Page 160 of Finding the Forward: Part One
“Mmmm, is this my reward?” My pussy wanted dick, but this was nice.
“No, this is me taking care of you. This part is important.” His fingers dug into my flesh, releasing the tension. “I appreciate your trust. Like I said before, I’m expecting a lot from you. However, they're my life, my family.” He pressed his hands into my back and leaned in.
“That feels good. Why didn’t you let Dean in when he asked to join us?”
“Me punishing you is alpha business. Not every part of you is for everyone to see. They don’t need to see that,” he replied, his hands moving to the other side of my back.
Wow, that was profound.
“Thank you. I’m glad for that.” Knowing they didn’t have to see me atone for my fuckups made me feel a lot better.
“Grif and Dean love you just the way you are. To them, you're alpha enough. I want to make a safe place for you, where you can learn and grow as an alpha, since you never have had the chance to. A place where you know you won’t be judged,” he told me. “I push you, but it’s because I know it’s in there. Wanting you to bethe best alpha you can be doesn’t mean you’re not enough. Who doesn’t want to be their best self?”
Again, very profound–and telling. I loved how he wanted me to be a good alpha as much as I did.
Him saying I was alpha enough also settled something in my soul.
He continued, “I can’t wait to find out what parts of you are only for me. While I love them, sometimes I’ll want you all to myself.”
“Sometimes I might want you to myself, too,” I admitted. He was right. As alphas, if an omega was in the mix, they automatically got our focus because of biology.
“Kitten?” Grif’s called from the other side of the door with a soft rap. “Are you okay in there?”
Grif. I tensed.
“Easy, Little Alpha. He’s simply checking in,” Jonas whispered.
“I’m okay, Tiger,” I replied, groaning again as Jonas’ magic hands hit another good spot. “I... I’ll be out soon.”
“If you’re okay, take your time,” Grif told me.
“She’s okay, Grif. Promise,” Jonas added, continuing to massage my back.
“Good. I’m going to make Dean some food. When you’re ready, I’ll make some for you.”
“I’d like that, thank you.” My mind reeled. What just happened?
“Hey, it’s okay,” Jonas soothed. “This is what life is like in our pack, someone making you food while you finish fucking. We’re going to take our time.Dean will survive with only his husband’s attention for a bit.”
We fell into a soothing silence as he rubbed my legs and arms.
Finally, his hands glided up and down my back. “How’s that?”
“That was a very good massage,” I sighed, though my ass stung.
His hands rubbed my ass again, but what he applied felt different, cool and tingly. “This is going to numb the pain for a bit. It will wear off. You're not to put anything like this on it. Understood?”
“Yes, Alpha Jonas.” Too bad. I had stuff like this at home for sore muscles.
“Good girl.” He scooped me up and brought me into his bed, pulling the covers over us, and tucking me into him so I was on my side, not my ass. Jonas started to purr, the warmth and reassurance flooding me.
Mmmm, I enjoyed snuggling him quite a bit.
“Are you okay, Sweetheart?” he asked, stroking my hair. “I’m sorry if that was a lot.”
Sweetheart. I liked that one, too.
“I’m okay. Protecting them is important, and I’m sorry I fucked up.” Disappointing him killed me inside.
