Chapter 14 Asch #2
I shouldn’t have to remind myself that she’s a treacherous snake. If it wasn’t for her, everything wouldn’t be falling apart. Blaze and I wouldn’t have been fighting, and…
I never would’ve found out the truth.
I growl, then push her inside with a hard shove. I close the door behind us and lock it, grabbing her by the shoulders. “Bedroom,” I tell her. I shouldn’t even be trying to punish her this way. She’ll enjoy anything I try to do to her there.
But I don’t know what else to do.
“Presumptuous,” Pandora says as I push her toward her bedroom door. She laughs and stretches out on the mattress. “Oh no! Help! Big bad Asch is going to deflower me!”
“Shut up,” I tell her, violence threatening to overtake me as I kick off my shoes. “I’m so tired of you trying to fuck with my head, Pandora.” I unfasten my pants, somehow hard despite the rage and the pain and the remnants of the conversation with my mother ringing in my head.
Despite the knowledge that I’d been tricked for so long.
“I’m only trying to fuck with your cock right now,” Pandora counters with a wide grin. “Headfucking is kind of nasty even for me. And what would I even use? Your nose?”
I’m not in the mood to joke with her.
I want to take her apart, bit by bit, and quiet that smart mouth of hers for even a few minutes.
My eyes land on her bedside table. A large dildo is laying on it, glistening with lube—and maybe something else.
I shed my pants and underwear, prowling toward the bed even as I strip my shirt off so I can discard that, too.
“You weren’t really fucking someone else,” I tell her, not understanding why I need to hear her say it.
She was obviously enjoying herself alone, and I stare down at her.
“Why don’t you show me what you were doing? ”
Pandora bites her lower lip, then darts her tongue out to lick it. That simple gesture is so fucking sexy, and I hate how hot I find her. “You sure you can handle it? You aren’t going to be emasculated because the dildo is so much bigger than you?”
I huff out an ugly laugh. “No. I’m not that fucking insecure. I want to see your cunt wrecked.”
The memory of her cunt being wrecked by the bottle flashes through my mind, but I ignore it. This is a chance to replace that memory with a new one, one where she’s not being touched but anyone but me.
Pandora grins and glances down at herself. “You want to see something? You might need to take it, boyfriend.”
Blaze had hated hearing her call me her boyfriend, but I know that the truth is that she sees all three of us as her boyfriends. Despite the way she’s ripping us apart like our relationships are nothing more than tissue paper, she still wants us.
I growl and get onto the bed, crawling up it so I can snatch up the dildo. I wonder if she’s thinking about the bottle, too. I wonder if she can feel my regret, the way it’s making me hesitate to hurt her no matter how much everything in me is screaming to do just that.
“This is pretty big,” I comment as evenly as I can manage. “This’ll stretch your pretty little cunt out wide.”
“Oh, will it?” Pandora answers sarcastically. “I hadn’t noticed. I must have made a mistake while purchasing it.”
“I don’t think you made a mistake. I think it’s exactly as big as you want it to be.” I smirk at her, running my thumb along her cheek. “I bet you have bigger, too.”
“I might,” Pandora agrees. She tilts her head and licks my thumb. “I have to work up to taking two guys at once, after all.”
I groan, the idea of being one of those two guys going straight to my cock. Blaze and I have never done that before. No woman has ever been willing to try something like that. Pandora would be up for it, though. She’d be up for that, and so much more.
Maybe we can—
But there isn’t a we.
I push my thumb into her mouth, sliding it over her tongue and pressing down. “You’d do it, wouldn’t you?” I ask, and even though I try for derision, my voice comes out breathless. “Take two cocks in this sloppy cunt of yours.”
“Yeah, if I knew of any guys who wanted to,” Pandora answers. “Some of those Kappa Asshole brothers must not have gotten their fill yet…”
“None of those other Kappa Alpha brothers are getting their hands on you,” I tell her, slipping two fingers into her mouth to shut her up as I straddle her waist and stare directly into her eyes.
“You’ve already gotten under my skin, and I’m not letting you go until I’ve had my fill. You understand me?”
Pandora meets my gaze steadily, not a single ounce of fear in her eyes.
It’s as infuriating as it is arousing.
Then she starts to lick and suck on my fingers. Her tongue gets all over the sensitive pads, then down the length, in between the digits. She fellates my fingers the way she might have a cock—the way I know she sucks cock, because I’ve had her mouth on me before.
I groan then pull my fingers back, wiping the saliva across her cheek, and I realize that I don’t know how to hurt her. I don’t know how to get to her, not like she’s gotten to me. It doesn’t feel fucking fair, and I don’t know what to do with that realization.
