Page 45 of Ivy and the Deathstalkers

He groans and Ivy grabs the back of his hair, yanking his head back hard. Well damn. That’s one way to wake the bastard up.

“What the fuck! Who the fuck are you?” he says looking around at us.

Ivy doesn't let go of his hair, in fact, she yanks again getting a scream from Stanley. “You piece of shit are in no position to ask questions. That's his job.” She points to King, momentarily shocking all of us. We hadn't discussed how this was going to go. But in our world, he does ask the questions.

“Oh, and if you don't give him the answers he wants, I’ll make sure your death is extremely painful. Or at least more painful than I'm already gonna make it.” She fucking laughs as she releases his hair. The sound goes right to my cock. I can't help but adjust it. Out of the corner of my eye I notice my brothers doing the same. Fuck she's hot when she gets bossy.

King walks up to Stanley, and says one word, “Why?”

Stanley blinks for a minute, staring at him. Then his face turns beat red. “You’re one of them!” Spittle flies from his mouth as he seethes.

What the fuck is he so mad about? We’re not the ones that wiped outhispeople.

Ivy doesn't appreciate his answer. She slaps him, again. This time on the right side, sending more teeth flying. “What the fuck are you talking about? He asked you a fucking question now answer it! Why the fuck did you wipe out our people?”

For a moment, Stanley gets a stunned look on his face, and then it dawns on him. He looks between all our faces. My eyes flash with my scorpion and I see my brothers do the same. For a split second, I swear I see Ivy’s flash as well.

Ivy bites her lip then with her index finger on her right hand wipes the blood from her lip on the side of Stanley's face. He screams in pain within seconds.

“Fuckin thieving deathstalkers! You fucking stole her from me! But not before you tortured her, and one of your kind, impregnated her, killing her in childbirth! That spawn ripped her open from the inside out! I stomped it to death with my bare feet, while she bled out! She was my life, she was my wife!”

That was a shock for a moment, but only a moment. King says, “It wasn't us! We were barely out of diapers when you wiped out our entire fucking race!”

Through the agony on Stanley's face, he manages to grit out, “I would've killed you all if I could have fucking gotten to you. And her.” Throwing his head towards Ivy. “How I missed her I will never know. Matriarchs are an abomination!”

Oh, that does it. We all growl, but before we can move Ivy grabs Stanley by his dick through his pants, and buries her nails in it. He screams an ungodly scream. “You took them from me,” she snarls. “My parents and the parents that raised me! And I did nothing to you! My adoptive parents were fucking human!”

She is quite literally, spitting mad. Everywhere her spit lands, his skin sizzles. He begins to choke and sputter, but refuses to say anything further.

I step up to give him a good dose of my venom when King stops me putting his big hand out. I can't help the growl that comes out. He raises a brow at me.

“We all want a piece of this prick. Let's take him out back.” He grins a sadistic smile, before continuing, “We’ll let our beasts have a bit of… fun.”

I smile, as do the rest of the guys who practically run up the stairs. While I bind Stanley, I notice Ivy has turned away from us.King is she… ok?He follows my nod and then goes over to her. I hear muffled words but I know he has this handled.

Once bound, Stanley doesn't even try to fight his fate. Sad, but I'm guessing it's got something to do with Ivy’s venom melting away at his face.

I head upstairs and King follows with a now smiling Ivy. The rest of the guys are already in the open field in their stalker forms. They snap and swing their stingers at Stanley who… “Oh hell, the fucker just pissed and shit himself.”

King shifts and I toss Stanley at him. I look at Ivy. She smiles and says, “Make it hurt,” then sits on the ground, crossing her legs, and waiting for the show.

I don't make her wait, I shift and the fun begins.

Chapter 32

Ivy

Do I want to kill him? Absolutely! But it's not just about me and my wants anymore. I have six mates who need this. They didn't say it, but I felt it through this new bond. Which I honestly thought would be weird, but it's not. It's actually comforting, knowing they’re mine and they’ll always be with me.

I know if they just left him, he'd die from my venom anyway, but this is that give and take thing in a relationship you always read about.

Damn look at me. I'm a relationship expert now.

I sit and watch the guys. They scatter around, kicking Stanley between them like he’s a soccer ball. Every now and then someone grabs him by the foot with their pincers, and throws him to somebody else. I don’t think I’ve laughed so much in my life.

After about thirty minutes or so, he has blood coming out of every orifice. Little bit of my venom, I'm assuming, and a whole lot of the guys. I’ve seen him impaled with stingers from each of the guys more than once.

Finally, I decide enough is enough. I stand, brush myself off, and walk towards the guys who all stop and watch me. Jax is dangling Stanley from his stinger. He has him impaled through the thigh with it.

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