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.
“So, how are things going with that girl you’re fucking?“ Azriel asked, sinking his ball into the corner pocket as Cassian grimaced at the fact that he was winning yet again.
Cassian’s grin widened at the thought of Nesta as Cassian made his move, missing the ball he was aiming for, irritation flashed through her.
"I guess your balls are the only ones that are seeing any action.” Azriel teased, his eyes flickering at how badly Cassian was losing.
“At least I’m constantly getting laid.” He shot back as Azriel grinned, hitting another ball into the corner pocket.
“Oh Cassian. Everyone knows the reason I’m not getting laid right now is because I’m not trying to.”
“Whatever. Let’s just finish the game.” Cassian growled, stepping up to make his next move before two women approached them. Cassian’s gaze flickered over to them. They weren’t bad looking, but they also were no Nesta Archeron. Not that Cassian was incapable of fucking one of them, but would they be nearly as enjoyable?
“Hello ladies, what can we do for you?” Azriel asked, his grin flashing to Cassian. He swore one of their legs shook at the flash of Azriel’s dazzling smile.
We were wondering if we could buy you two a drink?“ The bolder one asked, her dark eyes roaming over Azriel’s body in a bold gesture.
"I could go for a drink. What about you, Cas?” Azriel asked as Cassian thought about it.
Nesta wouldn’t be around tonight-She would be at her sister’s place dealing with the likes of Rhysand-but if he accepted this invitation-
He stared at the other woman, the one who was probably interested in him, her body seeming nice enough, but also seeming like she wouldn’t be into the same bedroom activities he was. Not the usual girl Cassian went for, but he also couldn’t let only Nesta warm his bed. He wasn’t the only one warming hers. Not with that fiancé of hers. Not when the only person Cassian had been dreaming about was Nesta.
“I’m in.” Cassian grinned as the woman smiled. It would definitely be an interesting night.
His lips found hers in a heated kiss, his hands traveling downward to her shirt wanting nothing more than to get rid of it. To get it off of her, and get this over with.
Cassian had learned at the bar that her name was Heather. She had seemed nice enough, and probably in another life, Cassian may have even like her, but this, why he had brought her home to his apartment, had nothing to do with wanting her. If anything he wanted her out of his life when the night was over.
Heather pulled away, breathless as Cassian leaned over pressing the button to the elevator to close it thanking God that they were the only two in the elevator.
She smiled, crossing her legs, as a smile pulled at her lips in anticipation. Cassian would be lying if he said he wasn’t looking forward to it too.
The elevator doors opened as they stepped out, Cassian taking his keys out of his pocket, ready to head down the hallway to get to his apartment as Cassian at what or rather who he saw there.
Nesta sat by his door, a bottle of wine in her hand as her gaze flickered to him before it landed on Heather. A fierce blush settling on her cheeks as she put two and two together making her stand so quickly that she almost tipped over at the movement. Shit.
“Who’s that?” Heather asked, crossing her arms over her chest. A look of disdain on her face.
“Someone who’s important to me.” Cassian answered giving her his own look of disdain. “Do you mind giving us some privacy?”
Heather scoffed, shooting a look at Nesta before saying,
“Whatever, you weren’t that hot anyway.” Heather huffed returning down the hallway, leaving him and Nesta alone.
“Nesta-” Cassian started.
“I’m sorry if I ruined your-whatever that was. I just-I didn’t know where to go.” Nesta said to Cassian as he took her in.
She wore the same outfit he had dropped her off in, goosebumps rose on her skin from the cold, her arms folding over her chest. Her eyes searched him, wondering if he would say anything.
“To be honest, you just saved me from what could have been the worst sex of my life, so I owe you one.”
Nesta scoffed adjusting her purse, and said,
“Please, she looked ten seconds from giving you the night of your life.”
“I doubt that.” Cassian stated grasping his keys and heading towards the door.
“And why is that?” She asked as he unlocked the door, throwing it open.
“Because she’s not you.” He replied, making her stand there for a few short seconds in awe.
“Are you going to stand there? Or are you going to come inside with that wine and have some fun with me?”
Her smile crept over her lips in satisfaction as she breezed past him, bottle in hand, as he followed her inside ready to keep all sorts of promises he made her that morning.
Nesta fiddled with the hem of her skirt, sitting on the couch as Cassian grasped the champagne glasses from the cabinet having a feeling that they would need the full bottle to get through the night.
She opened the bottle, filling both their glasses to the rim as he grasped the bottle, wanting nothing more than for her to look at him.
“What happened?” He asked as she glanced at him.
