Page 35 of The Goddess is Fierce
“Okay, you’re going to have to tell me that story one day. Right this way, people,” I said, snagging Drake’s uniform tie and portalling him to Azren’s cabin.
Azren wasn’t that far behind me. I hadn’t been in Azren’s bedroom yet in their cabin. They had waved their hand and remodeled the entire interior because they could either just put it back when they left or leave it if anyone wanted to live here in the future because it was really nice.
Azren definitely had an aesthetic that completely fit the God of Death. They generally wore black suits or black dresses with black nail polish. Their hair was long, silky and inky black. They usually wore it down or pulled back. They’d decorated their cabin to fit those vibes, but it was also insanely comfortable.
The cabin didn’t have the same ornately carved bed as their bedroom back home. They were mostly like my family and me. We preferred hiring artisans for the big stuff. It was mostly a big comfy bed. I took a running start and star-fished on it. I’d been stressed to all shit with visions, gods wanting to kill me, and the possibility of us losing the dodgeball game. I justreallyneeded to relax by getting tag teamed by the god everyone feared and a Basilisk who got a little dominant in the bedroom. I looked directly at Drake.
“You’d better not change a damned thing about how you did it at the moon orgy now that you know I’m a god.”
Seriously. Because he’d been bossy and a little disrespectful, but he only did that right before he gave me the best orgasmever. Drake had been rude to me before but that was just because he thought I was dangerous. Drake was polite and respectful to anyone who didn’t give him a reason not to be and he learned not every witch was out to hurt him. Even when a witchdidviolate him, he saw how swiftly they paid for it and nearly everyone turned on them.
“Um, no offense, but we did a thing that Azren specifically raised menotto do to women. I’m completelynotinto getting spanked by the God of Death.”
“Ooh, I am. Let’s do that,” I said.
Azren just let out that velvety chuckle that was always sexy as fuck.
“Drake, anything I taught you about treating women doesn’t countif it’s in the bedroom and she’saskingfor it. And I’m countless millennia older than both of you. It’s nothing I haven’t done or asked to be done to me. I can’t believe you thoughtI’mthe type to kink shame. I’ve only had one night with George and I’m still learning what she likes.”
“I’ve just had the moon orgies, but she likes it when I top her.”
“Ooh,” Azren said, flopping on the bed next to me. “I’m into that, too, sometimes. Do both of us. We don’t have to touch each other.”
Drake just stood there with his mouth open.
“Icannottop two gods.”
“Why not?” Azren asked.
“Please?” I begged. “You’re really good at it.”
The big scary God of Death got down on our level and started making puppy dog eyes at Drake.
“Please? I haven’t been topped well inagesand she likes it. She just found out someone wants to kill her, and she might lose a dodgeball game. Georgehateslosing, Drake. That might be worse than someone wanting to kill her. It’s ourdutyto makeour girlfriend feel better. Forget us being gods. Tonight, we are just two people pleasing our woman.”
Drake’s whole demeanor changed. I saw the minute he went from not thinking he could do this to being totally on board with it. Drake had the whole ‘glowering bad boy’ thing going on. He knew he was deadly, an amazing musician, and a talented goalie.ThatDrake was back, and he was ready to proceed.
Drake had that dangerous smirk back on his face.
“Kiss our girlfriend,” Drake ordered. “But pin her down first. She likes that.”
Fuck. Azren rolled me over and did exactly what Drake told me to do. They pinned my arms above my head and stole my breath kissing me until Drake told them not to.
“Take her clothes off and show me that beautiful body.”
“She has beautiful legs, doesn’t she?” Azren purred, unbuttoning my shirt.
“She does. They go straight up to that perfect ass. I want to see those breasts.”
Azren could have easily disappeared my clothes, but Drake didn’t want that. And Azren didn’t really like doing that. No, Drake wanted to watch Azren slowly undress me, so that’s what they were doing. And they couldn’t remove a piece of clothing without leaving a kiss or bite behind. Azren was old enough and had shapeshifted enough that they knew exactly how to undress a woman.
I made eye contact with Drake. He had removed his shirt and was stroking his cock through his trousers as he watched us. At this point, I was totally naked and exposed. Azren was lazily massaging my clit with their fingers and nibbling on my breasts while we waited for Drake’s next command.
I was so into this and I knew why Azren was, too. It was fucking amazing to not be in charge for a bit and let someone else be the strongest person in the room. Especially when Drakewas so fucking good at this. Drake unbuttoned his trousers, pulled them down, and then kicked them across the room like a boss.
“I think I want to watch Azren devour George’s pussy while she sucks my cock,” Drake announced.
I think Azren and Ibothgroaned and broke into goosebumps. I had a feeling I knew how Drake wanted his cock sucked and I was here for it. Azren settled themselves between my legs as Drake crawled into bed with us.
