Finding the Forward, Part One (HockeyVerse)

Chapter Twenty-Four

Dean

O ne moment I’d been in search of Grif for some snuggles after getting railed by Jonas. The next moment, Grif was pinning me to the bed and calling me a good omega.

As a nude Verity told him how to suck me off over the phone. While holding a scaley green and purple dragon vibrator.

Yes, please.

I needed her to call me her omega again.

“Dean was such a good omega today, getting a shutout,” she cooed, and I repositioned the phone so I could see her better.

Good omega. Shivers shot through me. I needed to record it. Would it be weird to make that her ringtone?

“First, lick his cock like it’s a dripping ice cream, Tiger.” Verity caressed the toy with her tongue.

My husband took mine in his hands. He ran his tongue from the base to the tip, then licked the slick and pre-cum off, smacking his lips, mimicking her gestures.

“More,” I moaned, pleasure shooting through me. “Please.”

“Oh absolutely, we’ve got to give it more licks.” She swirled her tongue around it, teasing and stroking, as she made cute noises.

Grif did the same to me. He smelled of her, which made me ache. The only thing he wore was the sweatshirt she’d given him. The one he told me I’d steal at my own peril. But that’s okay. I had her wrap that she’d left at the house–and one of the throw pillows from the couch that they’d fucked on.

“You taste delicious, Dean.” She twirled the tip in her mouth.

“Grif,” I cried as Grif did the same.

Slowly, she lowered the vibrator into her mouth and pulled it out, over and over.

Her motions enthralled and enchanted me. Everything she did to the pretty dragon dick, Grif did to me .

Yes, I liked this game a lot.

“Dean really is a good omega, isn’t he?” Grif told Verity, as he tongued the tip of my weeping cock.

“Yes, and he tastes delicious.” She lowered it deep into her throat.

Could she swallow me down like that? My arousal–and Grif’s–flooded the room as I slicked.

A gasp emitted from my lips as Grif took me in his mouth. His head bobbed up and down on my cock, licking and sucking and teasing.

That rhythm. Fuck.

“Can I cum, Alpha, please?” I begged, my eyes closing. If she said no, I might not be able to hold it with how fucking amazing this felt.

I felt Grif nod, though his mouth never left my dick.

“Come when you need to, my good, sweet, perfect omega. Come down my throat and fill my belly with your hot, delicious omega cum,” she panted.

Her dirty talk lit me on fire. I came down Grif’s throat with no need to be told again. Being a male omega, I came a lot. Grif was used to it.

“Oh, you're so pretty when you come,” she sighed. “Grif, you did such a good job, sucking your husband’s cock.”

“Little Alpha, that was an amazing blowjob,” I panted. Yeah, this was so much better than dragging Grif off to the bar so I could get free drinks.

“Oh, it was.” Grif settled me in his arms and stroked my hair.

What did Jonas think? My eyes flicked over to the doorway where my mate stood there, naked, watching us. His hand was around his cock, a hungry look in his eyes.

“Since when did goalies that played shutout games get blowjobs?” I asked her. “Not that I’m complaining.”

“It’s not a thing in hockey? It is in fútbol.” She blinked.

“I’ll take it. What should we do now? Maybe you can tell me how to suck off Grif?” Oooh, would Jonas join in?

Her face fell. “I’m so sorry, but I have to go. Mercy’s almost home.”

“Oh. Well, thank you for the blow job.” Hopefully, I’d get an in-person one soon.

Grif took the phone from me. “That was a lot of fun. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”

“Goodnight. You two were perfect. Snuggle Lucky for me.” She waved.

Grif ended the call and sighed, shoulders slumping. “I wish she was here.”

Me, too.

“What was that?” Jonas’ eyebrows rose as he came in and sat on the bed.

“Oh, hi, Jonas. Just us messing around with Verity.” Grif leaned into him.

“I see. Did you like it?” Jonas looked at me as he put his arms around the both of us. His mossy scent tinged with arousal.

“Oh, I did. Alpha, won’t you join us? As fun as that was, I’d like some more. Perhaps you can rail me while I suck Grif off?” I met my husband’s gaze, which smoldered with need as I grabbed Grif’s hard cock.

A growl filled the room as Jonas pounced. “Always.”