Page 43 of Tainted Essence
“Destiny, look at me!” I roar when that cunt buries his face in her pussy, tears roll down her cheeks and the cocksuckers around me laugh and cheer on their boss like this a football game. Her tearful gaze meets mine and I’m transported back to the time I was a weak starving kid living in a trailer, helpless and unable to save myself.
“Please,” she whimpers. Koda pulls back and smirks at his men, thinking she is begging him to make her come but that plea is for me, she wants me to distract her and I am powerless to deny her.
“I need consent because Vance took it from me. My mom let her boyfriend beat her and do whatever he wanted to me just so she wouldn’t be alone.” I keep talking to distract her from Koda eating her pussy and the jeers from his men, encouraging him to get her wet enough to take them all. “She was more scared of being single and unable to get her daily fix than facing a beating when Vance was on the come downs. She offered me up to her boyfriend and friends as payment for a fix.” Her eyes widen in horror. “He would beat her unconscious and then fucked her while I was made to watch. He said it wasn’t classified as rape because she wanted it and knew she had to pay for her hit.”
“Pinch her tits!” one of the cunts beside me calls out. I see him rubbing himself through his jeans from the corner of my eye. Koda obliges and reaches up to pinch her nipples, drawing a pained cry from her but her gaze never leaves mine.
“My mom made him angry one day, real fucking angry, when she didn’t let his friends fuck her. Three of them held her down while Vance gave her a hot shot. She died with that needle still embedded in her fucking vein!” I yank against my restraints when I see her begin to tremble, she’s trying so hard not to come. “I grabbed a knife from the counter and stabbed Vance in the neck, his friends took off and left me there. Knox and Xander found me two days later. The police ruled it as a murder-suicide, they thought she killed him then took the hot shot.”
“Taylan…” she whimpers, her face contorts in agony and I hate myself so fucking much right now. I can feel her self-loathing and pain just from the look in her eyes, that look will haunt me for the rest of my life.
I stare deep into her eyes and force every ounce of anger out of me so all she can see is my feelings for her in my gaze.
“Let go, Slayer, it’s okay,” I barely say above a whisper. The fuckers around me laugh but I don’t care, she needs me to tell her that it’s okay to come and that I’m still here. “Let go, baby.”
And she does. I slam my eyes closed, unable to look at her when she cries out as her orgasm takes hold. The fuckers around me grunt and groan, making me feel sick to my stomach.
I’d rather burn in hell for eternity than watch her come on someone else’s tongue.
“This time, I want you to look right at him when I fuck you.” Koda’s words have me snapping my eyes open. He uncuffs her ankles and I fight with every ounce of strength I have to break free. I won’t fucking let him rape her, eating her out was bad enough but fucking her, that will destroy her.
“I’ll kill all of you cunts, don’t you fucking touch her! You hear me, you don’t touch her!” I roar as I fight to get free. The cuffs biting into my skin is almost painless opposed to the pain radiating inside my chest. When I watched Vance beat my mom I was weak and did nothing. When he raped me and let his friends take turns, I took it. I never fought back or my mom would be beaten for my resistance and now, I feel exactly like that but ten times worse because Destiny didn’t ask for any of this. She doesn’t want him… she wants me.
Destiny
Taylan fights to get to me. The four guards don’t bother to try to stop him, instead they all stand there laughing and mocking him in Russian. When my ankles are free of the cuffs, Koda moves behind me to remove the cuffs off my wrists. I see the feral beast inside Taylan that he keeps hidden, he told me once before that out of him and his two best friends he has the worst temper. After hearing his story, I understand why. I’m not the only one running from the demons of my past, he has just been out running a lot longer than I have.
I feel dirty and used but I refuse to allow Koda to touch me again. My dad won’t get here in time, so that means I have to woman up and find the strength and courage within myself to save us both.
Don’t let them break your mind, you will want to give up and allow them to win but you can never stop fighting or they win.
