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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 door opened without a noise, just as it had ever since you oiled the hinges for your Lady. She hated to be woken early, and much preferred the gentle touch of your hand to the squeak of a door.

You drew a bath quickly, dipping your fingers in to test the temperature. Once you'd deemed it perfect, you returned to the bedroom and grabbed her favorite dressing gown, made of silk in a fine, deep amber color. Gently, you laid a hand on your Lady's shoulder, bringing her to awareness within a few seconds. "Good morning, my Lady," you said with a curtsy once her blue-grey eyes were trained on you. "I've prepared a bath for you, when you are ready."

She threw back the covers and stood, her nakedness bringing a flush to your cheeks. You slid the dressing gown onto her arms and tied it in the front for her before backing away, hands held together behind your back. "I've told you, Y/N, call me Nesta."

You hesitated for a moment, your experience in the Forest House telling you not to listen, no matter how she insisted. Usually, giving in to demands meant punishment, their demands a trap to put you at their mercy. But this was the fourth time that your Lady had told you to call her by her name... "Very well, Nesta," you said, bowing your head in respect.

The last thing you wanted was for unsatisfactory behavior to make its way back to your High Lord.

Nesta smiled at you, her eyes warming as she did. "Will you wash and dry my hair today? I'm afraid I'm rather tired," she said, a yawn escaping her lips just as she finished speaking. You nodded and followed her into the bathing room, taking her dressing gown and helping her to step into the massive tub.

Helping her bathe was always a temptation in itself, your hands begging to linger over the sensitive, forbidden parts of her. But you'd held fast for six months, keeping your desires hidden as well as you could manage.

It didn't stop you from fantasizing about her and your High Lord during your heats, though.

Soon enough, Nesta's hair and body were washed and she stood from the tub. You dried her off at her behest, fighting to keep your touch proper. You dressed her in a chemise, tightened her corset, slipped stockings onto her elegant legs, and helped her into a petticoat before finally sliding her deep red gown onto her. She looked as lovely as ever, her golden brown hair shining in the braided crown that you had tied it into.

“Did you need me for anything else, my la- Nesta?” you asked, catching yourself just in time.

“That is all for now. Thank you, Y/N,” Nesta said, making her way to the door. “Do be present for dinner, dear.”

You nodded your head, marking the order in your mind for later.

For now, you needed to turn down your Lady’s room, then find her side once more, ready to do anything and everything to please her.

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Eris held his chin in his hand, thoroughly bored of his subjects’ constant fawning. Nothing was interesting, now that he had the mantle of Autumn.

Nothing except his wife, he should say.

And that pretty little handmaiden of hers, trailing after her nearly everywhere she went. Such a delicate little thing, and an omega to boot. He’d already considered asking Nesta if she wanted to bring an omega into their marital bed, but had refrained. Nesta’s jealousy knew no bounds, as did his own.

Speak of the devil, Eris thought to himself, eyes flicking between Nesta and you, unable to decide where to focus as you helped Nesta sit in the chair to his right.

The dinner dragged on, with his court prattling about this and that, most of which Eris couldn’t care less about. His amber eyes watched you against the wall, waiting eagerly for any order from Nesta.

So obedient.

The sight had him shifting slightly in his seat. His mind wandered to the possibilities; would you be the same in bed, or did you have a defiant streak with your alphas? Would you submit to them because you felt the same? How he longed to know what you looked like beneath your layers of clothing, to know every curve of your body, every change of your scent as you reached your climax.

He would need to bring up the idea to Nesta sooner rather than later. Preferably before your next heat, which he believed would be starting any day now.

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The days passed by, and with each that you weren’t in her arms, Nesta grew more impatient. There was only so long she could wait before having a taste of you, especially with your scent sweetened by your approaching heat.

Surely you must be feeling the need to nest by now, and yet you were tending to Nesta just as dutifully as always.

