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scorpioriesling · 2 days ago

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Smutty acotar foursomes with thd bat boys, that's it like really SMUTTY ones, the filthiest you have

Pushed To The Brink

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Pairing(s): Rhysand x Cassian x Azriel x reader

Warnings: SMUT, 4-some, 18+, mdni

Summary: The understood arrangement you shared with your three closest friends is pushed during a night out at Rita's -- and you discover things you didn't know you were capable of before.

SR’s Note: Hi guysss I really tried with this one, and I was excited for some ACOTAR content among all the Fourth Wing works I've been putting out lately -- lol I hope you love it! You guys have been requesting HARD lately (which I am so appreciative of) and I swear I am working on them all, however I work full time and have family / friends / a life outside of my writing, haha. I love and appreciate you all, please just be patient with me while I take your requests seriously! <3

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"Don't tease us, Y/N -- you know how we love to play."

You drew in a long breath as you continued to slowly pull your skirt down your legs. You could feel all three of their eyes on you. Watching. Waiting.

Good -- and now your top.

Rhysand's voice was in your head now, and you rose to stand once more before the men. Clad in only heels, a bralette and undies, you smirked as you watched their pants tighten.

You did as you were told, your fingers curling beneath the fabric of the lacy bralette and drawing it up over your head. You heard Cassian's pleased sigh, and the unzip of his pants as you tossed the garment aside, aiming for it to land just before Azriel's feet. He stared at you intensely, his muscled arms folded over his chest in faux-unamusement. You winked at him, then turning your attention back to Cassian, and your mouth dried at the sight.

Working in the Inner Circle for years at this point, this was nothing new -- these kinky males loved having their way with you, and honestly, you enjoyed the fun. They'd become your closest friends, of course -- however, nothing quite prepared you for the sheer size of them when the time to play came around once more.

Your heels clicked against the familiar marble flooring that Rita's had to offer as you strode over to him, grinning like a cat. His lazy smile broadened as you approached, and bent before him. Your lips halted a near inch from him as you contemplated the best course of action; Cassian was by far the easiest to break of the trio, but Rhys and Azriel were much harder. Time to pull out the big guns.

"Rhysand," you purred, maintaining eye contact with the male before you. "What would please you most in this moment, High Lord?"

The leather rustled as he shifted uncomfortably next to you, breathing in harshly through his nose. Victory flodded your veins as he responded in a strained tone, working to keep his calm.

"Watching you sit on his lap."

You grinned, drawing back from Cassian in favor of sitting atop his lap. His hand left his erection in favor of resting on your hip, the other one bracing the opposing side. His smile fell when you swung your knee over his lap, both of your knees pressing into the red leather below his legs. His eyes found yours as you lowered your ass onto him, finally allowing his hard cock to brush against your lace panties.

"Oh... God," he sighed, angling your hips to move slowly along his length. You grinned at the feeling, playing it up by grinding your clothed pussy over his lap. His fingers flexed on your hips, and he pushed you onto him harder.

"Cass," you groaned. "Feels so good, yes," you sighed, tossing your head back. Your hair tickled your lower back as your eyes closed, blocking out the deep red lighting in Rita's private room. His hips bucked below you and he grunted, causing you to gasp at the feeling.

"Get on that fucking bed." Rhys growled, clearly having enough of your antics with his brother. Your eyes opened, and you glanced to him, watching as he pushed off the comfy chair to stride toward the bed. You giggled, leaning in to kiss Cassian's cheek before climbing off of him. He shot you a lazy smile back, and his brows rose when you took his hand to lead him to the bed with you.

"C'mon, babe -- I'm sure Rhys won't mind if you join."

Rhys's eyes darkened as you sensually climbed onto the mattress before him, making sure to gaze up at him as you drew closer to him. His bottom lip drew between his teeth as he unzipped his own pants, lowering them enough to draw out his massive cock.

"Sweetheart, I was counting on it."

You giggled as you sat back on your heels, your hands bracing the mattress behind you. Rhys's left hand wrapped around his dick, the other reaching to cup your jaw.

"Now, be a good girl and lie down for me."

You of course, obliged. Lying on your back before him, you watched in anticipation as he leaned closer, his dark eyes boring into yours. He yanked off your undies and tapped the head of his cock on your core twice; you shivered at the sensation. He smirked, only glancing to Cassian briefly before leaning over you.

Open that mouth, sweetheart -- then, open those knees.

You opened wide, sticking your tongue out flat as Cassian appeared above your head. Rhys's hands pried your legs open, baring your quivering pussy to him as he drew in a shaky breath. Before you could focus on him and what was to come, Cassian was pushing his cock into your mouth.

Gagging, your eyes widened at the stretch -- his cock was big in a way that it stretched your mouth when he fucked it, filling every inch of space inside. His wings flared behind him as he let out a groan, pushing his cock deeper down your throat.

