Page 148 of Not Your Ordinary Shifter

Everyone was in a good mood, even those who had hadn’t placed in their competitions. There were plenty of spectators who were happy to console them, even if the largest crowds were around the various champions of each event. Thor was the only one who didn’t have a bunch of women following him around—although he probably would have if he hadn’t been draped all over Debbie, seemingly blind to anyone else.

While he’d been polite to the few women brazen enough to try to approach him, he’d been so clearly uninterested, they’d given up immediately. All of them had been human—the shiftershad quickly realized Debbie was a honey badger, and none of them wanted to mess with that.

Grrr.Her honey badger bristled aggressively. It was ready to get out of the party and be alone with Thor, and truthfully, so was Debbie, but the human side of her recognized why he needed to be at the party. Especially after his big win. His herd wanted to celebrate him, and they had prior claim to his time.

Since she was included in the celebration, she didn’t mind one bit.

His hand caressed her middle, making her skin tingle.

Okay, maybe she minded a little. The urge to drag him out of here and get down and dirty was definitely growing every time he touched her like that. Debbie shifted around in his lap, smirking when she felt something jerk and harden underneath her.

Payback was fair play.

Thanks to her shifter hearing, she could hear Thor’s low groan as she wriggled on top of him again. Grinning, she took a swig of her drink—and nearly spit it back out when his hand slipped underneath the edge of her shirt, and his fingers touched the bare skin of her stomach. It was like an electric shock, taking her breath away.

The cock under her ass turned into a bar of steel, and Debbie snickered. Yeah, that had backfired on him. She wiggled again, deliberately grinding against the thick bulge.

“Naughty girl…” The deep rumble of Thor’s murmur in her ear was almost orgasmic all on its own and Debbie pressed her thighs together as her pussy began to ache. She was so freaking turned on and they hadn’t even done anything yet. Leaning back against his chest, she turned her head and nipped the stubbled underside of his jaw.

“Damn right. I hope that doesn’t ruin your fantasy.”

“Definitely not. You ready to get out of here?”

Yes!Her honey badger ran around in excited circles in the back of her head.Take stag. Bite. Fuck. Claim.

Well, maybe not that last one, they’d just met today after all, but otherwise, her animal had the right idea. Debbie sighed with relief, nodding her head.

“Hell yeah.”

Chapter

Seven

THOR

Rather than letting Debbie get off his lap, Thor stood, simultaneously scooping her up in his arms. Several of her cousins applauded, one of them putting her hands over her heart and sighing. His buck preened, dancing in place, eager to get the sweet-smelling honey badger alone at last.

“Ladies.” He nodded. “Gentlemen. Please excuse us. We’ll see you tomorrow.”

The honey badgers had a hotel room nearby, although he doubted all of them would be using it. Several of them had already declared they’d be ‘banging for bunk’ tonight—and he knew several of his herd members were already looking to offer their bunks.

Debbie certainly wasn’t going to need the hotel room if he had anything to say about it.

“Treat her right!” Rachel, one of the cousins, said. After spending some time with all of them, Thor was finally learning their names. She was smiling sweetly when she said it, but there was something a little off about her expression, so it came off more threatening than friendly.

“At least two orgasms,” Windy added. She was the one with the weather-y name he hadn’t been able to remember earlier. Blowing Debbie a kiss, she turned back to the conversation she was having with Ajax, who had finally stopped drooling over Saskia long enough to notice the other cousins.

Shaking his head, Thor strode off, Debbie still in his arms. Laughing, she wrapped her arms around his neck while her cousins continued to shout suggestions after them.

“Three!”

“Ten!”

“She won’t be able towalkafter that.”

Ten,his stag said.No walking.

It liked the idea of her not being able to get away easily. Of course, he could always just tie her to the bed. Not sure she’d actually put up with that, though. It seemed just as likely she’d gnaw through the ropes and make him regret trying, and he didn’t think she’d need to shift to do it.

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