Chapter 34 Pandora #3
“Yeah. Get in here,” Blaze murmurs. “She’s still clenching. She wants you so bad, Asch.”
“I do,” I agree, tilting to give Asch better access. “I want to feel you and Blaze frot against each other inside me.”
Asch nudges me forward so I’m leaning down over Blaze, then I feel his cock starting to push against my cunt. He takes his time entering me, groaning as he stretches me out even more. “It’d be so easy to get addicted to this,” he mumbles.
It’s so, so much, especially after my earlier orgasm. Maybe it’s a good thing Blaze got me off, because I don’t know if I could have handle having both of them inside of me like this without immediately coming, Blaze takes my hand and kisses it. “You ready for Asch to start moving, Panda?”
“Oh my god, you can’t fucking call me that,” I complain.
“If you stop calling me ‘Bla—’” Blaze’s words get cut off when he breaks into a loud moan.
It’s okay. I wouldn’t have been able to hear him anyway over the rushing in my ears as Asch starts pounding into me for real.
There wasn’t much of a warmup, but that’s okay, too.
“So much for keeping quiet,” River says.
I slap my hand against his chest. River takes it and lifts it up to kiss my knuckles.
More fluttering in my stomach.
Asch grips my hips as he thrusts, and alongside him, Blaze starts to move as well. Like the first time the three of us had been together, they quickly fall into a rhythm, playing off of each other.
Blaze’s pale skin is flushed beautifully red. I try to lean forward to kiss him, but the angle is bad, and I almost slip off of Asch.
“You kiss him,” I say to River. “Go on. Kiss Blaze.”
Asch’s hand on my hip tightens.
River hesitates. “You really want to see me kiss him?” he asks dubiously.
I smile. “Yeah. It’ll be hot. Don’t tell me you’ve never kissed a guy before, River.”
Blaze shakes his head. “Nah. It’s okay. Don’t need River’s lips near mine.”
“But you’d kiss Asch,” River taunts, and I don’t know when or why he got on board with the idea, but it sounds so hot. “Are you too afraid to kiss me?”
“You all suck. Fine. Come on, lay it on me.” Blaze tilts his head toward River. “Show me what Pandora sees in you.”
River rolls his eyes. “Yeah, whatever,” he says. But he leans in close, and he catches Blaze’s mouth in a kiss. It’s not some chaste peck, either; he’s kissing Blaze like he’d kiss me.
Blaze opens his mouth for it, and I can see the tongue passing between the two of them. Blaze’s hips thrust up faster.
That’s so hot. That’s really, really hot.
I lean back against Asch. “You jealous, Asch?”
Asch doesn’t speak for long enough to where I know he is. But he only shrugs. “I got my dick in Blaze’s mouth.”
“And now your dick is against his, inside me,” I say, squeezing as much as I can—which is not at all, really, because they’ve stretched me to my limit.
“Yeah,” Asch says, thrusting particularly hard.
River pulls away from Blaze with a breathless laugh. “Okay, so he can kiss,” he tells me.
“I already… I already…” I want to say more, but Blaze reaches up to stroke my nipples.
His lips are redder than before.
It’s all so hot.
I can feel the pleasure building up inside me once more.
“You already what, Pandora?” Asch asks. “Already came? Are you ready for a second? With me and Blaze stretching you wide while you watch him kiss River?”
“Yes.” I grab Asch’s hand off my hip and bring it up to my lips, wrapping my lips around two of his fingers. I suck and nibble on them, happy to have something to focus on while the rest of my body careens off to who knows where without any input from me.
All the while, Asch and Blaze fuck me in tandem.
“Come for us,” Asch whispers. “Come for us, then we’ll trade off so River can have a turn.”
He must be close, and the teasing from earlier must not have bothered him much. He speeds up his thrusts, though his fingers are gentle in my mouth.
It doesn’t take long for Blaze to cry out, his cock pulsing inside me, filling me, patching some of the ragged pieces of me.
It almost feels like there might be something sitting in the empty vacuum of my chest, pulsing in time with Blaze.
I wasn’t wrong; Asch’s orgasm comes on the heels of Blaze’s, and he lets out a choked sound of his own as my cunt clenches around them as I arch with my own climax.
“Fuck!” Asch gasps, his fingers shoving deeper into my mouth until they nearly trigger my gag reflex before he catches himself. “Fuck, Pandora, fuck.”
I’m floating too much to answer him, but I kiss the tips of his fingers as he pulls them back.
River shoves at Asch’s shoulder. “Out,” he orders. “I want to feel this for myself.”
Asch groans, but he withdraws from inside of me.
River is on me, his cock insistently replacing Asch’s as he thrusts inside of me. He lets out a low groan, starting to set a punishing pace as his cock rubs against Blaze’s softening cock inside of me.
Next to me, Asch grabs Blaze by the chin and kisses him hard.
Blaze raises his arm to place it on Asch’s head, keeping him in place as he kisses back.
I’d say I knew it, but it was kind of obvious.
“Hot,” I say as I clench for River. “All of you. My boyfriends. Mine. Perfect for me.”
So perfect.
They don’t hate me.
They saw me fall apart, they took all my pieces and glued them back together and they want me, they love—
No. I shove that thought aside.
Love is a silly word.
I urge River to go faster, even while Blaze groans and shakes his head.
“Fuck, River, get out. My cock can’t handle this,” Blaze complains.
