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potatoplace · 5 days ago

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Dazed ... And Confused

Dazed | C1 | C2 ... And Confused | C3

Dark!BatBoys + Feyre x Reader

Poly!ACOTAR x Reader Masterlist

Summary: You're confused, angry, then confused again. Oh, and sore. Very, very sore.

Warnings: dub-con as fuck, smut, mind manipulation, forced mating bond acceptance (lemme know if I missed somethin)

Words: idk on my phone again lol

Author's Notes: I hope you guys like this ooone I'll come back and edit it some after work but I neeeded to get this out to you guyssss I worked on it at midnight last night and then from 6:30 to now 😂 lemme know what you think!

18+ only pls

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Soft light poured through the trees above you, orange, red and gold leaves adorning them. A few fluttered to the ground, one of them tickling your nose before falling to the earth and eliciting a soft laugh from you.

Your hands were interlaced with two others, and sneaky glances out of the corners of your eyes revealed them.

Your... What were they again?

You scrunched your forehead in confusion, your left hand receiving a gentle squeeze a moment later.

"Are you alright, little flame?" You turned your head to look at him, eyes meeting warm amber, red hair covering the earth beneath him.

"Of course," you said lightly, pushing away the sinking feeling that something was wrong.

"You want to get married, don't you?" The female next to you sighed, tugging on your hand lightly. Her skin was glowing brightly, tiny flames burning at the ends of her hair. "I always knew this day would come, but I don't want you to. I'll miss my baby girl so much," she cooed, brushing a hand filled with tiny, swirling flames over your cheek, the heat tickling your skin. "You should stay at the cottage with me forever."

"I won't go anywhere, mama, I promise," you reassured her. "Besides, who would I marry?" you giggled, trying to think of any males that you knew-

"Breakfast time!" a voice yelled, pulling you from your dream. "Mother, how are you still asleep, Y/N?" The tall one- Cassian- said, the mattress beneath you shifting, and you felt a weight hovering over you. "Does your head still hurt?" he whispered, letting a thumb brush over your temple.

There was still a dull ache behind your eyes, but you felt... better? Still foggy, though, like you were wading through mud in your mind.

"Not too much," you whispered softly, a happy thrill tugging against your heart-

Leading you straight to him.

Three other golden strings were tied to your heart, each of them pulsing gently in time with your heartbeat.

Your mates.

"Good, good. Let's get you to the kitchen, baby girl," Cassian said, pulling himself off of you, a chill running up your spine with the absence of his warmth. He stood and scooped you out of the bed, a surprised squeak leaving your lips. His long legs carried the two of you swiftly to the door, and you pinched his arm gently.

"I'd like to wear something," you said when he stopped to look down at you, hazel eyes worried for a moment before softening.

"Of course, baby. I know just the thing," Cassian said when he set you on your feet carefully. He went into the closet, coming back a moment later with a giddy smile on his face. He held up a large maroon t-shirt, sliding it over your arms and letting it fall over your body, the hem resting an inch above your knees. "You look even more perfect," he sighed happily before lifting you into his arms again.

The hallways all blurred together, each turn only making you more confused-

If you lived here, shouldn't you... remember your home?

Unease gnawed at your stomach, setting you on edge as Cassian brought you into the kitchen, your other mates busy setting the table for breakfast.

"Good morning, Y/N!" Feyre squealed, dropping the cutlery she was holding to the table before beelining towards you, prying you from Cassian's arms so you were standing. Her arms encircled you tightly, your mate scenting your neck deeply before pulling away. "Are you hungry, love? We made your favorite- pancakes!"

Your brow furrowed. Pancakes weren't your favorite, muffins were-

Suddenly you remembered trying Azriel's pancakes for the first time, declaring that they were your favorite breakfast food from now on through a mouthful of them. The memory sent a sharp pain to the base of your skull, your slight wince of pain noticed by all four of your mates.

"Is your head hurting you, darling?" Rhys asked knowingly, as if you'd already confirmed it. You felt a distinct pressure in your head for a moment, your confusion at the sensation disappearing a moment later. "Sit and eat, it will make you feel better."

Four pairs of hands fussed over you, pushing your chair in carefully. Your plate was piled high with pancakes and fruit, plenty of blueberry syrup poured over the fluffy stack.

Cassian had gleefully stolen your silverware, cutting each bite and feeding it to you, taking bites of his own while you were chewing.

Rhys, Feyre and Azriel were discussing something to do with the Hewn City- where that was, you had no clue.

In fact... you had no clue where you were.

You were halfway through your plate when the memory hit you again-

Your nose was plugged by two strong fingers, your chin held in place by a large hand.

"Open up, and you can breathe again," Feyre said, waving a forkful of pancakes in front of you. "Come on, for your mate? Please?" You narrowed your eyes at her, trying to convey that you would never eat something from any of them-

But you ran out of air before the message was understood, and the moment you opened your mouth to take a breath, the food was shoved into your mouth. A hand clamped over your mouth, and paired with the fingers still pinching your nose, you had no choice but to chew.

Tying you to them forever.

You stood up abruptly, only managing to turn to the doorway you'd come through before you were restrained, hands pinned behind your back and a large, tanned hand holding you against Cassian's stomach.