“What makes you think something happened?” She asked taking her glass and sipping on it.
“Because you showed up at my apartment saying you had no where to go.”
“What makes you think I just didn’t say that to get rid of your date?”
A smile crept over his face as he set down his champagne glass, glancing at her with heated eyes.
“Then I would say you’ve been very bad and I may need to punish you for it.”
Her breath hitched as he got off the couch, glancing over her like she was his to devour.
“Take off your underwear and spread those pretty legs of yours.”
She gazed upon him for so long he half expected her to tell him to fuck off, but her hands went to the hem of her dress, pushing it up to reveal the lacy fabric that was in between him and what he wanted, before she glanced up at him.
“If you want my panties off, why don’t you do it yourself?” She challenged.
Cassian tilted his head, drinking her in, a wicked smile touching his lips before grasping her ankles and tugging her gently to him, giving him a surprised yelp.
“If I have to take your panties, Nesta, you won’t have them when you leave tonight.”
Her breath hitched at that statement, but she held her resolve, flashing her teeth at him, daring him to take what he wanted.
A wicked chuckle fell from his lips as he flipped her over so she was belly first on the couch. Her marvelous ass exposed to him as he grasped those Gods damned underwear of hers and yanked them down so hard that he heard a rip from them within seconds.
Nesta grasped as Cassian rubbed his palm on her bare ass, smacking it as a surprise yelp fell from Nesta’s lips. He leaned against her, lips pressed to the shell of her ear.
“That’s one.” He whispered as Nesta breathed in and out. One word. One word of discomfort from those lips of hers and he would stop.
“One what?” She asked.
“One of three spankings I’m going to give you.” He smiled making her shiver in anticipation, baring herself to him.
He grinned, smacking her ass again.
“That was for the date.” Cassian told her as she breathed in. “Tell me why you didn’t hide when you saw us.”
“Because I wanted her to know.” Nesta breathed.
“Know what?”
“Know that you’re mine.” Nesta told her. A smile crawling over his face.
“Am I?” Cassian asked.
“What was the first one for?” She asked deflecting the question.
Cassian grinned, hovering over her body, getting closer to her ear.
“For not following directions.” He answered. “Now lift your ass up for me, Nes.”
She lifted herself up more as he smacked her ass, pressing himself closer to her, aligning her body with his so she could feel the warmth of his body and what she was doing to him underneath his clothes.
“What was that one for?” She asked, her voice low.
“For leaving my bed this morning when you were supposed to be warming it.”
Nesta loosened a breath as she answered,
“I can help warm your bed now.” She offered as he growled, putting his arms under her, lifting her up as he carried her to his bed, tossing her onto it.
She looked up at him with awaiting eyes as he pulled his bedside drawer open, pulling out a specific item that he had picked up that morning after he had dropped her off, her eyes widening at the sight of it.
“Is that a-”
Cassian nodded, turning on the vibrator, as her blue-gray eyes flickered to it.
“Brand new and just for you.”
Nesta let out a deep breath as Cassian climbed onto the bed, spreading her legs wide so she was on full display for him. Beautiful. And begging for a taste.
He pressed the vibrator to her clit causing her to gasp, throwing her head back.
“Does that feel good, Sweetheart?” He asked, turning it up higher. “Or would you rather I put it inside of you?”
She glanced up at him, spreading herself wider for him.
“I want-I want it inside of me.” She pleaded.
Cassian shivered at the heat in her voice as he ran the vibrator through her slick folds until he found her entrance slipping it inside of her, turning it higher as she gasped at the feeling of it.
“Cassian.” She cried out as he laid himself on top of her, pressing kisses to the side of her neck. licking the flesh there.
“I can’t wait to taste you.” He breathed, his lips traveling downward, pressing kisses to her chest as he moved the vibrator in and out of her, knowing that it would not feel the same as him, but loving the thought of getting her off in other ways.
Pants came from her lips as Cassian’s mouth went to her left breast. He sucked on her, feeling her pleasure in his mouth as his nails dug into her tender flesh keeping her there.
She bucked against him, her other hand going to her other breast as Cassian smiled.
A moan so loud Cassian almost thought it was a sob, rang through Nesta as he cranked the vibrator up higher almost to the highest setting it could go.
“Let’s see how much pleasure you could truly handle, Nes.” He breathed, spreading her legs further and nestling between them. His hazel eyes landing on her.
Nesta breathed trying to collect herself as Cassian pushed the toy in as far as it would go, feeling it bottom out inside of her.
