Page 23 of Rugged and Filthy


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“Now that the ice is broken,” he stated, his tone more dominating than it had been before. “It’s time for you to follow instructions. Undress.”

“Really, guys. I don’t think so. This has been fun, maybe even magical but I really need to get home to my family.” I had a feeling that my pleading wasn’t going to get me anywhere, although the three of them did nothing but stand where they were looking as if they stepped off a western GQ magazine. I smiled and took a wide arc, once again only making it a couple of feet before Hudson tossed the belt over my head, yanking me backward with enough ferocity I was jerked all the way off the floor.

And straight into his arms.

There was nothing I could do at this point, the hold the powerful man had on me far too strong. I was ceremoniously tossed onto the bed still under Hudson’s makeshift restraint and within seconds, Foxx had crawled on top.

“Let me go,” I demanded, struggling as hard as I could to break out of the leather tethering.

Hudson grinned as he held me in place while Foxx had the nerve to unfasten the button on my jeans. “She’s a fighter.”

“Yeah,” Foxx growled. “She likes it the hard way so that’s what we’ll need to give her.”

Even though I pitched back and forth, the bastard managed to finagle my zipper down, tugging the dense material. Unfortunately for him, the poor fecker, the jeans were skintight. I preferred them that way, even though when my daddy saw me in them, it almost gave him another heart attack.

“If you don’t let me go, I will have you arrested.” I had no intentions of doing so, but I was incensed they were acting as if I was their plaything. The inner girl’s voice was saying rather nasty things in my ear since I’d agreed to this. To hell with her. I managed to kick Foxx in the stomach with my boot, shocking the hell out of the man. I also almost pitched him off the bed.

The look of shock on his face shifted into something akin to pure, unadulterated anger. He lifted a single eyebrow then rubbed his hands together.

“You did it now, little Irish filly,” Jack said as he grinned from his fierce-looking position behind Foxx.

“Yep. She did. Wrap that nice piece of leather around her wrists for me, will ya, partner?” he asked Hudson as he lifted his gaze briefly.

“You bet. First, I think I’ll remove her shirt.”

“I don’t know, bud. Maybe we’ll cut it off her.”

I threw Foxx a hateful look. “You wouldn’t dare.”

Leaning over, Foxx grinned. “You don’t know me at all, feisty girl.” To my horror, he didn’t waste any time turning me over onto my stomach, jerking off both of my boots before I could react.

“You American bastard!” My squeal was met with three gruff laughs as Hudson yanked then pinned my arms over my head, easily stripping my shirt over my head and tossing it aside. It was that moment I realized I’d been far too risqué for the evening, my bad choices keeping me from wearing a bra.

I was more embarrassed than I’d ever been and I didn’t need to look to realize that all three men were fully aroused, including Hudson who was sporting a thick, throbbing bulge between his muscular legs.

And damn it if my mouth didn’t water.

“I did you a favor, lass,” Hudson said in a fake Irish accent. “I suggest you calm down or you’re going to get the spanking of your life.” He had my wrists wrapped with the belt in no time. Meanwhile, I didn’t have any fight left in me as Foxx tugged the jeans all the way down the length of my legs.

Maybe worse than choosing not to wear a bra for the evening? Wearing a bright red thong. That screamed of hussy, which I wasn’t. Not in the least. If my sweet Finn could see me now, he’d be wagging his finger, calling me a naughty girl just like these three men were.

“Jesus Christ,” Foxx muttered before slipping his fingers under the thin elastic.

My stomach was in knots and I couldn’t stand to watch any longer, clamping my eyes shut as he rolled my very damp panties down my legs, taking his sweet time doing so.

“She smells divine,” Jack said. How could his voice have gotten any deeper than before?

“She looks even better,” Hudson growled.

“Just get on with it,” I spouted off, my usual rebellious side finally picking back up where it left off. “And you’re nothing but animals.”

“Well, it would seem the lady is in a real hurry. My suggestion is that we accommodate her needs. What do you think, boys?”

Hudson secured the belt, tightening the buckle. This was more than just insane. This was… No. No. All I could think about was exciting and dangerous.

Foxx was definitely the man in charge, his question followed with savage grunts from the other two, acting as primal as I’d accused them of being.

“Do it. Just save me some real estate,” Jack said casually but I had a sense he’d moved closer, ready to watch the sparks fly.

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