Page 37 of The Lost Ones

He hands me a pair of black boxers that I can only assume are his. I pull them on and take a hairband off of my wrist and bunch the excess material at my hip. Once secured I look up at the others and raise my eyebrow in question at their looks.

“You bastard.” Jax grins at Hunter.

“More like, fucking genius.” Kai chuckles leaning back in his chair.

“You’re all just jealous that you didn’t think of it.” Hunter say smugly before winking at me, causing me to blush bright red.

“Do you want to see the Soulmate Tattoo now?” I ask them nervously.

“Yes, please Titch.” Maverick says grinning, whilst all of them nod enthusiastically.

Being careful not to lift my top too high and expose too much, I pull my t-shirt up to reveal the large mandala heart that rests just underneath my boobs. I watch as all of the guys seem to gravitate towards me and seemingly at the same time reach out to brush their fingers against one of the sections. It becomes glaring clear that the five sections are for each one of my men.

The dark purplish blackfor Hunter.

The bright sunshine yellow for Kai.

The deep forest green for Levi.

The rich royal blue for Maverick.

And finally, the calming sky blue for Jax.

As soon as their fingers touch the parts of the heart that belong to them, a rush of searing power flows through me causing my back to arch and the same white light that exploded from me in the alley at the club, encompasses me gentler this time as it travels from me and flows towards my men and down their arms.

It’s like the feeling I get with the sparks but a thousand times stronger. The light gathers around all of the guys staying for a heartbeat as if assessing them before, suddenly it shoots straight back towards me. The shock of absorbing the sudden abundance of light knocks the breath out of me and sends me spiralling towards the floor taking Maverick down with me.

“Sage? Titch? Are you ok?” Maverick asks from underneath me his arms wrapped around me causing a gentle electricity to hum through me instantly calming me.

“Yeah I’m fine, Mav.” I say as Hunter pulls me to feet sending the same calming sparks through me. “What the hell was that though?” I ask.

Jax starts to answer me but before he can, he and the others start rubbing their chests and without any warning, all of them apart from Jax, take off their shirts as Jax pulls his shirt down at the collar to expose the top of his chest, over his heart. I’m suddenly surrounded by incredibly well toned chests and stomachs. All of them with that delectable ‘V’ on their stomachs that drives me wild. My mouth suddenly feels dry and I swear I can hear my pulse beating like a drum.

Holy hotness my men are fucking gorgeous.

My mind starts to veer off track and into some very X-rated places and I can feel the wickedly naughty grin adorn my lips, as my greedy eyes take in my men in all their half-naked glory. A throat clearing has my eyes snapping up to meet Kai’s.

“Beautiful, you’re going to have stop looking at us like that.” His voice is even deeper than normal, and his stunning grass green eyes have darkened with heat.

I clench my thighs together trying to assuage the ache building between them and causing several deep groans to erupt from around me. I take a deep breath trying to calm myself, knowing that they wouldn’t have just stripped for no reason.

Well I’m assuming they don’t normally just strip randomly and all at the same time, although a small part of me sort of hopes that they do. I’m definitely not opposed to all the rippling muscles on display right now. My eyes widen at my train of thought and my cheeks redden as I imagine them stripping down in random places, until I can’t help but giggle causing Levi to raise his eyebrow at me.

“Do I want to know what you’re thinking about Sage?” he asks me smirking.

Still giggling I shake my head.

“Screw that! I want to know!” Jax grins lavishly. “It seemed dirty.” He winks at me causing me to blush hard, damn it.

“Definitely dirty.” Kai smirks.

“Are you going to tell us Sweetheart?” Hunter says winking at me.

I shake my head and clear my throat desperately searching for something else to talk about. Still staring at their gorgeous bodies, I spot a small mandala heart, outlined in black with a teal mandala pattern inside and just so happens to be my favourite colour, resting above each of their hearts. It’s faded though. Like it’s an old tattoo.

“Did you all get matching tattoos?” I ask curiously, pointing at their chests.

They all look down and their eyes widen in unison.