16. River #2
We split up, Blaze taking a wider path while I follow Pandora’s trail. She has to be leading me somewhere on purpose.
I spot her familiar black zip-up hoodie a few feet ahead of me. She’s walking more carefully now, stomping her feet into the ground to leave clear marks.
I don’t know why, other than that she wants to be caught. I don’t know why she’d want to be, unless she’s that into being tackled to the ground and fucked senseless.
I almost laugh. Yeah. That probably is it .
“She’s mine,” I say fiercely before taking off after her. I’m determined to catch her before Blaze does.
Pandora looks over her shoulder and grins before she sprints on ahead again. “I thought you got lost,” she remarks with amusement.
I don’t bother answering. I’m on her within seconds, and I grab for her arm. I almost lose my balance, but I manage to wrap my fingers around it and yank her back. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I demand. “You’re not part of this game.”
Pandora presses her body against mine. “But you are,” she answers, leaning up to kiss my jaw. “What were you going to do with that poor girl? Throw her down onto the ground? Rip her shorts off? Bite her nipples?”
I grit my teeth. “It’s none of your business what I was going to do with her,” I snap. “You need to get out of here before someone else mistakes you for one of them.”
“Biting nipples?” Blaze asks, stepping out from a side path. “Is that what you’re into, Pandora? Have I been too nice to you?”
Pandora flips him off. “You’ve made it clear what kind of guy you are. Go away. I’m busy with River right now.”
I frown. She has to know that telling him to go away will only make him do the exact opposite.
Blaze gets closer to us, and I can see his sneer now. “You’re not the one in charge, Pandora. What are you even doing here?”
“Getting in the way,” I snap. “And wasting my time and yours. Come on. Let’s find someone else. If another pledge gets their hands on her, they can have her.”
Not that I think she’d go down without a fight.
Not that I really want any of them to touch her.
“Huh. Which pledge should I let catch me?” Pandora asks. She sways away from me, closer to Blaze. The movement is just subtle enough that I don’t know if it’s on purpose or not.
“You’re really asking for it,” Blaze growls, grabbing her other arm. Pandora gasps and pretends to try to get away from him.
The play-acting pisses me off.
Is this how she was with him at the greenhouse? Or that time I saw them go into the tunnels together?
I still don’t know what happened in either place, but I have a feeling it wasn’t good.
Or, hell, maybe it was. Knowing Pandora, she got exactly what she wanted. If she really wanted to hurt them, she would.
“Just let her go,” I say, disgusted.
Blaze meets my eyes and smirks. “Well, you caught her. That means you can finally touch… but I do get first dibs. If you’re a good boy, maybe I’ll let you join.”
I’m breathing hard, and I don’t think it’s from all the running.
“Have her, then,” I say, glaring at Pandora. “Since she was stupid enough to come out here and get caught.”
Which begs the question of how she knew to come out here to begin with, but that’s a story for later. I will find out, and I will fuck her up for it.
Not that it matters. She’s not going to learn her lesson from this.
“You still mad about the snake?” Pandora asks Blaze, and I see his eyes narrow.
She’s goading him, playing him like a fucking fiddle, and he doesn’t realize it.
Blaze pushes Pandora to the ground, into the soft dirt. She tries to roll away, but Blaze’s grasp on her arm is firm, and he gets his leg over her thighs so he’s straddling her.
“You really are asking for it,” Blaze mutters, leaning down so his lips are bare inches away from hers.
Pandora snaps her teeth at him. “Careful. You might be asking for me to bite you, too.”
I almost want to warn him that she’s always armed in some way, but it would serve him right if she stabbed him.
Then again, that would ruin her entire investigation.
I don’t think she’ll actually do it. I think she’s enjoying this farce entirely too much .
Pandora’s eyes flicker over to me. “If you’re not going to help me, then get out of here. I don’t need you watching.”
“You’d love it if I watched,” I retort. “But I don’t plan on watching .” My heart is racing, and I’m torn between wanting to strangle him and helping him hold her down. “Does this count even though she isn’t a Nyxie?” I ask Blaze.
Blaze grins. “Sure. She came out here.” Blaze pushes Pandora’s hoodie open to reveal her smooth stomach. He drags his nails down that unblemished skin, and Pandora gasps sharply. “Nobody can hear you out here, Pandora.”
Pandora makes a strange noise, halfway between a gasp and a laugh. “Except River.”
“Maybe I want to hear you scream,” I counter. “Or maybe I want to stifle that sound with my cock in your mouth while he fucks you.”