His head lowered, his gaze settling upon her in pure, animalistic hunger as he took his first taste of her, causing her to cry out at the sensation.
“You taste like heaven, but I feel like it would probably taste better from the source.” Cassian growled, pulling the vibrator out of her, causing her to gasp at the loss as Cassian tasted her, moving his tongue in and out of her as his thumb circled her clit, not wanting her to lose any sensation.
Nesta’s hands plunged into his hair, pushing his tongue in deeper, curling it inside of her.
“Cassian-” She gasped out as he palmed her breast with his other hand, lifting his head to meet her eyes.
“I wanted to make up for the time we lost this morning. I’ve been ravenous for you all day.”
Nesta tilted her head back at that, her hips thrusting up, riding his face, keeping pace with his tongue.
“Then eat up.”
Cassian chuckled, her breaths getting heavy, her hands clutching his hair so hard that his scalp was becoming tender.
“Did you want to come, Nes?” He asked.
“Yes.” She breathed.
He smiled, plunging the vibrator back in her, hitting the highest setting as her eyes rolled back in her head, the cries ringing from her throat.
“I’m going to fuck you so so hard, you won’t remember any other girl before me.” She promised as he felt her orgasm pulse through her. He tasted it. Tasted her on his tongue and nothing, nothing had ever tasted as better as this.
She writhed beneath his mouth, his erection pressing so painfully hard against his pants, begging him to free it from the confides of his pants before his hands went to the buttons of his jeans, lifting himself up off the bed, and unzipping them, gazing down at her.
Nesta sat up, gazing at him with hunger in her eyes. He pressed his thumb to her lips, tracing them as she kept her gaze pinned on him.
“Are you ready to claim what’s yours Nesta?” He asked, climbing on the bed. laying down as she straddled him, her hands roaming up his chest as she breathed,
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Clouds are Shrouding us in Moments Unforgettable (Nessian Kinktober)
Cherry Pie: Part 5 - Nesta x Cassian
Nesta and Cassian have never been a couple that willingly deny themselves some action between the sheets. But when Cassian has to whip the Illyrian legions into shape for an entire week, as well as smooth out the disputes between unruly clans, Nesta and Cassian make a deal: no orgasms until they are reunited at the Spring Court to celebrate Calanmai.
But when Nesta eats some aphrodisiac-laced cherry pie whilst waiting for Cassian to arrive, the bargain they struck is immediately replaced with a base need for release. Nesta hurries to her room where she can finally be alone, but just as that orgasm begins to crest, Cassian catches her in the act.
And they had a deal, did they not?
Warnings: NSFW, Spanktober, Dom!Cassian being sexy AF, orgasm denial, Nesta high on aphrodisiac
This is part of the Cherry Pie: ACOTAR Kinktober Smut Extravaganza collection. Make sure to check out the rest of the collection and the other authors!
“It’s so beautiful,” Gwyn breathed, as she and Nesta turned to survey the sprawling estate before them. Elain and Lucien’s home sat amidst undulating slopes of green—a wide and stunning expanse of natural life that had been tamed into beauty. Up ahead, the gravel path they were standing on met a wide alabaster staircase, which climbed to a sweeping veranda framed with wisteria that hung like grapes on the vine.
so first and foremost thanks to @skychild29/@that-golden-lyre (the same dadrie in two different accounts) for beta-ing.
second thanks to all of you for support and encouragement!!
now. as i have mentioned this is my first time writing smut and i’m the girl who wrote a whole-ass nessian novel where they have three kids and no sex scene so this is like a big deal for me. so as a fair trade if you like it please let me know!!
okay enjoy!!
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The thing about Cassian, Nesta learns, is that he is the most brilliant person in the world, but sometimes he acts like an idiot. Not because he is one, but because he likes to. Enjoys driving her absolutely spare with her antics. A quiet place to regain some sense of self the House of Wind is not.
Almost everything he says to her, he says to infuriate. She’s constantly lashing out at him, and he bites right back, taunting her to decibels she’s never reached in her life before. And when it’s not to turn her mad, it’s teasing. Nesta picks up on his pattern quickly: when she is quiet and distant, when he fears she will fade into her pain and memory and drift away, he attacks. Anything to draw her out. But the teasing, the sexual inneundos and too-lingering gazes…those are when she is better. When she has enough presence of mind to focus on a book, when she comes back from a peaceful luncheon with her sisters.
It’s entirely unnerving, to learn just how clever he is. To have all of that military strategy focused on her. She feels him clock her every move, file away hesitations and stammers and hisses and quietudes to dissect. So it does not take her long to find a house of her own.
