9. Zeus

Igroaned as I weakly tugged against the handcuffs, both my wrists stinging, though it was nothing compared to the pounding of my head, and my hand where they pulled out the glass. Even half a day later, blood still roared through my veins, matched with my need to destroy any fucker who wasn't my brother or my mate.

I couldn't look at Odin, not when the doctors had wrapped him up so tight in bandages that he could have been any of the alphas from the pub.

After the bartender knocked me out, I woke up in an ambulance. I couldn't sense my brother in our bond or Apollo close to me, and I was fucking wild, tearing at the back doors of the speeding van, trying to find them until they managed to sedate me.

Odin on my left, Apollo on my right, both lying flat on hospital beds, layered in cheap blankets. They were both attached to machines that were supposed to confirm they were alive by constant beeps, but I just stared at the screens, daring them to stop.

Rage simmered under my surface, like a pool of lava waiting to erupt. One wrong word from those doctors, one wrong fucking move, and I was sure I'd go rogue again. I could taste it at the edges of my mind. The only reason I was fucking stable was the hope that my pack was going to make it.

They"d handcuffed my left wrist to the rails of Odin's bed, the other to Apollo's. They let me stay as long as I agreed to take another sedative shot they used for rogue alphas, so, of course, I fucking agreed. We were in a special alpha ward, where the beds were bolted to the floor in case any of us lost our shit due to the pain, but I was stronger than normal alphas. If I wanted to escape, I could, but I wouldn't until both of them woke up.

It was three long hours of not seeing them while they stitched Apollo up. A four-inch blade had been rammed straight into his gut. But I could feel him beating inside me, and I sent him as much energy as I could, though most of my focus was on reaching Odin.

He came back from surgery six hours later, and to be honest, I was glad I couldn't see what was going on with his head. Even his rasping breaths nearly made me puke. I didn't know how he was alive, but I'd been praying non-stop since I woke up that they'd both survive.

Because he wasn't there. I couldn't feel Odin, even though I was sitting by his feet, his chest rising and falling under the fuck-ugly pink hospital blanket they'd wrapped him in.

They said losing a pack member was the most painful thing anyone could experience. Depending on how they died, the pain could be so extreme that it drove some people mad. Others felt their mate's death so deeply that they died themselves. And cleaving, severing the bond between yourself and a pack, was just as dangerous. Either way, the mating bites, whether it was on the neck, arms, or arse, went black after a death or a cleave, like the skin had gone rotten.

As twins, Odin and I"d had our own special bond since we were kids, but we both shared a mating bond with Apollo.

I kept checking Apollo's neck. Odin and I had bitten him under each ear, and Odin's bite was still pure as fucking snow. That's what I was clinging to as I slouched in the crappy hospital chair and tried to keep my shit together, even though my world was falling apart.

My head dipped as I squeezed my eyes closed, my guilt pounding like a fucking sledgehammer pounding in my body. It was all my fault. If I hadn't reacted, if I'd just forced down my pride and let those bastards get on with their night, then maybe we'd be back in bed, Apollo sucking on Odin's cock as I took my mate from behind, celebrating the fact we were fucking heroes.

Now all I had were the echoes of people walking behind me, chatting, and shouting on the other side of the flimsy white curtain that shut us in, and the intense chorus of beeping machines.

I knew Apollo would forgive me—he was just like that. But I still hoped he would hate me, even just a little bit. It would make the pain of what I'd done so much harsher, and I fucking deserved it.

The beeping of one of the machines suddenly sped up like a bullet train, and I gasped, my gaze shooting up to find Apollo, his head twisted to the right, staring at Odin with wide eyes.

"No," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "No. Odin. Please…" My mate let out a pained sob as he yanked himself up, the machines going haywire as pain stabbed through my abdomen.

"You've got to stay still," I wheezed. "You're going to fuck yourself up if you move."

He'd looked pale when he was asleep, but now he was sheet white; even the gleam of his hair had become bland in the shitty hospital light.

"Zeus," Apollo croaked, looking at me with despair. "What did they say? Will he be okay?"

