Chapter Twenty-Six
“Rowdy?” a deep voice booms on the other side of the bathroom door. “Are you in there with Destiny?”
I jolt away from my sister as if I’ve been caught red-handed. She chews on her bottom lip, nerves twisting up her features. Scrambling to my feet, I clear my throat and step near the door.
“Unfamiliar bathroom,” I say as evenly as I can. “Just making sure she doesn’t fall when she uses the restroom.”
“Oh.” Wild pauses for a minute. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah, man. We’re good.”
Destiny has pulled up her pants and turns on the sink.
We both quickly wash up. I’m pretty sure the bathroom smells like her arousal that was leaking all over the damn place.
My dick won’t calm the fuck down, either, even with the threat of Wild finding out.
There’s no doubt in my mind if he were to walk in this bathroom right now, it would be obvious what just went down.
That you watched her pee?
You think he knows that part too?
I’m not sure where that odd desire came from, but I didn’t hate it a bit. It was a perfect balance of nurturing and sexual. There’s so much I want to do with her. So fucking much.
After our hands are dried, I pull her to me and hug her tight. She returns the embrace. We stay like that for a moment.
“It’ll be fine,” I whisper. “Act normal.”
There’s nothing normal about licking your sister’s pussy and then watching her pee, but here we are. I’m at the center of this shitshow right along with her.
I take hold of her hand and then open the door. Wild stands near the bed, hands on his hips, eyeing me with suspicion. Unable to meet his stare, I force a smile and say, “What’s up?”
“What’s up? Are you for real right now, man?”
He storms over to me and grabs hold of my face. Before I can back away, he brings his nose close to my mouth and inhales. I freeze in horror. Destiny squeezes my hand.
“You two…” Wild pulls back, disgust twisting his features. “Seriously, Rowdy? Are you fucking insane?”
I grit my teeth, unsure how to answer. Yes, I’m insane. Do I care? No. But I also don’t want shit to be weird with me and him.
“I, uh,” I stammer out.
“Destiny,” he hisses. “Was this—”
She steps closer to the sound of his voice and lifts her chin, cutting him off with her hissed words. “Consensual. Yes. It’s a private matter. Leave it at that. If you care about either of us, you won’t say anything.”
He blinks in shock and then cuts his eyes over to me. The hurt shining in them guts me. I’d thought with him sleeping with Talia, he would be over the whole being in love with me. Apparently, I was wrong.
“You were fine when you thought I was hooking up with Lila,” I say lamely, needing for him to understand.
“Because she didn’t matter!” he cries out, throwing his hands in the air. “Destiny matters. You fucking love her.”
Of course I do. She’s my sister.
“We didn’t have sex,” I tell him. What I don’t say out loud is yet. We didn’t have sex yet.
“It’s only a matter of time,” Wild rasps. “You know how fucked up this is? Mom was onto your shit. I had a feeling with the way you two have been acting, but I thought, no way. Not Rowdy. He’s a good guy, not a sister fucker. Wrong.”
I grit my teeth and pin him with a hard glare. “Keep your voice down.”
“Why?” Wild demands. “You want to keep this a dirty little secret?” Then, to Destiny, he says, “And what about you? You want to be your brother’s secret fuck? What happened with Weston?”
Releasing Destiny, I charge for Wild and grip onto the front of his hoodie. He stumbles as I force him back and into a dresser. Perfume bottles on top clatter and scatter.
“Watch the way you speak to her,” I snarl. “Treat her like trash again and I’ll fucking end you.”
He gawks at me in shock. “You’re serious right now. Do you see how delusional you’re being? What part of you sleeping with your sister do you think anyone will be okay with?”
“It’s not their business.”
Destiny’s palm on my back sends calm radiating through me. “Rowdy…”
“Maybe not,” Wild bites back, “but it’ll get your ass thrown in jail. It’s called incest, asshole. I’m not a cop, yet, but I bet that shit is illegal.”
I release him and step back. “Then we’ll go back home. Away from civilization and rules. Right, Dez?”
She goes silent and I whip my head over to look at her. Her face is twisted into a frown. “Home? But what about the clinic and everything I’m learning?”
My chest aches.
We were too careless and now Wild knows. Is it over even before it began?
“Whatever,” Wild says, pushing past me. “Do what you want. You’ve made it clear I’ll never have my shot with you.
That’s fucking fine. I’ll get over it. But I won’t sit and watch the two of you together.
In fact, I’m sleeping here tonight with Talia.
Fuck your sister in the RV where I don’t have to listen. ”
“Wild,” I bark out. “Stop.”
He yanks his keys from his pocket and heaves them at the bed. “No. I’m already too drunk and too pissed to deal with this shit tonight. I’ll see you two dumb fucks later.”
This is bad.
Dammit.
Uncle Atticus is waiting for us when we get back.
It’s as if he knows. I don’t think Wild would snitch on us, but he might have done something else to be spiteful.
Like tell his dad he was sleeping over with Talia and that we’d be coming back with the truck.
