Page 41 of Zoinks! Nice Pack, Bro

“Ah frick’ off, bro.” Her legs kick as she tries to twist herself free. Her knee yanks up to take out my nose but I catchit as she lets out a sound of frustration and gets another smack right to the juicy ass of hers.

Maybe she just needed a good spanking right now.

“Be a good little omega, princess. You already have us all out of bed looking for you. No need to make things harder. If you keep up this tantrum I will take you over my knee right here and spank you. You deserve it for walking around with no jacket or pants on.” I warned as I saw the boys had gathered some stuff for her.

Her scent floods the room.

Charred peaches and thick basil scent around us. Her anger is intoxicating. Just as good as the rest of her. Especially because I know her anger is at us trying to keep her safe and not something serious.

Ant opens a door, his eyes flashing as he motions for Jace and they both turn, giving me a concerned look about something. It’s not a look like they found something to tease her about. It’s serious.

Something is off.

Cam looks over their shoulders and then at Sadie who is still huffing over my shoulder. Still all anger and I bet the sweetest pout on her princess face. At least she calmed down enough when I threatened to spank her.

He is looking at her with heartbreak in his eyes and I hate that I can’t see what they see.

Very, very off.

Cam finally breaks his staring and grabs her pillows, so she would have them at our house. Ant has a bag over his shoulder for her. In a small box that he found, Jace has packed some of the books she had near her nightstand to give her some comfort.

Nothing about what they packed said one overnight stay.

It said we’re taking our omega home for keeps. We can come back for the rest but this was the start of it for us.

Sadie is quiet as everyone gets into the truck. Taking one of the pillows Cam offers to her and hugging it like a stuffed animal to her chest.

I wondered if she was one of those omegas who liked to cuddle things. Did she like lots of cushions or did she prefer fluffy blankets tolay on? Maybe we could take her to Bed, Nest, and Beyond for a little courtship spoiling.

We have been waiting to be able to have an omega but now that we had the funds we could really give her everything.

I settle her between Jace and I on the bench seat and watch as Jace buckles her in. She is all pouts and crossed arms still but has stopped trying to kill us, resigned to the fact that she is stuck.

Everyone exchanges a look, confirmation that we were really doing this. And it’s clear from the way Cam and Ant are beaming like pups that we are.

“Just so we’re frickin’ real clear here.” Her accent comes out when she is mad and I wonder where she grew up. Had to be around Boston with her tone, “This is kidnapping. I am not in this stupid knot swinging truck on my own free will. Also, side note to this shenanigan, this is all your fault Cam.” Anthony snorts, earning him a glare from her over her shoulder and Cameron punches him in the arm in retaliation.

He looks like he is going to have a panic attack knowing that Sadie is mad at him.

“What’s a knot swinging truck?” Anthony asks and I watch out of the corner of my eye as a delighted smirk dances across her face. She is turning so she is looking at Anthony and pushing closer to Jace. He stiffens for a second before sighing out in content.

None of us are used to being around omegas. We’re going to have to learn so much. We’re all willing to, though. We want to be the kind of alphas that do right by our omega.

Sadie wiggles a bit, settling in as the mischief comes off her in waves. I knew she was about to say something that got her in more trouble but she couldn’t help herself.

Her scent is sweeting with her mischief and my knuckles clench the wheel as I force myself not to think of her naked in my bed. Her ass is pretty pink from my hand on her ass. Slick coating her thighs as she waits for her aftercare where I kiss it all better.

Someones going to go into a rut and it’s probably going to be me.

She is delighted over her brat tendencies, though. Not seeming to realize how she was driving us all insane by just being here.

“Oh, daddy over here.” She motions towards me and I should not be as turned on as I am with how. she purrs out the nickname for me, “Is working with,” Her fingers made an inch between them.

Brat.

“So he over compensates his little shrimp dick and old man raisin knot with a lifted truck.” She says in a serious voice as Anthony smiles so wide at what she is saying.

He is delighted with her because the two dipsticks would cause me nothing but headaches. I could see the trouble they would get into and already was planning on moving money into an emergency fund for the bail I would inevitably need to post.

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