Pregnant For The Golden Hockey Player

He was losing control and he knew it. He knew something was wrong when he had his phone in front of him, a video of two people f*****g on the screen, and he couldn't bring himself to jerk the c*m out of his c**k. His hands weren't giving him the pleasure he needed anymore and this wasn't some random horny phase. He was having his rut and his wolf was slowly losing control, wanting something that he couldn't give. In frustration, he slammed the phone down on the bed and threw suppressant pills into his mouth before gulping down a bottle of water. His vision turned red for a second but he slowly felt his body relax. The suppressants would only work for a while. He knew that. But practice was more important. With a grunt of frustration, he made his way to the rink where other players were already stationed, waiting for him. He mumbled a quick apology to the coach and got on the field as practice began. But every time someone bumped into him, he felt a fit of rage rush through him. He tried to keep it cool, but his wolf wouldn't stop crawling restlessly under his skin, and he could barely focus anymore. Someone snatched the puck from his stick and shot it into the goalpost, making them cheer in victory. He let out a soft groan and returned to the bench, gulping down a bottle of water when his friend approached him from behind. “What's up with you, man? You're distracted. And irritated. What's going on?” “I'm fine, Mason.” He replied, brushing past him and returning to the rink. Practice started again and he tried to stay focused but one of his teammates accidentally bumped into him. That was all it took to make him lose his mind as he tackled his teammate, punching him until he was beyond recognition. The coach finally managed to separate them and wouldn't stop yelling at him for being so inconsiderate. He left the rink in a hurry, his mind spinning with different thoughts. The national championship game was only a few days away and he couldn't bring himself to focus when he was the star of the team. “Damnit, man, what's the problem? You're not like this.” Mason said, following him and he rubbed his face in frustration. “I don't f*****g know either! I'm gonna go see the doctor.” He replied and without asking, Mason followed him. At the infirmary, the doctor examined him for a few minutes before letting out a sigh of despair. “The suppressants you keep taking are killing your wolf from within, hence your irritation. You're in your rut, aren't you?” The doctor asked and he looked away. “I can handle it myself—” “No, you can't. You have a simple solution. Either you find your mate or you sleep with anyone to ease your pain. Or else, you'll keep suffering like this.” The doctor muttered and his fists clenched in frustration. “Do I have to?” “Unless you want your body to be permanently damaged, then you need to.” He felt humiliated just at the thought of using someone to relieve his rut. He had been okay with jerking off to porn but now he had no choice but to actually sleep with a girl. Which was frustrating. He wasn't like the rest of the guys who slept with anyone just because they wanted to. “Can I at least get more suppressants?” He asked and the doctor immediately shook his head, making him sigh. “Come on.” Mason dragged him out and they made their way to the locker room. The lecture hall opposite it was bustling with students but they walked into the locker room anyway because not everyone could walk in. They didn't notice the girl standing beside the door outside the locker room. “You need to f**k someone.” Mason said even though it made the other sigh. “Just this once, to get rid of this. You're the golden boy of the campus. You can definitely get any girl you want—” “I don't want any girl. I'm not that promiscuous.” “Just this once dude! Unless you want us to lose the upcoming game?” Mason asked. He knew Mason was right. His wolf was beginning to affect his sleep, his emotional balance and his focus. He had no choice. “I'll find you a girl. And you have to sleep with her.” “What if I can't bring myself to do it? I'm a f*****g virgin, man, all I do is wank to porn. I've never actually done it.” He said in worry but Mason patted his shoulder with a mischievous smile. “What if I can help you?” A voice came from behind them and they both turned to see Tyler walk out from behind the lockers. “How long have you been listening?” Mason said in shock and Tyler simply shrugged. “Long enough to give you what you want. You need a girl, I can give you a girl.” Tyler replied but Mason looked unsure. “What do you mean?” He asked and Tyler walked up to him with a photo of a pretty, curvy lady on his screen. “She's a virgin too. Inexperienced. Perfect for what your wolf needs.” Tyler's voice was hushed and Mason exchanged glances with him. “I gotta say, she's sexy. And probably the type your wolf would react to.” Mason muttered but his brows were furrowed. He didn't know what to do. “Will she agree?” “Why not? Fun fact, she's been eyeing you for a while.” Tyler gushed and then shoved his phone into his pocket. “What do you say? Deal or no deal?” “Deal.” He finally said and Tyler grinned. “Great. But on one condition.”