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 itdoes 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.
