Keyboards and Kink by Raven McAllan, Vanessa Devereaux, Kassanna, Ashlynn Monroe, Melissa Hosack, Danica Avet, Annalynne Russo, Jorja Lovett, Carolyn Rosewood, Sandra Bunio, Casey Moss, Xandra James, Eve Meridian Read Free Book Online

tonight.
     
     

Chapter Three
     
    Iris tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and
stared at the door of the quiet Earthside coffee shop she liked to
go to once in a while. The appeal for this little shop in a tiny
south Louisiana town wasn’t the coffee or the people who frequented
it. No, the appeal was all in the lighting, or lack thereof. It was
one of the most dimly lit public places she could think of that
wasn’t a movie theater.
    Smoothing a hand over her white sundress, she kept a
sharp eye out for a man wearing a black T-shirt and blue jeans. She
and Thunderkiss had agreed to meet at exactly seven o’clock tonight
and they’d each promised not to be disappointed if things didn’t
work out. Iris didn’t even want to think about that, she couldn’t.
She’d even sworn she wouldn’t get worked up about this meeting and
that she wouldn’t get to the coffee shop early, but she’d been too
excited to wait. After leaving bad-tempered Briareus’s office,
she’d read her email to see they were officially on for the night
and she’d gone a little insane. She’d hurried through the rest of
her assignments, zipping around Mount Olympus and carting things
back and forth to Olympus, Inc.’s earthly satellite offices so she
could punch out at four-thirty. She glanced at her watch. Six
o’clock. She only had another hour before she finally saw him.
    The door opened and she almost gasped in shocked
surprise as the most beautiful mortal male she’d ever seen walked
in. He didn’t look around, but headed straight for the counter. He
wasn’t as tall as Olympians were, standing at a little over six
feet tall, but he was more handsome than Adonis as far as Iris was
concerned. His black hair glinted in the dim light and his dusky
skin looked like satin. He glanced around as he placed his order,
his gaze skimming over her before darting back and studying her
with dark eyes. He wore a black T-shirt and faded blue jeans.
    Iris held her breath. Please don’t be Thunderkiss,
please don’t be Thunderkiss . Because as beautiful as he was,
she didn’t feel the least bit attracted to him. He was like a work
of art, something she could admire at a gallery, but there was no
way she was hanging him on her wall. He gave her a small nod and
took his order.
    He was almost to the door when the barista called
out, “Daire? You forgot your card.”
    The mortal turned to get his card when the door
slammed open behind him. Another man, much taller than the first,
entered the shop. A black T-shirt strained at massive muscles.
Faded blue jeans molded over long, muscular legs. Black boots
encased big, long feet. Iris’s heart pounded as a tingle started in
her belly. She stared at those boots when they turned in her
direction. Thunderkiss had told her more than once that he had
fifteen pairs of black boots because he never wanted to be without
a pair.
    He walked toward her, those big feet making the
wooden floor vibrate. Her clit pounded as she let her gaze roam up
his long, muscled body. The bulge at his groin caught her attention
and she stared hungrily. She was still officially a virgin, but
she’d lost her maidenhead centuries ago with a dildo. Through the
centuries she’d explored sex toys of all sizes and found that she
much preferred big dicks. And he had a big, long cock. Oh gods,
please be him.
    He wasn’t overweight. There didn’t seem to be an inch
of spare flesh on his entire body, especially around his stomach,
which rippled with his every step, that black T-shirt outlining
washboard abs and a chest to die for. He stopped next to her table
and Iris tilted her head back, her gaze lovingly taking in the
thick column of his neck and strong, square chin and jaw. He had a
goatee. She blinked at it because she could almost feel those
black, bristly hairs tickling her inner thighs. Liquid warmth
pooled in her belly and expanded outward. A crooked nose that
listed to one side from being broken too many times made her heart
ache