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He brushes my hair aside, baring my neck. My eyes close as he licks the sensitive skin.
“That’s where you’re wrong, little girl. Soon, you’ll be begging to ride my cock and I’ll remind you of this moment.”
The thing is, I know he’s right. The words are right there on my tongue, waiting to be said, but I can’t. Even though I hate my mother, they are still engaged. And I won’t become that person. Not when I’ve already crossed so many lines with him.
Inhaling, I say, “It’s not you I want, sir. It’s Hans. You’d do well to remember it.”
The party carries on just on the other side of the curtain, but I’m helpless to move, caged in Odin’s arms against his wall of a chest.
“What would my little brother think if he could see you now?”
I hate how my body responds to his words. He thumbs my budded nipple, as if he already knows.
“You’ve been a bad girl, Anna, and bad girls must be punished.” His breath hits my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. “Let’s see how quiet you can be while I teach you a lesson. One that involves my hand between your legs.”
“Give it your best, Odin. No man will ever make me submit.”
He chuckles. “Oh, my little ice princess, I’m about to show you how wrong you are.”
12
Anna
I’m going to hell. That’s all there is to it. Because my body comes alive when Odin says he’s going to show me just how wrong I am. He spins me so I’m facing him, putting my back against the wall, and lowers to his knees. I’m about to ask what he’s doing when he lifts my skirt.
“I see you got my gift.”
I don’t even resist when he pushes my legs apart.
“Beautiful.”
“You’re lucky no one saw the bag and questioned it.”
He smirks up at me. “Worried you’ll have to explain yourself?”
I look at my nails, acting disinterested. “I guess if Mother had seen the items, I could have told her I bought them, hoping to seduce Hans.”
He moves fast, pushing my legs apart even more. I groan as he sucks on my clit. Behind him, the curtain moves as someone passes the alcove.
“Wait. Someone might see us.”
“Tell them it’s Hans,” he quips back, his beard scraping against my sensitive skin.
I should protest, but he has me rushing toward an orgasm faster than I can catch my breath. It rolls over me and I moan out his name.
“That’s right, baby girl. Let them all know who’s making you feel good.”
I push him away, anger coursing through me. He always has to open his big mouth, ruining everything. He stands, and what do I do? I throw my arms around his neck, kissing him like there’s no tomorrow. He holds me, kissing me back.
“I want to leave,” I say against his lips. “Come with me. Please.”
Asking him to leave with me is risky for more than one reason.
He pulls back and says, “Go to the first floor. My SUV will be waiting to take you home.”
Embarrassment at his dismissal makes my cheeks burn, but I nod. I make sure my dress is fixed before walking out of the alcove. No one pays me any attention as I make my way to the lift, stepping inside. A few moments later, I’m in the back of his SUV, where his scent surrounds me.
“I’d like to go home, please.”
