Virgo Rising: A Reverse Harem Novel (The Afflicted Zodiac) by M.J. Marstens

Author:M.J. Marstens [Marstens, M.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-05T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

JUPITER

We all watch Zahra leave and then Saturn, Mars, and Pluto all begin shouting at Mercury and Sun. I don’t understand why. . . we all knew what we were asking when we sent them to get information from her. And besides, they upheld the ‘request’: no one laid with Zahra.

“What the fuck really happened between you two and Zahra?” Saturn demands hotly.

“None of your fucking business, Turno,” Mio fires right back. Saturn stands, fists clenched at his side. Across from him, Mars rises, too, always prepared to spill blood. Sun sheds his humanity and nearly blinds us with his light. Pluto and Neptune stand in defense. Uranus does out of reflex. I stay seated.

I am their neutrality.

I am their harmony.

I will not let their curses overtake them. I still fight for us and our brotherhood. But Pluto surprises me by blinking out sight. Mars and Saturn follow suit. Neptune hesitates.

“I will go speak with them,” he says, before disappearing, too.

Neptune is not usually one to intervene, but only he can work to change minds at a subconscious level. Uranus stays behind. It is hard being a twin and the planet of independence. One demands codependency from the womb and the other demands absolute freedom. Today, his individuality is winning. Mercury and Sun sidle up to him, bent on taking advantage of this, and subtly begin teasing him about the others. Both those two have a better handle on their curses, but instigation and trickster tactics have amped up this last reincarnation of Lina’s. I wish we could just have one day of peace, but even before the curse, we were a quarrelsome lot.

In truth, I have been keeping the peace between these seven since the cosmos birthed us. Usually, I am quick to break up any potential dispute. . . before things become physical. Everyone is riding the razor-edge of their curse these days and I desperately try to be the final voice of reason. But today I listen to Mercury and Sun goad Uranus, interested to see what they are up to.

“I didn’t realize Saturn told you what to do,” I hear Sun taunt the blue Sky god.

“Afraid to have a taste of Zahra yourself? Afraid to see what Saturn might do?” Mercury sneers in near tandem. Those two should have been twins, but being conjunct for most of their life has brought about a similar relationship. For the life of me, I cannot figure out what they are up to. . .

“tastes like honey and her juices when she comes is the nectar.” I miss the first part of Mercury’s speech, but I have no problem catching on. They both paint a vivid picture of Zahra as she reaches her peak: how she tastes, what she feels like, the smell of her arousal. . . I can feel my cock stir in my pants. Just because I am a peacekeeper does not mean I am a saint. Far from it. My appetites may not be as overt or as strong as the others, but I still have them.

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