Finding the Forward, Part One (HockeyVerse)

Chapter Forty-Five

Jonas

I sprinted across the ice, touched the line, and sprinted back, the team doing the same thing around me. Carlos had been out with his ex and gotten arrested. Dimitri bailed him out.

And here we were.

Sweat dripped down my back, but I didn't stop even though my calves burned. Some of the older players seemed to be holding on with sheer will. The rookies looked ready to puke.

Finally, Coach Atkins blew his whistle. “Okay, that’s enough.”

I stopped, relief coating me as I wiped the sweat off my forehead with my hand.

“About fucking time. Fucking Carlos should know fucking better,” Elias grumbled.

People were going to do things to Carlos’ shit. Maybe he shouldn’t have come to practice this morning. But kappas weren’t known for their common sense.

“While the PHL puts up with a lot of antics, getting arrested is not okay. Everyone hit the showers. Well, everyone but Carlos,” Coach Atkins told us.

Dean wasn’t in the stands waiting for us. I didn’t see him with Ladybug and JP in the small rink doing goalie shit. Guess they got out of punishment? Not fair. Also not my call.

“He’s probably upstairs,” Grif replied, looking exhausted. “I feel sick.”

In the locker room, I took a quick shower, then checked my phone as I dressed, which had blown up. The top one was AJ, with a missed call.

AJ

Should I get their drunk asses or do you want to handle this?

Fuck. I scrolled through the texts and pictures. Dean and Verity were out drinking at a very pink spa. Judging from the graphic text from Dean about everything he wanted me to do to Verity in bed, he was tipsy. She seemed drunk. Though she’d sent me their location.

Silly pictures had flooded the group chat.

Anger, not amusement, swirled within me. It was one thing for Verity to take Dean out alone. It was another for the both of them to get drunk together, without one of us there to ensure that nothing bad happened.

While I trusted her, she couldn’t protect them both in public, especially while intoxicated.

A video popped up. I played it and got a dark screen with moaning. The screen went light, and Verity leaned into Dean’s thigh with her elbow as he told her to go harder. They erupted into giggles and it ended.

Were they shitting me? The fucking balls on those two.

“Um, Jonas, I’m pretty sure Verity and Dean are out day drinking,” Grif said, in a towel, playing a phone message of them slurring their words as they told him how much they loved him.

“I got a fake sex tape.” I slammed my locker shut. “It’s fucking irresponsible for her to get drunk when out alone with him.” Not to mention, Dean knew better.

“Knowing her, it wasn’t intentional. She had a bad day. Something got messed up with her research. They’re at a spa, not the bar. We’re going to get their drunk asses? I’ll cancel with the physio and go with you,” Grif said.

“I’m head alpha. Let me handle it,” I grumbled, shaking my head. “You should go to the physio. Take my car home. I’ll get a car there and then go back to our place. I will punish both of them for this. Because this is reckless. Both regarding safety and the press. Check his socials and delete anything stupid.”

At least Verity didn’t have socials. This could’ve been a disaster.

“You’re going to punish Verity? I know they’re being a little reckless, but that seems harsh.” Grif frowned as he got dressed.

“She’s practically one of us. You break the rules, you get punished. Don’t worry, I’ll save enough of her for you.” That little ass needed spanked.

“Verity doesn’t know how to fight. She’s not AJ. Be gentle with her.” Grif stood there with a completely earnest look on his face.

“Damn right, she’s not. You know Dean’s going to fuck her if he hasn’t already,” I told him. They better not have fucked without me.

“I’d love it if she had relationships with all of you,” Grif admitted.

Good.

“See you at home.” I grabbed my stuff and slammed my locker shut so hard the bank of lockers rattled. Throwing Grif my keys, I stalked off as I ordered a car to take me to their location.

I texted AJ.

Me

I’ll handle it.

Those fucking brats. Dean had better mean that text about Verity wanting to be spanked.

Grif

The only thing Dean posted in his socials was his pedicure. Keep it?

I clicked on the link. The caption read mani-pedis with my favorite little alpha. Go Knights. Her dainty golden feet entwined with his, her toes dark pink with little flowers, and his black and silver.

While in some ways it announced they were together, it’s not like it was a secret. If anything, it was a cute picture.

Me

Keep it. If it brings the feet people that’s his problem.

Relief flooded me. He could’ve gone live or some other dumb-ass shit. We didn’t need Dean to increase Coach’s wrath.

