Page 108 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
Mercy came over to us, makeup and hair done, but not in her suit yet. She sucked in a breath. “Fuck-a-doodle, that’s a beautiful car, Bub. Even if you stole my thunder.”
“Sorry, Squirt. You can find something else to buy her.” Jonas tugged on the end of one of her braids.
“I mean, go big or eat a sandwich.” Mercy opened the car door. “Ooh, look at that interior. Hale’s going to shit a pumpkin.”
The white leather interior was striking.
“Probably two. He isn’t going anywhere near my car. We can take it to the game. Drive up in it like we’re famous or something.” I grinned at her, excited to get behind the wheel of such a gorgeous car.
Mercy laughed. “We should. I’ll wear my hot pink suit. You wear that light pink one and your nice watch and some dangly earrings. Maybe steal a pair of AJ’s oversized sunglasses.”
“Sounds perfect.” Jonas kissed me again. He handed me my crutch and backpack, then grabbed the groceries. “Let’s go upstairs.”
“You need a shower,” Mercy teased as we got in the elevator.
That I did. I looked at Jonas. “I can’t believe you got me a car.”
Or that I took his knot.
“I told you.” He put an arm around my waist. “I’d do anything for you.”
I’d do anything for them.
Anything worth having is worth taking.Understood.
Chapter Thirty
Dean
Water rained down on me in the shower. I sang loudly, soaping myself up well with de-scenting products like I always did before a game. It was my birthday, and I couldn’t wait for tonight’s game.
“Hi, Hot Stuff,” Verity said from the bathroom doorway, interrupting my song and dance.
“Hi. Going to give me a birthday fuck before my game?” I grinned, turning so I could see her through the clear doors of my slate and granite shower. I’d gotten birthday fucks from Grif and Jonas. All I’d gotten from her was a birthday blowjob.
Not that I was complaining.
But there was no such thing as too many birthday fucks, especially since Jonas had stopped cockblocking us.
“Did Jonas rail you too hard yesterday?” I joked, the water cascading over my naked body.
That shirt of his in the laundry reeked of lust and sex from my two favorite alphas and was now in my nest.
Embarrassment tinged her scent.
“Oh, do tell, Little Alpha. Did you christen the backseat?” That would be why the parking garage smelled of alphas and sex when Grif and I came back from our date.
“The hood. We may have gone a little too hard.” She winced, but I got a puff of sweet arousal from her along with her driftwood.
I shut the water off as I got the picture. “Little Alpha, did you take a knot in the pussy for the first time onthe hood of a car?”
No wonder she didn’t want a dick in there. Jonas’ knot was huge, and she was an alpha. What was he thinking? It should be special with candles and soft sheets.
And me watching.
I got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist. “I have just the stuff.”
Rummaging through the cabinet under the sink, I took a green bath fizzy out of the basket and put it on the counter. “This will ease your sore bits later.” I held up a pink tube. “This will make you feel better now, so you’re not all squirmy during the game.”
