Page 108 of Slick Handling

Griffin nuzzles my head, his scent wafting over me as he marks me in a constant motion that is meant to calm me down. .

That is very nice. I like his scent so much.

“Do you want to be in your nest or your bed, my lucky Clover?”

He didn’t call me his weed. I like being his. I like how he called me his a lot.

“Nest, my Griffin.” He chuckles, the sound moving through me as he holds me.

I’m being laid in the bedding of my nest, whining at the way that it feels when he is putting me down. I want to be held still, with a body pressed against mine. I want to be cuddled and treated sweetly.

All the softness,please.

I don’t even care that I’m being needy. I should care. It feels too nice. Mama Joy also said Alpha’s like taking care of Omega’s. It feels as good to them as it does for an Omega. So I’m not being selfish. We all will enjoy it.

“Just getting undressed, Clover. Give us one second and we’ll be in the nest with you. As long as you want us all in there?” Vaughn is looking down at me as he undoes his belt.

My eyes are glued to him as I just nod my head. Watching the way his fingers work the belt off. He pulls the leather free from the loops, a noise as the leather moves over the fabric. It makes me slicker between my legs and I whine.

Vaughn smirks, snapping the belt together. My thighs squeeze together at the motion.

“Aren’t you a dirty little-”

“Darling.” Griffin interrupts him and gives Vaughn a look I don’t understand.

It’s very unlike Griffin to interrupt any sort of thought that can lead to sex. It goes against everything my Alpha believes in.

He’s already gotten undressed and is standing in just a pair of plaid soft blue boxers. They have a dark spot on the front from the way he is leaking inside of them.

I would like to lick that spot.

“Apollo has been texted and-”

“APOLLO!” I interrupt Mickey. “Can I talk to him? I miss him. Can you tell him I would like to sleep in his bed when he comes home? I would like that a lot.Please. Say please so he knows I’m polite. Please, Mickey. Let him know I miss him so much.” I’m begging the Beta to do my bidding.

Mick kneels down beside the nest. He’s still in too many clothes. He’s also not texting Apollo like I need him to!

He strokes my lips, the frown I had been wearing making me try and smile for him.

“We can call him at breakfast, okay? Apollo doesn’t know you’re in pre-heat so we want to help you start feeling better before calling him. Okay, little Omega?” I love how he is stroking my face so I just nod my head.

I want everyone in my nest.

“Can we cuddle now? Please. I think that I would like to be cuddled a lot. I’m so tired. And hot. And slick. It is so sticky and wet between my legs. Do you-”

“Let me hold you.” Griffin is climbing into the nest. His arm wrapping around my waist as he drags me against his chest.

Oh.

I like his cuddles. The way our legs wrap around each other, how his big hand goes under the hoodie to rub my lower back. His jaw is nuzzling into my cheek and it feels like I’ve gone boneless at the contact we’re sharing.

If hockey doesn’t work out Griffin can be a professional cuddler. A growl comes out of me and I hear a soft shh.

“What has you growling, little Omega?” Mickey is behind me. He kisses the top of my head in a gentle move.

Such a good Beta.

“I was thinking of Griffin cuddling someone else. It made me feel growly.” I explain, thankful when Griffin squeezes me tighter against him.

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