Page 80 of Slick Handling

I can imagine having sex with every member of the pack.

When did that happen?

“You can also try anything out yourself. There are plenty of toys that we can look at or you can watch videos. Wait! That’s a good idea!”

She’s pulling out her phone and scrolling through things as I shift around beside her.

“I did buy toys at the nest store. And I did use one. I just feel like I don’t want to be with a cold toy when…” There’s four hot men in the house. One being her son.

Joy just gives me a smile.

“Your best bet is to go with Apollo or Vaughn. Apollo is the calmest of the bunch and can read people very well. I know he’s my son and trust me, I don’t need or want any details, but he will do right by you. Vaughn was in a relationship for a long time. I think he will understand things more. McKinley likes you too much. I don’t think he will push you as much as you need because he just wants to please you. And Griffin will push you too much because he will want you both to feel good.”

I know she’s right and yet I still feel a little resentment. All the Alpha’s and the Beta of the pack are perfect the way they are. All of them would be good.

Her eyes scan me and she smiles.

“Okay. This is a video of an Omega being knotted.” She shows me her phone and my cheeks flush.

On the screen an Omega is on her elbows, her breasts pushed against the ground, and her ass higher in the air. The Omega’s knees are spread wide, the shine of slick dripping down the back of them clear on camera. An Alpha is behind her, a thick cock slipping into her. A hand length above his base you can see his knot.

It’s thick and pulsing, teasing her entrance as he grips her hips, pulling her back. A gush of slick slides over it and he pulls her back more, the knot going inside of her.

“They’re locked together now. It will swell a bit more inside of her, but he can still move a little to bring her pleasure throughout it.” Joy explains. “The knots can last a few minutes, like during a heat, or sometimes a half hour, depending on the mood of the Alpha.” She rolls her eyes at this and if she wasn’t Apollo’s mama I might ask her if she had been on a knot for that long.

It doesn’t seem like an appropriate question.

How appropriate is watching porn in a lingerie store dressing room with the Omega mama of your pack lead?

Not that Apollo was my pack lead.

We were just starting to court.

And it wasn’t exclusive.

I wanted some freedom.

“Did you court other packs before you settled down? Or no?” Joy shrugs her shoulders, a noncommittal answer to my question, “I told them I didn’t want to be exclusive.” Her eyes widen and I know that’s not the norm.

For some reason, I really crave Mama Joy’s approval. I don’t know if I just like her as a person or if it’s the fact that she is Apollo’s mama. Something in me feels like I need her to like me though.

She squeezes my hand.

“If you want to see other people that’s normal. I think courting a pack should be taken seriously. If you want a future with them I would give it a chance. If you’re just looking for fun and a heat partner, that’s different.” I know what she is about to say next isn’t going to be good because she looks away from me, “I also think it’s worth thinking about how you would feel if they decided to court you and not be exclusive. How would you feel if they were courting another Omega?”

A snarl comes out and I jut forward as if I’m trying to nip at her.

My hand covers my mouth, a horrified look on my face as Mama Joy just smiles, and squeezes my thigh.

“I think you have your answers.” She stands and claps her hands together, “Now, you have some panties to replace and a credit card that needs to be used. Let’s get to shopping.”

Walking into the arena, our arms are linked as we head to the elevators. Apollo’s fathers had met us at the hotel after we had finished shopping. They had arranged for my purchases to be sent to the pack house and took us to the game.

They also made us drink water because they said champagne wasn’t going to hydrate us.

I liked being around them. Seeing how they treated their Omega made me think about how I wanted to be treated. It gave me hope for a future and a life.

The doors to the elevator open and we walk down a hallway. There are a bunch of sports photographs on the wall. Joy lets me walk slowly to admire them, pointing one out proudly.

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