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With a blink of his stormy grey eye, I was entranced again, perfume blooming around me as I finally looked closely at his gnarled scars. They were twisted on the outside as I was on the inside. I went to kiss him, but pain crossed his face and he lifted a palm to my chest to stop me.

Instead, he reached for my hand. I thought we were here to fuck, though it was clear from the way he entwined our fingers that it was going to be so much more than that.

One day I’d trace every inch of him with my fingertips to find out his story, and learn what actually happened to leave him so beautifully scarred. The past three days had been too heavy, and I didn’t think I could deal with any more emotion. Now, I was so hot all I could focus on was Odin’s cock.

“You’re going to watch every inch of your cock disappear inside me,” I purred, clasping at Odin. “I want you to know how well I take you.”

“Give it to me, darling,” he said, his cock twitching in my hand.

This was what I needed. Alphas who were so desperate for me that their auras pulsed in time with their cocks.

“Which do you prefer?” I grinned at Odin as I rubbed my ass on Zeus’s fingers just as he began to push inside me. “My pussy or my crack?”

I spread my knees, sinking just enough for Odin’s tip to brush my entrance.

I thought I could handle it, but the second his pre-cum blended with my slick-soaked pussy, pure energy shuddered through us both.

“Oh, God!” I cried, eyes wide, looking down at him as his face echoed mine. “Odin!” A vibrant force whipped through me, so powerful I could barely take it. “What is this?” I whimpered, pressing against him instantly.

Something was building, growing, consuming us. I didn’t know what it was, but a fierce heat burst through me. My whole body buckled, and I melted into him, holding on for dear life as waves of pleasure flowed to every point of my body, setting me alight.

“Fuck,” he gasped, sitting up, tensing his thighs to take my weight. “Candy! Holy shit! What’s—” He choked off as I slicked again.

Zeus groaned, bending as his forehead falling onto my shoulder as he pressed in deeper. “What’s happening to you guys?” he asked, his lips on my shoulder.

“I don’t know! I haven’t—” I cut off with a hungry cry as I ground my hips on Odin. My mind was lost. I was sure I was going to die if they weren’t inside me.

It wasn’t like before. With those alphas, it was just physical. I wanted their knots, but I thought I would drown if Zeus and Odin weren’t touching me.

I held on to Odin’s hand, using his cock to spread my lips, painting his pre-cum over my pussy. I had to have his lemon vodka scent embedded in me.

“Are you still on birth control?” Odin panted as I dropped my weight down to the tip of his cock and on Zeus’s fingers.

All I could do was nod as I let him in. His tip breached my entrance, so broad I wasn’t sure I could even take him.

It was a rule that all omegas and betas had to be on birth control, both hosts and guests. And there was a team of nurses who checked everyone before and after each session to make sure nothing got around.

“Yes. Fuck, yes. I’m so glad,” I groaned as my head fell back onto Zeus’s shoulder. “Because I want to be full of cum.”

“Mine, too?” Zeus grinned as I twisted, grabbing his hair and yanking him down to my lips.

As the three of us moved together, I sunk further on Odin’s cock, widening me as I ravaged Zeus’s mouth. His lips were thick and hard, swallowing me just like my pussy swallowed Odin’s cock, until I couldn’t hold on any longer.

“Yes!” I gasped as I pulled back. “Yours, too. And Apollo’s. I want you mixed up inside me.”

I was scared of losing control because of what happened with those fuckboys, but knowing my alphas were as lost as I was made me want to tease them even more.

“Come on, sugar,” Zeus hummed as his fingers bottomed out, and I tremored. “Roll those hips for us.”

I perfumed again as he kissed my cheek. “This is my heat,” I said, shifting my hips, stars flaring behind my eyes as I sunk down another inch. “I make the rules.”

“Fuck, yeah, you do.” He rumbled against me. “So, tell me, is one of those rules that I can play with your clit?” he asked as he skimmed his teeth over my shoulder and my omega instincts lit up in pleasure.

The second the possibility of a bite appeared, there was no stopping me. I needed them fiercely, passionately. I needed them to fuck me like there was nothing else in the world but us.

“Yes,” I moaned, my thighs quaking as I sank even lower. “One hundred per cent yes. That’s rule number two.”

“Oh?” Zeus said, releasing my ass cheek, his hand sliding down my stomach, sweeping his fingers over my mound. “And what’s rule number one?”




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