Page 29 of Yule Tied Up

“Either someone sucks me off, or I’m going to end up fucking her pussy or even her ass.”

“Touch her, and I’ll kill you,” Dom throws back.

Eric lifts the gun. “Wanna try?”

This suddenly feels like it’s about to spiral out of control, and we can’t risk that happening.

“I’ll do it,” I say, swallowing down my revulsion.

Eric hesitates and then says, “Fine, get on your knees.”

I glance over at Dom, who has his gaze locked on Rory now. Rory is already playing with his dick. He’s gotten himself unzipped and taken himself in his fist. His gun is still in his other hand.

Rory runs his fingers up his thick length and groans. I need him distracted, and I need Kenzie to do it.

“Why don’t you play with yourself for these fine gentlemen?” I say.

Kenzie glances at me, and I jerk my chin almost imperceptibly at Rory.

She turns to him, smiling, though her eyes are cold, and he groans.

“You like me playing with my tits?”

I can hear the anger and disgust in her voice.

I sink to my knees in front of Eric, unzip his Santa suit pants, take out his frankly tiny cock, and open my mouth. He takes hold of the back of my head and shoves his cock between my lips.

Jesus, what a weird taste. It’s so different from a woman, and I almost gag, but that won’t do. Instead, I make myself suck him and bob back and forth, his cock sliding over my tongue. He starts to thrust and moan, so, knowing he’s lost to this, I bite down.

He screams, and I push up and forward, using my shoulders to send him flying backward.

He hits the fire and goes up like a fucking firework on thefourth of July.

Flames roar and lick at the flammable material, taking energy from it and burning ever brighter.

Behind me comes a scream and then scuffling, and I turn around to see Mackenzie has attacked Rory. She’s naked, and she’s got her fingers in his eyes. He’s waving the gun around blindly, and I hit the ground as it goes off. There’s a crash and, when I stand, Dom has rushed Rory and is grappling with the gun.

CHAPTER 14

Kirill

Dom hashold of the muzzle and is trying to wrestle it away from Rory. They wrench it left and right, but it looks like Rory is winning.

I can’t let that happen.

I race over, not caring if I end up getting shot, and snatch the gun away from both of them. Then I take a couple of steps back and aim it at Rory. My entire body is trembling with rage. I’m furious that someone has put us in this position, and that these assholes have seen our Duchess come. That’s for our eyes only.

It’s as though I’ve been transported back to a moment in our past, like time has ripped open and dropped us back there. The man I’m aiming the gun at has taken on the shape of someone else in my mind. Back then, I’d walked away and let someone else take care of the dirty work, but not this time.

No fucking way.

“Back away from him, you two.” My voice is strange as I give the order to Dom and Mackenzie.

I’m seeing red. There is no way these two fuckers are walking out of here, and I’m going to make them hurt for what they’ve done. They’ll pay— not only for what they’ve put Mackenzie through, but also for what Tino had to do. He stepped up andprotected our Duchess and put himself through something none of us will want to think or talk about again.

“Kenzie.” Tino beckons her to him. “Come here, baby.”

She does as he says, backing away from Rory.

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