Page 77 of Bubblegum Pop

“I want to touch you, Gordon. I want to feel your skin on mine,” I mewled, tipping my head back, licking my lips as I met him with a heady stare and perfumed. “Why would you tie me up when we belong together? Don’t you trust me?”

I pushed out my aura, thickening my scent, trying to push him further.

Nearly there. His eyes were glazing over. If I had to fuck him, then I’d do it, but I wasn’t taking his knot, no matter how much my body said I needed it.

“Why don’t you cut away these straps so I can show you how much I’ve been longing for you?” I whimpered again, panting, my breasts rising and falling, letting him slaver over me. “I can already feel you inside me, Gordon. You’ll slip in so easily. We can fuck until my heat is sated.” Though Gordon would never do it for me, the physical pain which came from not being with my alphas would be worth it if I could escape.

He was getting hungry, and I just had to push him a bit further, bring him closer.

“Don’t you want that? I thought you said you wanted me. We’re mates, Gordon; I need you.” I sent another wave of my aura, and he shuddered.

He was panting, his cock straining against his trousers as his cheeks flushed with desire. Alphas like this were all the same.

Gordon came closer, near enough to stroke my cheek again. I sighed, as if I was complete from a single touch. It was easy to imitate when I felt that way last night with my alphas.

Another bloom of perfume wafted around us. “You smell so good,” I moaned, reaching out my tongue and licking his palm. “You’re my perfect match, Gordon. Bubblegum and lemon. We’re just meant to be together.”

A low growl vibrated from the back of his throat. I drew in a deep breath, letting his scent blanket me.

I was used to all kinds of scents, but there was something particular about him which made my stomach roil. It was probably the steady tremor of fear that thudded through me. I had to be careful. I couldn’t mess this up.

Heat flashed through my body, and I coughed, tipping forward. If I could at least come it would help ease the pain.

My head dropped, my mind racing as I tried to harness my need. My senses were escaping as my omega instincts wrenched control. I had to focus, but the pins and needles were already buzzing in my feet. If I didn’t get a knot, real or fake, I might end up going feral and tearing at my restraints just to get to Gordon and fuck him.

I was stronger than this. I hadn’t been fighting my biology for years to lose here.

Curving my back, I lifted myself up. “Gordon!” I cried, my eyes squeezing tight. If he thought I was presenting to him, maybe he would cut me free. “Please, I need your knot.”

I released another burst of perfume, hitting him hard, and his lids fluttered as he moaned. I was getting to him, just a bit more.

“What you need is a bite,” he said, another one of those grins spreading his lips over plump cheeks.

Real fear pounded through me. My whole body jerked, my gasp echoing in my ears, pupils blown as my heart plummeted. Suddenly, the heat which had been raging through my body vanished as I was plunged into ice.

I barely managed to catch myself, winded by his words. “A bite?” I choked out. “So fast? You don’t want to get to know me first?”

He brushed away my question with a flap of his hand. “Why would I when we have forever together?”

The game had totally changed.

If he bit me, that was it. Though I had to fuck anyone and everyone at the club, I had every luxury I could imagine. But if I had even a trace of a bite mark on my neck, I’d be thrown in the bargain bin. I could argue that I was kidnapped, though it wouldn’t explain why Zeus, Odin, and Apollo were in my room during my heat. That was if I escaped. Even if Gordon died, the bite would turn black on my skin. I’d be ruined either way.

He sucked in a breath, obviously concentrating as his aura swept over me. He was trying to calm me, probably to make it easier to bite me. I was surprised he actually had the balls to kidnap me with an aura that weak.

“Will you at least kiss me?” I moaned. “I want to taste you before you bite me.”

His eyes softened as he paused, sighing deeply. “Of course. Of course. And when you’re mine, I’ll give you everything you want.”

Gordon’s smile felt genuine this time, but that was worse. He clutched my shoulder as he bent down, leaning towards me. If it was five years ago, I might have accepted the offer, no matter how disgusting his scent was. Even if it felt like licking and drinking bleach every day, I’d have somewhere warm to sleep and food to eat.

But looking at his piggish face, the way he was slavering over me, how his fat fingers kept twitching in anticipation, I’d rather take the risk and try to return to my alphas.

“I’ve bought this whole mansion for you. All you have to do is present me your neck, accept my bite, and you’ll be all mine.”

And that’s when I took my chance.

I rocked my head back, just enough to shoot forward and crash my forehead into his. Agony rang through me, stars scattering in my darkened vision as I cried out in shock.

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