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Chapter Twenty-Six

Cade

REED HAS GONE BACKto the cabin with the wood, but I want to check some of the traps I’d set out a couple of days ago.

My path brings me near the river, and I hear voices. Instantly, I stiffen, my ears sharpening.

One of the voices is light and feminine, ringing out through the trees. I exhale, and my shoulders drop. It’s okay. It’s only Laney, and since Reed has gone back to the cabin, I assume Darius is with her. She’s been so sick and weak lately that she wouldn’t be stupid enough to go down to the river alone. Some areas are deep and fast, and all it would take is one stumble to end up in trouble. I’m kind of pissed that she’s only taken Darius with her. While he’s perfectly capable of taking care of himself, would he be able to help her if she was swept away? He’d say he could follow the sound of her just as easily as I could follow her by sight, but I’m not completely sold on that.

I make my way through the trees, ducking low branches and hopping over rocks. The rush of the river grows louder. We’re lucky to have it so close by, both for our drinking water and for washing in. In the next few weeks, however, it’s going to get colder, and at some point the river will freeze and be covered in snow. What will we do then? We can bore holes in the ice to get to the water below, but we definitely won’t be able to swim in it.

I want to believe we’ll have been found by then, but weeks have gone by now. Will there even be search teams still looking for us? Or will they have given up, assuming we’re dead? Theydon’t know that we were able to find shelter, or even that anyone survived the crash.

I break through the trees and come to an abrupt halt.

Holy fuck.

Laney is in the river, completely naked. And that’s not all. She’s got her hand between her thighs and is touching herself.

Her eyes are open, but she’s not looking in my direction. I follow her line of sight to discover Dax leaning up against a tree. Laney’s getting herself off while eyeing up my brother.

A surprising stab of jealousy hits me, but it doesn’t last long. She looks incredibly sexy standing in the river, her feet planted wide enough to give her access to her pussy, her tits jutting out. The ends of her hair are damp and hanging down her back.

Blood rushes to my cock, and I lengthen and harden beneath my jeans.

If she gets to masturbate over my brother without his knowledge, then that sure as hell gives me the green light to do the same to her. She’s taking advantage of my brother’s disability, after all. That’s a shitty thing to do, so when she finds out about me—and I fully intend for her to find out—she won’t have a leg to stand on.

I free myself from my jeans and run my hand down my length. I pause at the tip to flick my piercing. It sends an electric shock of pleasure through my body, and I grow even harder in my hand.

Laney’s working herself faster, and I meet her pace, my hand traveling up and down my cock. She tilts her head back and her lips part, the position creating an arc in her spine. She bites her lower lip, and her beautiful features contort as she reaches for her climax.

A tiny groan of arousal escapes my lips, and instantly, I realize my mistake.

Darius frowns, his head snapping in my direction.

“Cade?”

Laney lets out a gasp and makes a feeble attempt to cover herself with her hands—one arm across her breasts, her other hiding her pussy. There’s no point in me continuing to stay out of view, so I approach, still casually rubbing my cock. It’s not like my brother can see me.

I let out a chuckle. “Bit late for that, Cuckoo.”

She rushes for shore, water splashing up her slender thighs, and when she reaches dry ground, she bends and scoops up her towel. “How long have you be—”

She suddenly notices that my jeans are open and my heavy cock is resting in my palm. “Jesus, Cade. What are you doing?”

“Same as you. Got a problem with that? I was enjoying the show.”

Lines appear between Darius’s eyebrows. “What’s going on?”

Laney widens her eyes at me, silently begging.

I’ve got no intention of keeping her little secret.

“Our sweet little stepsister was getting herself off while staring right at you, Dax.”

Darius’s expression changes, morphing from confusion into a smug smile. “So, that’s what she was doing. I did wonder.”

“I bet you did. You must have known she was naked in the river. I bet you were picturing exactly what that looked like. I guarantee your imagination was nowhere near as filthy as what she was actually doing, though.” I run my hand up and down my erection as I describe the scene to my brother. “She had one hand jammed between her thighs, her fingers inside her pussy, while she touched one of her tits with the other hand.”

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