Chapter 28 Pandora #3
My cunt clenches around River’s cock, and he groans, arching his back and driving deeper into me as he starts to fuck into me more quickly. He chases his own climax, hand going to my hip instead of lingering on my clit, and his eyes flutter closed as he comes.
Everyone slows down.
My breaths echo in my ears.
It’s suddenly so quiet.
And with the pleasure over, with the pain gone—
I feel the stabbing in my chest again.
I lift away from River. Cum drips down my thighs.
“More,” I say, grabbing for Asch. I give his limp cock a few strokes. “Let’s go again.”
Asch catches my wrist in his hand, letting out a low laugh. “Give me like, fifteen minutes at least, Pandora,” he says, like he doesn’t understand how serious this is, how serious I am.
I push him away and turn to Blaze. “You then. Come on. My insides haven’t been shredded yet.”
Blaze’s blond hair is plastered to his sweaty forehead. “Uh. I think River did a good job with the shredding. Fuck. That was intense enough already.”
What the fuck. How is he tired already?
I press myself against River. “Sounds like they’re too weak to keep up with me. But I know you can handle another round, River. You’re so strong. You keep getting up, you keep going.”
I find his left hand and run my thumb along the stump of his pinky.
“Even I need a few minutes,” River says, shaking his head as he tries to yank his hand away.
I don’t let him, only holding more tightly onto his hand.
“What’s wrong with you three? You want me, right?” I say harshly. “Don’t tell me you’re all talk.”
“Uh, of course we want you,” Blaze says. “But we’re exhausted. River’s covered in bruises. Let’s all take a nap—”
“So you can film me while I’m passed out?” I snap.
Blaze recoils. “Uh, what? Why would we do that?”
My lips stretch so wide that it hurts. “Yes, why would you film me? Why would the three of you ever film me, naked, filthy, and share it with your friends?”
The three of them exchange uneasy looks.
“I’m… Fuck. I’m sorry, Pandora,” Asch says in a low voice. “We’d never do that to you again.”
Again.
Because they’ve already done it once.
And if they’ve done it once, they might do it again, no matter what he says.
“It’s fine,” I say with a foreign laugh. “I mean, it’s not. But we’re over it, right? River apologized. Blaze apologized. They might even have meant it.” I move off the bed.
Blaze tries to stop me, but I slap his hand away.
“Anyway, since you’re done with me, I’m going.” I reach for my boring white panties. “Have fun discussing how much of a psycho bitch I am.”
I can go back to that club. It’s a Saturday night. They’ll be packed for sure. There has to be somebody there who wants to actually wreck me.
Asch gets up, circling around me and snatching my panties out of my hand. “You aren’t going anywhere like this,” he says.
He has the fucking audacity to look concerned, like I’m someone he has to worry about.
River gets up too, and he goes to hold the rest of my clothes hostage.
I keep smiling at him. “River, you’ve already lost a finger. Are you sure you want to risk another one?”
River scowls at me, clutching my shirt more tightly in his grasp. “Let’s call for room service or something. Food would be good for everyone.”
“Yeah. Food’s a good idea.” Blaze picks up his phone. “And then we can talk—”
“We’re not talking!” I shout. “What the fuck? There’s nothing to talk about!
You all pretend to like me, then you pull that fucking bullshit, and I’m supposed to act like it’s nothing, like we’ve all forgiven each other because I threatened you a little bit?
None of you have suffered even a fraction of what I have, none of you have even tried to… to…”
Shit.
What the hell.
My eyes are getting watery.
That’s not right.
Why does this keep happening to me?
Asch steps in close to me. “Pandora…” He tries to wrap an arm around me, but I shove him away. “Tell us what you need, and we’ll make it happen. All right?”
“I need you all to be fucking gone!” I yell.
I grab the closest thing I can. It’s just one of the fucking pillows we kicked to the bottom of the bed, but I throw it at River anyway.
He catches it, which is even more infuriating.
