Page 150 of Finding the Forward: Part One
“I’d love it if she had relationships with all of you,” Grif admitted.
Good.
“See you at home.” I grabbed my stuff and slammed my locker shut so hard the bank of lockers rattled. Throwing Grif my keys, I stalked off as I ordered a car to take me to their location.
I texted AJ.
Me
I’ll handle it.
Those fucking brats. Dean had better mean that text about Verity wanting to be spanked.
Grif
The only thing Dean posted in his socials was his pedicure. Keep it?
I clicked on the link. The caption readmani-pedis with my favorite little alpha. Go Knights.Her dainty golden feet entwined with his, her toes dark pink with little flowers, and his black and silver.
While in some ways it announced they were together, it’s not like it was a secret. If anything, it was a cute picture.
Me
Keep it. If it brings the feet people that’s his problem.
Relief flooded me. He could’ve gone live or some other dumb-ass shit. We didn’t need Dean to increase Coach’s wrath.
Verity and Dean sat next to me in the hired car. Giggling and laughing, they passed a bag of gummy candy back and forth.She was drunk, but Dean was only slightly tipsy. Verity put out pheromones something fierce as she fed Dean gummy bears, then kissed him, biting half off from his lips.
Part of me wanted her to offer me one, too.
The earlier anger I’d had faded to annoyance. While I was on my way there, both of them texted asking me to come to them. As they should.
Both still would have to answer for breaking what should be basic common sense safety rules. Dean might be large, but he was still an omega. We still had to protect him in public. She couldn’t do that while drunk.
There were other things to attend to first. Like the fact that both were needy and wanting. They made my dick ache to be set free. I rolled down the windows before any car sex happened. Or we set the driver off.
“Would you like one, Alpha Jonas?” Verity took a red gummy bear then placed it between her lips, leaning over Dean.
Yes, please.
Dean took it from her mouth first, then laughed. What a little shit.
“Dean.” She gave him a play smack. “Not nice. We have to be good sharers.”
Verity took a green one and tried again. My lips met hers, as I bit the gummy bear in half. The sweetness exploded across my tongue as her lips danced over mine. She practically sat in Dean’s lap and belted in, which couldn’t be comfortable. Her mouth explored mine hungrily as Dean’s lips grazed my neck. A hand snaked under my shirt as my arousal bubbled to the surface.
I’d yet to have my little alpha. I ached to smack her ass. Fill her. Fuck her to sleep. Sleepily fuck her awake.
“I enjoy kissing you.” Verity giggled. “I want more.”
“You want more than kisses,” Dean teased.
“I do.” She kissed me again.
My hands tangled in her hair. “I like kissing you, too.”
They kept kissing me, stroking me, teasing me. Dean’s mouth would catch mine as soon as she took a breath, then she’d take my lips back. A hand reached for my crotch, and I slapped it away, not even looking to see who it was, my control at a boiling point.
