“I’M SO EXHAUSTED,” Vienna murmurs as she shakily makes her way to our bed. We’ve been home for only a few hours. Long enough to feed our starving bodies and for me to wash every inch of the scum from her. My sweet wife cried for a short while in the shower but her quiet strength didn’t allow the tears to fall for long. I can’t begin to imagine what she’s going through right now.
“Let’s sleep.” I turn off the lights and join my naked woman in the bed. She feels warm and soft in my grip. I’m thankful I can’t see her bruises and lacerations in the dark. “I’m so sorry.”
She stiffens in my arms. “For what?”
“For today. I know we talked about everything that would happen. But planning it and going through with it are two different things. I should never have agreed,” I grit out.
Her palm slides up my bare chest but avoids the stitched flesh. “I didn’t give you a choice.”
I lean forward and kiss her somewhere on her face. “I should have told you no.”
She scoffs. “As if I would have listened.”
“I could have made you see a different way,” I growl. “It didn’t have to end with two men—your two enemies—raping and beating you, goddammit.”
“It was the only way,” she murmurs. “I was the bait.”
I’m still unsettled but I know she won’t back down on this. We spoke for hours while setting up this plan. She told me in detail what they would do to her based on what they’d done before. My fiery Vienna wanted this. Her claws were bared and ready to exact damage. She just needed to get inside their den first.
It still pisses me off that their “den” was my goddamned port. Several of the men turned against me for the Rojas brothers. Those men are dead now. But Ricardo and many others refused to sell out. They’d been tortured. Some killed. When Jorge discovered them in another shipping container, it took three men to hold Ricardo back from trying to kill Esteban. But once Vienna explicitly asked him what she needed him to do for her, Ricardo wholeheartedly agreed.
Ricardo is Esteban’s warden now.
Except when Vienna comes to visit.
Until then, Ricardo will feed him sandwiches once a day. He’ll change out his piss bucket once a week, if he’s lucky. And he’s not, under any circumstances, allowed to talk to Esteban. But he is allowed to fuck him. Ricardo’s exact words were, “His ass is mine.”
Esteban is getting to see exactly what he put Vienna through.
A severe and fitting punishment.
One of the men was instructed to finish off Oscar, if he was still alive, and put his body in with Esteban. Esteban could smell his brother as he decayed just as Vienna was forced to smell her mother.
An eye for a motherfucking eye.
“How long do you think he’ll live?” she whispers, hate giving her voice a slight edge.
“Tatiana cleaned his wounds and stitched him up. Ricardo has been instructed not to hurt him more than necessary. I suppose he’ll live as long as you want him to,” I tell her and brush my fingers through her hair.
“I don’t want him to die easy. This punishment will satisfy me until I can come up with something better.” She cuddles against me and presses her lips to my jaw. “Thank you for trusting me. Together we did this.” Her palm cups my face and the metal from her wedding ring, which she put back on, cools my face.
“We’re going to do so much more together,” I assure her. “Together we’re going to rule our little corner of the fucking world.”
She lets out a contented sigh. “Nobody will mess with us. And if they try, we’ll make them pay.”
I chuckle and twist my finger in her hair before tugging it in a playful way. “So you’re into torturing now? You’re barely a cartel queen, yet here you are so goddamned serious about your job. I love your drive, mi diablita.”
She laughs too and then we’re both quiet.
The exhaustion of the day steals us from our moment, but at least we enter the dream world in each other arms. Just like everything else we do. Together. Side by side.
Three months later…
“How’s our little captive?” I ask Ricardo on speakerphone.
He laughs and it’s evil as hell. “His ass is a little sore and the big fucker has lost some major weight, but he’s hanging in there.”
I smirk. “I thought you were into the ladies.”
Ricardo grunts. “The ladies get plenty of Ricardo. But Ricardo puts his dick wherever he wants.”
“Don’t tell me every Colombian asshole around here speaks of himself in third person,” Vienna groans from my office doorway.
I motion for her to come sit in my lap. My stunning bride wears a short tank top dress that barely hits the top of her thighs. Too short. She likes to torment me while I work.
“My little Vienna,” Ricardo greets, a smile in his voice. “How is my little hellraiser? Already time for another visit?”
She chuckles as she straddles my lap. “You just want to show off again. We all know you’re amazing at butt sex,” she teases.
They chat a bit while I grab her hips and make her rub her pussy against my cock through our clothes. Vienna gets a little too eager when they talk torture. One day, once the pain of what Esteban did to her settles, she’ll probably ease off a bit. But as it stands, at least once a week, we drive out to Buenaventura for a visit. She makes Ricardo bind Esteban and then fuck him in front of her. And whenever she’s in charge, Ricardo makes it real nice for Esteban. Just like Esteban used to do for her. He pleasures the straight man until Esteban is coming with a big Colombian meathead deep in his ass. Every visit ends with a kiss to the top of Esteban’s head before she kicks him in the balls. It’s funny as fuck.
“Is our first shipment to San Diego ready to go?” I question.
He grunts. “Will be in the next day or so. You’ll have plenty of time to get to the States and sort out your business before the shipment arrives.”
