8. Chapter Eight
Chapter Eight
Griffin's Beach Venom
C olt hurries towards Lex, and they move away from the general crowd of mostly men in the clubhouse tonight. Venom finds it intriguing that most people gather in the clubhouse nightly. Not everyone shows up every night, but many are here most nights. It really does feel like a family here. And he doesn't feel like a freak like he has everywhere else he's ever been.
You'll never amount to anything.
You're dirt. You hear me? Nothing but dirt.
No one will ever love you.
You're not even a person. You're a thing. A disgusting thing, and that's why you can't find your way. The world would be better off without you. God help us all if you ever decide to procreate.
The things you've done can never be forgiven. You're sick.
His mother was a real peach. Her voice plays on a loop in his head every time he starts to feel comfortable, but she's quieted down lately. He hasn't spoken to his mother since he was sixteen, but those memories never seem to disappear. Her voice quiets more often than not lately. Recently, though, her voice has been replaced with another’s—Lex’s. She counters everything her mother ever told him, and he feels like maybe he does have a purpose. That he can find someone to love him. He finally found someone to love, but she can't feel the same. Refuses to. Just like his mother, she sees him as nothing but gunk on the bottom of her shoe.
"Hey," a dark-haired woman says, her tits all but pressed into Venom's face. "You’re new."
"Transferred from Summerville."
His eyes keep glancing towards Lex and Colt to make sure she's okay, but the bunny steps into his line of sight. "I'm Kandi."
"Venom."
Her head turns, and he swears she glares at Lex. "You got a thing for Curly-Q?"
Leaning back, he looks disgusted. She's like his sister. "No!"
"Good. You looked worried about her."
"She's my friend. Besides, her brother got ripped out of here by their father, and she looks a type of way that makes me worry."
Her hand waves in the air, and the long, blood-red nails catch his attention. “She'll be fine."
"You say that like you know her."
"Oh, I know her. And I know she's with Colt. Which means they'll probably go and fuck it out any minute now. How she's not perpetually pregnant, I've never quite figured out. Those two fuck like rabbits."
At least their sexual appetite wasn't Summerville specific. He never suspected her sex life to be this well-known, though. "I suppose they will."
"How about you?" Kandi asks and nods at him.
"How about me what?" he asks and focuses on her face.
She's not ugly. Maybe too overly made-up for his taste, but he isn't picturing her in a wedding dress, so who cares? The way she's dressed shows more skin than the fabrics cover. Definitely a bunny. Fake tits ready to pop out of her split tube top and mini skirt showing the bottom of her ass cheeks.
Marnie. The woman he can't have pops into his head, and he thinks maybe a bunny is just what he needs. To take a woman in a way he'd never want to take Marnie. With her, he wants her to feel pleasure and bliss. He wants to make love. The only woman who's ever made him want more than fucking.
"Want to go and fuck out whatever's weighing on your mind? I see it in your eyes. Let me guess," Kandi says, sitting on the table. "A girl?"
Shit, Lex wasn't lying about these bunnies being different. This bitch is aggressive and forward. Which might be just the trick tonight.
"I'm not a soft fuck," Venom warns.
"Rough is my favorite kind, cowboy."
Cowboy? What part of me makes her think of cowboy ?
Deciding he needs to get something out of his system, he stands and leads Kandi back to his apartment. Hopefully, she'll serve as a distraction for a little while. Or at least allow him to forget about Marnie as he drives deep into her pussy.
The door shuts, and he drops his jeans to his ankles before she even turns around. Kandi smirks and knows exactly what he needs because she drops to her knees without a word.
He wraps his hand in her hair and thrusts his cock into her mouth. His head tips back to stare at the ceiling as he hits the back of her throat, making her gag. To her credit, she doesn't push against his thighs to tell him it's too much, and she takes it in stride. Instead, she actually moans and sucks, her wet mouth gliding along his length with ease.
And just like that, his dark-haired Marnie pops into his mind. The last time he saw her on her knees was the night her boss tried to blackmail her into sucking him off. Using a video that he took of her father to make her do something she didn't want to do. The tears ran down her face as she knelt, waiting for him, kept Venom from ever letting her suck his cock. The memory makes him physically ill.
"Get up," Venom orders, pulling her face away from him by a yank of her hair.
