Venomous King (Venom #2)

15. Issy

Chapter fifteen

Issy

“True love is selfless. It is prepared to sacrifice.”

Sadhu Vaswani

I realize the moment that he doesn’t believe that I’ll hurt myself, to get him to comply with my demand that he get off of Kai. Fucking demented asshole. I press the sharp blade against my skin, and clench my teeth as the acute pain slashes through me. FUCK, that hurts! My eyes continue to hold his, and I think I see a morsel of fear in their green depths, but he quickly hides it and masks his features.

“Put the blade down, Issy. We both know you’re not going to hurt yourself. You wouldn’t dare leave Julia motherless, and in my clutches.” He rolls his eyes at me dismissively, but climbs off Kai, who pants and moans on the floor, but doesn’t attempt to rise. An image of my sweet, little girl’s face enters my mind, and my hand trembles with the blade, nicking my skin again. What the fuck is the matter with me? How could I have been so reckless?

“Jesus fuck, give me the blade, Issy. You don’t want to hurt yourself,” Diego demands, in a soft voice that belies the strength behind the request. If I don’t give him the blade, he’ll forcefully take it from me. I can see the promise of it in his eyes. This situation is hopeless, and either way, I am trapped once again.

“Ple... ase... baby, give... it... to... him,” Kai gasps from the floor, clutching at his shoulder in pain.

I drop the blade to the ground, and it lands with a clatter. My whole body trembles from all the emotions and thoughts racing through me. Could I really have gone through with it? What the fuck was I thinking? I would have left Julia at his mercy. He would have killed Kai instantly, and my death would have only accomplished one thing: depriving Diego of me. I’m once again falling back into old habits, allowing Diego to turn me back into someone I no longer am.

Diego darts forward and grabs the blade from the ground, instantly tucking it back in its sheath on his leg. He’s breathing heavily, and beads of sweat have formed on his forehead. His caramel skin is already red, and swelling near his eye and jaw, from where Kai got in some punches. If I didn’t know the man was barely capable of emotions, I would think he was experiencing real fear. That can’t be right, though. Diego only cares about power and growing his empire. He and Stella have a ton in common, yet they hate each other. Go figure .

“Are you alright, Kai?” I make a move toward him, and instantly, Diego strikes out and grabs a fistful of my short hair, ripping strands out, and causing tears to sting my eyes. He pulls me closer, until his other arm snakes around my waist, and savagely holds me pressed against every inch of his hard, muscled body. The heat coming off his powerful body radiates into mine, burning me with his touch, and my heart leaps into my throat.

“That was very brave, reckless, and stupid of you, Issy. He would have been dead thirty seconds after you took your last breath.” His hold tightens, crushing me. “You will never harm yourself again, do you fucking hear me? If you ever threaten me with your death again, I’ll have you fucking chained to a bed, and the only person you will ever see again will be me, when I come in there to fuck and use your holes.”

He forces my face to his with his violent hold on my hair, and his mouth crashes down on mine. He doesn’t wait for me to acquiesce, forcing my lips to part with his tongue and then plundering the inside of my mouth, all the while I struggle in his grasp. His rich taste invades my mouth as his tongue tangles with mine, our teeth clashing against each other, as he consumes me. A hungry moan passes between us, mine, his, or maybe both of ours. My body heats from his touch, as I stop fighting him and try to get closer, to bury myself inside of him. My body coming alive against him, and filled with need for what we have missed. Home. Danger. Destruction. Mine.

Hate flows through me, through us, together like a river of destruction. We despise the fact that we want each other with a vibrant, fiery intensity, even after all these years. I loathe that he took me, robbed me of years with my family, that I’m back here in his clutches, and am once again falling at his feet. He hates that he can’t let me go, that I consume him, that I ran from him and tried to escape his clutches. We are doomed to be forever entrapped by each other, neither one truly wanting to let go of the other, despite the animosity and contempt that lives within us.

His grip on my body loosens, as his hand trails over the globes of my ass, yanking me forcefully against his growing erection. Like the wanton slut he names me, I forget myself, as I rub my lower stomach against the hard, long length encased behind the fabric. The scent of his sweat, and his own intoxicating spicy scent, fills my nostrils and drives my core to contract, making me fully aware of how empty I am, and how his large cock used to fill me to the brim.

His fingers slip across my lower back, clenching one of my asscheeks, then the other in a tight grip, before his thick, rough fingers push aside my thong and slip lower, teasing my soaked slit and parting my slick pussy lips. He pulls his mouth away from mine, and I follow it, seeking more of his kiss. “So fucking wet for me. Look at how your pretty pussy knows its master, and beckons me home.”

