tamlinsbedroom

[tamlinsbedroom]

*slowly makes way to the exit* 🚪 🏃‍♀️

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Pairings: Azriel x f!reader

Warnings: 18+, smut, oral (m and f receiving), rough sex, overstimulation/multiple orgasms, dom/sub dynamics, pet names (pretty girl, little girl, sweetheart), slight exhibitionism, some angst

Summary: You and Azriel are distractions for each other. Yet you can’t help but want more. You’ve long past broken the rule of no feelings.

Word count: around 2.5k

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[tamlinsbedroom]

Chapter 18: Restored Peace

Waking up in my mates arms felt like a dream. One where I thought I would wake up on that dirt floor in the cell, in that camp with Elrin and those other males. My breathing became heavy as I tried to reassure myself that I was indeed safe.

Rhysand stirred, waking to see me looking around, dazed with a gleam of fear in my eyes. Tamlin woke but a second after, his large hands clutching my wrists.

“Alanna? Hey, hey you’re okay. You’re safe.” Rhysand shushed me, stroking my cheeks tenderly until I fully woke up.

“Come back, Alanna darling.” He cooed, bringing my chin up to look him in those stunning violet and starry eyes.

“Are you alright?” He asked, Tamlin asking the same. I looked at both of them with a calm gaze as I came to my senses before throwing an arm around both of their necks, pulling them close to me. I cried in the crook of Rhysand’s neck, holding Tam’s hand tightly as he squeezed it back reassuringly. They didn’t say anything, as their actions spoke loud enough.

They let me sob for as long as I needed to until they finally took me to breakfast.

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After a large breakfast of crepes, breakfast meats, fresh bread, jam, honey, and eggs, I was satisfied. The one and a half days I spent imprisoned with nothing but old moldy bread felt like an eternity. Time was different there. It was slower. I explained everything to my mates, Lucien also in the room.

“Bastards.” Rhysand growled. “I should go back and turn the rest of them into red mist.” Tamlin snarled in agreement, a pained yet furious look on both of their faces. Lucien remained neutral, though had a face of pity as he listened to me tell the story.

“Alanna, you were the only one that went. All of the other high lord’s valuable individuals stayed with them, glamoured and shielded.” Lucien said, still in disbelief at my perceived foolishness. “You should have let us come up with a plan to keep you saf—“

“Enough. You will not lecture her.” Tamlin suddenly said, fire in his eyes as he locked his with Lucien’s russet. Lucien mumbled an apology, not speaking again for a while.

“I winnowed this gem to Amren, my second, earlier. She said that it is a rare piece, one that was here when the cauldron itself appeared. We all thought it was a mere myth. We should have known better. It’s safe now, in a place where no one else will find it and abuse it’s power.”

“How did he even find it?” I asked under my breath.

“No telling. We suspect that because he was close to Hybern, he had some sort of access to his vault.” Rhys explained, looking at Tamlin with caution.

“It doesn’t matter now.” My blonde mate interjected. “

“He must have had it tucked into his shirt. I didn’t see it until you both came.” I said, confused still about the whole ordeal.

“It’s alright, Alanna. There’s no need to focus on it any longer.” Rhys kissed my temple, hugging me into his side. I felt his hard length pressing into my flesh, beckoning me. I looked at him with a coy expression, then back to Tamlin.

Rhys caught on quickly, winnowing us upstairs. As he laid me on the bed, he paused.

“Alanna darling, I know you experienced . . . Horrors. Are you okay to even do this?” He asked concerned, tears in his eyes. I looked at Tamlin to see the same expression on his face as he stroked the back of my arm with tentative care.

“I’m okay. I promise. If I wasn’t, I’d tell you both. I trust you.”

They both nodded, their nostrils flaring at my heady, seductive scent that was now escaping from between my legs. I pushed my dress up myself, spreading my glistening, pink sex as I revealed myself to them. I could have sworn I saw Rhyand’s eyes flutter into the back of his head, and Tamlin’s cock jump.

Both of them pounced on me, one at my breasts and the other feasting on me. Rhysand looked up into my eyes as he licked across my clit, a smirk on his face.

He sucked my bundle of nerves into his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and letting his molars graze it ever so lightly. Tamlin licked and sucked at my breasts, biting at the nipples gently.

“Please—“ I began to beg, wanting, no, needing to fall apart at their hand.

“Go on. Whenever you want, princess.” Tamlin purred into my ear, pressing his pink lips into my own.

My climax came quickly, thundering through me incredibly hard, making me close my legs around Rhysand’s head. I heard him chuckle sinisterly below, licking my cream from my entrance that leaked down my thighs. I watched as it gathered on the tip of his tongue. He shuddered, moaning as he swallowed it as if it was the most delicious thing he’d ever tasted. 

Tamlin moved from my side, getting in-between my legs. He smiled at me as he stroked his length a few times, lining himself up at my core, rubbing his cock up and down my velvety folds. I twitched as the tip hit my over-sensitive bundle of nerves. Rhys chuckled, shushing me. 

“Are you sure?” Tamlin asked, concern in his voice. I nodded. “Words, Alanna.” He encouraged

“Yes. I’m sure. I know it just you. I trust you.” 

As soon as I said those sentences, he pushed past my tight ring of muscles. I inhaled sharply, both my mates looking at me with a knowing grin. Rhys softly kneaded at my breasts as Tamlin pulled out, thrusting back in and causing a lewd wet sound to fill the air. 

“Are you always this wet for us, Alanna darling?” Rhys teased, slapping my breast gently. I let out a breathy chuckle. 

“You already know the answer to that.” Tamlin lifted my legs up further, pressing me into a mating press as he pounded harder. 

“So good . . .” He commented, grunting like an animal above me. Rhysand reached to rub my swollen clit. I jolted at the contact, my innermost muscles clenching down on Tamlin’s ridiculously hard length. 

“Do that again . . .” He groaned. Rhys flicked my clit again. “Fuck--she squeezes so tightly.” 

Suddenly, Rhys got up. “Move. I need to feel.” He ushered Tamlin out of the way. I pouted as I felt his cock leave me, eager to be filled once more. 

“Don’t worry, pricess. Daddy’s going to fill you up nice and good . . .” And he did as promised. Rhysand’s cock slammed into me. 

“Touch her clit.” He instructed Tamlin. My blonde mate did as asked, two fingers landing on my clit to rub. My muscles contracted again, squeezing Rhysand’s hard member. 

“Cauldron--you weren’t kidding.” He growled, his balls slapping against my ass with a loud slapping noise. Tamlin stood, turning my face to the side so he could slide his cock down my throat. I gagged on it, but carried on to bring him pleasure.

“So close . . .” Rhysand snarled, fucking me faster and faster until I thought I’d ascend to a most unholy dimension. I squeezed my eyes shut, moaning around Tamlin’s cock when my orgasm imploded. 

I felt and heard Rhys curse, filling me up with his hot seed as Tamlin followed not far after. I swallowed the slightly salty liquid and tried to catch my breath. 

My mates pulled out of my holes, collapsing beside me. 

“So good. You’re so good to us.” Tamlin assured, kissing my cheek sweetly.

“You’re never getting taken from us again. Never.” Rhysand promised, pressing his lips to my own.

After everything that had happened in such a short time, I felt at peace. From Tamlin finding me wounded in the woods that day, meeting Rhysand, fornicating with them both, the horrors that happened with Elrin, I was finally safe. And until the next setback presented itself, I would be glad to lie in a warm bed, my mates on either side of me, drifting off to a pleasant dream world. 

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Chapter 17: Elrin’s Demolition

When the rogue soldier was done, he slid me off of his bed and onto the hard floor. He must have gone to sleep, because he didn’t say a word and his breathing became deep and fluid.

I couldn’t sleep that night. I only had memories of my mates, flooding my brain like a river as I lay there sobbing quietly. I had to do something…anything. Bargain with him, or something to see them again. At this rate, if this is how my life would be, I would end it myself.

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Morning came sooner than later, and the rogue soldier threw bread down at me, while he feasted on breakfast meats, eggs, and booze. I still didn’t know his name, that was until I heard someone come in his tent.

“Elrin,” A low voice began. “I have a note from the Spring Court.” Hope filled my chest. Tamlin and Rhysand must have figured out something to threaten him with, somehow. I tried to make myself invisible, aware of my nakedness as the low voiced soldier handed the note to the rogue soldier who was apparently named Elrin. He caught me, smirking down at my nudity. I shut my eyes tightly, hugging me knees to my chest.

I heard a growl above me and she sound of paper being crumbled as Elrin got off the bed. He strode over to me, snatching me by my hair and leading me out of the tent. Males watched me walk, not trying to hide their peering glances down. I was led into a tent, a woman sitting at a vanity. She had long, brown hair, and fair, beautiful skin.

“Rhianna,” Elrin started, “I need you to pretty her up. Put her in a gown, make her look less sickly. We have a show to put on.” He chuckled, throwing me down on the ground again as her gaze met mine.

I swore I saw a look of pity in her eyes as she surveyed me, my body brutalized and feature sunken from lack of nutrients. She walked to me, reaching a hand down to help me. I took it, hesitantly, and walked with her to the wardrobe.

“Alanna, is it?” She asked, trying to strike conversation as if the situation wasn’t awkward at all. I nodded briefly.

“Well, Alanna, first you need a bath.” She led me out to another tent that connected to hers, where a metal tub stood. It was already filled with water as I got into it.

She sat next to me, taking a sponge and soap that smelled like almonds as she washed me.

“I can help you, you know. For a favor of sorts.” She whispered, as if she was afraid other soldiers would hear. I quirked my eyebrow, signaling for her to continue.

“I hate it here. I was sold to them by my father, to act as a pretty face to gather allies for the mess that Elrin started.” She started on my hair. “I had a lover back in the Autumn court that I would secretly meet. He was a nobody, which was why my father sold me. Said it would be better to gain nobility this way versus staying in his kingdom. I want out…it’s awful here. For reasons you know of, by the looks of it.” She was referring to being taken advantage of… “I will help you return to your mates if you help get me out with you.”

