Page 88 of Bubblegum Pop

Thighs, hips, chest, shoulders; I kept us connected as I poured my love into him.

He shuddered, gasping against my lips. There was a second of surprise before he softened into me, tilting his head back, moaning as I curved my hand around his hip. And then he was kissing me back with everything he could, his energy flaring through the bond.

“You are so fucking sexy,” I whispered to my beautiful, crazy, calm mate.

His eyes shot open, wildness fraying his edges. With his messy hair, fierce stare, and slashes of pink raging across his cheeks, Apollo was the most gorgeous he’d ever been.

He groaned as his head knocked back against the car. I could feel him relaxing as I ran a hand up his chest, caressing his neck, pushing my fingers through his hair.

“You okay?” I asked as I pressed my forehead to his, connecting us, asking him to surround me with his calm energy again. I knew it was selfish, but I needed him. I needed him to hold me and love me and support me like he always did, like I was trying to do for him.

I nudged his nose, hoping for an answer.

“I shouldn’t have let it go so far,” he said, his voice cracking.

“It wasn’t your fault,” I replied, knowing how deeply the rogue state had fucked with him. I kissed him lightly on the tip of his nose, blanketing him in my love.

“Maybe, but I’m still the pack lead,” he mumbled, his jaw quivering, notching his head back to meet me with pain. “Maybe if we had tried harder-”

I gently pressed my fingers to his lips. “Or if we had done anything else, it would be different.” I completed the sentence. I dropped my hand back to his waist, stroking him with my thumb. “This is what’s happened, and we can’t change it now. And watching you fucking destroying that guy was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” I leant back enough to grin at him.

He let out a heavy breath; the glint in his eyes was returning. Instead of replying, his fingers dug into my hips as he pulled me to him, grinding on me, his hard cock digging into my thigh as he showed me exactly what he wanted.

I needed to hear his voice, his moans and gasps. I couldn’t resist Apollo when he was like this, and I had to bring him back to me.

Rumbling against him, I met him by dropping my lips to his, crushing us together as he let me push him more roughly—just how he liked it.

Gravel crunched in the background as the fuckers that made up the security team buzzed around us, sending out commands, moving shit around, even fucking chatting like this was a normal day at work. I didn’t give a shit. It was all wiped away as I lowered my mouth, kissing a pathway down Apollo’s neck, my mate purring against me.

Michael’s games, Arrow and Bones involvement, the fucking contracts. None of it mattered when our omega was safe and my mate was melting in my arms.

I could have stayed there for hours. Just loving him and feeding him life with my touch, but I was so aware of his trembling grip, of his pain pulsing through the bond, and the towel in my hand that was supposed to be for him.

Besides, there was plenty of room in the car.

I tenderly placed another kiss on his lips before leaning back, meeting his eyes. His breathing had slowed and his calm energy was returning.

“Come on.” I gently took his good elbow, guiding him into the car before me.

Odin was on our left, back propped on the wall, lying with his huge legs spread open, one arm clenched around Candy’s waist, the other buried in her pussy as she writhed on him.

They both looked up as we entered. Odin’s concern beat strongly in him when he saw Apollo wince as he pressed his hands against the leather seat and pulled himself inside. He slid into the opposite seat, making sure he could see Candy.

Like the piece of shit I was, I didn’t give a fuck that there was a driver right on the other side of the panel. I wanted my mate, and, as I landed on the seat on all fours, lust ran through the bond. He arched his back and gave me an all too familiar smile.

I growled at him, and he chuckled. He held his shaking hands in front of him, showing me how deeply his wounds went. There was fucking bone showing, and we had to deal with it. I wrapped the towel around one hand to wipe away his blood. “This is going to hurt,” I said. “But I’ll make you feel good once I’m done.”

“Hmm.” His lips curved, his hum going straight to my cock. “Do you promise?”

There was a sigh from behind me as the car was filled with the heady scent of bubblegum. Apollo’s gaze flicked to her and as soon as she smiled at him, his whole body relaxed. His stare was still wild as he watched Odin wind Candy up. Her little gasps and moans echoed around the car as it drove away from the mansion. By the time I had finished cleaning Apollo up, my mate was rock hard. I knew the perfect thing that would distract him from the pain, and I was never one to leave him wanting.

“You’re going to stay the fuck still while I show you just how sexy I think you are,” I murmured against his ear.

Apollo groaned, his hands falling to his sides as I crawled over him. I was floored by the way he arched his back as I ran my hands down his stomach. My mate really was the best.

I found his hips, pressing a hand against his cock while I popped the button on his trousers.

Looking up, I grinned as relief took over. I sent every drop of love I had to Apollo, sighing as his eyes fluttered closed and he moaned.