I had to bite my lip to stop my stinging eyes from releasing all the tears I'd been holding back since I woke up. Tears were already slipping from Apollo, along with his cries.

I didn't need to give him an answer, just a sharp shake of my head.

"Oh, God," Apollo gasped, dragging himself to the edge of the bed, ripping off the heart rate monitor, pulling out the IV, yanking out all the wires and needles they had shoved into him. "Odin. Where are you?"

He managed to get his feet over the edge before I had a chance to stop him.

"Wait!" I tried to catch him, but the handcuffs tensed against the bed railings, and, by the time I'd even thought of tearing out of them, Apollo had fallen to the floor and violent pain burst in my abdomen.

"I can't feel him, Zeus," Apollo whined desperately as he heaved himself off the floor. One hand on the thick plastic rail of Odin's bed, he winced as he shoved off the ground. His stitches must have burst, but the cheap hospital dress was so huge on him that I couldn't tell how badly he was bleeding.

"Odin, baby, please wake up." Apollo leaned over the side of Odin's bed, reaching for him as my heart fucking broke.

They hadn't said Odin was going to die, though they said we had to prepare ourselves for the worst. Maybe he'd slip into a coma, maybe he'd disappear one day, tearing me and Apollo up in the process.

"Zeus, what's happening?" Apollo's devastated gaze crashed into mine, piercing straight through me. It was my fault he looked like that, that he was killing himself to get to my idiot brother, who never admitted how much he loved Apollo even though we all knew he did.

"I'm so sorry," I choked out. It was all I could say. I couldn't even lean over, bury my face in my hands, and fucking cry.

How was I supposed to tell our family that I'd killed him? It was just me and Odin. We had a few cousins, though it wasn't the same, and I had no idea if Mum was even going to be able to handle it. Maybe she already knew.

"It's okay," he whimpered, reaching for Odin, clutching at his shoulder. We had a brief ray of hope as Odin twitched, but it could have just been Apollo shifting him. "It's going to be okay. Just tell me it's okay, Zeus."

"Apollo, I…" I couldn't stand the sight of fat tears rolling down his cheeks, dripping from his jaw and staining his hospital gown. And I wasn't even allowed to wrap my arms around my mate.

Arms spread, cuffed to the beds, I could only watch as Apollo's body shook, and he swayed over the bed. "I just need to bite him again," he murmured, pushing at the bandages over Odin's neck. "I can give the bond an extra boost. That will help, right?" He looked at me with empty hope in his eyes.

I nodded numbly. It was like our physical pain had vanished and all that was left was the aching fear we were going to lose him. "Do it. Anything. Get your fucking teeth in him again."

Turning his attention back to Odin, he sucked in a hard breath. If we could reignite our bond, then maybe there was a chance.

We both trembled, agony slashing through us. They'd cleaned the blood from Odin's skin, so we could see how dead he really looked under all those bandages.

When the doctor told us there was a chance he might make it, I suspected they were trying to give us hope. If it hadn't been for his shallow breathing, I would have sworn he was gone. Apollo pushed his fingers to Odin's neck, frantically searching for the pulse under his ear. Even though the machine still beeped, we needed to feel it for ourselves, and when Apollo found it, he let out a harsh sob.

His legs nearly gave way as he grasped the rail of the bed, his shoulders shaking, anguish pounding from him. I didn't know how I was going to live with myself after this.

Just as Apollo pulled himself back up and leaned over Odin, tears raining on the bandages, a hollow tap sounded from behind me, different from any of the hospital noises I'd heard in the long hours I'd been stuck here.

The curtain rail scratched as it opened. "Good morning, gentleman." A light voice spoke from behind me, and I could only twist so far to see who it was. "Though it has been a very long night for you, I assume?"

The man's smile was soft and simple, but that wasn't what caught me. It wasn't his weird get-up, either—thick black wool coat, black leather gloves, a black pinstripe suit, a black bowler hat, and even black gloves clutching a silver-topped black cane. No, it was the sheer fucking power streaming from the alpha, practically pinning me to my seat, more powerful than my rogue aura during the fight.

