Chapter 17
Ashiver runs down my spine at his possessiveness. But oddly, his words make me feel free instead of feeling constrained. Protected. For the first time in years, Im not dreading what comes next. Because Dimitri has taken control.
I stare into his eyes, still feeling the ghost of his fingers on my cheek. His words echo in my mind - Im his now. And somehow, it doesnt scare me. Once again, with him I feel safe. Protected in a way Ive never known before.
Dimitri clears his throat and leans back, the intensity of the moment broken. My apologies, I got a bit carried away. We were meant to be enjoying our meal.
He gestures to my half-finished plate of food. I glance down, realizing Ive lost my appetite entirely after our emotionally charged conversation.
Its okay, I can’t eat another bite, I say with a small smile. But thank you again for such an incredible dinner.
Dimitri inclines his head graciously. My pleasure. Im glad you enjoyed it.
We lapse into silence for a few moments. I take a sip of champagne while gathering my thoughts.
What about you? I ask finally, meeting his gaze. I shared my life story, but you have never told me anything about your childhood.
Dimitris expression shutters. He takes a slow drink from his glass before answering. Theres not much to tell. My upbringing was... not a pleasant one.
I wait patiently for him to continue. After a pause, he does.
My father is a hard man. Cruel, even by Bratva standards. He saw me and my younger brother merely as heirs to groom into his successors.
Dimitris voice takes on a bitter edge. He started our training young. First lessons in fighting techniques when I was six. Handling weapons by eight. He wanted to be sure we could protect ourselves and eliminate any threats.
My chest aches as Dimitri recounts his traumatic childhood experience. His father punished him and abused him to force him into obedience. No child should have to endure that.
By the time I was twelve, he took me on my first... job. To watch. Dimitris jaw clenches. I had to prove myself. Show that his lessons had stuck.
I reach across the table and place my hand over his. Dimitri looks down in surprise but doesnt pull away.
That sounds horrible, I say softly. Im so sorry you went through that.
Dimitri shakes his head. Dont be. It is what it is. I didn’t want my younger brother to suffer the same fate. His eyes flash with protectiveness. I shielded him as best I could. Took the brunt of my fathers wrath.
My heart breaks imagining young Dimitri protecting his little brother. Enduring abuse at the hands of his own father. No wonder he built up such hardened exterior walls.
Youre incredibly brave, I tell him sincerely. I cant even imagine...
Dimitri squeezes my hand gently. Thank you. But its in the past now. I dont want your pity.
Its not pity, I insist. I just... I admire your strength. What you went through, it’s horrific. But you survived and now youre protecting the people you care about in your own way.
Like me, I think, but dont say it out loud. Dimitri searches my face for a long moment before giving me a small, grateful smile.
Well, I suppose there are... benefits to my experiences, he says carefully. They shaped me into the man I am today.
Exactly, I agree. Then I grin and say, The big scary Bratva beast whos really just a softie on the inside.
Dimitri chuckles at that. The sound sends a pleasant tingle down my spine.
Dont spread that around, he warns jokingly. I have a reputation to maintain.
I mime, zipping my lips. Dont worry, your secret side is safe with me.
We share a laugh together. The sound mingles with the soft music still playing from the speaker. Overhead, the stars have come out in full force, twinkling brightly alongside the string lights.
I take in the romantic rooftop setting Dimitri created just for us. Thinking about everything hes told me tonight. I feel closer to him than ever before. Like Im seeing the honest Dimitri behind the brash exterior - a man whos overcome trauma and still fiercely protects those he cares for.
Moved by emotion, I lean across the table and kiss his lips softly. Dimitri stills in surprise before responding, his hand cradling my cheek. The kiss is gentle at first but deepens, our pent-up longing spilling over.
Dimitris lips on mine make the rest of the world fade away. All I can focus on is the feel of his mouth moving against my own, firm and insistent. His hand slides from my cheek to tangle in my hair, pulling me impossibly closer.
I dont know how long we stay locked together in our passionate embrace. Time loses all meaning. But eventually, Dimitri breaks the kiss, pulling back just far enough to meet my gaze. His eyes smolder, pupils blown wide with desire.
We should go somewhere more private, he murmurs, voice husky.
I nod, breathing hard. The rooftop suddenly feels exposed despite the twinkling lights and flickering candles surrounding us.
