SSS: Year Two (Supernatural Spy School Book 2) Page 5

  "When I start to get dark thoughts during this time, I can usually handle it. I surround myself with familiar places that bring me joy and happiness, or I hang around the village and join the festivities that normally happen before the official start of the school curriculum. I didn't do the same thing this year because I did like spending time at Yuriel's place."

  "But?" I whispered, feeling like there was more.

  "Seeing Yuriel with his family...that was all it took to make me really miss my mom. I don't blame Yuriel at all, and he invited me to join their family dinner, which I did, but that first night, I couldn't stop thinking. Wishing...my mom could see me now. See how much I'd accomplished and meet the woman I'd fallen in love with. She'd seen my off-and-on relationship with my ex and hated it. It wasn't healthy in the least, and yet, I didn't believe I deserved better. It was losing her that really made me realize that I deserved better, and now that I'm dating a woman who is willing to be as open as you, it eases that worry."

  He sighed and rested his forehead onto my shoulder.

  "The other Dimitri struggles with saying what's bothering him, just like I do, and the memories of my mom and the past made him decide we needed a drastic change. When I woke up the next day, I had short hair. I hadn't realized until Yuriel asked me why I'd cut it and I didn't have an answer. I get why he did it, because I was bottling those emotions inside for a while in silence, but it wasn't until I acknowledged it that I began to accept things, including the idea that moping won't change anything."

  "Moping may not change anything," I whispered, stroking his head gently. "But getting a chance to remember your loved one’s past, the good memories shared, and to express your emotions in that moment help you get through it."

  "Yeah," he whispered. "That's why I don't want you going through the same. Don't let your emotions boil and simmer until it’s too much for you to carry. Rely on us. We're your boyfriends, after all, and especially now that you may have a hellhound shifter trait? It's dangerous, and if it loses control, it can become deadly. Not for you, but for others," Dimitri reasoned.

  "Okay," I whispered, pulling back to give him a firm nod. "I'll be more open and try to communicate when things are bothering me."

  "And you won't think of it as a burden," he added.

  "And I won't think of it as burdening my amazing shifter boyfriends." I winked.

  He grinned, his fingers playing with my hair as he began to observe my face, and he moved his hand back to my cheek.

  I was lost in the hooded grasp of his molten orbs, which seemed to dance between shades of red, orange, and gold.

  His thumb trailed down my bottom lip, and with slow precision, his face inched closer to mine.

  My eyes began to close, expecting that Dimitri was going to kiss me, my prediction fulfilled in seconds as lips landed upon mine.

  The press of those warm yet tender lips ignited a flame inside me. A heat that seemed to have always been there, but now was strong and feeling the connection it had with Dimitri.

  Our kiss had been slow and filled with emotion, but as the minutes passed, and our moving lips deepened, our urgency began to build.

  There were no more worries or fears holding me back, my anxiety and insecurities melting away with our intimate talk.

  All I cared about was Dimitri.

  The way his taste made me moan each time we fought for control with our tongues or how his hands roamed down my body with delicacy, like I was a treasured artifact, a newly discovered piece that was in an archaeologist’s grasp.

  When we were forced to take a break and breathe, his hot breath caressed my skin and he began to trail kisses down my body. I was so lost in the pleasure Dimitri was delivering to every bit of my body that it felt impossible to keep up with it.

  His soft words of encouragement and praise of how beautiful and enchanting I was made me feel not only confident but as though a shower of acceptance was raining down upon me.

  This was now more than just sex. It was a therapeutic connection we both needed, using our emotional and physical connection to help us heal and grow.

  Adding in the burning energy that thrummed between us, and it was only a few short moments of kisses and teasing nips of my skin before our pace began to escalate.

  Dimitri easily removed the piece of lingerie that I had been so nervous about earlier, before stripping the only piece of clothing that covered his large cock.

  I was sure my face was bright red, and I may have appeared super shy and nervous, but I was throbbing for his cock to slide into me, and my nipples were hard from his tongue’s teasing circles and his nipping teeth.

