Yule Tied Up (Verona Falls University: Christmas Story)

15. Dom

CHAPTER 15

Dom

I risk my 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.

I look around, dazed.

Shit, there’s blood everywhere.

“We need to get rid of all evidence of these fuckers.” Tino’s brown eyes are huge and his face pale. He’s like a kid who has entered the haunted house at the fair “We’ll end up in prison if we don’t.”

“I am good at wet work,” Kirill says, calm now. He’s fine now that these fuckers are no longer a threat.

“We need a crew.” I sigh because he’s going to be pissed, but if I don’t do this, Mackenzie and our entire family is at risk. I must call my father, even as I’m dreading the idea.

“One of us needs to get a signal,” I say. “I have to call Dad.”

“No can do,” Tino replies. “We’ll get cleaned up as best we can and deal with the bodies by putting them somewhere they won’t be found for now. Then we can leave, find some cell service, and get your dad to send a cleaning crew up here to meet us.”

He’s right. “Okay, we all get ourselves ready to go. We can put these fuckers outside, under the snow in the woods, and mark it somehow, so we can find it again. Clean the place, too, but then we can come back here with a proper crew, show them what went down, and they can give it a forensic clean.”

Mackenzie nods and shivers. She’s still naked, and the crazy thought that I didn’t get to taste her just now flashes through my mind.

I shake it off because what the fuck? But then she looks at me and beckons me with her fingers.

“Come here.”

I go to her, and she shocks me when she pulls me in, her fingers in my hair, and takes me in a hungry kiss.

Tino slides up behind her and kisses her neck and throat, and Kirill stands to the side of us, his arms coming around us all.

One minute, we’re planning to clean up. The next moment, we’re on the floor, dead bodies to one side of us, as we tangle together.

We’re so fucked up, but I love all three of them.

“I want you to fuck me,” she tells us, “and come all over me. Wash these fuckers’ gazes from the perfection that is us, and then we can clean up.” Mackenzie’s pretty blue eyes are filled with heat.

Tino is still hard, and he runs his hand up and down his length, pausing to flick at the piercings.

There’s blood everywhere, and it makes our skin slippery. Our hands are all over each other, and we no longer care who is who. Hands and thighs and lips touch and stroke and kiss. I find myself between Mackenzie’s legs, her breasts pressed to my chest, and I push inside her. Fuck, she’s so perfect, even with blood in her hair and on her skin. Maybe that makes her even more perfect.

“I’m taking your ass,” Tino growls at her. “What the fuck did we do with the lube?”

He leaves us for a second but returns with the bottle.

Mackenzie straddles my lap, my cock still inside her, and then Tino kneels behind her and flicks the cap of the lube. I hold still while Tino presses himself inside her. I watch her face, loving her changing expressions as he shunts deeper. Tino’s cock is huge and pierced.

“You’re doing so good, baby girl,” I praise her. “You’re taking our cocks so well.”

“Oh, fuck,” she gasps, dropping her forehead to my shoulder.

I can tell when Tino is fully inside her, the pressure changing around my cock. We start to move again, gently and slowly at first, but then with growing urgency. The room is filled with the sounds of us fucking, our heated breaths and skin slapping together.

Kirill grabs Mackenzie’s blood-soaked hair, turning her face to push his cock into her mouth. She takes him eagerly, moaning around his length and letting him take her mouth and throat as deeply as he wants. We’re fucking every one of her holes, just like those assholes wanted to watch us do, but now they’re too dead to see it.

We climb to a crescendo. It doesn’t take long after all that buildup. We’re all so desperate to come, none of us holds back.

Together, we shatter, completely forgetting the dead bodies around us. We join ourselves together, physically and emotionally, blocking out anyone or anything that might come between us.

Nothing will ever tear us apart.