One of his thick digits slips inside my clenching, empty hole, and a whimper filled with pleasure exits my lips, as I try to force it deeper inside of me. “ More... “ The whispered word sounds too loud between our harsh breathing, and the only other sound I hear is of my heartbeat racing in my ears. I’m lost in a whirlwind that is all things Diego, my mind muddled and intoxicated with desire, and dark lust. He’s always been my favorite drug. Another thick digit slips inside of me as he starts a harsh, rough stroking, caressing my walls. I can feel my wetness coating my pussy lips and the sides of my thighs. The sound is wet, loud, sloppy, and obscene as I lose control of myself and my sanity. I buck my hips and part my legs, to give him further access, as I rise on my toes and my head dips back. His lips find my neck, sucking deep, and scraping his teeth against my delicate flesh, causing small shivers to tingle along my limbs.

“ Fuck, fuck, fuck ,“ my voice rises in pitch, as I moan over and over, as an orgasm begins ascending up my spine like a bolt of lightning, and all of my limbs tighten painfully. Just as the orgasm is about to crest, and my internal muscles begin fluttering inside of my needy cunt, Diego pulls his fingers from within my dripping pussy, and an outraged howl leaves me. “NO! Please ... I was so close.”

Diego’s hold on my hair transfers to my neck, as he displays the fingers that were just inside of me near my face. Fingers that are now shining and wet, with the evidence of my body betraying me. My musky, sweet scent hits my nostrils, and another whimpered cry leaves me. He brings them to his nose, inhaling deeply before groaning. “ Fuck , I missed the smell and taste of your pretty cunt.“ His tongue slips out, licking my essence off his digits, and I feel more wetness escaping me at the seductive action. Jesus fuck, that’s depraved and erotic, and just makes me desire him more. My asscheeks clench, the pain from his earlier slaps, and the sharp bursts of electricity from the hallway, all adding not only to the depravity of the situation, but also to the intensity of my emotions. I know that something is wrong with me; how can I be allowing this to happen? How can I be falling so easily at his unhinged feet?

“You want to cum, Issy? Do you want to explode all over my fingers, or maybe you want my hard cock to tear through you and fill you up? Does this pretty pussy need to be filled? Is that what you want, my slut? You’ve forgotten that I decide when you cum. I decide whether you even breathe , baby.”

“Please...” I’m completely lost. The overwhelming need to be filled up, to explode, and to find my release, is making me lose sight of where I am and what is happening here. Alarm bells are ringing like the Notre Dame Cathedral inside of my head, but I’m steadily ignoring them, as I soar into the madness that Diego always induces in me. He is the devil, and I’m his plaything, always ready for his brand of debauchery.

“What a pretty girl you are, begging me to fuck you. Do you know why you’re so needy, Issy?” His wet fingers grasp onto my jaw, holding me captive as his tongue licks across my mouth, and I can taste myself now on my lips. “It’s because I fucking own you , you’re mine, Issy. Say it, and I’ll make you feel so good, baby.”

I want to deny his accusation. The part of my brain that is still functioning is begging me to pull away from him, to release ourselves from this madness. The other part of me, my traitorous heart that has spent years calling out for him, and missing him like a severed limb, begs me to succumb. I’m once again weak where he’s concerned. Don’t succumb; fight back, and hold on to your dignity, the voices in my head implore, but it’s far too late, I’m already drowning in Diego.

“Yes, yours ,“ I cry out, as his fingers release my face and make their way back within my pussy, slamming with force inside of me, stretching me until my eyes want to roll to the back of my head, my back arches, and I end up on the tips of my toes. My hand reaches out and claws at his arm, using it to help me keep standing. A moaned scream fills the air as more of my juices slip from inside of me. So good, and yet I need more. I need him to fuck me hard and mean, to reacquaint my body with his.

“Take what is in my side pocket out and slip it inside your ass. Don’t make me ask you twice, or I’ll stop making you feel good, to cut him like a swine.” My hand frantically reaches for his pocket in his black cargo pants and slips inside, as my fingers come across a warm, round metal and long-tubed item. I clench my fingers around it and pull it out, and a groan rips from my lips. I bring my hand up where I can see it, and the light gleams off the metal anal plug-shaped item, but it has some sort of hook to it. Jesus, what the hell is this thing? It’s not exactly small, longer than the length of my hand, and it has a pretty blue tassel hanging off its hooked section. “You were missing something blue as part of your wedding outfit, baby. Now be a good girl and slip that in your ass for me, and get down on your hands and knees.”

