Page 58 of Bubblegum Pop

An omega, my omega, was offering herself to me on a plate, and I was going to feast.

I didn’t realise I had crossed the room until I was pushing her onto her back and wrenching open her thighs. My inner beast erupted, my aura flaring around us, my rut shuddering through me as I pounced.

Grasping her calves, I dragged her to the edge of the bed, the sheet bunching up around her ass as I fell to my knees, growling, my thighs against the side of her high bed.

Candy laughed, high and clear, until I flattened my tongue to run from her entrance straight to her clit. Bubblegum popped in my mouth, and I parted her lips as her clit twitched under my tongue. She still held herself open so I could wrap my lips around her clit and suck.

“Oh God, Zeus. Just like that. Please,” she whined, as her whole body buckled.

The moment I licked her slick, everything dissolved, and I became an animal as I devoured her.

I needed to be inside her. I had to fill her. And her bubblegum slick was so luscious I had to drink it all up before I gave her my cock.

Instead of swallowing her down, I pressed my fingers to her entrance, sliding two into her wet heat, a scream tearing from her. She was so soft and perfect, her pussy clenching around my fingers, her slick soaking my hand.

Her moans and cries were heaven, and she sunk her fingers into my hair, my name falling from her lips again and again. I loved every piece of her I could reach, lapping at her until she mewled, holding me still as she ground her pussy against my tongue. “Zeus.” she whispered, as if I’d stolen her breath. “Zeus, please, I’m so close.”

One last lick had her coming on my tongue, her legs flying wide, her back arching, crying out for me as I brought her over the edge. She was dancing for me, her hips shaking, her body quaking, her heavy panting thrusting her pert nipples up as she groaned.

I lapped at her, and I wasn’t going to stop, even if she begged me to.

“Fuck, yes. Don’t let me go.” She urged me on.

“Not a chance, sugar. You’re mine now.”

If she thought there was any way I was letting her go after this, she could think again. Like those crazed alphas who went into rut at the smallest hint of her scent, I would possess her, make her mine, make her part of our pack so I could watch her face as Apollo fucked her while I was inside him.

She belonged to us. No one was ever going to touch her but us from now on.

My head pitched forward, my tongue finding her entrance, sucking up the slick that ran from like honey.

“Your knot,” she choked out. “Zeus, I need your knot.”

How long had it been since I had knotted an omega? Not since the last time we were with her. Apollo helped me through my ruts, though it wasn’t the same as thrusting into a begging omega who craved my knot more than oxygen.

I rose, standing over her as I took in the absolute fucking beauty of my omega laid out for me.

“I want nothing more than to fuck you, sugar,” I said, pulling off my shirt in one smooth motion, practically purring as she ran her gaze over my body. “But I’m not putting my fat knot inside you until my pack is here.”

“Why?” she moaned. “Zeus, I…”

I grabbed my jeans, pushing at the waistband just enough so my cock bounced free. Her eyes widened, her sweet lips parting into an O as I clasped my knot and groaned.

“Because they need to see your face as you take all of this.”

Perfume burst around us as raw lust smashed through my body with hot need for her. I couldn’t control my aura, energy tremoring between us, blending with her, beating with my love for her.

“You like that plan?” I asked as I threw off my jeans and returned to the edge of the bed.

She lifted herself on her elbows, smiling coyly at me before shuffling back. “So, if I told you my pussy is aching,” she said as she fed her hand over her stomach, “that I need to squeeze around a knot, that I… ah,” she cried out as she flicked her clit. “I need one…” Candy started trembling again as she rubbed herself. “I need a knot, Zeus.”

I growled, my lips riding back over my teeth. I couldn’t deny her when she asked so prettily.

She reached out, picking up her pathetic toy, waving it between us. “Either you knot me, or this does.” She knew it was nothing compared to my cock, and if I wasn’t nearly rabid, I’d tell her to do it just to see how long it would take her to admit she wasn’t satisfied. But that was Odin’s shit. I didn’t have patience for that.

I couldn’t take it anymore. Apollo was there, thumping through me, telling me to back the fuck off, but I fell on her, anyway. The toy was forgotten as I landed on all fours, her body tiny under mine.

I lowered to my elbows, leaning in to meet her shining baby blues.