That's the Kind of Love I've Been Dreaming Of
Nesta/Cassian/Azriel
Word Count - 2824
Warnings - threesome, pegging, strap-ons, oral sex (m and f recieving), anal play/fingering, scratching/biting.
Author's Note - is this unnecessarily long? maybe. it's kinktober. i just let the vibes take me where they wanted.
Nesta had always found the physique of the hard warrior bodies of Illyrians fascinating. Their brute strength, powerful torsos and massive thighs had never failed to get her aching in the most feminine of places.
When she first became Fae, she had wondered if what she heard about wingspans was true, fantasizing relentlessly about her mate’s chosen brother and what his cock would feel like buried inside her.
Fortunately, that dream became a reality many decades ago. Now, she admired the two male bodies, naked and lounging in her bed, all sleek hills and valleys of defined muscle and impressive cocks. While she certainly couldn’t pick a favorite, she could indeed say that the wingspan rumors were true.
But today was the day to bring another one of Nesta’s long held fantasies to life.
“Nuan’s package arrived today,” she said as she sauntered over to the nightstand drawer, pulling it open.
Azriel perked up first, shifting up to sitting against the headboard. Cassian, laying on his back with his head resting on Az’s thigh, merely lifted his head in her direction.
Nesta pulled out the discreetly wrapped arrival, a simple black ribbon tied over its nondescript box. Laying it on the bed gently, she rubbed her fingers over the matte finish and toyed with the ribbon. Cassian now sat up, leaning closer in anticipation.
“Well, Nes. Let’s see it.” His voice sounded a bit unsure, maybe anxious. It had been agreed amongst them that Cassian would be the first to help make Nesta’s dream come true.
Slowly, Nesta opened the lid of the box to reveal the contents. The Illyrians leaned in, peering into the depths of the box at the many wonders that lay inside.
“How does it work?” Az questioned, brow furrowed as he analyzed the items.
Lifting the beautifully intricate leatherwork harness out of the box, Nesta admired its craftsmanship. Etched with gorgeous designs over every strap, glittering golden fastenings and every thought of comfort.
“I wear this,” she started as she bent to slip her legs into the harness and then pulled it up over her panties. “And then I can attach the other pieces here,” she pointed to the metal ring fastened to the front, set right above her clothed sex.
Cassian reached into the box and rifled through the remaining loot.
“Gods, Nes. How many pieces did you get?” He held up a particularly odd shaped attachment, seven orbs stacked together smallest to largest made of a flexible rubber material. “This looks like a damned Pegasus horn!”
“We can work our way up to that one,” she said as she placed the piece back in the box. “Besides,” she smirked. “Who said they were all for you?”
Az snickered and Cassian turned to shoot him a glaring look.
“I was thinking we start with something a little more familiar.” Nesta reached into the box and pulled out another attachment. This one resembling the same appendages hanging between her lovers’ legs, with a few minor changes.
“Wow,” Az breathed. “It's…”
“It’s huge!” Cassian said loudly.
“It’s beautiful,” Nesta smiled genuinely. She ran her finger along the bottom of the shaft, right where a few additions had been made. “These bumps here are supposed to stimulate you from inside. Kind of like when Az does that finger thing you like so much.” Cassian seemed to consider this, tilting his head and narrowing his eyes.
“And it's not really that much bigger than Az is,” she held it out at arms length appreciatively. “But I did make sure to add some girth.”
Azriel’s eyebrows rose as he too examined the faux cock held before him. His gazed flicked down to the flesh between his own legs before coming back up. “I’ll say.”
Nesta laughed. “I wanted my own. Something neither one of you could give the rest of us. That way we are each unique in our own ways.” She settled the cock back into the box right as Cassian released a heaving sigh.
“Alright Nes,” he started as he scooted to the edge of the bed. “If it makes you happy, I’m all for it.” He pulled her between his legs by the straps of the harness, hands roaming to caress her waist.
“I think I won’t be the only one who’s happy by the end of it,” she smiled. Cassian huffed a breath of amusement against her skin as his lips kissed over her stomach.
“Let’s start slow.” His thumbs hooked under the lower straps and began tugging. “Warm me up to it a little bit maybe.”
The harness lowered down her legs and she followed his lead, sliding her panties down right behind it. “I think we can manage that, can’t we Az?”
Kneeling atop the bed, Azriel made his way behind Cassian, sweeping his hair from the back of his neck with one hand and lowering his mouth to Cas’ skin. “Mhmm,” he hummed against his skin, tongue darting out in tiny licks.
Cassian leaned his head to one side, exposing the expanse of his neck further. Nesta reached up with one hand and threaded her fingers through the mussed strands, combing gently to the ends. She pressed her body further into the v of her mate’s legs, arching her back just so. Cassian’s large hands found the globes of her ass easily, squeezing gently.
