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“It’s your move, baby girl.”

My gaze darts around the spacious office. He’s closer to the door right now, which was piss poor planning on my end, but I have his desk, the couch, a few chairs, and a table to work with. My gaze goes to him. He’s watching me with a calculated look in his eyes. He’s probably expecting me to rush right to the door, counting on my age and agility to be better than his, but I know better. I’ve seen the videos that Hans has posted of all of his siblings, and they’re all extremely fit. Case in point, Odin carried me up here like I weighed nothing.

“I’m ready. Do your best, Odin.”

I circle his desk just to see how much space there is keeping my gaze on him the entire time. He watches with a smirk. I move to the far side of the room, inching along the wall. He waits, ready to pounce, which is what I’m counting on him doing. When I’m halfway across the room, I take off. He rushes toward me, sending my pulse into overdrive. I’m able to dart his first attempt at grabbing me, but he grabs me on his second attempt and pulls me against his chest.

“Got you.”

I glance down, seeing that his right hand is on top of his left hand, making a lock to hold me in place. Perfect. I put my left hand on his right hand and then loop my right hand under his right arm, grabbing hold of my left wrist. I push with all of my might against his right hand, breaking his hold. For good measure, I shove my elbow into his gut before rushing past him. He grunts, cursing under his breath.

I’m almost to the door when he grabs my hair, yanking me back. Fiery pain shoots across my scalp, but I’m not about to let him get the upper hand. Spinning, so we’re facing, I knee him in the groin. He groans but doesn’t let go of my hair. Instead, he pulls me with him toward the couch. I kick and claw, somehow getting free. I take off toward the door again, only to have him slam into me.

We both tumble to the floor, but he takes the brunt of the fall. My lungs burn, but I force myself to a sitting position and scoot away from him. He’s quick and jumps to his feet, coming after me faster than I can scoot. A whimper leaves my lips as he grabs my ankle, pulling me so I’m flat on my back. He moves over me, straddling my waist. I have to bite back a groan when his cock brushes against my center. Looks like he’s just as affected by this as me.

His gaze is heated as he grabs my wrists, holding my arms above my head.

“Looks like I win, baby girl.”

I try to squirm free, which only causes me to rub against him. Fuck. He feels so good.

“I want to hear you say it, Anna.”

I huff. “Fine. You win. Now let me up.”

“I don’t think so. I believe my prize was you, and since you’re so nicely spread out for me…”

Something clicks against my wrists, and I tilt my head to see what it was. Fuck. He handcuffed my wrists around the leg of the table.

“You don’t play fair.”

“You’re just mad you didn’t think of it first,” he says as he leans back.

I mean, he’s not wrong. He reaches into his back pocket, pulling out a knife.

“Hold still,” he warns as he slices my crop top down the middle.

“You owe me a new shirt.”

“I believe I warned you to get rid of any pieces of clothing that looked like this,” he counters.

It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell him to fuck off when he moves lower, trailing the knife along my skin. Goosebumps lift in the knife’s wake. What in the heck is wrong with me? This shouldn’t turn me on! Air kisses my skin as he pulls off the remains of the skirt, tossing them to the side.

“So fucking pretty,” he murmurs, running the tip of the blade over my nipple.

A needy sound escapes my lips, making him smile as he closes the knife, setting it aside. He palms my breast, massaging it as I become even more aroused.

“Tell me, baby girl. Do you want my mouth on your breast or on your pussy?”

“You’re giving me a choice?”

He nods. My cheeks feel like they’re on fire. God. He wants me to pick, so I can’t blame him later.

Finally, I say, “On my pussy.”

“Good girl.”

He kisses a trail down my stomach, settling between my legs. It should embarrass me how easily I spread my legs for him, but all thoughts fade away as he licks me from clit all the way to my ass. I try to close my legs to stop him, but he holds my legs open and does it again.

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