“I don’t need any of you, I don’t want any of you, I fucking hate all of you! ”
“We know,” River says, tossing the pillow back onto the bed. “And we deserve that. But you can’t keep going like this, Pandora. You can’t. You have to talk to someone. Us, your parents, your bitch auntie… Someone. I don’t know. But you can’t do this.”
“I’m fine!” I yell. I lunge at River, but Blaze intercepts me with his arm and pulls me against his chest. “Let go of me!” I shout. I stomp down on Blaze’s foot.
He winces, but he doesn’t let go.
Needles pierce holes into my lungs.
“Pandora, you deserve to hate us,” Blaze says. “I fucking get it, okay? I wasn’t lying when I said I regret everything that happened. I shouldn’t have—”
“But you did!” I snap my head back and slam it against Blaze’s chin. He yelps and finally releases me.
I dash away, still naked.
There’s a kitchenette in this room, and I go for the drawers. There has to be a knife here somewhere.
Cut them up.
Pull out their insides.
Make them pay, really pay, for everything that happened to me.
No more of this weak bullshit.
Making Asch and Blaze fight? That’s nothing.
Humiliating River in front of his father? Old news.
I should have dragged them to the cabin with Zayden and strung them all up.
Asch is on my heels, and he grabs me before I can open the kitchen drawers. He pulls me away from them, and unlike Blaze, he’s prepared when I start to fight. “Go ahead,” he says, holding me tight against his chest. “Get it out.”
“Don’t fucking patronize me!” I growl. He keeps holding me, despite my struggles.
But we’re both still naked, and there’s one spot where guys are extra vulnerable.
I’m never above playing dirty.
I lower my arm—then grab his balls and twist hard.
Asch lets out a harsh cry of pain and lets go of me. “Fuck!” he wheezes, doubling over.
“You need to stop!” River shouts at me. “You can’t… Pandora, you’re trying to do everything on your own, and you can’t. I know you hate me, hate us, but you have to let someone help you.”
“There’s nobody!” I dash toward the door.
Fuck it. It’s not like the world hasn’t already seen me naked.
What’s one more round of cameras to catch me in the nude?
Blaze intercepts me on the way, body blocking the door. “Pandora, what’s going on, really? We had a nice date. You saw River beat up a guy—”
I laugh. “More like get beaten. Couldn’t even handle Reaper.” I lick my lips. “How big do you think Reaper’s cock is? With how tall he is, he definitely overshadows all of you.”
“That’s not going to fucking work,” River growls. “So you can stop that right now.”
“Just step aside!” I throw a punch at Blaze, but he catches it easily. “God. Why the fuck are you three still here?”
“Because we care about you, Pandora!” Blaze snaps. “Why the fuck else would we stick around? Every other person, every sane—”
I burst out laughing. “Yeah. You’d have to be crazy to want me. And since you’re not crazy, that means you’re still fucking playing me, still looking down on me! Crazy, psycho Pandora, a fucking joke to everybody!”
“You aren’t a joke to us,” Asch says, still grimacing. “If you were, we’d let you run out of here right now instead of trying to help you when you keep trying to say you don’t need it. But you do.”
No, no, no.
They have to be lying.
Nobody actually wants to be with me.
I gasp—and it’s definitely a gasp, nothing so pathetic as a sob.
“I already know you hate me! you can stop pretending now,” I growl. “I ruined your lives, remember? Burned down the fucking frat, made you look weak in front of your dad, destroyed all your things, destroyed your friendship, I keep your fucking bones as a lucky charm, River, and, and—”
“And we’re here anyway,” River mutters. “None of that even matters anymore. All that matters is you. All that’s ever mattered is you.”
The drops cling to my eyelashes as I blink.
“You hate me,” I repeat, my voice as broken as the fucking thing in my chest. “I’m… I’m…”
“You’re fucking perfect,” Blaze says as he wraps his arms around me from behind.
“Pandora, I didn’t burn bridges with my frat brothers because your cunt is that spectacular.
I mean, it is, but I’ve had plenty of pussy.
I’ve never met anyone else who understands…
who understands the visceral joy in terrorizing others.
