Chapter 28 Pandora #2
I groan and raise my hips to get more pressure.
“You’re so spoiled,” Blaze says as he pulls his finger out. He wipes the spit on my cheek. “So needy. So hot.”
Slut.
Cunt.
Crazy.
I shake the words out of my mind. Why am I hearing that now? Nobody said that.
At least, I don’t think they did.
I glance in Asch’s direction, at the strands of my hair still in his hands.
“My hair can’t feel anything,” I say. “I think your hands can be put to better use.”
“Yeah?” Asch asks, and he moves down so he can cup one of my breasts in his hand. He kneads it, thumb swiping over my nipple as River starts to suck on my clit. “Better?”
He’s only teasing me. He could do better, and he knows it.
I groan and try to grab River’s hair, but Blaze intercepts me. He kisses my hand—what sentimental crap—before he claims my mouth.
I open for him too, and let him plunder my mouth. My chest tightens, and my clit throbs incessantly as River keeps going at me.
“More,” I groan. I lift my leg to hook it over River’s shoulder. This time Asch grabs it, and he forces me to spread wider.
I see a flash, but I blink and there’s nothing there that could have caused it.
I tap River’s back with my ankle. “Okay, enough mouthing around. Get your cock in me.”
River lifts his head up, licking his lips. “That soon?” he asks. “I think you can take a little more.” He dives back in, sucking my clit with a little more urgency before his tongue lashes against it.
Asch slides down, and instead of his hand on my breast, his mouth envelops my nipple. He licks and nips, toying with the edge of too much without going over.
It’s good.
It’s great.
I can let myself fall into this pleasure, and I don’t need to think about anything else.
Samantha, probably dead.
Carly, hanging out with her new friend.
Professor Richter, pitying me and my mediocre grades.
All the whispers around campus.
The videos that keep coming.
Yet another message from some loser who thinks I’m a loose slut.
The women’s center that thinks I need their services for some fucking reason.
My life is fucking fine and who else can say that they’ve got three guys who are ready to drown them in ecstasy? Three men who are hot and perfect and all they want is to make you feel good, great, perfect?
“Cock,” I say, pushing at River’s shoulders. “I need it. Fill me up.”
River chuckles, but he lets me push him back. He props himself up on his elbows, kissing my inner leg. “You should roll over so you can suck Asch or Blaze while I fuck you,” he says. “Wouldn’t want anyone to feel left out.”
Asch lifts his head, arching a brow. “Someone’s going to be left out,” he points out. “Unless someone takes her ass while you fuck her cunt.”
“Yes,” I say immediately. “Do it. All three of you inside me.”
That’s got to be enough, right?
Is three enough? Maybe I need another one. Two more.
“I got her ass last time,” Asch says. “Your turn, Blaze.”
River helps me up and sheds his towel completely, then settles down onto the bed, offering his hand so I can climb on top of him more easily. I kiss his jaw while Blaze positions me.
“Hey,” I say to River, grinning. “I wasn’t lying. You were so fucking hot with the blood running down your face.”
“Hopefully I look good with a black eye and a few more scars,” he says, deadpan. “Because that’s what you’re getting.”
“Here’s the lube,” Asch says, offering the bottle to Blaze.
They’re like Boy Scouts. They’re always prepared.
Blaze gets behind me and spreads my ass cheeks. He rubs his thumb against my cunt.
River gasps, then glares over me at Blaze. “Watch your hands.”
“If you want me to help out, my hands might graze your cock,” Blaze shoots back. “We’re already doing an orgy with three guys, it’s kind of unavoidable.”
“It’s not an orgy with just four people,” I complain. “And so far, I haven’t felt a single cock inside me.”
River grabs my hips and pulls me forward.
“Then stop talking and ride me,” he orders with more certainty than I’m used to.
His cock is already hard, and I position myself so I’m just above it.
I grab him and start to sink slowly down onto him, but he lifts his hips and thrusts into me in one quick motion.
I cry out, then bite down on River’s shoulder. I rest my hand over one of the larger bruises on his chest. He hisses in pain, but doesn’t move my hand away.
He’s big, and I feel him rub against my inner walls, but I need more.
More, more, more.
Asch stands nearby, stroking himself to erection while he watches Blaze lube up his own cock.
“How is she?” Blaze asks. He spreads my ass cheeks and presses a lubed up finger against my hole.
“Tight. Hot,” River says, tilting his head back as his grasp on my hips tightens to something that should be painful but only feels good instead. “She’ll feel even better when she has you inside of her.”
“Yeah.” Blaze inserts a finger, making me moan.
