Page 157 of Finding the Forward: Part One
Touch me more, Alpha.
“Oh, I did. I... I like you. I enjoyed being with you, and I’d like some more of that,” I confessed. Never had I craved an alpha the way I did him.
Jonas cupped my face with his hand. “I like you, too, Little Alpha. There are lots of ways I’d like to fuck you. I was worried about you being sober enough to consent.”
Oh? Desire flashed through me. That was so very sexy.
“Sounds good to me.” I looked at Dean again, my heart full. “We wore him out.”
“We did. How are you feeling?” He studied me.
“Better. Thanks for taking care of my drunk ass. That was a little embarrassing. Do you have any more hydrogels or water?” I looked around the room.
“Here you go.” Jonas grabbed one off the nightstand.
“Thanks.” I took it and sucked it down, then used the bathroom.
When I came out, he was wearing a T-shirt and threw me one. It smelled like Dean, and I pulled it on.
He went to the bathroom. When he came back, I flashed him a sultry glance.
“Want to take this into another room?” I wanted that cock. Maybe his tongue on my clit.
“Yeah, I would.” He led us out the door and into the next bedroom.
Dean had a corner room, full of light and art supplies, done in warm browns and reds. Jonas’ room was done in light grays and dark blues, the furniture black and matching. At the center was an alpha-sized bed. By the window was a reading nook. It looked comfortable and inviting. The other corner had some sort of bench.
The door closed behind me.
“Sit. I’m glad you’ve sobered up. While I’m sorry you had a shit day, we need to talk,” he told me, expression serious.
“Okay, did I do something wrong?” I sat down on the navy comforter, sinking into the soft bed, my belly flipping.
“You did. Do you know what?” He stood there, amber eyes boring into me.
I gulped. His voice and expression weren’t mean, but I still tensed.
“Is it because I took Dean on a date?” Here I thought I’d done okay by letting him know and sending my location.
“No. That’s not it. You did that part right. Telling me that you had a bit too much to drink and wanted me to get you was perfect, too.” Jonas moved so that he stood in front of me.
“Of course, Alpha Jonas.” I bit my lower lip to keep it from trembling. “What did I do then?”
“You got drunk with Dean, without one of us there for backup. Do you know how unsafe that was?” His voice was low and steady, which terrified me more than yelling.
My heart fell. Shit. I’d fucked up.
“Despite his size, he still needs the protection of an alpha, and you can’t do that while drunk. His safety is important. What if something happened to him due to you being inebriated?” Again, his voice was calm.
“I’m so sorry. I’d never endanger him.” My voice wavered.
“Even though you don’t have much experience as an alpha, protecting your omega should be common sense,” he snapped.
Flinching, I felt three inches tall. Everything he said was true. I should know better.
“We’re professional athletes, Verity. What would’ve happened if he live-streamed something he shouldn’t? Or if your self-discipline failed, and you actually fucked in public and someone saw or it got caught on video? While you’re allowed to have a shitty day, you have tothinkabout the repercussions of your actions,” he told me, gaze intense.
“I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.” I hadn’t even considered those things. Not only had I put Dean in danger, but we could’ve caused a scandal.