Verity and Dean sat next to me in the hired car. Giggling and laughing, they passed a bag of gummy candy back and forth. She was drunk, but Dean was only slightly tipsy. Verity put out pheromones something fierce as she fed Dean gummy bears, then kissed him, biting half off from his lips.

Part of me wanted her to offer me one, too.

The earlier anger I’d had faded to annoyance. While I was on my way there, both of them texted asking me to come to them. As they should.

Both still would have to answer for breaking what should be basic common sense safety rules. Dean might be large, but he was still an omega. We still had to protect him in public. She couldn’t do that while drunk.

There were other things to attend to first. Like the fact that both were needy and wanting. They made my dick ache to be set free. I rolled down the windows before any car sex happened. Or we set the driver off.

“Would you like one, Alpha Jonas?” Verity took a red gummy bear then placed it between her lips, leaning over Dean.

Yes, please.

Dean took it from her mouth first, then laughed. What a little shit.

“Dean.” She gave him a play smack. “Not nice. We have to be good sharers.”

Verity took a green one and tried again. My lips met hers, as I bit the gummy bear in half. The sweetness exploded across my tongue as her lips danced over mine. She practically sat in Dean’s lap and belted in, which couldn’t be comfortable. Her mouth explored mine hungrily as Dean’s lips grazed my neck. A hand snaked under my shirt as my arousal bubbled to the surface.

I’d yet to have my little alpha. I ached to smack her ass. Fill her. Fuck her to sleep. Sleepily fuck her awake.

“I enjoy kissing you.” Verity giggled. “I want more.”

“You want more than kisses,” Dean teased.

“I do.” She kissed me again.

My hands tangled in her hair. “I like kissing you, too.”

They kept kissing me, stroking me, teasing me. Dean’s mouth would catch mine as soon as she took a breath, then she’d take my lips back. A hand reached for my crotch, and I slapped it away, not even looking to see who it was, my control at a boiling point.

“Not yet,” I growled. Soon.

Because she was drunk, I worried about consent. Also, while I knew exactly what I’d like to do to her, I didn’t know how much she’d want Dean to see. I was sure that like Grif, there were parts of her that weren’t for everyone. While I’d make sure they were satisfied, I might have to wait to discover what was only for me.

“Alpha,” Dean whined, nuzzling my neck at the spot by my collarbone where he liked to bite me.

My hand stroked the back of his neck, soothing my worked-up omega. “Soon, Love. As soon as we get home. I’ll fuck you good.”

“Please, Alpha. Verity wouldn’t fuck me without you,” he whined between kisses, perfume flooding the car.

Yeah, I’d get billed a de-scenting fee for this trip. At least I’d ordered an SUV with a partition.

“As she should. That’s my girl.” I gave her hair a stroke, so she’d know how much I appreciated her obeying that rule, despite being drunk and Dean’s insistence.

It was more that I wanted to know that she’d obey my rule than that I actually needed the rule obeyed. But I’d keep it for now.

I’d also gotten a text from Charlie who I asked to do damage control.

Charlie

Nothing incriminating on the shop’s video feeds, but I deleted it anyway.

That place looks fun.

The driver dropped us off, and I got them upstairs. Those two had gotten lucky. This misadventure could’ve gone so very wrong.

Dean and Verity made out in the elevator and darted toward the bedroom as soon as the doors opened.

“Shoes off,” I ordered, as I took off my sneakers and put them on the rack.

Dean helped Verity remove hers, then toed his off, leaving them in the middle of the floor. He scooped her up and carried her out of the over-decorated living room; her giggling.

I put their shoes on the rack and placed her crutch and backpack by the couch. Going to the kitchen, I grabbed some hydrogel packs out of the kitchen, then headed for my bathroom.

There, I got condoms and one of the Sobrex pills I kept for emergencies, along with some water. It was something that helped sober alphas up quickly, though it didn’t make the hangover go away.

The two of them lay on Dean’s bed, making out and laughing, him shirtless. The two of them together made me hard. Not just because Verity was dry humping my omega or that the room reeked of arousal. Both had a carefree look about them.

“Verity, take this. It’ll help sober you up.” I gave her the pill, the water, and the hydrogel, then handed Dean another hydrogel and put the rest on the nightstand.

Later, Verity and I needed to have a serious talk, and she should be sober for that.

She swallowed the pill, then gave Dean a kiss. “I’m going to use your bathroom.”

“Hi, Babe.” Dean leaned into me, his cozy scent sweet with arousal.

“Hi, Love. Feeling pretty good?” I kissed his temple, arms around him.

“Mmmm hmmm. I had a lovely afternoon with my little alpha, and now she’s going to take that bad day of hers out on my cock.” He started kissing my neck.

