Chapter 17

Isabella's pov

Asher you jerk!! I had just heard that Asher had taken a new bride. That bastard, what happened to waiting for me to return? How dare he!

Had I gone soft on him? Was it because I wasn't giving him enough sex? Yeah, it had to be that. He's a man after all and men are just bastards who love sex.

I found it hard to continue swimming so I got out of the pool. I was stark naked. I watched as the crowd gawked at my body as I came out of the water. Men and women alike.

The chlorinated water dropped down my body, passing through the crevice of my cleavages, gracing my nipples and tickling my pussy. I loved swimming naked, it made me exercise every part of my body, every part.

I waved my hair seductively, not bothering to pick up my towel as I strolled through the VVIP section, heading towards my room.

I loved the attention I received. These people all deserve to see my amazing body, after all, they might never see one like it ever again.

I entered my hotel room, lying in the bed. I fondled my breasts, pinching my nipples. I moaned, gliding my other hand down, towards my pussy. I inserted a finger in it, twisting and turning and shoving it in for a bit.

Then I brought the finger to my mouth, licking it. It was so sweet, no one could ever hope to match me. Any man that fucked me should consider themselves lucky, my pussy has no rival.

I think I was Aphrodite in my previous life, I think I'm still her even now, after all, who else was so beautiful and so good at sex? I was the goddess of sex and beauty.

I began to sift through various men in my head, looking for the one to accompany me on my escapade. There are just too many to pick from. I had a favorite, two of them actually, but I didn't want to choose between them, I wanted them both!

I moaned as I began to visualize a threesome with Damien and Asher, the two hottest men alive. The two men were qualified to be on the same level as I was.

I pictured them vividly, I've fucked both of them multiple times after all. I pictured their dicks, long and thick, they were both almost the same length.

I imagined their smell, Damien's musky smell and Asher's lovely smell, they both made me so wet. I imagined them performing for me, I imagined them kissing, myself lying in between with one dick in my mouth and the other in my pussy.

I was about to go before my phone rang. I moaned a bit, before picking the phone up. A few minutes later, I disconnected the call. I checked my messages, which I found filling me with anger.

“BASTARD!!” I screamed, smashing my phone to the wall. That bastard Asher! How dare he!! How dare he threaten to go to war for another woman other than me!!

I remembered the lady in question, with brown eyes, brown hair and pale skin. How can a bitch be so plain? She was nothing special, just like shit! And yet, that bastard!

I screamed again, scattering my room and destroying as many things as I could get my hands on. Why! Why!! I was prettier, I was smarter, I was more sexy and I was absolutely more delicious.

I'll make him pay. I make him regret the day he met that whore!

I pace around, gnashing my teeth, my chest heaving. I caught the reflection of myself in the mirror, the scowl and the teeth, I looked unsightly.

I calmed down, regaining my composure. I was a goddess, I can't let things like this affect me so. I sat in the bed, taking deep breaths. Then it hit me.

All I had to do was fuck Asher, I just had to give him an extremely pleasant fuck and everything will be back to normal. I knew Asher well, he loved me after all.

I thought for a bit, the meeting had just ended and from what I heard, in a very twisted way. Asher would be feeling down and the Asher I knew wouldn't meet his love like that. He would want to sort his mood out first.

He'll most likely go to that place. I smiled, men were too easy. I went to the bathroom to shower, washing my body well.

When I was done, I dried myself up, oiling my body and combing my hair. I picked a particular gown, it was white, silky and transparent. It would do.

I put on the gown, not wearing anything beneath it. I was going to have a fuck, it was better to be prepared. I felt myself get wet at the thought of fucking Asher again. It had been a while.

***

I arrived at the location, it was a beach we used to visit as kids. This was the only place I knew Asher could come to. He was soft after all.

I strolled in the sand for a bit and I smiled when I saw a lonely figure sitting in the sand.

It was Asher. I continued to approach him, his side profile extremely handsome as he stared off into the horizon. No doubt thinking about the past.

When I got closer to him, he noticed someone was approaching. He looked in my direction, his eyes widened a bit when he saw it was me.

He was even more handsome than before. His emerald green eyes were deeper, pulling me in with an amazing allure, his sharp jawline exuding a masculine aura. He had a lithe figure that made one marvel. He was like a Greek god, he was my Apollo.

