Lady Dimitrescu Smut Novels & Stories

Dimitri I can’t believe I let Zev take over so much that I forgot my mate was injured. She smells so good, her little home, her sweet, little home, had been filled with the scent of lemongrass and lilies. I’d been overwhelmed with her scent, with her perky nipples, and then with her gorgeous body on full display for me. Of course then, she started throwing things at me. I knew she wouldn’t hear what I was saying. She was terrified, I could smell that. So I had gotten closer and pressed myself against her, forcing her to listen to me.

She says the last part while flashing me a grin. Finally. Someone that agrees with me on something. Gaining my composure, I pat my hair as I walk towards the almost motionless man. I place the sole of my heels above his eyes and dig it into eyes. He's not dead yet but he will soon so he should feel pain. Have a little taste of your medicine douchebag. “Who are you?” I ask the lady who's still kicking the man. “Me? Dimitra. Dimitra Vicenzo.” “Vicenzo?”

Victoria’s lipstick, unmistakably. “Told you,” Tisha said, nodding diplomatically. Isolde gave Dimitri a cold look as he sat beside her. “You slept with a maid at Vlad’s place just to plant that bug?” she asked sarcastically. Panic was written all over Dimitri’s face, like he had just escaped death. “Worse,” Dimitri hissed, rubbing his face, clearly exhausted. “You slept with the head maid?” Tisha guessed. Dimitri quickly flipped her off, his face annoyed. “The important thing is that the listening device is safely in place.”

I panted, chest heaving. The woman hid a laugh. "Uh-oh," Kat murmured. "Emily is in trouble." Dimitri grabbed me by the waist and pulled me off my feet. "Make sure you try the vatrushka," he said nonchalantly. "Leila makes the best." Louis gave Dimitri an indecipherable look before Dimitri swung me into his arms and carried me up the stairs. I could fight him, but now his masculine scent surrounded me and confused my senses. His warmth soaked into my skin, forcing the resistance to melt within.

She had to control her thundering heart. “My lady, you are stronger than I gave you credit,” Dimitri said. He knew he could love her from that moment. “Never underestimate me,” Stacy said as she climbed out of the limo. She watched as Dimitri stepped out of the limo in a smooth motion that had her knees weak.

Ok I admit it…she is really hot when she is angry and physically harassing my enemies but I will just keep that piece of Information to myself. " Well my lady …I see that you do not remember me , I got to say…I am slightly offended, ok maybe a whole lot offended but that is fine. Let me introduce myself. The names Creed… vampire lord Dimitri Creed . My apologies for my hooligan like behavior my lady, I promise it will not happen again,"

But I barely got the time to think about this as his lips started sucking my wet pussy. I squirmed under his touch and kept gripping the edge of the counter. My chest was rising and falling breathlessly. Dimitri muttered a curse as he said in a muffled voice between his sucking, " You taste like..honey...I can suck you all day.. Luna.." Another moan left my mouth when he started sucking my sensitive bud. My hand went to grab his head but then the door of the house was pushed open. I froze and wanted to get down from the counter but Dimitri kept me on hold. Shame burned my mind as I tried to get off from him,

ELVIRA WARNING, STEAMY SCENE AHEAD! At this point, I am overwhelmed with pleasure and lust; to hell with pride! "Yes, just..just touch me, goddamn it!" I reply, half yelling. I can see the corners of Demetrius's lips curve up into a triumphant smirk. "Your wish is my command, little wife," he snarls before removing my robe entirely and carrying me up without even breaking a sweat. I am now stark naked with nothing to cover my ass and my boobs.

Seraphina Dimitri’s fingers worked faster and harder, the sounds absolutely filthy. My cream was coating his hands, dripping down to join the bathwater. I was making a mess and I didn't care.I couldn't think about anything except the pleasure consuming me. I couldn’t stop the moans which spilled out of my lips as I moved against his fingers. "That's it," Dimitri praised roughly. "Make a mess all over me. Coat my hands with your cum like a good girl."

Lady Siracusa interrupted me and continued, “we called.” “I know it was both irritating and distracting.” I muttered without thinking. “Why did you not come, my dear?” Lord Dimitrious asked gently. He was a huge man but had the gentlest nature you can ever imagine. I could see the curiosity in his light brown eyes, but I also knew he would not ask until we were home. (Lady Dimitria and Lord Dimitrious were fated mates, and they took me in after I lost my parents in the war. They chose to raise a girl as they did not want to raise a boy as they felt it would be like replacing their son. I do not know what happened to their son as the conversation is always changed when it comes to him.)