Page 90 of Zoinks! Nice Pack, Bro

Maybe this has been what I’ve been missing out on all my life.

Exhaustion washes over me in giant waves. I haven’t even had the chance to check in with the other two yet. I’ve been so caught up in the pleasure of my older alphas.

The heat of two men and the soft purrs they’re passing between me has all the tension and worry easing from me. Pleasure from the orgasms easing my usually tense body as I just let myself be relaxed and present in the moment.

My eyes are already closing as I think about the nap that I want to take right now. How Pax seemed to be made to be slept on. So strong and comfortable. So safe between them.

“We need to clean the sheets.” Jace’s words come in through my cloudy brain as I nestle down deeper into Pax’s arms. His big hands rubbing my back as he kisses the top of my head. He is working to calm me down and give me a safe place to sleep for longer.

The quick nap I had taken couldn’t have been more than twenty minutes but Jace has eased his knot out of me, leaving me in Pax’s capable care.

My body is a wet noodle and I need just a couple hour nap and maybe a Gatorade to feel like myself. After that, I’d be ready to take another alpha. Maybe Pax next or I should work up to it. I could probably take Cam and Anthony back to back and maybe leave Pax and his Christmas tree cock to the end.

All those piercings had been such a surprise. He was already thickand veiny. Not the longest of the alphas but his girth would need to be worked into me.

I’m up for a challenge.

“Can you three pack and clean up? I’m going to get her in the shower.” Pax’s voice is so comforting that I reach to wrap my arms around his neck, “You’re okay, princess. Let’s get you all cleaned up and then we can have you sleep at home.” His soft kisses on my head felt like heaven.

“Thank you, daddy.”

“God, I like it when you’re sweet.” Pax mutters as he moves into my tiny bathroom, trying to figure out how to wash me without letting me go.

He gives up on the idea of us showering together after a second when he sees how small the bathroom is.

Setting me down on a towel, he had laid out on the toilet, he turned to get a washcloth. Turning the faucet on with a squeaking sound that made him grimace before the warm water was to his liking and he soaked the cloth in my body wash and water. Slowly, he starts cleaning my body, eyes on me as I watch him swipe over my pussy, making me wince.

Paxton instantly stops his cleaning, looking concerned as he moves the towel away from my sensitive sex.

“I haven’t had sex in a while.” I admit to him, “And Jace was in so deep and then his knot stretching me out was a lot to take.”

Pax frowns as he looks down, a little blood on the cloth that he was washing me with. So much for me thinking that I would be fine taking him. I should have known I needed to be worked up a little bit more with everything.

“If we’re being too much, you just tell us, Sadie sweetheart. No one wants to hurt you. We need to take care of you. We should have worked you up a little bit more.” His serious voice made me nod in understanding.

“I know. I’m fine. It’s just been a while. I promise, Pax. I’ll tell you if it gets to be too much.” He searches my eyes for a lie and seems content after a second, moving to finish washing me up.

It’s like he needs to clean me up and perform all the aftercare toease himself.

A soft knock on the bathroom door a few minutes later has Cam peeking his head in, holding out a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. No underwear or bra for me. But I still smile because he knew that I wanted to be in something comfortable.

“Thanks, Cam-Cam.” He smirks at the nickname that I have for him before ducking out of the bathroom to probably clean up the mess we just made.

Pax dresses me, taking his time once I was dressed, to braid my hair in two french braids. He is so good at it and I love the way he wanted to take care of me in this way. It felt nice to have his fingers working through my hair. His big paws were gentle as they made pretty braids for me.

Stepping back into my room, I froze seeing that it was mostly packed up. Things are already gone and probably in the car by now. The men all looked at me to see how I was going to react to it, waiting to see if I was okay with how much stuff was missing from the space.

I am shocked.

I want to be with them. I didn’t feel overwhelmed about leaving my apartment. I was excited about joining my pack at home. It felt like I was headed right where I needed to be. But there still was this feeling that the home I had built myself wasn’t good enough. That I hadn’t taken care of myself enough and now they had to save me.

Taking a deep breath I try to push the self doubt out of my mind. I need to be calm. I need to trust in this. I need to give myself a chance to have happiness.

“Can we all take a nap on the couch when we get home, please?” I want all of them with me. I want to just be with them in one big pack pile. All their scents together would be heaven.

Most packs have a pack bed or nest they would go in but since I was just a trial omega I doubted that would be something I would be getting.

I know that they were going to register us to make things official but it wasn’t really official until a bonding. The registration was a step most packs took to just have others back off from courting an omega that they viewed as theirs. I knew my pack was doing it to show methey wanted me and to calm me more than the usual alpha pissing contest.

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