Nurses and doctors swerved to avoid him, patients on the opposite side of the room were panicking, machines going mental as even betas were shaken by whatever the fuck he was doing.

It didn't matter how beefed up his aura was, or how my alpha instincts were telling me to get to the fucking floor and submit to him, he still looked like a total tosser. A funeral director or one of those skeevy ambulance chasers or some guy out to sell us insurance or represent us. That wasn't what was fucking happening here. I'd happily smash this guy's skull in if he even mentioned the word ‘coffin'.

"Who are you?" Apollo's voice whipped around us, and another stab of pain tore my stomach as he tried to pull himself up to his full height. I hissed at the bite of pain, making sure he knew how pissed off I was with him for hurting himself, even though this so wasn't the fucking time.

"Hm… Let's just say I'm a friend for now." His placid smile widened as he walked over to Odin's bed, standing across from Apollo, inspecting my brother.

"Don't touch him," Apollo snapped, his scent reeking of desperation as he pushed his aura towards the man, but it was pointless. My mate had one of the strongest auras I'd seen, but he had nothing on this guy. Apollo"s jaw strained as he tried harder to subdue the man, his hands clenched around the railing in effort. Even though his power was making me dizzy, the guy was totally unfazed.

"Apologies." He bowed his head. "I know you're protective, but I want to see how bad the damage is."

"Why?" I growled, my cuffs rattling as I adjusted myself, puffing up my chest. I was twice the size of him, and I'd just killed three alphas. I could make it four, no problem.

"Because I need to see if there's anything I can do. I've had a particular interest in you three for a year now, namely because of your strength. I planned to approach you once you decided to retire from your little competitions, but no matter. You've simply sped up the process."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I barked. "Who the fuck are you?"

"Ah, hm… well, I'm someone who can wake up your brother, as well as someone who can make all this nasty business with the murders and police disappear."

I didn't care about the murders. They could lock me up forever as long as Apollo and Odin stayed safe. But it was the casual words he'd said that none of the doctors had even mentioned when they'd been talking to me that dragged my attention. Though I'm sure the doctors had avoided telling me Odin might wake up mainly because I looked like I was one step away from another killing spree.

"You can wake him up? How?" Apollo asked straight away.

"No need to worry about the hows, though it won't be pleasant. I simply need something from you, all three of you."

"How the hell can we give you anything?" I snarled at him. "We're fucked up. You can't just walk in here and claim all this shit. It doesn't work like that."

Apollo's hope was so strong in the bond that I wasn't going to say no. I'd give him anything he wanted from now on.

"And yet, here I am." The alpha spread his arms open. "So, would you like to listen to my offer? Because it's incredibly time sensitive. You have roughly thirty minutes before two detectives arrive to discuss the incident. It's entirely your choice. Would you like to see your brother survive?"

"How?" I growled. "How would you do it?"

"I don't want questions, I want answers."

"Yes," Apollo said on a rushed breath. "Yes, whatever you want. Anything. Just bring him back to us. Please."

"Very well." He nodded. "We can discuss terms and conditions once Odin is awake."

His gaze skipped over Odin again before he hummed, resting his cane against the bed, lifting one hand to hover over my brother's heart.

Pure power vibrated from him, like he had found a way to concentrate his aura on one spot. Most alphas could use their auras to push at others with a wall of energy as a display of dominance or to protect themselves and their omegas, but I'd never seen anyone who could force it like that.

"Apollo, be a dear and step back, would you? He's even weaker than I thought. It will take more force than usual."

"What? So you do this all the time?" I glared as he blanketed Odin in his aura. Apollo refused to move. I hated the way the guy smiled at me, like I was too stupid to understand what the fuck he was doing, or even who the hell he was.

He lifted his hand, and, without warning, slammed his palm straight down into Odin's chest.

The boom of energy ricocheted around the entire ward. People in neighbouring beds shouted, panic exploding through the ward, and Apollo was knocked backwards into his own bed.

"What are you doing!?" I shouted, struggling to get free from the cuffs. Even if I broke my wrists snapping off the cuffs, I needed to get him the fuck away from Odin. "You're going to kill him!"

