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I can do this.
With newfound vigor, I set to clean his softened cock, going as far as licking at his red, curly pubic hairs. His scent is disgusting, but I force myself to do the job.
He groans when I pull away. “That was…good. Kristen could learn a thing or two from you. Your mouth is so fucking eager.”
I fall back onto my ass and immediately regret it when pain shocks through me. Logan chuckles at my misfortune.
“Tomorrow you can see your other sister,” Logan says. “I may even let you walk with her. You really outperformed my expectations tonight.”
I don’t look at him but mutter out, “Thank you.”
It disgusts me to have to thank him for what just happened, but I’m looking forward to seeing Destiny. Getting to check in with her to make sure she’s okay.
Ryder will come for us.
This can’t last forever.
Logan shuts off the light and sprawls out on his sleeping bag closest to the tent opening. I remain still, staring into the darkness much like Kristen did. Both of their breathing soon evens out beside me. The sounds of camp have died down as everyone must’ve gone to bed. For a brief moment, I consider sneaking out of the tent, rounding my siblings and Sadie up, and getting the fuck out of here.
What about Kristen?
And Logan wouldn’t let me get far.
Then what?
More lashings with his belt? Worse?
This time, I force all thoughts of Logan away. I think of Ryder. Ryder in the creek, his dark hair slicked back with water and wearing a bright grin. The way his T-shirt tugs over his muscular frame in a mouthwatering way. Our time in the tent together—his hands on me, making me come. His mouth on mine.
My cock doesn’t need much help growing hard again. With Ryder on my mind, I slip my hand into my boxers, gripping my aching length. I don’t have lube, but just tugging on it while fantasizing about my brother is enough. Pleasure zings through my every nerve ending. It only takes a few seconds of imagining Ryder’s tongue where Logan’s thumb was tonight to explode with a mind-numbing orgasm.
Colors light up the dark tent, all conjured from my imagination and subsequent pleasure. I allow myself a moment of relaxing bliss as the cum jets out of me, spilling all over my naked abs. My breathing is ragged and it takes several minutes for my heart rate to slow back down.
I’m soaked in cum.
Fuck.
Logan stirs, sleepily grunting about something. It has every hair on my body standing at attention. If he wakes to find me with my dick out and jizz all over me, who knows what will happen. I sure as hell am not about to find out.
I yank my boxers over my cock and then use my fingers to scoop up the cum. Quickly, I bring my hand to my mouth to lick away the evidence. It’s salty and weird but doesn’t taste as bad as Logan’s mixed with Kristen’s smell. A couple more swipes and I clean it all away without having been caught.
I’m almost asleep when small fingers touch my arm. I jolt in surprise, my heart rate hammering again inside my chest.
“Ronan?” Kristen says in the barest of whispers.
“Yeah?”
“Don’t ever let him find you doing…that.” She sniffles. “I can’t bear to lose my only friend.”
What does that mean?
“Okay, sure,” I say, voice squeaky with shame. “Sorry.”
“He’s possessive. He’ll kill you.”
“Got it.” I pat her hand before quickly flipping onto my side, putting my back to her.
She’s right. That was careless and stupid. Logan doesn’t seem the type to be okay with me getting myself off. He’s controlling and likes to call the shots. When you don’t follow his rules, he’ll punish you.