“Right, Grif said that she had a bad day.” It was still no excuse for putting Dean in danger.

“Do you really think Verity goes day-drinking randomly?” Dean looked up, a lock of strawberry hair falling in his green eyes.

“True. You know it was dumb, don’t you?” I ran my fingers through his hair, brushing it away from his face.

His lip jut out though he didn’t pull away. “I’m allowed to go on a date with her.”

“Sure. But you two getting drunk in public alone is not okay–for so many reasons. Both of you will pay for it later,” I warned, making my tone stern.

“I wasn’t planning on getting tipsy. Those drinks hit me harder than I expected–so I texted you.” He frowned.

I rubbed my forehead. “I appreciate it. That’s what you should do. It’s part of why I’m sitting here holding you and not yelling. It could’ve gone really wrong, Dean. You could’ve live-streamed, or made an actual sex tape, or someone could have snatched the both of you.”

“I know. She lost months of research. I was going to keep her safe, then bring her home. Those candy drinks are powerful. I went from, wow, I don’t feel a thing to feeling good in a blink. She might have, too.” He sighed and tucked himself into me. “I’m sorry.”

The heartfeltness tugged at me. I pulled him close. “I know. It’s just that I need you to be safe. If anything happened to you...”

“I know.” He pressed his face to my neck.

Verity came out and took off her clothes. Her bra was white with little butterflies on it, which matched her panties. She pounced on Dean, knocking us both to the bed. Verity giggled as her hand ran up and down his bare chest.

“Now, where were we, Hot Stuff?” Her tongue traced his abs, as her ass waggled in the air, as if asking for a spanking.

“Right here.” He pushed her head down as she continued kissing and licking him.

Verity’s head popped up and her eyes met mine. “Alpha Jonas, will you watch me ride Dean? He was so very patient today.”

“Oh, please. Ride me, Alpha,” Dean groaned, writhing under her hands as they stroked him.

“No. Not going to watch.” I shook my head. “I’m in charge here–and if you don’t like it, you should’ve thought about that before sending me a fake sex tape.”

“Mmmm, boss me around Head Alpha Jonas, Sir.” Verity continued to lick his abs. “I’d eat sushi off these abs.”

“ Please do that, Little Alpha.” Dean tangled his hands in her loose hair.

Boss her around? Oh, she had no idea.

“Little Alpha, show me how you ride my omega.” I appraised them from where I stood at the foot of Dean’s bed.

“Oh, I will, Alpha Jonas. After all, patience and good listening should be rewarded.” She smirked as she tugged off Dean’s pants.

I took off my shirt. “Neither of you are good listeners.”

“We just need motivation.” Dean moaned as Verity removed his briefs with her teeth. His cock sprang free, already glistening with slick and pre-cum. The sweet scent of his arousal entwined with his usual cozy aroma, along with the specific tang of his fuck me alpha pheromones.

“You're so ready for me. You’re such a good omega, Hot Stuff,” Verity cooed, taking his length and licking it like he was an ice pop, her fingers teasing those strawberry curls that lead to his navel.

The motions of her mouth on my omega caused my dick to strain against my pants. It reminded me of when she told Grif how to suck Dean off over video chat. Oh, I wanted some of that.

Soon enough.

Unlike my omega, I knew how to be patient. While I didn’t doubt her consent with Dean, I didn’t want anything blurred between us.

“This comes off.” In a smooth motion, I unhooked her butterfly bra and removed it from her, freeing her golden tits from their white satin prison as she took Dean in her mouth fully.

“I liked that view. Suck me, Little Alpha,” he groaned.

Her ass wiggled as she swallowed his cock with all the enthusiasm he deserved. Good, I enjoyed seeing her treat him well.

Seeing her beautiful breasts didn’t hurt either.

“These come off, too.” Carefully, I peeled her panties off and put them with her clothes in a stack on Dean’s chair.

“Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it,” Dean moaned, pleasure washing over his face.

“I like seeing you with a cock in your mouth,” I said, taking off my pants, so I was only in my boxer briefs.

She looked over at me and withdrew his cock from her mouth. “Are you next, Alpha Jonas?”

“I didn’t tell you to stop.” My hand fisted as I itched to smack that golden ass.

“Oh, yes, Alpha. Please fuck her mouth. You don’t understand how good this feels. Alpha, I need to come in our little alpha’s mouth.” His body vibrated with pleasure.

“Go ahead.” I stroked his hair and his head butt into my palm, seeking my touch.

