Page 60 of Zoinks! Nice Pack, Bro

The scent of her is so rich of juicy peaches that I groan out, wanting to bite the air. I’m sure that if I did I could get a mouthful of fresh peach juice running over my lips.

“Oh Gosh.” It’s so soft as her eyes open and her hand pulls Cameron to kiss her. Her mouth opens and it’s so beautiful to watch her in her pleasure.

She seems to understand how to be between them. Comfortable with sharing her pleasure between the two of them.

Jace swears beside me and I hear the wetness as Ant’s fingers work our girl. Cameron’s hand slide’s down, his fingers circling around her clit as she sighs out a sound that makes it right to my dick.

They already know how to work her.

When she comes her body arches, dragging them both to her as she shifts her kiss from Cameron to Anthony. The three of them are so in sync with each other like they’ve been doing this for a while and I’m jealous of how easy they seem to be getting along.

“Look at you, Sadie girl.” Her face of shock as she looks at Jace, a soft little smile on her face as she suddenly realizes that she had an audience with her wake up orgasm.

She isn’t upset like earlier and I’m sure that this wasn’t her first orgasm today.

Assholes.

“I called you. You’re running late.” My words come out harsh as Sadie rolls over without seeming to care that I was just talking to her.

Her sweet ass in the air before she straddles Anthony, reaching back for the covers and pulls them over the pair of them.Her hand shoots out and Cameron laughs out as she drags him under the blankets with her.

“Go away. We’re busy.”

Fuckingbrat.

Two steps into her tiny apartment and I’m grabbing the blanket, ripping it off her as she groans from where she is laying on Anthony’s chest. His fingers are tangled in her hair as she lays on him like a content little cat.

“We’re going out. Get dressed.” Jace puts the clothes on the bed as Cameron gets up from beside her.

Sadie looks at him like he is a traitor but her cute little pout only deepens when Anthony rolls over, knocking her gently back on the bed.

Her sweet yelp of surprise before she scoffs as he stands up. He is not even embarrassed that he is naked and hard in front of us. He’s all smiles and arrogant pride as he grabs his clothes to get dressed. The scent of her clinging to him so much that it masks his own scent.

It’s only Sadie, naked in bed with her arms crossed, that is the problem now.

“Need help getting dressed, princess?” My hands are shoved into the gray slacks I’m wearing and I feel the weight of her gaze, up anddown, as she looks at me. Taking in the button down shirt and dress pants I’m wearing.

I hate dressing up.

It always makes me feel uncomfortable like I’m some fraud in borrowed clothes. But I wanted to look good for her. Thought it was important to put in the effort for our first pack date.

Finally, she rolls her eyes, grabbing stuff from her closet and slamming her bathroom door without saying a single word.

“Twenty minutes.” I impose the timeline and hear a groan of annoyance. I can picture her rolling her eyes as she gets ready.

Brat.

Twenty three minutes later the bathroom door opens. I’m fully ready to tell Sadie that she is late but Jace smacks me in the chest to keep me quiet as she struts out of the room, one black heel in front of the other.

Holy shit.

Her long brown hair is pulled high in a sleek ponytail, her lips painted a red that would look delightful smeared with my cum, a tight black sleeveless dress hugs her body, black tights covering her thighs, and then high as fuck heels that I’m not quite sure how she can walk in.

“I’m ready.” Her eyes sweep over us, none of us have said a single thing and I can see the moment that she gets upset.

Jace walks over to her first, his eyes scanning her before his hand wraps around her ponytail, tugging her head back as her lips part, looking at the man who she has only known as being sweet go feral for her.

“I’m about to kiss you, Sadie darlin’. And if you’re not okay with that, you need to let me know right now.” His drawl is soft, threatening but Sadie’s hands just fist the lapels of his jacket, tugging him down to meet her lips.

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