Page 30 of Yule Tied Up

I give her time to create space, and Dom jumps out of the way. I aim the gun and slowly exhale as I pull the trigger. The gun booms, and the recoil punches me in the shoulder. I don’t hit Rory in the face or chest. No, that would be far too good for him. I’ve shot the fucker’s tiny little cock off.

“Oh, fuck me.” Dom stares in shock.

Rory glances down at where his dick used to be then lifts his head again and lets out an ear-piercing scream.

Suddenly, Tino falls forward, landing on the floor, facedown. It takes me a moment to understand what is happening. It’s as though his back is on fire.

“No, Tino!” Mackenzie screams.

I realize what’s happening. Eric, in his still burning Santa suit, has taken him down. Tino tries to roll, but either the weight is too much or the heat is too fierce. Fuck, he’s going to burn to death along with Eric.

But then Mackenzie appears with a bucket of snow and ice, and she empties it over the top of them. When the rest of us were just standing there, staring, horrified, she acted. She probably saved Tino’s life.

Dom steps in, patting Eric down with a huge blanket, putting the rest of the flames out.

Tino crawls out from under him. “I’m okay,” he reassures us.

“Brother!” Rory cries and crawls toward a now smoldering Eric.

I can’t have that.

I swing the gun back around on him and pull the trigger a second time.

Theboomof the gunshot shatters the air, and this time the bullet hits its mark right in his side, punching Rory’s guts.

I’m breathing hard and covered in blood, but I still smile.Well, he’s going to die in fucking agony.

I turn to Mackenzie. “Never again, baby. Did you see? Never again.”

“I saw, my darling,” she says. “You’re so fucking amazing.”

She turns to Dom, who is still dabbing the last of the flames out on Eric. “Turn him over so I can see his face,” she says.

Dom does as she tells him, and she bends over Eric. “Want me to sit on your lap, Santa?”

He babbles, his words incoherent, his eyes wide and terrified.

She races toward the front door and grabs the knife that Tino had answered the door with earlier. She walks back to Eric and straddles him.

“Babe, be careful,” Dom says.

She smiles down at Eric. “There you go, Santa. Got a pretty girl on your lap. You like my pussy, huh? I hope it was worth dying for.”

She raises her arms above her head and, with a primal scream, brings the knife down hard into his shoulder. His blood splatters all over her naked skin, and she wrenches the knife out and stabs him again and again.

I don’t think I’ve ever been so fucking proud of her.

CHAPTER 15

Dom

I riskmy safety by approaching Mack, and, as she raises the knife again, I grab her arm and halt her movements. “Baby, let go, please.”

She’s covered in blood and shaking. She drops the knife, though, letting me take control.

I feel as if I’ve taken acid or fallen into insanity. This is all so surreal. Kirill and Mack have gone totally Bonnie and Clyde on our asses, but it’s my job to finish things off.

I pick up Rory’s gun and shoot Eric in the head, and then I use another bullet for Rory. The sounds of Rory’s gurgling and Eric’s moans were making me sick.

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