“I’m going to come, Little Alpha,” Dean sighed, his hands tangled in her hair.

Verity swallowed all his cum down, then looked at him. “I can’t get over how sweet you taste. Or how much of it there is. So good.”

I cupped her face with my hand and caressed the edge of her lips with my thumb. “You didn’t even miss a drop. Good job.”

“Mmmm, I love your boobies. They’re so pretty.” Dean pulled her on top of him, then rolled over so he could lavish attention on them.

I let them make out until Dean’s dick was hard and glistening with slick, ready to go again.

“Is your leg holding up okay, Little Alpha?” My eyes ran over her body, looking for signs that she wasn’t.

She nodded. “I’m feeling pretty good.”

“Good. Now, ride your omega.” Before her leg started hurting her. I wasn’t sure if she’d pushed herself too hard today. The Sobrex should kick in soon, sobering her up and nulling any analgesic effects her candy drinks gave her.

Verity’s long legs straddled Dean’s paler body. “Oh, Alpha Jonas, I need a condom.”

She remembered. Good girl.

“It’s up to you two. But thank you for remembering,” I told her.

“Take me bare?” Dean whined. “I’m on birth control, too, you know.”

Yes, he had done that. Maybe I should consider it. Sure, she was also on birth control, but it never hurt to be extra-safe given she wanted to wait to have kids until her career got going.

“If everyone’s okay with it, I’d like that.” Verity stroked his cock, swiping a bit of pre-cum, then put the finger in her mouth. “So sweet.” Rising up, she impaled herself on his cock. “You feel so good, Hot Stuff.”

Dean’s hands cupping her breasts, ecstasy on his face. “That feels good. Ride me, Little Alpha. Take your bad day out on my cock. I’ve been dreaming of this.”

Her golden ass rode his cock as he played with her tits. From the joy on his face and in his scent, and in our bond, he loved every second.

Stripping, I stroked my cock as I watched. What a beautiful sight they were. One of her hands stroked his nipples, the other moved to toy with her clit.

I growled. “I didn’t tell you that you could play with yourself. Dean, cum inside her when you’re ready.”

Dean moaned as if he’d been waiting for me to tell him that.

“May I lock him?” Verity looked at me as she increased her pace, that sweet ass rising and falling as she had her way with my omega.

“Yes.” My hands clenched to keep from reaching out and touching her. Not yet.

Dean made his adorable ‘o’ face, panting a little. Verity’s body shuddered.

“Fuck, I like it when you lock me,” he gasped.

“You take my lock so good,” she praised, running her hand down his chest, gazing at him with adoration.

“You did,” I told Dean, grazing his scalp with my nails. “I love watching you two together.” They were a sight. I also loved how she let me run the bedroom without question.

She moved them to their sides, cuddling him, his cock still seated inside her. Verity purred her quiet little purr for him, his head pressed into her boobs. The two of them snuggled until his cock slipped from her.

“Can I taste you now, Alpha Jonas, Sir?” Verity gazed at me with her big blue-green eyes. “Please.”

“Are you sober enough to consent to that? I don’t want to regret it later–and no, I don’t consider texted fantasies consent.” I stroked her hair. While I was pretty sure she was, given how fast the pills worked, I wanted to check in, even if I could smell how much she wanted me.

She nodded. “I want this, Jonas.”

“Since you offered so sweetly, I’d love for you to suck my cock.” I pulled her off him.

“My pleasure, Alpha Jonas. I’ve been dying for a taste of your armored dick.” She licked her lips like my hard pierced cock was a delicious treat.

It was.

“Omega, don’t touch yourself or us. Listen or you don’t get my knot,” I warned Dean.

Tucking some pillows under her, I positioned her so she was partially sitting up. I cupped her face in my hand. “Suck me, Little Alpha.”

She reached for me, and I swatted her hands.

“No hands.” I fed her my aching cock, her sweet mouth opening wide. Pleasure washed over me as she swallowed me down deeper than I expected. Her throat tightened around me and I gasped.

Dean smirked at me as if to say now you understand.

Oh, I understood. I’d always understood. My thumb stroked her face. I gasped sharply as her throat squeezed my cock again.

“You suck me so good,” I praised, still watching for any sign that she wasn’t truly enjoying herself.

Yes, I wanted Verity to be a permanent part of my life. I wanted to call her sweet nicknames. To run the bedroom like this with Dean. Ravage her in private. Continue to teach her how to throw off barks and nurture her as she grew into her alpha.

Hopefully, after we had our little chat, she still wanted to be part of it, too.