“How?” I asked, genuinely curious.

“I’ll keep Elrin busy enough so that you can write to your mates. I’m in charge of gathering the postage, so I can get it sent easily.” She explained.

“How did you know of my mates?” I asked.

“Elrin has been bragging to all the other males about taking you away from two high lords. He’s so obnoxious about it, it’s hard not to hear.” She whispered that last sentence more than the other, understandably.

“Okay. It’s a deal.” I said. Tamlin and Rhys warned me about making deals with fae, but what other choice did I have?

Rhianna held out her hand for me to take, and without a second thought, I did. The bond traveled between us, marking me behind my ear. Smart, I thought. That way Elrin wouldn’t see it…

For the remainder of the time I spent with her, she dressed and dolled me up. I still didn’t know why I was, but I would find out soon.

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Once done, I was led out by Elrin himself. Rhianna winked at me, smiling softly. I returned the wink, trying not to stumble from being practically dragged by the male. He stopped me suddenly, grabbing my throat and pulling me to him.

“This is what’s about to happen.” He began. “Your two little mates are coming to see you. You’re to tell them that you’re being well taken care of, treated like a Queen, and that you do not wish to return.” He instructed. I almost laughed at how stupid he sounded.

“But I’m their mate. They wouldn’t believe that for a—“

“You will do as you’re told.” He snapped, his grip on my throat tightening. I gulped, nodding at him as he led me out of the camp, right into the wood.

We reached a clearing, and there stood my mates with at least 10 guards all around them. My throat swelled and tears threatened to fall when I locked eyes with them. First, Rhysand. Then, Tamlin. They looked shocked at me, probably not expecting to see me so well dressed. I looked at them with fear in my eyes, a silent plea. They understood.

“High lords, here is your female.” He gestured to me. “Well, now my female.” He chuckled. “As you can see, she is well taken care of. Happy, even.” He looked at me expectantly to play my part.

“It’s true.” I said. Trying to make my voice be as steady as possible. “He treats me like a queen. Far better than you two ever treated me.” It pained me to say it. They looked at me in faked shock, seeing right through it. “No need to worry about me anymore.”

Elrin pressed his lips to mine, biting my bottom one to make me kiss back. I did, and resisted the vomit that threatened to come out.

“No more threats, unless, of course you want to see her guts spilled beneath your noses.” Elrin casually said, picking at his nails as if he were bored.

Suddenly, Rhys’s darkness exploded. He shielded me as the soldiers around him turned into a bloody mist. Elrin snarled, using his own magic to knock Rhy’s and Tamlin down. When he did so, I noticed something shining on his neck. I looked closer, to see a red gem flashing with power. Before he could stop me, too focused on my mates, I snatched the gem from around his neck, the cord breaking. He looked at me with fury, pulling out his sword before Tamlin turned into his beastly form, part wolf and bear as he pounced on him, tearing his throat out. I shielded my eyes, stumbling into Rhysand’s chest.

I sobbed, the gem still in my hand as he held me.

“Shh. We’re here, Alanna. You’re safe now.” He pulled back. “Let’s go home—“

“Wait!” I shouted, remembering Rhianna. “There’s someone that needs help.”

I took off, heading toward her tent. She sat there, turning around in shock, looking at the gem in my hand.

“Did you—“

“Let’s go! Now’s you’re chance.” I said, grabbing her hand as I ran with her back to Rhys and Tamlin. She kept up with me, shaking her head in disbelief.

“How did you get that thing off his neck? Do you know how many before you have tried?” I shook my head, now seeing my mates before me.

I held Rhys’s hand as he winnowed all of us back to the Spring Court.

We arrived in the front door of the manor, Rhianna stunned.

“I really got out…” She mused, shaking her head as if she thought she were dreaming.

“You’re out. You’re free.” I said, hugging her.

“The bargain, it’s still open on my end.” I stopped her.

“Don’t worry about it. Tamlin’s emissary, Lucien, is from Autumn court. He can—“

“Did you say Lucien?” Her eyes widened, and Lucien came down the stairs, locking eyes with her. He nearly fell down the steps as that russet eye filled with tears, stumbling to get her in his arms.

“Rhianna…” He said, hugging her tightly. “I thought I’d never see you again…” Tamlin arched a brow. Lucien held her hand in his, turning to his high lord.

“This is Rhianna. I never told you about her because I thought…” He sighed, not wanting to finish the sentence.

“Excuse us.” He said, leading her out of the manor, arm in arm.

I sighed, unable to believe what I just had witnessed. Two lovers reuniting was almost as good as three, I thought as I looked at my high lords.

I looked at the gem in my hand, it’s power still contained. Rhys noticed, silently gesturing for me to give it to him.

“What is it?” I asked, curious.

“I’ve never seen it before. Whatever it is, it was made by dark magic. It’s how he was able to do what he did, having no actual magic of his own.” Rhys explained, taking it and vanishing it. I looked at him, shocked.

“Don’t worry. It’s in a safe place for my second, Amren, to find.” I nodded, recalling Amren from Velaris.

“Alanna darling…” Rhys picked me up, walking me upstairs, Tamlin following next to us. Silently, Tamlin undressed me, putting me in one of his shirts and a pair of Rhys’s boxers as he sighted the littering of bruises and cuts that laid beneath the dress that covered me so well.

“Rhys.” Tamlin called, his tone dark. He spun around, looking at all the marks with hate and anger in his eyes.

“We felt it…down the bond…but this, this…” He was truly at loss for words. Tears silently spilled down both sets of eyes as they kissed the marks on me, as if it healed them. Healed me.

“I am so, so sorry. This should have never even happened I am beyond—“ I pressed a finger to Rhys’s lips, shaking my head.

“I did it. It’s my fault, I left of my own free will. I thought that if I didn’t then you and all of Prythian would be in danger.” I explained, hating how stupid it sounded coming out.

Tamlin put a hand on my cheek. “It’s not your fault. You’re so selfless…so brave.” He looked at Rhysand. “Our beautiful, brave girl.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead. “No one’s going to hurt you ever again.”

My mates tucked me in, sliding in bed beside me. And though it had not been more than a couple days that I was without them, I missed them holding me close at night. I knew they would be there for me, stitching up the lingering scars.

I slept safely on their arms that night, wanting to forget everything that had happened until tomorrow.

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Chapter 16: Run Away

WARNING: Rape in this chapter a little after the time skip towards the end.

That night, I told Tamlin and Rhys that I’d be in the library reading. That I needed to distract my mind from everything that’s been going on. They seemed to understand, as my drastic change from being a human to this would overwhelm anyone.

While they were talking with Lucien, I planned my escape. I knew that they had spies all around the courts, waiting for the valuable subjects of the high lords to no doubt surrender themselves for the greater good.

I snuck out from the library, through the window that led to the balcony. There was an ivy bush below, and it would—I hoped it would, cushion my 10 foot fall.

I had to be quiet, as I knew faery ears would hear if I made too much of a sound. And so, I swung my leg over the marble balcony, and right down I plummeted into the ivy. It didn’t cushion me as much as I thought it would, I learned. Especially because there was a rock in the tangle of leaves that scraped up my foot. It hurt, but my adrenaline was high. I ignored the throbbing as I began running.

I ran straight into the wood, the thickest part that once I breached would hide me from even faery eyes. Prythian was a scary place to be in at night, Rhys and Tamlin had told me before. I attested to that, as I felt eyes on me. Not eyes of prey, but of predator. I tried to ignore the yellow eyes I saw reflecting back at me in the moonlight as I swiftly kept up my pace.

I heard a branch snap, darting my eyes to the sound. It was a beast, a wolf to be exact. It’s glowing eyes had nothing but malice in them as it paused. I tried to back away slowly, but tripped on a tangle of weeds. The wolf transformed, turning into a man. No, a faery male. He had jet black hair that was cut to his shoulders, and yellow eyes just like the wolf.

“What is the high lord of the night and spring courts little thing doing in these big bad woods?” He smiled like a cat, his white teeth gleaming.

“I-I had to…” I stammered, confused as to if this male was part of the rogue soldier of Hybern’s malevolent plan.

“Ah, of course you did. How noble.” He lunged toward me, grabbing my wrist as he winnowed us to a place I’d never been. I could have sworn I heard a beast roar, and the high lord of the night court scream for me.

I was thrown on a dirt floor, the male that had taken me now gone. When I looked up, several sets of eyes were on me. All were males, most high and few lesser fae from the looks. They cleared a path as black leather boots, shined and polished, came up to me.

“You must be Alanna.” I looked at the male, but not at his eyes. I didn’t have to in order to know who it was. It was that same rogue soldier that crashed through Tamlin’s window, threatening us all before. He got down on a knee, gripping my chin harshly, forcing me to meet his eyes.

“Did your high lords not teach you to look others in the eyes when you’re being spoken to?” He gripped tighter. “Answer me, my little whore.” I shook in fear at his words. At that word.

“Please. Please don’t hurt me. You said you wouldn’t if—“ He slapped me across the face with a bruising intensity. I yelped, my hand going up to soothe the sting.

“I do what I want. Trust me.” He stood. “Had I had to go get you myself, your fate would be far more unpleasant than what it’s going to be now.” I didn’t want to know what he meant. I didn’t want to know what plans he had for me.

He gripped me by the collar of my dress, dragging me through the dirt. My hurt leg stung as the dirt got in it. The other faery males laughed and joked as I was drug along.

“Quiet! You’re scaring the poor girl.” The rogue soldier joked, throwing his head back and roaring with laughter. He sat down on a large, metal throne, leaving me at his feet. He looked down at me with a smirk. I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t an attractive male, with his sharp jaw and lean yet toned muscles.

“Get on all fours.” He instructed, with a sharp edge behind his words. I halted, staring back at him with tears in my eyes. What was he going to do? I panicked.