Nesta hoped that you would be in her bed - their bed - a perfect nest made on their mattress that you would gleefully invite her and Eris into. And yet…

You were as unreadable as ever, even when you dried Nesta off in the mornings. Occasionally, she thought that your hands lingered over her intimate areas, but your touch was brief enough that Nesta could have believed she was reading into things. But your scent never lied.

Each morning since you had been appointed as her lady’s maid, you smelled sweeter than any other time of day. Perhaps it was merely at bathing an alpha, but Nesta had a feeling that wasn’t the case. No, you were attracted to her.

All she needed to do was prove it. And have her husband approve of you.

Tonight, Nesta would approach you and find the truth in those pretty eyes of yours.

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Eris watched as Nesta’s eyes tracked your movements, taking in your form greedily. You were bustling about, readying the room for the night and drawing a bath for the both of them. Eris leaned in and whispered, “You want her too, don’t you?”

Nesta’s cheeks flushed at his words. “That means you want her as well.”

Eris nodded before saying, “We should capture her before her heat sets in.”

Nesta rolled her eyes at his phrasing. “We will seduce her. Tonight.”

“Together?”

“Together,” Nesta agreed, just as you came back into the bedroom.

“The bath is ready, my Lord,” you said with a curtsy, then began making your way to the door.

“Won’t you stay and wash me?” Nesta asked as innocently as she could. You turned around with scarlet cheeks, your hands wringing together. “I need my sweet omega’s help.”

You flushed further, opening and closing your mouth a few times before answering, “Usually you dismiss me-”

“And I’m not tonight,” Nesta said, enjoying the way your scent was sweetening. Nesta stood from her chair by the fire, approaching you cautiously. “Please? Your hands feel the best.”

Eris nearly scoffed, knowing just how much Nesta enjoyed his hands, heated with the fire in his blood and able to seek each sensitive spot that Nesta possessed. He held back, though, choosing to rise from his own chair and come to stand behind you. Your heart was racing, and at their proximity alone. He wondered just how far he could push you, how to get you to confess your attraction to them.

“I… I can help, my Lady,” you said nervously, your hands still playing with each other. “What do you need me to do?”

“Help me out of my dress first, dear,” she said gently. When you went to her back, Nesta nodded at Eris to go into the bathroom.

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Your heart was pounding as you untied the laces of Nesta’s dress, helping her step out of the fabric. Her petticoat came next, and then you were undoing the laces of her corset, the act feeling far more intimate than when you had put it on her this morning. Her stockings came off easily, and then she was only in a chemise, the swell of her breasts and rear catching your eyes more than ever.

You followed her into the bath like a duckling, helping her out of her chemise and into the tub without a word. Your eyes avoided your High Lord out of respect, definitely not seeing his length beneath the water or lingering on his toned chest.

Nesta was further into the tub than usual to be next to Eris, making it difficult for you to fulfill your task from outside of the tub. You bit back your sigh of mild frustration and willed your arms to stretch further, with no luck.

“Come here, Y/N,” Nesta said, motioning with a water slicked hand for you to get into the tub.

“I-” you started, losing your breath at the suggestion. “I cannot, my Lady,” you said with a shake of your head.

“Yes you can, just take off your dress and come inside,” Nesta said with a playful roll of her eyes.

“But- I-”

“Just come in the tub, love. You don’t want Nesta to be upset, do you?” Eris asked with a sly smile on his lips.

You bit your lip. That was the last thing that you wanted to do. But getting into the tub with your naked High Lord and Lady… that was a line that could not be uncrossed. Not for you, at least. “No…”

“Then do as she says.”

Your eyes met Nesta’s and she nodded, an encouraging smile sliding onto her face. Nervously you stood, untying the laces of your dress and slipping out of it, leaving you in your far less elegant undergarments. Your cheeks were flaming hot as you undid your loose corset and slid the petticoat off of you. You hesitated, wondering if you should remove your chemise as well, but thought better of it.

No need to embarrass yourself entirely in front of your rulers.