"Now, now. Don't be so dramatic. I wouldn't be doing this if I thought he would die."

And with that, he clenched his open hand into a fist, sucked in a heavy breath, and crashed it side-down onto Odin's chest again.

I thought I was going to throw up. Another explosion of power slammed into me, and I cried out as I was thrown away, the chair knocking out from under me; the only thing that stopped me from falling were the handcuffs. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think. I wasn't going to let my brother go. I'd hold on to the very last thread until the blood in his veins went cold.

Odin's body buckled, bent in half at the hip. "Stop!" I shouted. "You're going to kill him!"

"I told you it would take more force than I expected."

Another boom, another jerk from Odin, and I swear, I heard my brother gasp, but I was fighting too hard to tell properly.

"Leave him alone!" I shouted, sending out a burst of my aura. Redness slipped into my vision as Apollo moaned, the rogue state creeping up on me again. I just knew if I tried to fight this guy, I'd be the one on the floor.

"Really gentlemen." He frowned before twisting his lips. "I'd appreciate a lot less shouting in return for this favour. You're making it hard to concentrate."

There was another throb of his aura and my mind buzzed, dark spots sparking in my eyes as my lungs contracted. Whatever the fuck he was doing, there wasn't anything good about it.

"Nurse!" Apollo screamed. "Doctor! Please help!"

The alpha's brow furrowed in effort as the bed shook and another blast of his aura flattened us both.

"I'm sorry to have to do this," he sighed. "It's rather inconvenient, but you're being far too loud."

"What?" I snapped. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, nothing much. I just need you both to sleep."

He hurled a huge pulse of energy at me, consuming every last part of my mind. I couldn't even yell as suffocating pain tore through my chest before the darkness took me.

***

I shot up the moment my eyes opened, heaving a gasp, tears falling down my cheeks as fucking panic beat through my veins.

It always took me a while to come back after a nightmare, especially the darker ones.

But, as soon as my mind cleared, I realised I couldn't sense her.

Even though there were sweet blooms of bubblegum wafting around our bedroom, she was gone. I could feel Apollo in the kitchen, smell bacon and eggs, but I couldn't sense her aura in the room.

If we'd bitten her, I'd be able to find her straight away. I'd know where she was, what she was doing, how she was feeling. But without a bite, there was an empty space where she should be, just like my dream.

My gaze dropped, and a rush of air and fear left me when I found my brother still beside me in the dark, his chest rising and falling in his sleep.

I rubbed my eyes, getting rid of my fucking weak-ass tears before I reached out and grabbed Odin's arm, shaking him furiously until he let out a grunt, his eye shooting open.

"What?" he growled, lifting himself up on his elbow and twisting to glare at me.

"She's gone," I said on a desperate breath, dread still hanging around from my nightmare kicking me into overdrive.

By the time Apollo and I had come around in the hospital, Odin was somehow awake with no memories of what had happened. Michael was gone, leaving a business card with the promise he would be in touch. We had no idea what Michael really did to him, but we'd pledged ourselves to him, and I didn't give a shit if we were royally fucking everything up by claiming Candy. We'd been through too much together to let our scent match go.

Odin softened immediately at the pulse of worry between us. Apollo picked it up and sent soothing waves to us in return.

A stupid smile traced my lips as I felt him inside me, instantly easing me. It had been twelve years since we met, and I was still crazy about him. But I needed her, too.

I quickly rolled over, slamming my hand against the wall, switching on the lights.

Naked, Odin flung himself out of bed, leaning down to grab his boxers. The moment he rose, the bathroom door opened, and Candy revealed herself in all her glory.

The bathroom light lit her like an angel. The steam billowing from the room became her heavenly cloud as the crack in the door widened and she walked towards us, perfuming every step of the way.

Draped in one of my thick shirts, her nipples pert beneath the fabric, every creamy inch of her legs was on display. With her damp hair fluffed around her, her cheeks pink from the shower, she looked like a dream. I already knew her skin was going to be warm and wet and ready for my lips.

