Taken Hostage by Kinky Bank Robbers: The 3-book bundle! by Annika Martin

Author:Annika Martin [Martin, Annika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction
Published: 2014-09-24T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Four

We followed Zeus across the place, past more of their bizarre criminal comrades, and through an unmarked door that opened onto a small stairwell.

The butterflies in my belly fluttered like crazy as we took the stairs down, single file—Zeus, then me, and then Thor and Odin behind. None of us spoke, which made it more dramatic and exciting in a dirty way.

We emerged into a massive storeroom full of metal wire shelving, three aisles of it, stretching on and on into the darkness. The shelving held large bags and jars and cases of wine and booze. The place was hushed and dry and warm and smelled faintly of oregano.

Zeus took a few steps down an aisle and stopped in front of some empty shelving. He pulled out the actual shelf so that it was just a shelving frame, and he turned to me. “How does that look?”

Thor clinked the ice drink. “After you, Isis.”

I went, heels clicking, down the dim storeroom aisle toward Zeus. “How’s it supposed to look?” I asked. It looked like a place to hang clothes or something.

Zeus handed the oil to Thor. He took off his tie, watching me levelly. “I think it’ll do.” His gaze had me vibrating.

I felt Odin come up behind me and slowly unzip my zipper.

“Oh,” I said, as the dress fell off. I waited, heart racing, wearing nothing but a thong and high heels, standing like an offering before my three gods.

I felt like we were hidden in the deepest corner of the universe together. A place where anything could happen.

Zeus wrapped a beefy hand over the bar at the top of the rack. “Come here, Isis.”

Heat flared between my legs as I walked to him.

“Stand here. Can you reach this?”

I found I could if I kicked off my shoes and stood on the bar below. Butterflies rampaged around in my belly. I loved not knowing what was going to happen.

Before I joined my guys, I’d sneak off the sheep farm to do rural extreme sports, which usually involved jumping off somewhere I shouldn’t be jumping off of, giving myself to the thrill of gravity, the rush of no-turning-back. Now I gave myself to the hunky bank robbers.

“Both hands.” His breath sounded ragged.

I grabbed the bar with both hands and he whooshed out a breath, pressing himself to my near-naked flesh. “We are going to make this good for you. You trust us, right?”

“With everything,” I said, pulsing with need and excitement.

He stood close to me and looped his tie over the bar at the top, wrapping it around my wrists. His shirt grazed my nose as he worked, and I breathed him in. Just the scent of him was lulling me into a mad, erotic trance.

When he was done, he stepped away and gazed into my eyes. Slowly, then, he slid his hands up and down my arms, watching my eyes. Then he pressed against me so that I could feel his cock on my belly. “I know this isn’t a proper date,” he said, panting, breath hot on my nose.

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