"Fuck yes... ohhhhh fuck yes," he groaned, and Rhys chuckled darkly. You were unable to look down at him, but when the anticipated stretch finally came, all you felt was relief that it had.

His dick sunk deep into your pussy, slowly stretching you as Cassian's thrusts continued into your mouth. You continually gagged on him, spit gathering near the corners of your lips as Rhys drew back -- only to push into your awaiting cunt once more.

"Such a pretty pussy, sweets," Rhys drawled, his fingers gripping the backs of your knees as he pushed them up toward your chest. You choked around Cassian's cock at the new angle, the head of Rhys's member reaching a depth you hadn't felt in a while.

Cassian panted harder as he continued rhythmically fucking your throat, and his wings flared wider and wider. You could feel from the twitching of his dick that he was close to cumming, and you prided yourself on how quickly you could get these males to break for you.

"You're gonna swallow my cum? Yeah?" He teased from above, his voice coming out in breathy pants. Rhys has began to speed up, fucking into you with fervor. You groaned as your eyes slowly shut, and you hollowed your cheeks around Cassian's cock. He sucked in a sharp breath through clenched teeth, and the twitching turned into full on throbbing as he shot copius amounts of hot cum down your throat. Your throat was raw as you worked to swallow it all, trying your best to get it all down.

Rhys grunted below you as he continued fucking you, watching as his brother yanked his cock from your mouth. He watched as your eyes fluttered open and you came back from whhatever trance he'd had you in. Cassian chuckled, opting to sit near the head of the bed as Rhys's thrusts slowed.

"Such a good girl," Rhys praised, pulling his cock from you slowly. Your head shot up at the loss of contact, and he grinned darkly at you. "But, are you good enough to get Az to come play with you?"

Your eyes gazed sidelong to the shadowsinger, who hadn't so much as moved since the escapades started. His hair was disheveled, as though he'd run his hands through it a few times. The tent in his pants had also grown since you'd entertained him last.

Rhys moved to sit behind you, turning you to sit just on the edge of the bed. Your feet pressed against the edge of the mattress, knees bent and cunt wide open and bared to the brooding brother before you.

"Now, show him what he's missing."

You gulped, knowing exactly what he meant. His warm hands pulled you to lean back against his chest, and when you did, his fingers delicately trailed along your jawline. Your right hand snaked down your abdomen toward your core, searching for the vibrating bundle of nerves there. Your toes curled when you found it, your fingers drawing small circles over the nub. Your lips parted as Rhys's thumb trailed over your lower lip, the other hand finding purchase in cupping your left breast.

"Good girl -- go faster, baby."

Cassian's words drew a breathy sigh through your lips, and your eyes slid closed as you did as you were told. Your lower belly was alight with pleasure as you continued rubbing your clit. A small yelp sounded when Rhys pinched your nipple between his fingers, and your eyes opened once more.

"Good, good -- tell him what you want, sweetie."

Your gaze focused on Azriel, who's expression went from unamused to tortured in a matter of minutes. He stared darkly at you when your eyes met his, still ignoring the pressure in his jeans.

"Oh God... yes," you moaned. Your fingers rubbed fast across your clit, the pressure mounting. "Oh my... Gods, yes! Az please, I need-"

In an instant, the Shadowsinger was on his feet and flanking the bedside, his hands yanking yours from your clit. You gasped as he dove right in, his tongue licking a fat stripe through your folds. He never broke eye contact, his tongue continuing to assault your dripping pussy.

"Oh-! Az, I-"

"Is this what you wanted?" He growled, drawing back for only a moment. "You wanted me to eat you out like the little slut you are?"

Your core clenched at his words, and when you didn't answer, Rhys pinched your nipple again. You cried out, and his mouth barely grazed your ear as he spoke again.

"Answer him, sweetheart."

"Yes! Yes, Az, I- OH-" You gasped when both of his hands wrapped around the tops of your thighs, pressing your messy cunt right up against his mouth. He continued licking, and sucking, and absolutely eating up your clit, not even faltering when you began to shake.

"Fuck, Az... Azzie, I'm-"

He drew back, standing in an instant as he drug the back of his hand across his lips. Your slick coated his skin, and he glared darkly at you.

"You won't cum until you're on my cock," he demanded, and Rhys let go of you. Azriel flipped you over, pushing you onto all fours as he stood behind you, quickly yanking off his pants. You turned to look, only glimpsing the largest cock you'd ever seen before he was fisting your hair, leaning forward to speak into your ear.

"You'll do well to take what I give you," he growled, his fingers wrapping around his length and tapping it roughly against your ass. You nodded, and he pulled your hair tighter. Not what he wanted.

"Y-yes, daddy," you whimpered, knowing the pet name always got him going. He chuckled in approval, letting your hair go and your head rest comfortably again. Your eyes refocused on the males in front of you, lazily fisting their cocks at the sight of you. Azriel's tip pressed against your hole, and he breathed deeply as he pushed in. Your brows knit at the feeling of him stretching you, and fast.