I slowly drag my body down his muscled frame, as he removes his thick fingers from my core, the weird hook-shaped item clenched in my fist. Once I’m on my hands and knees, I reach back with the large egg-shaped part and place it at my puckered hole, but I don’t insert it. The amusing thought that I’m about to be a fish on a hook enters my mind. My hesitation costs me, as Diego grabs my asscheeks and uses his drenched digits to push it inside of me roughly, before his fingers return to my spasming hole for a brief moment before they are gone again. “We can do better than that, can’t we, baby?” His other hand grabs onto the belt still around my neck, and yanks it until it’s draping down the middle of my back, and it forces my air to leave my mouth in a deep moan.

He somehow threads the belt through the large round hole at the end of the hook, tying it off, and I instantly feel the pull from my neck to my ass. Every movement of my neck causes the hook to move within me, pinching and forcing me to submit to the position he has me in, and the tassel tickles my oversensitized pussy lips. “Fuck, oh my god,” I gasp as he releases his grip on the hook and belt, and three of his fingers spear inside of my pussy, making me feel full and like I’m ready to explode. A tingling sensation starts deep in my core, rising across my body until the hairs on my arms are standing on end, and my nipples are puckered, stiff, and aching.

He starts a punishing rhythm of thrusting inside of me, and my body goes along for the ride, each movement of my hips dragging the hook deliciously inside of my ass, as I’m forced to clench down on Diego’s fingers and the metal surface. My breathing has picked up, and ragged breaths are loud in the air around us. “Fuck,” I scream, as Diego uses his thumb to press firmly on my clit, adding yet another level of stimulation to my already overwhelmed senses. “ You. Are. Mine, “ he grunts in my ear as he finger-fucks me hard, and my orgasm once again rises like an inferno inside of me. Yes, yes, fuck, yes.

A noise behind me penetrates through the lust-filled fog, and distracts me from all the sensations racing inside of my body, just as I’m once again about to fall over that jagged precipice, Diego’s fingers still inside my tight hole. His grip on my hair forces my head to turn and look behind me. The sight that greets me has my chest seizing, and the air in my lungs suffocating me. Kai.

Kai is still on the floor, but is trying to hold himself up by an elbow, as his other hand clutches the bleeding wound in his shoulder. There’s devastation, betrayal, misery, and something else across his handsome face, as he watches me get fucked by Diego’s fingers, and the anal hook, and become a wanton whore for a madman that continuously tries to harm me. His blue eyes are so large and look like twin flames, and their sight, staring at me, sucks all the air out of the room. His golden skin is marred with blood, and one of his eyes is already swelling from one of Diego’s hits. My eyes focus on his mouth, where the noise came from, and my muddled brain finally makes out the sound. He’s uttering the word ‘No’ repeatedly, but I know that look on his face. He’s aroused by what he’s watching. He’s aroused by watching Diego control me. My eyes trail over the rest of him and center on his cock, which is standing hard, and pushing against the fabric of his tattered, navy dress pants.

Diego must see it too, as his fingers begin thrusting inside of my pussy once again in a slower motion that is driving me insane, keeping that orgasm just out of reach. “He wishes he was the one finger-fucking you, and he could consume your sweet cream like I did. Look at him, baby. Look how turned on the fucker is, watching you be my whore. Show him how you make yourself cum for me. Caress your little clit, and come all over my fingers.”

Some part of me realizes that this is wrong, despite the fact that I can see that Kai is turned on by what he’s watching. I know that once the lust passes, I will hate myself for once again giving in to Diego, and that Kai may never forgive me. I’ve betrayed him and our love. Diego is a monster, who doesn’t worry about the consequences of his actions; he only cares about getting what he wants. Right now, he wants to control me, subdue and own me, and prove to me that I’ll always be his.

I run Diego’s previous words back through my mind. He never allowed his men to use me, it was always him . It was him inside of me, using me against that tree like a whore, and if I’m finally honest with myself, I enjoyed it once the terror of the situation had passed. I should have realized at that moment it was him, that he was too possessive and would never have been able to stand another man touching me, never mind a bunch of men forcing themselves inside of my holes, and filling me with their cum. Even in the hallway just now, his men refused to look in my direction; even though they followed his orders, they did it in complete tense silence. Jesus fuck, what a nightmare.

