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Nesta bent slightly in front of you, two elegant fingers coming to tilt your head up slightly. Your knees ached from kneeling. For over an hour now, you’d been waiting for her to return to her room after she had instructed you to do so. The party had been easy to slip away from, even as one of the few Illyrians in attendance, and you’d found yourself sinking to your knees in at the foot of her bed without much thought. Your wings twitched behind you now, sparks flowing in your blood at her touch.

“Good girl,” Nesta purred, her blue-grey eyes holding yours captive. “I brought a treat for you.” She stepped to the side, allowing you to see who had closed the door not a minute ago. A handsome male with fiery red hair and equally burning amber eyes approached you, one that you knew at the High Lord of Autumn - and Nesta’s husband. Fear struck you, yet despite it, your arousal grew further when you saw him and Nesta next to each other.

“So you’re my wife’s little plaything,” Eris said, amusement coloring his voice instead of the anger you had expected. “Will you be good for me too?” Your eyes slid to Nesta who nodded in approval, and you followed suit. When Eris merely quirked a brow, you had to hold back a sigh.

It was one of those nights.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl,” Eris praised, a blush rising to your cheeks. “My wife says you’re obedient, though I have my doubts. I’d like to offer you a challenge. If you win, you will be allowed to make Nesta come tonight. If you lose, you’ll be forced to sit on your knees while you watch me pleasure her.” You nearly laughed at his suggestion - as if watching your Lady be pleasured by another was some sort of punishment.

Clearly, Nesta hadn’t told him of every detail of your relationship. Watching Nesta pleasure herself while you were ordered to keep your hands behind your back was a frequent occurrence, one that you enjoyed even when you were unable to gain any pleasure yourself. All that mattered to you was Nesta and her pleasure.

You nodded your head, uncaring of what his ‘challenge’ would entail. Whatever it was, you would surely enjoy it.

“Wonderful. Now, put those pretty hands behind your back,” Eris ordered. You moved your hands from their palm up position on your knees to lace them behind your back. “Keep them there until I say otherwise.”

You watched as he freed his erection, the size of him nearly making your eyes water in anticipation. It had been years since you’d been with a male, and as such you were out of practice. Even with that knowledge, it was an effort to not rub your thighs together in search of friction. You opened your mouth without hesitation, allowing the head of his cock to push inside of your mouth. He tasted pleasant enough on your tongue, and you did your best to relax your jaw as he pushed in further. Eris set a slow pace, a gentle push back and forth to get you accustomed to his size.

Your hands ached to reach for his thighs to steady yourself, but you kept them clasped together tightly. As fun as watching Nesta be pleasured was, you wanted to taste her tonight. One of Eris’s hands slid into your hair, tugging gently when you tried to swallow more of him.

“Ah, ah, little flame,” Eris said, pulling you off of him completely. “You are here for me to use, nothing more. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir,” you said as you fought the urge to roll your eyes.

Eris gave you a burning look before sinking back into your mouth, moving more quickly this time. He bumped the back of your throat, tears filling your eyes at the feeling. You let him fuck your mouth, breathing through your nose as best you could. Arousal burned between your thighs, the blaze increasing when you saw Nesta undoing the ties of her dress from the corner of your eye.

Eris’s pace grew erratic as he neared his peak, and the length of him hit the back of your throat as he spilled himself inside of you with a moan. You gasped for air when he finally pulled out of your mouth, your hands still locked together behind your back.

“I told you she’s obedient,” Nesta said as she walked behind you, her bare skin brushing against your wings softly. You shuddered at the contact. Her hands came to rest on your shoulders, her fingers gently working into the tensed muscles between your wings.

“That you did, my love,” Eris said as he tucked himself back into his pants. He leaned over you to press a kiss to Nesta’s lips, and you were near squirming by the time he pulled away. “I think you deserve your reward now. Get on the bed for Nesta, little flame. On your back with your hands by your sides.”

You followed his orders, sighing softly when you finally got to shake out your legs for a moment. Nesta didn’t waste a moment before she was on the bed, thighs surrounding your head. You could see how aroused she was, her sex glistening as you waited for the command to start.

“What are you waiting for, kitten?” Nesta asked, and that was all the permission you needed before you were lapping at her core, delighting at the sweet taste of her. It was an effort to not lift your hands to her thighs to steady her over you, to grasp at her soft flesh that drove you insane. Each twitch of her hips had you wishing for pleasure of your own, wanting to reach your peak at the same time as she did.

You worked her just how she liked, and though you wanted to plunge a finger or two into her sex, you resisted the urge, choosing instead to move your tongue faster, suckle just a bit harder on her sensitive bud. Her moans were music to your ears, spurring you on further. When she tipped over the edge you were there, lapping up her slick and sending aftershocks of pleasure jolting through her.

Nesta moved off of you and your lips fell into a pout, already missing the warmth of her.

“My good girl,” Nesta sighed as she shimmied up the bed, careful to not touch your wings too much. “Come here.”

With a giddy smile  you pulled yourself up the bed and into her arms, your head coming to rest between her breasts. Aside from giving Nesta pleasure, this was possibly your favorite part of your relationship with her. She was always so soft and sweet in the aftermath of your coupling, and today was no exception. The only difference was the male that settled on her other side, the sight of him making your wings flutter as you kept them from covering Nesta from his view.

He might be her husband, but you were hers. She had made that clear plenty of times before, and assured you that she wouldn’t let you be taken from her.