It’s not like I could have gotten away with sneaking her into the RV anyway.
“It’s late,” Uncle Atticus murmurs, motioning for the cabin. “Night, Rowdy.”
I don’t have to say anything to Destiny. She knows. I’m coming for her as soon as they all go to bed.
Why?
Because I can’t get enough of her.
My life is spiraling, just like all those years ago, and I can’t seem to stop it. Honestly, I don’t want to. I’ve never wanted anything more badly than Destiny. Who needs a job or a hobby? She’s everything all at once. I don’t care about other shit. Just her. Just my sweet Dez.
I take a quick shower in the RV and then dress in just my boxers until I cool off. Dishes are somehow miraculously piled up again, so I rush through them. Once I’ve crammed all the knives back in the drawer, I snatch my phone up to see if I have any missed calls or texts from Wild.
Nope.
I do have one from Evan.
evan knox dont answer him: Alex and I got in a fight tonight over you. He said he ran into you and that the two of us are still clearly in love.
I snort out a bark of laughter. “Delusional motherfucker.”
Me: i was told by you’re boyfriend i am not allowed to text you anymore
evan knox dont answer him: So? What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.
Me: stop texting me man
I attempt to block him again, but I can’t figure out how. Funny how I can find porn easily enough, but I can’t do something actually useful.
You sure learned a lot to try on Dez…
My cock thickens in my boxers just thinking about earlier. I’ve never fucked a woman before, or a man, for that matter. Only been on the receiving end. I’m dying to know what it feels like to drive my dick into her hot, tight body.
I palm my erection over my boxers. I’m antsy waiting for the family to fall asleep so I can steal my girl away. She’s so fucking perfect.
Be gentle with her.
There are warring thoughts in my head. One part of me wants to treat her like porcelain, making sure I don’t put any more cracks in her. The other part of me wants to pin her down and fuck her so hard she screams.
A fucking monster lives inside me.
My phone buzzes and I groan, preparing myself for what Evan has to say. It’s not Evan, though.
Wild: I cockblocked you. Ha!
I smirk. I fucking knew it.
Me: your a asshole and are too drunk to make fun of my spelling
Wild: You’re. Never. Even while sloshed and getting my dick sucked, I’m still going to correct your grammar.
Me: your seriously not texting me while your getting you’re dick sucked fucking crazy ass
Wild: You’re. You’re. Your.
I think he’s screwing with me at this point. I know for a fact I did my your/you’res right. Prick.
Me: are we okay
He sends me a picture of Talia sucking on his cock.
Wild: I’m texting with you right now rather than focusing on coming. You know I can’t stay away from your stupid ass.
Me: we can talk later be nice to that girl don’t be a dick
Wild: Sorry, your run-on sentences are difficult to understand.
Me: You’re.
I finally got him back!
Wild: Your, dumbass. Gotta go.
I shake my head and toss my phone to the side. Maybe he should go teach school or some shit if he’s so damn smart. Since I’m not comfortable having a Wild dick pic on my phone, I try to delete it, but I end up forwarding it to someone instead.
Fuck.
Seconds later, I get a text.
Uncle Atticus: Is there a reason why you sent me this?
Me: shit my bad i was trying to delete it you’re son texted it to me
Uncle Atticus: I’ll show you how tomorrow. Don’t try to do any more tech crap on your own. You fucking suck at it. The last thing we need is you accidentally sending this to my wife. She’ll cut off all our dicks for a stunt like that.
I shudder at the thought of Aunt Eve anywhere near my dick.
Since I suck at using my phone, apparently, I plug it in and ignore it.
I hate waiting for their family to go to sleep.
Hours tick by slowly. A few times, when I peek through the window, I’m disappointed to learn Destiny’s light is still on, which means it’s a no-go to come get her.
The day starts to catch up with me and I yawn.
Maybe I’ll close my eyes for a second.
I jerk awake to Scout licking my face. What the hell? Groaning, I shove him away from me. He pants heavily and plops down on his side of the bed. Dressed in her coat, Destiny stands at the end of the bed, grinning at me.
“Did you walk over here by yourself?” I ask, voice panicked as I sit up.
“I turned off the light, but you never came. I thought maybe you fell asleep.”
“Yeah,” I grunt, rubbing at my face with my palm. “Sorry about that.”
She sheds her coat and shrugs. “I’m a big girl and know how to get here.”
It’s unsettling that she slipped out of the cabin and trekked over here by herself. Thankfully, if there were any threats, I’d like to believe Scout would’ve attacked.
“Come here,” I rumble. “I missed you.”
She smiles and crawls over to me. I pull her to me as I lie back, stretching her small body over mine. Our mouths meet in the next instant. As we kiss, slowly this time, I stroke her hair reverently. It’s surreal that we’re going to do this. I’m going to have sex with my sister.
“You’re hard,” she says against my lips. “Must be excited to see me.”
“You have no fucking idea.”
She nips on my bottom lip and tugs it before letting go. “Why aren’t we naked yet?”