Page 168 of Finding the Forward: Part Two
“Ow.” She whimpered again. Verity laid on the couch as Jonas did something to her shoulder.
“Sorry, Sweet Girl. You tore your stitches and I have to clean it and seal it up.” Jonas dabbed her shoulder with something–the first aid kit at his side.
I came over and kissed her.
“Hi, Dean.” She smiled at me and it warmed my heart.
Bag in hand, I returned to the nest. Dumping the bag out, we got the nest sorted, getting everything perfect.
Almost.
Something beeped. Again. It kept going off and was fucking annoying. I snarled and got out of the nest, looking for the offending beep.
Jonas picked up his phone, and the awful noise stopped. He helped Verity sit up as he handed her a water bottle and some pills.
“That was rough. Why don’t I carry you down to my bedroom so you can rest for a bit?” He stroked her hair as she swallowed the pills.
“Stay.” My cock twitched. I had something she could swallow. Oh, I did like her lips around my cock. The only problem was that she couldn’t tell me what a good omega I was when her mouth was full.
“I’ll stay.” Her hand reached out. I took it and she squeezed it.
Going back to the nest, I rearranged things again. My little alpha needed a nice place to rest and I piled up pillows for her comfort.
Grif gave me the side-eye at my remodeling. “I just finished that.”
I nodded toward the couch as I re-positioned another pillow. “It’s for her, so she can be comfortable.”
“Oh, okay.” He slipped out of the nest.
Closing my eyes, I took a deep sniff. Almost right. Then the scent of driftwood and love, mixed with Grif’s rainy scent, tickled my nose.
When I opened my eyes, I saw Grif tucking her into the nest. Yes. That’s exactly what we needed. I helped him get her all nice and cozy.
“How’s that?” Grif beamed.
“Perfect.” She pulled him to her for a kiss. “You, too.” Verity grabbed my head and kissed me. “Thank you both for tucking me into your beautiful nest.”
Mmmm, this was nice. I snuggled into her, grabbing Grif’s hand so he was close. Closing my eyes, I drifted off, safe, warm, and satisfied.
Cramps shot through me, waking me. A whine slipped from my lips.So hot.
“What do you need, Hot Stuff?” Verity whispered, stroking my hair. “You’re all feverish. Want to ride me?”
Fuck yeah.
Throwing off the blankets, I straddled my little alpha. I sighed happily as I sank into her softness, my hands cupping her lovely boobies.
Mine. My alpha was mine. Her boobies were mine.
My lips smashed to hers. Her lips were mine.
I rode her, moving up and down on her, pleasure filling me. Mine. Mine. All mine.
“Such a good omega. So, so good.” Her mouth roamed my body as she moaned.
Ooh, right there.I liked it when she nibbled on me, leaving beautiful marks, showing everyone that I was hers.
Another mouth trailed over my skin as want flared inside me. Grif’s hands cupped my hips as he drove himself inside me.