“Don’t make me have to repeat myself.” He warned, motioning for me to do what he asked. Reluctantly, I got on my four shaky limbs. I awaited something awful, but what he did was nothing short of humiliating. He put his feet on top of me. As if I were a useless ottoman. Tears fell down onto the dirt as the laughter from the men faded into nothing. This is what I did. This is what I had to do. I just hoped that my suffering wouldn’t last long, and somehow I’d luck out.

My mates faces flashes in my mind. They were undoubtedly worried out of their minds, trying to conceive a plan to get me out of the mess that I willingly put myself in.

The males legs were heavy. My back and limbs ached, struggling to stay up.

“Having a hard time, pet?” I heard him ask from above me.

“P-please. I can’t…” I mumbled, my voice shaky and tired. To my relief, his legs were off of me, but I was instead yanked up on my feet. He held my hair roughly in his grasp.

“Strip.” He commanded. My eyes widened. Strip?! In front of all of these males that—I couldn’t. I couldn’t possibly—

Before I could think anymore, a blade tore my dress right down the middle, from collar to hem. It fell off of me, exposing my thin, lacy white undergarments. Naturally, I covered my breasts, my cheeks burning red with shame.

“Dance.” He instructed, but not before turning me around and slapping my backside with such force it made me stumble forwards.

“B-but there’s no music.” I tried to reason.

“Did I say dance to music?” He met my gaze. That was lust in his eyes. Pure, malevolent, cruel lust. He looked at me as if to say ‘I dare you to refuse.’

And so, I began swaying my hips, twirling as tears ran down my cheeks. My sobs became my music, and the males around me made disgusting comments, watching my every move.

“I’ll fuck her soon enough.”

“We should gang her and then bash her head in.”

The slurs of speech made me zone out into a world of hate, and I was made to dance until I collapsed.

The last thing I remember was being carried and dumped into a cell, laid atop a straw bed.

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I didn’t know how long I slept, but I didn’t dream. It was an utter blackout, my body needed it.

I was waken up by someone splashing my face with cold water. I wiped it from my face with my dirty hands and looked at the individual who’d done that with a dangerous glare.

I quickly softened my look when I saw that it was the rogue soldier. What the hell was his name? I hated referring to people with things other than their name.

“Rise and shine, my pet.” He tossed the end of what looked to be old soda bread into my cell, landing on the dirt floor. “Eat up, or you’ll regret it later.” He walked off, that cocky smirk still plastered on his stupidly attractive face.

I ripped the bread, chewing it up and swallowing it as fast as I could, trying to ignore the old taste and texture. No water, except what had been dumped on me. How thoughtful.

I laid in my cell, thinking about my mates. Thinking about them fucking me, then treating me like a queen bathing me and coddling me to sleep. I missed them…and it had only been less than a whole day. My ramblings came to a halt as the rogue soldier was back in front of my cell, unlocking it.

He strode in, his tall stature aiding him. He picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder as he walked off with me to gods knows where. I held on to his back tightly, in fear that he would throw me down harshly.

And he did throw me. Except, not onto the floor, but onto a bed. I knew from the looks of the chambers that they were his. Weapons scattered the tents walls, the bedding not as lavish as a high lords, but still quality. I scrambled, hugging me knees to my chest. I was, after all, still nude from when he’d torn my dress in half.

“This is the part where you learn how to be my pet for the rest of your miserable life.” He grabbed my throat tightly, squeezing it as he lowered me down.

To my horror, he crawled in between my legs and began unbuttoning his trousers, his hard member springing out. No-no this could not be happening…this couldn’t—

Without warning, he plunged himself inside of me, no arousal to lube him. The pain was unbearable, like I was being torn in half, the friction burning my walls.

“Stop! Stop! Please—“ He put his fingers in my mouth, down my throat, silencing me of coherent words.

He proceeded to rape me for what felt like hours, as I laid in misery. At least when I ran from my village and those other men had used me, I was knocked out from hitting my head. This…this was horrifying. And I was awake for all of it.

I didn’t know why Tamlin or Rhys couldn’t reach me down our mating bond, but they couldn’t. It was as if a powerful spell had been placed on me, preventing it. So, I prayed. Prayed to the old gods, to the cauldron and mother like the fae, to anyone who would listen.

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Chapter 15: The Soldiers of Hybern

It was true. I looked down at my burned and blistered wrists, the burns in the slender shape of a handcuff.

Salty tears escaped my eyes, falling onto the wound and stinging it. Tamlin sat up, heading out down the hall.

“I’m calling a healer.” He said shortly, the shirtless male taking off in large strides. Rhysand kisses my forehead, using the soft pads of his thumbs to erase my splotchy tears.

“It’s alright. Don’t worry, Alanna darling.” He began. “We are going to see what, or who did this to you.” He said the last part with a growl, hate seeping out of his pours into the air around us. He held me close to him as Tamlin came back into the chambers with a healer.

The female was old, it seemed. Her eyes shone wisdom beyond time. Some human eyes looked similar, but none quite as wounded. It was true—the healers eyes looked wounded. No doubt, she’d seen the horrors of hundreds upon thousands of wars in her immortality.

“How did this happen?” She glanced at my wrists, fear in her eyes. Rhysand and Tamlin worriedly looked at each other.

“She had a nightmare and woke up with those. Why? What is it?” Tamlin asked shakily.

“I haven’t seen this kind of magic put to use in a thousand years…” She held my wrists softly, all the while applying a salve to the burns. “The enemy has a connection to the girl. Something like a piece of hair, blood, something she’s worn.”

Rhysand shook his head.

“How would they have gotten that? When the Hybern soldier broke into the windows we had her shielded behind her. We had our eyes on him the whole time, he didn’t pick up anything.” The healer shuddered.

“Then their power is far beyond just this world. It would be wise to be on your best guard. Protect the girl, teach her to mentally shield as soon as you can.” She finished up bandaging me, wincing when I did. My mates thanked her as she left, looking at me with a sorry look.

“We should have protected you better…” Rhys started. I cut him off.

“None of that. Neither of you could have known that this would happen to me. Now just teach me how to shield already and we’ll figure it out.” I practically yelled.

My mates looked shocked at me, at my sudden outburst. I myself didn’t know where it came from, perhaps now that I had some powers? Either way, they both nodded and helped me out of the too-comfortable bed.

We headed to breakfast, and after that was over, they began to train me.

I sat on a straight backed chair in the formal living space, the males standing around me.

“I’m going to try to infiltrate your mind, and you are going to resist. No matter what, you resist. Got it?” He was stern, but I understood. He was worried.

“Got it.” When his talons scraped at the walls of my consciousness, I cringed and jerked back.

“Resist.” I tried, it was too much. I couldn’t—

“Resist, Alanna!” He yelled, and something in me snapped. It was like a barrier that built itself up all at once around my mind, shielding me from those sharp claws. Rhys let up, looking pleased at me.

“Well that was easier learned than I thought it would be.” He petted my head. “You just need the stamina to keep them up. We’ll work on it throughout the day.”

Tamlin smiled at me a proud smile, pleased with my new ability.

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The rest of my day consisted of Rhysand randomly trying to get passed the shield in my mind. Thankfully, I was successful most of the time. The few times I let him slip past due to those talons being extra harsh, he tried again even harder. I could now successfully shield my mind, which should keep the enemies from hurting me physically through nightmares.

I was lounging on the bed with Tamlin to my right, and Rhysand to my left when my mates heard the door open.

“Lucien.” Said Tamlin, winnowing right downstairs to address the redhead. Rhysand followed, taking me with him.

Lucien was bloodied and bruises littered his face. He had no weapons on him, nor did he have his sachet that contained food and other necessary items.

“What happened?” Tamlin urgently asked, going to his friend and easing him into a chair.

“T-they’re powerful.” He coughed, holding his chest as if his lungs were on fire. “You have no idea…When I got there, they had tens of thousands of soldiers. Not just any soldiers. Somehow, I don’t know how, they resurrected their fellow fallen soldiers. But they’re not all there. They’re skeletons, and they’re nearly impossible to kill.” Tamlin and Rhysand had sweat glistening on their brown at hearing what the emissary was saying.

“How did they find you?” Rhysand asked next.

“Hounds.” Was all he said. It made sense, as his garments were frayed and looked like something with large, sharp teeth tore it.

“What did they say?” Tamlin asked, holding out a goblet of rum. For the pain, I assumed. Lucien was flinching at every little movement.

“They told me they only let me go to deliver a message that spoke far louder than a piece of paper.” He downed the liquor. “They said that if you didn’t hand Alanna over, they would destroy all of Prythian and you. There were other spies there too, we were all chained in a room together. All to deliver the same message to our high lords”

This was bad…very bad. I had to go, I couldn’t let these rogue half dead half alive soldiers destroy all of Prythian, all those innocent fae, and not to mention my mates and the other high lords. I began to think up a plan, how to leave when they wouldn’t notice. I couldn’t just tell them that I thought it was best for me to go, they wouldn’t allow it. And I understand, I’d do the same thing in their place. It would be so incredibly difficult. I didn’t want to leave them. I couldn’t bare it…but if it meant saving them and the citizens of Prythian, then I would. My thoughts were interrupted when Tamlin and Rhysand each held my hands.

“No one is taking you from us, and no one is destroying Prythian. We’re going to figure this out.” Tam said, releasing my hand as his claws began to come out at the knuckle.

“You have nothing to be afraid of as long as we’re around.” Rhys added, kissing my brow.

If only they knew what I was about to do…they may never forgive me.

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Chapter 14: The Ritual

Nightfall had come, midnight being only minutes away. Rhys had laid out the black silk robe that I was to wear for the ritual. I eyed it, trying not to cause myself stress about what was about to happen. I felt a large hand on the small of my back.

“Alanna darling, it will be okay. These priestesses have been with us for centuries. Tamlin and I will come to get you when what’s done is done.” He pressed a chaste kiss to my temple.

“I’m ready.” I stood my ground, trying to ignore the way my words nervously shook. Rhysand took my hand and led me out.

