, then go out entirely.

“Great,” I mutter under my breath, glancing around as the emergency lights kick on, casting the room in an eerie, bluish glow. Shadows stretch long and sharp across the walls, giving everything a ghostly edge.

Ally glances toward the window, the light illuminating the contours of her face. “Well,” she says, brushing her hands off on her coat, “I guess that’s our sign. It’s late, and you should get home.”

I slide off the exam table, testing my fingers as I flex them experimentally.

The stitches tug slightly, a dull ache that’s more annoying than painful. “Thanks, Doc,” I say, flashing her a grin.

She shakes her head, a soft laugh escaping her lips. “You’re welcome, Mr. Porter.”

I grab my jacket from the back of the chair and shrug it on, the fabric rustling in the stillness. As I turn to leave, I glance back, catching one last look at her standing there, her arms crossed as she watches me go.

For a moment, I wonder if she feels the same pull I do, that electric undercurrent humming just beneath the surface of our casual exchanges.

As she begins to gather her things, Tyler steps inside the room, shutting the door firmly behind him. He leans against it, his posture casual, but the tension in his expression is impossible to miss.

Ally glances between the two of us, her eyebrows knitting together. “Okay, this is starting to feel like a pattern,” she jokes, her voice light but tinged with curiosity. “I can’t even look at Nick’s hand without you materializing out of nowhere.”

Tyler offers her a weak grin, but I know that look in his eyes. It’s the same one he gets when he’s about to try something risky.

Her smile falters as she crosses her arms, her tone shifting to something more serious. “All right, spill it. Why are you looking at me like that?”

I swallow hard, my throat dry. Tyler’s the one who wanted to have this conversation, but now that it’s here, I feel my own nerves bubbling up.

Ally’s gaze flicks between us, her tone softening but still insistent. “Come on, you’re making me nervous. What’s going on?”

Her eyes land on me, expectant and questioning, but I avoid her gaze, keeping my focus on Tyler. This was his idea, and he’s the one who needs to speak.

“Ty?” she presses, her voice edging toward uncertainty. “What is it?”

Tyler straightens slightly, his hand rubbing the back of his neck, a sure sign he’s stalling. “We…we just have a question,” he says finally, his voice uncharacteristically hesitant.

Ally’s confusion deepens, her lips parting slightly as her eyes dart between us. “What kind of question?”

Tyler looks at me, his silent plea for backup clear, but I don’t move. This is his moment, not mine.

“You guys are seriously freaking me out,” Ally says, her arms tightening across her chest as she takes a small step back. Her eyes narrow slightly, and her tone sharpens. “Just ask me already. What’s the big deal?”

The tension is thick enough to cut with a knife, and my pulse pounds in my ears as I wait for Tyler to speak.

“Ally,” he says, his voice softer now as he finally meets her gaze. “It’s…about us.”

Her brow furrows deeply, confusion flickering across her face. “Us?”

Tyler nods, his hesitation palpable.

“What about us ?” she presses, her voice firmer now.

I glance at Tyler, urging him silently to just spit it out. But as Ally’s gaze shifts back to me, her nervousness clear in her expression, I can’t help but wonder if this was a terrible idea from the start.

I watch Tyler square his shoulders, his confidence settling back into place like armor. He takes a deep breath, the kind that signals he’s about to dive headfirst into something risky. Even with his cocky exterior, I can feel the tension in the air, thick and heavy.

“We like to…share women,” Tyler says, his voice low and steady, yet careful. “Would that be something you’d be interested in?”

The room feels like it stops breathing. Ally’s jaw drops, her blue eyes wide with shock. For a moment, she’s frozen, and I’m bracing for her to throw us both out on our asses.

Her lips part slightly, but no words come. Finally, she blinks and asks hesitantly, “Like…separately, or…?”

“Together,” Tyler and I answer in unison, our voices overlapping.

Her expression flickers between disbelief and intrigue as she sinks back into her chair. The chair creaks softly under her weight, but the silence that follows feels deafening. Her lips move as though she’s trying to form words, but nothing comes out.

“See? This was stupid,” I snap, turning to glare at Tyler. “I knew this was a long shot. Why do you always have to ruin everything by being greedy?”

“Greedy?” Tyler fires back, his tone instantly defensive. “This wasn’t just my idea! We both talked about this!”

“Well, clearly, it was a terrible idea,” I say, throwing my hands up in frustration. My voice bounces off the walls of the office, sharp and biting.

