Page 27 of Yule Tied Up

“Take your clothes off,” I order her with a shake of her arm. “All of them.”

She turns to me, shooting me hateful daggers that I know aren’t real, and she proceeds to strip off the remainder of her clothes. She uses her arms to hide her nakedness from the two strange men, though I fear it’s pointless. They’re going to get to see whatever they want, and the thought alone makes me want to rip them to shreds.

“You too,” Fake Santa, or Eric, commands, the white pompom on the end of his Santa hat bobbing. “Take your fucking clothes off, all three of you.”

“Maybe we should make them suck each other’s dicks?” Rory’s gaze flicks hungrily between us.

Eric laughs. “Or fuck each other.”

I don’t go that way, other than the rare time something has got a bit freaky between the three of us for Mackenzie. We’ve not screwed, though, but if it saves Mack taking all of the humiliation, I gladly will.

“I want to see her squirt again,” Rory says. “She’s so fucking hot.”

“Tasted amazing.” Eric licks his lips. “Maybe next time I should get to taste that pussy direct from the source.”

I want to tear his head off, but for now, I slowly take my clothes off. I’m not embarrassed or ashamed about my body,despite the scars that litter my skin. I got over that shit a long time ago.

I glance at the others. Mackenzie is clearly shaken, but she’s holding it together. Tino looks like he wants to burn down the world, but his self-control is strong. Kirill, however, I’m not so sure about. Out of the three of us, he’s the one I’m concerned might lose it and put us all in danger.

CHAPTER 13

Tino

When we’re all naked,Eric walks around us in a large circle. We’re standing on the rug in the middle of the room with Kenzie in the middle of us. She has her arms wrapped around herself, but we’re using our bodies to shield her from the worst of the men’s stares, though I know it won’t last. She glances over at the men, and she looks scared and humiliated, but I know her, and she’s pretending, at least in part. Her feelings might be real, but there’s a determination in the set of her features that I recognize. She wants that one chance to act.

The way we all do. Waiting, watching. Hoping.

Just needing that one moment when we can take them down.

“Lay her down on the rug and spread her legs,” he orders. “Let’s see that pussy.”

With my teeth gritted, I take hold of Mackenzie and gently lower her to the rug. I kiss her, and she locks eyes with me, showing me how much she loves me, and I hope she can see the same in my eyes, too. I hate that these men are even daring to look at her this way. I want to tear their skin from their bones, but all I can think about is the guns pointed at us, and the fucking mess they’ll make of us.

“Damn, she’s got a pretty pussy,” Eric says. “Look at it, brother.”

“So smooth and pink,” Rory replies. “Like she knew we were coming and shaved specially.”

Eric hunkers down, and I tense. “You said no touching,” I growl.

He laughs. “I’m just getting a better look.” He sniffs the air exaggeratedly. “I can smell you, princess, and you smell excited.”

While he’s talking, Kirill stalks toward him, purposefully and carefully, but Eric stands fast and aims the gun right at him. “Back up, fucker, or I’ll fill you full of lead.”

Kirill stops but doesn’t move back.

Eric scowls. “Last chance. I can’t watch one of you filling her cunt if you’re looming over me.”

Kirill takes four big, slow, defiant steps back.

“Good boy. Now, stay back or we will shoot your balls off.”

Rory whoops as if what Eric just said was hilarious. They’re fucking insane, and we have to somehow get the upper hand because I don’t believe for one moment they’ll keep their promise to let us live after they’ve got what they want.

Eric tilts his head, as though thinking. “Actually, I changed my mind. Get over here, big boy, and lick her pussy.” He gestures with his free hand at Kirill.

Shit. Will he do it?

Kirill stares at the man with utter hatred, but then he drops to his knees and crawls to Mackenzie. He isn’t hard, and he looks at her with heartbreak in his eyes, but she takes his face in her hands.

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