Tamlin was at my door in an instant, taking my other hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

I was winnowed with my mates, coming across an altar in the thick wood. The trees opened just enough to see the sliver of the moon, it’s golden light shining onto the stone altar. Around it stood 6 high priestesses, all clad in robes much like mine with beautiful hair running down their back like a stream.

Tamlin picked me up and laid me down on that cold stone altar, kissing my lips once. The priestess with long golden hair spoke.

“We will alert you when it is finished.” Her tone was flat; rather formal. My mates both nodded, smiling at me softly before turning and leaving me alone with the females.

One put their hands over my eyes, signaling me to close them. I felt cold hands open my robe, leaving my front side exposed to the elements. My soft peaks hardened at the cool breeze and goose bumps traveled down every inch of my flesh.

They began chanting around me, foreign vowels that were almost musical to my ear. I smelled the magic in the air, only it wasn’t that metal tinge as before. It was sweet, flower like. I fell into a state of euphoria, no longer feeling the support of the stone underneath me. It was like I was floating on a cloud of cotton, everything around me fading into nothing.

I heard the scrape of metal, then endured it as it swiftly cut into my left arm. The blood was loud as it dripped into what sounded like a glass chalice.

What I endured next was unlike anything I’ve ever felt. It was as if every mundane cell in my body was caught on fire and replaced with something magic, something strong and powerful. I felt the tears slip down my burning cheeks as the fiery sensation grew stronger. I distantly heard myself scream—then it stopped.

My eyes seemed to open automatically. I looked down at my hands to find my whole body glowing as if embers themself were beneath my pale skin. It disappeared gradually, leaving me alone on the altar. The high priestesses were gone. I closed my eyes, the exhaustion pulling at my consciousness.

I heard a pair of fast footsteps, opening my eyes to see my mates staring down at me worriedly. Rhysand covered my nude body back up with the robe, pulling me to sit up.

“Alanna?” He asked, peering at me.

“M’fine…just sleepy.” I mumbled, leaning into Tamlin’s chest. He picked me up, winnowing all three of us back to Tamlin’s room in the manor.

My males set me on the plush bed. I heard Rhys scrambling for a nightgown as Tam undressed me from the robe.

“Arms up.” Rhys cooed, slipping the soft gown over me. It seemed to muster up all of my strength to even do that simple motion, as I practically fell down onto my pillow. I heard him chuckle, turning to Tamlin.

“It’s taken a toll on her body, but she should be renewed by morning.” He explained, crawling into bed next to me as Tamlin mirrored him.

I was far off into the dream world, yet still felt that peaceful calm energy wash over me when my mates snuggled up next to me.

I found myself being pulled by the hair, wrists bound into a set of magical cuffs. They were heated it seemed, scorching my wrists ever so slowly, leaving red burns.

“Please! Rhysand! Tamlin!” I was begging, trying my hardest to not let them pull me away. “Please don’t let them take me…”

My mates were held by two soldiers each, being forced to watch with daggers pressed into their exposed necks. I’d never seen someone look so torn apart on the inside. Let alone two high lords watching their shared mate be taken from them.

“This is what you’ve done to her.” The same rogue soldier of Hybern from before gripped my hair tighter, stinging my scalp. “If you’d just given her up like we asked, she wouldn’t have to suffer so bad. But now—“ He slapped me across the face. “She’s going to suffer more than you could possibly imagine. She’ll be my whore to do with as I please.”

They snarled, trying to do something—anything to prevent me from being stolen away from them.

“No! Please, please don’t do this—“

“Alanna? Alanna! Wake up, wake up.” I awoke from my nightmare, my mates trying to soothe my shaking form.

“It was just a dream. You’re okay, you’re safe.” They calmed me, Rhysand rubbing the tears away from underneath my eyes. Tamlin’s eyes darted to my wrists, taking hold of them. I flinched, feeling hot pain.

“Rhys…her wrists. They look like they’ve been burned.”

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Chapter 13: Powers

The next morning, Tamlin was already out of bed dressing when Rhys and I slept. He gently nudged me awake, rubbing the sleep out of his own eyes.

“Good morning.” I said to my mates, a soft smile on my lips. As I sat up, I felt a soreness in my lower region. I clutched my pelvis.

“What’s wrong?” Tamlin asked me, concern written over his features. Cauldron bless him, he always worried.

“Just a little sore…” I giggled. Rhys pressed a kiss to my cheek.

“Of course you are, Alanna darling.”

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Lucien had come back to the manor in the spring court that afternoon. Tamlin told him everything, and that he would be sent as a spy after the tracking spell was completed by the high priestesses.

“So she’s both of your mates?” The fox was so desperately trying not to burst into a fit of laughter. A clench of Tamlin’s jaw and Rhys told him that he best hold that laughter in.

“And…now you’re both afraid she’s going to be taken from you?” A grim look on his face shown through his harsh exterior. “I’ll do whatever I can.” Lucien bowed to Tamlin, smirking at Rhys.

My mates sat me down, each of them taking one of my hands in their own.

“Alanna, this is very important. You need to learn how to shield, but since you’re human you don’t possess that sort of magic. The high priestesses will have to do a ritual to put just enough magic inside of you in order for you to do basic things.” Rhys explained, sensing my fear.

“How do they put magic inside of me?” I pondered, it all being so much to take on. “Will it hurt?”

Tamlin lunged, holding my shoulders firmly.

“No.” He growled. “No one is going to hurt you. I won’t let it hurt. The aura of his intense protection filled the entire room, radiating. I smelled that metal tinge of his magic as the candles blew out in one blade of wind. I nodded, kissing his cheek to calm him.

“I will inform the high priestess. It needs to be done as soon as possible.” He walked out of the room, winnowing towards their dwelling swiftly.

I was then alone with Tamlin.

“Why can’t I just be turned into a high fae?” I asked, ignorant to their ways.

“That can be dangerous, and it’s unpredictable how you will be after it’s done. I-we don’t want to risk that. Risk you becoming someone else completely.” He pulled me into his lap. I breathed in his scent of spring musk, roses, and ivy. I wanted that scent bottled up and sprayed over everything I own.

“I’m not afraid.” I lied, hoping my face matched my words. Tamlin raised his eyebrows, a knowing look etched into his features.

“Whatever you say, my love. But, you should know that you’re safe with us. And if anything were to ever happen to one of us, you stay with the other. And if—cauldron forbid—we both go—“

I stopped him immediately, covering his mouth with my palm.

“No. Don’t say that. I won’t let it come to that. I won’t allow it to. Ever.” He looked at me like I was a stranger, never hearing that tone from me before. He smiled softly, pushing my hair behind my ear in graceful movement.

“My beautiful, brave girl.” I leaned into his embrace, feeling like no one and nothing could ever even dare to touch me.

Rhysand was back just as quick as he was gone. He glanced at me in Tamlin’s lap, smirking as he walked to me and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his middle.

“The priestesses can do the ritual tonight. I won’t sugar coat that it will be the most unusual thing you’ve ever experienced. Tam and I cannot be present for it.”

I just nodded at him, ignoring the worried feeling in my gut.

“They told me a little bit of what’s to happen.” He began. “You go in nothing but a ritual robe at midnight. You’ll lay down on the altar and they begin chanting around you. You’ll feel a lot of things happening around you. The magic will fill you. They will take a little bit of blood—“ he saw my worried look. “just a little bit, and transform it.”

“Why do they need my blood?”

“It’s the strongest form of DNA they can get from you to alter it.” He squeezed my waist in reassurance, kissing my cheek.

“What happens then?”

“We train you.”

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Chapter 12: Meeting at the Summer Court

By the time the staff came to the door and told us there was a message from the other high lords, it was clearly too late.

The rebel faery male had already threatened Rhys and Tamlin. It was as if I hadn’t even heard all of the commotion. I just stood there in shock. Rhys removed the glamour from me, making me visible once more.

“Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. What the hell?” Rhys cussed, the peace he had cherished when they won the war now disintegrated. Tamlin furiously shook his head and suddenly ran out of the room, a loud roar accompanying the shaking of the manor.

Rhys took the message from them and read it.

“A meeting is in immediate order. On the new moon sunday. Meet at the summer court. A band of surviving soldiers of Hybern have joined together to get payback. Keep your loved ones close. Lord Tarquín and Lord Beron.” He shook his head, squeezing the bridge of his straight nose with his fingers.

“Tamlin! Enough pouting, we have important matters to discuss!” Rhysand shouted, soon sighting Tamlin having winnowed back upstairs to the study. His hair was disheveled, a thin film of sweat covering his forehead. He walked up to me steadily, turning my face in his hands as he surveyed the cut from the window breaking.

He healed it quickly, smoothing his thumb over the slightly scarred skin. He held me in place.

“Alanna, no one is going to touch you. Don’t you worry for even a minute, do you understand me?” His eyes were pleasing. I nodded my head in response, no doubt having fear in my eyes.

“We have to go to the summer court on Sunday.” Rhysand grimly said, coming to my side to embrace me. Tamlin simply glanced at him, a murderous look on his face at what had just happened. A wave of his hand and the window looked just as untouched as before the faery came crashing through it.

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I had been made to accompany my mates to the summer court, as they had been quite strict about not letting me out of their sight since the ordeal took place.

We strode to the gates of the beautiful property. The summer court was beautiful, but it was not my home. It’s beauty did not beckon me and make me feel safe like the Spring court and Velaris did.

The lord who just have been Tarquín greeted us, his eyes darting to me immediately.

“Who is this?” He asked, curiously eyeing me. I knew he could smell my human scent.

“This is Alanna.” Rhys started, Tamlin’s fists clenching. “She’s my mate—and Tamlin’s.”

Tarquín looked as though he wanted to burst out laughing, though he did not.

“By the Cauldron, mating bonds truly are a mystery. Welcome, Alanna.” He took my hand in his, his soft brown skin looking beautiful against the summer sun.

I, on the other hand, was hot. I wasn’t used to the sun being this bright, beating down on my flesh, even with the lightweight dress on. Back at the village, my…former home, it was always chilly and cloudy.

