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Azriel was riled up.
In addition to his sleepless nights - thanks to Cassian and Nesta - and the lack of information reporting back from his spies, he was already on edge.
You knew what he needed.
You found him prowling around the library, having skipped dinner. He’s been more quiet and distant than usually so you got up and left the other two to go seek him out.
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“Az?” You closed the door behind you, spotting Azriel’s sigh of relief when he’d saw it was you. He bowed his head in greeting, inviting you in.
You knew what was going to happen even before you’d left the dinner table. The primal tone in his voice when he then spoke your name confirmed it, your thighs squeezing together at the sound before he beckoned you to him, “C'mere.”
Months ago, Azriel and you had become each other’s distractions, often tangled up together a few nights a week. It was nothing more than that. He was always gone when you woke the next morning. Usually distant if you were to see him again that day. No feelings. Though secretly, you had broken that unspoken rule and as much as that had began to hurt, you couldn’t stop yourself going back to him every single time. You scolded yourself for it, continuously promising not to give in.
But tonight he needed comfort. He needed you.
Azriel’s mouth collided with yours the moment you were close enough. “Don’t wanna talk about it,” He mumbled against your lips before kissing you deeply. Desperately. You only moaned into his mouth in response. The kiss was messy, a clash of tongue and teeth. Azriel’s tongue battled yours into submission as his hand found your throat, squeezing gently and pulling a whimper from you. Gods how he loved those noises he pulled from you, never shying away from telling you so.
Azriel allowed his shadows to envelope you, pulling you into his darkness. He trusted you enough to show every side of him. And you didn’t back away in fear at any. It felt as though his shadows were clouding every part of your mind so you gave into him completely.
Stumbling impossibly closer, your hands slid behind him, reaching to stroke the inside of his wings. Azriel’s hips bucked against you as his breath hitched in his throat.
Azriel’s hand moved to tangle in the hair at the back of your neck. He pulled your head back, baring your neck to him. You looked up at Az with wide eyes, watching his parted lips and the wet string of saliva connecting you both. He dipped his head, attaching his mouth to the space below your jaw to begin a trail of slow, hot kisses that set your skin on fire.
You pulled away when you were sure he’d littered your neck in marks. Az cocked his head but you simply smiled in response before laying your palms flat on his chest and pushed. You walked Azriel back until his thighs hit the table in the room and his wings flared behind him.
Your mouth watered at the sight of his hardness confined beneath his leathers. The look Azriel gave you as your hands slid down was enough to have your panties soaked with arousal. His eyes dark with lust. Your fingers worked on undoing the strings of his pants, a triumphant hum sounding when you finally worked them open.
Shooting Azriel one last look of feigned innocence, noting how it made him growl at the back of this throat, you dropped down to your knees.
You couldn’t help but wet your lips as Azriel’s cock slapped against his stomach after you’d tugged his pants down. “You want to suck my cock, pretty girl?” Azriel ran his thumb over your parted lips, “Are you going to take me down that little throat of yours?”
“Please,” You whisper against his thumb, “Yes, please, sir.” He smirked in appreciation, slipping his thumb into your mouth. Your lips closed around his digit, sucking just like it was his cock. He retracted, tugging on your bottom lip before landing a harsh pat to your cheek muttering for you to, open up.
You do as you’re told, the corners of your mouth quirked up from the light stinging of your cheek. “Like that?” Azriel’s hand found purchase in your hair, guiding your head towards his cock. You almost whimpered when he slapped his length against the side of your face, smearing pre-cum on your skin. “Filthy little girl.”
You whine at that, wrapping your fist around the base of his cock. Squeezing, you hoped he’d give you what you wanted.
“Desperate are we?” Azriel chuckled darkly, he loved seeing you all whiny, wet and needy for him. And he could smell your arousal flooding from his teasing. Your cunt must be soaking, his cock twitched in your hand as he imagined burying his face in your wet heat. Azriel could taste you already.
A pathetic please from you brought him back and he just had to give in. You looked and felt like you were about to cry, so desperate to make the male towering over you feel good. Desperate to make him love you.