My mom’s words play on a loop as Koda slips the key into my cuff, and the second my left wrist is freed, I strike. I jump forward and spin around using Koda’s second of stupor to my advantage and grip his hair in one hand while using the clip of the cuff in my other hand to press against his neck. The four guards shout and draw their weapons but it’s white noise as I shift so the chair is no longer in my way, Koda is still crouched on the floor gazing up at me with a sinful smile.
“Kill him,” he barks. I snap my gaze to Taylan just as one of the guards turns his gun on him.
“Pull that trigger and I bury this in his throat,” I warn. I feel conscious and at a disadvantage because I’m naked but I push every single one of those thoughts out of my head as I dig the open cuff harder into his throat, loving how he winces in pain.
“You kill him, we kill both of you,” the guard on the right with a neck tattoo threatens as he presses the barrel of his gun against Taylan’s temple.
“You kill me, you will be running for the rest of your life. I may be a Murdoch but I am also a Volkov and that means my name still holds power here in Russia. Everyone knows who my mother is, they fear her name alone. Do you think the people in this country would hide the man that killed the daughter of the woman who gave them their freedom?” I see my words have them all considering another outcome. I’m bluffing but they don’t know that. It has been years since my mother has come back here, for all I know no one here will even remember her but judging by the looks in the guards eyes they believe me.
“Kill him now,” Koda roars. I press the cuff in harder, relishing the sight of his blood running down his neck.
“You can kill him but make no mistake, I will hunt the four of you down. He is the underboss to the Re Della Strada. You kill him and you will have the Da Luca Crime Family, Re Della Strada, Memento Mori and the Murdochs coming after you… I give you my word on that.” Before a decision can be reached a bomb goes off outside of the house, rocking the foundation and taking my feet out from under me. My ears ring from the loud explosion and parts of the ceiling give way and land on me, knocking the wind right out of my lungs. I push the broken plaster off my legs and take in the sight of the room. Taylan is still cuffed to his chair with pieces of plaster stuck in his hair. The guards have their guns raised. The one with the neck tattoo comes at me, and before I can defend myself, he smacks me in the face with the butt of his rifle.
I fall back against the cold concrete floor, black spots dancing in the corner of my eyes. I’m on the verge of passing out, I don’t even register him dragging me along the floor by my hair. Pain filled whimpers spill from my lips but I’m too dazed to fight him off when he forces me back into my seat and cuffs my hands. My chin hits my chest and remains there as I feel blood trickling down my forehead. I try to center myself and keep from succumbing to unconsciousness. The ringing in my ears is painful and the fact I can’t rub them to try and alleviate the pain is frustrating.
“Slayer!” I try to lift my head but it’s futile, my right eye is swollen shut now from Koda’s punch. “Destiny, focus on me, baby!” he pleads. I try to lift my head but a pain erupts in the back of my scalp and my head is ripped back by my hair. My neck is craned so far back it burns in pain. I lock eyes with the monster above me.
“When I kill your attempted rescue party, you are going to watch as I torture him slowly and then I’m going fuck you next to his dead body,” he promises ,then spits right in my face before releasing his hold on my hair and rushing out of the room with his men following after him, as he barks orders in Russian for his men to spread out and take out whoever is trying to save us.
“Slayer?” I lull my head forward and stare at Taylan. He looks like a broken little boy. I see so much torment in the depths of his eyes, the demons inside him are strong. It’s probably a bad time to come to this realization but I know he will never allow himself to fall in love with someone because he’s scared to death that he will wind up like his mother and put someone else before his own sanity and safety.
“I’m fine,” I rasp out.
“If you get another chance to escape, you run. Don’t you dare try and save me, you get the fuck out of here, do you hear me?” I scrunch my face only to cringe in pain, blood slowly trails down my cheek.
“I won’t leave you behind,” I vow. His features harden but the sound of the gunfire growing closer has us both pausing with bated breath,