Page 20 of The Goddess is Angry
West was definitely naked under that trench coat. That was weird even for West.
“Oscar, Drake, and George arenevergoing to get picked unless I’m naked. This is a compromise.”
Church shot me a horrified look. All it was going to take was West’s trench coat popping open, and we were all going to see his dick. It was one thing when he was shifting, but dodgeball tryouts? There was a time and place for lion cock. This wasn’t it.
“I don’t even know what that means,” I said.
“All youneedto know is that if I don’t watch dodgeball in the nude, shit gets bad. My team loses, players get injured, and one time a tornado called the game. My balls are blessed, man. Don’t question the magic,” West said, kissing my forehead. “I brought snacks.”
West kissed alotof guys for a straight dude. I’m not even sure Drake knew what hit him when West went for it. West pulled a massive bag of snacks from his trench coat and now the thirsty girls realized he was naked. They started giggling and trying to get his attention.
One of them walked over and West didn’t even look up.
“Nope. I belong to that witch down there with legs for days,” he said before she could speak. She huffed and stormed off.
“She could have wanted some chips,” Church said.
“Trust me. She didn’t,” West said.
She definitely didn’t.
“Look, they are starting,” Church said. “Zion put Oscar, George, and Drake on the same team.”
And George’s massive angel brother. Dexter was on their team, too. I got why Michael and Dexter were a thing. They both had these amazing wings and people whodidn’tlike Dexter were just weird to me. He was hilarious and brilliant.
The teams were set. Zion picked captains and Michael was the captain of Oscar’s team. I got it. Not everyone knew sign language and Oscar never wanted to be captain. The Bell kids all knew it, so Michael could communicate with Oscar. There was a brief team huddle where everyone talked about what position they played and the captain decided if they were going to get it.
Michael wasn’t an idiot and knew his shit. George took the forward position, Oscar was a center like usual, and Drake started putting on goalie gear.
Michael picked George as the team witch. The other team captain was a bear shifter and chose a warlock I didn’t know. Zion had the box with the four elemental balls off to the side. When the game officially started, he opened it and the balls shot out.
George and the warlock would be fighting over which ball was the official one they’d be scoring with. Every team wanted the Earth ball. It wasn’t as volatile as the other balls and slightly easier to tame. I had different opinions about that ball after it maimed my boyfriend.
The warlock went straight for the Earth ball, which was expected. George didn’t try to fight him for it. I was used to seeing the team witch or warlocks fighting over the Earth balls. George went straight for the Air ball.
The rest of the team was trying to avoid getting smashed by the Fire and Water balls while the team witch did their things. The Air ball was an interesting choice. No one ever went for that one because it was easy to avoid and hard to tame. It could whip a player up in a cyclone and fling them off the field.
It mostly hung out in the air and took out the winged players, so the witches just ignored it. Plus, Oscar said the Air Ball was so hard to tame if a witch could get to it, it just wasted all this time, so it was never done.
“Why’s she going for the Air Ball?” West asked. “Bold choice. That’s kinky.”
It kind of was. When the Air Ball noticed George was trying to tame it, it shot up in the air. She stretched her arms and Michael swooped down to pick her up and fly her in the air. Michael had these beautiful white-feathered wings. He beat them until they caught up with the Air Ball and George snagged it with her magic.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. George tamed the fucking Air Ball before the warlock could get his Earth Ball under control. It was still shaking the ground under his feet. When she tossed the ball to Oscar, Igotwhy she went for that one. Once the Air Ball was under the control of our team, you could tell it where to go and it would go there easier than their throwing it.
It zipped straight to Oscar, who took off running. The other team’s Fire ball tried to take him out, so he dove out of the way and tossed it to Dexter. Dexter wasfantasticin the air. He beat his wings and got nearly halfway across the field before a witch tried to manipulate the Water Ball at him.
Dexter did a back flip and heaved his ball at a succubus. She took it all the way to the goal, distracted their goalie with some sex vibes, and made the shot.
West stood up and shrieked. He grabbed Church, and me and yanked us into a group hug.
“Holy shit! Did you see that? Our girlfriend tamed the fuckingAir Ball.I’m going to vigorously fuck her after she makes the team. I’m not even going to let her shower first because I want that sweat on me. It’ll probably make me point zero five percent better at dodgeball by osmosis.”
“That’s gross, West. Shower with her and wash the sweat and dodgeball dirt off of her. It’s what I do with Oscar. She’ll appreciate that a lot more than you getting horny when she feels gross.”
“I’ll bet our girl is totally into freaky and nasty. Do you think she’d be into doing it on the dodgeball field once everyone has cleared out?”
“Too soon, West. Someone was murdered out there and we don’t know who did it,” Church said.
