I know it’s A Court of Silver Flames but everytime I see ACOSF I read A Court of Star Fall.

Hurricane

Finally gonna get wrecked by Dorian.

Toxic Queen Part 9

Nesta breathed, eyes flickering to the ceiling as Cassian’s tongue ran over her causing her to moan. Her legs trembling at the orgasm racking through her. He hadn’t sunk into her yet, hadn’t pleasured himself by finding an oasis inside of her. He really did want to take his time.

His eyes flickered up to her, the hazel in his eyes burning brightly at the sight of her pleasure. She breathed out, his fingernails digging into the tender flesh of her thighs.

“Cassian.” She cried out, her fingers finding his.

“Come, Sweetheart.” He commanded as it rocked through her, letting him taste the force of it as Cassian kissed her inner thigh sitting up. His eyes still full of lust, still full of want for her.

“I want you. So bad.” Cassian breathed. His mouth crashing to hers, letting her taste herself.

“Then take me, Cassian.” She commanded, her lips finding his again, wanting nothing more than him inside of her before her phone went off startling both.

Fear slammed into her as Eris’s name flashed over the screen, Cassian’s eyes flickering towards it, before looking back at her.

“A friend of yours?” He asked as Nesta’s heart hammered in her chest.

“Cassian-I can explain. Just let me take this first.”

He pulled away from her, nodding as Nesta grabbed her phone racing to his bathroom and answering the call.

“What do you want?” She asked as Eris’s cool voice flowed through the phone.

“Wondering where my beautiful fiancé is or are you with that bastard you’re fucking?”

“That’s none of your business.” Nesta snapped as Eris sighed,

“Don’t forget Nesta, you’re my little fiancé, he may be fucking you, but I’m the one who your family gave you to.”

“I don’t belong to you.” She gritted as Eris chuckled.

“Keep telling yourself that.” He retorted, hanging up the phone as Nesta threw her phone to the ground, shattering the screen of her phone.

Nesta sighed pressing her forehead to the cold mirror, not sure what she would say to Cassian. What she could say as she took a deep breath, knowing she couldn’t avoid him forever before she headed out the bathroom, her eyes flickering to where Cassian sat naked on the couch, waiting for her.

“I think we need to talk.” She started sitting on the couch opposite of him as his eyes roamed over her.

“Who’s Eris?” He asked, leaning back, exposing himself to her.

Nesta took a deep breath, waiting for her whole world to shatter, waiting for Cassian to hate her when she told him the truth.

She sat down on his loveseat, glancing over at him as his gaze on her turned intense. She ran her hand over her hair, finally speaking,

“Eris is my fiancé.” She confessed as Cassian’s eyes widened slightly.

“Your…fiancé? You’re engaged?” Cassian asked her, swearing that his words made her heart shatter.

She deserved this. Knew that she should have never gotten in this deep with him if she knew that it would inevitably end in their destruction. She needed to get everything out, even if this was the end for them.

“Yes. I’m engaged. And Eris is my fiancé. We’ve been engaged for a few months.”

“And you love him?” Cassian asked, his hazel eyes boring into hers.

“No…. I don’t love him.” Nesta answered him, realizing that it was true. She had never loved Eris. The closest thing she had felt for Eris was hatred.

“Then why marry him in the first place?” Cassian inquired. A fair question.

“Because my life is not that simple.” Nesta answered as she took in a deep breath, “My parents arranged the marriage. I had no say in it.”

Cassian walked over to her, tilting her face up so that her eyes met his, his thumb stroking her chin.

“Why?”

“Because we need this marriage with Eris to help out my family.” She confessed as Cassian sucked in a breath, kneeling before her. Taking her hands in his.

“Your family-“

“Is up to our eyeballs in debt, and mom think marrying into the Vanserra family will help our chances.”

“Why you?” He asked as Nesta searched his face, not a hint of anger on it.

“Because I have disgraced our family in the past. My mother calls it my contribution to this family.” Nesta confided in him.

“That’s bullshit.” Cassian breathed, squeezing her hands tighter.

“That’s reality.” She told him as his gaze flickered to her once more.

“Why then?” He asked suddenly.

“Why what?”

“Why did you sleep with me knowing it could risk your engagement?”

Nesta took a deep breath in knowing honesty was her only way through this.

