Page 60 of Bubblegum Pop

“I’m nearly there, Zeus.” She was panting so hard, her body slack, letting me dominate her completely. And it was the best fucking thing I had done in years. The best thing I’d done since I’d last fucked her.

“You’re magic,” I groaned as I pressed my cock against her, getting her there, our bodies flowing in time together, sweat and breaths blending, our passion fruit and bubblegum so sweet that the only thing that could cool it was my brother’s sharp scent. It was how we stayed balanced as a pack, our mango and passion fruit, Odin’s lemon vodka, and, when Candy finally became our omega, we’d need my brother more than ever.

“I’m going to come again,” she croaked. “Oh God, Zeus.” Every movement brought us closer until her cries peaked.

But, at that moment, the door burst open, and my mate stumbled in.

His growl was lost as Candy dissolved under me. Her pussy quivered, her ankles firm around my back, using me to rock her hips in time with the thrust of my cock through her folds.

Every part of her was a mess, and it was stunning. Her hair laid out around her, pink slashes on her cheeks, wild eyes, rose skin pearled with sweat. I was sure Candy would keep on slicking for me until the end of time.

Apollo’s surprise transformed into lust as she came. I could feel him watching us, feel how much he wanted this.

“Zeus!” he snapped as the door clicked shut behind him. As if it was my fault our omega lured me in here. I could tell he was trying to be ‘the good guy’, but I knew he wanted her as much as I did.

Candy shook, clinging to me with small whimpers as I eased off her pussy, lifting myself up to grin at the pleasure on her face. Both of us turned our heads to look at our mate expectedly.

Apollo’s pupils were blown as he took us in, and he’d already forgiven me.

He’d frozen, exactly the same way I had, absorbing the details of the scene of our crime, before desire suddenly blazed through him, and he nearly collapsed.

We were both on fire, but not as much as Candy, who was mewling, pleading with me to stay with her. “Zeus, make me come. I need to come again. Please.”

“You’re perfect when you’re in heat,” I groaned, leaning in to kiss her. All I had to do was line up my slick-covered cock and push inside her.

Her sharp heels on my hips urged me on, but Apollo was already jumping onto the bed beside us.

Our gazes clashed, and I opened myself to him, showing him everything I was feeling—how content I was to have my two mates together, and how much I wanted him there with me when I made her scream.

Candy reached out a hand, her mouth wide, eyes fluttering closed. “Apollo, I need you.” Her voice trembled as I ground against her again. My cock was aching. Just seeing them together nearly sent me over the edge.

“I’m right here, sweetheart,” Apollo murmured as he stretched over her, his knees next to her elbow, his palm denting the duvet beside her right cheek.

I lifted my head as he teased his fingers through hers, sighing in satisfaction as he bent to steal her lips in a fierce kiss. With Apollo loving her, I could focus on her pussy again.

She shuddered, letting out a small gasp as Apollo stroked her face, tracing his fingers over her nose, her cheeks, her lips, honouring every inch of her gorgeous face, the same way he did for me when we lay in bed wrapped in each other’s arms.

“I’ve missed you,” she whispered to him, tugging him down to kiss.

I loved her. I loved them both, but I loved watching them together most of all.

Now that my mate was here, it was time for the real fun to begin.

Candy

Imeant it when I said I missed him. I had missed all of them deeply, and I had pushed it away so I didn’t have to endure the harsh ache of their rejection eating away at me.

As Zeus crawled down my body, Apollo found me again, stealing a tender kiss, infused with love, before his lips travelled down my body. Leaning over me from my right, he played with my breasts, tasting my nipples, teasing me with flicks and nips as Zeus forced me towards another orgasm with his tongue.

I used to think there was a limit to how many times I could come, but my mates had totally destroyed that belief. They had set the bar so high two years ago that I was left craving after every heat. Because I needed them, and my pleasure always depended on how interested I was in the alphas who were with me.

This was my seventh heat, and I’ve become so much better at controlling myself. If the alphas who bought me restricted me too much, I’d still go feral, but at least I knew who I was. Being with them now was the first time I felt relaxed in years. I was free and there was no need to force myself to stay in control, because control was mine to keep or give up whenever I was with them.

Shaking, my body was already jelly. My perfume was so thick it was amazing there wasn’t a pink haze around us, and Zeus’s rut ignited more desire inside me. Apollo kept his calm demeanour, even when he moaned, and I knew I could make him crack. Zeus was easy, it was clear what he wanted. The petty omega in me had to make Apollo lose control as payback for all the stupid reasons he gave for why they had to leave.

But he was spoiling me with soft strokes and gentle bites and I couldn’t resist him as he kissed a trail down my stomach, lifting from me to tug on Zeus’s shoulder.

The loss of their mouths was soon replaced by wet slick from my pussy as they kissed. Apollo pulled Zeus closer to lick me from his lips, both groaning as their fruity scents blended with mine.