Page 33 of Venomous King
His fingers make their way to my face, pushing against my lips, and I gag as he forces them into my mouth, and to the back of my throat. “Doesn’t my dirty slut want to lick her ass off my fingers? Come on, baby, suck them clean.” My tongue swirls around his digits, licking and sucking as I moan deep in my throat, as he continues to fuck me hard and deep. “What a perfect slut you are,” he growls.
I’m almost ready to pass out from all the pleasure; my body feels drunk, and I’m barely able to keep myself up. The only thing preventing me from being a puddle on the floor is the countertop, and Diego’s heavy weight. He pulls his cock from inside of me, and relief fills me, not because I don’t want to keep fucking him, but because all the sensations are overwhelming me, and I can barely breathe or think clearly. Before I can makea move to pull my languid body off the counter, and collapse on the floor, the crown of his cock pushes against the ring of muscle in my asshole. “We aren’t done, baby. I still need to fill you with my cum.”
His cock pushes forward, and I release my grip on my asscheeks and brace myself on the counter, as he commences a brutal thrusting in and out of my ass, while still using the toothbrush inside of my pussy. “You can take us, Issy. Look at how both your holes like to be used. The next time we are all together, Kai and I are going to fill this pretty, pink pussy simultaneously.”
“Jesus fuck, oh my God, oh my God, fuck,” I keep moaning, tears sliding down my face and soaking the sides of my hair, as all the waves of sensations race through me. It’s too much and not enough at the same time. I want him to stop, but there is a desperate need inside of me for him to keep going. “That’s it, baby, you’re taking me so well. Look at how your ass swallows my cock. Your body was meant for me, to take my cock in all your holes. You’re mine, Princesa, now and forever.”
His words are my final undoing, and cause another massive orgasm to race through me. My vision dims as my whole body spasms. My eyes roll to the back of my skull, darkness threatening to descend on me, as Diego growls and his hot cum fills my ass, yanking the toothbrush from inside of my pussy, and I explode once more.
Once I can breathe again, he pulls his cock from inside of my ass with a groan, and turns me over on the countertop. My body is liquid and does whatever he wants. My back lays against the countertop, my head almost within the sink. He slips his fingers down to my asshole, pressing against where his cum is slowly leaking out of me, and coats his fingers before painting my pussy lips and clit with the sticky, warm fluid. He grabs the toothbrush and runs it between my slit, the bristlesforcing a whimper from my lips as they stroke against my overstimulated, swollen flesh.
He pulls away, yanking me up from the counter with a fistful of my shirt. His mouth lands in a rough kiss before he pulls away and hands me the toothbrush. “Brush your teeth, baby. I want to watch you taste yourself.”
I grab the toothbrush, my legs refusing to hold me as I brace myself against the counter, and slip it inside my mouth. The salty, musky, and bitter taste of my arousal, mixed with both his and Kai’s cum, hits my taste buds and has my core tightening once more. The depravity of the situation does nothing to bring the firestorm in my blood back down, as I brush my teeth with the toothbrush that moments ago fucked me hard and raw.
“I know you’re sore, baby, but watching you right now, tasting yourself, pretty much guarantees I’m going to fuck you again. Pick a hole, Issy, before I take both.”
The fucker spent the next hour fulfilling his promise, and using both of my holes over and over until I eventually passed out, and I woke up naked and alone in our bed, with both my ass and pussy on fire, and without anyone to yell or throw shit at. I know I should feel like some lucky bitch, with two alpha men willing and able to keep me orgasming numerous times a day, but right now, all I want is a reprieve, some silence, and a few hours without their constant need to outdo each other.
To say it’s insane that I have the two of them agreeing to share me when, just over a week ago, they would have murdered each other, is putting it lightly. It’s a dream come true for me and also for my daughter. Instead of one doting father she can easily manipulate, she has two, plus a grandfather who would buy her anything her little heart desires, once she bats those beautiful green eyes of hers. I’m in big trouble now, and I realize that I am severely outnumbered as the voice of reason.
