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Dean

I looked through my art supplies for my paint brushes. Mostly I preferred to work with pencils or charcoal, but I did paint sometimes–like when I’d added color to the picture in Mercy’s room. I’d never done that before and wanted to try that with something else.

First, I needed to figure out where I’d left my brushes. We were on day three of being snowed in. While the power had come back on, another storm was hitting.

And I loved it.

We got to relax and spend time together playing games and watching movies in front of the fire. It was fun learning about Mercy and Verity’s favorites–and teaching them about ours.

Though Jonas had downloaded some app to all our phones so we could learn some fake space language together. Whatever. It made him happy.

At least our place was big enough that everyone could spread out and have space.

Like right now. I was drawing. Grif played the piano. Jonas hid upstairs reading. Mercy and Verity had been baking more cookies.

That was something else I liked—all the cookies and treats. Like the cinnamon rolls we made yesterday. Or the coffee cake we had this morning.

Good thing we had a gym in the house.

Music serenaded me as I walked out into the living room. He’d play, write things down, frown, play something else, erase things, then write more things and do it all again.

It was nice seeing Grif compose. I kicked myself for not getting him a piano the moment he’d moved in.

Helping myself to a cookie from the cooling rack on the counter, I went upstairs. I might have left my paint brushes lying around up there.

I peeked in the open door to the gym. Verity, in a sports bra and leggings, smacked one of the punching bags with her crutch.

“Good. Again. Tell him to stop, then hit him if he doesn’t,” AJ instructed.

“I’m never going to get it.” Her head hung.

Putting his hand under her chin, he tipped her face up. “Believe in it. Want it. Claim it. Now do it again.”

I let them be. Alpha lessons would be good for her.

Mercy had gotten her game system working and was playing with some of her friends. I waved, and she waved back, then returned to shooting things and swearing over her headset.

My paint brushes weren’t in any of the boxes on the landing or lying around.

Jonas sat in the library, curled up in the book nook, reading a thick volume with a spaceship on the cover. “Hey.”

I dove in for a cuddle. “Hi. I’m looking for my paint brushes.”

“I think they’re in the office on top of a box.” Jonas planted a kiss on the top of my head.

The office attached to the library was full of AJ’s shit. Though we were thinking about making it a guest room so we’d have some place for Jonas’ sister to stay when she came to visit. My brushes were right where he told me. I grabbed them and returned to my room.

Getting out my paints, I took the small black and white picture of Verity I’d printed on canvas and highlighted elements with my paints. A little color here… a dab of glitter there…

After a while, someone knocked on my open door.

“Can I come in?” Grif wore loose jeans and had the hoodie Verity had given him over his flannel. He looked so snuggly and delicious.

“Please.” I looked at the picture and nodded.

“Oh, that’s pretty. I especially like the glitter accents.” Grif wrapped his arms around me as we gazed at the black and white picture.

“It’s time for dinner, isn’t it?” I was making pork chops.

“No. I… I just…” Grif turned away.

“What do you need?” I stood and pressed my lips to his forehead, which was a little clammy. He didn’t quite smell right.

“I need a hug.” He rested his head on my shoulder.

“Always. Want to watch a movie or snuggle or something? Maybe eat some of those cookies?” I wrapped my arms around him. He struggled with the lower dosage of blockers.

“This is silly, but can we build a blanket fort in the den and watch a movie in there?” he offered.

“That sounds good. I was ready for a break, anyway.” Blanket forts fixed a lot of things, especially when you didn’t have a nest.

Which he didn’t. Verity offered him the secret nest in her closet, and he wasn’t sure he wanted it.

Um, I wanted a nest in Verity’s closet.

We gathered blankets, chairs, and pillows from around the house, moved the den couch, and built a massive blanket fort. I found hooks and clips, so we could make it truly epic.

“Think fast.” Grif threw a cushion at me.

It hit me in the face. Laughing, I dove at him. “You’re in for it, Gumdrop.”

We wrestled on the den carpet, like we had when we were kids. All we needed was for my mom to bring us a big plate of treats.

He pinned me to the ground by my arms and kissed me. “Yield.”

“I suppose.” I kissed him back and rolled into him, enjoying a snuggly moment.

