Page 100 of Finding the Forward: Part One
“Alpha, don’t stop, please.” Dean moaned, partially propped up on pillows.
“Never tasted slick, Kitten?” Taking my hand, I brushed his balls, then squeezed the length of Dean’s cock how he liked.
He moaned and slicked as Verity watched, breathless.
Gathering it with my fingers, I put two in her mouth. “Itissweet.”
Turning on her side, she palmed him with one hand. She sucked my fingers, teasing and licking them like she did my cock. A hint of Jonas’ arousal filled the room.
“Alpha,” Dean moaned.
I cupped her ass cheek with my hand, giving it a sweet squeeze. “We should stop teasing him. Besides, I want to see how wet your pussy is for me.”
Giving me a playful look, she waggled her ass in the air, taking Dean’s cock in both hands. She nibbled and teased his hard length, swirling her tongue around it.
Dean moaned under her ministrations as I peeled off Verity’s pretty lace thong, tossing it off the bed. I ran my fingers through her folds, gathering her wetness as I spread her legs.
“Oh, look at you, so wet for us. Dean, want a taste?” I crawled over to him,
“Yes, please. Oh, Alpha, that feels so good.” Dean’s eyes closed. Verity’s hand cupped his balls, the other slowly guided his cock into her mouth.
Taking my glistening fingers, I put them in Dean’s mouth. He moaned again as he sucked her essence off of them.
“You taste so good,” Dean sighed.
Verity bobbed up and down on his cock, taking it with ferocity. Perhaps her statement about taking her frustrations out on his dick was literal.
I feasted on her pretty pussy, hearing her muffled mews and squeaks. My tongue teased her clit, making release tremble through her. A sweet little sigh echoed through the room as she continued to suck Dean down.
“Grif, I want you inside me,” she gasped, going back down on him.
Don’t have to ask me twice.
“As you wish. Lock me when it’s time, Kitten.” Lining myself up with her wet pussy, I plunged inside her. Her pussy sucked me right in, her muscles fluttering around me. What a welcome.
She moaned again, arching her back as I began to thrust, trying to mimic her movements on his cock. One of my hands massaged her clit, the other supported her hip.
Dean’s hands tangled in her hair, the look on his face pure bliss. Jonas seemed content, watching us from the chair, hand around his cock.
This was beautiful and perfect. I wanted this always.
Hopefully, AJ would fit right into this, too.
Chapter Thirty-One
Dean
As I laid on the bed, propped on pillows, I wanted to pinch myself to see if this was real. Verity’s mouth enveloped my cock, squeezing it tightly, making me pant and writhe in pleasure.
Never had being with a woman been like this. Fuck.
Jonas and Grif gave excellent blowjobs. But she was doing something to my dick as she squeezed the life out of it with her mouth.
Something different.
It was as if she was prolonging my pleasure while giving it to me–and it differed totally from Jonas edging me.
Was it a lady alpha thing? Or a Verity thing? Whatever it was, I loved it.