Dimitri stands and offers me his hand. I let him pull me up, my legs unsteady. He keeps hold of my hand as we go back downstairs through the empty halls of my dorm.
We reach my room, and I fumble to unlock the door, hyper-aware of Dimitris presence behind me. His hand slides to my hip, fingers flexing against the silky fabric of my dress in anticipation.
Finally, I get the door open. Dimitri guides me inside, kicking it shut behind us. The room is dark, save for a sliver of light from the streetlamps outside my window.
I turn to face Dimitri again. His eyes gleam in the dimness, raking over me from head to toe. He looks like a predator whos finally caught his prey alone. Anticipation thrums through me.
Then he closes the space between us and captures my lips again. All restraint vanishes. We kiss feverishly and urgently, our tongues tangling together. I can taste the lingering champagne on his breath.
Dimitri walks me backward until my legs hit the edge of my bed. I let myself fall back onto the mattress, pulling him down. We land in a tangled heap but never break contact.
Dimitris weight pins me down, and I revel in the feeling of his hard body against my own soft curves. My hands roam across the muscular planes of his back before sliding lower to grasp his backside. He groans into my mouth.
Fuck... he rasps when we finally separate for air. I need you.
I pull Dimitri closer, my hands tangling in his hair as our kiss deepens. I can feel his hardness pressing against me, and it sends a thrill through my body. Ive wanted this the whole time we studied for our finals, and now that its finally happening, I dont want it to stop.
You have me, I whisper against his lips. Im yours.
Dimitri groans and kisses me harder, his hands roaming over my body. He slides one hand up my thigh, pushing my dress up. I gasp as his fingers brush against my panties, already damp with desire.
He breaks away from our kiss and starts trailing kisses down my neck, making me shiver. He reaches the top of my dress and slowly pulls it down, exposing my bra. He kisses my collarbone before moving to my breasts, sucking one through the fabric.
I moan and arch my back, wanting more. Dimitri obliges, reaching behind me to unclasp my bra. He pulls it off and tosses it aside, then takes my breast in his mouth properly. I cry out as he sucks and teases my nipple, sending waves of pleasure through me.
He moves to my other breast, giving it the same attention. Im writhing beneath him, my hips bucking as I try to get closer. Dimitri chuckles and moves his hand back down to my panties, sliding them off.
He kisses his way down my stomach, making me squirm. When he reaches my hips, he hooks his fingers into my panties and pulls them off, leaving me completely exposed. I feel vulnerable but also incredibly turned on.
Dimitri kisses the inside of my thigh, making me gasp. He moves higher, his breath hot against my skin. I can feel his fingers teasing my entrance, making me wetter.
Please, I beg, my voice shaking. I need you.
Dimitri looks up at me, his eyes dark with desire. I need you too, printsessa.
He slides one finger inside me, making me cry out. He adds another, pumping them in and out as he kisses my inner thigh. Im panting and moaning, my hips bucking as I try to get closer.
Dimitri removes his fingers and replaces them with his tongue, licking and sucking my clit. I cry out, my hands gripping the sheets as I try to hold on. Hes relentless, his tongue working me over until Im on the brink of orgasm.
Im going to come, I gasp, my voice barely above a whisper.
Dimitri looks up at me and smirks. Not yet, printsessa. Hold it for a little more, I know you can take it.
He goes back to work, his tongue and fingers working in tandem. Im lost in a haze of pleasure, my body trembling as I come closer and closer to the edge.
Finally, I cant take it anymore. I cry out as I come, my body shaking as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. Dimitri keeps going, prolonging my orgasm until Im begging him to stop.
When I finally come down from my high, I look at Dimitri. Hes smiling, looking incredibly satisfied with himself. I cant help but smile back, feeling completely sated.
Dimitris eyes are dark with desire as he looks down at me. I want you to taste my cock, he says, his voice low and commanding. My heart races at his words, but I nod my agreement. I want it, too.
I can feel Dimitris eyes on me as I kneel before him. My heart is racing, but I try to keep my breathing steady. Ive never done this before, but I want to please him.
Good girl, Dimitri says, his voice low and husky. Unbuckle my belt.
I fumble with the buckle, my fingers trembling slightly. But I manage to undo it, and then I slowly unzip his pants. Dimitris cock springs free, hard and thick.
Take it in your hand, he instructs me. Gently.
I do as he says, wrapping my fingers around his shaft. It feels warm and smooth to the touch.