You slid into the tub, the heat of the water pleasant against your skin. Now you were able to reach Nesta, cloth and soap bar in hand. You set to washing her as you usually did, with the added torture of being in the tub with her. The heady scents of fire and steel and apples and leaves and alpha had your mind addled, barely able to focus on what you were doing. You hardly noticed when Nesta’s hands tugged your chemise off of you, throwing it to the ground with a wet thwop.

You did notice when she tugged you over her, your thighs straddling hers. “What are you doing?” you asked breathlessly, unable to help your arousal at the situation.

“Getting you more comfortable. You do want us, don’t you?” Nesta asked, two fingers under your chin keeping your eyes on hers.

“I-” your eyes flicked to Eris, more heat rising to your cheeks. You nodded slightly, and the two of them wore matching grins.

“Will you spend your heat with us, love?” Eris asked, a wet thumb running over your cheek gently. “You can make a pretty nest in our bed, and we’ll take care of you the way you deserve.”

You nodded without thinking, your approaching heat and Nesta between your thighs and Eris naked next to you making you lose all reason. Because if you were thinking properly, you wouldn’t agree to this, knowing that you could lose your entire way of life if either of them grew displeased or bored of you.

“Good. Now, finish washing Nesta,” Eris instructed, and your hands returned to their task.

For the first time, you let your hands linger on her breasts, her core, her rear, enjoying every moment of her to the fullest. Nesta had a pleased smile on her face as she rinsed the suds off. Her hands reached for the cloth and soap, then roamed over your body, doing the same as you had.

From her simple teasing of your nipples alone, you were nearly ready to combust, whining softly with each pinch and tug until she moved lower, cupping your sex in her hand. “Such a pretty little cunt,” Nesta praised, sending heat rushing through you. A finger parted your folds, finding the sensitive bud at the top and running over it experimentally. Your responding gasp had her giggling in delight.

“Alright, I think it’s time to get out,” Eris said, rising from the water and moving around the two of you to exit the tub. Your eyes caught on his member, going wide at the sight. You’d had one alpha before, and he had been nowhere near as well endowed as Eris was.

Nesta tugged you from the water with a grumble once you had rinsed the soap from your skin, toweling you down with care, and you returned the favor. She pulled you into the bedroom and onto the bed, lounging as she waited for Eris to be done with the servant at the door.

“He’ll return in a few minutes with all the nesting materials you could want, love,” Eris said, shedding the dressing gown he had slipped on to speak with the male.

“O- okay,” you said quietly, your head slightly clearer now that you weren’t straddling Nesta’s thighs. You’d never had much to build your nest, but you’d always made do. And now, someone else was being ordered about for your sake, making you feel uncomfortable. “Maybe I should go-”

“No,” Nesta whined, tugging you closer to her. “Stay with us. You’ll adjust in no time,” she insisted. You bit your lip and nodded, still uncertain of if you should truly be here, in their bed.

“You belong with us, sweet omega,” Eris said softly, pressing his lips to yours in reassurance. Nesta growled and followed suit, claiming your lips in a fierce kiss that left you breathless once more.

A knock sounded on the door and Eris stood, shrugging on his dressing gown once more to take the massive armful of fabric from the male at the door. He dumped them onto the bed, silks, wool, and cotton brushing your toes temptingly.

Your omega took the reins, and you began sorting through the pile eagerly. Almost every piece called to you, and soon your nest began to take shape - a large circle extending to the edges of the bed, large enough to fit three comfortably. After an hour, you settled into it, feeling bliss as an omega for the first time.

“Can we come in?” Nesta asked softly, standing at the foot of the bed as she had since you’d begun your nest’s construction.

You nodded eagerly. After all, they were the alphas who had made this possible.

They both climbed into your nest, careful to not ruin the edges that you had so carefully made. “It’s a beautiful nest, dear,” Nesta murmured in your ear as she pulled your back to her chest.

“The most beautiful nest I’ve ever seen,” Eris agreed, pressing a kiss over your exposed mating gland. You preened at the compliments, delighted that your alphas also approved of your nest.