“Go on, pretty girl, suck my cock.”
Taking his bulbous tip in your mouth, your tongue swirled around his salty skin, drool already beginning to slip onto your chin. “Fuck, that’s my girl. Make a mess.” You wrap your lips around his cock, pushing your head down to take as much of him as possible. You’ll never get used to the size of his cock. He was huge. Barely halfway and your mouth was full.
You pumped what you couldn’t fit, the spit spilling from your lips let your hand slide easily. Yet you wanted him deeper. Willing your jaw to relax, you bobbed your head. You gagged as his cock hit the back of your throat causing your eyes to water. The groan rumbling from Azriel each time the muscles of your throat contracted around his length told you he enjoyed your pleasurable suffering.
Squeezing and twisting your fist around the base of Azriel’s cock, you moan around him, lost in the feeling of him in your mouth and throat. You felt him bulging there, surely an outline of him if you were to lay your hand on your neck and still, his cock didn’t fit fully.
Azriel’s fist tightened in your hair. He was close. “You can do it, little girl, come on,” He urged through a throaty sound of pleasure, fighting the urge to fuck your pretty, tear-soaked face. Your responding whimper told him you were trying. Of course you were. You were always such a good girl for him. “If your little cunt can fit my cock, sweetheart, so can your throat. We’ll make it fit.”
Determination swelled you. You bobbed your head faster, harder. You felt the drool dripping onto your chest, the feeling had you squirming. Your hands traveled around to Azriel’s ass, nails biting into his soft skin as your forced his hips forward.
You choked on a moan and your nose brushed against the dark swirls of hair at the base of Az’s cock. You swallowed around his length while looking up at him, his proud expression sending another flood of arousal over you. “That’s my fucking girl,” Azriel bit out, the light scrape of your teeth on his cock and your gagging sent him hurtling into climax.
Azriel lost it. His built up tension beginning to unwind. He trembled above you, hips rutting and fucking your throat through his orgasm. Azriel then retracted his hips, the last spurts of his release landing on your now outstretched tongue. Az almost came a second when he saw your lips curve into a smile.
You were already lightheaded when Azriel pulled you up. He didn’t care about his release still coating your mouth when he kissed you into a state of dizziness.
You hardly realised you had been spun around and bent over the table until your jaw collided with the wood. Your yelp only had Azriel tearing your clothes off faster. You didn’t care.
Nor did either of you care that you both were naked in the middle of the library. A filthy part of your mind hoped the house was enjoying the show.
Scarred hands spread you apart, baring your drenched sex to Azriel’s gaze. The first swipe of his tongue had you preening. He moaned deeply into your cunt, “So sweet,” He sighed with another firm lick through your folds, “So beautiful.”
The sight of you both must have been gorgeous.
You. Bent over the dark oak table, hands scrambling for purchase as your nails dug into the wood. Mewling and squirming from pleasure, your toes barely grazing the floor as Azriel held you up and spread open, all for him to feast. He knelt behind you, eyes closed in ecstasy as his favourite taste coated his tongue. His lips, tongue and teeth worked in unison to make you see stars, so much arousal seeping from you, it soaked Azriel’s face.
Azriel had made you cum on his tongue three times, a puddle of drool had pooled on the table by your face. Your moans have fell to whimpers, Azriel’s tongue never halting.
You felt his fingers slipping to prod at your entrance, “No,” You used all your quivering might to lift your hips away. “I want to feel it,” You panted, sensing Azriel raise to his feet, “Feel you.”
“I’ll ruin that pretty pussy, little girl,” Azriel growled, his hands were on your waist, sliding up your body, your arms. His hands wrapped around your wrists, bringing them behind your back. “You sure you want that?” Azriel kept your arms in place with one hand as his other pulled back to land a slap on your ass.
“Yes!” You push back when you feel his cock nestling against your cunt, “Use me, Azriel, please.”
“Yeah, use you?” Azriel ran the tip of his cock up and down your slit, pausing to circle your over sensitive clit, drawing out a whine. You nod, “Take it out on me. Fuck me hard, I beg, let me feel all of you please!” You heard Az mutter either a curse or a prayer under his breath, his grip tightening on your wrists before snapping his hips forward.
