Page 50 of Bubblegum Pop

“It’s safer if you stay this time,” I said to Zeus.

He let out a short breath through his nose, his discontent rumbling between us, but he knew I was right.

I stroked the back of my fingers over his arm, smiling up at him. “I’ll be back before you know it,”

“You better. I’m hungry after all that effort, and your ass is looking particularly fantastic in that suit.”

I laughed, the heat in his eyes going straight to my cock.

Lifting myself up on the balls of my feet, I pulled him down for a rough kiss. “Or maybe I’ll be fucking you tonight.”

“You are terrible,” he groaned, quickly dropping to my lips again.

Quickly, because, if I stayed, there was only one direction we were going.

“You love it,” I purred before slipping out of his arms, lust pulsing between us as I ran back to the theatre.

It was better this way, anyway. We all hated watching guests bid on her, and I'd protect Zeus any way I could. The way they fought over her, how she teased and flirted with the bidders, it sickened me, and what came after was even worse.

Because the only people she should be spreading her legs for was us.

Odin

The worst part of the night was finally over. An alpha pair won the bid, and the other guests trailed out, some leaving, others buying different omegas for the night so they could fuck until they were satisfied. Zeus and Apollo usually devoured each other after every show, too. Both of them were so pent-up after watching her that they needed the release. Apollo always wanted me to join them, but even after so many years, I still felt like the extra.

I was backstage, at the bottom of the steps, waiting to escort her to her boudoir, taking deep breaths to calm myself.

Because Candy had steadily been growing worse.

Apollo told her last week we were leaving and ever since, she’d ramped herself up, focused on tipping us over the edge.

Her seventh heat was nearly here. We’d gone through this enough times with her that it had become beyond painful.

At first, Michael tortured us by making us guard her rooms nonstop, like we had during her first one. For her fourth heat, he finally gave us a break, but the three of us went insane knowing other alphas were standing outside her door, protecting her. No matter how difficult it was guarding her mid-heat, it was better than discovering something had happened when it was too late.

We had been taking care of her solidly for years. We used to split our time between her and the other omegas, but Candy threw tantrums until the managers agreed no one would guard her apart from us.

We had to have a break. Zeus, especially. She had pressed herself up against him yesterday and tried to drag him into a broom closet. If I hadn’t caught them, he wouldn’t have hesitated sticking his dick in her, which was the main reason we were leaving.

It was going to be difficult, but Rio would be good for us. Zeus and I could go surfing, mountain biking, sky-diving, and whatever other sports we could find, while Apollo could sit on the beach and soak up the sun and actually really relax for once in his life. We could spend time burning off our energy and not get worked up about being away from Candy for so long.

Which was the plan, but Candy was doing everything she could to make us stay.

She stood at the top of the stairs in just her thong, holding my eyes as she slowly descended. My muscles tightened at each hollow thud of her feet as she drew closer. No matter how much perfume she wrapped me in, I wasn’t falling for it. Being able to be by her side was more important than a night of fucking. If Benny or Michael caught us with her again, that was it. We were out, carted off to God knows where, and left pining for her until our contract was over. And that was the mild punishment. At least if we went to Rio, we knew we could come back.

As she reached the last step, I caught the barest hint of a smirk before she ‘tripped’, opening her arms the moment I reacted, falling against me, pressing her naked body to my suit as I grabbed her.

Did I say the bidding was the worst part of the night?

I meant this.

“Odin,” she whined, a quick rub against my shirt before she moulded her body to mine. She ground her pussy into my thigh, the fresh smell of slick oozing off her. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I held her, already fighting my alpha instincts to ram myself inside her.

She knew I wouldn’t fall for her tricks, which meant she could act out with me.

Her firm nipples poked through my white shirt, her ass shaking, biting her lip as she looked at me desperately. “Please, Odin… I want…”

“No.” I shook my head, steeling myself for this battle, peeling her fingers off me and forcing myself to release her body.