Dimitri X Novels & Stories

“Hmm. Thanks for the confidence.” “You looked happy with her. That’s all that warms my heart, but let me stop digging up holes. I’ll talk to you later. I have some packing and arguing to do with Dan.” “I’ll talk to you later.” Dimitri headed straight for the showers the second he got home. He stood under the warm water, his head resting against his fisted hands. His muscles were sore, his bones ached, and his mind wasn't in better condition.

/“I don’t think she has. I’ll have Dimitri investigate to see if there are concerning patterns popping up in other cities and states.” Dimitri was the youngest in our pack and hailed from a distant relative’s pack. He was strong, smart and had the potential to be a great leader. In the short time he had been with us, he had earned his spot as third in command as Omega. /“Have you found some areas to further access the swampland?”/ /“Yes, we have.”/ /“Perfect. Later this week, we will go there during the night and see what we can find. Keep up the good work.”/

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

But I almost disregarded them, until a familiar nasally voice chirped up. "Dimitri, can we shift to another table?" My eyes widened as I slowly lifted them up, and right across me sat none other than Dimitri Kingston. His hand was fisted, but I could still see the blood in the curves of his fingers, making my heart ache. Catherine kept nagging him while he glared at everything he looked at, including me. He seemed like he had the same urge inside, yet he stayed put. That's when my eyes fell on the nameplates on the table. It was reserved from before. Could that mean... I glanced at the man beside me. Montero must have donated a fortune to be on this list.

When his father opened his hospital in the USA, it was good but Dimitri took it from good to best. Dimitri’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Vittori, were well-known doctors in Europe. Antonio Vittori, Dimitri’s father was one of the best cardiologists in the world and his mother Sofia Vittori was an OB-GYN. Since Dimitri was handling everything, they were now living in their family house, in Italy. They occasionally came to the USA to visit Dimitri. Dimitri showered and dressed. Brushing his hair down and spraying his signature scents on himself, he went down to prepare breakfast for himself and Ayra.

~ DIMITRI ~ “Eliminate him.” Dimitri ordered, his eyes fixed on the picture Draco had sent. His brows were knitted together as he tried to discern who the sketch resembled but he couldn't even get anything. He dropped his phone and his finger traced the outline of the sketch on his tab. “Narrow waist… broad but lean… dark hair…” He whispered before shaking his head. The sketch doesn't look like anyone he knew. He inhaled the minty smell mixed with books of his office and pushed his tablet aside before focusing his attention back on his laptop. But suddenly, his eyes flashed in rememberance and he typed some words on his tablet before hitting send.

Dimitri. He looked exactly as I remembered from my recent nightmares—tall, elegant, cruel mouth curved in a smile sharp enough to cut glass. Only now three thick white scars ran from his hairline to his jaw, courtesy of the day Xeros had nearly killed him. They made his grin look even more monstrous. “Hello, my babies,” he purred. My legs turned to water. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. Demetria’s fingers dug into my arm, hard enough to bruise.

Dominic complimented softly moving his fingertips along my lower back where the two dimples were located. "And these." His fingers moved to the sides of my ass where the stretch marks laid horizontally. His touch was so gentle that I sighed in content but nothing could calm my pounding heart. "And this." With one swift movement he plunged so hard into me I couldn't help but let out a tiny scream at the sudden intrusion. His pelvis was flush against me and the massive dick currently inside me was overwhelming in the best way possible. "Fuck," I heard him whisper under his breath. "You feel so good." His voice sounded strained as if he would combust at any second. When he started to roll his h

And, the whole pack would have to come together. "Alpha Dalton," Rowan made his way towards us, appearing alarmingly distressed. I glanced at Dalton in confusion. He had a frown of his own etched on his face. "Marcus is no more." Roman informed us, meeting my eyes as he said so.

“ If you don’t mind me saying this, I think we have waited long enough. It’s best if we talked about what brought us here so we could handle more important matters. “ Viktor said. He was the head of the security detail to make sure all the ranks and Nikolai remained protected. “ More important issues? “ I asked while cocking my eyebrow at him. “ Yes. The war with the Russians, for example. “ He replied. I laughed, eliciting dirty looks from the ranks. “ Is there something funny with what he said? “Vincenzo asked. Everywhere there was disrespect towards me, Vincenzo had to be involved. “ As a matter of fact, there is. How do you expect to fight the Russians if you have battles in the family?