"Oh.. Azzie, yes-"

He yanked his cock free, only to slam back in to the hilt.

You screamed as you were instantly stretched, and his growl of pleasure reverberated behind you. Your mouth fell open as he fucked his cock into you, rough. Hard. Fast.

"Yes! Yes!" You chanted, and his open palm slapped your ass roughly.

"You like that? Huh? Like getting fucked like a little whore?"

His words had you seeing stars as he pounded into you, and you swore you nearly blacked out with the mix of pain and pleasure all at once. What brougt you back were the two Illyrian's moving before you, their smooth cocks leaking and ready for wound two.

Rhys knelt before you first, his dick positioned just before your lips. Cassian continued fisting his length to the right of his brother, both gazing down at you intensely.

"Let me see your tongue, sweetheart."

You listened, allowing your tongue to lie flat against your chin. Rhys gathered spit in the front of his mouth as Cassian groaned, rubbing his cock faster. You flinched when Rhys spat on your tongue, the drip landing perfectly atop it. He bent lower, his hand gripping your jaw as you were forced to look up at him.

Swallow it.

And so you did, delighting in the way he groaned in pleasure when you did.

In that moment, Azriel pulled his cock from you, his hands moving you once more. He adjusted to sit on the bed, and pulled you onto his lap. You stared down at him as he helped you rest comfortable atop him, and his eyes glinted in the dark red light.

"Bounce on it," he commanded, and you gulped. His hand guided his cock toward your entrance, waiting as you slowly sank down onto it. Your breath caught in your throat as he filled you up inch by inch, all the way until you were seated to the hilt. He helped lift you up, allowing you to fall back onto his lap a moment later. Your arms wound around his neck, your nails digging into the skin between his wings harder and harder with each bounce.

"So... big, Az."

He took the compliment to heart, thrusting his hips to meet your bounces. You moaned in pleasure, reaching a hand out when Rhys scooted toward you once more. Your fingers wrapped around his length, the velvety skin like liquid gold beneath your fingers. He sighed as you started pumping him, his gaze trained on the way your ass clapped against Azriel's hips.

"Such a good girl, baby," Cassian praised, kneeling to Rhys's side in favor of pressing small kisses to your breasts. You shook at the sensation, your nipples hardening as his mouth latched onto one and sucked.

"Ahh.. oh yes, yes-" You gasped, your free hand leaving Azriel in favor of stroking Cassian's wing. He shuddered at the touch, and his teeth nipped at your sensitive bud. His fingers toyed with the other, playing with your bouncing breasts as Azriel continued to pound into you.

"You want to cum, sweetheart?" Rhys asked, his voice an octave lower than usual. You tightened your grip, stroking his cock quicker as his abs tightened before you.

"Y-yes... please-"

"I want to feel you fall apart on me," Az growled, his teeth finding the soft skin of your neck. "Let me feel that perfect pussy squeeze my cock, just how I like."

Your groans became more high pitched as Azriel thrusted harder into you, and your gaze drifted to Rhysand above you. His face was scrunched in concentration as his cock throbbed, his impending release just waiting to explode.

"Oh... my God, Az-!"

Your walls clenched and fluttered around him, squeezing his dick like a vice as he continued fucking you. Rhys came with a low shout, his cum painting your lower lip and chin as he released all over you. Cassian's teeth bit harder on your nipple, drawing out the orgasmic sensation.

"Fuck, fuck, oh FUCK-"

You squeaked as Azriel shot his cum up in you, jerking his cock from your hole a second later. Milky-white cum leaked from your hole, as well as clear liquid that shot straight down your legs and soaked Azriel's lap. His cock jerked below you as he came down from his high, his eyes widening as he fixated on the ever growing puddle between you.

Breathing heavy, his hands moved to your waist, holding you against his chest as you regained control of your body. You heaved as you gulped in air, and Cassian grinned at you. He wiped the semen from your lips with his thumb, leaning in to press a kiss to your lips. You smiled as you felt Rhys's deft fingers stroking your hair, all three working to calm down in the aftermath of what had happened.

Rhys moved from the mattress first, climbing off and taking in the scene beyond what he could originally see. His eyes widened a fraction as he stood before you and Azriel, and intrigued, Cassian followed suit. As he joined his brother at the edge of the mattress, he gasped.

"I didn't know you could squirt?" He said incredulously. He landed a playful smack against your butt, and your head turned to face him once more. Azriel chuckled, leaning in to press an appreciative kiss to your cheek.

"Only for me." He incinuated, and you narrowed your brows at him. He grinned slyly up at you, and Rhys sighed.

"Personally, I'd like to try next."

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Lucien Week 2025: Announcing the Prompts!

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DAY 1 || Fireling

"Mind your own business, fireling."

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