Chin held high, shoulders back, Candy cleared the space between us. She opened her mouth to speak, and whatever words swam on the tip of her tongue were ripped away as she stumbled forward.

At the end of the bed, Odin was closer to her. He shot out a hand and grabbed her, pulling her to him. A rush of softness flowed through him the instant she was in his arms.

I just caught her smirk as she pushed her feet against the floor. Catching Odin off guard, they both fell, and Odin thumped onto the mattress, his boxers flying out of his hand as Candy landed on top of his chest.

Lust pounded through me at the sight of her breasts bouncing forward under my shirt. She adjusted herself on her knees, lifting up above Odin, catching him with a wicked smile that went straight to my cock. She was so fucking tiny compared to us, and I already knew our omega was going to rule us.

Her wicked grin shifted as she saw his tattoos for the first time.

Even in the half light, he was stunning, and she bit her lip as her fingers traced the huge raven that spread across his chest. "What's this?" she said quietly.

I edged forward, wanting to see their faces. He only got his tattoos after Michael found us, after he lost his eye because of me.

He gently wrapped his hand around her wrist, guiding her. The wings reached out to the tips of his shoulders; the head perched under his collarbone, but it was the intense gleam in the raven's single eye I loved the most.

"This wing is to remember," he said, the darkness we all carried with us showing as he brushed her fingers along the feathers of the right wing. "To remember that everything can vanish in a second, and to treasure what we have."

I sighed as I stepped in, my hand joining theirs as I pressed into her right side.

"And the other wing?" she asked quietly.

Odin's eye slowly closed as his other hand moved to her hip.

I didn't need to sense the pain pulsing from him. It was shared. It had been so long, and we could never forget. "The other wing is for what we've lost," he said, his one eye landing on me.

A stab of regret beat through me. I didn't want to pull us down into depressing things when our lovely omega was practically riding my brother's cock. She had been through enough yesterday. It was our job to make her happy, not throw all of our baggage on her when we hadn't even spent a week together. There'd be plenty of time for that in the future.

"And tell Candy about the wolves," I grinned, leaning over to sweep my nose under her ear. A tremor ran through her, another heady waft of perfume swirling around us, and I instantly did it again.

A smile traced Odin's lips as our beautiful omega shuddered between us. I pressed a kiss to her neck, brushing away the bruises left by those bastards. She softened into me, her chest rumbling as she purred.

"One for Apollo," he said, twisting to show her his upper right arm, where a great blond wolf stood proudly. "And one for Zeus."

She peered to his left to show the fearsome snarling beast he had chosen for me. Maybe not one hundred per cent accurate. I was more cool and sexy than ferocious, but considering that he got it straight out of the hospital, it made sense.

I licked her neck as I pressed my hand to her back through my shirt, ending my journey with my lips near her collarbone— the perfect place for my bite.

I wanted to say it, say out loud how his next tattoo would be hers. He hadn't planned anything, but, as our omega, he would honour her, too.

Candy sighed, tilting her head away from me to give me room to sink my teeth into her. "I could bite you now, you know?" I murmured. "Right here. But I want to wait for Apollo,"

"Zeus," Odin's voice was a low warning. I knew I shouldn't be promising anything, and I knew Odin was going to get worked up about it like he did with everything, but we had to bite her. She was ours.

Perfume bloomed around us and we relaxed, our breaths stolen, completely spellbound by her.

It seemed like the possibility of my bite was enough to set her off.

"You sure you don't want to now?" She asked again as her hips shifted over Odin's. I could feel her through the bond, the weight of her body on his solid stomach, the heat of her pussy, and the gorgeous slide of her slick. "It would be so quick and easy. All you need to do is sink your teeth into me." She chuckled, a rich sound that shimmered heat around us.

Odin's seriousness scattered as a stunning smile spread across her lips, one that told me she knew we were going to give her anything she wanted.

She rubbed her hips against Odin as she moved back, right over his cock, and pushed her perfect breasts forward, blinding our senses.

"I'm so hot, Odin," she whimpered, her other hand sliding downwards.

I was glued to the path of her hand, my cock growing harder by the second. Thank God we both slept naked, as I'd be wasting time tearing off my clothes instead of adoring her.

