Bloom and Destruction (ACOTAR - Elain + Azriel)

Chapter 6

Elain

Azriel grips my hand tightly as we ascend the stairs, as if he let go I would wander off into the abyss. I stop at the top of the steps, looking from my room to his. He tugs me toward his room and pulls me in, closing the door behind us. He wastes no time pushing me against it, his hands resting on either side of my head. He studies me for a long moment before leaning down and brushing his lips against mine. I shudder at the contact, my hands finding their way to lock around his neck and pull him closer.

    He kisses me passionately as his hands drop to my waist. I press my body harder against his while our lips move in sync. I smile as he grunts into my mouth, bucking his hips against me so hard that I collide against the door with a thud.

He pulls away, inspecting my face for any sign of discomfort. "I'm so sorry," his hands grasp my face. "Are you okay?" I nod between his hands, bringing a devilish grin to his face. "Good," he purrs, "good girl." I almost moan at the praise. "Oh, you like that?" He drops a hand to my waist as the other grips my chin tightly between his thumb and forefinger, his eyes darkening. I nod again, squeezing my thighs together. "You'll love this then," he drops to his knees and hoists my dress up to my waist with one hand and rips my undergarments off. As soon as the panties hit the floor, his mouth is on me.

I could no longer control myself as his tongue lazily drags over my bundle of nerves. "Azriel," I gasp as he wastes no time inserting a finger into me. I grab his hair and pull. He moans into me, plunging his finger deeper. I buck my hips against his face as he curls the finger and I shudder.

My eyes shoot downward as he completely detaches himself from me. He grabs my hips and carries me to his bed, throwing me down onto the comforter. He pulls off his shirt and yanks my dress off of my body. His lips collide with my neck as he reinserts his finger. My hand finds his hair again, screaming out as he bites the skin on my neck before kissing it. I melt into him as he thrusts his finger into me and licks and kisses down my body.

"Azriel," I yelp as he adds another finger. He grins, kissing and teasing right below my belly button. I shift slightly, urging him to make his way back down to my core.

"Impatient, sweet thing," he chuckles. "Whatever shall I do with you?" I whimper, making him remove his fingers. "Maybe this?" He licks downward, stopping just above where I needed it.

I whimper again, this time getting out, "Please, Azriel."

"Since you asked so nicely," he grins. I gasp, throwing my head back and moaning his name as he dives back in.

I cry out in ecstasy as my stomach tightens, "Az," I plead.

He grunts, going faster and faster. "Do it," he growls into me, sending me over the edge.

I release the ache, moaning and crying and pleading as loud as I possibly could. He gave me no time to come down from the high as he continues sucking and licking. I feel myself getting louder and louder as his groans become more and more frequent. I lift my head slightly, grinning and throwing it back as I see him touching himself.

Then a knock on the door interrupts us.

Morrigan

I know Rhys and Feyre told me not to go back to the townhouse and meet them at the house of wind tonight, but something in the wind pushed me towards the house. My feet carried me quicker and quicker as I grew closer.

This is fine. Azriel is mated, he is fully devoted to someone else, he will be fine. I nod, reassuring myself.

I gently twist the doorknob and push open the door. I close it quietly, kicking off my heels and heading for the stairs. As I approach Azriel's room, I can hear it. His grunting, her moaning, I can smell the sweat. I knock quietly and step back slightly.

"For fuck sake," I hear Azriel growls as his steps approach the door. I snap my fingers, my clothes vanishing. He swings open the door and looks at me hatefully. His gaze softens when he sees my naked form. "Mor?" He chokes on his words.

I peer over his shoulder. Elain lays on the bed naked, sprawled out while staring at the ceiling and gasping for breath. I look back to Azriel who still had his pants on. "Mind if I... join?" I look back to Elain, the words dripping off of my mouth in a seductive manor.

She props herself up on her elbows and looks at me confusedly. She opens her mouth, but Azriel beat her to it. "Yes, I fucking mind," his eyes dark and hateful again.

"Az," Elain's soft voice coos.

"I'll be right there, Princess," he calls over his shoulder before turning back to me. "You," he growls, "I will deal with you later."

As he's closing the door, I hear Elain call, "wait!" We both look at her, my mouth curving into a smile. "Maybe... maybe not this time, but next time?" She offers me an innocent look.

"Sweet Elain," I grin as Azriel snarls. "You tell me where and when and I will be there," I wink before snapping my fingers to dress myself and winnowing to the house of wind.

Azriel

Elain lays with her head on my chest, her limbs tangled into mine and my wing around her. She breathes softly, her fingers tracing the tattoos covering my chest. I wrap my arms around her tightly and move us so we're facing each other. I pull her closer to me and tuck a piece of her gorgeous blonde hair behind her ear. She smiles tiredly up at me, placing a kiss on my chin. I hum happily in reply.

We lay there for a long while, her tracing lazy lines along my chest as I twirl her hair around my fingers. Her hand slips downward, falling between us before she quickly goes back to tracing the lines.

I chuckle, giving her a light squeeze. "You can go to sleep, love," I whisper and place a kiss on her cheek.

"I don't want to," she gazes up at me.

"Oh yeah?" I smile, "and why is that?" She shrugs, placing her hand on my side, just below my rib cage. "Tell me what you're thinking, beautiful," I twirl her hair between my fingers.

"I'm not ready for this to be over," she says so quietly, I almost have to call out to the shadows to ask what she said.

I shuffle downward so I can look her in the eyes. "This is one night, we have forever, Elain," I place a hand on her cheek, running my thumb over her bottom lip.

"What of Mor?" I suck in a sharp breath. "What if... what if you're so in love with her that it breaks our bond?"

"From the moment you stepped into this house," I allow the fictional wall between us to fall. "I knew that I loved you more than I've ever loved anything else. More than the booze I drink, more than training and fight, more than I even love flying." I feel a tear slipping down my cheek. "And way more than I've ever felt about Morrigan." Elain reaches up and wipes away the stray tear, then wipes her own away.