Enemies on Ice. The Locker Room, #3

They're supposed to hate each other. On the ice, they're rivals-hard hits, sharper stares, a rivalry everyone can see. Off the ice, it's something no one can. The looks last too long. The tension follows them into locker rooms, hotel hallways, and late-night texts that push just far enough to make it impossible to ignore. What starts as distraction turns into obsession. What should never happen does-once, then again, then only in places that don't belong to either of them.
Away games. Anonymous rooms. Rules made after lines are crossed. Alex is warm when he wants something. Cold when he's had it. And the pull between them doesn't fade-it tightens. This isn't romance. There are no promises. Just heat, risk, and a rivalry that never stays on the ice. Enemies on Ice is a gay hockey erotica about secrecy, power, and the kind of hunger that doesn't ask permission-and doesn't stop when the game ends.