The Deeper Game (Taken Hostage by Hunky Bank Robbers Book 3) Read Free Page A

whispered, letting my forehead drop more deeply into his lap and press against his steely hard cock through his pants, even though that wasn’t the game we were playing. I wasn’t supposed to be touching them in this game.
    “Goddess,” he warned, drawing his expert fingers in and out through my juices, slowly, with just enough pressure to drive me crazy. He continued, just because he could. Then he found my entrance with the tip of his finger and he invaded my hole.
    It was like heaven. He drew it out and pressed in with two fingers.
    I pressed back, needing more. Just more. “Yes,” I gasped.
    “Ten-fifty-eight,” Odin said.
    I didn’t know why they were still thinking I’d go into the bank at this point. The only place I was going right now was a yummy version of down.
    “You are so wet for us,” Thor whispered.
    “Yes. Let’s do this,” I begged, imagining Thor’s fat cock plunging into me. Or I could suck Thor’s cock while Odin fucked me, a favorite activity of ours. My ass was feeling needy, stuck up in the cold air.
    “Spread your knees,” Odin said.
    “What?”
    “As much as you can.”
    I complied. I felt Thor withdraw his fingers, slicking my juices over my asshole. He pressed a finger at my puckered opening.
    “Uh,” I said, feeling the excitement flow through me.
    He pushed his fingers a little ways in and then something startling happened: my nipple clamps began to vibrate.
    “Oh, my God!” I exclaimed.
    I tried to get up, but Thor had fisted my hair, keeping my face firmly pressed into the warm and delicious topography of his lap with his hard cock posing as Mount Everest. My ass waited helplessly for whatever they would decide to do. My body was to be used for their utter pleasure. “Was that a Mississippi?”
    “No,” I gasped as the nipple clamps vibrated on, sending pulsing, throbbing excitement all through me. “Remote control,” I gasped.
    Thor pashed his finger deeper into my asshole and the vibrations got stronger.
    I panted, feeling melty inside. His finger felt too thick, too huge, but in a decidedly good way. “Enough,” I gasped.
    “Sorry, goddess,” Thor said, pushing deeper. The pleasure was excruciating. I was about to break apart in a million little pieces.
    “That is only one part of your punishment,” Odin said.
    What was he talking about? The clips stilled, finally, and Thor pulled out his finger.
    “Noooo!” My belly felt light. Suspended. Full of butterflies.
    Odin narrowed his eyes. “Is that a command?”
    I didn’t know what anything was at that point, but I knew enough to say no, to simply wait helplessly for whatever would come next.
    I didn’t have to wait long. I felt a cool drip of something land on the entrance of my asshole. Then another drip, then another. My sex pulsed with every drip and then I felt fingers—Odin’s—slicking a rough circle at the tightened entrance of my asshole. The fingers left, replaced with something that felt larger and thicker than Thor’s finger.
    “What is that?” I whispered. “It’s too big.”
    Thor stroked my hair. “Just relax.” He reached around the front of me and stroked between my legs as Odin pressed the impossibly large, bulb-feeling thing into my asshole.
    “It feels so huge,” I gasped.
    “Relax, goddess, it’ll be fun,” Odin whispered in his husky way. “Take it in.”
    Little by little Odin pressed it in, creating a feeling that was at once evil and wonderful.
    “Breathe.” Thor kept up his stroking, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Everything in me was turning warm and wanting as Odin pushed the smooth, firm object in deeper and deeper.
    I began to enjoy the strange discomfort of being filled up so slowly and hugely. I’d had a cock in there before, but never something smooth and round.
    In he pushed. I could feel the thing stretching my asshole, hitting the nerve bundles inside. The strange, delicious feeling of it went into my chest, even into my head, and it seemed