Now, lean forward and lick the tip, Dimitri says.
I flick my tongue over the head of his cock. Dimitri groans in response, and it gives me a surge of confidence.
Good, he says. Take it in your mouth. Slowly.
I take him inch by inch. Its a strange sensation but not unpleasant. Dimitris hands are in my hair, guiding me as I move up and down.
Thats it, he says, his voice strained. Just like that.
I start to get into a rhythm, sucking and licking as Dimitri moans and groans above me.
I can feel Dimitris hands tighten in my hair as I take him deeper into my mouth. Hes groaning and cursing above me, his voice low and rough. Fuck, Sara, that feels so good, he growls. Your mouth is so hot and wet. I love the way you suck my cock.
His dirty words make me feel hot and wet between my legs. Ive never been talked to like this before, but I love it. I want to make him feel good, to make him lose control.
I start to move my head faster, taking him deeper with each stroke. Dimitris breathing becomes more ragged, and I feel his muscles tense beneath my hands. Yes, baby, just like that, he moans. Youre so fucking good at this.
I moan in response, the vibrations sending a shiver down Dimitris spine. He groans and pulls me closer, his hips bucking as he fucks my mouth. I can feel his cock swelling, and I know hes close.
Fuck, printsessa, Dimitri says, his voice ragged. Youre so good at this.
I feel a sense of pride at his words. I want to make him feel good, to show him how much I want him.
Im going to cum, Dimitri says, his voice tight. Do you want it in your mouth?
I nod, not trusting myself to speak. I want to taste him, to swallow his cum.
Good girl.
I feel his cock twitch in my mouth, and then hes coming, hot and salty. I swallow it down, feeling a sense of satisfaction at pleasing him.
Dimitri pulls me to my feet and kisses me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. I can taste myself on him, and its intoxicating.
Youre amazing, Dimitri says, his voice husky.
Dimitris lips are on mine, hot and demanding. I can feel his hands roaming over my body, exploring every inch of my naked skin. I moan into his mouth as his fingers find my nipples, teasing them into stiff peaks.
He breaks the kiss and trails his lips down my neck, leaving a fire trail in their wake. I arch my back, wanting more. He chuckles softly and continues his descent, kissing and licking my collarbone, my breasts, and my stomach.
I run my hands over his chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath my fingers. He positions himself at my entrance and thrusts into me in one smooth motion. I gasp at the sudden intrusion, but it feels so good. He starts to move, slowly at first, then builds up speed. I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him deeper.
He leans down to whisper in my ear, Im not wearing a condom.
I freeze for a moment then kiss him hard. I dont want him to stop. Instead of panic, I feel a strange sense of calm. I trust Dimitri. I trust him with my life. And in this moment, I trust him with my body.
I can feel him inside me, bare and vulnerable. Its a feeling Ive never experienced before with anyone else. Its raw and intense and incredibly intimate.
I look up at Dimitri, my eyes meeting his. Hes watching me closely, his expression unreadable. But I can see the desire in his eyes, the need.
Are you sure? he asks, his voice low and husky.
I nod, my heart pounding in my chest. Yes, I whisper. Im sure.
Dimitris lips curl into a slow, sexy smile. He leans down and kisses me, his tongue teasing mine. I can feel his hips moving, his rhythm steady and sure.
I wrap my arms around his neck, holding on tight. I can feel every inch of him inside me, filling me up. If I do get pregnant then it should at least be for him.
I can feel my body responding to him, my hips moving in time with his. I can feel the tension building, the heat.
I moan softly as Dimitris fingers find my clit. He rubs it gently, sending waves of pleasure through me. I can feel myself getting closer, my body trembling.
Dimitri groans, his hips moving faster. I can feel him getting closer, his breathing ragged.
Fuck, Sara, he growls. You feel so good. he says and fucks me harder, driving into me with long, deep strokes. I moan and claw at his back, urging him on.
Come for me, baby, Dimitri whispers in my ear. I want to feel you come around me.
His words send me over the edge. I cry out as my orgasm washes over me, my body shaking with pleasure.
He continues to fuck me through it, his own release building. I can feel him swelling inside me, and I know hes close. He groans and thrusts one final time, spilling his cum inside me.
We lie there for a moment, panting and sweaty. He rolls off of me and pulls me into his arms, kissing my forehead.