Tarquín led us to a grand meeting room, and there were the other high lords there. Their ears all perked up, eyes immediately trying to make the connection between Rhys, Tamlin, and I. I felt Rhys’s hand on the small of my back, a silent reassurance. I was seated between my two mates. There were others there as well, clearly the wives and children of the other high lords. It might have been the most awkward thing I’d ever experienced, and I almost sighed in relief when Tarquín spoke, standing up.

“As you all know, we are here today because of a rogue soldier of Hybern. They have threatened us, wanting to get even for the lives lost due to our powerful tactics. A plan needs to be made so we can execute them and move on to the peace we all deserve.” Tarquín finished, sitting back down.

A brutish brunette male spoke next, his ginger sons next to him.

“Why don’t we just track them and kill them on the spot?” He cut in.

“Clearly,” Rhys began. “They have some sort of hidden power. They would not be foolish enough to break into our courts and threaten us otherwise. It would be an excellent idea to send out spies. To gather information on their powers so we can outsmart them.”

Other high lords nodded in approval.

“Very well. We each send out our best spies from our courts with a tracking spell from the remains of DNA. Anything from a shoe print, pieces of fabric, blood, saliva, anything you all can muster up.”

The meeting went on for a while longer, about to end before lord Beron taunted us.

“Who’s the human whore?” Tamlin’s claws darted out and he snarled like an enraged animal. Rhys growled at him, standing up to tower over him as a threat. Beron started laughing out loud, throwing his head back. So did his sons, and everyone else except Tarquín and the wives and younger children of the lords.

“You mean to tell me, that both of you are mated to the same human?” Lord Beron laughed.

Tamlin lunged now, claws out and pressed against Beron’s neck.

“You keep your mouth shut.” He snarled, spitting on his face. The high lord of the autumn court was about to use his fiery powers before Rhys butted in.

“Beron, you may want to think carefully of what you were thinking of doing.” A single talon appeared on Rhys. Lord Beron cussed at Tamlin before backing off, winnowing him, his wife, and sons back to his court.

“Well, I think this concludes the meeting. Collect the DNA samples and send your best spies. We meet again in a week.” Tarquín stated, everyone winnowing one by one, leaving just us three before the high lord of the summer court stopped us.

“Before you go, I just wanted to congratulate you all. You have a rare blessing.” Tarquín smiled at us. Rhys and Tamlin both nodded in thanks, while I just awkwardly smiled at him. I though that out of all the other rude high lords, the one of summer was my favorite. He was kind, and for that I was grateful.

Rhys took my hand and we all winnowed back to the Spring Court.

The following events consisted of my mates bathing me, fucking me, and placing me in-between them as we drifted off to the dream world. I found that my absolute favorite place to be was in the embraces of my males.

Tamlin always was the big spoon, while Rhys laid on his back and had my head on his chest. His heartbeat drummed me to sleep; Tamlin’s warm fingers tracing patterns onto my bare skin.

I wouldn’t be complete without them, and I’d only be half complete with one of them. They were the lions, and I was their lamb.

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Chapter 11: A Never Ending War

Note: This is set after the war with Hybern, and the OC you will read about is a soldier of Hybern who survived, gathered other surviving soldiers, and wants revenge. The stance is set after ACOWAR and obviously Feyre never existed in this story and Amarantha and Hybern were defeated just by Amren, Tamlin, and everyone else. Hope that makes sense!

Rhysand carried me away to the porcelain tub filled with warm water. Tamlin, kneeling next to the bath checked the temperature before nodding to my other mate.

As soon as I was placed in, the warm water soothed my aching muscles and buffed away all of the sexual fluids from our activities.

“Look how cute you are. Like a wet puppy.” Rhysand teased, causing Tamlin himself to chuckle in response. Tamlin reached for a bar of lavender scented soap, dipping it in the water. He gently held my arm, washing me with it. I was truly being pampered by my mates, and I would be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it.

Rhysand grabbed the other bar, starting on my feet and legs, massaging me. I moaned slightly in relief and pleasure, content at that very moment.

“Feel good?” Tamlin asked me. I nodded in response, smiling at him sweetly. He was such a good caretaker. That’s all he had been doing since he found me that day…Those unpleasant memories began to play through my mind. Both the males noticed my rapid change of emotion, and Tamlin had a knowing look on his face. Rhysand looked ever so confused, as if there was something he didn’t know. That was right. He didn’t know all of it. Only that Tamlin found me hurt in the woods.

“When I found Alanna, she had been running from a group of men. They burned her village and—and they hurt her.” Tamlin said sadly, the way he said the word hurt not needing to be explained based on the cringe that shuddered through Rhys.

“Oh Alanna…I’m so sorry.” Rhysand held my hand, Tamlin already caressing my other one. Tears silently slipped down my cheeks. The lord of spring kissed them away, while the lord of night licked them off of me.

“No one is going to hurt you ever again. Do you hear me? No one would dare try now that you have not one, but two high lords as your mates.” Rhysand stated, his words not faltering even once. I nodded in thanks, giving both of their hands a squeeze.

They continued to wash me until I was all clean, drying me off with a fluffy cotton towel and wrapping me up in it. This time Tamlin carried me to my room, Rhys following behind him.

As much as they wanted to just spend the day cuddling me, they explained, they had to tell me some very vital things.

After I was clothed, Tamlin led us to the study. I seated myself down in one of the chairs, a curious look on my face.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Alanna,” Tamlin started. “There are things you need to know. Things you need to heed.”

“We have enemies. Both of us. These enemies would like to use you against us in any way they can. You are our weakness now. Our enemies have leverage over you. Not only this, but there are high fae that take delight in torturing and killing humans.” Rhysand explained sternly, but in as nice of a tone as he could muster up.

“Once people become more aware of you, word will spread. That two of the most powerful high lords have a shared mate.”

“I understand…what do you need me to do?” I picked at my fingernails, trying to hide my anxiety.

“You need to stay with us, or with an escort at all times when you want to go anywhere but about a mile from the manor.” Tamlin said, his tone business like. “It’s too dangerous for you to be on your own, let alone as a fae, but especially as a human.”

“Okay…” I agreed, unable to hide the fear in my voice. I knew why they had to do this, but it still was unnerving. I couldn’t complain. I was a homebody at my core, not exactly the adventurous type.

“We’re so sorry that you had to be brought into this…” Rhys sighed, petting down my hair.

“I’m not.” I retorted. “Or else I’d never have met you both.”

Their eyes both pricked with tears, clearly never have been loved by another in this sort of intensity.

“Oh Alanna—“

*CRASH*

The next thing I knew, shards of glass from the breaking of a window flung in our direction, making a long, shallow cut on my face.

The males both lunged toward me, putting me behind them. A glamor was cast over me so that I was virtually invisible to whatever had just broken the window.

I saw in front of us a high fae male. His long brown hair and blue eyes were nothing compared to the evil look plastered on his face.

“High Lord of the Spring Court and the Night Court, together after the war. How touching.” The male said, his voice rough.

“Who the hell are you?” Rhysand snarled, his talons out on display. Tamlin growled deeply, his own claws appearing from his knuckles.

“No one you know, although I trust we will get acquainted quite closely soon.” He replied smoothly, the heels on his boots hitting the floor which each slow step.

“You’re trespassing in my court. You broke in to my home. There is punishment for that.”

The faery only chuckled condescendingly in response.

“In the war, you stole many things from me. Many people from me. It’s only fair, that you pay up as well.” His grin turned into a wretched expression. “Every high lord will give me a sacrifice of someone you love by the. You have the time span of three full moons. If you do not, you will regret it and watch your courts burn. You may summon my soldiers with this.” He dug into his pocket, pulling out a blood red crystal and chucking it in front of my mates.

Just as Tamlin lunged for the faery, he vanished.

Not seconds later, there was a knock on the study door. A servant said through it:

“My lord? I have urgent messages from the Winter and Autumn Courts.”

Those messages were a tad bit late, it seemed.

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Smut Request? Tamlin x Reader, Tamlin takes reader out to Pool of Starlight and they just do the deed there? like they have a heart to heart about Tamlin's issues and they just have a romantic moment there

The Pool of Starlight

Warning(s): Smut, light angst

YOUR POV

You and Tamlin after dining at breakfast grew quite bored. There weren’t, after all, a lot of things to do in the spring court when there weren’t any festivals.

There was one thing, however, that you both enjoyed doing to pass the time. And so, you both set out in the afternoon on your horses to ride up to the pool.

Silently, Tamlin began to undress you himself. Pulling the straps of your dress down, watching it slide down your body and pool at your feet. Taking off your bra was his favorite part, as he mastered undoing it with just one hand. As he pulled down your underwear, he pressed an open mouthed kiss to your pelvis. You held his face in your hands, pressing your lips into his. The kiss deepened quickly, his tongue delving into mouth. Tamlin truly was a brilliant kisser, you thought to yourself.

He shed his clothes quickly, his noticeably hard member standing up in arousal. You made sure he saw you look down at it and smirked. In response, he shook his head with a grin and playfully slapped your ass. He led you into the glowing pool until you were both fully submerged, your fronts pressed into each other.

“Tam…I wanted to talk to you about something.” You spoke softly, lifting your head from his chest to meet his emerald orbs. He looked back at you in curiosity, his ears peeking up.

“I know you have so much hurt buried deep inside your…” You laid your hand over his beating heart. “It’s not good to keel it inside and let it burst like you do sometimes.”

He looked down, shame apparent on his face. You raised his chin.

“No, I could never be shameful of you. I love you with every fiber of my being. I simply just ask you to talk to me. Stop hiding your feelings and then lashing out when something gets out of your control. I want to help you…let me please…” Your eyes filled with tears, a stray one sliding down your cheek. The high lord kisses your eyelids ever so softly, as if the action itself would chase the tears away.

“I know. I know…and I’m sorry for bottling it up. I just—I’m afraid Y/N…” He paused, putting his forehead against yours. “I’m so afraid.”

