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Sure, she’d saved my life by giving me that full vial, but she had no idea the cost of it. What it would cost her. What it would cost us.
We were on borrowed time already, and the clock was only ticking faster.
And louder.
As beautiful as she was, I didn’t believe her act. I didn’t trust her.
Icouldn’ttrust her.
I had to remain on high alert for when we finally reached our destination—one of us did, at least—that this wasn’t some giant fucking setup like last time.
I would not lose another brother.
I would fucking kill her before I lost another brother, consequences to my own life be damned.
Eventually, the sounds of their orgasms and constant fucking died off, and I could hear snoring and sense their steady heartbeats.
Finally.
The sky was slowly getting lighter, so I needed to find an inlet and sail up into it to find a place to hide.
I wanted to go ashore when we moored, find a place to clear my head, and possibly scream until I passed the fuck out.
No, Haina hadn’t given me any reason to hate her, and truth be told, I didn’t hate her.
I wasn’t sure I could.
Her blood flowed through my veins. Maybe the psycho scientists had done something either to us with the blood or something else that made the idea of hating Haina cause me an intense form of nausea that had me seeing spots.
But even without whatever fucked-up thing the scientists had done, I couldn’t hate her. She’d given me no reason to. She’d saved my life and was part of the reason my brothers and I were free, but I didn’t fucking trust her, so I couldn’t let down my guard, no matter how badly I wanted her.
I adjusted my stiff cock in my pants and steered the boat left, turning up into an inlet. The wind died right down, so I turned on the motor, powered by the solar panels and the battery. We’d yet to rely on the backup fuel, but I was sure eventually we’d need to.
With the quiet of the deep and narrow inlet surrounding me, I took a deep and fortifying breath. I could not lose my resolve, no matter how tempting this woman was.
I’d done it once before, and Chance had paid the price for my folly.
He’d been the leader of our quartet. The oldest, so he took responsibility for my mistake, which ultimately cost him his life.
I would never forgive myself for what happened, for what I did to cause my brother’s death, and like hell was I going to let it happen again.
Rix was the “softest” of us all, the one with the biggest heart. He was always quickest to see the good in people. Even after everything Unte and Moord had put us through, the torture, the training and the number of contracted kills under our belts, my youngest brother still had a wide-eyed optimism that irritated me as much as it inspired me. Rix still believed there were good people in the world and he held on to a hope for a brighter future that I’d given up on years ago. Jorik and I were more realistic and knew we were all sailing paddleless down shit creek toward the rapids. But I wasn’t going to be the one to snuff out the flames of faith that flickered inside Rix. Not when those flames, as intangible as they may be, were we all had left to hold on to.
I was still surprised with how easily Jorik had taken to Haina and fallen prey to her ruse, but then again, the man was just a teddy bear wearing a grizzly costume. A cinnamon roll with a genius IQ and a hard outer shell. Though, I’d never seen his shell crack faster than it did with Haina. The man practically handed her the mallet and said, “Swing away.”
The farther up we sailed, the quieter it became.
The sky continued to grow lighter, and worry itched at the back of my neck. We needed to find a place to lay anchor and hide.
But so far, there was no good place to do it with suitable beach access for the rowboat. Everything around us was tall looming cliffs with trees towering on top.
Shit. I did not want to be stuck on the boat all fucking day with the horny trio. I needed to get the fuck off this floating orgy house and find a stream where I could stroke my cock in private with nothing but voyeuristic birds and squirrels pondering why the furless bear was abusing himself.
That thought made me snort a laugh.
I sailed us a little farther up into the inlet and swore under my breath. It was getting to be too light out.
We’d already been found once—well, twice if you counted the drone.