Nesta’s soft touch over your wings brought you back to the present moment, your body sinking further into hers as she let out a quiet laugh.

“Such a needy girl, hm? Did you want another treat?” Nesta asked. You peered up at her through your lashes, wondering what she had in mind.

“Yes, please, my Lady,” you said as you nuzzled against her skin.

Her arms tugged you over her body so that you were covering her, and you gave her a questioning glance. Your question was answered when the bed shifted around you as Eris made his way to kneel behind you, his hands lifting the skirt of your dress up.

A thrill went through you at the knowledge that this night would be much longer than you thought.

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The weather was perfect today - the waves were gentle, the sun was shining, and you felt a sense of peace washing over you as you played in the surf near the shore. The water felt divine against your fur, and when you broke through the surface of the water the air kissed your cheeks with a cool breeze.

Days like this were your favorite. Your fellow selkies were further into the water, leaving you with a few peaceful minutes to play and swim on your own, and with the perfect weather, you felt calmer than you had in recent memory. You broke through the surface and turned onto your back, floating on the gentle waves.

You floated for a while, soaking in the sun’s rays until you were a commotion to your right. Your eyes drifted over to see what was happening, landing on a woman that looked panicked. She ran into the water, chasing after a small, floating something that was growing ever closer to you. You scanned the shoreline, looking for any potential threats, but found none.

The water parted easily for you as you made your way to the floating object, the woman still only a little ways into the water. The crying reached you just as you came upon the object, the sound of the sea having drowned it out before.

When you looked at the bundle, your heart leapt into your throat at the sight of a baby, just barely managing to keep afloat in the inflated circle it was placed upon. Immediately, you went underneath it and flipped onto your back, allowing the child to float on your stomach as you carefully brought it back to shore. The crying stopped as soon as you were carrying the child, and you peeked up at its rosy cheeks, and you let out a soft honk, finding the babe too cute to not react to. With those chubby cheeks, pitch black hair, and violet eyes, the baby was perhaps the cutest thing you had ever seen, only rivaled by the young of your own kind.

You floated towards the shore, meeting the woman who was now waist deep in the water.

“Oh thank the gods!” she exclaimed as she scooped the baby into her arms, looking down at you, gratitude shining in her blue-grey eyes. “Thank you, thank you,” she cried, tears streaming down her beautiful face.

You made the split second decision to shed your coat, standing before her on two legs. “You’re welcome,” you said softly, your voice cracking from disuse.

While her eyes were wide, the woman didn’t back away from you. Instead, she moved closer, placing a hand on the skin of your arm that wasn’t covered by your coat. “How can I repay you?”

You shook your head. “There is no need. I’m happy to have saved your little one.”

“Feyre!” a man shouted in the distance, his form approaching you at a rapid pace. You clutched your coat tighter to yourself, unease settling in your gut. “Feyre, why did you leave without-” his words were cut short when he saw you, eyes that matched the baby roving over you curiously.

“Rhys, this woman just saved our Nyxie,” Feyre said, passing the delicate bundle in her arms to the man. “I swear, I looked away for one second and then he was floating out-”

“He’s okay, Feyre, he’s okay,” Rhys soothed, a gentle hand on her shoulder. It was then that you looked, truly looked, at their faces, and you realized that they were the most beautiful couple you’d ever seen. It was no wonder that their child was so adorable. “Is there anything we can do for you?”

You shook your head once more. “I have everything that I need.” Want, though, that was a different story as you stared at the trio, a pang of longing going through you.

“Please, let us do something. Would you like to come for our house for a meal?” Feyre offered.

More time with them- “Yes, that would be lovely,” you said quickly, more than ready to get to know the couple better.

“Wonderful! Our home is only a short walk from here,” Feyre said with a dazzling smile. “And I believe that Nyx has had enough of an adventure for the day, if you’d like to go now.”

You glanced back to the water, spotting a few of your kind poking their head out of the water to watch your interaction with the humans. You gave them a short nod, a promise to return before nightfall. “That would be fine.”

The walk to their home was short, though on your shaking legs, it felt far longer than it truly was. It was one of the cottages you had spied from the waves, decorated cozily. You felt comfortable stepping into the building, though your coat was still wrapped close to your body.

Rhys set to making a meal while you and Feyre sat on the couch, your attentions focused on Nyx. He was such a cute baby, only a few months old. His cheeks were chubby, as well as his arms and hands. Hands that were constantly grabbing at your coat, a bright look in his eyes as he played with it.

You were so wrapped up in the three of them that you hardly noticed as night fell, too entranced to bother paying attention to the time. But once you did notice, your thoughts finally drifted back to your pack, who were likely waiting for you, fear building with each minute that you didn’t return.

“I’m so sorry,” you said, giving Nyx one last pat on the head. “I need to get back, but…” You bit your lip, unsure if you should say your next words but saying them anyways, “I would like to see you again.”

Both of them smiled wide. “We’d like that too, darling,” Rhys said, a comforting hand landing on your shoulder, the warmth of him seeping through your coat.

“How will we find you?” Feyre asked, the slightest hint of worry in her eyes.

“I’ll come to you. If that’s okay, of course.”

“That’s perfect. Come any time, love,” Feyre said, stepping forward to press her lips to your cheek. Your face was flushed as she pulled away, heart thundering in your chest.

You left then, not wanting to accidentally move to far with them before the time was right, when you knew that they want you in the same way that you want them. The entire walk back to the shore your cheeks stayed warm, and just the thought of her lips against your skin sent them flaming once more.

Soon. You would return to them soon.