19. Peach
CHAPTER 19
PEACH
Cameron
S adie shifts during the movie.
Her head is on Paxton’s lap. Her eyes closed as he runs his fingers through her hair. She was asleep about twenty minutes ago and he still hasn’t stopped looking down at her, running his fingers through her hair with gentle caresses.
Jace has her feet in his lap, texting over them instead of watching the Rom-Com she had asked to watch. Sadie’s body is more against me with Anthony’s head over her stomach. Her hand still locked around his neck from where she had slung it when she laid down. He had slipped to the floor before the movie to make room for Jace.
It feels good to be all together like this.It feels right to be centered around our omega.
But there is that feeling hanging over us, knowing that tomorrow we’re going to have to have some difficult conversations. One being about what we saw happen tonight with her anxiety attack.
“We should get her to bed,” Jace comments.
We all have been just wanting to touch her, keep her close and safe after the anxiety attack she had earlier.
“Why don’t you take her to her room?” Paxton looks at me, nodding his head in agreement as I shift Sadie carefully so she is fully on my lap now.
Her sleepy eyes flicker open, a soft smile on her lips as she tries to curl up and fall back asleep on me. The soft puffs of her breath against my throat as she makes a content sound
It’s so trusting, so sure that I will keep her safe. Which I will, but seeing the way she just gives herself to me makes me feel so good.
The guys watch as I lift her, heading up the stairs and turning towards her room. But Sadie touches my face, stopping me as I watch her blue eyes looking at me, a question lingering there.
“Can I sleep in your room?” Her question is innocent, she just doesn’t want to be alone and I can understand that. But my room is my sanctuary. A place that I can just unmask and be myself.
Turning, I head there without overthinking it. She is my omega. She matters more than my space.
Sadie asleep in my bed is something that I want to see. I want to curl up beside her and breathe her in, just hold her and wake up to her lips against mine. The way her peach scent is already drawing me in as I lay her down on my bed, her arms coming down to pull up the comforter, wrapping it around herself as she breathes out, so content.
“Love being wrapped up in the way you smell, Cam. Feels like I’m home every single time.” Her sleepy voiced confession makes my stomach tighten as I drop down beside her, for once I’m not overwhelmed having someone in my space.
Her nose rubs against mine, a delicate kiss on my lips before she curls up on my pillow breathing it in.
Sadie’s in my hoodie.
In my bed.
On my side.
“I know you have to go back downstairs. I’ll be here when you get back. Just you tonight, okay? I just want to be in bed with you.” Her fingers reach out squeezing my hands as I lay beside her, thinking about how I’m going to fall in love with her.
It could destroy me.
Or it could fix me.
I stay too long, watching her fall back asleep. Her lips parting as she nuzzles into my pillow, curling up in my bed. I want to fall asleep with her every single night for the rest of my life. And even then, it wouldn’t be enough.
Something about her, since she tripped and said something so unhinged we joked about it for hurts after, made me consumed with her.
In a world where people care so much about how people perceive them, here was Sadie with her Scooby Doo catch phrase, no manners, and no coordination.
Stealing all our hearts.
Smoothing back her hair, fingers lingering over her ears, I lay a kiss on her forehead before slipping out of bed and heading back downstairs to where the guys have changed the channel from her movie to whatever fight is on.
“Is she okay?” Jace checks in as he sips his water.
I nod, fingers running over my face.
She’s perfect.
“We can’t let her leave.” The words leave my mouth, eyes looking between my friends.
I’ve survived so much with them. War and death. Life is constantly coming for us and they’ve always been there and enough to ground me.
But now there is Sadie. And nothing will be alright if we don’t have her.
Jace looks at Pax, who is leaning back on the couch, a hand covering his forehead as he sips the bourbon that he spends too much money on. Letting out a deep breath, his sigh feels heavy as he nods his head.
Pax is always ready to make decisions.
“Sadie needs to know she’s ours. I don’t know what that looks like. I don’t know what she wants from being ours but I can tell you how I feel. How I want to take care of her. Have her here in the house where she belongs.” He sighs out, fingers running over his blonde hair as he looks towards Jace like he is going to have the answers to this.
