Page 15 of Holiday Hostage

Eli leads me down the hall to his room, where we both step into the bathroom. He slips off his shirt and pajama bottoms before walking over to me and taking my clothes off. He doesn't kiss me or touch me. There's almost nothing sexual about it at first. Even so, I'm immediately aroused once again. I've had Koda and Bryce. It's about time I have Eli inside me too.

He turns on the water, and when it's hot enough, he guides me inside. Without saying anything, he lathers some soap on hishands and starts running it up and down my body, caressing my curves. Feeling his hands all over my skin is sensual, and I feel the familiar throbbing between my legs once again.

His fingers slide over my nipples, gently caressing them as Eli watches my face intently. He smiles, knowing I'm feeling pleasure from his touch. His hands fall between my legs as he slowly massages and cleans me with the soap. I can feel the tension building, and I start to think he's planning on fingering me once again.

But then he pulls away, and I realize how much I long for him again.

“Don't worry.” Eli laughs and looks at me with a grin. He lathers more soap and pulls me close to him while he washes my back and grips my ass gently in his hands. “I want to be inside you too. I just want to give you a little bit of a break first.”

I can feel the length of his hard cock pressed against my leg, and I want nothing more than to feel him inside me. I reach down to try to grab it, but he stops me, shaking his head slowly.

“I want it now,” I whisper, feeling a desperate need for his cock.

“There's plenty of time for that later,” he says, turning me around and holding me close while he continues washing my body.

CHAPTER 9

When Eli and I step out of the shower, it's hard not to immediately drop to my knees and take him in my mouth again. Even though I desperately want to, I know that he wants to wait a little while longer so I restrain myself enough.

He steps out of the bathroom before I do and grabs a fresh pair of pajama pants and another oversized T-shirt that I slip into. When both of us are dressed, we make our way downstairs to the kitchen.

Koda and Bryce are at the stove making breakfast, laughing with each other about something as we walk in. I stop moving and stare at all three of them, still in disbelief about the position I find myself in. Two days ago, I was a virgin who had only barely gone to second base. Now, I'm standing here with three men who look like they were carved out of marble agreeing to share me?

Okay. This has to be some kind of weird simulation I've slipped myself into. I definitely don’t think I’ll be taking the pill, though...

“Morning, princess. How did you sleep?” Bryce asks, looking between Koda and Eli with a mischievous grin. He turns aroundand grabs some of the breakfast food off the counter and carries it to the table. Koda follows him, and I take a seat while watching all of them in stunned silence.

“I slept well,” I say, barely squeaking out the words. All three of them laugh and look at me with warm smiles.

“I would hope so,” Koda says, the glint in his eyes forcing its way through the darkness behind them. “Make sure you eat up. We'll be heading out into the woods soon.”

My heart drops again, and I look between the three of them to figure out what he means. Could this be the end? Did all of them have their time with me, and now they're planning on taking me into the woods to leave me for the foxes and wolves to tear apart? That couldn't be it, right?

“Wh-what for?” I ask, nervously piling eggs and pancakes onto my plate while trying to seem as calm and collected as possible. My mind immediately starts racing, thinking of how I can escape if that is my fate today. If I can go to the bathroom and sneak out the window, I’ll at least have a fighting chance. If I stay here and let them take me, I'm done for.

“It's Christmas Eve, and we have a tradition to chop down a tree and decorate it,” Eli says, resting his hand on my back before he sits down next to me. “We thought that since you'll be here for the holidays, you might want to come help us pick one out.”

“I have a spare jacket and some snowshoes you can use,” Bryce chimes in as he sits across from me.

Hearing their explanation makes sense. In the back of my mind, a small sliver of me still thinks this might be the end, but I believe them. If they wanted me dead, I would have been gone by now. Besides, all three have let their guards down enough with me. Maybe I’m just overreacting.

The four of us finish eating our breakfast. Toward the end, Bryce goes to his room and grabs the jacket and shoes he told meabout. His feet are about twice the size of mine, so he gives me a couple of extra pairs of socks to bunch up at the end to try to make them fit.

When we're all ready, we leave the house and make the short trek into the woods to pick out a Christmas tree. Walking through the snow with them, it's hard not to feel excited. This isn't where I imagined myself to be this Christmas at all. I was just planning on closing the bakery and spending the day locked in the house watching the cheesy Hallmark Christmas romance movies that Grammy and I used to watch together. But her death is still so raw that I honestly don't think I would have been able to make it through that alone.

Even though this situation is less than ideal, I'm better off here for the holidays. I might not be in my own home surrounded by my own things. I might be held captive by the three of them and unsure of what the future holds. But at least I won't be alone.

“I've never picked a real tree before,” I say quietly to Eli as we trail Bryce and Koda. He turns around and smiles at me, slowing his pace to make sure I'm not too far away from anyone. “Grammy had a fig tree that she bought when my mom was younger. She kept it ever since, and it became a fixture of our Christmas together.”

He leans closer and bumps his shoulder against mine, smiling at me before turning his attention back to the others. “It sounds like the two of you had a lot of really nice traditions. Is this your first Christmas without her?”

I offer him a weak smile and nod my head. I have to look away from him because I feel emotional just at the thought. “Unfortunately, it is. I always knew it would come someday. It's normal for people's grandparents to pass away, but it never really prepares you for it.”

“There's one thing I learned in the Marines: you have to carry everyone with you, no matter what happens to them,” Eli says, offering me a small bit of comfort.

“You were in the Marines?” I ask, happy to change the subject to anything other than Grammy. It’s still too touchy of a subject. Hearing that he was in the Marine Corps isn't that much of a surprise, if I'm honest. The man is chiseled and the Corps likes to keep their people in shape.

Now it's Eli's turn to look away from me uncomfortably. He purses his lips and nods slowly, paying more attention to the others in front of us than our conversation.

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