Candy looked up at me, heat in her eyes. Omegas could still be horny as fuck in post-heat, and I was totally there for it.

"I need…" she whined, bunching the fabric of my t-shirt in her hand before stretching it down between her thighs. "Please…" She bucked her hips, grinding on her fingers, never breaking her gaze. "I need…"

"Fuck yeah, sugar." I was there the second she gasped, letting go of her wrist and travelling up to her thigh, ready to do whatever she asked. "Tell us what you need."

Odin groaned, lifting his head back, rolling his eyes. Frustration flowed off of him as he grit his jaw. "Candy, we can't do this. Michael will never let us see you again."

"Fuck Michael," I growled at him. "And fuck the fucking contract." I turned back to her and she dropped her bottom lip, drawing in a trembling breath as her hips jerked again. "What do you want, sugar?"

"You," she moaned with a sultry grin. "I just want you. I have from the first moment I saw you."

Odin sighed, trying to hold himself back even though he was already weakening as her thighs tightened around him. His cock was fucking solid, and, as Candy let go of my shirt, it slipped around her thighs, bunching on my hand. Even though I couldn't see her moving, I felt the moment she stroked my brother's cock. His whole body shook as Candy mewled with pleasure.

"Oh God," she shuddered, "you're so thick."

I pressed in closer to her, running my nose over her right shoulder. "That makes two of us, sugar. I'm dying to know whether your pretty pussy can take our cocks."

She bit her lip, looking down at Odin, whose eye had shot open. Feeling his passion had me itching to be on her. I was jealous she was focusing on him, but it was a change. Usually, Odin was the one getting jealous over how I was with Apollo. Maybe I spent too much time with Apollo, but Odin had an open invitation to join us. He just seemed to prefer fucking Apollo alone, when I wasn't in the way.

Candy bent forward at the hip, her arm trailing further down between her legs, disappearing under the shirt as she stroked him all the way to the knot. My eyes shuttered closed at the sensation, and Odin trembled every step of the way.

"What did you say Michael said about not touching me?" she purred to him, and I loved how bothered he was, and how he couldn't avoid the pure love of Candy swirling around him. I wanted to see him snap and actually let go for once.

"Keep teasing him, sugar. He likes it." I grinned at my twin as I dropped my hand from her back, clasping her ass as she rolled her hips.

It didn't take much. My brother was all for restraint, but what could we do when our omega was mewling and perfuming in front of us?

Odin growled, his energy pulsing as he fixed himself on her. He grabbed her hips, and I lost my grip on her ass as he tugged her. She tipped forwards with a laugh, thumping into his hard chest, her ass pushed up in the air as he took her lips. Satisfaction burst through me at the sight of them together, especially when they both moaned.

Candy spread her legs wider. I needed to see her, all of her, so I used the distraction to reach forward, grab the collar of my shirt and tear it straight down the middle, revealing the smooth curve of her back.

"Zeus!" She jumped away from the kiss to gasp, twisting to look at me, but Odin pulled her back.

"Stay with me," he rumbled, forcing her arms forward above his head so he could rip my shirt off her and throw it away.

She adjusted herself, and I got a glimpse of her pink pussy before she bent her knees, lowering herself, spreading her lips along my brother's hard shaft. Both of us hummed with pleasure, her hips shaking as she ground on him, giving him everything she had, winding us both up.

Every single noise that fell from her lips was a sin. We were both completely at her mercy. Just watching her bucking on my brother's dick like a jockey was the sweetest thing I'd ever seen.

I didn't give a shit if she had signed a ten-year contract, or that Apollo was scared Michael would rain holy hell down on us if we put a toe out of line. We'd been good boys for five years and nothing had happened. Yet.

And she was our scent match, for fuck's sake.

"Zeus," she murmured, tipping her head back, her golden locks falling around her bare shoulders, meeting me with glazed, lust-filled eyes.

"What is it, sugar? Where do you want me?"

"My breasts, please… It's so hard…"

I didn't even get the chance to move. Odin was already there. So much for all our talk about protecting her and resisting her. He was losing his shit. One more moan from her and he was going to yank her legs open and fuck her senseless.

