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The first time Azriel walks in on Cassian and Nesta, his breath is robbed from him.
Of course, he had seen Cassian in the throws of passion before. The General was extremely vocal in bed and Azriel had been woken up too many times by Cassian’s growls of pleasure and the feminine screams that accompanied them.
When it came to Cassian’s sexual preferences, Azriel was well-versed. What he wasn’t prepared for was his best friend’s mate. When he had first met Nesta, he loathed her. She was cold and biting. She was haughty when she had no right to be. She had even let her baby sister risk her life for the sake of her family. But what made Azriel hate Nesta the most was the way she treated Cassian.
Azriel had never seen his friend so in love. From the moment Cassian had laid eyes on her, his scent had shifted in favor of the striking blonde. For the past two years, he had watched his best friend pine after a woman who continuously rebuffed him.
That’s why Azriel is shocked when he opens the door to the private library and sees Nesta on her knees in front of Cassian, his cock stuffed as far as it can go down her throat.
Azriel is too overwhelmed to move. He can’t take his eyes off of them. He takes note of Nesta’s appearance first. Uptight, humorless Nesta is completely undone before Cassian. Tears roll down her red cheeks and drool leaks out of the corner of her mouth as she struggles to swallow around Cassian’s length. I guess Nesta didn’t hold all the power in their relationship after all.
Azriel looks to Cassian next. He isn’t faring any better than his mate. The General’s head is thrown back, his eyes shut tightly in pleasure. His hands are tangled in Nesta’s hair and his hips flex in rhythm with Nesta’s tongue.
“That’s right, baby. Take everything I give you like a good girl” Cassian says to his mate, his voice a mixture of command and adoration.
Nesta hums her response, hollowing her cheeks around his length. Azriel would have never guessed that Nesta of all people would want to be bossed around in the bedroom. But here she is, on her knees, surrendering to the total command of her mate.
Watching Cassian and Nesta in the throes of passion has Azriel’s cock quickly stiffening in his pants. He aches to pull himself out and stroke himself to completion. He knows he would never betray Cassian and Nesta’s trust like that so before he is tempted any further, Azriel backtracks and silently tiptoes out of the room, his shadows leading him back to safety.
Next time, he’ll remember to knock.