It’s one of the reasons that we need to go back to our reality. This is not a place to raise Julia. She needs stability, her routine, and access to her doctors, and friends. We can’t continue to hide in this compound from my grandmother. While this has been an interesting time for all of us, and it has finally gotten Diego to stop his insanity of hunting me down, I need a way to convince him to allow us to return to our lives, with one caveat, he be in them. I can’t and won’t give him up, not now, after everything we have been through. I couldn’t, now that Julia has experienced what it’s like to have him and Manuel in her life.
How do I convince an unreasonable, unhinged, and possessive cartel man to allow us to return to our small beach town, and ask him to come with us? The thought has circled my mind since last night, when I watched Kai and Diego lying on the living room floor with Julia, and playing‘Go Fish’.It was so domesticated, so normal, that it threw me for a loop and left me speechless.
I caught Manuel watching them too, and the look of joy on his features made me believe that I may have an ally that will help me convince Diego.
Just as I am mulling over ways to present my proposal to the two men in my life, the door to the office opens, and in walk the devils. I bite my cheek to stop myself from pointing out how cute they both look wearing matching black. Kai’s been wearing Diego’s clothing, much to the latter’s disgruntlement. They are close in size and height. Diego has a bit more muscle mass than Kai, but that’s where the similarities end. They are complete opposites, and not just in their features: one dark and broody, and the other light and filled with sunshine. Diego looks like a sexy, dangerous demon who’s escaped hell to take your soul, and Kai looks like a sexy, benevolent angel here to save you.Lucky bitch, indeed.
“Here you are, Isabella. We have been looking for you.” Kai graces me with a sweet smile as he approaches me.
I raise both my hands in the air as a gesture to stop them in their tracks. “Before either of you open your mouths, I’m fucking sore, beyond sore. In fact, I’m pretty sure the two of you broke me this morning. There will be no more fucking for a while. Keep your cocks away from me.”
“Issy...”
“No, Diego. I’m serious. Everything hurts. Look, I get that you two want to be gorillas, and beat at your chests. I even get that you are both trying to lay a claim on me, but this is unreasonable. This isn’t feasible, you’re not small men, and I’m just one fucking woman, and in the long run, it does nothing to solve our problems.”Here goes nothing.
“I want to return to our life, Diego, to the small town where we were raising Julia, and I want you to come with us, so we can be a family.” I’m met with shocked looks and complete silence.Well, fuck.
“You want to go home, Isabella? Back to our lives and take a gangster with us? Have you lost your fucking mind?” Kai’s the first to speak, and Diego stares at him with fury already crossing his features, his hands fisting at his sides.Fuck, so much for peace.
“Yes, and he’s not just a gangster, Kai. He’s Julia’s father, just like you are, and he’s mine. I won’t be parted from him anymore, nor will I be parted from you.” My hands clench into fists of my own, and I’m ready to bloody both of them as frustration fills me.Stay calm, reason with them. They both want you, you have to make it non-negotiable. They are yours, just as much as you are theirs. They don’t get to make all the decisions.
The look that crosses Kai’s features can only be described as‘sour grapes’.He’s not happy with my reminders that Julia is now as attached to both of them as I am. Well, too fucking bad. He’s learned to share us both here, and he will do so againwhen we return to Oregon. At least, I hope he will. I would be devastated if he refused and abandoned us now.
“How would this work,Princesa? Huh, do I move into your house and become a house husband, picking up dry cleaning and doing drop off? How am I supposed to run a cartel from fuckingOregon?”
“I... I don’t know. We figure it out as we go. The only thing that matters is that we are all together, and Julia feels safe and loved. The rest is just details. I can’t let you go, Diego, and there is no way you will release us without going with us. We can’t stay in this place, it’s not good for Julia, she needs her routine and life back. She needs to be able to see her friends, go to school, and do normal childhood things. All of which she cannot do in lockdown in this compound.”
“Fuck,” Diego swears and starts pacing, his hands dragging through his thick, dark hair in agitation. I’m almost positive the fucker is about to break shit in this room. I can see his need for violence etched in every line of his body. That won’t stop me though, I will get what I want this time.
“One more thing, Diego. You’ll have to make peace with Stella. I refuse to allow this war to continue between two people that I love. It’s gone far enough, and too many people have been hurt already. Julia needs her gammy, and I need my grandmother.”
“FUCK!”
Chapter twenty-two
Diego