“Hmm, I’m feeling a little warmer already,” Cassian smiled as he dragged his nose over Nesta’s ribs. She giggled and then sighed heavily as he found his way to her tightly perked nipple and drew it into his mouth.
She met Azriel’s gaze over the shoulder of her mate, his eyes gleaming at her with adoration. “He’ll be melting like butter in no time,” he chuckled. Sandwiching Cassian between them, he leaned forward to capture Nesta’s lips in a kiss.
They made their way onto the bed in a tangle of limbs, caressing and kissing. Cassian settled himself sitting up, wings spread against the headboard, legs splayed wide. Azriel took his cue. They had been at this so long by now that they could read each other's intentions through body alone. He tucked his wings in tight and flattened himself on his back between Cassian’s legs.
“Ladies first,” Az smirked, licking his lips. Nesta took her place, straddling his face, careful not to land a knee to the tips of his wings. The warm, wet of his mouth met her center immediately, tongue parting her open and licking long, flat stripes through her. Nesta gasped with a shiver. His nose bumped against her clit with each pass of his tongue and she began rocking gently in time with his movements.
“Let me hear you, Nes.” Cassian palmed his cock slowly in front of her, deft fingers wrapped around his turgid length. She moaned, softly at first, then louder as Az delved into her entrance and swirled his tongue.
“That sound will never get old,” he sighed, leaning his head back into the headboard as he fisted himself harder. Nesta moaned again, reaching up and palming her breasts as she arched from the pleasure.
Cassian leaned forward, cock in one hand and taking Nesta’s breast in the other. With a flick of his tongue, he lapped at her nipple before sucking it deeply into his mouth and rolling it between his teeth.
She wailed, grabbing onto his forearm for stability as Az wrapped his arms over her thighs and pulled her weight harder onto his face.
Cas released her breast with a pop. “That’s it, that’s my girl,” he crooned at her. She locked her gaze onto her mate and whined at the slippery mess she felt beneath her. Suddenly she leaned forward, Az gripping her thighs to make sure he didn’t lose his place as she wrestled Cassian’s hand from his cock and replaced it with her mouth.
“Oh, fuck.” It wasn’t the sweet kitten licks that she normally teased him with. Nesta pushed him to the back of her throat right off the bat, working her way back up with a hard pull of her mouth before sinking back down again. “Fuck, Nes. Just like that.”
Nesta moaned around him as Azriel targeted her clit with furious circles and the tip of his tongue. If her legs hadn’t been held in the vice of Azriel’s arms they would have been shaking. She grasped the base of Cassian’s shaft as she continued bobbing on his cock.
Cas panted hard, the suction of her threatening to drain him dry. His hand found its way to the back of her head, resting there as he twined his fingers through her hair and down to her scalp. He groaned as she pulled at the head of his cock, focusing her tongue on that sweet spot on the underside. “Nes. Nesta, honey. Oh, fuck,” he grunted. “Get ready.”
She felt the pulsing in her hand before the salty burst of cum hit her tongue. She swallowed it down greedily, massaging her tongue along the underside of his cock. Cassian jolted from the overstimulation and pulled her from him with a pop.
With her mouth free, Nesta moaned loudly, Az alternating between sucking hungrily at her clit and flicking it against the tip of his tongue. Cassian’s hand cradled her chin, bringing her eyes to his. “Look at me, baby,” he whispered softly to her. “I want to see your face as you cum all over his.”
Her nails dug into the flesh of Cassian’s thighs as she felt the tension building. Tighter and tighter it coiled until finally she snapped, hips attempting to buck against Az’s face, she wailed. Cassian still held her face steady, staring into the depths of her eyes with a feral gleam.
The moment her legs were released, Nesta flopped onto her side on the mattress, heart pounding and chest heaving. “I thought you were the one that needed warming up,” she sighed.
“Oh, I’m warm alright. Melting as we speak,” he laughed, gesturing towards his now flaccid cock. “But I think Az might be in danger of catching a chill.”
Nesta slid her gaze down to where Az still laid supine, scarred fingers drifting lazily over his still raging erection. “Come here Az,” she said as she grabbed at his arm closest to her. “I’ll keep you warm.”
Azriel shifted up the bed, stretching his body down behind her and snaking his arm over her waist. She grabbed at his hand, bringing it up to cup around her breast. “Warmer?,” she inquired with a smile in her voice.
“Getting there.” Az rocked his hips against her round ass and she threw her leg back over his hip.
Cassian slipped from the bed unannounced, heading toward the washroom. Az carried on, sliding his cock easily through her center, parting her open and nudging against her still sensitive clit. Nesta hummed in her throat as she pushed her ass further into him.
By the time Cassian made his way back into the bedroom, Azriel was buried deep into her glistening core. His brother’s hand kneaded roughly at his mate’s breast and his mouth nipped at her neck leaving a trail of purpling marks in his wake.
He approached the bed, admiring the sight of each thrust that split her wide on Azriel’s cock. Nesta whimpered and Azriel groaned, lost in the act of their pleasure. Cassian felt his cock stirring again as he climbed onto the bed and leaned closer to the action.
