Finding the Forward, Part One (HockeyVerse)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Grif

T he bus burst with energy as we traveled from the arena to the hotel. Not only had we won against the Tornados, but it had been a shutout, thanks to my hot husband.

I scrolled through my phone. It looked like the sellers were going to accept my offer on the house. Sadly, the couple was moving out to live with one of their children. However, they remembered those nice boys from down the street and were excited I was buying it.

Verity sent me a picture of her wearing a Knights sweatshirt. Mercy had some things to do tonight, so Verity had gone to a bar near campus to watch the game with some of her fellow students.

Shit, she looked nice in my team colors. What would she look like in my jersey?

Verity

Amazing game. Home alone. If you get bored, call me.

Me

I will.

I’d much rather video chat with her than go out. All around me, my teammates planned post-game festivities. Carlos was trying to get everyone to go ride a mechanical bull. Though several players, mostly the ladies, had other plans. They often did things together.

Chet

Great game. Keep it up.

My agent was happy with my playing? Amazing.

AJ had called several times. Worry burrowed inside me. Also, the pictures of goats in pajamas and baby cows in sweaters made me so curious. He’d said something about it when we’d talked before the game, but I had no idea what was actually happening there.

“Is everything okay, Pepperjack?” I called him back, belly twisting. We weren’t going home tonight since we had another away game.

“She sent cows to my fucking office. Did you know she was doing that?” AJ sounded more frustrated than mad.

The pictures. Oh! I laughed. “She sent cows to your work? Shit, man, that’s–”

“Not just cows. Baby mini cows in sweaters. Also, goats and bunnies. Outrageous.”

“You did tell her she owed you cows,” I replied, trying to stifle my chuckle. Iconic.

“This still doesn’t make me like her,” he grumped. “It’s a good thing my sister had space for everything.”

“Okay. I’ll have her try harder. Making things right is important to her. Do you like cake pops?” I teased. Actually, he’d devoured one she’d made, but hadn’t known she’d baked them.

“Grif.” Sheer frustration filled his voice.

“Sorry. I want you two to like each other. Look, she thought the cows had been sent, and it tore her up that they hadn’t,” I explained as I made the picture of the bunny shitting on his desk my lock screen photo.

He sighed. “Whatever. Um, that was a good game.”

“Thanks,” I told him. We talked a little longer.

“I miss you. Good night,” he told me.

“Good night. I miss you, too. Next time you tell someone they owe you cows, please specify that they shouldn’t go to your workplace.” I ended the call, laughing, not able to resist teasing him. Some of my teammates looked at me.

Carlos started laughing. “Who got cows at work?”

“My packmate,” I chuckled.

Dean looked at me from his place with Jonas across the aisle, where they were snuggling. “Verity sent cows to AJ’s office? Was that what he was ranting about?”

“Yep. Mini cows in sweaters.” I showed him the photo, snorting with laughter.

“Oh, yeah, he was complaining about that earlier. He did tell her she owed him cows, so I don’t know why that surprised him. I appreciate her taking care of this so quickly.” Jonas shrugged.

That was my Kitten. Cows in his office. I chuckled again.

When we arrived at the hotel, Jonas hauled Dean off to his room. I went to mine, which, as usual, adjoined theirs. Dean would sleep where he wanted. Sometimes we’d sleep in the same room.

If only AJ was here. We could all be together–and I could hear more about cows being delivered to his office.

I unlocked the adjoining and took a long, hot shower. Afterwards, I pulled on sweats and a NYIT sweatshirt. She’d given it to me yesterday, drenched in her scent.

The team group chat was buzzing, and I had several texts inviting me to go out.

Me

I’m going to call it an early night.

Carlos

Fine. But I’m taking Lucky.

I’m getting him drunk and posting pictures of him riding the mechanical bull on my socials.

Me

Go for it. He sleeps in your room though.

Yeah, Lucky could go have all the adventures without me. Dean and Jonas hadn’t answered, but I could hear them in the other room, celebrating his shutout. While I knew I was free to join in, I wasn’t feeling it tonight.

Verity

Call you in a moment.

Getting cozy in bed, I answered the video call as soon as it rang.

“Hi there, Tiger.” Verity was in her bed, phone propped on her nightstand. She might be naked. There was a low buzzing noise.

“Hi Kitten. What are you doing?” I couldn’t see her hands–or anything other than her face, shoulders, and a hint of top boob. The fairy lights gave her golden skin an already ethereal glow, her dark hair spread out around her.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Her eyes closed and she sighed, back arching.

“Oh, I would. Tell me, are you wet?” I pushed my sweats off so I only wore her sweatshirt.

