Bela Dimitrescu X Reader Novels & Stories

“So…” He started, deliberately trailing off while Elora spiraled off in panic, her hands covering her exposed breasts. “…you met with Vincent Reynolds today.” Elora nodded more times than needed, all the while squinting her eyes to get a better view of the stranger before her. “Who are you?” She whispered again. “Dimitri Santini. Remember that name because it may be the last you will ever know.” Elora's breath stilled in her throat and she opened her mouth, trying to scream but Dimitri beat her to it by cocking his gun. “I wouldn't do that if I were you…”

But despite this, he was still hot. To my surprise, there was someone to my right. It was the last person I expected to be by my side in the hospital. Serena DeLuca. “Hey, T,” Nico said when he noticed I was awake. All his attention was focused on me. At the sound of his statement, Serena looked at me. She put her hand in mine and squeezed. She was too kind for the mafia life. She had been betrayed so many times, but she opened her heart again to strangers.

Elara It was past midnight. The penthouse was dark and quiet except for the sound of our heavy breathing. Damien was on top of me, his strong body moving slowly between my legs. His thick cock slid deep inside my wet pussy, stretching me so perfectly with every thrust. I moaned softly, my nails digging into his back as pleasure mixed with tiredness. “You feel so good, baby girl,” he whispered in my ear, his voice low and rough. He fucked me slow and deep, grinding his hips against me, making sure I felt every inch of him.

I glanced down at him as Dimitri remedied me with his gaze before tenderly licking the region above my breast, which caused me to shudder and hastily nod in acknowledgement to his previous question. “Use your words Rena.” Dimitri grazed his teeth over the flesh of my breast and I whimpered out a faint yes in response. “Bene, lo stavo aspettando da molto tempo, cazzo.” (Good I’ve been waiting to this for a very fucking long time.) Dimitri gently withdrew off of me before ripping my clothing in half and tossing it to the ground, leaving me wearing nothing but my bra and underwear. I shyly reddened and tried to cover my body from him.

Jumping I step back, I must have been engrossed to realize someone is following me. “Dimitri… I whisper surprised to see him here. “Ehmm” I cough, his eyes taking in my body making me conscious of my nudity. This wasn’t the first time Dimitri has seen me naked but now the situation is different. “Dimitri, what are you doing here?” I try again. His gaze flickers as he stares down at the dirt in his shoe. “Aella is dead” he says solemnly. My mouth forms a small ‘O’

I whisper. Dimitri nods. He keeps on eating and when he’s done, he goes upstairs. I clear the table, wash the dishes, and leave the kitchen spotless. I look around me trying to find something else to do, but everything is neat. I sigh, I don’t want to go upstairs just yet, I’m afraid of what’s going to happen once I go into the bedroom. I go into the living room instead, on one of the walls there is a bookshelf. I look at the books on it, most of them are in Russian and some in English. I take Pride and Prejudice with a smile on my face, this is my favorite book in the whole world. I open the cover, someone wrote a message on the front page: For my beloved Tatiana, enjoy! Yours always, D. Di

Sending love and well wishes to you all xx A trail of water dripped behind Bellamy as he emerged from the shower, a towel hung loosely around his waist as he ruffled another towel through his now damp curls. “Whatcha reading gorgeous?” he nodded to Thea. Placing an intricately carved silver bookmark in between the pages, she placed her book down on the bedside table. Letting out a contented sigh, she stretched her arms and legs out on the bed. “It’s called ‘Her Fae Lovers’ by one of my favourite authors, Jane Knight.” A sleepy smile danced across her face as she dragged her eyes over Bellamy’s wet, exposed torso. Little pearls of water clung to his taught, tanned skin making him glisten unde

“Am I that easy to read, or just thinking out loud?” “Maybe I’m a vampire who can read your mind.” His teeth grazed my neck, presenting the wicked alternative. A few more minutes of joking and aftermath, he finally got me up to get dressed as promised. Right on time, our food arrived. Through the meal, DJ went through the properties on my schedule for the day, eliminating half of them. “You can go another time, if I don’t convince you by tonight,” he offered, finishing his orange juice. “What makes you so convinced this could work?” I blurted out, defensive even though I didn’t mean to be. I still couldn’t wrap my brain around it. “All I know about BDSM is Fifty Shades of Grey, and I’m not i

he hisses. Dr.Ben stalks away, leaving Dimitri swaying slightly, eyes unfocused. Authors note; If you have read this far, who is your favorite character?

Within a few minutes, her body wracked with much needed desire and she cried out his name. Grinning like the cat who got his wife’s cream, he eased his throbbing cock inside her and caught her sigh. Her walls were still clenching as her orgasm ebbed away, so he pulled out slowly and slammed hard inside her. Gripping her ass, he fucked her the way he knew she liked; hard and fast, which was the complete opposite of her sweet personality. During their fucking, he heard their bedroom door open quietly, and his eyes flicked to the door. Bella was watching them with a shocked look as she took in her sister’s screams and hair wrapped around Dimitri’s fist. Then she disappeared as quietly as she sn