Page 42 of The Deeper Game
That was enough. I got down there with them and grabbed Thor’s slippery shoulders, trying to pull him off Zeus. No go.
“Hey,” I said, trying to push Thor since pulling didn’t work. Then I just pressed my weight onto him. They’d stopped fighting now that I was there, so I kept on horning in, pushing my way between the panting guys, exploiting the fact that they wouldn’t hurt me. I felt Zeus’s hands on my shoulders, gripping me and positioning me firmly on top of himself…and almost under Thor.
I grabbed Thor’s shoulders and started kissing him.
Thor gusted out a breath and closed his fists around my hair, kissing me back, holding my head in place.
He angled his head, forcing my mouth open with his tongue, shoving it in.
I pulled him to me more tightly.
I could feel Zeus’s hands around my shoulders, locking me between them.
I pressed my hands to Thor’s cheeks and pushed his face from mine, staring into his eyes. “Fuck me serially,” I said. “Use me.”
“Ice.” He slid his hands along my breasts. I wrapped my legs around him. His pants fabric felt rough against my tender folds.
“Come here.” Zeus pulled me backwards onto his lap. He was sitting back against the tree, I realized.
Thor came with us, kneeling between my legs. He leaned in and slid his hands all over my breasts, then he bent in, licking the rain, and hell, maybe the mud. “God, Isis. You’re wet and dirty and so hot.”
“All the better for you to fuck me,” I gasped.
He leaned in for a kiss, pinching my nipples lightly, teasing me like I liked. Zeus pressed his strong, firm hands into my belly, holding me flush to him.
“Take off your pants, Thor,” Zeus said. “You have one second before I start biting her ear. She needs you to be fucking her while I bite her ear.”
“Hurry,” I said.
Thor stood, working his belt.
Zeus closed his lips over my ear in the spot where he’d bit me before. I braced myself for the dark pain of it as he held me to him. He pushed his hands down my belly to my sex, or more the tops of my thighs, spreading my legs apart for Thor, and then he slid his hands back between my legs, but he stopped before touching me at my thrumming core. He simply pressed down on either side.
Delicious sensation flooded my core as he compressed my pussy. “Oh, yeah,” I said. All the nerve endings in my clit felt plumped up, exposed, ready, tingly.
I needed even more desperately to be touched, to be fucked directly. “Do you like this?” he grated into my ear.
“Yes,” I panted.
Thor’s cock jutted out like a feral, blunt rod, briefly strobed by the lightning flashes on the horizon.
“Keep doing it,” I said. “Do it while Thor fucks me.”
Thor fell to his knees in front of me. “You heard the lady,” Thor said, rubbing his cock on my plumped out clit.
Oh, this was a new move. And it was brilliant.
Thor kissed me, fucking me with his tongue. I grabbed his cock and pressed it to my sex between Zeus’s merciless hands. Waves of mad pleasure rolled over me. I felt his cock jump in my grip. He was as on the verge as I was. I pressed it into my center. He slid in easily with a deep groan.
“I always want you to fuck me,” I whispered. “Always.” Well, that wasn’t exactly true—there were times I wasn’t in the mood—but at the moment, I couldn’t imagine a time like that. It seemed impossible to not want this delicious feeling, to not want these hands on me, to not want my bank robbers to take their pleasure in my body. Especially with Zeus’s hands down there, pushing my sensitized lips flush against Thor’s grinding cock.
I threw my head back to rest on Zeus’s shoulder. He turned his head and bit my earlobe. “Ah!” I said in surprise. With all the action down there, I’d forgotten he meant to bite my ear. “Ah!”
I arched my back, lost in the wild feeling.
This seemed to excite Thor, because he thrust harder, which increased the intensity of the friction, and I broke apart, launching into a mind-numbing orgasm that spun through me. “Oh, yes,” I said as Thor came with a cry, thrusting in one last time, then stilling.
The rain pounded as I lay there, strung out between my guys.