You peppered his face in kisses in reply, kissing his forehead, nose, each cheek, and finally his lips. You pulled away before you couldn’t so that you could press hot kisses into his jugular. Gently sucking on the flesh and soothing it with your tongue.

All the while your high lord kneaded your breasts in his skilled hands, tweaking and pulling at each nipple. You both were reaching your peak of not being united fully, you soon became aware when you noticed how he was subtly grinding against your thigh.

“I need you. Now.” You breathed, looking deep into his eyes that were glowing from the starlight. He growled in response, spinning you around and holding your right leg up with his hand. He guided his cock to your entrance, pushing in completely.

“You feel so good each time…” He mumbled into your neck, giving you time to adjust.

What you both did next could hardly be described merely as fucking. No, you and the lord of spring were making love in the purest form possible. His gently thrusts coaxed you into a world of pleasure and dreams. Tamlin reached around to rub the bundle of nerves at the apex of your thighs just the way you liked.

What came next was a symphony of moans, grunts, and mumbled “i love you’s” as you both climaxed. Your souls intertwined at that moment, the warmth lulling you into peace.

He stayed inside you for a while after that, simply holding you from behind and kissing your bare shoulders.

“I love you Y/N. Thank you…I’m going to do better. For you and my court. I promise.”

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i live and breathe purely for tamlin x rhys threesome fics😮‍💨

okay but imagine tamlin fucking y/n during calanmai to the point of over stimulation and once they're done y/n goes back to her room and rhys is there wanting to try her out as well

orrrrr during calanmai, rhys is pulled toward the spring court, that inhumane magic that makes him nearly unaware of the world around him. when he gets to the caves, he hears tamlin's gruff voice, his thumb brushing over your lips, pushing into your mouth. you sucked on his thumb, looking at him with doe eyes.

rhysand moves deeper in the cave, magic taken over him wholly. he peels off the thin fabric of your dress, baring your breasts. tamlin drops his head, taking a nipple into his mouth. rhysand's hand snakes around, dipping between your legs. he fingers you gently, kissing your neck.

you opened for him, breathing him in. "high lord," you whined, panting. "i need more," rhysand chuckled against your throat, "let's give her that, what do you say, tamlin?"

tamlin growled, tugging you toward him. his cock was hard against your stomach, rhys against your back. you dropped to your knees, taking tamlin in your mouth, wrapping your hand around rhysand's length. you broke away long enough to kiss the head of rhysand, spitting in your hand to pump him freely.

you licked tamlin's length, taking him as deeply as you could until he came in your mouth, rhysand in your hand.

they follow you to the cave floor, tamlin lying flat on his back and guiding you on his cock. soaking wet, you took him easily. you dug your nails into his skin, moaning, as you rolled your hips. you bounced on him, kissing him, as you chased your peak. momentarily forgetting rhysand, you were reminded of him when he pushed you forward by your shoulders, bracing your hands on either side of tamlin.

he thrusts slowly in you, rhysand pushing himself in beside tamlin. there, they fuck you for hours. until your delirious on their cocks, leaking cum and so sensitive that you can no longer tell who is who.

when the sun rises and the magic wears off, they vanish, returning to their estates. reeking of them both, you can hardly walk, leaking them down your thighs. yet, you return to your home, the child of a high lord left in your womb.

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[tamlinsbedroom]

Chapter 10: Three Makes a Crowd

By the time I awoke, both males were still asleep next to me. Tamlin’s front was pressed up against my back, his warmth luring me to surrender to sleep. I was facing Rhys, my head nuzzled into his chest securely, his legs interlaced with mine. We were all still completely nude, I soon became aware of. Perhaps my mates were not actually asleep, as I felt not one, but two hard ons pressed into my bare flesh.

“Good morning, Alanna Darling.” Rhys cooed into my ear, swiftly biting it and then kissing the sting. Tamlin was quick to react, grabbing my hips from behind and giving me a reassuring squeeze.

“Did you sleep well, love?” My blonde mate asked, massaging and leaving open mouthed kisses on my bruises from the night before. It was hard to speak clearly when I was both still tired and impending pleasure was coursing through my veins. I didn’t know how I managed.

“Yes. It’s been a long time since I’ve slept so deeply…” I admitted, reaching up to give Rhys a sweet kiss on the lips, turning my neck and giving Tamlin the same treatment.

It was important to equally show display of affection to my mates to prevent jealousy. It seemed to be common sense, somehow.

“I wonder why. It’s not like you had two high lords between those beautiful thighs last night.” Rhys purred into my ear, arousing me even more. I felt the pre-cum from the tip of Tamlin’s cock start to leak in-between my legs, dauntingly close to my heating core. Rhys trailed a finger down my body, making sure to stop at each breast and give the peaked nipples a soft pull. He grinned like a cat upon feeling my entrance.

“Already darling? I can’t say I’m surprised…”

“Of course she’s soaked, Rhysand. Females normally can hardly contain themselves after getting a taste of their one mate.” He kissed my neck, sucking the tender flesh and blowing on it. “Imagine what that times two would do to them…”

Rhysand’s fingers ventured inside of me, my walls engulfing his digits. A lewd sound filled the air when he began moving them in a “come hither” motion. My back arched, pressing into Tamlin’s cock and making him growl behind me. This only fueled me to begin grinding on him, feeling his foreskin lift and lower with each thrust of my hips. It also added to the deep movement of Rhys’s fingers, which were pumping even harder into my g-spot now.

“Godsss—please!” I cried out when Tamlin’s hand slipped around my thigh to begin rubbing my bundle of nerves, bringing me dangerously to my end.

“Yeah sweetheart? Cum for your mates. Go on, let us feel that sweet little cunt gush on our fingers.” Rhys’s dirty words would be the death of me, I soon found as I climaxed at the hands of the two males. I knew Tamlin was dangerously veering off the edge of his own orgasm, by the way he held my hips to keep me from grinding against him anymore.

“Good girl.” Rhys cooed into my ear. Tamlin, ever so non verbal at times simply gave me a pat in-between my legs, rubbing the insides of my thighs.

“I want you to cum in me first today.” I announced to Tamlin, seeing that last night he got Rhys’s sloppy seconds. The lust in his eyes flickered like a candle flame at my words.

Without second thought, the lord of spring flipped me over so that my arse was up and my elbows were resting on the lavish bedding. Rhys moved in front of me, his cock so hard it pressed against his pelvis.

“Guess this means I get to try out that pretty mouth today.” He crooned at me, putting a middle and index finger against my bottom lip. I licked them teasingly, opening my mouth before him. He let me suck on his fingers, no doubt imagining what it would feel like if it was his dick instead. 

“Are you ready?” Tamlin asked from behind me. Spreading me open to see my dripping core. Rhys didn’t bother to take his fingers out as I forced a ‘mmhmm’ to come out.

His cock lined up with me, teasingly bumping into my clit over and over again. It took me by surprise when he finally submitted to his carnal desire and slid it inside of me. My walls swallowed it instantly, his full length able to penetrate me fully due to the position. He didn’t stop until his heavy balls hit the back of me with a soft ‘tap’.

Rhys traced the head of his pretty cock over my lips. I looked up at him with my emerald irises and presented my tongue for him to slide his lengthy member onto. He did just that, not stopping until the head hit my uvula.

“Mother above why do you have to feel this good?” Tamlin groaned, his cock pounding in and out of me like an siphon, drawing out my wetness and making it drip down my leg. Meanwhile, Rhys had the most beautiful look on his face I’d ever seen. It was as though he reached true enlightenment in my mouth, his jaw slack and his eyelids fluttering.

I reached between my legs to rub my sensitive clit again, but my wrist was grabbed and put back down by Tamlin as he began to play with it himself. I moaned around my bats length, the vibrations adding to the intensity. I knew my mates were close by the way their hips stuttered in their languid movements.

“That’s right—I’m going to fill you. Mark you as mine. Fuckkk…” My blonde mate began to drill me now harder and faster than before, his balls slapping against me so hard I thought the wind would have been knocked out of me if I didn’t know better.

Rhys announced he was cumming with a guttural snarl, warm slightly salty liquid slipping down my throat as he massaged my jaw gently with his thumbs.

Tamlin was soon to follow, and as was I. My clit began to twitch under his fingers as I came, clenching down on his cock and causing him to paint my insides white.

I nearly fell down when they both pulled out of my holes, Rhys catching me in his arms as Tamlin steadying my hips to prevent it.

They both just held me for a moment, lazily kissing and drawing patterns on my sore flesh.

“Let’s get you a bath, yeah?” Rhys cooed down at me. Tamlin headed to the bathing room to start filling the porcelain tub.

Did they mean that they were going to bathe me…together? I pondered, fantasies flooding my mind. A knowing look from Rhys told me my answer.

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[tamlinsbedroom]

Chaper 9: Awaited Rutting

When I awoke, Rhysand was on the other side of the bedroom packing a suitcase for us. I silently observed him until he finally felt my heavy eyes on his back. His shirtless back, I should say. I watched the muscles ripple as he moved.

“Like what you see?” He purred. I blushed and much to my dismay got out of bed, wobbling up to him. He pulled me into him and I breathed in his scent that both lulled me to sleep and made me wake up.

“We’ll winnow to the Spring Court after breakfast.” He smoothed down my hair as he spoke. “Did you sleep well?” I nodded, but not before my stomach growled. He chuckled, zipping the suitcase shut.

“Let’s get you some breakfast, Alanna darling.” He grabbed my hand and walked downstairs with me carefully, gesturing for me to sit at the loaded table. I wasn’t shy as I gathered waffles, bacon, and eggs onto my plate. Even though we were winnowing, something told me that I was going to be in desperate need of strength for what I felt was going to happen later…

I saw Rhys smirk at me out of the corner of his eye.

“Yes, it truly is astonishing how neither of us have ravished you yet.” My eyes widened and I was thankful that we were the only ones there.

“Are you nervous?” He asked me. I wasn’t about to lie when he had a direct pathway to my mind.