“Because Eris had been cheating on me. Not with just one woman, but multiple, and I-I was so miserable. All he saw me was was a vessel. A woman he could control in any way he liked. I wanted to not be Nesta Archeron for the night. And I guess when I met you- “She breathed, “When I met you, you made me feel good for the first time in a long time, like sleeping with you was right and not-“

“Dirty or wrong?” He asked, she nodded.

“Does he know? About us?”

She nodded lowering her head down.

“He said he could care less about a low life bastard fucking me,” She gave a sharp laugh, it tasting bitter in her throat. “He won’t care as long as you don’t impregnate me and cause problem for his reputation.”

Cassian’s brows flew up in question at that last statement as Nesta’s cheeks flushed at what she had said,

“Not that you getting me pregnant would ever happen since we’re always safe, but you get my point.”

Cassian’s eyes scanned the length of her body, his head tilting to the side. Heat flooded his gaze.

“So, he doesn’t mind that we’re doing this?” He asked, not the question Nesta had expected out of his mouth next.

“No.” Nesta answered simply. Her heart fluttering in answer as he rose off the couch he had been sitting on and wandered over to her.

She tilted her head up, her long hair spilling over her shoulder like a fountain of golden brown. His thumb stroked her cheek, making her look up at him.

“Then let’s keep doing it.” He whispered, his mouth coming down to hers.

She tasted his kiss, the feel of his mouth more urgent than it had ever been before. He laid her body on the couch, climbing on top of her as his lips went to her neck, trailing it with his kisses.

She tipped her neck up to him, exposing her throat, giving herself completely over to him. To that feeling.

His hands squeezed her hips with his hands making her gasp at the feel of it. She needed him. Needed him more than she needed anyone else.

“Cassian.” She breathed.

“Yes, Nesta.” He hummed, nibbling on her earlobe.

“Cassian, I want-“

“Me?” He inquired as Nesta’s gaze flickered to him. Her body yearning for him.

“Yes.” She gasped out, his eyes flickering to his bed as a mischievous smile played on his lips.

“Then get on the bed, Nesta, and wait for me there.”

He instructed as Nesta’s chest heaved. She had seen this side to Cassian before, just never this intense.

Nesta took in a deep breath, getting off the couch and striding off his bed sitting on it, sinking down onto his pillows, taking in another breath as her chest rose and fell looking at him as he shook his head.

“I don’t want you there.” Cassian breathed as Nesta glanced at him puzzled.

“Where do you want me?” She asked, Cassian’s gaze wandering towards the end of the bed.

“I want you on your back and bent over my bed. “Cassian told her, his hand gliding towards his cock as she crawled to the edge of the bed, lying on her back, and bending over it, not sure what exactly they were doing and why he wanted her in this position.

“Perfect. Just the way I want you.” Cassian breathed out, his hand moving up and down his cock, giving it a gentle squeeze before walking towards his mirror, grabbing it, and placing before her, she glanced at him.

“What is that for?” She inquired as Cassian gave her a smoldering glance that was so heated that she thought she would burn underneath it.

He climbed on the bed, spreading her legs so he could nestle himself in between them, his body brushing up against hers as he leaned in to whisper.

“I want you to watch what I do to you.” Cassian rasped, placing her legs over his shoulders as he dipped his head towards her center once more, licking her where she hungered for him the most.

She moaned watching her reaction in the mirror as Cassian licked, kissed, and tasted her, making her legs tremble before he asked,

“Does his tongue make you feel like this?”

She nearly paused at the question before he dipped his tongue into her core, fucking her with his tongue as she moaned, taking his time with her, coaxing her release out until she answered,

“No.” She moaned out. “Only your tongue has made me feel like this.”

His fingers slid inside her, stretching her out as she shut her eyes making him halt in his motion. She glanced at him.

“Keep your eyes on yourself, sweetheart. I want you to see for yourself how much pleasure I bring you compared to him.”

Nesta nodded, tilting her head back as Cassian began pumping his fingers inside her once more.

“How many fingers does he use, Nes?” He asked, coaxing something out of her that she didn’t think was possible.

“One. Two if I’m lucky.” She answered as Cassian drew his finger back, before adding two more in. Stretching her to the sweetest edge of pain.

