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of me? My orgasm is a very shy thing, easy to spook. Now it was spooked. I opened my eyes. “I might be getting stage fright,” I whispered.
    Odin turned with a dark gleam in his eyes. “Apparently I will have to do everything for this one.” He took off his glasses and he bent his fingers backwards, one after another, as though to limber them up.
    I widened my eyes. What was he going to do? Why take off his glasses and limber up his fingers?
    His smile was evil. “Don’t you fucking stop now,” he said.
    I hadn’t realized I’d stopped touching myself. “What are you going to do?”
    “You’d disobey already?” he asked.
    “No.” I started again.
    “No, what?”
    “No…Odin,” I said.
    “Good girl,” he said.
    Good girl . I wanted him to order me around some more and say things like that. The way he looked at me, I knew he knew; the sheer weight and penetration of his gaze made the butterflies in my belly go crazy. I was so exposed to him, and to Thor’s warm breath heating my ear, my sensitive nipples pebbling under his clever fingers as I showed them secret things about how I touched myself.
    And most of all Zeus, silent, observing everything.
    I rubbed my finger over my sensitive bud, slowly, lazily.
    My head felt light. My body was no longer mine; these guys were pulling me into a fabulous forbidden realm.
    And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
    Again, Odin smiled his evil smile at me...or was he smiling at Thor?
    Thor shifted me forward on his lap. I felt his hand on the small of my back. He pushed it down under my bunched skirt, down to squeeze and maul my ass cheek, then on down, nearing my vagina.
    I panted, suddenly wanting— needing —him in me, his finger, his cock. I wanted to fuck, to be fucked. Fear and yearning spiraled in my mind.
    Odin removed one of my shoes and brought my foot up near to his mouth, forcing me to raise my leg and bend my knee, giving Thor better access. Odin’s breath was warm on my toes and a little bit ticklish.
    Just then I felt a slick finger probe at my asshole. I gasped.
    At that exact moment, Odin bit the fleshy tip of my little toe—just bit into it.
    I cried out as I careened over the edge. “Oh my god,” I said, losing myself in the sting of Odin’s bite, and Thor’s fingers, and my fingers, and an explosion of an orgasm. “Fuck!” I said, throbbing with exquisite waves of feeling from my eyelids to my toes.
    “Ride it, baby,” Thor breathed, slowing the motion on my nipple, caressing my ass cheek. I was so gone—my mind, my senses. Shattered apart. “Ride it.” He slowed his hands, held me tight.
    I lolled on his lap for a spell, panting, coming back to myself. “Oh my God,” I said.
    “And now we know,” Odin said.
    “Know what?” I breathed as Thor caressed my belly.
    Odin put his glasses back on. “ Things , Isis. We now know certain things.”
    “Like what?”
    With one last devilish smile, Odin turned back to sit properly in his seat. “This will work.” He shifted his gaze to Zeus, who continued to drive, all stern silence. Unsaid things seemed to pass between them.
    What had he been planning to do beyond bite my toe? You didn’t need to flex your knuckles to bite a girl’s toe. It came to me that he might not ever have intended to do anything at all beyond what he did. It came to me that Odin was the mindfucker of the group.
    “That was hot,” Thor whispered. “Thank you.”
    “Well I…yes,” I agreed. Were we done now? I pulled off his lap feeling totally weird. I straightened my skirt. So I had just masturbated in front of them all. “What about you?”
    “I want to take you so bad, I can’t think straight,” Thor panted.
    “But we’re in a van.” Odin twisted around. “You didn’t think we were going to just make you blow us all here in the van, did you?” He handed my panties and bra back to me, looking amused. “And we’d hardly beat off in front of a total stranger. That would be uncouth, don’t you