She was panting, writhing as Odin plunged his face into her tits and grabbed her nipple roughly with his teeth. She let out a cry that jumped around us and had us all shuddering.

And I couldn't miss out on all the fun. I was next. I had to be next. If I couldn't touch her properly, I'd go insane.

Candy was still grinding against Odin, both of them lost as he licked her neck and scent-marked her for himself.

"Just get her there, Odin. I need that pussy," I growled, not taking my attention off her bouncing ass for one second. Odin thrust upwards, knocking against her clit while drawing her into a kiss.

"Fucking hell," I groaned as her slick soaked his dick. There was no way that ass could go unloved. I had to show her what I could do.

I knelt down and crawled on my knees towards her, already drinking the sight of her pussy rubbing on Odin's cock. He spread his thighs to let me in. He could see what I wanted, and it was a great way to part Candy's legs properly. He sighed as he pulled her close, his hand on her back as her raw scent bloomed around us, blending with my passion fruit and my brother's tart lemon vodka.

I chuckled as her plump flesh filled my fingers, my hands swallowing her ass. She gasped, whimpering as I massaged her, digging my fingers into her soft cheeks, slowly working her. I hoped the twin sensations of my hands and my brother's cock were pushing her to the edge.

"Zeus, I—" Her words were cut short as I opened her up, leaning forward to run my tongue from the bottom of her slick-coated entrance, all the way up to her spine.

Her fucking cry had Odin's legs shaking as my cock twitched. "Yes! Zeus! Just like that!"

I dipped my head, taking another taste of her bubblegum, so intense it erupted in the back of my mouth. I moaned as I held her ass open, tracing my tongue up to her spine again.

"Zeus, don't stop. Don't you dare stop," she choked out, pushing her hips back, exposing her entrance, giving me more space to lower my head and slip my tongue inside her folds.

Her whole body jerked, and I lifted her off Odin's cock so I could push my tongue in deeper.

Each new cry was the best sound I'd ever heard.

The noise Apollo made when he came was my favourite sound in the world, and the idea of hearing his moans mixed with Candy's cries only made me hotter. Heat flooded me and Odin purred as I explored her, slick dripping onto my chin and cheeks. I needed her fucking scent to be permanently etched into my skin.

I pulled my tongue away and she whined her complaint, but it was only temporary. I had so many things I wanted to do to her. That was just the start.

"How does she taste?" Odin asked as I lowered her back down onto his cock. Her thighs shook as she instantly started grinding on him again.

"She's fucking heaven, aren't you?" I squeezed her ass and she cried out again.

"Zeus, you better not stop licking me," she demanded. "I think I'm going to die if you don't put your tongue back on my ass."

Her words had both of us groaning. And I couldn't disobey our omega.

I looked up to check my brother was okay, and a grin burst from me at the sight of them.

She was pressed hard against him, her hands buried in his hair, using him to rub her breasts into his chest as her tongue traced the stubble of his throat.

"Candy," Odin growled, "I'm going to have to fuck you if you keep doing that."

"Good," she moaned, her hips jolting. "I want you inside me."

I shook my head, mind blown at how lucky we were. This is what it was like to have an omega; this is how our pack should be. I ducked back, taking in her pink pussy as she ground on Odin's wide cock.

One more taste of her delicious slick, and then I was on her ass, flicking that tight ring of muscle with my tongue that had her thrusting back on me. Odin was definitely falling further under her spell. He didn't make promises lightly, and I was going to have my fill before she took his cock.

"Goddamn," he groaned, his thighs jerking. My vision was filled with her ass, so I couldn't see what she was doing to him, but I could feel him melting through the bond.

I wouldn't be outdone. I wanted to be right there, watching her dissolve as my brother slid his cock into her.

I licked her furiously, feasting on her as I used her ass to rock her clit against Odin, with him moaning all the way. He was such a slut when he really got into it.

"Please," Candy gasped, "I'm so hot. I need you… I need you inside me."

