Novel & Cerita Timeskip Dimitri

I met this girl who seemed to be running low on essence, so I offered to transfer some essence to her. Afterall, her body was hot. I got naked and I fucked her up badly, all in the name of transferring essence. I'm pretty sure she loved it too... But bro, her boobs were freaking hot. "Can you skip to the part on what happened next?" Dimitri asked, he was already growing impatient, because he had never slept with a girl before, he was still a virgin. Which was unusual for a beta. "Alright!!" "So after that night, I woke up very early in the morning so I could ditch her and I did.

Dimitri continued to stroke me softly from behind as he leaned to my ear. He was taunting me, and I could feel it. He was enjoying having his way with me. I debated telling him that I was unsatisfied with him, but I ultimately opted against it. As he massaged the section of my bum near my needy core, I bit my bottom lip and tried to contain my moan. “You must follow my instructions Rena, according to one of the rules. I posed a query to you.” I gasped in gratification as Dimitri gave the instruction while slapping my ass a third time.

I managed to ask, in between my hitched breathing and he scoffed. “No questions.” He discarded my questions and his hands kept traveling through my body. “Let me help you forget about everything.” As he said that, he leaned down to kiss me. I wanted to push him away because I knew I was betraying Aiden, but my hands were weak and I couldn’t move. I could only lay there as he started taking off my clothes one after the other. “You’re so beautiful, Noah.” Dimitri complimented me when he saw my naked body. It made me feel good. My head was fuzzy but his touches were nice. They truly made me forget.

I desire him. I slowly raise my hands, wrapping them around his neck. I let his tongue dance in my mouth. Dimitrio smells and tastes like peach. Sweet and intoxicating. I want more of him. He digs his fingers into my ass, and I moan softly. Dimitrio pulls away from me,breathless. My cheeks burn in embarrassment. He steps back and straightens his suit. “What are you doing?” I ask. “Heading back to the party.” What the hell?

“Oh please, the title isn't necessary. Just call me Citrus.” “It's nice to meet you, Citrus.” I smiled, and he returned the smile. “Same here.” I turned to Dimitri who was busily smiling at us. “I don't need to officially introduce myself, do I?” He said, his voice cold. “If you want to.” I replied with a shrug. He stood up, pulling me in his arms. “It's nice meeting you again, Skylar.” He broke free, and this was the shortest hug we've ever had. I know why, there are a thousand reasons for that.

FLASHBACK…. 5:30pm. Moscow skyline. “It's about time you came to Chicago.” Dimitri chuckled lowly, “The first Kalashnikov wedding, I couldn't miss it bràt.” “Glad to see you'd be present for my Omertà then.” Dimitri clenched his grip on the phone a little. Damien's ascension wasn't something he was looking forward to. “Alicia hun?” Dimitri asked almost sarcastically.

Traitor. “Do you intend to return to your place?” Dimitri briefly closed his eyes, testing the air. “It is too late to make the journey tonight,” he concluded, opening his eyes. “And I would prefer to clean up any loose ends before leaving.” They gave a dip of his head. “Speaking of loose ends, I have a little demon to track down.” “The dawn is only two hours away,” Dimitri warned. Rhye patted one of the numerous daggers strapped to his body. “This won’t take long.”

--- Two Weeks Earlier – Dimitri The scene cut to a dimly lit room, somewhere in Prague. Dimitri leaned back in his chair, a glass of vodka in hand, his face half-hidden in shadows. The scar across his jaw caught the light as he smiled — a cold, lethal smile. “They think they buried me,” he murmured, swirling the glass lazily. “But the dead don’t stay dead.” On the table lay photographs — Alexander, Isabella, and… a baby. Dimitri’s fingers traced the image, his smile widening.

“So, wipe that expression off your lovely face, swan. I’m telling you. It’s all right.” (Damon) DIMITRI WILLERS Observation Day One: He is behaving like an ordinary human. There are no significant changes in his personality yet except for the fact that he had forgotten some of his memories. When questioned about his wife, the reason for his revenge, he was confused. All he could tell us over and over was her name and how she died. He seems to have forgotten how they met and all the details in between. The witches kept a documentary regarding Dimitri which went on for a whole year. We found it in their den.

And now that he holds Dominic's face in his hands, he's certain he wouldn't be able to breathe again without him. "I didn't. I was cold and heartless. But that's because no one else was you... Every part of me is screaming to kiss you, Love you-" Dimitri's words were cut off as Dominic grabbed his face and pressed their lips together. Their tongues slowly danced as Dimitri drew his hips back. Dimitri's movements were slow and steady as he moved in and out of his mate. It took everything Dimitri had not to cum inside the incredibly tight confinements of his mate's virgin ass.