I smirked inwardly as he gawked at me for a bit, his eyes lustful as he scanned over my body. Seems like someone missed me. I could practically hear his heart thumping as his blood boiled and his inner wolf growled. I was pretty sure he was erect.

As I got closer, I saw him scan my body again, this time without the white gown reflecting the light and blocking his vision from viewing what was underneath. I felt my nipples tingle and my pussy water at his look.

I sat beside him, making no move and not uttering a single word as we stared at the horizon together. I knew he wanted me, but I wanted him to feel the tension even more, I wanted him to get even more erect and I wanted him to want me more than anything he had ever wanted in his life.

Then, when I felt the tension reach its peak, I moved in. I grabbed his face, cupping his cheeks as I kissed him deeply. He did absolutely nothing at first, no doubt trying to pretend like he didn't want it. Then I slid my tongue in and immediately, he returned the favor.

We kissed deeply and fervently, my body yearning for him. I couldn't get enough of him. I straddled him, grinding against his dick as we moaned, he pulled up my gown, squeezing my ass and fondling it a bit before he inserted his fingers into my pussy.

I moaned with pleasure at the action, my pussy watering even more as he fingered me. It was heavenly. Asher knew how to please a woman just right.

He pulled out his dick, inserting it in me, the familiar thickness filling me up and warming my insides. I felt his dick pulse as he began to fuck me, pounding away instantly. I moaned even more.

I broke the kiss, looking him deep in the eyes I rode against the flow of his pounding, making him penetrate me even more, my brain felt clouded with lust.

I could see it in his eyes, he loved it, and he loved me. I knew no one could satisfy him the way I did, I was one of a kind. I knew this was the moment, this was the time to give the final bait,

“Come back to me,” I said, my smile as seductive as possible. I saw as his expression changed, he looked like that of a beast maddened with lust. I knew my plan had worked, he was in my palm now.

He grabbed my neck, choking me as he pounded deeper. I felt him hit my spot, my body quivering as I moaned even louder, I loved it even more.

Asher had always been on the gentler side when it came to sex, but seeing him go rough made me even hornier. It was like fucking Damien in Asher's skin and in some ways it fulfilled my deepest fantasy of fucking them both.

He pounded harder and harder, filling me up even more, his rock-hard dick pushing up my innards. Then we both climaxed. I cummed so hard, it felt unreal. It was heavenly. I hugged him, panting as I tried to catch my breath. My body was twitching from the climax.

Asher pushed me down, grabbing my mouth open and pushing his cock down my throat. I loved the way he was dominating me, it turned me on even more.

I happily obliged. I slurped on his dick, licking it clean. He got up, doing his zip and dusting his clothes. I felt a bit disappointed, I had thought there would be a second round. Although my body was still twitching from the climax, my clit was already erect, and my pussy was wet.

Asher looked down at me, confusion clouding my face as I noticed the look in his eyes, he looked disgusted, he wouldn't happen to be looking at me would he? Then he spoke,

“Henceforth, I've severed all ties between us, I don't want to see you around anymore. You being the whore you are, I'd say this fuck was as good a farewell present as any you'd ever get so you better revel in it.”

Oh, now I see. He was playing hard. He had enjoyed the sex so much but he didn't want to show it, instead, he wanted me to chase after him a bit more, giving him even more heavenly sex before he finally caved.

I don't necessarily mind though, it's just a little chase after all. He had chased so much after me, I could manage to chase after him for a bit. I decided to make my job a bit easier by teasing him a bit.

“Hmm, you can't cut me off, I'm Isabella, your first love. I'm sure you'll come running back after the new bitch you took in can't satisfy you in bed anymore.”

I giggled, my voice still sultry from the intense sex. I stood up, grabbing his loins and whispering into his ears,

“You can't do without me.”

He pushed her to the ground, a mocking smile on his face,

“Really? Okay then, if you think so. But I'll warn you now if I ever see you near my castle or anywhere near me again,... I'll kill you.”

My eyes widened, this wasn't how he was supposed to reply, this wasn't how this was supposed to go!

I had a perfect plan! I thought it worked! We had sex!! And then it dawned on me, it was all an illusion, I had failed and Asher was leaving me for good.

My world turned black.