Page 9 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
I bit my lower lip. “Can we let Grif know that he can join us if he comes home? I…I…”
“You want Grif.” Dean leaned into me. “Me too.”
We got in Jonas’ SUV and drove back to their place. I texted Mercy to let her know I’d be back in time to go to the arena with her. At least I’d already packed since we were leaving for their away game stint from tonight’s home game.
As we walked into their place, Dean took my coat, hung it in the closet. Jonas put my backpack and crutch on the sectional couch, which looked like it had gotten even more throw pillows since the last time I’d been here. All the holiday decor was gone except a single string of lights by Grif’s gorgeous, full-sized piano.
I took off my shoes and Jonas put them on the little rack by the door, along with his and Dean’s.
“You deserve to be with us. Youbelongwith us. None of this was your fault.” Jonas picked me up and carried me down the hall to his room. The room, which was done in grays and dark blues, smelled of him, Dean, and lavender oil.
Gently, Jonas removed my clothes, his moss scent flaring with desire.
I gulped as he unhooked my pink lace bra. “I still triggered something with Grif.”
And angered whoever didn’t think I should be with Grif enough todeface my greenhouse.
“Not your fault, Sweet Girl. Grif’s a good man and he loves you.” Jonas’ hands stroked my naked torso as he unbuttoned my slacks and peeled them off my body.
“I love all of you, too,” I admitted as Jonas took off my pink panties.
“You do?” Dean came in, stark naked, and closed the door but left it open a crack. I loved the little trail of strawberry blond hair on his lower stomach.
I nodded. There was abiteon his pec. A fresh-looking one right next to the infinity heart tattoo he had that matched Grif. Huh. While not all bites were bond marks, this made me wonder. Grif had been waiting for Dean to bite him until they got the pack contract, too.
Gammascouldbond people the way omegas did.
“Dean?” I didn’t touch it, but I looked at it.
“Grif was upset, and we got a little carried away in the locker room.” He shrugged.
From the undertones in his scent, I knew there was more. But I wouldn’t push.
I had a feeling I knew exactly what happened.
“I’m happy you were able to comfort him.” I gave Dean a kiss.
Jonas picked me up and tossed me on the bed. The comforter was softer this time as I sank into it. Like last time, it was neat and orderly, yet inviting.
Like last time, the spanking bench sat in the corner and parts of me grew wet remembering what had happened.
“Dean, eat her pussy,” Jonas directed as he took off his shirt, revealing all his delicious muscles and tattoos.
“I’ve never actually eaten a pussy. What do I do? Lick it?” A naked Dean climbed on the bed and got between my legs, his omega perfume coming out.
Aww, I was his first? Adorable.
Jonas shucked off his sweats and boxer briefs and joined him. “Lick it. Suck it. Write how much you love her with your tongue on it.” His pierced tongue flickered out as he pushed down Dean’s head. “There.”
Dean’s mouth caressed my clit and my body bucked.
“Right there,” I gasped. “Yes!”
“Putting fingers in there is good, too.” Jonas grabbed Dean’s hand and showed him what to do.
“Oh, this I understand. It’s like what you do to me, but a different hole,” Dean said between licks of my clit as his fingers slid in and out of me.
“Exactly. I’m going to get that hole ready.” Jonas scooted over to the nightstand and got out the lube. “I think our little alpha needs a nice thick knot in her ass while you take her pussy, so she feels all better after her shitty day. Would my sweet girl like that?”