You snuggled back into Nesta as your arms pulled Eris closer, delighting in the feeling of being squished between them. On each side a purr started up in their chests, sending you fully into your omega’s mindset.

This was perfect.

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The air was cold in the mountains.

You’d never been this far up before, had never dared to encroach on the great dragon’s domain. He ruled from the peak, giving blessings to your kingdom when the people followed his laws and wishes, or cursing the fields and young when he was displeased.

And you were at the peak.

Nesta was beside you, shivering in her white dress, a twin to your own that you had been shoved into before being blindfolded and hauled up the mountainside. All because you had found love together.

Two females together had been deemed unclean and a disappointment to the dragon on high so great that your village had decided to sacrifice you to the great beast himself.

In front of you was a large cave, a dim light shining from within. Surrounding the mouth of the cave were gold and jewels, with the occasional sheep and cow skeleton strewn about, a shiver going down your spine at the thought of something large enough to eat an entire animal of that size.

Hands pushed your forward and you fell to the ground, and Nesta fell with you, her grunt of pain a stab to your own heart. The sound of men sprinting down the mountain, gravel beneath their feet met your ears. The sound of cowardice.

You hauled yourself to your feet as quickly as you could, then extended a bloodied hand to Nesta, who had just pushed onto her knees. Her grateful smile made your heart flutter as you helped her to her feet. You looked over the side of the mountain that you had been dragged up and saw that the men had already made it far enough that on bare feet, and there would be no way to catch up to them before darkness fell. The mountainside was overtaken by all manner of beasts at night, far too dangerous when you had no weapon let alone shoes. And, you’d already been warned that you would be killed in the village square if you attempted to return to your homes.

Your only choice left was to stay on the mountain top and hope that the dragon wouldn’t eat you.

“This is so fucked,” Nesta groaned as she stared at the retreating mob, her middle finger extended towards them.

“I know,” you whispered. “All we did was love each other…” One of her arms wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you in closely.

“We will survive until the morning, and head to another village. Then we’ll find one of my sisters,” Nesta said, her iron will showing again. “I will not be eaten by some dragon simply because our village hates us, and I will not lose you.”

Your smile was still on your lips when they met hers, telling her without speaking that you agreed with her plan. Her lips were as soft and warm as ever, the heat she stirred in you a boon against the chill in the air.

“Should we go inside the cave? Just a little, to stay safe from the wind?” you asked, turning your head to look at the nearly dark cave. The dragon king had to be further back in the cave, if he hadn’t come to eat his offerings already, and you would no doubt hear a giant beast approaching in time to exit the cave.

“I suppose… They didn’t give us much to wear, did they?” Nesta sighed.

“Why waste the fabric?” you asked, thoroughly upset at how quickly the village you had come to love over the last five years had decided to kill you. And Nesta, she had lived there all her life! You looked at her, searching for the fire that lit her eyes, but found it barely an ember.

The pair of you approached the cave carefully, hands locked together. You wouldn’t leave Nesta behind, and knew that she would do the same with you. No noise sounded from within, though as you approached, the air slowly grew warmer. Inside the mouth of the cave, more gold, jewels and extravagant chests against the walls. The cave stretched on forever, that dim light coming from somewhere within.

Nesta led you to an area of bare rock between two large chests and tugged you down so you were sat right against her side. The air was much warmer in here, and you were almost cozy now that you were out of the wind and nestled up to Nesta. Your head fell to her shoulder and your hands found hers, playing with the long digits as you waited for the sun to finish its daily work.

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You snapped awake, head rising from Nesta’s shoulder in an instant.

Darkness had fallen, dark enough that you had trouble seeing anything outside of the cave, but your eyes were trained on the soft light emanating from further within the cave.

Which was growing stronger by the second.

You shook Nesta awake, finger to her lips to keep her silent. Her blue-gray eyes widened at the growing light, fear filling them. You were certain you looked the same.

