Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 100470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
“Your ass looks good, pet. It’s healing. Now clean me off.”
Clean him off?
I turn my head to the side, peeking out from under his shirt. He’s on his knees, sitting back on his laurels, naked with his flaccid cock dripping.
“W-What?” I stammer, heart rate speeding up.
“You heard me.”
Glancing over at Kristen, I discover she too is completely nude. She lies there, staring up at the ceiling, lost in another space far, far away from here.
“Don’t look at my naked wife,” Logan growls. “Do as you’re told. Last warning.”
I scramble onto my knees, quickly yanking up my boxers. The wetness from my leaking cum dots the front of my underwear. When I start to pull my jeans up, Logan gives me a sharp shake of his head.
“Jeans and shirt off.”
Stifling a groan, I obey him, secretly thankful he let me keep my boxers on. I eye his spent cock warily.
“It’s simple, pet,” Logan says, voice deceptively calm. “Put your mouth on it and clean this mess off me. We do this the easy way or the hard way.”
I shudder at what might be his idea of the hard way. I can do this. It’s just a cock. A week ago, I’d have done a backflip with excitement at the idea of doing this. I’ll just disappear to the same place Kristen went.
Somewhere safe.
Ryder.
But I can’t seem to grasp onto him. This moment is too real and too terrifying to turn my back on it. I have to face this all alone.
The musky scent of a woman lingers on Logan’s cock. I close my eyes and set to licking off the salty leftover cum. Their taste makes me gag. Bile races up my throat and I barely manage to keep it down. Logan chuckles and runs his fingers through my hair.
“Such an innocent little pet. Use your tongue. Suck it off. Be a good pet and I’ll reward you.”
I was good all day and he rewarded me with alone time with Raegan.
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.