Tyler crosses his arms, huffing like a kid caught sneaking cookies. He glances away, but I can see the tension in his jaw.

My attention shifts to Ally, who’s still sitting in her chair, her face a mixture of shock and thoughtfulness. The light tapping of her foot on the floor is the only sound filling the silence.

“Look,” I say, softening my tone as I step toward her. “Ignore my stupid brother. We won’t bother you again. This was way out of line.”

Before I can finish, Ally raises a hand to stop me.

“Yes,” she says, her voice clear and steady, cutting through the tension like a knife.

Tyler and I freeze, our argument dying instantly. I turn to look at her, sure I’ve misheard.

“Yes?” Tyler echoes, his face lighting up like a kid on Christmas morning.

“Yes,” Ally repeats, sitting up straighter. A soft blush creeps across her cheeks, but her gaze is steady, almost defiant. “I don’t have a boyfriend, and…both of you could be…fun. I’ve never done anything like this before, though, so you’ll have to teach me.”

My jaw practically hits the floor. For a moment, I can’t even process what she’s saying.

“You’re serious?” Tyler asks, stepping closer, his grin so wide it’s ridiculous.

“Yeah,” Ally says, her voice a little quieter now but no less confident. “If this is something you both want…I’m in.”

Tyler lets out a low whistle, clearly thrilled, while I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact that she’s agreed.

I step forward and take Ally’s hand in mine. Her skin is warm and soft, and her fingers curl slightly against my palm. Slowly, I raise her hand to my lips, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of it.

“Oh, we have much to teach you,” I murmur, my voice low and teasing. My gaze locks with hers, and for a moment, everything else fades away.

Her lips part slightly, her breath hitching, and I lean in, capturing her mouth in a deep, slow kiss. Her lips are soft, yielding, and she melts into me, her free hand rising to rest against my chest.

Behind her, Tyler moves closer, his hands sliding across her waist. He leans down, pressing a kiss to her shoulder, his touch light but deliberate. Ally shivers at the sensation, her fingers curling against my shirt.

The way she responds to us is intoxicating, like a spark igniting a fire neither of us can put out.

“You’re sure about this?” I ask softly, breaking the kiss just enough to meet her gaze.

“Yes,” she whispers, her voice breathless but unwavering. “I’m sure.”

Tyler grins, his eyes alight with excitement. “Then let’s get started.”

Tyler grabs her, his hands sliding across her slim waist as he pulls her into a passionate kiss. Not wanting to be left out, I come up from behind, rubbing my throbbing cock against the back of her, feeling the curve of her soft ass against me makes me even harder, and I pull her face back toward me by her neck, gently caressing and kissing her lips.

She switches from Tyler to me, her tits pressing against me with a suffocating joy and I grab her, my hand taking a squeeze and feeling the weight of her perfect, perky tit. I slip off her blouse, pulling her nipple free of her bra and sucking on it, nibbling and licking across her skin and making her moan and sigh.

Tyler pulls the other free, pinching her nipple while I continue to lick and bite, and I can see in her eyes she’s begging for our cocks.

The only question is who’s she going to fuck first?

I see Tyler working her pants down off her hips, pressing against her from behind and grabbing her free tit with his other hand. I pull her bra off completely, diving into her tits again and I watch as her head falls backward, her arms wrapping around my neck.

I also notice her hips tilted back towards Tyler, and I can see Tyler grinding between her legs, begging to get inside of her.

I lower to my knees, determines not to be outdone, and pull her pants down the rest of the way. She gives me a shocked look, and I grin, looking back up at her with a sly glance.

“Are you ready?”

She nods wordlessly, her stiff gaze telling me all I need to know.

I lift myself from my knees, my mouth suctioned to her pussy as my hands pull her toward me. She groans, her hand falling to the back of my head, and I press her forward, leaning her harder against Tyler as I eat her out.

Her pussy tastes amazing, and I nearly drown in it as I coax every inch of her to come.

Over and over I lick her, tasting her fluids, sucking her dry, worshipping her body like I should’ve as soon as I saw her. Standing, I see Tyler’s already pulled out his cock, and I figure I’ll let him go first.

I pull her toward me, kissing her passionately while she pokes her ass out at him, and I see the look on her face as her eyes roll in the back of her head as Tyler enters her, pressing himself in the whole way.

He thrusts over and over, and her body inches toward me as I play with her tits and rub on her clit. She sighs and groans, her hands falling to my shoulders as my brother rails her from the back, and I hold her, looking into her eyes and telling her what a good girl she is.