“What is your crime?” a deep voice boomed, making you jump in surprise. Heavy footsteps sounded, the sound of scales sliding over scales joining in. The light seemed to move with the sounds, your fear increasing with each moment you stayed where you were. “What is your crime?” the voice asked again, closer this time.

You opened your mouth to answer, but Nesta clamped a hand over your mouth as she shook her head vigorously. You pulled her hand away and answered, “Love.”

“Love,” the voice said, hissing as if it were laughing. “What damage did your love do to disappoint your fellows?”

“None. They believe two women to be unclean in your eyes,” Nesta replied, giving you a shrug of her shoulders when your eyes widened at her words.

The light was bright now, and over the top of the chest to your left you could see a giant flame on the end of a massive, scaled tail. The fear in your heart increased when the head and body of the beast appeared, his giant amber eyes staring at both of you. “They are fools,” the dragon king hissed, tail flicking back and forth in his agitation. “Why did you stay in my cave?”

“It was cold out, your majesty,” you said as you ducked your head, hoping that you wouldn’t offend him.

A flash of light had your eyes squeezing shut, and when you opened them there was a man standing in front of you - a beautiful man, with those same amber eyes and auburn hair that reached his hips. He still possessed a fiery tale, though much smaller than his other form.

“Come inside, let us talk,” he said, beckoning to the pair of you with clawed hands. When you and Nesta hesitated, he sighed. “I will not harm you, I merely want to discuss something with you.”

You shared a look with Nesta, then slowly stood on shaky legs. Nesta followed suit, and then you were walking after the dragon king, the fire of his tail warming you even further. He led you to an offshoot of the cave, filled with furniture that was fit for humans. You sat next to Nesta on the couch that he gestured at, tucking yourself tightly against her side.

“My name is Eris, though you likely know me as the dragon king,” he said simply once you were settled. “I have long waited for a female to be brought here, one that is fertile. And now, there are two of you.”

“And?” Nesta asked harshly. The mention of fertility had her nearly shaking with rage, and you shaking in fear.

“I would like for you to be my queens.”

The offer shocked you enough that you went still, your head cocking to the side. Be his queens?

“To what end?” Nesta asked.

“To bear my children, and live here, safe and under my care. You will want for nothing.”

“And if we say no?” you questioned, wanting to know the answer. To know if you truly had a choice.

“I will send you on your way,” Eris said. He stepped closer. “I do hope you consider my offer seriously. I could bring you pleasure like no other male, and I would happily allow the two of you to be with each other. All I require is one heir to my throne, one hatchling.”

You met Nesta’s eyes, and saw the surety there. You nodded at her, knowing that whatever choice she made was the choice that you would make.

You wouldn’t lose her.

“We accept your offer, King Eris,” Nesta said solemnly.

“Wonderful!” Eris said with a clap of his hands. “All we must do is seal the bargain with a kiss.” The smirk he wore as he gave you that little tidbit was infuriating.

“Don’t you want to know our names first?”

Eris narrowed his eyes playfully at you. “I would have learned one way or another, wouldn’t I? But of course, what are your names, my lovely queens?”

Nesta rolled her eyes at him. “My name is Nesta, and this is Y/N.” He purred both of your names, the sound of your name from his lips sending warmth shooting through you.

“Now, the kiss,” Eris said, the flames in his amber eyes dancing when he looked at you, as if he could sense the heat he’d caused. He approached the couch and leaned down, pressing his lips to Nesta’s first, then to yours. A wave of warmth went through your body as the bargain was sealed. “I will show you to our rooms, then. There will never be another day where you sleep on the ground, my loves.”

When he began to walk away, you locked eyes with Nesta. “Are you okay with this?” you whispered.

“Of course, love. We stay together and will never be judged for our relationship. And he’s rather handsome,” Nesta giggled softly. “Come, we don’t want to keep him waiting.” She tugged you from the couch, and the two of you walked on sore feet to follow your newest partner.

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