Jamaica

Chapter Twenty Eight

First of all, I'd like to apologise for going MIA like that... I haven't updated in a while, I'm sorry... Again. Sad part is Idk why I haven't updated in so long; it wasn't even
writer's block or anything... I just felt like I lost my touch. But I'm here now, let's get this show on the road eyy?!
P.S - There's a bunch of sexual content here just so you know... Also, I'm not the best at writing smut so this chapter is mostly experimentation on my part because this is my first attempt ever 😅😅😫 constructive criticism is welcome 💙💙
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Dimitri held onto my hips tightly as he ran his hot tongue across my belly, licking and sucking at my naked flesh. I tugged at his hair and whimpered as he neared my 'pussy' (as he'd called it), purposefully avoiding caressing me there. It was like he had become my very own slice of heaven. A torturous yet tantalising one, that is...
Dimitri suddenly yanked my raised knees apart thus opening my legs wider and smirked, eyes of the purest blue never leaving mine - he was a work of art really. Sure, he was a little crazy but it seemed like I was willing to forget that if he kept doing such things to me.
"Fucking beautiful." He breathed against my swollen labia. "So much fucking better than I imagined."
I cried out and used my palms to hide my face when he nipped at my inner thigh skin. It must have been the coarse stubble decorating his angular jaw and chin. Perhaps it was the teeth... His teeth felt so much sharper down there, I was a bit scared at the thought of him accidentally hurting me. But that thought got thrown out the window when Dimitri inhaled deeply, his nose now definitely touching me.
"Are you doubting us?" His musical baritone rung through the air. I shook my head no in response. "Remove your hands, baby. I need to see your face." I made a strange nervous noise and shook my head no again. Dimitri growled, probably in impatience. He surprised me by stroking my clitoris with... His tongue?
"Ohhh..." I quivered. He then pulled me by the hips to what felt like the edge of the bed so he was probably kneeling down on the floor. His face felt a lot closer than it did before and I could feel his shoulders touching the back of my thighs as he hooked a strong forearm around each one as if to insure that I had no room to escape.
He stroked me again. I instinctively cried out in pleasure and arched my back.
"You should uncover your face... Look at this." He teased my clit again, he started from just before my asshole and slowly licked his way all the way up this time, teasing my sensitive folds. "I had my tongue against your pussy just now... I must admit, you're soaking wet and I fucking love it... Your taste..." He breathed me in again - I couldn't help but feel embarrassed whenever he did that. "Take a look for me. Look how fucking perfect we are together."
I was still gathering the courage to do what he wanted but I guess he was running out of patience. All I knew was that within a second, he had reached up and had his teeth latched firmly - painfully, in fact - around my nipple once more. He must've figured out that he had that advantage over me.
I screamed out and found myself reaching out and pulling at his dark hair in an attempt to get him off.
"Okay, okay!" I yelled.
"I'm sorry, baby." Dimitri mumbled after letting my breast go with a pop sound and placing kisses on there. "Don't hide." My hands had been placed above my head and I received a somewhat stern look telling me not to move them. He then repositioned himself between my legs, piercing, lust filled eyes never leaving mine.
"Hold still..." He grinned. "Well, as well as you can anyways."
Dimitri thrust his tongue against my pussy once more, ruthlessly flicking against my clit. Fast then just as I would start to feel this intense build up of pressure in the pit of my belly, he'd slow down again. I found myself becoming more impatient with his games. I needed to know what it felt like... Y'know... The Big O.
Dimitri slowed down again and I couldn't beat around the bush about it anymore.
"Stop messing me up, Dimitri." I don't think I had ever been more frustrated in my life. Funny thing is I could barely handle what he was already doing to me. I wanted more, like a glutton. I wanted him to throw me over the edge. Only him.
"I'm pleasuring you." He smirked which made me whimper in desperation.
"Please, Dimitri..." I moaned loudly as I spoke because he began slowly thrusting his tongue inside me. I felt like melting; it was a little embarrassing that the high and mighty 'Vampire Prince' was kneeling down before me with his tongue in my vagina, but then again, I couldn't help but enjoy every bit of it. The power, the pleasure, Dimitri... He withdrew and looked up at me, seemingly through his long eyelashes.
"Do it again..." I begged as I wove my fingers through his hair again. He didn't move, only smirked again. "Please, Dimitri... Make me come..." I pulled his face closer to me.
"I told you you'd beg." He chuckled before thrusting his tongue back inside me while using his finger to stimulate my clit.
"Uggghhh!" My body began to tense in waves of pleasure once more.
I could hear Dimitri groaning as he released my left thigh, his hand moving to fumble with the waistband of his sweatpants. He looked down at his crotch and then up at me.
"I'm so fucking hard for you right now... Shit." I held onto his gaze as I watched the beautiful man's face contort in pleasure.
He released my other thigh and brought his fingers to my opening, gently nudging one inside me. I can't quite explain it. How I felt, I mean. It was like wherever he touched me, I'd feel like I was burning. In a good way - if that was even a thing. He then paused and inserted another finger and began stroking me slowly just as he stroked himself. My walls stretched a little painfully to accommodate his two fingers but the pain was outshined by the pleasure nearly immediately. Dimitri increased the pace and used his tongue to play with my sensitive bud once more. I couldn't even bring myself to try and not moan so loudly in case anyone heard us, I had officially lost control - physically and mentally.