She cried out in pleasure as he plunged them in. Cassian chuckling.

“You’re taking three well, Nes. I wonder how well you can take my whole hand.”

She breathed, no one had ever even attempted it.

She nodded feeling as Cassian added four fingers, pumping into her, and stretching her out before adding all his fingers. She cried out riding his hand. Wanting nothing more than for every part of him to claim every part of her.

“Gods Nes, You’re beautiful.” Cassian breathed, slamming his lips down to hers, savoring her taste.

She moaned in his mouth, pulling him closer to her, wanting nothing more than for him to fuck her., To taste her and claim her as his own.

“Cassian.” She breathed out, pressing her forehead to his.

“Tell me.” He instructed, catching her off guard. Plunging his fingers in once more.

“Tell you what?” She asked, trying hard to concentrate on him.

“Tell me that you’re mine.” Cassian gasped out.

Her lips trembled, her legs shaking as she neared her edge. Her nails digging down the length of his chest leaving scratch marks.

“I’m yours.” She cried out. “And you’re mine.”

He growled, hoisting her legs up on his shoulder, pulling his fingers out of her center, and guiding his cock through her wetness as his eyes bored into hers, pushing his cock inside of hers, bottoming out inside of her as she let out a moan of pure pleasure.

“Look at you.” Cassian grunted, pulling out nearly to his tip, before thrusting back into her.

She cried out, head tilting to where she could see herself in the mirror.

“Look at the sight of you when I’m inside of you. Do you look like that when he’s inside of you?”

She glanced at herself. At him moving inside of her, their hips joining together as if they were one. As if he had been specially made for her and she for him.

“No.” She gasped out, quickening his pace.

“Does he touch you the way that I touch you?” He asked placing his hand on her breast.

“No.” She breathed, his mouth pressing to her neck. Leaving a trail of kisses in his wake.

She kept her eyes on the mirror, on herself. God, she loved the sight of herself when he was inside of her.

“Get on your knees.” He growled out. “I want to see your face as I take you deeper.”

She glanced at him as he pulled himself out of her before she got on her knees, sinking down further, and lifting her hips for him to take her. To plunge himself deep inside of her until the only thing she could feel was his massive cock.

He lined himself up with her, slipping his cock inside of her, so deep that she swore she nearly saw stars already.

She sobbed as he leaned into her, pressing his chest firmly to her back and asked,

“How hard do you want it, Nes?” He rasped out, biting on her neck softly. Gods, she wanted him to fuck her until she forgot who she was. Forgot all the problems that were in her world. She gasped out,

“As hard as you want it, sweetheart.”

He growled, slamming into her to the hilt as Nesta cried out at the sheer size of him. He filled her, making her feel so full, as his hand went to her hair as his other wrapped around her throat, not enough to hurt, but enough to make her legs tremble and her core clench around him.

“That’s it, Sweetheart. You feel so good on my cock.” Cassian grunted out, “Like you were personally made to take my cock for the rest of your life.”

A shiver ran down Nesta’s spine at his words. At how much she wanted that to be true. His balls slammed up against her, trying to coax her orgasm out of her, but he wouldn’t get it so soon. Not until she had her feel of him.

“I want to see myself from your point of view.” She growled out making him halt. The hand in her hair easing as Cassian pulled out of her.

She turned towards him, heat in her gaze at the man before her.

“Get on your back.” She commanded, a mischievous smile playing over her lips. His eyes roaming over her bare body.

“Ask nicely and maybe I will.” Cassian retorted.

Nesta glared down up at him, wanting nothing more than for him to lie on his back so she could show him how much he meant to her. How much more pleasure he brought her compared to Eris, but if he was going to be like that-

She let her lose hair tumble over her shoulder, widening herself further for him as she caressed herself. Fully exposing herself to him. She so desperately wanted him inside of her, but if he was going to act like that, this would be her own personal form of punishment.

She circled her clitoris, plunging a finger inside of herself as she breathed,

“This could be you between my legs, but you’re playing hard to get.”

Cassian’s hungry eyes watched her as she plunged her fingers deeper into herself, appearing as if he were barely restraining herself, but held himself together, reaching his hand out to take her hand that was inside of her.

He pulled her fingers from herself, bringing her hand to where his mouth was as he licked her fingers, tasting each and every one.