All these years, I have lived with the thought that I meant nothing to him, that I was a prize to be claimed, but I’ve witnessed the anguish I caused him by leaving him behind and hiding. He really believed that I was dead, and he mourned, perhaps even lost a bit more of his precarious humanity because of it.

My fingers trace over the sheer material of my panties and over my swollen clit, as I trace circles over and over, working myself into a frenzy. My hips undulate as Diego’s fingers pick up speed, and he slips another one inside of me, making me impossibly full, and a throaty whimper slips from me. All the while, my eyes never leave Kai’s, as he watches me betray him for his enemy, as I lose what is left of my rational thought to my emotions, and need for this villain that is a part of my heart and soul.

“She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” He licks a line down my neck to my collarbone, sliding over the belt still wrapped around my neck as an unforgiving collar, and a shudder dashes through my body. “So warm and tight. Right now, her juices are soaking my hand. She’s so turned on, relishing being used, as you witness her coming undone. Are you enjoying watching her being my whore, Kai? I’ll bet you would love nothing more than to shove your hard cock down her pretty throat. A throat that belongs to me .”

Kai doesn’t respond, but his tongue snakes out and wets his lips, and his chest rises and falls with heavy breaths. He forces himself into a sitting position, and I don’t miss how his giant cock strains against his zipper. Fuck, a part of me wants to see him pull it out and stroke himself, while he watches me cum for Diego. I want him to watch Diego take and use me, and then I want him to clean me up with his mouth, and reclaim me as his. The depraved thought has me clenching down on Diego’s fingers like a vise, and my body tightening like a bow being drawn, ready and willing to let loose an arrow. My neck jerks forward, causing the hook to pull up inside me, and more moans flow from my lips.

Diego’s fingers slip from inside of my core, and his grip on my neck yanks me up, forcing me to my knees before him, even as my eyes remain focused on Kai. “Take out my cock, Princesa . Let him see what a good girl you are.”

The new position has the hook pushing further inside of me, and I have to force my mouth to close, and not release the scream that threatens to crash over me. I hesitate in my movements, finally starting to come to my senses, and out of the sexually charged haze Diego’s producing. He’s an addiction and I’m always his willing addict. I hear the click of the gun, my eyes turning to look up at him as his other arm points straight out, and the weapon is clenched tightly in his grip. “Take me down your throat, Issy, while slipping your fingers back inside of yourself. I want you to cum when I tell you, baby. Let Kai see how much you enjoy sucking my cock, and being my broken doll.”

He doesn’t have to utter the threat, because I know that if I refuse, he’ll fire that gun and possibly kill Kai. He loses nothing by eliminating the competition. The choice being taken from my hands takes some of the weight of guilt that is starting to drown me off my shoulders, and I release his cock from the confines of his black cargo pants. I don’t know if I’m lying to myself, or if I’m truly the whore he wants me to be. Either way, once the deep, red mushroom head becomes visible, I lick the slit and wrap my lips around it, lashing it with my tongue as Diego releases a fierce growl.

I use my hands to pull his pants off of his waist and down to his knees, giving me further unrestricted access to his large, hard cock. I pop my mouth off his crown and lick a line down his shaft, following the detail in the snake tattoo he has, before taking him deep in my throat and bobbing my head until I gag, over and over. One of my hands fists the base of him, his cock too large to completely take inside of my mouth. My other hand pulls my panties to the side and starts stroking my throbbing nub in tight little circles. I can feel the wetness gushing out of me, and coating the panties and the sides of my legs. My ass clenches hard on the plug part of the hook, and all the sensations have me on a rollercoaster ride that is reaching its pinnacle, and will throw me right off. So good, so fucking good.

Diego takes over, thrusting, his hand still clutched around my throat tightly. He picks up speed, fucking my face hard and without mercy, each deep stroke down my throat trapping the air inside of my lungs. I can feel saliva slipping down the corners of my mouth and soaking my chin, making a mess of me. His moans and grunts are almost my undoing. He’s losing himself in the pleasure my mouth is providing. A huge part of me is filled with pride, that I can elicit this reaction in his cold, complex personality. That I can make him feel anything when he’s usually cold-blooded, just like the serpent that adorns his cock.

A manly, hoarse grunt from behind me makes my core spasm. I’m familiar with that sound; Kai is turned on and ready to detonate. He’s turned on, watching me deep-throat Diego’s cock, and taking an anal plug deep inside of my ass. Fuck.

“Look at how pretty you are on your knees, with my thick cock in your mouth, and my hook in your ass. I’ve never seen anything sexier, Issy. Isn’t she beautiful, fucker? Don’t you wish you were me right now?”

