Page 57 of Bubblegum Pop

I released myself, my cock throbbing, needing her tight heat wrapped around my knot and her perfume filling my lungs.

I growled to myself, ripping off my clothes. I’d get changed and try to calm the fuck down. I didn’t want to waste all the fantasies that had been building up for years in one go. I just hoped our omega was prepared for what we had in store for her.

Zeus

Odin was right, of course.

He always was about shit like this.

The second I stepped into the corridor, I could smell the sweet scent that haunted my dreams and nightmares sticking to the walls. It emanated from her room like a siren calling me, and I was a happy sailor following her to my doom.

I ran straight towards her door. A brief tug in the bond from Apollo made me pause, but not for long.

Apollo sent me love so strong that it shuddered through my body. My pack was the only reason I had resisted her so far, and they weren’t here.

This time, Candy had asked us to guard her personal rooms instead of that horrible fake nest she had for guests.

I stood right outside the door to her real apartment, staring at the white paint intensely, reaching for her with my aura to try to sense what was happening on the other side. She usually had her heats at the Spa or in her boudoir, but her juicy scent was so fucking thick she had to be in there.

Odin sent me strength, Apollo’s love grew, and I was determined to stay outside and wait on her. I was strong enough to resist with their help, but it didn’t matter when a harsh scream ripped from inside her room.

Panic burst inside me, my breath stolen, heart frozen, and I couldn’t think over the choking fear that drenched me. I punched in the code without thinking, and those desperate two seconds it took the lock to register, beep, and click open were pure hell.

If another alpha had broken in, if anyone had touched her, I’d shred them, starting with their cocks.

Any thoughts of consequences evaporated. I had to get to her. We were her bodyguards. It was our duty to keep her safe. That’s what I’d tell anyone who asked.

Another scream, followed by a loud crash, and Candy yelling out, “Help me! Someone! Help!”

A growl tore from me, and I slammed my palms on the door, shoving it so hard it banged against the wall.

I was inside instantly, my head snapping right where her scent was heaviest.

I quickly scanned the room. No one else had seen her apartments apart from Apollo, and I was so fucking jealous. Everything was various shades of pink and purple, and every single inch of the glittering room was drenched in bubblegum. I couldn’t focus on that; I needed to get to her.

The scent of an omegas heat was always richer and more prone to stick inside an alpha’s nose, mouth, throat, and memory, and it was no different with Candy’s.

As soon as I laid eyes on her, I nearly fell to my knees.

She was completely naked, chest on the mattress, head pressed into a pillow, knees under her as her ass flew sky-high. She turned her head towards me, her eyes glazed, pupils blown, moaning as she rocked her hips.

But that wasn’t what floored me.

It was how her hands fed between her legs, one furiously rubbing her clit, the other frantically thrusting a pink knotted dildo into her pussy as she gasped “Zeus, fuck…” Heavy slick oozed down her thighs, joining the already wide stain spread around her knees. “I’m so…” a cry fled from her, “...glad you’re here,” she finished, her thighs shaking, her ass waving like the fucking temptress she was.

I threw the front door shut behind me. No other fucker got to see this except me. It was art in fucking motion.

Her hand picked up speed, holding my gaze with her desperate eyes. “Zeus. Zeus, help me,” she called out. “I need you.”

I stepped towards her as the dildo entered her again. I was replacing that thing with my cock as soon as fucking possible. At least five times a week, I had to sit back as she flaunted on stage for other alphas, but not this time. This was all for me.

Candy whimpered as she stretched her left knee back, extended her leg, and rolled onto her left side. She bent her right knee upward, exposing herself, her pussy swallowing the dildo. Until she gripped the base, drew her head back, and pulled the dripping pink length from her, the same colour as her glittering nails.

I watched her in awe, salivating as she dropped it on the bed beside her.

Candy’s blonde locks swept her shoulders as she gasped. I was fixated on her fingers, trailing to her pussy lips to expose herself, and she perfumed. “Taste me, Zeus. I want your tongue on my pussy.”

Any sense of control I could have had vanished as my alpha instincts exploded.