“Yes, Ally, take it. That’s right, you can take it. Take that big cock right in your tiny little pussy, baby,” I purr to her before taking her lips kissing her again.

My hand falls to her neck, I squeeze gently, moderating her airflow, and she gasps, laughing. Tyler’s on the verge of coming, I can tell by the look in his face, and I tell him to pull out, switching with him.

“Holy shit, guys,” Ally sighs, feeling me situate myself behind her. “This is absolutely amazing. I don’t know how I’m going to go back to regular sex.”

“We don’t know either,” I whisper in her ear as I line the head of my dick up with her wet, sopping entrance. She moans again, her hips jutting backward as I dive into her, pulling her apart from the inside and feeling her tight pussy squeeze me.

It’s enough to almost make me come instantly, and I pound her from behind as my brother works his fingers over her clit.

I watch his cock bobbing, desperate to finish, and I grin at him.

“Please, oh, please, make me come,” she sighs, and Tyler shifts slightly.

“Oh no, you don’t come until we tell you to,” he tells her.

“Please, I need to,” she gasps, looking up at him.

“Not yet!” I groan at her from behind, my breath leaking out between gritted teeth. “Bend over, suck Tyler’s dick, baby.”

Ally obeys, bending over at the waist and eating my brother’s cock as I drive my own straight into her. We sigh and moan, feeling ourselves take full pleasure in Ally’s body. Her pussy and mouth both feel so good that it’s hard to decide where I want to come.

Normally, a threesome with a girl isn’t as organic as this one was; there’s usually a lot of planning, negotiating, talking.

This, what we have with Ally, it’s intuitive. There’s hardly any need to speak, we just move around naturally with one another, and with Ally being such a good listener, everything is flowing in the sexiest way imaginable.

Already I can feel the nervous excitement flooding my belly and telling me I’m about to cum. A few more pumps and I’m squeezing her hips, my legs shaking as my orgasm starts to wash over me.

“Come for me, Ally. Right now!”

She screams, muffled by the sound of my brother’s throbbing dick in her mouth. I hear him orgasm along with us, his light sighs and moans filling up the room with our own.

Ally gushes over me as she comes, and I growl with pleasure at being able to cause her to have that strong of an orgasm.

“Oh my God,” she gasps, pulling away from my brother’s cock, trembling with the force of the pleasure we just shared. I feel her pussy clenching around me still as the last bit of pleasure shudders through her.

“That was amazing, Doc,” I say to her, slipping out of her and helping her to stand upright again.

She looks so incredible, so freshly fucked, that I feel my cock already wanting a second round.

“That was…I don’t even know what it was except incredible,” Ally sighs, burying her face into my chest while my brother feels up her perfect ass from behind. “Seriously, if I had known that’s what it was going to be like…I would’ve jumped you guys the moment I walked in here.”

“Believe us,” Tyler says, “the feeling is mutual.”

“Really?” she asks, her cheeks red with excitement.

“Oh yes,” I chime in. “You’re the best we’ve ever had. Hands down. I honestly can’t believe that was your first threesome.”

“Threesome,” she echoes with a giggle, her hand pressed to her mouth. “I can’t believe that I did that with you guys. I’m not that kind of girl.”

“That kind of girl?” I repeat back, my brow lifted a little. “Sexy as hell? Adventurous? Generous? I think you are. I never doubted being with you would be fucking memorable as hell.”

She flushes at my praise and waves a hand as she starts to collect her clothing off the floor. “Gosh, you guys have no idea. I’ve always been the boring medical student. No one was ever interested in me.”

My brother and I exchange a look. “Somehow I doubt that very much,” he says, echoing my own thoughts perfectly.

She shakes her head again, pulling her hair back into a ponytail. “It’s true. I’ve always been…weird and nerdy.”

“Well, we don’t agree,” I say back as I start to get dressed myself.

“Would you consider…doing that again sometime?” Tyler asks her a bit tentatively. I glance at him. It’s rare to see my brother being anything less than totally sure of himself. Ally seems to bring something out in him that’s less secure, more vulnerable.

She looks at both of us for a moment, her expression serious. I think for a second that she might say no. Maybe she just wanted to give this a try, and now she’s not interested anymore. I hate how much that thought depresses me.

Suddenly, a grin spreads across her face. “Yeah,” she says, her voice clear in the small space. “Yeah, I think I would definitely like to do this again.”