Sweet Devotion (Lady Dimitrescu X fem reader!)

(Chapter 41) To be married .Part 2.

(Sorry to do this in two parts. There is so much to put on one chapter! I hope you all enjoy it! NSFW mentioned 😩 ) 

"Well, Mrs Dimitrescu, shall we" your beloved cooed, holding out her hand, taking it will ease as you walked into the ballroom. 

From the small wedding ceremony to the big reception, filled with people you didn't know, looking up anxiously to your beloved who just pulled you closer. 

"Who are these people" you were confused but remembered just how many people Alcina knew, 

"Just some acquaintances, my love, but if anything gets too much, we will go somewhere more quiet" kissing your forehead, you knew your mistress was a social lady, and this was her big day too, and who knows, you might meet some nice friends of Alcinas. 

"I don't want to be away from you at all this evening; I need you, darling" her eyes were wide and full of worry, knowing you were socially anxious. 

"As long as I'm with you, I'm sure I will be fine", taking a deep breath, huddling close to your mistress, who wrapped her arm around 7you, pulling you close, feeling a safety barrier of her arms from the wrest of the guests. 

So far, everything was fine, you were treated to some of your beloveds business partners and old friends, and then the topic of music came up. 

"Oh yes, Alcina, the whole band is here to see you and your misses." Your mistress immediate blushes and turns around to see four men dressed in black. 

"Alright, Alci," one of them said, taking his hat of bowing before her; the spark of jealousy and anger appeared before you, taking one look at the man and giving him a dirty look. 

"Yes, Jackson, and you" she seemed a little uncomfortable; you squeezed her tightly, letting her know you felt the same way. 

"Long time no see how you been" he paid you no attention, his eyes fixed on your wife, filling you with more anger, clenching your fist, feeling ready to knock the man out. 

Your beloved knowest the tenacity in your body and held you close, 

"Mhm yes, well this is my dear wife Y/N" she took so much pride introducing you to people, being able to show everyone who you belonged to. 

"Oh, yes, nice to meet you Y/N" she nods in your direction, looking almost irritated, 

"Oi Jack comes on leave, Alci", another man yelled; the man immediately said his goodbyes before heading with the other men out the door; the relief you felt to see them go was so gratifying. 

"I'm so sorry about that, my dove", your mistress cooed, bending down to you, booping your nose with a chuckle; your anger slipped through you to be replaced with a sudden pull. 

Seeing your mistresses eyes dilate slightly, the pulsing within your heat spreading through your body in a sounded surge of lust. 

"Oh fuck", she whispered, bowing her head allowing her hat to cover her face; you knew she was feeling the same thing. 

"Don't hide from me, darling" you move under her hat, trying your best to see her face but only reaching her torso. 

"I don't think I will be able to hold on much longer", the low growl from her lips, keeping to a whisper in the hope that not a poor passing guest would hear. 

"I'm struggling too, darling", giving her resurgence, the true craving of your mistress, the feeling of your heat dripping in just the anticipation of your beloved. 

"Get a room", Heisenberg grumbled, interrupting your moment; he clearly loved the open bar a little too much, 

"Jesus Karl already", your beloved chuckled, seeming to be slightly distracted from her animal urges.