“Yes...” Kai moans, and I pull off of Diego’s cock, turning to stare at Kai as I widen my knees, and three of my fingers slip inside my drenched pussy and begin a punishing rhythm, helping to relight the fire of the orgasm that keeps getting denied. “I’m... sorry,” I moan the words, as I get closer and closer to my climax.

“Don’t... be, baby. You look so beautiful... with his cock... in your mouth,” Kai grunts as he rubs the palm of his hand over his hard dick.

Diego pulls my face away from Kai, yanking my hair tightly and guiding my mouth back to his cock. “That’s it, my beautiful broken doll, swallow me down and make yourself cum for me.” He slams back into my throat, using my hair to force me to take as much of him as I can, until I feel like I’m going to die, and my face is pressed against his abdomen, the belt still restricting some of my airflow. “ Good girl , fuck, your throat feels so good. You’re doing so well taking me down your tight throat, Princesa .”

Lightning and heat race up and down my spine, as my fingers slam as deep inside of my pussy as I can get them, and I ride my palm. Fuck, fuck, fuck , it feels so good. The orgasm washes over me in a crashing wave, and tingles erupt all over my body, causing the fine hairs on my arms and neck to stand on end, as my body trembles from the intensity. Diego grunts above me, and warm, salty liquid fills my throat and mouth, spilling from my stretched lips.

“ Beautiful ,“ I hear Kai moan, as I try to swallow as much of Diego’s cum as I can, before he pulls back out of my throat with a hiss.

“Lick me clean, Issy. Get every single drop.” His cock slips from my mouth, and I use my tongue to lick him clean, bathing his long, thick length, sucking on the crown, and working my way down to his testicles, before licking and sucking them gently. I know that I’ve just shamelessly come, and right now, I should be reeling at my actions, but the truth is I want more. I’m recklessly enjoying this moment of depravity, even though I know it will cost me later.

“What a good cumwhore you are, baby. Now, go over there and kiss him. Let him taste who you belong to.“ His hand leaves my throat, his fingers reaching my locks before tightening mercilessly, and forcing me to meet his olive-green eyes. “You belong to me , do you hear me, Issy? I’ll fucking gut him from one end to the other, and fuck you in his blood. Don’t push me, baby.”

Fear threatens to drown out the post-orgasm sensations as I pull away from his grip, and I crawl on my hands and knees toward Kai. A groan from behind me lets me know that Diego is enjoying the view of my soaked, swollen pussy, and his hook in my ass, as I move on all fours like a well-trained dog. I might as well be his bitch at this point, I seem to be incapable of denying my fate at his side.

As much as I claim I don’t want to be kept or treated like a pet, I’m no longer sure if that’s my pride talking, because I’m still a Stratford; my lineage, and how Stella raised me, demanding I fight back against any man trying to own me. Maybe it’s the thought that I will lose myself entirely, if I allow myself to give in, down a dark, deep hole that will never see the light of day again.

I reach Kai, and his trembling hand reaches out. He caresses my cheek with a gentle, soft touch that I know I don’t deserve the kindness of. His crystal sky-blue eyes meet mine, and in their depths, I don’t see any hint of hate or judgment, only love and lust. A deep breath flees me as tears slide down my cheeks as he pulls me closer, fully aware that Diego is watching us and utterly unpredictable. “No tears, baby. You’re the most beautiful, sexy woman I know, and I’m so in love with you. Nothing will change that.”

His mouth meets mine in a heated kiss that starts as a blazing fire. He consumes me, licking and sucking my lips, his tongue tangling with mine. I know he can taste Diego’s cum inside of my mouth, and if that bothers him, he doesn’t show it. We finally break apart when we’re both out of breath. “My beautiful rose.” Kai kisses the tip of my nose, just as Diego moves forward and grabs my shoulder, to yank me back and away from him.

A pounding on the door has all of us halting in our movements and turning towards it. The gun is still clutched in Diego’s hand. He immediately turns towards the door, pointing it at whoever might come through without any hesitation, and Kai pulls me physically behind his large form.

“Jefe! Jefe, please, you have to come now. La ni?a grita y se pone enferma! (The little girl is screaming and making herself sick.)” The gruff voice yells as he continues to bang fiercely.

“What is going on, Diego? Is something wrong with Julia? Are we under attack?” I panic as I break free from Kai’s protective hold.

“Julia is awake and crying. He says she’s making herself sick. Fuck! “ He rips off his shirt and throws it at me. “Put that on, we have to get to our daughter. You too, fucker, get up.”