If he doesn't stop now, he'll go soft and won’t be able to fuck her. Or finish. Kandi smiles and stands. "How naked do you want me?"
Taking a condom from the drawer by his bed—the first he's used since moving into the apartment—he slides it on and tugs her top down to free what little it concealed of her chest. "Hike up your skirt. I'm guessing you're not wearing any panties."
"You'd guess correctly," she says, shimmying to pull the fake leather up to her hips.
He bends down and takes one of her nipples into his mouth, and he feels the small scars where it had once been pierced. Massaging the other, he hopes she can't see the crinkle of his nose as he feels the silicone. Marnie was natural, not fake. Although, he has always been a sucker for nipple piercings. They could have had so much fun if she'd gotten hers pierced.
Unwilling to touch her chest any longer, he turns her around to face the wall. Her hands brace herself on the wall as he slides a hand up to grip her throat before slamming into her from behind. She whimpers as he starts the onslaught of pounding into her pussy.
"Fuck me," she whispers, her voice strangled slightly from Venom's fingers wrapped tightly around her neck. He makes sure not to grip her too hard and cut off her air supply.
His forearm rests between her fake tits as though they're a lifejacket, and her elbows give as she presses her cheek against the wall.
"Fuck yes," she moans. "Punish me, baby. Fuck me like you wish you could fuck her."
Lifting her up off the ground, he pulls her ass up to shift the angle while keeping her face and hands pressed against the wall. The benefit to taking a bunny back to his apartment is that they're almost all the same. They live off of sex, liquor, and cigarettes. Which means there's not much to them weight-wise, making them easier to manhandle however he sees fit. In this case, Kandi's become his very own blow-up doll as he picks up speed.
Her pussy clenches around him, and he chokes her tighter to stop her moans. He knows she can still breathe, but he can't listen to her. She can't be heard if he wants to come, and he thinks back to the nights he'd fuck Marnie in the shadows against the clubhouse. Her moans fill his ears against his will, but it sends him over the edge.
"Fuck!" he shouts and fills the condom.
Almost dropping Kandi to the floor as he finishes, he realizes how much he wants her out of his apartment. But she rubs her throat, and he feels a little guilty when she faces him. "That was something new, and it's not often I say that," she says, her voice slightly hoarse.
"Did I hurt you?" he asks, ripping the condom off and tossing it into the garbage.
Smiling, she shakes her head. "Not at all. I liked it. You showed me who was boss, and I have to say, I'm more than happy to accommodate you in any way you want from now on. Just give me a nod, and I'm yours. No matter who I'm with."
"You liked it that much?"
Her lips press up to his, and he leans back, making her kiss his chin instead. "I loved it that much. And I think a man like you is capable of much rougher shit. Bondage and spanking don't scare me. In fact, you can bring anything you want into the bedroom with us. All I ask is that we don't draw blood. I'm not good with scabs."
He lifts an eyebrow and stares at her. This bitch is forward. And presumptuous. "I'll... uh... keep that in mind."
Both adjust their clothes, neither having fully taken anything off, and he holds the door open for her. "Such a gentleman," she purrs.
"No one's ever called me that before," he says.
They walk into the main room again, and another dark-haired woman runs into the clubhouse. Damn, this place is just crawling with brunette's, isn't it? Fuck me.
Venom recognizes her as Ky's wife, and she rushes straight up to Lex who stands at the bar with a bottle of water. She shouts Lex's name, and he fears for Felicity when she pushes Lex, nearly knocking her off-balance.
"Thank God," Kandi whispers.
"What?"
She laughs. "Someone's finally got the guts to put Princess in her place."
"You don't like Lex?"
"I fucking hate that bitch."
"Your services will no longer be required. Run along, whore. Find some other man to fuck."
Her eyes widen, her mouth dropping open as she stares. "Are you kidding?"
"My loyalties lie with that woman and her husband. You don't like her? Well, you can go fuck all the way off."
"You can't be serious."
Getting in her face, he glares with the same disdain he normally reserves for his enemies. The look that earned him his road name. "You don't fuck that good. Get lost, slut."
She scurries away, and he shrugs. At least he got a decent fuck out of it. Now, for the show. This looks like it'll end with fireworks. Or tears. The latter better not be from Lex.