We finished making our fort, and I pulled up the movie and he grabbed some snacks. Getting cozy in the fort in the dark den, with only the movie for light, I felt him relax. His scent changed back to normal.

Snacks eaten, I used him as a pillow. He stroked my hair, both of us covered by fluffy blankets. We didn’t do this nearly enough.

His scent was coming through more and more, too. Mmmm. Maybe we should close the door and get a little sexy in our tent. When had we last fucked in a pillow fort?

“Grif, are you in here?” Verity called from the doorway of the den. She smelled like AJ’s body wash, as if she had just taken a shower. Alpha lessons must be over.

He paused the movie. “Hi, Kitten. Dean and I are watching a movie.”

“Oh, okay.” She walked in so we could see her, but she didn’t enter the fort. Now she wore leggings and one of Grif’s hoodies, hair up in a poofy bun.

“I’ll make dinner in a little bit, if that’s okay?” I asked her. The movie wasn’t over and I was full of cookies. And snacks. Mercy and Verity were now in charge of snack shopping.

“Mercy was talking about pizza. One place we like is having a special before the next storm hits. A few other places are too,” she said. “Though we can absolutely have your dinner instead. Or as well. You’ve seen how much she eats.”

“True. Kitten, do you want to watch the movie with us?” Grif asked.

She hesitated at the mouth of the fort. “This is a beautiful blanket fort. I especially like how you used clips and hooks to suspend it from the ceiling. I always used stools when making them for the littles.”

My omega preened at her compliments.

I held out my arms, wanting to squish-cuddle her. “Come in.”

“If you insist.” Verity crawled into our fort and got into my arms as she arranged the blankets around the three of us.

Grif turned the movie back on, as he, Verity, and I nestled together in the fort, watching the movie, drinking our hot chocolate. The tent filled with our scents, making it feel cozy.

Our little alpha in our fort felt right.

This snow break was incredible. If Verity stayed, we’d have so many more days like this.

I couldn’t wait.

“I’m so full,” I announced, and piled on the couch with everyone, except Mercy, who was on the ottoman. Which seemed to be her favorite spot. I sat between Jonas and Grif. Verity curled on AJ’s lap, her legs on Grif.

Mercy and Jonas had gone out and returned with three pizzas, burritos, beer, and a giant cake.

Verity chose the movie, and it was this bizarre movie about a fairy king and a maze. It would be amazing to watch after a couple of special gummies.

When it finished, we cleaned up. AJ went to take the trash and recycling down to the dumpsters in the parking garage. Verity and Grif whispered all cute-like as they did the dishes. Jonas and I tidied up the living room.

Mercy looked at her phone. “I’ve got to raid a fort with Gwenifer and Kaiko. Gwenifer never gets to play video games, so I can’t miss this. Smell you later.”

With a wave, she ran up the stairs.

“Living with a teenager is weird.” Jonas put the table back.

“Who’s Gwenifer?” Grif asked as he wiped down the counters.

“Gwen. Ladybug. No idea why she calls her that.” Verity got the broom and swept the floor.

Grif wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear. Now he had on a flannel. Her eyes widened, and I could smell her sweet desire and feel his arousal through our bond.

I wanted some of that.

“Alpha Jonas, would you like to watch me, Grif, and Dean? Grif has something fun planned.” She put the broom away and looked at me like she wanted to eat me. Her tongue moistened her lower lip.

Now that was what I was talking about.

“Thank you for inviting me, but I decline this time. AJ and I are going to watch a boxing match. Have fun.” Jonas continued cleaning up.

What? I’d take it.

“Oh, we will.” I went over to Jonas and gave him a kiss.

“You don’t have to ask anymore, Love,” he murmured. “I’ll let her know, too.”

About time. “Thanks, Babes.”

Practically skipping down the hall, I joined them in Grif’s room. Grif shut the door and turned the small lamp on, giving it a cozy glow.

Hmm. Maybe I should get him more pillows and blankets.

“Jellybean, I’ve been wanting to put Verity in the swing and then tell you what to do with her,” Grif told me as he took off his flannel shirt. “Let you lick and touch her. If you’re good, I’ll fuck you into her.”

I almost came in my pants. “Oh, yes, please.” I gave Verity a smoldering look. “I know how to eat pussy now.”