“No,” River says as he thrusts harder into me. “You can get out if you can’t handle it. I’m not coming in three seconds, thanks.”
His words make me giggle. He knows better.
And maybe it’s a little hot to see Blaze so red and sweaty and struggling. He raises his hips, but I shift my weight to keep him down and inside me.
“You said you could handle it,” I taunt. “And you ended up coming first.”
Blaze shakes his head. “N-no. You came first.”
I giggle again, only River thrusts deeper, and my giggle turns into another moan.
Fuck, I’m so strung up, the pleasure consuming me.
Asch leans in to kiss me this time. I knew he wouldn’t leave me hanging.
River is breathing hard against the back of my neck. I can feel Blaze starting to slide out of me, and River grunts as he’s abruptly the only one inside of my cunt. I must be stretched so loose, but he doesn’t seem to mind as he keeps fucking me.
He lasts far more than three seconds, but in the end, he doesn’t take much longer than Blaze or Asch had before he’s crying out, his body going rigid as he comes. He bites down on my neck, his arm wrapping around me to keep me close to him.
I’m beyond fucked out, languid and exhausted and, honestly, happy.
I smile at Blaze and Asch.
“Hey,” I say.
Blaze smiles back at me, then says, “You’ve got something on your…”
I reach up to my face. “Huh? Where?”
Blaze reaches between my legs and rubs his hand along my cunt, then drags it up to my breasts and smears cum across them. “There.”
I laugh. “You fucking dick. Asch, come lick me clean.”
Asch quirks a brow, like he’s not sure whether I’m serious. He shrugs, though, then leans in, to lick a long line across my breasts where Blaze had smeared their cum. He pulls away with a disgusted expression. “Fuck. I forgot we used lube.”
Blaze and I both burst out laughing.
River shakes his head. “I can’t believe you just did that,” he says. He rests against me for a moment, but as his dick softens, he pulls out of me so he can flop onto the bed next to me.
“It didn’t seem like a bad idea at the time,” Asch grumbles.
I settle down against Blaze. He immediately wraps an arm around my shoulders, ignoring River’s glare.
“There’s no other woman like you,” Blaze murmurs. “Nobody else who…”
I smile and tap his nose. “I’m sure there are. My aunt, for one. Although I don’t recommend you try propositioning her. You’d get shot for sure.”
“Your aunt is fucking scary,” River mutters. “I’m not going near her either.”
Asch has to sit on the edge of the bed to join us, but he reaches out to stroke my cheek. “We don’t want another woman, anyway.”
“Nobody else,” Blaze agrees. He kisses the top of my head.
“I’d definitely stab somebody if you tried to leave, anyway,” I murmur. I raise my hand up to look at it.
The skin is clean and smooth.
“How many times do you think somebody can be cut apart and stitched together again?” I ask them.
Asch studies me. “I’d rather not find out from experience, thanks,” he says dryly.
“Yeah. My one single time receiving surgery was enough,” Blaze agrees.
River is quiet, probably thinking about his finger.
They thought I was talking about them.
“I mean Samantha,” I say. “She’s been torn apart. But we stitched and stitched and now she’s almost a person again, maybe. Unless we missed a few pieces, like her heart.”
Asch exchanges a look with Blaze. “I don’t think she’s going to be whole for a while,” he says. “Stitched together or not, there will be scars.” He pauses, then adds, “I just hope she didn’t hear all of this.”
“Nah,” River says. “I can’t ever hear anything through the walls.”
I lower my hand.
Samantha will never be whole again.
What does that mean for me? I look fine, but I can see how wrong I am, in those moments when my vision goes strange and the feelings get so strong.
It’s not something I should think about right now, when I have all three of my men at my side.
“I still think Blaze and Asch owe me a body part.” I turn to kiss Blaze’s chest. “You can have another round of surgery. Give me that rib, Blaze.”
Blaze groans and shakes his head. “No. Take Asch’s.”
“That would be a no,” Asch replies. He gets up, heading into the bathroom, and I hear water running.
“Pussies,” River says.
Asch returns with a few damp washcloths, and he hands one to Blaze and one to River. The other, he offers to me. “Here,” he says. “We may as well clean up at least a little.”
“Boring,” I complain, but I smile too. “Fine. Think of something else you can give me. Something permanent.”
They clean themselves, and me, off, and I drift for a while, content.
“I have an idea,” Blaze says quietly. “For Samantha. For… the future.”
I’m instantly awake again. “An idea?”
“Yeah. But it’s going to be… um, dangerous.” Blaze sighs loudly. “I’m not sure it’ll work. But if we want to save the other women, and find out who killed Rachel, and potentially keep Samantha from losing everything… I just need to know you’re going to be all in on this. We can’t half-ass it.”
I sit up and stare at him. “I’m not half-assing anything.”
“I’m in,” River says, his voice steady. “I have no idea how you think you’re going to pull all of this off, but I’m not going to walk away from this.”
Asch nods. “I’m all in, too,” he confirms. “But you already knew that.”
Blaze kisses me gently. “Okay. Then. Uh, rest up. The shit might hit the fan tomorrow.”
I grin. “Oh, Blaze. That fan’s been covered in it since the day you laid eyes on me.”
“She’s not wrong,” Asch mutters.
“Yeah. Guess not.” Blaze kisses me again, fiercely. “But we’re in it together now.”
We really are.
And for the first time in a long time, I think the thumping I hear in my ears might be coming from inside my chest.