“Do you want me to come, princess?” I nod my head at him, “Let me get changed. And then we can head out.” His hand captures the back of my neck, wrapping around as I look up and his lips come down to kiss my forehead.

I would like all the forehead kisses, please.

Instead, I watch him head out to change and head down the stairs where the three other guys are waiting for me. Grabbing the white sneakers that match the ones Ant is wearing, I drop on the couch tying them.

“Look at your cute little braids, little bro.” Ant tugs at them, making me slap at his hand, a scowl on my face as he smiles at me like I wasn’t trying to hit him. I don’t want him ruining my special hair Pax did, “Aren’t you cute when you’re feisty, little baby.”

“Do you have matching shoes?” Cameron is looking at our feet as Anthony throws his arm over my shoulder looking like he is pleased as can be over us having the same shoes on.

It’s easy to see who these men are from just a few days around them. I can read the way that Paxton feels the need to protect everyone, which is why he was nervous about being around me and getting us all involved.

Jace is the peacemaker, softer and trying to make sure everyone's okay. He is the one who has been taking care of everyone and keeping the pack strong with the way he loves everyone.

Anthony is the one who is possessive, used to getting what he wants and liking to show it off. I worry about how he is going to react to sharing me but so far he seems to like having me around his pack brothers.

And then there is Cameron, who I know the best from days oftexting. The one who I know needs to be reassured because he wants me but he doesn’t feel like he is enough.

Cameron and I are a lot alike and that scares me that we share so many traits that I’ve been trying to keep hidden for so long. It’s hard to hide things from someone who is also going through the same things.

Pushing off the couch, I walk over to where he is on the stool, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and pushing up on my tiptoes to kiss him.

His hands slide under my ass, lifting me so I’m settled on his lap, holding me against him as I melt into him. It’s nice having alphas who can pick me up and don’t make me feel self conscious about my looks.

Being midsized I’ve always felt like I’m too much of a person and I’m uncomfortable with that. Having an alpha settle me on his lap, his cock hard under me as his mouth takes mine really eases those fears.

Cameron is the easiest to be with.

I’m not scared of him and I feel safe with him. It’s not favoritism; it’s just that he texted me and got to know me first in a way that made me trust him and feel okay.

Though Anthony is also easy to be with and I do like how he is playful with me. Maybe because they’re the two younger pack mates and I feel less intimidated by them.

Shifting my hips, my lips fall open as I feel his cock, hard and thickening underneath me as I squirm on his lap.

More, please.

I want it inside of me. Something that becomes clear to all of them as a burst of perfume fills the room. My slick is testing the strength of my clothes.

“You feel that Sadie love?” His question tickles my lips as he kisses me leisurely between his words.

“Yeah,” My head tilts back as his lips trail down my throat, “Cam, frick.” His teeth bite down, lips sucking around the skin, kissing it and nipping right below it in a repeat of motion as I rock on his lap.

I know I’m perfuming and that the other guys can smell me, the arousal floating through the air.

He’s marking me and I should be mad about it. Instead, I’m like abitch in heat, grinding against him, wanting more. I want him to really bite me.

Make me his.

My slick brain is in charge now. All rational thought out the window as I whimper for him.

More. More.More.

I’m so close to coming just from rocking on him.

“So pretty with my mark on you.” His thumb strokes over the love bites as I look at him. My legs feel like jelly as my hand slips into his hair, wanting him to kiss me some more.

Never mind going to the gym. Days off are for Netflix and chilling. Heavy emphasis on the chilling.

“Ready to go?” Of course Paxton breaks up all the fun, earning a pout that Cameron promptly kisses before sliding me down to my own two feet.