She watched, captivated at his boldness, as his heated gaze flickered to her eyes, keeping contact with her. Before pulling her last finger out of his mouth and saying,

“All you have to do is say please, sweetheart.”

Her breath hitched, her center soaking wet and begging her to just say the words, to give him over the control for a split second.

“One way or another I’m going to get that release out of you, Nes. It’s your choice whether or not you want to reach release in your own way.”

She gulped, knowing that if she didn’t say please, he would spread her legs once more. And coax it out of her with his fingers, lips, and tongue. His talented tongue.

If she didn’t say please, she wouldn’t feel the rush of his cock spurting inside of her, covering his legs with his release. And she couldn’t stand that thought.

Couldn’t stand the thought of going home to Eris without smelling like another man. A better man. One that actually satisfied her needs. She needed him as much as she needed air to breath. So she stabbed down her pride and whispered,

“Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please Cassian, let me fuck you.”

He gave her a victorious, ruthful smile as he laid on his back to where she would be able to see herself in the mirror, stroking his cock so it was at full attention again and purred,

“Then by all means Nes. Take what you want.”

She breathed out, straddling his hips and grasping on to his enormous cock before aligning him at her entrance, sinking down upon his cock and letting out a cry of relief at the feel of him before he grasped her hips and looked up at her as if she were his goddess and he was preparing to sing her a prayer as she swayed her hips, taking his cock deeper inside herself as they both moaned at the feel of it.

She leaned down, kissing his neck in short, hungry kisses. Her nipples hardening in arousal at the sight of him barely holding on to his own release. Wanting to drawl it out so they could arrive at that edge together.

He grasped onto her hips, his nails digging in hard, hard enough that Eris would for sure see the indents of them when she got home and thrusted up into her just as she had took him deeper.

She gasped at that as they kept pace with each other. Trying to bring each other closer to the edge. She was almost there. Almost ready to go into pure ecstasy when Cassian growled out.

“Stay with me tonight.”

She panted, her mind ebbing, on the verge of a debt unknown to her as he slowed his pace right when she was at the cusp of falling away with him. She cried out as he moved in slow punishing thrust, drawling this out so she would give her answer.

“Stay with me instead of going home to him. We can do this all night if you just stay.”

Her lips parted in silent plea. Her body trembling, begging her for that release they both so desperately wanted. She rode him. Rode that high as she answered,

“Yes.”

He thrusted up in her then, his release shooting up into her, as her own release shuddered around him gripping his cock until his cum ran down her thighs and he own release coated him.

She collapsed on top of him. Both their bodies sweaty and spent as his hand roamed in her hair, running through it with her fingers.

His other hand drifting down between her legs to where both their releases laid between her thighs, slipping his fingers inward and pushing his release back inside of her. Like he wanted as much of his essence inside of her as possible. The thought of it making her tighten in response.

He hovered above her, claiming her with his kiss as he looked down upon her, smiling.

“Remember this the next time he tries to fuck you sweetheart. Remember how you called yourself mine.” He reminded her as he pulled away from her and went into his bathroom leaving her laying in his bed with her center throbbing in response reminding her exactly who she belonged to.

starseternalnighttriumphant:

Rhysand be like “I know a place” and bring you to the court of nightmares to sit on his lap

Okay so I’ve seen some people point out that Feyre can just heal Emerie’s wings due to her power from the Dawn Court. Emerie’s clipped wings are treated like a disability in the book, to the point where an Illyrian refers to her (in a deragatory way) that she’s disabled. I’m trying to figure out if that would be problematic if that happens in the future. Because on one hand, I see it like Kaz’s disability from Six of Crows. It’s what makes him Kaz Brekker. And when Genya offered to heal him, he refused. A lot of disabled people really liked that scene because you can’t just heal a leg like that in real life and it’s empowering to see such a strong character with a disability. Now with Emerie, there’s a couple of differences:

• It’s not a leg but rather her wings. People don’t have wings in real life.
• Her disability wasn’t an accident but rather done purposefully. It’s a mutilation that she fought against but ultimately lost.

I think it’s cool that Emerie has a disability and yet is a badass. One of the deadliest Illyrians and yet disabled with no magic or flight. A Valkyrie. But I’m just wondering if it would be problematic for Feyre to heal her wings.