” He lifts his head. “If you two think that’s crazy, you can fuck off right now. ”
“I’ve stuck around this long,” Asch says, exhaling slowly as he starts to straighten up. “You’re not getting rid of me that easily. Neither of you are.”
“I go where Pandora goes,” River says. “Into insanity and beyond, apparently.”
I hiccup and shake my head. “How can I trust it?” I ask. “I wanted to. You were… you were supposed to be perfect. And then it all went to shit.”
“We fucked up,” Asch says, only to let out a bitter bark of a laugh. It still sounds breathless, but maybe I didn’t get his balls as hard as I wanted to if he can still talk. “Understatement of the century. I know regret can’t take it back, but all three of us would if we could.”
Blaze rests his chin on top of my head. “It was fucking shit that we tricked you like that. I don’t even care about any of the other stuff you did, Pandora. You make me laugh. You excite me. I would rather get pulled down into hell with you than stick with any of the boring women here on campus.”
I giggle softly. “That’s mean. They’re fine. They aren’t boring.”
They probably are. But it’s still mean.
“But they also aren’t you.” Blaze loosens his hold on me and guides me closer to Asch. “Seriously, do you know how many chicks tried to get me to stop hanging out with Asch? ‘The threesomes are fun, but can we go on a date just the two of us?’”
Asch reaches out and touches my shoulder. “Neither of us are going to make you stop fucking River, either.” His eyes narrow. “Now if you try to go for Reaper, or any other guy, we will have a problem, Pandora.”
River nods, stepping in close so the three of them are surrounding me again. “The three of us will have to be enough for you.”
I blink a few times, trying to get rid of the water. “I wanted to. I tried. But I kept not going through with it.” I glance down at my hands. “They were all wrong, all the time. They weren’t you.”
“I haven’t even looked at anyone else since you,” Asch tells me, squeezing my shoulder before leaning in to kiss the skin. “Even after everything. I don’t want anyone else.”
River brushes his lips against my cheek, just shy of touching my lips. “I should hate you. So much. But I don’t. I can’t.”
I don’t know what happens.
My eyes break.
A fucking rush of water pours out, and it doesn’t make any sense at all.
But I nod, too.
“I always wanted you,” I whisper to River. “Even before we fucked that first time. I didn’t want to ruin it though. Then I did anyway.”
“I never apologized to you,” River says, tucking hair behind my ear. “For what I said that day. I’m sorry. I was going to apologize when I got home, but then… everything happened, and I never told you I’m sorry. So… I am. I never should’ve said what I did.”
I laugh through the waterfall in my eyes. “I don’t know. You gave me a finger. That’s… more extreme. All because you came too fast.”
“Uh, wait, what?” Blaze leans closer. “Is this what you were talking about during that first night at the frat? Your first time was with Pandora?”
“And I lost my finger for it,” River says, but he doesn’t sound like he hates me anymore. “It was the day we found out about…” He trails off, then kisses me full on the lips. “It’ll be okay, Pandora. We’ve got you.”
Blaze lets out a long sigh. “Okay. Are we… well, not okay. But a bit more chill? Can we all get under the covers? Standing around naked is getting kind of cold.”
I tilt my head in his direction. “You just said you wanted to be more chill, Blaze. That sounds like you should let your balls freeze some more.”
Blaze covers his mouth to stifle a laugh. “Fuck. That’s what I mean! Why are your stupid jokes so funny?”
“They’re not,” Asch says. “You just have a really horrible sense of humor.”
River shakes his head, but he also takes my hand and draws me toward the bed. “Let’s rest, Pandora. Blaze will order food for us.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Blaze goes for his phone. “And we’ll talk about… a lot of stuff later.”
Can I trust this?
Can I trust them?
My chest is thumping, like there might be something inside my hollow cavity.
“Okay,” I say quietly. “But if this is a trick… if you hurt me again… I really am going to burn down the world.”
“Never again,” River says, squeezing my hand. “So no more fires. Well. Maybe one more.”
He exchanges a look with Asch, who shakes his head.
“Later,” Asch says. “Food and rest first.”
Yeah.
That sounds good.
The thing in my chest lulls me to sleep.