Page 45 of Jacinth

The north star appeared in the sky as the temperature dropped along with the sun, and I chanted a rhyme I remembered saying with Birdie as a kid. I think we got it from that Pinocchio movie. Where the puppet gets eaten by a whale? Wow, okay, that sounded mildly dirty. Anyway, the chant was like a wish upon the first star. I thought quietly about what my wish could be.

Growing up, I had wished for Barbies, for dresses and shoes and jewelry, for parental fondness in weaker moments, but none of those things would do me much good now. I had three ‘for real, how the hell did I score them’ hot mates who were stuck with someone who wasn’t even a person.

Could I wish for a body? I’d probably end up a brain-eating zombie. Could I wish to be alive? I’d heard Orion say something about the Fates messing you up big time if you played around with their precious weave, and my thread had been well and truly cut six months ago.

Maybe I should set them free. Wasn’t that what the altruistic, selfless dying—ok, fine, I was a little past that, but whatever—person was supposed to do? Hope they found true love and moved on and all that crap?

Guess I was a horrible person because, despite being incorporeal again, the thought of my guys with anyone else majorly turned my stomach. Like, seriously made me want to force them to tattoo my name all the hell over their junk so that if they did move on with anyone else, they’d know who licked it first. Plus, they would have to put me all up in their... woah.

Slow your roll, Jace. We can do without thinking of your name marking up some other chick’s inside bits. Seriously, I was starting to think I had a problem.

To distract myself, I glanced at the gorgeous bracelet on my wrist that Niko gave me. I was still floored that not only did he think to buy something so beautiful, but that he went to all the trouble to find a way for it to be suitable for me. Witchcraft.

I wondered again if there was another way around the Fates and their grand design, but when I made my wish, it was the only thing I truly hoped for.

“Please let us all end up happy.”

Que sera sera, right, bitches?

CHAPTER 32

Orion

“Orion,would you get my name tattooed on your junk?”

“Sure, Angel. Cock or balls?”

The look on her face was priceless. I smirked, silently congratulating myself on winning a round. Finally. I was, embarrassingly, a complete push-over with her.

“What are we doing?” Niko asked, dropping his share of the equipment and wandering over to our girl. I had a moment of jealousy as he easily scooped her to him and kissed her stupid.

“She wants her name tattooed on our dicks,” I informed him casually.

He paled. I found his needle phobia amusing, considering his history with substances. He had always smoked because needles had a tendency to make him go the way of a regency novel heroine in a too-tight corset. Not that I read that shit.

“Babe, there’s no way a needle is going near my cock, but I’ll wear a rub-on tattoo every day if you would like. Actually, that’s a stellar idea. You can rub it on for me.” He leaned in toward her ear and lowered his voice to a growl. “Rub it on real good. Then lick it off at night.”

I grunted and turned to offload my own provisions. It wasn’t that I had a problem with sharing our girl with the others. I was fine with it. In theory. I guessed it was the reality that would take some getting used to.

“Seriously, Orion. If you’re squeamish with this, how will you handle me kissing you after Niko comes in my mouth?” Jace asked in a faux stern voice.

“Oh, I’ve seen that one. It’s crazy hot,” Sky piped in as he finally arrived.

My head whipped toward our youngest brother, and from the corner of my eye, I noticed Niko do the same. Matching incredulous looks on our faces.

“I don’t mean it’s hot because of you two ugly mugs,” Sky said with an eye roll.

“The fact that our girl is so thirsty for us? And that she can go all night between the three of us? Now that is hot as fuck.” He blew a kiss as Jace’s form flickered, as though she wanted to hide.

“You’re not going anywhere, my white woman,” Niko growled, taking her elbow gently.

His eyes flared with heat, and I could see he was getting turned on. Nope, I was not ready to see my brother’s arousal again so soon. I had yet to recover from the last time.

“Maybe I want you to chase me, Big Bad,” Jace purred.

Ok, so that was definitely changing my mind about things. I adjusted my growing erection and cleared my throat to get everyone back on track.

“How about we set everything up first? You are currently incorporeal, remember, Angel?”

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