Page 60 of The Deeper Game
Thor slid in on the other side of me so that I was sandwiched between him and Zeus.
I downed my drink.
We never drank and stayed out late the night before a job—it was critical to go into a robbery fresh as a daisy, but two days before, that’s when the party was. Thepenultimate party, Thor called it. He refilled my glass.
There was still time to stop this thing. Two days.
Matteo arrived with more booze and three pizzas while Odin was working on Thor’s arm. He took a look at the work and laughed. “You guys are bonkers.”
Aside from Thor, who was effectively on call, we were all pretty bombed at the point where they put the dance music on.
I was finishing my fifth slice of pizza at that point. Zeus and Matteo were dancing.
Odin settled in on the couch. “Come here, Isis.”
I walked over there and stood in front of him, looking down. I’d changed into a mod silk hot pants one-piece outfit with strappy sandals for the party, and Odin had seemed to like it most of anybody, though nobody had fucked me yet. It was giving me a complex. I frowned.
“What?” Odin asked innocently.
“You know what,” I said.
“Oh, come here.” Odin patted his lap. I settled in with the champagne bottle and stretched my legs out on top of his.We had matching arm bandages. He’d done his own tattoo, of course.
“Hey,” he said. “Look at me.”
I leaned my head back on his shoulder and looked up at him.
He smoothed my hair back and then grabbed it in one hand and pulled my head to make me meet his eyes, like I wasn’t already doing that. “Don’t try to stop the robbery.”
“I don’t like that you have that bad feeling.”
I could feel his cock harden under my ass, and his gaze changed in the way it sometimes did when he was thinking sex. My heart beat like mad. And then he kissed me. I melted a little bit inside. “Don’t try to stop it,” he whispered, “or you’ll jinx it.”
“There’s no such thing as jinxing.”
“Not true. A robbery is a psychophysical play of circumstances, don’t you agree, Thor?”
Thor settled down on the other end of the couch. He turned sideways and put his feet up on my lap. “I would agree.”
Odin turned my head and kissed me more insistently than he usually did. His cock seemed to almost harden under my ass. “You like an audience, Ice,” he whispered. “Do you want Thor and me to fuck you in front of Matteo?”
I looked up at Matteo, robot dancing a few feet away from us. “He’srobot dancing,” I said.
Thor snickered.
I cast a sly glance at Odin. “Are you trying to distract me and cloud my mind again with your new debate method?”
“Always.” Odin kissed me again.
It was then that the Gigis arrived, though arrived might be an understatement. More like busted in, picking the lock, setting off the alarm. Macy wore silver pants and a bright blue halter top, and she went right at Matteo. Angel and Jenny were there, too. Angel had a gun.
“Hey, bitches, no shooting in the house,” Zeus said as Macy shoved Matteo backwards into a plant.
“What the fuck?” Matteo said.
“You’re doing the Prime Royale? That’s our fucking bank,” said Angel.
“Who says we’re doing the Prime?” Matteo protested