We talk a little while longer before we hang up. The moment he’s off the phone, my gorgeous wife mauls me. Her mouth attacks mine and she starts tugging at my tie.
“This. Off. Now,” she orders between kisses.
Ignoring her request, I lift her dress up off her body and then discard it. My naughty little thing isn’t wearing anything under her dress. This makes my cock really fucking hard.
“You’re so bad,” I growl.
She laughs and leans back so I can regard her swollen tits. They’re tender these days and my fucking God are they huge. I lean forward and tongue one of her nipples.
“These are so goddamned beautiful,” I praise.
Her fingers undo my tie and she tosses it away. Then, she is on a quick mission to unbutton my vest. “Why do you wear so many clothes?” she complains.
I chuckle and reach between us to rub on her clit. “I like to tease you, mi diablita. I like to watch you go hungry for my cock.”
She licks her plump bottom lip and it makes my dick thump against her. “I’m always hungry for your cock. Especially when you’re naked. You should be naked more often.”
I lift an eyebrow at her. “This is just the hormones talking.”
A few weeks after we came back, Vienna learned she was pregnant. Tatiana said we probably conceived during the week after our wedding. I’ve been walking around with my chest filled with pride since the moment two little blue lines showed up on that stick. It’s been surreal thus far but lately, her flat stomach has begun to protrude with our child. She’s hot as fuck carrying my baby.
“Shut up and take your clothes off already,” she orders with a wicked smile. “Momma needs Daddy’s fat cock inside her.”
I growl because I love when she talks dirty to me. My little wife knows this and uses it like a weapon. Together we’re all but ripping my clothes off me.
“Beg Daddy Diego for his anaconda.”
She snorts. “Put that big snake in me, Daddy.”
I lift her by her hips and plop her on the edge of my desk while I push down the rest of my clothes. She’s fucking glorious to look at with her brilliant red hair and blazing green eyes. Her tits are carved from God’s finest materials. And she’s mine. All mine.
“Show me your needy cunt. I want to see how it weeps for me,” I mumble as I stroke my dick.
Her eyes fall to my cock and she grins before leaning back on my desk. She puts her feet on the edge of the desk so that her pussy is on full display. Then, she slides her fingers down her cute belly and touches her clit. Our eyes find each other as we pleasure ourselves. My cock aches to get the fuck out of my hand and into this gorgeous woman.
“Is it wet for me?”
She nods and pushes a finger inside her body. When she removes it, it glistens with her arousal. I lean forward so she can slip it into my mouth. I suck off her sweet taste. My God, this woman makes me horny as fuck. I can be having a shit day, yet one look at her supple body and all is forgotten.
“Beg for it.”
“Please,” she whines, “give me your cock. Fuck me good and hard.”
I groan in pleasure. Her words are like fucking fire. They burn me in the best possible way. Everything in me buzzes to slam into her, but I like making her wait. I like seeing her arousal leak from her body.
I reach forward and swat her hand away so I can take over touching her clit. She can come at her own touch, but she goes fucking crazy when I do it for her. I thought that after all that happened with Esteban and Oscar a few months ago, she’d be gun shy. But my woman is tough as shit because as soon as her body healed, she was all over me, begging for my cock. Each time I’m inside her, it’s just one more time they won’t ever be.
“Diego,” she murmurs. “Oh, God…”
Her body writhes as I bring her pleasure. I rub her faster and smile when the opening of her pussy shimmers in the light. Like a fucking magical unicorn, this cunt of hers. I’ll ride it all the way to hell.
“You ready for Daddy D’s big cock?”
“Yessss,” she moans.
“When you come, I’ll put my dick inside you. Come, beautiful.”
It takes her another few moments, but soon she’s crying out my name. I make good on my promise the moment she stops jolting in pleasure and tease her wet entrance with the tip of my cock. Vienna doesn’t like it slow often. Usually, at night, she’ll let me make love to her. But during the day, in my office, is the time reserved for hard fucking.
With a growl, I slam into my wife so hard, the desk scrapes against the wood floors. She cries out and fondles her tender breasts. I almost come, imagining my son or daughter latched onto one in the near future.
Fucking Vienna is the best reward this life has given me. Nothing else in this world matters. Not this giant house. Not my empire. Not this country. Just her. We could be poor and living in a shack on the other side of the world and I’d be happy as a fucking lark to have her in my bed and in my heart.
“Come here, mi amor,” I growl as I pull her into my arms. Her legs wrap around my waist when I lift her. I prefer having her big tits pressed against me when my dick is inside her. But mostly, I want her mouth on mine.
She kisses me hard as I sit back in my chair. We settle into a position where she can ride me. I tangle my fingers in her hair and give her love bites all over her throat until her telling whimpers warn me of an upcoming orgasm.
“I love you,” I murmur against her flesh.
Her fingers run through my hair and she moans. “I love you too.”
Her cunt clenches hard around me a second before she screams out my name. I let out a guttural groan as I blow my load deep inside of her. We’re both breathing raggedly as we come down from our high.
“So this is the life, huh?” she asks, burying her face against the side of my neck. “It doesn’t get any better than this.”
I grin and hug her tight. It jostles her enough that I feel my cum run back down the side of my cock to the chair below me. “This is everything, baby.”