Finding the Forward, Part One (HockeyVerse)

Chapter Fifty-Eight

Grif

Hazy pleasure washed over me as Dean deep-throated my cock. Wave after wave of passion flooded me. I loved this man so much.

My hands twisted in his hair. “That’s it, Jellybean. You suck me so good. I’m going to come.”

As I unloaded my release into his warm and wanting throat, pain shot through me, knocking me out of my pleasure fog.

Did he just bite me?

Love replaced the pain. Love, pleasure, warmth, and devotion.

Something deep inside me settled as my chest rumbled with joy. Finally, someone loved me enough to bite me.

But it was always him. Always.

Of course he’d bite my cock.

“I love you, too. So fucking much.” Pulling him up roughly, I kissed him, tasting myself on his lips.

“Bite me too, please, Gumdrop,” he whined between kisses.

Standing, I pushed him against the wall, hard. A huff of pleasure escaped his lips.

He wanted me to claim him? Oh, yes, I would.

I tore off his shirt and pads. Then, I clamped my teeth down on his peck, increasing the pressure until I tasted blood. My free hand reached down his pants and palmed his cock. It was a little difficult with a jock, but I had plenty of practice.

“Yes, yes,” Dean moaned.

I love you, that bite said. The earlier fog and sadness filtered away, and I could no longer remember why I was upset. All I knew was this amazing man in front of me.

Who was now as much a part of me as I was of him.

“Fuck,” a voice said in the background.

I ignored it. Not important. The only thing important was right here.

Meeting Dean’s eyes, I licked the bite mark I’d left on his peck, right by his infinity heart tattoo. Heat flared between us as I continued to palm his cock, which was sticky with slick and pre-cum. It wouldn’t leave a permanent visible mark like an alpha’s.

“I love you, too.” I kissed his lips, then trailed down to his neck, his chest, his belly. I pulled down his pants and jock so that I could swallow his hard, slick cock.

“Grif.” His body shuddered as he came in my mouth, and I sucked him down like a starving man.

I craved this. Love, connection. Him.

Licking my lips, I pulled up his jock and pants and held him tight.

“Thank you, Jellybean. I feel so much better. I love you.” Inhaling his cozy scent, I buried my face in his neck.

I felt so much better. In this perfect moment, nothing could go wrong. Be wrong.

A growl ripped through the room as someone stood behind us. “What the fuck did you two just do?”

I know, cliffhangers suck. I’m so sorry. This story just got too long. Thank you so much for reading Finding the Forward, Part One.

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I’ve finally found my pack.

After being raised to believe that no one would want an alpha female like me, I’ve finally found where I fit—with Grif, Jonas, Dean, and AJ.

When my presence causes a chain reaction, I realize that alphaing-up isn’t enough. No. If I want my fairytale ending, I’m going to have to take it.

But then, anything worth having is worth taking.

In this pack we protect what is ours–and we don’t let the a-holes win.