Jace is the one who seems to be the best with omegas. He understands their softness like we don’t. He is the one that will do most of the research so we can be the best alphas for Sadie. Not that we won’t look up more about omegas. Jace just likes to know everything so he can plan for it all.
He just looks back at us because none of us know what to do.
After seeing her get so upset today, I know we all want to work on things with her, figure out what happened to make our girl freak out like that. But I understand emotions like that. When I first discharged from the Army there were lots of moments like that for me.
Getting lost in games and building security programs was a way to cope.
Pax made me go to the gym, thinking I locked myself away too long and needed to be outside or around other people. Working out so that I could move my body.
Anthony would cook meals for us, things with vegetables and fresh meat instead of energy drinks and protein powder shakes that were keeping us alive.
Jace stepped in to bring order to the house, making doctors appointments when we forgot and running things smoothly so we would all thrive instead of just surviving.
Then we just all were in business together.
Our lives had been tied together when we served and after we all left we needed each other to survive. So we had packed up.
Just like how we now needed Sadie to complete us. An omega to balance our alphas
“We should just talk to her. Ask her out on more dates.” Ant shrugs like it isn’t this huge decision. “We should also file paperwork so it’s official courting. I think she would feel better knowing we are taking that extra step. Something to ease her anxiety.”
Ant hasn’t dated seriously in years. He was a barracks bro and he spent most of his time at bars and in the back of cars with girls he all called honey because he forgot their names.
Him settling down with Sadie is almost as big as Jace.
Jace who was married to his high school sweetheart for a decade. A beta who hated the idea of pack life. Until we did a tour and he came back for his two weeks of RR to find her three months pregnant with another beta’s child .
We had been gone for five months at that point and had another four to go. Jace had moved all his stuff to a storage facility, filed for divorce and got on a plane back to us at that time.
After that Jace swore off dating.
We all had trauma and now want to date Sadie who is obviously battling her own demons.
“I think we should just be honest. That’s what Sadie needs. Honesty.” It’s simple but we all nod in agreement.
Heading upstairs an hour later, after we talked about where to go and plans for the upcoming week, I’m stunned by the sight of Sadie in my bed. Even though I left her there it’s still everything.
Her fingers are in her mouth, suckling them in her sleep. The blankets that had been tucked around her kicked away so I can see the white cotton thong she’s wearing. A clear wet spot on display as she rubs her thighs together, sweet mewls of pleasure coming out as she dreams.
That rich peach scent slams into my face and I’m groaning as I breathe her in.
Baby brat is having a wet dream.
Shutting the door with a snick of the lock I’m pulling off my hoodie. I start moving closer to the bed just as she slides her wet fingers from her lips, drool clinging to them as she pushes them down, rubbing the wet spot on her panties.
Fucking hell.
Climbing on the bed, I hover over her. My thumb tracing her wet lips as she tries to chase it to suck on it. Her oral fixation comes out even as she sleeps.
“Hey, baby brat, “ My voice is a whisper as she shifts. A whimper falls from her lips as I kiss over her ear, “Are you a needy little brat?” My thumb pushes its way into her mouth, watching how she suckles on it.
Her tongue tastes me as her eyes open, watching me in obvious lust.
I expect her to pull me away as her lips open, but she grabs my wrist, turning my hand as she presses my middle and ring finger between her lips .
The way Sadie’s tongue pushes out to make room, drool running down her chin as she wraps her lips around them and mimics the way it would feel if it was my cock between her lips.
The guys are going to kill me but I can’t stop this from happening.
Sadie shifts, her thighs going to rub together but I’m pressing my groin forward in the space. My cock hard against her wet center. She bucks, searching for more pressure as her eyes roll back and she groans around my fingers.
Sliding her hands down, Sadie touches the edge of my sweatpants, looking up at me with questioning blue eyes. She wants to know if this is okay.
As if I would fucking say no to having her touch my cock.
“Go ahead, brat. I want to feel your hands try to wrap around my cock, squeezing my knot.” Her blue eyes flash, her fingers tugging down my boxers and sweatpants in one pull.
And, fuck , her gasp. The way her eyes widen, looking from my cock to me and then back to my cock.
The wet sound as I pulled my fingers from her lips made me groan out as I reached down, holding the base of my cock, stroking myself with fingers slick from her mouth. It leaves a glistening trail on the shaft, that Sadie is looking at.
