Page 34 of The Goddess is Angry
They wanted Azren to say they overreacted and Fleur just disappeared. Which was fucking stupid because Azren was the God of Death and no one was going to believe them that they got something like that wrong.
I missed my Azren time. Not only were they helping me figure out my magic and teaching me all kinds of different perspectives, but Azren took pampering to the next level. They could even distract me from how much I wanted more, they were that good at making a woman feel cherished.
I wasgoingto get Azren naked soon.
It was finally time for the moon orgy. The dining hall didn’t serve a full dinner when there was a moon orgy. People usually brought picnic baskets out to Halliwell Square and could pick up sandwiches, finger foods, and desserts. Some people were dumb enough to try to have food delivered right before it started like all the supernatural restaurants and delivery companies weren’t closed because of the moon orgy and this place was warded against humans, so their delivery drivers would never find the Academy of the Profane.
West bought a mini fridge for their dorm and picked up sandwiches from a deli I loved. They also had amazing cookies baked with magic. They met me at my dorm with a picnic basket and blankets.
Matilda was already out in Halliwell Square with Mags and Mina. Now that she was co-captain of the cheerleading squad, everyone knew who she was. There were a ton of people coming to our table in the dining hall about joining her. My sister was amassiveflirt. She was always much better at that than I was, but she was picky about the people she kept close to her. She might be interested in bringing someone else into her pack, but right now, she only had eyes for Mags and Mina.
Halliwell Square was decked out with witch and pixie lights again. There was another band playing, but it wasn’t the same group of sirens as before. No, that band was currently on blankets and pillows having averygood time with a pack of shifters.
The current band was fantastic. It was West that nodded to the band this time. I expected some song I said I loved on social media ages ago because West probably stalked me, too. Iwas notexpecting what the band started playing. Everyone paused their fucking for a minute to shoot a what the fuck look at the band. I fell out laughing because it was justsoWest.
“What did you promise the sirens to get them to Rick Roll the entire moon orgy?”
“Nothing. They thought it was ridiculous, and inappropriate, and they were jealous they didn’t think of it first. This was just to make you smile, but there’s probably someone here who just got invited to their first moon orgy and needed a laugh.”
“Me. It’s my first moon orgy,” Drake said. “I’m not nervous, though.”
I was, and this wasn’t even my first one. It was my first time with Drake. I knew the theory behind creating a new magical race, but that didn’t automatically make me good at sex. West, Church, Oscar, and Ren liked it, but Drake was an entirely new person I hadn’t had sex with yet. What if I went to kiss him and accidentally broke his nose?
“That’s some bullshit, Baby Drake,” West said. “I’d been to loads of moon orgies and have had cougars after my nuts since I was illegal, but none of them were George. I made a playbook and Church was rude as hell and wouldn’t even look at it.”
“I peeked,” Ren said. “You should have asked Oscar to draw it because what you had those stick figures doing isn’t possible with a skeleton.”
“You lie!” West gasped. “My playbook wasgenius.”
“I’m pretty sure one of the stick figures that was supposed to be George was missing a head.”
West tossed his mane over his shoulder, then set to putting it up in a messy bun.
“Well,I’mthe only person here who has fucked five people at the same time under the full moon, so you’re going to want my expertise so none of you end up breaking your dick. Because that happened to a really enthusiastic Unseelie once and it ruined the whole moon orgy. I’m the official moon orgy coach. Let me guide you into the group fucking. Everyone sit down and eat because we’re going to need calories and carbs to fuck all night. Shit. I should have had Ren steal Zion’s whistle so I could be all official.”
“Oh, hell no,” Ren said. “I’m going to let you have the moon orgy coach thing because I don’t want a broken dick, but I only steal from people who annoy me.”
I dug into my sandwich. I loved watching them just talk, and that they got along so well.
“Why’d you steal that bear shifter’s expensive shoes?” I asked.
“There’s another freshman Kitsune in my classes and he’s completely gross about the fact that she’s Japanese American. He keeps fetishizing her because she’s Asian. That’s theonlything he likes about her because he hasn’t tried to get to know her. He keeps cornering her and saying gross things instead oftryingto get to know her.
“She wants to handle it and thinks she can do it in a way that she earns her second tail. We have a bet going on who has the most when we graduate and I’m ahead. Minako can get her own revenge and I’m not going to take that from her, but I had this deep-seated need to steal that fucker’s shoes.”
“They would have fit me better than they fit George,” Oscar pointed out.
Ren fell out laughing.
“Yeah, but George wasn’t going towearthem and get assaulted by that fucker. You would have beat his ass, baby, and I promised Minako no one was going to do that but her.”
“Love you, sweetie,” Oscar said, blowing Ren a kiss.
Those two together were adorable. They were supportive of each other and just fit together just right. And they were letting me be a part of it. I was just watching them and smiling like a total idiot. I realized Drake was, too. My Basilisk was secretly a romantic, even if he pretended like he wasn’t and kissed me likethat.
“Okay, as your official moon-orgy coach, put your trash away and limber up. Get thosemusclesgood and stretched because in addition to no broken dicks, I’m dating a good bit of the dodgeball team, so there will be no pulled muscles that sideline our best players. IwishI had that whistle so I could motivate you when we run laps.”
“We’renotrunning laps,” Church said. “I’ve got vampire speed, but I don’t enjoy running. If I run, it’s because a bigger predator than a vampire is chasing me. And I’m not scared of lions if your lizard brain was thinking about shifting and chasing me to get me to run.”