"Oh, no, little love," Feyre said darkly. "You're not going anywhere. You're our mate, remember?"

You shook your head, wiggling in the Illyrian's hold. "I didn't choose to accept the bond! You forced me to!" You insisted, fighting hard against the iron grip keeping you still.

"Because you don't know what you want, darling," Rhys stated simply. "But we know exactly what you want."

"What I want is to go home!"

"And where is that?" The question came from Azriel, who had been silent until now. His hazel eyes were dark as they roved over your body before locking with yours. "The only place you belong is here."

You shook your head, trying to remember what your home looked like but-

There was nothing.

You couldn't remember where you'd grown up, what hobbies you enjoyed, childhood friends, even your parents- all of it sat on the edge of your mind, slipping through your fingers when you tried to reach for it.

Cool fingers met your cheeks, bringing your attention back to the four people keeping you captive.

"How about we let Cassian show you just how much you belong here, hm?" Feyre asked, blue-grey eyes staring at you intently. You weren't sure what she meant, but you were certain you didn't want to. Without wasting a second you were pulled through the fabric of the world for a moment, the three of you landing in the bedroom you'd woken up in.

Panic started growing in your chest, your breathing quickening-

It was snuffed out, leaving you sitting on Cassian's lap, one hand moving up from your waist to knead your breast, the other snaking down between your legs, lifting the fabric of your borrowed shirt-

You glared at Feyre, not entirely sure why you were so upset, but the playful smile on her lips had some of it melting away.

"See, little love? You belong with us," she said softly, a hand cupping your cheek so, so gently. "Don't you agree?"

Cassian's fingers dipped between your folds, a groan vibrating against your neck. "Sweet girl, so wet for your mates," he murmured against your skin, gently biting down before laving at the hurt.

"If you play around with her too long, Cassian, maybe Azriel or I should show her who she belongs to," Rhys said. Your eyes fluttered open, you hadn't even realized they'd fallen shut, and now you had three witnesses as Cassian growled, pulling you tighter to his chest.

"Don't even dare," he hissed. "What do you think, baby? Can you take me without preparation?" Your brow furrowed in confusion, but it was short lived as Cassian stood, turned around and deposited you on the bed, his pants shoved from his hips.

Your eyes widened at the sight of his cock, the head of it red and leaking precum, and entirely too large for you to take.

"Oh, don't doubt yourself like that darling," Rhys smirked. "You've taken Cassian countless times, you'll be fine."

"Maybe a bit sore," Azriel chuckled.

Two thick fingers pushed into you, stretching you quickly as your eyes watched Cassian, his own darkened with desire. A satisfied grin slipped over his lips at the squelching noise they made, heat covering your cheeks. You tried lifting your hands to cover your face, only for them to be pinned to the bed gently, Feyre and Rhys smirking on either side of you.

"This is your punishment for thinking you don't belong here, with your mates darling," Rhys cooed, brushing his free hand against your cheeks. "There will be no hiding your pleasure from the four of us today."

You pouted at him, only for Cassian to curl his fingers just so, a pleasured sigh leaving your lips instead. He chuckled before pulling them out, using the slick on them to coat his cock. Just the sight of him running his hand over it had butterflies fluttering in your stomach, knowing he'd be inside of you in just a moment-

But you had been angry, right...? What had you been angry-

Cassian pushed into you slowly, the stretch of the first inch burning, and you tried to back away, tried to get some space-

"Ah, ah," Cassian said, pinning your hips with his hands. "No running away from us, sweet mate." Inch by inch, he forged his way inside of you, the stretch leaving you with no room to breathe by the time he'd seated himself fully inside of you.

You were gasping, your hands curled into the sheets as you tried to breathe, tried to adjust to the size of him stretching you so completely, but there was no getting used to it, especially once he started moving.

The hard and fast pace he set had you gasping with each thrust, the head of his cock bumping against your cervix every few times, pain melding with pleasure. Two fingers slipped over your clit in time with Cassian's movements, building you up higher, higher higher-

You came with a cry, walls quivering around Cassian as you squeezed your eyes shut, overwhelmed at the pleasure still being thrust into you. Cassian groaned, falling forward to lave at your neck as he emptied himself inside of you.

You felt stretched beyond belief, tenderness already blossoming when his cock twitched inside of you, a whimper leaving your lips.

"Cass, get off of her, she's learned her lesson. Right, darling?" Rhys said expectantly.

You weren't sure what they were talking about, but you nodded your head anyways. Anything to lessen the pressure inside of you-

Cassian pulled out reluctantly, pressing a kiss to your lips before getting up completely. "I'll go grab a cloth, alright love?"

You didn't care what he did as you rolled onto your right side, curling into a ball and wincing at how sore you felt already, the small about of preparation he'd done doing little to stop the pain blooming inside of you.

"Oh, don't be so dramatic little love," Feyre giggled. "You love the feeling of being sore after sex, remember?"

Memory after memory hit you of you reveling in the feeling left behind by your mates, curling into Feyre's side as she held you gently while the boys cleaned you up.

Oh. You supposed you did enjoy it, then.

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