Asch slides onto the bed near River’s shoulder, kneeling up. His gaze is intent upon me now, his eyes locked onto mine. “You wanted all three of us. Go on.”
I do. I want all of them. They have to think of me. They have to want me.
They can’t want anybody else, think of anyone else.
Blaze adds a second finger, slowly pumping it in and out of me, and River’s breath hitches.
More, I think.
“What?” Asch asks. “Never done this before, River?” His smile is wicked, which is a good look on him. “Just wait until it’s his cock in there.”
River grunts. “And how many times have the two of you done something like this?”
“Enough,” Asch replies with a shrug.
They’ve done it with other women.
My vision goes hazy.
Well, never again. They’re only doing it with me from now on.
I’ll gouge their eyes out if they look at anyone else ever again.
“Do it,” I say, lifting my ass as much as I can without rising off of River’s cock entirely. “Fuck me, Blaze.”
Blaze groans and tightens his hold on my ass cheeks. “Yeah. Yeah, okay.” He takes his finger out, and a second later I feel the blunt head of his cock against my hole.
Asch grabs my hair and forces me to look his way.
“Don’t forget about me, Pandora,” Asch whispers. He rubs his cock against my cheek.
I grin. “I could never forget you, boyfriend.” I open my mouth so Asch can slide his cock in, right as Blaze thrusts inside.
Fuck.
My eyes roll up in my head, pleasure ratcheting through me.
River in my cunt, Blaze in my ass, Asch in my mouth.
Asch groans, forcing his way deeper until he’s brushing against my throat. His grasp on my hair is firm, and he holds me in place as he takes even more. “Good,” he pants. “So good, Pandora.”
River cries out as Blaze bottoms out, his entire body shuddering beneath mine. I guess it feels as good for him as it does for me, though there’s still a stretch and a burn that makes it borderline uncomfortable.
Uncomfortable is fine, though.
Pain is fine.
Pain is good.
I can handle pain. My body can light up with pain and pleasure alike. My breathing can get ragged, the air can get trapped in my lungs, and it doesn’t matter because I’m in the moment, this is everything.
There’s nothing else, there can’t be anything else, this is fine and good and perfect.
I lunge forward so I can get more of Asch down my throat, and I choke on it, I gag pathetically, and maybe that means I can’t breathe and my vision goes hazy but who fucking cares?
Asch’s breath catches on a groan, and he stays like that for several seconds until he pulls back. He’s as breathless as I am, and he relaxes his grip on my hair.
River and Blaze have begun to find a rhythm with one another, one of them fucking into me while the other withdraws, over and over, taking me in tandem. The blowjob is sloppy in comparison, while obscene noises drift through the room as the three of them take me.
I drag my nails down along River’s chest, leaving bright red lines over his bruises.
Where’s my knife?
I don’t have the coordination to find it, and the next thrust has me gagging on cock again, my mind bursting with pleasure.
More.
None of them bother to hold back their moans, and mine are stifled by Asch’s cock in my mouth, in my throat as he thrusts forward again with more ferocity than I’d have expected from him.
It fits my mood.
River reaches down, managing to get his hand between my legs so he can play with my clit. He’s breathing heavily, too, and I don’t think he’s far from coming.
Blaze gets one arm around me and thumbs my nipple insistently. “Come on, Pandora. Clench for us. Get real tight. Show us how much you want it.”
Yeah.
I want it.
I want them.
I want this—the pain, the pleasure, the oblivion.
I tighten my cunt, and River gasps and throws his head back. Blaze groans in turn, snapping his hips forward.
Asch’s thrusts stutter, and he clutches me tight as his cum spills onto my tongue. “Swallow it all down,” he murmurs, but there’s nothing soft about the order. “Take it.”
I wasn’t ready for him to be done. I’m not ready for any of them to be done.
River has slowed down so he can stroke my clit, but Blaze picks up speed as he pinches my nipple hard and twists it.
Right as Asch pulls out of my mouth, heat rushes into my ass from where Blaze came.
I let cum drip out of my mouth and moan, then lean down so I can kiss River. He tilts his head so my lips end up on his jaw instead.
“More,” I groan. “River, kiss me, kiss me.”
His lips find mine, and while he tenses, he doesn’t stop me as I lick insistently at his lips until he parts them for me. I share the taste of Asch’s cum with him, and as the seconds tick by, he relaxes into it.
Blaze slowly withdraws from my ass, and it gives River a better angle to finger my clit with. He’s barely thrusting now, and I watch as he licks his lips clean. My orgasm eludes me, just out of reach, and it’s only when Blaze leans in to kiss me that I shudder and tip over the edge.