“Yes…” I admitted. He smiled softly and set his hand on mine.

“We will go at your pace. You don’t have to worry when it comes to us. We’d never do anything you didn’t want to do…even Tamlin. Though his past actions do make me have my doubts.” I didn’t ask what actions those were. We finished up breakfast quickly and Rhysand gathered up the suit cases.

“Ready?” He held out his arm to me. I nodded and took it.

In a whirl, we were suddenly in the Spring Court again, right outside the front doors of the manor. Not half a second later, the doors flew open. Tamlin greeted Rhys with a hard look, his jaw clenched. He looked at me and that look subsided, checking over me as if to see if I was okay.

“Come in.” He held the door open for me, but when Rhys came up behind me it “magically” shut on him.

“Rude rude rude.” Rhys mused. Tamlin snarled at him, pointing a finger.

“You are never to take her against her will again. I mean it.”

“Of course. It had to be done this once, and you know it. You should be thankful because right now I have half a mind to—“

“Hey.” I butted in. “Can you two relax? I’m safe and here. You,” I gestured to Rhys, “keep telling me alllll about how this mating bond is supposed to make you act like rutting stag and yet you’re both bickering like a married couple!” They looked equally as shocked at my little outburst, before chuckling.

“You’re right, darling.” Said Rhys with a grin. “Allow us to show you what you so desperately want to see.”

Tamlin was in front of me in a heartbeat, slamming his lips against mine with fury and passion. I kissed back, the fire being fed gasoline as the blood in my veins heated.

Rhysand was behind me, pressing kisses on my exposed shoulder before I heard a loud rip. My dress, well, what was left of it, was on the floor in pieces. I was now stark naked between the two men. Rhys grabbed Tamlin and I as we winnowed to the lord of spring’s chamber.

“You have no idea how long we’ve been waiting for you.” Said Rhys, his lips now attacking my chest, tweaking my hardened nipples between his fingers as Tamlin made his way in-between my legs. He spread them harshly, hungry for the feast that awaited him.

“Go on, Tamlin. Feast on our mate.” Tamlin growled in answer, his tongue delving inside of me as Rhys continued to fondle my breasts.

“F-fuck!” I moaned out in a high pitched wail, never have felt this sort of pleasure. Tamlin’s tongue now was licking my clit in stripes, spitting on it and kissing it, quite literally making out with my pussy.

“How does she taste?” Rhys asked, peering down between my legs. Tamlin came up with his chin glistening.

“Like raspberries and cream.” He grunted, delving back down to suck my bundle of nerves in his mouth, ever so slightly clamping his teeth down on it. Just enough so that I felt the intense pressure. Rhysand turned to me and kissed my lips, his tongue sliding into my cavern and quickly dominating my own. He tasted like melons and strawberries from breakfast still, and—

“Oh my gods!” I yelped at Tamlin inserting not one, but two of his large fingers inside of me.

“Easy.” Rhysand said to him. Tamlin began curling them into my g-spot and my eyes rolled back into my head.

He kept fingering me for what felt like hours before taking them out and shoving them into my own mouth. I sucked around them, my tongue dipping between the digits.

“She’s ready.” The high lord said to the other.

“Who do you want first?” Rhys asked. That decision felt impossible to make, and Tamlin glared at him sideways.

“I don’t know…” I couldn’t choose without disappointing one of them. To my absolute surprise, Tamlin spoke.

“I’ll take her mouth.” He said to Rhys, looking equally as shocked. He nodded, and the males—my males, started stripping in front of me. Their chiseled abs and muscles shined in the light, and when they dropped their pants at the same time…mother above.

Their cocks were equally as large…and as beautiful. Tamlin’s was curved ever so slightly upward, a vein running through it. It was just as sun kissed as the rest of his skin, the tip a pretty pink. His balls were round and oh so heavy. Full of cum. Rhysands, on the other hand, was straight, with more veins on it. The head was a reddish pink, and his balls were just as big and full. I was about to be bred by these two—

“Are you ready?” I hadn’t even noticed Rhys between my legs, Tamlin in front of me, cock heavy on my lips.

“I want you both to breed me.” I didn’t know where those words came from, but I meant them with every cell in my body. They looked at each other, nodding. Tamlin waited to put it in my mouth, instead opting to kiss my temple and rub my arms comfortably.

“I need you to tell me if it’s too much, alright?” Rhysand told me, concerned at how fragile I was.

I felt the tip sting as it stretched me, Rhys looked into my eyes deeply.

“Are you okay, darling?” He asked reassuringly.

“Mhmm…just slow…” I held onto Tamlin’s hand, my grip tight as he slowly pushed into me.

“Such a good girl.” The blonde whispered into my ear, kissing my neck over and over again.

When Rhy’s was fully sheathed inside of me, I thought that I was going to explode. I had never felt so utterly full…his cock touching every inch my walls.

“You feel so. Fucking. Good.” He paused his words on each thrust. “Dammit I can’t hold back…”

Tamlin opened my mouth with his fingers, gagging me as a sort of test before he put his dick down my throat. I nodded at him…I needed him. The males were quenching a thirst I’d never known I had. His cock hit the back of my throat as I hollowed my cheeks around it.

“I wonder if your pussy feels as good as this pretty little mouth.” Tamlin mused, now fucking my throat at the same pace as Rhys fucked my pussy.

“Tamlin…you have no idea.” Rhysand was now pounding me, his balls clapping against my ass. He grabbed my ankles and put me into a mating press, his cock going even deeper. Tamlin pulled out to give me a breather, tears streaming down my face along with spit. Rhys frowned.

“Don’t rough her up like that.” Tamlin snarled and made a comeback.

“Then come fuck her throat and see how hard it is not to.” Rhys laughed, and I felt it surge deep within me. That familiar feeling of being right on the edge, about to jump off. Rhys pounded faster, and harder, and deeper.

“I’m going to cum inside of you. Mark you as mine. My one and only mate. Get ready Alanna darling…I’m cumming!” He did just that, his hot seed shooting against my cervix as he grunted deeply. He was about to collapse on top of me when he pulled away. Tamlin, now out of my mouth stood between my legs.

“My turn.” He smirked. Rhysand was now next to me, his hand in-between my legs. Rubbing his cum into my clit as Tamlin thrusted in. I almost came then and there, the sheer pleasure overwhelming.

“Gods you were right, Rhysand. Her mouth is heaven but this—“ He thrusted particularly hard “—is beyond compare.”

My clit continued to be fondled and rubbed by my other mate, all while my blonde one drilled me. Rhys fucked me with passion, with force. But Tamlin…he fucked like an animal. Both of the males made me feel so good in equally as addicting ways. I was lucky—so incredibly lucky.

“P-please Tamlin, Rhys. Make me cum…I can’t take it anymore!” I yelled out, right on the edge when a few more rubs and thrusts tipped me over.

It came crashing down not like a wave, but a tsunami. Rhys held me as I must have dug my nails into his arms.

“Dammit she’s clenching so fucking hard! I’m cumming—“ Tamlin released inside me lastly, his load just as big and hot as Rhysand’s.

I nearly passed out when Tamlin pulled out, laying down on the other side of me.

The evidence magic bond was leaking out of me onto the sheets, all three of our essences. Rhys went to go grab a warm wash cloth as I caught my breath next to Tamlin. When he was back, Tamlin held one of my legs open so Rhys could wipe the sweat and cum off of me. I flinched when it made contact with my overstimulated clit. Rhysand apologized, pressing a simple kiss to it. He discarded of the towel and went to lay next to me.

Both of the males at either of my sides made me feel the most protected I’d ever felt in my entire life. Rhys must have heard me as he squeezed my arm.

“Thank you. Both of you.” I spoke alas.

“What for?” They both said in unison, making me giggle and them glare at each other.

“Everything.”

They both kissed my cheeks, Rhysand to my right and Tamlin to my left.

“Sleep, Alanna.” Said Tamlin. Draping an arm over my midsection.

“She’ll need it for the amount of fucking we’re all going to do tomorrow.” Rhys mumbled with a smirk, snuggling up to my side and kissing my forehead. This wasn’t so bad after all.

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[tamlinsbedroom]

Chapter 8: Choice

As soon as Rhysand carried me to dinner and I got a view of the dining room, there were others there. Ones who looked like Rhys a little, and two women. One had black short hair and a sharp gaze. The other had golden beautiful hair. I shrunk back a little at all four eyes on me.

“This is Alanna.” He said, placing me on a chair next to him with a gentle care. “As I just told you all, she is my only mate, but I am not her only one. “

They all looked with a knowing stare at Rhys, their eyes flickering to me. Morrigan, Mor for short I soon learned, was the first to speak to me.

“We’re all happy to have you as a part of the family, Alanna. I’ve never seen Rhys look so happy.” She gleamed at me. I smiled at her the best I could without feeling awkward.

“This is a lot for her to take on. Just over a week ago she set foot for the very first time in Prythian…” He didn’t explain why, and for that I was grateful.

The meal was the most delicious thing I had ever consumed. Roast beef in a flavorful gravy, sparkling white wine, asparagus with butter, wild rice, and some sort of savory pie that I marveled at. I hadn’t realized how hungry I was.

Even though Rhysand was new to me, I felt as though I’d known him and Tamlin both for decades. It must have been part of the whole mate—

“Yes dear, you’re correct. It is because we are your mates.” I stared at him with wide eyes and everyone at the table chuckled quietly.

“How do you keep doing that?” I asked.

“It’s a mating bond thing. Tamlin can do it too if he wished, but something tells me that he would have rather kept that secret.” I looked down at my lap, my mouth gaping. I had thought all those dirty thoughts and unknowingly was shooting them straight to Tamlin’s head, and Rhys’s for that matter. He smirked at me, but also had sympathy in his eyes in understanding of my mortification.

“We will go back to the Spring Court soon. No doubt Tamlin is furious with me. It’s not like he could have stopped it, anyways. The Cauldron certainly has a sense of humor.”