Holding my phone in one hand, I fisted my hard cock with the other, groaning. What sort of toy did my sweet alpha have in her pussy?

“Very,” she moaned, writhing a little on the bed. “Are you hard for me, Tiger?”

I positioned the phone so she could see my aching dick, pre-cum beading on the tip. “This is all for you, Kitten. What am I doing with it? Tell me?”

“Mmmm.” Her pink tongue darted over her lower lip.

The phone angle changed. Yeah, she was most definitely naked under those pale blue sheets of hers. One hand caressed her breast, her thumb brushing back and forth across her nipple. Today her nails were painted a pearly sage green.

“Am I licking that beautiful breast? What are my hands doing? What about my dick?” I pumped my cock.

“Oh, your cock is inside me. It’s so pretty, too. It’s all pink and blue and sparkly and swirly.” She hummed, look dreamy, as that low buzz continued.

“Well, maybe you should put my cock in your mouth,” I told her, wishing I was spearing her warm, wet pussy.

She hummed again. “I suppose.”

A large buzzing vibrator came into view in a swirl of pink, blue, and sparkly white. It was twisted, like I’d imagine a unicorn horn being, only no pointy end. It glistened with either lube or her own juices. Slowly, she drew it up her naked torso, then put it between her breasts, as if I was fucking them. Her other hand held a small tube and squirted liquid between breasts as the vibrator pumped. Tossing it to the side, that free hand rubbed the lube over her skin.

“Grif, that’s it. Fuck my tits, then come all over my face. Your little cum-dumpster wants a face full of cum for dessert.” Her fingers lingered over her breasts, her nipples, as she moaned.

Fuck, I loved it when she talked like that. I pinched my cock tight to keep from coming so I could enjoy this game a little longer.

Her body undulated as her eyes went half lidded. “That feels so good, Tiger.”

Her face approached what I’d thought of as her o-face . Verity’s shoulders jerked back as she exhaled sharply, body shuddering.

“Yes, yes, yes,” Withdrawing the vibrator from her breasts, she pressed the base, and something spewed all over her face and chest. Body still gyrating, she licked whatever was in the vibrator off her lips.

“Tiger, you fucked my tits so good,” she sighed. “Now, what was that about tasting you?” Taking the vibrator to her lips, she ran her tongue around it.

Oh, I wasn’t going to last.

“I’m going to come, Kitten. Put that in so I can fill your pretty little mouth with my cum,” I instructed, as I continued to stroke my cock.

Closing her eyes, she slowly slid the unicorn vibrator into her mouth, moaning and sucking.

“That’s it. You look so beautiful when you take me. I’m about to come; are you ready? Take it deep so you don’t spill a drop. Oh Kitten, you take me so good,” I panted as she lowered it deeper and deeper. No longer able to wait, I came.

She hummed as she languidly withdrew the vibrator from her mouth.

Fucking shit, that was fun. I cleaned myself up with a tissue from the nightstand.

“I’m next, Gumdrop. Hi, Little Alpha.” A naked Dean climbed onto the bed and snuggled into me.

My arm draped over him. Dean reeked of sex and alpha. My dick sprang to attention in an instant, wanting more.

“Hi, Dean. You got a shutout game. Goalies who have shutout games get blow jobs.” Verity still held the unicorn vibrator in her hand.

Did they now? I’d never heard that one before. Drink for free? Yes, but not that.

“Oh, yes, please,” Dean sighed, taking my phone. “You going to show me on that cotton candy cock how you suck me good? Also, there’s stuff on your face.”

She giggled, then used a tissue to clean off her face. “Yes, Grif fucked my tits, then came all over me.”

I adored it when she got like this, all carefree and sassy.

“Do you want this one? Or the dragon one? I also have a tentacle one, but that would require getting out of bed.” She held up a green and purple one with scales. It was fatter than the other one, though not quite as long.

“The dragon one, please.” Lust danced in Dean’s eyes as he crawled into my lap.

“Do you think your hot husband will fuck you while I suck your dick? Or should he suck you for me?” she asked, running her tongue along the length of the toy.

“Oh, yes, please, Alpha. I want my husband to suck my dick for you,” Dean moaned, laying back on the bed, holding the phone up so she could see his hard cock.

Him calling her alpha did it for me.

“What do you say, Tiger? Should we show our omega how good he was out there? Not letting a single puck through?” She ran the dragon dick vibrator over her lips, then tongued the tip.

Our omega? Mmmm. I liked that a lot.

“Yes, Kitten.” I straddled Dean, my omega, my love, my husband, pinning him to the bed, well aware she got a face full of my ass.

Dean moaned in pleasure.

I turned to look at the phone. “So, how should I suck this good omega off?”