“Oh yes, you do.” She waggled her eyebrows.

My clothes came off like they’d evaporated. Grif, only in boxers, picked up a now naked Verity. She squealed a little as he spun her around in his arms, then placed her in the swing gently, like the princess she was.

“Lick her pussy,” Grif said as he adjusted the buckles on the swing.

“Gladly.” Kneeling between her legs, I feasted on her. She made happy noises as I licked and teased her the way Jonas taught me.

She moaned again as Grif kissed her and played with her breasts. Each of those cute little sounds made me hard.

“Dean,” she gasped as she came all over my face.

“Switch. I’m going to fuck her now.” Grif patted my bare ass to get me out of the way.

What did I do now? My erect cock dripped with slick and pre-cum.

“Give me that pretty cock, Omega,” Verity demanded, batting her eyelashes at me.

“Yes, Alpha.” Didn’t need to tell me twice.

Verity opened her mouth and let me feed her my cock. Oh, yes. Her throat squeezed me as she sucked me down.

Grif stripped and plunged himself inside her.

“I’m going to come, Little Alpha.” I looked at both her and Grif for permission.

“I’m going to fill her pussy with cum,” Grif told us.

Verity moaned and shuddered, the room filling with her arousal and alpha pheromones. She sucked me down as I came in her mouth. Grif came in her pussy.

“Mmmm, you’re delicious, Hot Stuff.” Verity licked her lips. “That felt amazing, Tiger.”

I leaned in and kissed her. Grif came over with a wet washcloth and cleaned us up. Though he didn’t let Verity out of the swing. I enjoyed pleasing her while she was all tied up like a cute little package. Though at some point, I’d love to be in her place.

Her and Grif sharing me? Yes, please.

“You did a great job.” Grif put his arms around me, kissing me.

“Do I get a turn now?” My dick slicked at the thought.

Grif’s kisses trailed down my neck. “Oh yes, while I fuck you.”

Please.

“Come here, Hot Stuff,” Verity said from the swing.

Entwining my hands in the straps to control the angle and keep her steady, I entered her.

“Little Alpha, you feel so good,” I moaned, relishing the way she felt as her walls squeezed and teased my cock.

“I love being fucked by you,” she told me, watching with interest and lust as Grif came behind me and started toying with my ass. “You’re such a good omega.”

Mmmm, tell me that again.

Grif nuzzled my neck, his lust pelting me through our bond. “Are you ready for me to fuck you into her?”

“Shit, yes.” I gazed at Verity, my eyes going half-lidded as desire rose within me, as I thrust in and out of her.

“I like watching you with each other.” She licked her lips as Grif put his hands on my hips, stilling me.

A happy noise escaped my lips as Grif entered me, thrusting into me–and pushing me into my little alpha.

“That feels so good,” I sighed, as we got into a rhythm.

“Oh, it does.” Verity’s head lolled back in pleasure.

She squealed and as she did, her pussy fluttered and squeezed, then locked me.

“Oh fuck, I’m going to come.” I’d never get enough of how it felt with her milking my dick like that. It differed from being knotted, but still filled my omega heart so much.

“Come for us, Jellybean,” Grif urged, picking up the pace as he kissed my shoulder.

I came inside Verity, spent, holding on as Grif continued to thrust inside me, my cock locked in Verity’s pussy.

Warmth filled my ass as Grif came inside me.

“Oh, Jellybean, I love fucking you,” he sighed, continuing to kiss me.

“You took him so good,” Verity praised. “Such a good omega.”

My omega preened because he loved being told that. Over and over.

“Cuddle her, I’ll be right back,” Grif told me with a kiss.

She was still strapped in the swing but had unlocked me, so I knelt at her side and put my head in her boobies. Stroking my hair, her quiet purr vibrated in her chest.

“Now that is a pretty picture,” Grif said as he undid her restraints, rubbing her wrists. “Are you okay?”

“I am.” She beamed.

Grif scooped her up and put her in his bed. I dove in. These flannel sheets and down comforter made it so much cozier. I nestled in between her and Grif, humming with happiness and contentment.

He stroked my hair, and she purred again as the three of us cuddled together. Yeah, this was perfect.