Page 88 of Not Your Ordinary Shifter

I blink up at her, hoping that a small part of her understands that dropping me like a deuce in the shitter was not cool.

She giggled, her hand quickly covering her mouth. “I’m…” More giggling. “So…” And more giggling. “Sorry.” And then she dropped to her knees in front of the toilet, laughing so hard tears streamed down her face. “I can’t believe I did that.”

At least the bowl was clean but come on.

“I’ll get you out of there in just a minute,” Nova said when she finally stopped laughing.

She got up and filled the fancy bowl like sink and then stared down at me.

“Well, this is…distasteful.” Her lip curled as she readied herself to reach into the bowl.

“Who are you talking to?” A gruff male voice had Nova jerking upright and turning toward the door.

“Shit. Not now.” She glanced back at me. “Please don’t splash around. I’ll come back for you. Just stay quiet.”

Heavy footsteps thudded toward us. Nova’s face turned from happy to a mask of stone before she turned back to her bedroom. The door didn’t latch shut when she walked into her bedroom.

Careful not to make any noise, I followed her to the edge of the doorway and peeked through the slit.

“Get the fuck out,” Nova yelled at the heavyset guard. “You’re not allowed in my room. Leave.”

The way the guard sneered at Nova was making me nervous. I had a feeling our mission was about to go to shit.

Chapter

Two

NOVA

Ishould have known better than to rile Anthony up. The prick loved smacking me around, so the slap across the face wasn’t much of a surprise. My hand went up to cup my cheek.

“Shut your trap, you useless bitch,” Anthony said in a deadly tone. “We both know step daddy dearest doesn’t give two fucks about you or any complaint you have.”

“Just leave me alone,” I cried out.

“You’re such a cunty little cock tease.” He rubbed his hand over his crotch. “I’m sick of waiting for my turn.”

He must see the shocked look on my face.

“Didn’t know you were promised to us after your step daddy puts a ring on it, eh? Soon as he’s had his wedding night fun to make everything nice and legal, we get to have our fun.” One thick, bushy eyebrow lifted. “I wonder if you’ll be better than your mom, cause man, that was one pampered pussy.”

I gagged, swallowing back the bile, so I didn’t puke all over the asshole. Did this animal actually rape my poor sick mother?

He chuckled darkly before grabbing my upper arms and pulling me tight against his chest. When his hard cock rubbed against me, I fought for all I was worth.

“I’m never marrying that vile man.”

Spittle hit my cheek while he continued to spew dark words at me. “Like you have a choice. He’s going to do to you the same as what he did to your mother. Oh, he might keep you around a little longer, what with that young virgin pussy, but eventually, you’ll die too.”

Tears formed in my eyes, causing me to blink rapidly. I’d refused to shed tears for any of these fuckers, and I didn’t want to start now.

“Get on your knees, cunt or I’ll?—”

A loud thud sounded and the next thing I knew, Anthony’s dead weight fell against me. When he dropped to the ground, my eyes grew wide at the Greek God that stood before me. The very naked Greek God. The Greek God with a very nice sized package.

“What the—?” I gaped at him. “Who the fuck are you?”

The man quickly crossed the room and shut my bedroom door, closing us in. “Um, I guess you can call me Aquaman. Ariel didn’t quite suit me.”

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