  "Dimitri," I moaned, unable to stay quiet any longer. I desperately needed him, the strong ache and the pulsing heat running through me making me more and more impatient.

  His smirk only told me more teasing was approaching as he spread my legs and began to lap my pussy with his tongue. I shuddered and moaned, pressing my back against the sheets as he sucked and slipped his tongue right between my folds.

  He was beyond an advanced level with this. He was an expert who knew exactly what he was doing and was making it so hard for me to even think straight.

  "Dimitri, ah. God, there. More! More," I breathed, unable to hold back my words of encouragement. This felt so good, way better than my fingers or vivid imagination.

  He lapped, licked, and occasionally sucked on the bud of my clit until I came with a rush, leaving my body in a trembling, pleasurable mess. Even with me cumming, he didn't stop, taking in every bit of my release into his mouth like it was his favorite flavor of ice cream.

  I was breathless, needing to catch a bit of oxygen, but gasped when his mouth was replaced with two fingers that slid between my folds with ease.

  There I was on another rollercoaster of pleasure, his fingers delivering with their fast movements and shifting patterns, leaving my pussy walls trembling around them, and pushing me right into my second orgasm.

  "AH!" I moaned loudly, my head falling back as I arched and shuddered. Dimitri pulled his fingers out, replacing them once more with his mouth and taking in my juices again.

  He did this back and forth, igniting orgasm after orgasm until the world was spinning and my body was burning hot for more. My aches and desires would never end with just his mouth and fingers. I wanted every inch of his long rod in my fluttering pussy and I'd savor every thrust he delivered to me.

  "Dimitri." My needy voice was a desperate growl. He lifted his eyes to see my urgency.

  He licked his lips and pulled his fingers out, but his lips curled up into a smile as those molten jewels scanned down my body.

  "You're so fucking hot when you're horny," he praised, positioning himself between my legs as I spread them wide just for him.

  I admired his cock for a few seconds, taking in its length and wondering how much bigger it would get when he was really turned on.

  He had to be eight inches, if not more, and that estimate was making me even more impatient. I wanted him, every bit of him, right now.

  The head of his cock began to gather the wetness that had formed merely from me checking out his manhood, and he grinned in satisfaction as his eyes peered back into mine.

  "You want this, Silver? You need my cock in you?" His taunts might normally have bothered me, but right now, I couldn't care less.

  I wanted him to stop teasing and fill me up. If it meant being a little submissive, it was a sacrifice I was ready to make for the sake of fulfillment.

  "Yes, Dimitri. Please," I whispered with pleading eyes. His grin widened in gratification as he slowly inched his cock into me.

  We both moaned, my eyes fluttering closed as I tried to relax. The rumble that thrummed against his throat told me he was enjoying every bit of tightness my pussy was delivering as it clenched around him.

  He didn't sheath himself entirely in me, which was a little bit of relief because I was still adapting to his cock's girth.

  "Silver." Dimitri's voice caught my attention for a few seconds, my head lifting up to meet his eyes. "Are you ready?"

  "Mhm." I gave him a loving smile, realizing how all my worries truly had been for nothing. I was safe in his arms, and he'd fuck me because he loved every bit of me.

  His genuine smile made me grin in return before he moved up and leaned down to give me a precious kiss. "I'm going to make sure you can't walk tomorrow," he whispered into my ear.

  "That's just mean," I giggled and moaned when he took the chance to suck on my neck, surely leaving a hickey once his lips were done.

  That was all forgotten when he began to move, his length slowly inching out and then back in.

  "Ohhhh, fuck," I drawled out in a breathless moan, my body tingling as I pressed myself against him. I could feel his lips curl upward against my sensitive skin, but he continued to kiss me while he prepared me with his slow strides.

  The bit of tension and resistance that was previously there began to fade, making it easier for Dimitri to thrust himself into me, and my eyes fluttered closed as I enjoyed every wave, nudge, and burst of pleasure that flooded my entire body.

