Page 87 of Slick Handling

“Jesus fuck and all the ducks, what porn did she show you? What is your Mama into Apollo?” McKinley spits out and her cheeks burn brighter.

Vaughn sends him a look as he walks over to Clover, dropping to his knees in front of her. His face nuzzling against her smooth stomach and kissing beside her belly button. He’s not going to question what she wants.

“Obviously the right stuff if she wants to see what a good mouth my Beta has.” I stroke his face, guiding our mouths together in a soft kiss, “You said she is ours. So let’s give our Omega what she wants.”

I lean in, kissing him deeply, he fights me for a second before melting into my touch. Mick lets me lead, letting me take over the kiss in a needy melding of our mouths. Our beards scratch against each other and I feel his body pressed against mine. Both our cocks hard, demanding some relief.

A soft whine breaks us apart.

Clover has an arm around Griffin’s neck as he kisses her throat. One of his hands strokes over her bra, his thumb rubbing at her hard nipple. Vaughn’s thumbs are under the sides of her underwear as he licks and kisses her stomach. Both of them trying to not loose complete control over themselves.

Her legs tremble and her hand is locked in Vaughn’s hair. She’s gorgeous in her bliss and I want to share it with them. I want all of us to have her.

“Cherub,” Her blue eyes lift to meet mine, “You didn’t say anything about the date we want to take you on.”

Her eyes narrow and there is something about her being just a little bit of a brat that has me grabbing my cock, stroking it through my pants.

Sweet, innocent Clover. She’s had such a hard day and yet I still want to push her. Make it better by giving her all the physical pleasure that she can handle.

Maybe a little bit more.

She’s so beautiful, but she’d be gorgeous with a puffy pink pussy streaming out her packs cum.

Mick wraps himself around me. Nipping at my skin before kissing my shoulders. His fingers sliding over the button of the dress pants I’m wearing. Tugging down the zipper to get inside, his hand gripping my cock through the briefs and stroking it.

Up and down.

“Of course I’ll go on a date with you all. But,” She licks her lips as we all stop just to look at her, “I think I was wrong. I think that I do want to be exclusive. I may have been a little mad about how you treated me the first week. And Marcus had said…well, I don’t want to talk about Marcus right now. Is this a weird time to talk about stuff? Since we’re about to have sex. I mean…that’s what we’re doing right? This is sex stuff?”

Goddess, she’s socutewhen she babbles.

“We’re not having sex with youyet, Omega.” Vaughn informs her as she pouts. He stands up and looks at me like he’s not sure how he got here.

The room is flooded with her scent and I think we all got caught up in the moment.

Griffin doesn’t seem a bit deterred.

He also thinks exclusively with his cock. His brain is in his ballsack and he needs to do information dumps daily to keep it operating.

“Why don’t we take a shower and then we can get in your nest? We should talk a little bit before we go to sleep.” He surprises me by trying to change directions. “I can make you come on my fingers in the shower if you want or we can do it after we talk in the nest after your shower. Let everyone see how pretty you look when you’re glowing from your orgasm.”

She shivers in his arm and nods her head.

“Option two, please.”

Twenty minutes later, Clover is crawling into her nest. She’s wearing Griffin’s shirt and just a pair of panties as she lays between Vaughn and McKinley. I’m beside Mick, my hand reaching out to rest on her stomach.

The sound Griffin makes when he sees where everyone is makes me smirk. He doesn’t care because a second later he crawls to lay between her legs, his head resting on her stomach.

“Can I tell them about the jewels?” She makes a sound as Griffin looks at her and he smirks, “Turns out our little Omega likes to bedazzle her pretty pussy. Right now her sweet little pussy has a cute little butterfly in blues that look suspiciously like the University hockey colors.” Griffin brags.

Of course he gets to see her naked. It fits.

“Can you tell us about who was with Marcus?” I ask her, getting a pinch from Mick.

Jesus.

Why is he so vicious?

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