Byleth X Dimitri Novels & Stories

Beth I woke up completely alone, naked, and cold, I tried to move but noticed all I could do was move my legs. I guess when he was done he undid my legs and left. As I moved my whole body was in pain, it was dark so I couldn't see what he had done to my body. Vlad I tried to get a hold of Beth but she wasn't returning my text messages, so I tried to call her but all I got was her voicemail.

The room felt both intimate and imposing, a space where their dance would unfold under the watchful eyes of history. With each step, the tension in Letharia's muscles seemed to intensify. Aven could sense her apprehension, but he remained by her side, his presence a steady anchor. As they began their intricate steps, Letharia's movements mirrored Aven's, but her eyes betrayed a hint of doubt.

Every strike Dimitri landed felt like it was tearing into her own flesh. Dimitri laughed breathlessly as he drove his elbow into Jaxon’s stomach. “Look at you,” he sneered. “Still trying to be the hero.” Zara sobbed louder. “Please! Don’t hurt him. Please!” For a split second—just a fraction of a moment—Dimitri turned his head toward her. That was all Jaxon needed. Jaxon moved with lethal precision, sweeping his leg out and hooking it behind Dimitri’s ankle. Dimitri lost his balance, crashing hard onto the floor. Before he could recover, Jaxon surged forward and drove his boot straight into Dimitri’s face.

Dimitri had me sit on his lap, straddling him on the edge of his massive bed, and the position felt impossibly intimate. His hands settled on my waist, warm through the thin fabric of my shirt. “Are you nervous?” he asked softly. “Yes.” “Don’t be. I’ll take care of you.” One hand slid up my back, tangling in my hair. “Tilt your head for me. Expose your throat.” I obeyed, and heard his sharp intake of breath. “You look fucking perfect like this,” Dimitri murmured. “Willing. Wanting. I’m going to bite you now, and you’re going to let me. Say it.”

A moment later, he moved into the beam cast by one of the security lights on the grounds. There was a fluttering sensation in my stomach as I looked him over. Dimitri was shirtless. Beads of moisture coated every inch of his body. Had he been exercising or swimming in the pool? All he had on were sweatpants which rode low on his hips in a very sexy way. I couldn't look away from that perfect body even if I tried. I followed his progress with my eyes. Any moment now, he would turn the corner that would take him out of my sight. I wished I could do something postpone that moment. All of a sudden, he stiffened. He looked up at the balcony. I ducked before he could see me, or at least I hoped I

asked Lizha, playing dumb. Dylan flashed a teasing smile. "Spit it out Lizha," Dylan said as he sat back down, "you've got a real hickey on this side," he pointed at his neck." Lizha covered the spot with her hand. "It's not what you're thinking..." Dylan crossed his arms, "Come on Lizha... this is normal... speak... who's the lucky one?" "Bentley.. " Lizha looked away. "Ah... Really? Archie's personal escort..."

Dimitri walked ahead of her, his feet sinking into the sand as he approached the water. Ayesha grinned as she broke into a run, sprinting at an unsuspecting Dimitri. She ran across the sand, planting her hand on his shoulder before he could turn and jumping high enough to land perfectly on his back. With her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist, she giggled as he gasped from shock. He stumbled forward but caught himself quickly.

Dimitri was huge—thick, veined, and violently hard. Dimitri spat into his hand again, slicking his length, then lined himself up. He didn't ask. He gripped Leo’s hip with one hand, braced the other on the window beside Leo's head, and drove inside in one long, brutal thrust. "Dimitri!" Leo screamed, his eyes squeezing shut. The stretch was immense, a white-hot burn that bordered on too much, but it grounded him in a way nothing else ever had. Dimitri didn't wait for him to adjust. He pulled back and slammed home, setting a vicious, punishing pace. The wet slap of skin against skin filled the room, mingled with Leo’s broken moans and Dimitri’s heavy grunts.

' Dimitri wondered as he raced into the apartment. Dimitri couldn't believe what he saw when he entered the room. Both of his mates were naked. Dominic’s beautiful brown skin glistened while positioned between Emmett's legs. The Omega's legs were pushed wide open, and his head was thrown back as beautiful little moans fell from his lips. The scent of his slick was so sweet and thick, inviting him in.