  "Ah. Dimitri!" I whimpered, unable to stop my hips from moving along to his slow rhythm. It felt so good to be connected to him, for us to be as one all while the internal heat that swarmed through me seemed to seep through my skin and against his feverishly hot body.

  "Fuck, Silver," Dimitri cursed, his thrusts beginning to increase in pace as he groaned.

  I could feel the beads of sweat that began to materialize on my forehead as we kept our bodies pressed closely together. Dimitri was panting, his hips picking up the pace while he moaned my name over and over.

  "Dimitri, yes. Ah! Yes," I breathed, unsure of what I was even saying anymore. All I wanted was for him to continue, to carry me through this blissful journey until we both climaxed in pure ecstasy.

  "Silver! Silver! Silver!" Dimitri’s grunts and moans were growing louder, and his pure use of my real name told me how close he was to climaxing. My body was shuddering against him, my own orgasm about to shatter through me.

  "Dimitri!" I screamed, unable to hold back; the strong wave of my orgasm hit every inch of me and took me to that level of pure bliss.

  Dimitri's thrusts continued for a few more deep movements until his body grew rigid and he cried out, "Silver!"

  He came right there and then, and my body shook beneath him while his hot flowing cum poured into me in spurts.

  We were both breathless, panting like crazy, but when we locked eyes, something seemed to connect.

  Something primitive, if not animalistic, that told us that this wasn't close to the satisfaction we needed.

  I bit my lip, thinking the tiny bit of pain would snap me out of Dimitri's intense gaze and the heat swarming around us, but it only seemed to escalate it.

  Dimitri's molten eyes glistened then, shifting to intense red, and a confident grin morphed on his lips as he eyed my body.

  "That trait of yours is definitely present now."

  I honestly wasn't sure if I could answer, because I couldn't think properly. Sure, his words were floating in the air, but I wasn't processing any of it.

  All I cared about was my sudden urge to fuck him, again and again, until we couldn't move anymore.

  Pressing my body into the sheets, Dimitri hovered over me; his cock still deep inside me and twitching.

  His lips brushed mine, teasingly, and his dark, hungry eyes glazed over as he took a deep inhale. "The smell of lust, sweat, and your strong arousal for me, Silver, is such a fucking turn on,” he breathed. "I think that means I should reward you."

  No words left my lips, any attempt silenced as Dimitri smothered them with his hungry ones.

  Now we urgently needed one another, our hands moving along our naked bodies and our kisses were sloppy and desperate.

  Before long, we were both drenched in sweat as Dimitri's hands gripped my hips, steadying me as he hammered his cock so deeply inside me I couldn't fathom creating a sentence.

  All I could do was moan, whimper, gasp, and definitely scream when my climax hit me. We went at it, again and again, the two of us unable to stop.

  It felt like I was possessed with a strong power, one that only wanted to be in Dimitri's arms and enjoy the hills and valleys of pleasure his fucking was delivering to me.

  After an hour had passed —or maybe two — we were down to our last bits of energy, our exhaustion from those heated activities taking a toll on both of us.

  "That's it baby, one more," Dimitri breathed. It was his other side speaking, having switched out with regular Dimitri during the previous round of passionate sex.

  He was moving slower now, but it wouldn’t be for long, his dominating voice already affecting my body and hyping it up for one last orgasm.

  "Dimitri," I weakly whimpered, barely able to keep my eyes open. I remembered all the times I'd heard how wild hellhounds were in bed, and this had definitely proven it.

  I gripped the sheets and closed my eyes, resting my head against the pillow as I braced myself for the finale that approached, my body already beginning to hum as the internal build of pleasure began to grow stronger.

  "Fuck me hard, Dimitri," I breathed, the command making Dimitri chuckle breathlessly.

  "Can you handle me going any faster, my sexy Blossom?" His husky purr made me open one eye.

  "I can handle every inch of you. Now, fuck me," I growled, a bit of bite to my words. Where this shift in personality came from, who could say, but it only enticed Dimitri to do exactly that, his pace quickening.

