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SEER’S STONE PREVIEW: THE SMUTTY STUFF

I literally have no self-control and just couldn't stop myself from putting together this little preview even though I'm supposed to be working on the next chapter lmao.

Also, happy Elriel month to all! I'm so thankful for this community, the connections I've made, and the welcomeness I've received as a new fanfic writer. You guys are gems 🖤

“Oh, fuck you.” Elain snapped.

A sly smile tugged at the corner of Azriel's lips. “Only if you beg.”

II.

And then he was in her arms and his hands were in her hair and the kiss between was nothing if not feverish. It burned her, the need and desire she'd been trying to ignore for weeks now, finally threatening to devour her whole. Let it, she thought.

Elain wasn't a stranger to destruction and ruin, wasn't scared of chaos and darkness and decay.

He could devour her if he wanted. He could drag her down deep into that strange place of shadow and shade. He could ruin her and in turn, she would ruin him.

"Don't stop," The words were a breathy moan.

III.

Elain caught his jaw in her hand, forcing Azriel to look up at her.

“Do you want to know what I think?” She asked softly.

He looked up at her through dark lashes, hazel eyes half begging her to continue.

“I think you’re always the one in control. The one who always takes charge, and I think,” Elain murmured, tracing a finger over the hard curve of his throat, the strong line of his collarbone. “I think, for once, you don’t want to be in charge," She dragged that finger down the hard expanse of his bare chest, humming as she considered him. Beautiful, utterly fucking beautiful. “I think for once you want someone else to take control. Would you like that, Azriel?”

He only groaned.

Elain ran a thumb down his lip. “Use your words.”

“Yes.”

IV.

His hand came down hard atop her mouth just as a low, desperate moan escaped the back of her throat. Their eyes met over the ridges of his burnt fingers, and, slowly, purposefully, Azriel lifted a finger to his lips.

"I need you to be quiet for me." He whispered.

Elain liked the way he looked like this, desperate and begging. Liked the way he was absolutely determined to please her, liked his willingness to submit to her entirely. Graysen had never relinquished such control, but Azriel...

I am yours, both in body and soul.

Elain couldn't help the wicked grin that settled over her features, couldn't stop the thoughts and wants that flooded through her. She wanted him in every way there was to want someone.

Wanted to make him beg, wanted to wring her name from his lips over and over and over again. Wanted to feel the fullness of him inside her. Wanted to press burning kisses to his scarred hands, along the edges of the sunburst where Hybern's ash arrow had once been, to the very core of his soul.

"Come here."

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