I shouldn’t be okay with Blaze touching her. The very idea makes something in me go berserk. But at the same time…
Watching Pandora struggle underneath us? Hearing her cry out and moan and beg? I won’t be soft and gentle with her.
I’ve given her more than enough of that. She’s been using me, making fun of me, ever since the semester started.
She’s the reason I got paddled.
She’s the reason I had to spill my secrets to a room full of men.
She’s the reason I’m here, in the woods at all, and now she’s potentially sabotaged me too.
I get on my knees next to them and pull Pandora’s hoodie and t-shirt off her. She cries out, but she doesn’t try to stop me either.
Of course she doesn’t. She’s getting off on all this. Rage and bitterness fill me, even as my cock throbs at the sight of her in her lacy black bra.
That’s not exactly outdoorsy underwear.
“Had a hot date planned tonight?” Blaze asks, running his thumb over her nipple through the bra.
“Not with you,” Pandora says, baring her teeth. “Now get off me!” She shoves Blaze’s chest, but she doesn’t push him anywhere near as hard as I know she can.
She doesn’t attempt to knee him in the groin either, even though she’d used a dirty tactic like that on me earlier.
The fact that she’s willing to let him manhandle her, but she’d fought me off so hard, has me seeing red. “Roll her over,” I demand. “She wanted to be out here and get caught, well.” I flash her a feral smile. “Let’s show her what happens to bad girls who get caught.”
“No!” Pandora cries out, but I hear the amusement in her voice.
Blaze laughs and does as I suggested. “Not a bad idea, River. You want her mouth while I take her cunt?”
“It’s the only tight part of her,” I tell him. “Even her ass is probably loose.” I stare down at her, then quickly unfasten my pants so I can push them down. “You’re gonna be into this, aren’t you? I bet you’re dripping wet right now.”
For me , not for Blaze, even though he’s the one who will get to feel it.
That’s fine. I get to fuck her pretty face instead.
“Fuck off!” Pandora struggles harder, trying to scramble away from Blaze.
He grabs her by the hips and pulls her back, but she elbows him hard this time. He huffs in pain and releases her, and Pandora crawls forward a few inches, reaching for her hoodie.
I grab her by the hair, twisting the strands until she cries out. “I don’t fucking think so,” I growl. “See how wet she is, Blaze. Let’s see how much she’s getting off on being held down and fucked.”
Blaze sneers down at her. “She hasn’t learned her place yet.
” He goes for her jeans. There’s a strange pause where he fumbles with her pocket, and I catch Pandora rolling her eyes.
Whatever Blaze is looking for, it’s not there, and he goes back to pulling her jeans down over her ass.
He gives it a quick slap, and the sound echoes into the woods around us.
“Don’t you fucking dare, Bouchard,” Pandora snarls .
Blaze bursts out laughing and looks at me. “She thinks she can order us around? Here?”
I don’t know what to make of the feeling that washes over me when he says us like I’m really a part of this.
Maybe there is something to this brotherhood bullshit.
“She’s used to being daddy’s little angel,” I say, smirking. “Getting everything she wants. Well… She wants cock, so let’s give it to her.”
“I’m going to murder you both,” Pandora says as she struggles.
I catch the way her eyes flutter and her mouth parts when I tighten my hold on her hair.
“Yeah, yeah,” Blaze says dismissively. He grips Pandora’s jaw and presses down, forcing her mouth to open wider. “If you bite River’s cock, I’m knocking out your teeth.”
“Not if I do it first,” I say. I guide the head of my cock to her lips, rubbing it against them and smearing precum across her mouth. “I fucking mean it, Pandora. One bite and I’ll make you wish you hadn’t.”
Pandora makes a soft sound, and her breath ghosts over the sensitive head of my cock. I gasp when she licks it, a small kitten lap that is over so fast I think I imagined it.
But no. That mischievous gleam in her eyes I can see even in the dim moonlight tells me she definitely did it on purpose.
“Come on, Panda,” Blaze says. “Open wide for him. If you get him off fast, maybe he won’t choke you with his cock.”
“Panda?” Pandora says, surprised. “You can’t?—”
Blaze squeezes her jaw tighter. “I can, Panda . Now fucking suck him.”
I’ve never dared call her Panda , not when her Uncle Slayer calls her that. It seems like a special nickname to them, and I’m not sure if she’s going to take out her frustrations over it on me or Blaze.
Putting my cock in her mouth feels like asking for it to be bitten off, but I do it anyway, forcing it past her lips.
I feel a hint of teeth, enough to make me worried, but she widens her mouth and starts sucking properly. Her tongue runs along the length of my cock, and she knows exactly how to provide the best pressure and stimulation.
Because she’s had a lot of practice.