  "As you wish, my Silver," he whispered.

  His Silver.

  Those words felt so satisfying within the moment, the burning energy inside me seemingly happy with his declaration of ownership. The back of my mind knew I was more than just his, but right here and now, within these pink cabin walls in the deepness of the night, I only belonged to him.

  Every sensual thrust and stroke was suffused with emotion that I felt down to my flaming core, his cock burying so deeply in me before he shifted his position just slightly.

  "AH!" I screamed, and my fingernails dug into the sheets, the pleasure he was now creating with his swift thrusts completely different from anything I'd ever experienced.

  "That's it, baby. Take every inch of me, enjoy how my thrusts are hitting your sensitive spot," Dimitri growled.

  My body began to freeze up, the shocking electric tingles starting from my toes and creeping upward. I fought against the urge to orgasm, wanting to climax together with my hellhound lover.

  He'd delivered and showered me like a queen. He deserved to enjoy this finale with us cumming together as one.

  "Dimitri...I can't hold for long," I breathed, hoping he understood what I referred to.

  "A bit more, Silver. That's it. Almost." His breathing hitched, and he moved super fast, his balls slapping against my ass.

  "Yes! Yes! YES!" My body felt like it was burning from the inside out, only intensifying the boiling surge of pleasure that was seconds from escaping.

  I bit my lip hard, whimpering uncontrollably as I fought my muscles that wanted to betray me. Dimitri cursed and with one last thrust, sank his cock deeply.

  "CUM, SILVER!" he commanded. A silent scream escaped me as I froze with my back arched, my entire body shuddering with the resulting orgasm that took over every bit of my senses.

  The waves of aftershocks and another orgasm ripped through me from Dimitri’s slightest movement as he struggled to catch his breath while managing to hover over me.

  Whether I blacked out or not, I wasn't too sure, but it wasn't until cool water engulfed my body that I attempted to stir out of the inviting darkness.

  "Di...mitri," I weakly said, but my ears told me I had barely sounded his name.

  "Shh, Silver." Soft strokes against my head began to comfort me, and the gentle brush of his lips claimed mine. "You're safe. I’m just giving us a cool bath. I don't want you to spike a fever.

  Why...would...I...fever?

  My thoughts were even sluggish, but the longer I stayed in the cool water, the more comforting it was. Added to the comfort I felt in Dimitri's arms, it made it easier for me to relax.

  I eventually mumbled something along the lines of I trusted and loved him, but it must have not come through right. At least, not from the sound of it.

  Lips pressed onto my cheek, followed by my forehead, as my mind began to drift.

  "I love you more, Silver Spell Solange. I trust you with my life, heart, and burning soul."

  His words made my heart swell, and with a small smile, I let myself fall into a deep slumber.

  4

  Rejuvenating Confidence

  "Daichi," I said with the biggest smile on my face. "Can you pass the mashed potatoes, please?"

  The death glare I was receiving from Professor Xin, or in this case, Daichi, was enough to send a person straight to judgment if he were actually capable of doing so.

  Maybe he could, but I was sure there was some angel law against killing your students for teasing you during family dinner.

  Yuriel looked amused as he focused on eating the lovely three-course meal his mother had made for us.

  A few days had passed since the guys, Zuri, and Xzavier had arrived at my family cottage, where we'd had the best time of our lives.

  Mornings consisted of a mega breakfast, with two of us partnering up to make a breakfast we either grew up with or wanted to try. After that was relaxation time for the food to digest before we'd get into morning activities.

  We spent the afternoons chilling, catching up, and talking about our lives. I got to learn so much about the way shifters interact among different races, as well as what all our goals were.

  Zuri and Xzavier both wanted to become traveling partners in all things spy. The guys and I weren't really sure what we wanted yet, but if it was possible to stay together in a team as official spies, we'd totally do that.

  In the evenings, we enjoyed a dinner with everyone, including my sister and mom, and usually ended the evening either stargazing or floating on the group float that fit ten people.