It didn't matter how composed Odin thought he was, there was no way he could resist that. He was close already, and he'd come soon if she didn't stop perfuming.

"God, sugar, you taste so good," I groaned. My tongue travelled back down, finding her pussy dripping, so wet she coated my finger the instant I touched her entrance.

Candy arched her back, her ass lifting into the air, presenting herself to me, and I rumbled in approval at her pussy on display. It was a perfect sign of how ready she was for us. Omegas only presented to alphas they wanted to mate with, when they were ready to take their knot and fuck for however long it took to fill her to the brim with our cum.

She held herself up so I could push a finger inside her pussy, and we all knew she could take way more than that. I groaned at how wet and warm she was for me, and I quickly lined up another finger, sliding in deep. Her tight walls clasped around me, slick running down my palm and beading on my wrist. She moaned, her hips bucking, trying to ride my fingers.

"Is that enough for you, sugar?" I asked. "I know my fingers are big, but you're going to need a lot more if you want Odin to slide his thick cock into your pretty pussy."

She let out a throaty laugh. "I can take it. Just give it to me."

"Are you sure?" I grinned as I slowed my thrusts, matching it to my leisurely licks as her pussy clenched around my fingers.

"Yes, I'm sure. I said give it to me," she said through gritted teeth as my fingers bottomed out and she let out a sweet cry.

"Fuck, Candy, you are fucking magic."

I was having a sugar rush. My senses exploded with her addictive bubblegum. Mix that with my passion fruit and Odin's lemon vodka, and it was a fucking fruity cocktail of pleasure. All we needed was Apollo's mango, and we'd be complete.

I hummed as I laid a quick bite on her pert ass. Not enough to break the skin and bond, but enough to draw a high whimper from her. If I really wanted to bond with her, I had to bite deep, my body naturally producing a serum that would connect us when it mixed with her blood. And I knew the second I got my teeth in her, the bond would form.

She would look so fucking good with our marks on her neck. It had to be somewhere near her ears so everyone could see them.

Grinning, I leaned back and raised a hand, bringing it down hard enough on her ass to hear the slap, and her pussy pulsed around my fingers.

"Zeus, oh God," she cried, swaying her hips. "Do it again."

I rumbled in approval. "You like that then, do you?"

I followed her command. The sound of my hand meeting her raw skin was almost as satisfying as hearing her moan at each slap.

"You're stealing all the fun, Zeus."

I looked up at my brother, who had craned his neck to kiss her shoulder. "Candy," he purred as he nuzzled her, licking the curve of her neck, "I thought you wanted to fuck me."

"I do, it's just— Oh!" she gasped as I pulled my fingers from her, hovering at her entrance as my mouth returned. I picked a steady rhythm, alternating between thrusts into her pussy and licks of her ass, loving the cries she made as she came undone.

"Zeus, if you keep doing that, I'm going to—" Candy groaned as her hips bucked, meeting my thrusts, helping me find the perfect angle that had her legs shaking.

I licked her one more time before I pressed into her with my tongue. I was rewarded as she backed up harder against me, asking for more. My greedy little omega cried out as I breached her ass, and my already slick-coated tongue thrust inside her.

I played with her as she rubbed her ass in my face, trying to get more, sending me fucking crazy with need.

Chuckling, I paused to bite her reddened ass cheek before asking, "Do you want me deeper inside you?"

"Yes. Fuck yes," she panted, trembling so much I thought she was going to collapse. "I want more."

Odin kept one hand fixed on her back as the other brushed up her slim waist to cup her breast, dragging another breathy moan from her as I thrust my tongue into her again.

"Yes, just there, I…"

She shuddered against my face as I picked up my pace. I looked up, and the moment my brother pulled her in for another kiss, she came undone.

I thrust my fingers back into her pussy, buried deep as she rocked and squeezed around me; her cries lost in Odin's kiss. I kept fucking her with my fingers, torturing her with my tongue, drawing out everything I could from her, until she flung her head back, away from Odin's lips, and cried out for me.

"Zeus! Don't stop!"

I purred against her ass in satisfaction. Odin may have claimed her lips before me, but her first orgasm was mine.