“So beautiful,” he said in wonder. He pressed his fingertips to where they were joined, feeling the glide of Az as he pummeled into her. His other thumb found Nesta’s clit and danced over it in perfect rhythm causing her to scream out.
“Go on and fill her up, Az,” he said as he now cupped Azriel’s balls. “Make a mess of her.”
Az grunted as he pushed in harder. Cas picked up the pace of his stimulation against her. Nesta cried out, leg shaking atop Azriel’s hip. Az buried his moan into Nesta’s neck as he came and she followed right behind him, trembling all over as sweat broke out over her skin. He continued rocking into her despite the overstimulation, carrying her through her orgasm until he felt the pulsing of her walls abate.
Nesta laid there gasping for air as Az’s cock softened inside her. “I expect you to be on your knees and ready when I return.” She glared at Cassian good naturedly and he laughed loudly.
“Yes ma’am,” he saluted jovially.
She slipped over the edge of the mattress, planting her feet on the floor. Walking on still trembling legs to the bathroom as Azriel’s mess ran down her thighs.
When she returned she found that Cassian followed her order like the good soldier he was. Face down, ass up, his exposed hole glistening with oil and Azriel’s fingers buried in it. She made her way to the nightstand once more, retrieving the box and donning the harness. With a few simple adjustments, her attachment was secured and she climbed up on the bed again.
“Where would you like me?” Az questioned as he pulled his digits from Cassian.
“You can be in front,” she gestured toward the head of the bed. “For moral support. Or in case gets sassy and needs something to do with his mouth.” Cassian laughed, peering over his shoulder back at her. “Me? Never.”
Nesta ignored the comment and proceeded to douse more oil over the surface of her cock. “I’ll start slow,” she said as she pressed the tip of it to his tight ring. “Tell me if it gets to be too much.”
She eased the blunt tip past the barrier of him. Cassian moaned, low and long until the first couple inches had sunk inside him. With a hiss, he clenched and Nesta stopped, holding her place and remaining still.
“It’s fine,” he reassured her shakily. “It’s just–bigger than I anticipated.” He allowed the burning sting of the stretch to settle before signalling to Nesta to continue. She eased forward again, Cassian’s cock twitching under him with every stimulating bump that slid inside. It wasn’t a wholly new experience to him, he had taken Az’s cock many times, but as Nesta had pointed out, this cock was unique. As Nesta reached the base of the shaft she paused again. Cas moaned, clenching around the wide girth of it and feeling the heavy weight shift inside him.
“You did it,” Az whispered close to his ear encouragingly, his hands massaging at Cas’s scalp through his hair.
“Gods, Nes. It’s–fantastic.” He pushed his ass back into her. “Don’t stop.”
Nesta pulled back slowly before pushing in again. She started a gentle rocking rhythm just long enough to get Cassian moaning with every thrust before pacing faster.
“Ah–fuck. Yes, that’s it,” he grunted as his hands scrabbled for Azriels’ hips kneeling in front him, pulling him closer for support. He bit down along his thigh as Nesta slammed into him particularly hard.
Nesta was fascinated by the sight of the cock sinking in and gliding out, the wide stretch of Cassian’s hole rippling over its surface.
“Erotic, isn’t it?” Az rumbled as she tore her gaze away from Cassian. She smiled a feline smile at him, thrusting into Cas with vigor.
A ragged cry rang from Cassian’s throat with the new rhythm. He buried his face into Az’s thighs, Azriel’s cock bobbing against his cheek. Turning his head, he licked along the shaft, humming his moans into the underside as he made his way to the tip. Az grasped his face gingerly, thumbs stroking along Cas’s temples before gasping at the hot contact of his mouth.
They carried on, Nesta fucking and Cassian sucking, Az moaning with his head thrown back until Cassian released him on a harsh thrust. Saliva stringing between Az’s cock and his mouth, he cried out harshly, voice breaking.
“I’m so close, Nes.” His hips began rocking of their own accord, desperate for the friction of the bed below him against his cock. “Ah–fuck. Yes. Yes.” Nesta punctuated each word with her movements.
His nails scratched long red stripes down the sides of Az’s thighs as he wailed out. “Nes. Gods. Uh-I’m going–.” And then he screamed as he came. Long white spurts of his cum splattered the bedspread below him, seemingly neverending as he trembled and shook. Az caressed his shoulders and neck soothingly until finally Nes pulled away and Cassian collapsed belly first into his own mess.
“Just like I said,” Az chuckled as he cradled Cassian’s head in his lap. “Like butter.”
Cassian huffed out a tired sound of amusement as Nesta laid next to him face to face, stroking her fingers down his cheek.
“Are you alright?,” she asked softly.
Cas smiled tiredly. “Perfect.” Leaning over, he kissed her tenderly. “Maybe we should make a few more of your dreams come true.”
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