Whether you screamed or moaned, you weren’t sure. You were filled to the brim with Azriel’s cock after one harsh thrust. He groaned through gritted teeth, your cunt suffocatingly tight around him, it was almost difficult for him to pull out and rut into you again. But he did.
Not giving you time to adjust to his size before he found a rough and relentless pace as he fucked you. Used you. Just as you asked. A hole for him to take his tension out on. "Azriel!” You mewled, already feeling close to another release due to the over-sensitivity that made your legs shake.
“I know, pretty girl,” Azriel leaned over you, kissing up your spine as his hips slapped against your backside with each thrust, “I know.” He was throbbing inside your hot heat, feeling his own high creeping up on him. “Let go for me,” Azriel moaned, burying his face into your neck and inhaling your scent.
Your jaw dropped in a silent scream as you let go. Stars clouded your vision, your high wracking your entire body. Your already tight cunt was clenching around Azriel’s cock. The feeling made his hips stutter, his own release taking over him.
He fucked you through it and after. Continuing to thrust his still hard cock in and out of your pulsating pussy. The mix of your releases making a mess off both of you.
~~
Sometime later, you and Azriel had made it back to your bedroom. He’d taken you against the door before you both tumbled inside and onto the bed.
The pair of you were spent from countless orgasms, one after the other but still it wasn’t enough. Still you both needed more.
You’d long forgotten how to speak more than a few words, ranging from ‘I can’t, it’s too much’ to 'don’t stop, please don’t stop’
And now, the only sound leaving you were pathetic moans, passing from your mouth into Azriel’s. His lips were slanted over yours, breaths mingling together. His thrusts were sloppy, though his cock still managed to hit a sensitive spot inside you with each one. Your legs were tight around his waist, just as his arms were around your body, holding you to his sweat slicked chest.
You were lost in each other. Nothing else in the whole of Prythian mattered at this moment. Azriel’s beautiful eyes bore into yours and you couldn’t help your mind wandering. Imagining yourself able being able to stare into them every day.
You weren’t sure if it was the overwhelming amount of pleasure you were enduring or just plain stupidity. But you couldn’t help your feelings slipping past, the words slipping past. “I love you,” You whispered those three words against his lips, there was no way he couldn’t have heard. Tears brimmed your eyes when you realised what you’d admitted.
“And I love you.”
Had you heard him correctly? Azriel had spoken so fast, you almost missed it. You let out a quiet sob into his mouth as a tear slipped down your cheek. Did he really love you? Or did he say it to save you from embarrassment?
He must’ve meant it. From the way he finally kissed you. Filled with so much desire and longing, almost as if he was saying 'i love you’ again. Please. Please Azriel. Say you mean it.
His next thrust sent you spiraling into another high. The orgasm having snuck up on you and sent all the thoughts in your head flying away.
You didn’t know when Azriel stopped fucking you. You couldn’t remember how many times either of you had fallen over that sweet torturing edge. The both of you had been trembling in each other’s arms, passing out from the amount of pleasure coursing through your veins.
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“I love you.”
Your body ached. A pleasurable one but an ache all the same. A small groan left your lips as you shifted beneath the sheets, stretching out your sore legs with a hiss.
You finally let your eyes flutter open, sunlight brightening your bedroom. The sound of steady breathing could be heard next to you and your heart swelled. He was still here. You smiled softly and inhaled his scent that filled your room.
“And I love you.”
Stifling another groan, you turned around, reaching your hand out to feel him. You were met with cold.
The cold of the empty space next to you. Azriel wasn’t there. He’d left. Just as he’d done every other time. And you’d been so delusional, you thought you’d heard him, smelled him, felt him.
You sat up. Holding the sheets to your naked, now shivering body. The marks Azriel had left already beginning to fade.
Allowing the tears to fall, you nod to yourself. Azriel did not love you. You’re a distraction for him. You had distracted him last night and now he doesn’t need you anymore. Won’t need you until next time.
Next time.
There won’t be a next time. There can’t be.