Yasmine And Dimitri Novels & Stories

Her champagne gown fell simply over her body, but the way she stood made the fabric look like armor selected by someone with exceptional taste. “Dianna,” Zane said. His hand moved to his wife’s back, a small gesture that didn’t belong at all to the man I used to know. “This is Jasmine.” “I know.” Dianna held out her hand. “I’ve heard a lot about you.” I shook it. “Hopefully not from this family.” “Unfortunately, yes.” “Then half of it was probably slander.” “And the other half?” “Also slander, but more entertaining.” Dianna smiled broadly.

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?

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.

At this time, in a luxurious hotel, Dalziel was making love with a girl who looked like Daisy, and this girl was none other than Yaretzi. "Dalziel, be gentle, be gentle." Yaretzi kept moaning and begging, she thought that she had seduced Dalziel, and she couldn't help but feel happy in her heart. Hearing that he and his wife were about to divorce, she was even more satisfied. Dalziel still tried, ignoring her pleas, and in the end, both of them screamed before this lovemaking session ended.

"Dimitri, what are you still doing? Call the security and throw them out right this instance." "That's enough, Jaz." Shutting his sister off, Dimitri rounded the table and strode to me. His eyes ran over my face, searching for something. Then his hand lifted, planting on my cheek and rubbing away the tears that I didn't notice fell. "I trust her," he declared. "No matter what anyone says, I know she loves me." A smile broke into my lips, and I threw my hands around his shoulders, pressing him hard against me. "Yes. Yes, I love you. I really do."

said the Moon Goddess Ashlea while roaming her eyes and smiling, "let me introduce to you the fated mate of Marry, it's no other than Alpha Kelvin!" A tall guy in the back suddenly stood up when the Moon Goddess finally revealed that he is the fated mate of Marry. I am beyond happy because finally, it's really her time to shine. Marry intercepted Alpha Kevin and they have the sweetest conversation for tonight. "Out of all the people who laid their eyes on me, you were the ones that caught my attention, Alpha Kelvin. Now, I am beyond grateful that you and I are going to be fated mate!" "The feeling is mutual," said Alpha Kelvin. "Despite the fact that we have only known each other for a few d

I said coldly, cutting her off. If they thought Dimitri married a doll, they were mistaken. I turned slightly, letting my fingers trail across the table's surface. “Now,” I said. Bring breakfast for me,” They didn’t move at first. Then the youngest hurried off towards the kitchen, tripping over her skirt. It didn’t take long before I had food in front of me and I then started eating. “Where is Dimitri?” I asked suddenly, turning to one of the girls. “he had gone out earlier. He usually returns in the evening,” she stuttered out, trying her best to maintain control.

“Or… do you think we should just… like… postpone it?” Dimitri shook his head, his hand grabbing Vincent's. “No. Or, do you?” Vincent's throat bobbed up and down but he whispered, “No.” Dimitri nodded, his thumb lightly grazing his swollen lips. “Good boy.” Then, his mouth crashed onto his again. He slipped his tongue into his warm mouth, savoring his taste. Their tongues coiled in a graceless dance, each fighting for dominance until Vincent gave up with a sigh.

Luckily for us, they were the last gowns in stock, and we also found matching shoes and accessories. I have to admit that I actually had fun today, even though I was dead on my feet. The friends I had before were definitely not true friends, as these ladies have shown me. I still don’t know how I was lucky enough to have been chosen to be Dimitri’s mate by the Moon Goddess. I better send up a prayer later and thank her. Yet, as I walk back towards our little hideaway cottage, I wonder what else this life has in store for us. When Dimitri came home that night, we had our first dinner together and then made love again before we decided that we should go to bed. I had a long day, and so did he;

I sat at the table and waited. Dimitri arrived at 7:00 PM sharp. He walked in carrying a silver tray, looking like he had just stepped off a runway. White dress shirt, sleeves rolled up to reveal tattooed forearms, black trousers. He looked relaxed. Happy. "You look stunning," he said, setting the tray down. "Green suits you." "Thank you," I said stiffly. "I’m wearing your clothes." "Zaya chose well," he murmured, lifting the lid to reveal two perfect steaks.