Nesta's POV
My heart pounds in my chest, my hands are clammy, making my sword slip in my palms. The sound of metal clanging and the animalistic grunts of the three men in front of me, make me clench my thighs.
"Come on Nes, in you know if you keep staring at him it's not going to make him wanna fuck you any sooner" Gwyn snickers at me as my gaze slides from Azriel's glistening pecks.
My head whips in her direction, "Fuck Gwyn! Shut the hell up, he can probably hear you!" I screech, throwing my hand over her mouth as she laughs maniacally.
Cass, Az and Rhys are across the training grounds at the house of wind, and by the mother if watching the three of them spar doesn't make my pussy clench. Yeah, I know, Rhys is Technically my brother.... By law? But there's a reason Feyre chose him out of all three, and it's definitely not his "charming" personality.
"Something interesting my mate?" Cass's voice whispers across my ear, making me shiver, and a gush of wetness slip down my thighs. I hadn't even realized he'd moved.
"Just the view" Cassian's large hands come gliding around my waist, squeezing tightly.
"Now what view may that be, Nes. If I'm over here?" His tongue glides across the tip of my ear, making my breathing pick up and my heart race.
"I was thinking about how Azriel looks like he has stronger abs then you" my voice sounded less convincing then what I would've liked, but with Cassian's tongue gliding from the tip of my ear to the bottom, and back up again, I'm having a hard time concentrating on what I was looking at.
Cassian huffed a laugh in my ear, making me shiver again. "No way sweetheart" his nickname makes my heart clench.
I turn in his grasp, looking up at this monster of a man, his jawline sharp against the sunlight while the summer breeze ruffles his dark hair. Reaching up I wrap my arms around his neck, sliding on to my tiptoes to plant my mouth against his.
Cassian's tongue enters my mouth, and I have to suppress the moan rising in my throat. His hands squeeze my hips hard enough to make me whimper as his tongue glides across the back of my teeth.
*AHEM* someone clears their throat behind us, I go to remove my hands from around Cassian's neck, but he grips my hips harder keeping me in place.
"Nesta has been excused from training" Cass's growls down into my mouth. And with one big flap of his wings, were airbourn. And I have all the freedom in the world to claim his mouth again as we soar the sky.
Azriel's POV
Nesta thinks I don't see it. The way she just so happens to be "watching the view" everytime I spar with Cass. But I see her, and I know she'd love to get me in bed just as much as she enjoys fucking Cass.
From across the training grounds I watch Cass grasp her hips as she claims his mouth, her hips pushing into his groin slightly and I have to reach down and adjust myself in my pants.
I'd be lying if I said I didn't think Nesta was beautiful, sexy and a fiend for sex. Her and Cass could barely control themselves before they were mates. And now their official mates, which just makes that feeling stronger. I'll never forget standing in the shadows as Nes climbed under the table and sucked my brother to completion at the table I eat at. The scent of her arousal and soaking wet cunt had me drooling that day.
My shadows writhe around me, begging to be released and touch her. But, I can't, not without Cass's permission. And I highly doubt....
*A few months ago*
"You know Az, Nes has the biggest crush on you." Cass said from across the room.
"I have no idea what your talking about" I answered, glaring at him.
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