16. River #3
The thought makes me irrationally angry, and I push deeper into her mouth. I need to see if she’s slutty enough to have a gag reflex left. It only pisses me off more to find out that she takes me with ease, swallowing around me until I slip fully inside.
I groan, grasping her hair more tightly as I fuck deep into her mouth. “How wet is she?” I ask Blaze, my voice harsh.
Blaze runs a hand between Pandora’s legs and grins at me. “Sopping wet. Our little Panda here is a complete slut for us.”
Pandora moans, and I don’t know if she’s protesting or agreeing, but either way the vibrations send another hot flash of pleasure through me.
I draw back enough to let her breathe, though there’s a vindictive part of me that wants to hold her there until she’s choking and begging for air.
Then I let out a harsh laugh. Why bother to hold back?
I push her back down on my cock, holding her in place. What’s a few moments of desperately attempting to breathe in comparison to a fucking finger being lost? She deserves this and more.
Pandora struggles, but I don’t care if she’s trying to breathe in earnest or putting on a show.
“Get in her,” I say to Blaze. “Fuck her cunt raw.”
Blaze laughs and slaps Pandora’s ass again. “Yeah. Looks like you’ve got good ideas.”
He unzips his jeans and gets his cock out. I can’t see it from here, and I’m lost in the sensations of Pandora’s throat fluttering around the head of my cock. But I feel it when he thrusts into her, sending Pandora forward another millimeter onto my cock.
Pandora grabs my thigh and digs her nails into it, but she doesn’t try to push me away.
I almost snarl at her that she’s a fucking whore. I don’t particularly want to lose my cock, though, and I know she’d bite down in a heartbeat if I did.
“How does she feel?” I ask Blaze, waiting until I think Pandora has to be close to desperate for breath before I pull back enough to let her gasp in air. I push back in almost immediately, then start to fuck her mouth slowly. I want to go harder, faster, but I don’t want to come immediately.
I want to enjoy this.
“For a slut, she’s got a tight cunt,” Blaze answers. He leans forward and bites down on Pandora’s shoulder, and she moans loudly again.
“Squeeze tight around him,” I order Pandora.
“I know you can do even better. Can’t you, sweetheart ?
” It’s not something I’d ordinarily call her, or anyone else, but she came so close to humiliating me tonight that I want to return the favor.
I know perfectly well she won’t like it, that she’ll find it condescending, and the only thing keeping me from saying worse is that her teeth are sharp.
Pandora drags her nails down my thigh, and I know if I weren’t still wearing jeans, I’d have felt that badly.
Blaze groans loudly and slams forward. “Fuck, how does she do that? How much of a slut is she?”
I grit my teeth. I know she sleeps around, and I can call her a slut, but I don’t like it when Blaze does it. “She’s got plenty of experience. Don’t you, Pandora?” I taunt before shoving back into her throat again. This time, she does gag around me, and I moan at the sensations.
Blaze keeps thrusting into her, making our rhythm erratic, but that makes it all hotter too. I can’t anticipate when Pandora’s throat will close around me.
I close my eyes and lose myself to the sensation, the heat and the warmth. Our moans and groans fill the cool night air.
Pandora suddenly lets out an even louder moan, and Blaze cries out .
“Fuck, she just—” Blaze slams into her harder, and I can tell he’s about to come too.
I take her faster, rougher, and my fingers dig into her scalp.
I want to feel it all, the way Blaze is thrusting into her so hard that it drives her onto me again and again, and I’m not sure who comes first of the two of us.
All I know is that Pandora is moaning like the slut Blaze keeps calling her, and it sends reverberations through my cock that send me tipping over the edge before I can stop it.
Not that I particularly want to stop it, for all that I wasn’t quite ready to let go yet.
“Hope you used a condom,” I tell him, unable to keep myself from fucking with him as I pull out with a wet, obscene sound.
“Uh…” Blaze pulls out of Pandora. “No. Did you?”
Pandora laughs and rests her head against my thigh. I look down and notice that she dripped my cum all over me. “Better hope I haven’t picked up any new STIs.”
Blaze shakes his head. “You’re one cra?—”
“Don’t you fucking dare call her that,” I snap at him.
I don’t know why I’m defending her.
She is crazy.
But no one gets to call her that, not to her face.
“Yeah. Better be careful, babe. Blaze. Blabe?” Pandora makes a contented sound and sits back onto her haunches. She looks at me with an extremely fucked out expression.
This is what she should have looked like that first time we had sex.
I stare at her, trying to catch my breath. She’s beautiful like this, and it twists something inside of me because I shouldn’t think so. I should see her for the snake she is.
“Ugh.” Blaze pulls his pants back up, then pulls his phone out. “Shit. We should probably get back. Zayden wants to know where we are.”
“Ooh, not Zayden.” Pandora crawls over to Blaze and drapes her arms over his shoulders. Apparently, she’s forgotten she’s pretending to hate him—or that he might be the reason Rachel disappeared.
Shit. I almost forgot that.
“Christ, Pandora. Don’t read over my shoulder.” Blaze hides his phone and glares at her. “Why are you here, anyway? You aren’t a Nyxie pledge.”
Pandora smiles. “Can’t a girl look out for her bestie? I had to make sure River wouldn’t end up in trouble.” She glances around. “No Asch, though. Too bad.”
I’m going to end up getting reamed out for this, I think, but I don’t particularly care. I still have her drool on my cock, reminding me of how good she can be when she wants to be. I don’t like that I had to share her with Blaze, but at the same time, double-teaming her was far from unpleasant.
The fact that she liked it doesn’t detract from the experience.
“You need to fuck off,” I tell Pandora. “Before someone else decides to give you a second load for the night.”
“Eh. This is a decent spot to bury a body, if they do try,” Pandora says.
Blaze stares at her, his eyes wide, like he isn’t sure he heard her correctly.
“I think there’s a shovel in the maintenance shed at the greenhouse,” I say, deadpan. “I could go grab it so you have it on hand.”
“Don’t be silly, River. You’d get lost at this time of night.” Pandora finally stands up and pulls her jeans up. She didn’t even bother to wipe herself clean. “Are you going to find your way back all right? I’ll help you navigate if not.”
“My phone’s got GPS, and we parked like right over there,” Blaze waves in a vague direction. “Should you be offering to help us? Where’s the screaming about how much you hate me?”
Pandora smiles as she pulls her shirt and hoodie back on. “Got bored of that. I’m way too sated right now to pretend.” She walks up to me and kisses my jaw. “See you later, River.”
“Thanks for the warning,” I tell her, my voice still dry. I grab her by the back of the neck and pull her in for a real kiss before shoving her away. “Get out of here.”
Pandora smiles at me, then blows a kiss at Blaze. “See you later! I can keep pretending you scare me if it’ll make you feel better.”
She walks off into the forest, Blaze still staring after her.
“Who the fuck is she?” Blaze asks once she’s out of sight.
I huff out a laugh. “You’ve fucked her…” How many times has he fucked her? She didn’t even seem surprised tonight. Jealousy roils within me, but I keep my voice level. “And you don’t even know who she is?” I meet his eyes. “That, my friend , is Pandora fucking Pavone.”