Page 109 of Slick Handling

So nice.

This is the best.

Vaughn’s scent hits me and I feel a hand stroking my thigh that is thrown over Griffin’s. He must be behind the other Alpha. Having him close like this is so nice.

Still wish Apollo was here.

“I like when you get jealous over me.” Griffin is smiling. My eyes are closed and I already can tell that he is giddy over the attention that I am giving him.

Good.

I’ll give him all the attention.

My hips try to do circles, wanting some relief. Griffin squeezes me against him to stop my movements.

“Just cuddles tonight, okay? I need you to stay close to me and let me just breathe you in. Tomorrow we can talk about doing more. Tonight is just about comfort and touch like this. Okay?”

Notokay.

I would like more.

Maybe if I say please?

“Please?”

“No, lucky Clover. Let me just hold you. Come breathe me in. Does it feel nice now that Vaughn pulled the blankets over us? Is Mick warm against your back? Do you feel all of us here for you? How much we care about you? How we love being here with you?” Griffin nuzzles me again and I can’t help sighing out in pleasure.

This is perfect.

This does feel good.

I do feel cared for.

“Is this what it’s like being pack?” I ask.

“This is what it’s like being with our pack, cherry girl. This is what we are like. This is how we want to give to you.” Vaughn explains, his fingers stroking up and down my leg in the most soothing of caresses.

Being in this pack could be what I’ve always wanted. Feeling cared for and safe. It’s everything that I’ve always wanted to have.

Now, I’m getting it all.

A yawn comes out from my lips and I can’t stop myself from squeezing my eyes closed. Letting the warmth and soft touches of my pack wash over me.

I’m safe. I’m cared for. I’m ready to sleep.

It’s so hot and heavy in my nest. I feel like I’ve been buried alive. In a good way.

Poking my head out from a muscled bicep that I recognize as Griffin’s, I Army crawl from my nest to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, after a quick shower; my skin felt sticky from sweat that I wasn’t entirely sure was all mine. I’m flicking through my phone to see what I missed last night.

The pre-heat spike had me still feeling a bit hazy, but I was more of myself this morning. Mama Joy said in moments like this I should try to eat and hydrate. So I make my way downstairs to the kitchen, opening the fridge.

There are several tumblers of water that are already filled. I don’t know why Alpha’s feel the need to tell Omega’s to hydrate, but I do appreciate all the pretty cups that they have bought for me.

Taking one out, I start making toast with jam.

My fingers go to the text thread with just Apollo. Smiling when I see that someone texted him last night from my phone saying that I missed him.

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