It’s not just my cock she’s looking at. At seven inches, I know I’m a solid size. Thick head and enough that she will feel me when we’re together. Her eyes are locked on the five rings going up my balls.
The scrotal ladder was done when I was suffering after getting out of the army. I was on a bender and woke up with a bunch of piercings on my junk and decided that I needed to clean up my act after that one.
“They’re just for decoration.” I tell her, watching her nod her head as she sits up.
Her hand reaches out, and she stops, looking up at me as I nod my head, sighing out as she cups my balls, a look on her face.
“I like them.” Her words make my cock twitch in my hand, her eyes on it as she leans in, her lips kissing my jaw, “I like you.” My lips capture hers in a kiss at her words, my hands leaving my cock to touch the bottom of her hoodie, loving how her arms raise up as I undress her from my clothes.
Her tits push against my chest as I grab her hips, pulling her forward so she can grind against my cock.
Sadie’s panties come off as I kick off my sweatpants the rest of the way and lay myself on top of her, grinding my cock against her center. What I don’t expect is the way her mouth falls open and a loud moan fills the room.
“OH CAM!” The way she moans for me, fingers digging into my shoulders as she pulls my mouth down to meet hers again.
There's no way the guys didn’t hear that.
But there is no way in hell that I’m going to tell her to be quiet. I want to hear all the sounds that she makes for me. Want to feel the way her moans vibrate in my mouth when she’s coming for me.
“What do you want, little brat? Tell me how you want me to make you come.” Her hand slides down, stroking my cock. Squeezing it as her thumb rubs over the head before jerking me again.
Her hand rubs over my knot, whimpering as the scent of her slick makes me growl in need.
Sadie is toying with me. I can tell from her devious smile that she wants to play.
“Can I taste you?” How the hell am I supposed to survive tonight if she is asking me questions like that?
I nod as she licks her lips, pushing me gently so I’m laying back and she’s rearranging herself, straddling my thigh as she reaches out, gripping my shaft as she lowers that pretty mouth of hers to my cock.
The way her tongue licks my sensitive skin, up and then back down until she traces my piercings with the tip, leaving wet trails as she goes. Her eyes are on me as her lips part and she takes the head of my cock into the hot space of her mouth.
Sadie licks, lapping at the precum leaking out, swirling her tongue over me like I’m a treat to be savored. Her jaw relaxes as the tightness of her lips increases and she sinks down talking more of me into her mouth.
The wetness from her pussy soaking my skin as she rocks back and forth, getting off on my leg as she enjoys sucking my cock.
“Sadie love. Fucccckkkk . Feels so good, love.” I test out putting my hand on her head, getting a purr from around her as she bobs up and down on my cock, rocking her hips against my leg.
She isn’t scared of me. The trust is there and I know she’ll let me guide her if I wanted to but I don’t. I want her to have full control in this situation.
I’m not going to last much longer. The way her tits are dragging across my skin, the wet sounds of her mouth, and the way her pussy feels against my leg is sensation overload. I’m already clenching, trying to keep myself from losing it so soon but Sadie tugging at my balls as she drools down my shaft has me seeing stars.
One of her hands squeeze my knot as she gags around me, drooling and whining against my shaft.
“Are you going to ride my thigh and get off like a good little brat?” Her eyes are on me as she nods, cock still stuffed in her mouth, “Be a good girl for me, Sadie love. Show me how you come from sucking my cock. Make a mess of me.”
The way her hips push forward; she wants to be a good girl for me.
The second she comes, her legs squeeze around mine, her moans strangled on my cock as she takes me deeper in her throat. The sensation too much as I pump a few times, spilling inside of her mouth. Watching as she swallows around my cock, taking all of it for me.
Her stomach presses to my sticky cock as she lays on top of me, her head against my ribs as she breathes heavily. Tired from her orgasm, smelling like me and pleasure.
It’s the best she’s ever smelled.
“Go to sleep, Sadie love. I have you.” She coos in response, but moments later she’s asleep against me and I can feel the way my eyes are starting to get heavy.
It’s usually so hard for me to fall asleep. I’ve tried every mix and match up of medication but nothing has worked. And then here is Sadie, lulling me to sleep with her warm body and soft breathes.
My eyes close and I just let myself go.