Page 93 of Bubblegum Pop

“You already knew, didn’t you?” she whispered, hurt lacing her tone.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice low. “I had to check everywhere. I needed to know you were safe.”

“It’s okay.” She nodded, stretching her hand out towards him. “I just wanted to be here when you saw it for the first time.”

He moved towards her, wrapping his good arm around her so she could bury herself against him. “And I’m here now,” he murmured as he pressed his lips to her forehead. “I’m not going anywhere.” he repeated, and she sighed happily as she lifted her hand to rub her bite mark poking above his collar.

“We’re going to have to do something about that.” She grinned as her gaze dropped to the obvious bulge under Odin’s trousers. He wasn’t the only one. A thread of tension ran through her nest as the heavy scent of her slick surrounded us.

She stepped away from Apollo, her body shuddering as she moved towards my brother, and I wasn’t having any of it.

He was the one who kept saying no every time I wanted to bite her, and Apollo kept saying no whenever I wanted to fuck her.

“Not a fucking chance, sugar,” I growled, so fucking grateful we had her back. “You’re mine this time.”

I threw the first aid kit at Odin, not looking at him as I swept her up in my arms and kissed her as if my life depended on it. She went limp under me, her needy moan travelling straight to my cock.

Her obsession with Odin pounded through their bite, our twin bond showing me everything, and I had to be part of her game. Yeah, I was a selfish fuck, but she was my omega, too.

It felt like years since I’d tasted her. Everything had been such a whirlwind that it was mental that it had all happened in a day. She jumped up and swung her legs around my hips as I grabbed her ass and pulled her to my chest, digging her hands into my hair while she laughed with my kiss.

“I love you,” she hummed against my lips and I groaned, drinking in her gorgeousness. Despite being kidnapped and fucking beaten, she still shone like the stars above us.

She pressed on my shoulders and gave me one of those smirks that first made me fall in love with her. “Get down,” she growled, heat pulsing off her.

I clung to her as I bent my knees, bouncing onto the thick mattress, and she giggled as her hair spread around her and she shone like an angel. On all fours over her, I could feel heat writhing through the bond as Apollo and Odin watched us, but all my focus was on her.

Candy adjusted herself, leaning back to push at my trousers. I relaxed, letting her take the lead. Her pink nails, now chipped and cracked, etched red lines across my hips as she made quick work of the buttons, spreading the material and purring at the sight of my cock, all ready for her.

Trousers off, she flung it onto the pile of clothes to her right, and I was sure I wasn’t getting them back.

“On your back,” she said, reigning over me like a fucking goddess.

“Oh no, sugar, if we’re fucking, we’re doing it my way.”

My rut would keep me hard, but I wanted her to work for my cum.

Her eyes flashed, her fingers pressed against my shoulders, and curled as a shiver ran through her. “What do you want me to do?” she teased, asking me to take her bait.

I groaned and leaned forward, pulling her into a kiss, tasting candy on my lips, and thanking fuck that we had her back.

Odin

We were here, finally here. In her nest, in the place she treasured most in the world.

There was no way the others didn’t notice it. The large bed, the endless fours scattered around the room, and our clothes. Just the idea of her sleeping curled up in our scents had more love pulsing from me.

With one bite she had become my whole world. I needed to be with her; I had to be beside her. She was my blood and my oxygen. I couldn’t live without her.

It hadn’t been like this when I bit Apollo. I was so close to snarling as Zeus took her away from me. But Apollo brushed a ruined hand over my arm and nodded to a low wooden chair near the door, one of four placed around the room. They all faced the mattress in the centre, like we had in our pack house.

I watched Apollo in the faint light as he sat. He’d always been beautiful, but Candy brought out a fierceness in him that was sexy as hell.

I moved to him, kneeling before him, as I always should have.

“Give me your hand,” I said as I looked up at him. He dragged his gaze away from Zeus and Candy to land on me.

I loved the softness of him, though sadness tinged his eyes.

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