Page 97 of Bubblegum Pop

The look on Apollo’s face as he licked them was enough to send me over the edge another time. I brushed my stomach to reach my pussy, rubbing my clit hard as Zeus picked up his speed. He drew all the way back to the tip, kissing my neck, then used his whole strength to push back inside me.

I finally screamed, my eyes rolling back in my head, my vision darkening as he consumed me. He grabbed one weak leg, raising it in the air, using it as support as he thrust into me with everything he had. He was ravaging me, reshaping me so all I could take was his cock. And it was heaven. I could hear Apollo and Odin dancing with each other somewhere in the distance, but I was too wrapped up in Zeus and in his passion fruit scent. His sweat covered me, and the way he grunted every time he entered me ripped another scream from my throat. It was insane. I was insane. His knot slammed against my ass, stopping him from going deeper, and widening me just that extra bit every time he pushed in.

I was too numb to play with my clit. All I could do was reach out, grip Odin’s arm, and gasp as his brother destroyed my ass.

They were my mates, my rocks, the ones I was going to spend the rest of my life with—to feel like this forever—filled by their love, so I’d never have to be alone again.

“Bite…” I managed to choke out.

“What is it, Candy?” Odin was there, right with me, his cheeks red from Apollo’s mouth. He writhed as Apollo’s head bowed back and forth on his cock, as if Apollo was praising him simply for being stiff. They were as lost as I was, and I wanted their lust and hunger.

Odin found my hand and threaded his fingers through mine, holding me as Zeus’s cock plunged deeper. “Bite me, Zeus,” I cried out, and Zeus groaned. His rhythm slowed, and with two more thrusts, he surged, burying himself deep inside me. As soon as he stopped, the raw heat of friction returned, joined by the burn of my actual heat.

“Candy,” Zeus hummed as he nudged my neck. “Where do you want me?”

I shivered with anticipation as I lifted my hand, pressing two fingers against the empty skin of my neck, the opposite side of my throat to his brother’s bite.

How many times had I pictured this? Late at night, lying in my nest by myself, either on the mattress or nestled in their clothes, stroking myself, or pushing a knotted vibrator into myself, imagining they were there with me, needing a bite so badly I would squeeze the muscle on my neck to feel what it would be like if they took me.

“Sugar, my knot’s gotta be inside you if I’m going to bite you. What do you say?”

I couldn’t stop the tears. I clutched Odin’s hand, meeting Apollo’s eyes. “Yes, for fuck’s sake,” I sobbed. “Do whatever you want. Just bite me.”

I put all my focus on Zeus as he gently removed my fingers from my neck and started to lick me. His scent blanketed me, his aura penetrating through me as he reached a hand over my hip, taking care of me by massaging my clit as he his knot breached me.

It was so much, so overwhelming, that even the smallest press had me coming. I swayed against him, trying to get him further, quicker, but he dragged it out until I was begging for it again. “Please, Zeus. Harder. Please, more. Just give me more.”

My perfume was everywhere, and their scents surrounded me, too. I trembled, writhing my body, shaking as Zeus kept me pinned down and loved me.

He kept working my clit as drool pooled in my mouth, my body gone as Zeus’s hips rocked, driving himself deeper and deeper, the stretch so wide all I could feel were the ridge and bumps of his knot inching into my ass.

Until one more push, one hard thrust from Zeus, and I screamed, my orgasm so powerful that I squirted over my thighs and onto his wrist.

Both of us collapsed on the mattress, panting and moaning, but he didn’t stop licking me. I wildly bucked my hips, adjusting to the size of his knot embedded in me.

Zeus was so fully pressed inside me that his crotch was firm against my tailbone. His head fell onto my shoulder as he came, the raw heat filling me. “Fucking hell, Candy. I knew it would feel good, but fuck. You’re amazing.”

I felt the same, but I couldn’t speak. My entire world was being reshaped, and all I could do was hold on for the ride.

He lifted his hand to sweep away strands of hair which stuck to my throat. We were both sweating, panting, both complete messes, covered in my slick, and I loved it. I wanted it to be as real as possible. I had imagined this in so many ways, and it was better than I had ever dreamed.

“I told you I would get your ass.” Zeus laughed as his teeth skimmed my neck again, sucking me, preparing me. Apollo stroked Odin’s cock while they focused on me so fiercely it felt like all three of them were bonded to me already, not only Odin pulsing away.

“Here I come,” Zeus murmured against my neck, seconds before his teeth pressed to my skin, and he bit down. I cried out at the pain, but it was washed away with happiness as his energy flooded into me. I could feel his power, the real alpha shining through. Whenever he touched me, I felt his sparks, but now he was pure lightning firing around my body I couldn’t contain.

He bit harder, and I gasped as his jaw locked, and the spiralling bond connecting our hearts, sealing us together, cementing our bond.

He joined Odin inside me, feeding me, sustaining me as I ground my hips on Zeus, losing control around his knot.

Apollo’s lips brushed Odin’s cock again, and he thrust up into Apollo’s mouth. My eyes shot open as he came, lost in his pleasure, clinging to me. I could feel how deeply it affected him, how much it meant for Apollo to be with Odin like this. Most of all, I could feel Zeus—his happiness and relief at finally biting me and merging with each other.

“Oh God…” I whispered, so overwhelmed by all of it that I didn’t realise Zeus was preparing to shift me until I felt myself lifting, suddenly lying on top of Zeus, my weight pressing onto his knot.

Apollo’s head rose, wiping his lips with his thumb with a smirk. “Me next,” he purred the moment before Odin grabbed him and pulled him into a heady kiss.

Apollo moaned against his lips, chuckling as Odin growled at him. “Or is it you?” Apollo’s battered fingers traced the raven spread across Odin’s collarbone, their passion flaring again. After everything we had gone through, Apollo’s dominance thrummed through the bond like a bright sun, declaring he really was the pack leader. My alphas were playing, fighting with each other, though we all knew Apollo would win if it was serious.

Zeus eased back from the bite, licking the wound, beginning the healing process. I burst with joy at how the alphas I loved weaved around each other, their silent conversation filled with love rather than words.

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