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Marek Inghurst

I have spent my whole career making sure no one gets close enough to see what I really need. Heath Vesper changed that the moment our hands collided on the ice during that penalty kill. Now every game feels like foreplay to something I cannot name.The debt our team carries has us working together in secret, every practice a test of who will give in first. I can feel the weight of the collar he keeps ready, the one that would mark me as his in the dim light of the equipment room whe...

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Marek Inghurst

The collision at the boards left Ashton's hand braced on my chest, and I have not stopped thinking about it since. I never wanted this arrangement with my rival, but the league rules have us sharing every inch of space now, jerseys open in the same room while the notch on his ear stays too close for comfort.I need stability for my brother's custody more than anything, using my aggressive dominance to keep the world at bay. Yet Ashton's commanding presence turns every shared glance ...

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Marek Inghurst

Frederick has built his career on never showing weakness in the brutal world of professional hockey. Then the rival enforcer Colin names the insecurity behind the scar and strips away every defense. He commands with callused knuckles, offering a dangerous acceptance built on the humiliation Frederick craves.Their partnership over the family contract traps them in the equipment room, where rivalry twists into a raw tension. Frederick's need to submit battles his denial as Colin guid...

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Marek Inghurst

The warded chambers smell of runes and living shadow, and my wrists keep flexing despite the focus I try to hold. I came here to save the domain from rivals, but the ritual requires more than compatibility. It requires me to surrender to Owen's command in ways that could expose every weakness I have hidden since the sigils first marked me.Owen moves with that slow certainty, and every session ends with my wrists bound at his word. When the sigils ignite under the tether, the pull s...

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Marek Inghurst

Fletcher has always fought to prove himself against larger men, yet Ulric's massive presence in the boxing gym makes holding out feel pointless. The heavyweight moves with a quiet command that pulls the wiry fighter toward the submission he craves in secret. Close quarters during training turn every accidental touch into a promise of dominance their bodies cannot deny.The championship and their reputations depend on keeping the intimacy hidden from the rest of the gym. Ulric wants ...

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Marek Inghurst

I never meant to end up here, in this sealed alcove with Samuel Innes after signing the registry, our shoulders pressed close as we reviewed the final scrolls. His fingers trace the arc of my collarbone, lingering over the scars that mark every past betrayal.The royal bonding ritual demands I kneel and surrender control completely to him, and the thought sends heat through me even as I fight the urge to pull away. He has never found an equal before, and I have never been kept, yet ...

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Marek Inghurst

Lucas Remington runs the empty locker room the way he runs the team, and Finley Garrison has never once told him no. Every order carries more than it sounds like. It demands the yielding he has spent years denying.Lucas commands with the certainty of a captain who cannot afford to lose control, and Finley feels the pull to obey every order. He hesitates each time, caught between the fear of losing his place on the team and the darker need to give in.The rest of the players ...

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Marek Inghurst

Dalton has built his reputation on being quick and defiant, but nothing prepares him for the way Simon's massive body overpowers him during every training session. The barrel-chested prop's presence turns professional friction into raw, unspoken need, especially when those huge hands wrap around Dalton's hips and hold him in place far longer than any play requires.The equipment shed offers little cover once the others leave. Simon uses it anyway, and everything they have left unsai...

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Marek Inghurst

I keep telling myself the collisions on the pitch are nothing more than strategy between teammates. Fergus has a way of locking his body against mine that makes my guarded heart race with the one thing I swore I would never admit needing from anyone.The shadowed equipment room is where he gets his hands on me and waits me out. The club would end us both if anyone found out, yet the certainty in his grip is exactly the control I have spent years pretending I did not crave from him. ...

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Marek Inghurst

Gerard has waited too long for a shot at the title, and training with champion Jude Ronan is his only path forward. Yet in the empty gym, pinning the lean fighter to the ropes ignites a hunger that goes beyond the ring. The stocky challenger's commands turn sparring into dominance that Jude answers with quiet desperation.Each secret round brings their bodies closer, hands overlapping on gloves while the threat of discovery hangs over them. Jude's fear of exposure battles the need t...

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Marek Inghurst

Neil Carlisle has spent years burying the truth about himself beneath the enforcer's brutal reputation, but a rival executive's recordings now tie his future to stolen encounters with Bram Whitfield in the arena's hidden spaces. The goalie's lean strength and commanding presence pull at the denial Neil has built around never needing anyone.The dim corridors and locked storage rooms become the only place where their power exchange can exist without ruin. Each lingering contact carri...

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Marek Inghurst

I told myself years ago that no woman would get past my guard. Phoebe is a colleague, and she guards herself as carefully as I do. But she goes still when I give an order, and the wariness turns into something hotter. We work the case files alone in the evidence locker at night. I stopped pretending that is an accident.One command and she lets me secure her hands with the department restraints. Every night in that locker ends with me drawing the milk from her while she yields. She ...