Page 165 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
A cute little growl ripped from Verity’s lips. “Mine.”
Leaning forward, she pushed us backward to the bed, me still inside her, my hand around her throat.
Her teeth sank into my pec, marking me back.
“Yes, take me, Princess. Show everyone that I’m yours,” I praised. My hand released her throat and wrapped around her bun, keeping her face in my pec. She needed to wear her hair like this more when we fucked.
“Alphas. That was intense.” Grif sighed, covering the both of us with his body.
Verity rested her head on my chest. “I love you both so much.”
“I love you, Boo-Boo.” Kissing his lips, I ran my thumb down his cheekbone. “You, too, Princess.” I kissed her, giving her bun a tweak.
They were both mine.
As their pleasure, their love, coursed through our bonds, I knew I was also theirs. Utterly. Totally. Completely.
Chapter Fifty
Jonas
“I… I want Grif,” Dean whined again as I took him against the wall of the shower, warm water raining down on us.
“I know, soon, Love, soon,” I soothed as I kissed him.
He’d been asking for Grif since the drive here–and had been nearly inconsolable when AJ wouldn’t let us in the nest.
Ridiculous.
AJ had a hangup about not wanting anyone to see him with Grif. But Dean and Grif had never gone into heat at the same time before. They’d bonded, so it was to be expected. Also, Dean was used to Grif being with us the entirety of his heat.
“Knot, I need your knot. It hurts.” Dean keened like I hadn’t given him a half dozen knots since he’d woken up.
“I know, Love. Let me make it better.” I thrust my knot all the way into his feverish body, and he sighed contentedly as I came inside him. Hopefully, this quelled the cramps for now.
Locked together, I soaped him down, body and hair, then did the best I could for myself. My knot deflated enough to slip out, and I rinsed us off. Helping him out of the shower, I wrapped a towel around him, peppering him with kisses.
“You’re such a good omega,” I told him, as we left the bathroom.
“I want my nest.” He pouted at the bed in the center of the room.
I’d tried my best to drape sheets over the large, wooden four poster to help make it as cozy as I could with what we had.
Like the other rooms in the cabin Dean had inherited, it was simple, with wood floors, wood walls, a gas fireplace, and wooden furniture. It was cozy. Comfortable. Rustic.
But it wasn’t the nest.
“I know. Drink this and try to eat your sandwich, then we’ll find Verity.” I shoved a sandwich from the mini-fridge in his hand, then stuffed one in my mouth.
“She’s awake? Okay.” Dean ate the sandwich in record time and drank most of the sports drink.
Verity had been fucking Grif and AJ for a while. I’d felt AJ bite her through our bond. The alarm on my phone went off.
Time’s up.
I downed a sports drink, then grabbed a bag that had some sports drinks, hydrogels, and protein bars, along with the first aid kit.
“Do you want anything from here? Pillows? Blankets?” I shut off the fireplace and grabbed the other bag of nesting materials. I’d sent the first with Verity.