Dimitri moved faster in shorter, rougher strokes now.
"Oh god!" I cried out, naked chest heaving up and down. "I'm going to come..." Dimitri went even faster now as he put my pleasure ahead of his.
"Go." He said huskily. And I did. Waves of pleasure rocked my body as my pussy clenched tightly around his digits. He fucked me through my orgasm and then some. At some point I began to think he would never let up as he kept flicking my incredibly sensitive bud.
"Stop, stop..." I squirmed. Then I came again. I couldn't believe it, I was drained and black spots had momentarily blurred my vision. Still looking at me, Dimitri rose to his full height only to crawl onto the bed, looming over me. The sight of him drove me insane; unruly hair, face glistening because of my arousal, that stupid grin on his face... Those fucking eyes. He positioned himself between my legs and used his elbows to support his weight.
"So much fucking better than I had imagined." He smiled before bringing our lips together. I found myself loving the fact he tasted like me as I used my palms to feel the stubble on his jaws. Dimitri then got on all fours on top of me, I had felt his penis momentarily rub against my belly but I didn't have the guts to actually look. I kept my eyes trained on his instead.
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes." I replied without missing a beat. This made his face light up in a way I couldn't really understand.
"Give me your hand." I did so without a second thought. "Look at what you do to me. So fucking stiff." He growled as our connected hands wrapped around his throbbing length. It was a lot bigger than I imagined, I noted when I looked down. I couldn't even hide the shock from my face. Dimitri chuckled before slowly thrusting into our hands and growling again, his breath coming out in sharp, shallow pants - fanning my over heated chest. But it wasn't just his size I was amazed by; two metal balls - a piercing! I didn't know much about the Royal family and what they could and couldn't do but I did know that body modifications were not allowed. Something about them being chosen to rule others by God by Divine Right and they must keep their bodies just as they were made because it was a vessel for which their God would rule through them.
"Like it?" He smiled before he dipped down to kiss my neck. I blushed.
"I want to see..." We moaned when he momentarily rubbed his warm member (and the cold metal of his piercing) against my pussy.
"Another time, baby." Dimitri sucked on my ear lobe. "I'd fuck you raw the moment I'd see your face that close to my cock." He said as he kept thrusting into our palms. "Shit... Tighter, Jay. Don't stop what you're doing with your tits either." I hadn't even noticed I had been fondling them. Dimitri rolled us over so that I was on top, straddling him.
"You wanna make me come?" He gazed up at me. I nodded. "Both hands..." He instructed gently as he sat up to kiss my lips. I never would have thought that giving Dimitri pleasure would satisfy me just as much. I kept pumping his length with my fists, pausing momentarily to swipe some precum from his pink, bulbous head with my thumb and then bringing the salty liquid to my mouth and smearing it on my tongue.
"You will be the death of me. I know it." Dimitri groaned in pleasure. I went faster while my other hand roamed down to his heavy ball sack, curious to feel them too. I could feel them tighten in my left palm as I gave him a gentle squeeze. There was no better feeling than Dimitri gripping onto my hips as he growled and moaned in my ear as he came undone. He began to twitch in my palm and Dimitri hollered before placing his large hand over mine to guide me as he pumped even faster. He came so suddenly and so hard that he managed to mess up my breasts and even my chin. He slowed down the pace while his hot cum spurted out less forcefully, his body still spasming against me for a bit longer.
"That was perfect..." He sighed as he collapsed backwards onto the bed bringing me along with him. My naked skin was pressed flush against him and all I could think about was the fact that we were both sweaty and covered in cum but I guess Dimitri didn't care because I  could feel him hard against my belly.
"I'm going to shower... Again." I mumbled as heat warmed my cheeks at the thought of what Dimitri and I had just done together.
"Nooo." He held me tighter and kissed my shoulder. "One more time..."
"No, Dimitri..."
"Why not?"
"I get tired." I laughed nervously. Is this how its always going to be? If so then I was royally screwed. Literally. And the fact that he was trying to make me succumb by using his strength to rub my heat against himself was making me wonder why I was making him stop in the first place but then I remembered where we were and what we came to do.
"I need to rest..."
"You want me."
"I do but you need to remember where we are... What's going on in the real world. We're here for your father. And he needs your undivided attention now more than ever." His confidence plummeted at my words.
"You're right... Its just nice to forget sometimes. Y'know...?"
"I know... Let's get clean." I coaxed gently.
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"You must be some kind of sadist, you. Torturing me with your sexy little body like this. I don't think I want to stop. I want to live in our little world forever..." Dimitri sighed as I got into bed after we showered - separately.
"Me too."
"I'm hooked." He laughed. "I don't want any other woman in my bed. Not for a long ass time at least. You're the only one I want to hold my fucking hand when shit gets tough. Now don't hang on to those words too much 'cause I'd never actually tell you that 'cause that's some deep shit."
"Your secret is safe with me." I smiled.

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