I shove my phone in my pocket without bothering with a reply, storming out of the classroom. I walk to her dorm in a haze, barely registering the people I nearly bump into along the way. Someone swears at me, but I ignore them in my single-minded determination to get to Pandora.
I need to hurt her.
I need to make all of these feelings swirling inside of me stop.
I know she’s manipulating me, like she’s manipulating Blaze and River, but even that knowledge doesn’t quiet my mind.
I head up the stairs, not bothering to wait for the elevator, and knock hard on her door when I reach it.
Pandora opens the door a few seconds later. She’s wearing a flimsy tank top and shorts, like she just got out of bed. One strap is halfway down her shoulder.
Are her lips swollen? Will I find her pussy reddened and slick with somebody else’s cum?
Pandora smiles at me. “Oh, that was fast. Hopefully you can last longer than it took you to race to my side.”
I shouldn’t have to remind myself that she’s a treacherous snake. If it wasn’t for her, everything wouldn’t be falling apart. Blaze and I wouldn’t have been fighting, and…
I never would’ve found out the truth.
I growl, then push her inside with a hard shove. I close the door behind us and lock it, grabbing her by the shoulders. “Bedroom,” I tell her. I shouldn’t even be trying to punish her this way. She’ll enjoy anything I try to do to her there.
But I don’t know what else to do.
“Presumptuous,” Pandora says as I push her toward her bedroom door. She laughs and stretches out on the mattress. “Oh no! Help! Big bad Asch is going to deflower me!”
“Shut up,” I tell her, violence threatening to overtake me as I kick off my shoes. “I’m so tired of you trying to fuck with my head, Pandora.” I unfasten my pants, somehow hard despite the rage and the pain and the remnants of the conversation with my mother ringing in my head.
Despite the knowledge that I’d been tricked for so long.
“I’m only trying to fuck with your cock right now,” Pandora counters with a wide grin. “Headfucking is kind of nasty even for me. And what would I even use? Your nose?”
I’m not in the mood to joke with her.
I want to take her apart, bit by bit, and quiet that smart mouth of hers for even a few minutes.
My eyes land on her bedside table. A large dildo is laying on it, glistening with lube—and maybe something else.
I shed my pants and underwear, prowling toward the bed even as I strip my shirt off so I can discard that, too. “You weren’t really fucking someone else,” I tell her, not understanding why I need to hear her say it. She was obviously enjoying herselfalone, and I stare down at her. “Why don’t you show me what youweredoing?”
Pandora bites her lower lip, then darts her tongue out to lick it. That simple gesture is so fucking sexy, and I hate how hot I find her. “You sure you can handle it? You aren’t going to be emasculated because the dildo is so much bigger than you?”
I huff out an ugly laugh. “No. I’m not that fucking insecure. I want to see your cunt wrecked.”
The memory of her cunt being wrecked by the bottle flashes through my mind, but I ignore it. This is a chance to replace that memory with a new one, one where she’s not being touched but anyone but me.
Pandora grins and glances down at herself. “You want to see something? You might need to take it, boyfriend.”
Blaze had hated hearing her call me her boyfriend, but I know that the truth is that she sees all three of us as herboyfriends. Despite the way she’s ripping us apart like our relationships are nothing more than tissue paper, she still wants us.
I growl and get onto the bed, crawling up it so I can snatch up the dildo. I wonder if she’s thinking about the bottle, too. I wonder if she can feel my regret, the way it’s making me hesitate to hurt her no matter how much everything in me is screaming to do just that.
“This is pretty big,” I comment as evenly as I can manage. “This’ll stretch your pretty little cunt out wide.”
“Oh, will it?” Pandora answers sarcastically. “I hadn’t noticed. I must have made a mistake while purchasing it.”
“I don’t think you made a mistake. I think it’s exactly as big as you want it to be.” I smirk at her, running my thumb along her cheek. “I bet you have bigger, too.”
“I might,” Pandora agrees. She tilts her head and licks my thumb. “I have to work up to taking two guys at once, after all.”