I gauge the dildo’s length and girth. She could probably stand to be loosened up some before taking it, but a cruel part of me doesn’t want to bother.
I’m going to do it anyway.
Maybe I am every bit as weak as Blaze says I am, unable to even fucking hurt someone who’s hell-bent on destroying my life even as I return to her over and over again like she’s a goddamn drug.
I slide down her body and yank her shorts off—no panties—tossing them aside before spreading her legs.
I could eat her out, but I’m not in the mood to do that.
Instead, I toy with her clit, finding that she’s already wet.
I slide two fingers into her with more care than she deserves, slickness making it easy to glide inside of her.
Yeah, it was definitely more than lube glistening on that fake cock.
“You don’t need me to stretch you, do you, Pandora?” I ask, grabbing the dildo. “You just want it all right here, right now.”
“Yeah,” Pandora agrees. She sits up on her elbows and gets her mouth against my throat. “Are you going to do something about it? Or just talk and talk?”
“Surprised you don’t like dirty talk,” I retort.
Why am I hesitating? Why am I not slamming that dildo inside of her like she deserves? I push it against her cunt, and it slides into her with as much ease as my fingers had.
I groan at the sight of the cock filling her, and for all that I wish it was mine, there’s something alluring about watching her take something that large. I wonder what it would feel like to shove inside of her with it.
Not as good as if Blaze was here, I find myself thinking — a thought I viciously shove away — but it would leave Pandora’s cunt so stretched out.
“You know, I don’t think this is enough,” I say, fisting my own cock as the dildo fills her completely. “I think you want those two cocks inside you.”
Would that satisfy the part of me that wants to wreck her?
Pandora’s eyes widen. “Um.” She glances down at my cock, then her own cunt. “Fuck. That’s going to be a lot.” She lies back down and spreads her legs wider. “But I’ve never backed down from a challenge. Give it to me, boyfriend… if you can.”
Jesus Christ.
I’ve fantasized about doing this before, but I’ve never thought a woman would be game for it outside of porn. I lick my lips, staring intently down at her. I’m not going to back down either.
“Fuck,” I mutter.
For all that I want to hurt her, I don’t want to do permanent damage. So I grab her lube and slick up my fingers even more. It’s a tight squeeze to get two of them inside her cunt alongside the dildo, and I can only imagine how it’ll feel when my cock is inside her, too.
“Sure you don’t want to back out?” I taunt her as she groans. “I could always just fuck your ass while this is inside you. You’d still be so fucking full.”
“You talk big but never want to follow through,” Pandora complains. “We could have done worse to Blaze, too. You should have let me cut his chest open.”
Maybe I should have.
Maybe I should’ve let her tear his heart out like he’d done to mine.
“You enjoyed what we did with Blaze,” I counter. “And you don’t really want to fuck his corpse.”
I don’t think she does, anyway.
I add a third finger, stretching her out like I would her ass. I’m impatient, and I push more quickly than I ordinarily would.
I’m not going to let her get to me.
“Corpses wouldn’t make good fucks,” Pandora agrees. “Just for a few hours, while their cocks are stiff, and then…”
I freeze and look at her with mild horror.
I don’t think she’s serious, but then, this is Pandora I’m talking about.
Pandora stares back with a sober expression. Then she bursts out laughing. “God, boyfriend, you really think I’d fuck a corpse? Necrophilia is too far even for me.”
“I wouldn’t have been surprised,” I mutter.
I shake my head, then go back to fingering her. I rub her clit with my thumb, focusing on working her open enough to take my cock.
I can’t believe I’m about to do this.
Pandora moans and lifts her hips up. “Come on, Asch. Don’t pussy out.” She hooks one leg over my hip and urges me closer.
I huff out a laugh, then pull my fingers out of her. Fuck. I need more lube, I think, even if she is soaked, so I pour some onto my hand to slick my cock up with. Then I’m on her, biting my bottom lip as I start to slowly push my cock into her right alongside the dildo.
It’s a tight fit, like I’d anticipated, and I bite my lip to stifle a groan as I start to force my way in. “Sure you don’t want to back out?” I taunt her even as I shove another inch of my cock inside of her.
Pandora’s mouth falls open and her eyes screw shut. I feel her cunt tighten, then release again. She groans loudly, and her hands come up to grip my back.
“Fuck, fuck, that’s—” Pandora moans and lifts her hips to meet me. “So much. Asch, Asch, keep going.”