“He won’t hurt you. I won’t let him. If this is how it’s going to be, how it was destined to be at the start, he’s just going to have to learn to control his temper.” I said with a promise. Everyone looked shocked.

“Good luck with controlling the beast.” Said Cassian. Rhys shot him a hard stare.

“We will figure everything out, don’t you worry. And like Tamlin could hurt me, anyways. I’m the most powerful High Lord there is.” Once again, shocker to me. I had not only two High Lords mated to me, but one was the most powerful of them all. I could hardly believe my handful.

Once everyone finished eating, Rhys carried me back upstairs. Since no one looked at that weird, I’d assumed he literally told them everything. He set me down on my bed. I looked up at him.

“Will you…” I struggled to finish my sentence.

“Lay with you? Of course.” He did so, keeping a respectful distance of a few inches. I looked over at him, finding those pretty violet eyes on mine. There it was again, that magnetism. Some magical force that pulled me closer and closer to him. I knew what I needed, it was obvious. I needed him, no, both of them inside me. Filling me up would be the only thing to curb that intense pulling. But we had to wait…I could hardly even listen to myself. A little more than a week ago I was some fragile human on the other side of the wall, cooking, cleaning, trying to take care of my father in any way I could. And now, my extreme change of fate made my head spin.

“It must tire you to think so much.” He smirked. I laughed quietly, and inched closer to him. His smirk fell and what could only be described as pure want—not only a sexual want, but more so a want of closeness filled his eyes. I put my head on his shoulder and sighed. He grabbed my hand gently, bringing it to his heart. I felt the steady drum of the organ, beating so much like mine. I almost surrendered to sleep as a knock came at the door.

“Rhysand?” It was Cassian. “I have a letter from Tamlin. You’re gonna want to see this.” There was amusement behind his words. Rhys looked at me knowingly and opened the door.

“He’s pretty pissed.” Cass mused.

“I’m sure he is.” He snatched the letter from his hand, and proceeded to read it out loud.

“Rhysand, you better bring her back immediately. I am going to finish you off next time I see you for what you’ve done. I wanted her. I found her. I should be the one to have her, not you. If I don’t see you by tomorrow afternoon, you’re going to regret it. Tamlin.” Rhysand chuckled, but stopped when he saw my worried face.

“Oh gods, he’s—“ Rhysand stopped me.

“I’m going to say this once, Alanna. If you only want one of us, or neither, it is your choice. I will not force you to be with me, and I won’t let Tamlin force you to be with him. You are free. Do you hear me? You will not be chosen like some party favor.” I felt tears sting at my eyes. I’d just met him, and he spoke as if he’d known me forever. I couldn’t help but to run up to him and bury myself in his arms. Cassian was still there, but scampered off no doubt due to a sharp look from Rhys. His hands stroked my back.

“Thank you…t-thank you.” I sobbed.

“Darling, shouldn’t be thanking me for showing you the decency of freedom.” He was right. It was a basic right, but I couldn’t help it. No one had ever made me feel like I’d mattered before…

Even though I’d quickly come to learn how much of a mess Tamlin was, it didn’t stop me from wanting him. I made sure to make my decision clear to Rhysand.

“I want you both. I feel it deep in my heart, as if there’s two voids instead of one…please I—“ His lips merged into mine. Not forceful, but wanting. As if the pull had gotten so strong that even he, the most powerful high lord couldn’t help it. I would be lying if I said I hadn’t felt it all at once too. So I kissed him back, tasting the smooth wine on his buttery lips.

When we both pulled back, he smiled. One of those rare smiles, where it’s completely genuine and nothing short of loving. He kissed my brow before picking me up and walking to the bed.

“You need to rest. Tomorrow, we journey back to the Spring Court.” He slid in right in front of me, sliding the covers over both of us. The covers were pulled up and I breathed in his scent of citrus, sea salt, and jasmine. His arms gripped my waste in a reassuring way, pulling me even closer to him.

“Sleep well, Alanna darling.” And so I did.

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[tamlinsbedroom]

Chapter 7: Rhysand

The strange faeries voice rung in my ears, and I stood there, half naked, in shock. Tamlin was quick to step in front of me.

“What are you doing here? Never mind I don’t care, get off of my land.” Tamlin snapped, venom dripping off his tongue.

Rhysand’s smile turned feral as he tutted.

“Ever the hospitable high lord.” Rhysand walked forward and began circling me. I looked down in shame and crossed my arms, attempting to hide beneath them as he gazed me up and down. Tamlin took a daunting step towards him, then stopped mid-way.

“I would remember your place, Tamlin. You know what I’m capable of.” The male chuckled.

“What a pretty flower you’ve acquired. Where did you pick her?” Rhysand asked, his violet eyes on me again.

“It’s no business of yours.” The violet eyed faery looked at my midriff, the bandage covering it. I almost saw what mirrored worry in his eyes, but it vanished in a flash.

“Anyways, I’ll be visiting a little more often now that you’ve got something at this tiring court worth my while.” Tamlin snarled like an animal.

“What so you mean ‘worth your while’? You are not welcome here. And you certainly won’t be going near Alanna.”

“Ah, that’s the flowers name, is it? Alanna. I think she should decide whether or not I’ll be going anywhere near her, don’t you darling?” He locked eyes with me, and it was hard to keep looking into them.

“I—I don’t know you.”

“You didn’t know Tamlin here, either. Until he saved you.” Both Tamlin and my eyes widened in shock, how did he—“What if I saved you too? Had something to offer that you couldn’t possibly refuse?”

“I don’t even know you’re name.”

“It’s Rhysand. But you, my little flower, can call me Rhys.” He said teasingly, tracing his hot finger against my collar bone. I should have wanted him to stop, to go away, but at the same time it felt like it did with Tamlin. That magnetism, pulling me towards him. What was going on? I was starting to get angry. It was as if he read my mind as he spoke next.

“I have an answer to that question you keep asking yourself, Alanna. I know it’s eating you up. Poor thing, being so illiterate to this world and it’s laws.” The gears in my mind were turning ten million miles an hour. I wanted to know what it was, but wouldn’t Tamlin just tell me?

“No, he won’t.” Rhys read my mind again. I looked at Tamlin, and he looked at me with pleading eyes. I had to know.

“Fine, deal. Now tell me.” The black haired faery laughed and put his hands behind his back.

“My end of the bargain comes first, you’re coming with me.” He grabbed my arm and the next thing I knew, I was gone from the Spring Court.

When I observed my surroundings, I was in a very nice home. It was like the manor, but more—comfortable. Relaxed. Rhys came into my view. I shuddered, realizing I was still in undergarments.

“W-where am I? Please don’t hurt me I didn’t know—“ He grabbed my face and shushed me.

“Alanna, you’re fine. I’m not going to hurt you. Now. About your question.”

“Tamlin, is your mate.” My eyes widened in shock. Mate? I have heard that before, in mortal legends. The way that the High Fae bonded to each other—

“But, he is not your only one.” My jaw must have literally dropped to the floor. I didn’t understand, how could someone have more than one mate? And I thought humans couldn’t have mates.

“My goodness, your think so fast. It’s extremely rare for even high fae to have two mates, let alone a human. But, you, my dear Alanna, are not entirely human.” This was all too much…father has spoken legends passed down my family about my great grandmother being a high faery, but we thought it was just a family whim or something. Two mates. It wasn’t hard to figure out who my second one was.

“And…you’re my second.” He nodded. “How did you even find me?” I asked, conduction expressed clearly on my features.

“I had dreams about you. About a girl in a human village, a girl who loved to read, and could never hurt a fly. I saw you in the prythian, in the forest running from those pigs. I saw Tamlin find you, and bring you back to the Spring Court. I couldn’t get to you in time, I knew Tamlin had to be the one to meet you first.” I looked at him in disbelief. I didn’t know what to think. Two mates? Two High Faery mates? I began to get lightheaded. He grabbed my chin gently, making me look up at him.

“I know it’s a lot to take in, and I truly am sorry that I’m putting this on you. I just couldn’t hold back any longer, I couldn’t bare Tamlin hiding you from me.”

“He really knew? And he wasn’t going to say anything?” Rhys nodded.

“You’ll soon learn that he is very protective. Too protective. Nonetheless, he is your mate too. So, we will all just have to deal with each other. Good thing is, Tamlin and I are both High Lords of of own courts and—“

“What? You’re a High Lord too?” I put my hands on my head and couldn’t believe what fate had felt me. Rhys chuckled, a real chuckle full of warmth.

“The cauldron truly has blessed you, Alanna darling. Now, get changed and just hollar when you’re done. I’ll carry you to dinner.”

“I can walk.” I stood up shakily, trying to prove my point and almost fell down. I guess all the strength it took me to stand up in the lake of starlight had drained my energy.

Rhys was quick to grab my arms and steady me, touching his pointer finger to my nose as a cute gesture.

“Sure you can.”

I opened the drawers in my luxurious but cozy room to find purely lingerie. How the hell was I supposed to get comfy in this? I stormed to the closet and that selection wasn’t much better, but I settled on a satin black dress. It hugged my figure in all the right places…

I didn’t even have to hollar for him as he knocked on my door.

“Come in.” He did so. He looked at me as if I was a long lost treasure chest full of rare gems.

“This was the only suitable thing to wear…” I admitted. He smiled softly.

“You look beautiful, my mate.” He said the last two words with a growl, and my thighs clenched together. I heard stories of how when mates first came together they fucked…over and over and over again.

“Well darling, as much as I’d like to do that, it’s going to have to be with us both. It’s only fair to Tamlin.” He said, his words lingering as he traces a hand down my back. He kept reading my talked mind, I assumed it was some sort of fae magic.

“Listen to me Alanna. We won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with. If you don’t want this, say the words and I walk away. I can’t make promises about if Tamlin will do the same, but you have mine.” He kisses my cheek before picking me up gently. I groaned at how close he felt to me, his hands holding me up just under my arse. I couldn’t deny that I had wanted them both, from the moment I met them. This was going to be a crazy ride…

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