"Yes." I nodded and laid my head back onto his chest. "Want me to explain?"
"If you're comfortable with doing so," he whispered and kissed my right temple.
I smirked and began to explain everything to him. From start to finish, he listened intently and asked questions to help me sort things out.
Once I was done, I felt a lot better and less stressed by everything.
"How are you feeling?"
"Better after talking it out with you," I admitted.
"Silver?" Dimitri whispered. "Why are you so afraid of discovering your potential?"
"I'm not..." I trailed off, knowing it would be a lie. After thinking about it, I whispered. "I'm scared my potential will push you all away."
"Why would that be the final outcome?"
"I don't know," I mumbled, and pulled back so that I could wrap my arms around his neck.
He removed his hands from where they currently were resting on my ass, lowering himself further in the bath so I'd be able to look down at him while my body pressed against his beneath the colorful water that was still sizzling warm.
"I'm afraid that I'll lose everything. Just like how my dad lost everything. I know it's repetitive and stupi—" He cut me off with his lips, and I had to try not to lose my train of thought.
"It's not stupid." His eyes were stern as he looked up into mine. "You need to stop doing that, Silver."
"But..."
"Lia keeps stressing the need for you to be more confident in yourself and the abilities you possess. I know it's difficult because you have no clue how strong you are or how much you are actually capable of doing with your shapeshifter abilities. I need you to stop thinking you’re lacking, when in reality, we just need more time." He pressed me even closer, his lips inches from mine. "I know it’s difficult not to keep falling into that continuous cycle, but I think Lia is right. Whether it's Nikko or something higher trying to weaken you until you break, it’s obvious that their intention is to crawl under your skin and make you doubt. Your dad was always encouraging you to be the best you could be. He never put limits on what you could achieve. Even when we all know witches aren't allowed to attend S.S.S., what did he do? He said that you, Silver Spell Solange, would one day attend Supernatural Spy School. Though he isn't here anymore, you kept his encouraging words in your mind and here we are, on our way to Year Three."
"I'm scared," I mumbled and looked away from him. "I'm scared shitless, Dimitri."
My voice trembled, and I slowly gathered the courage to look back at him. "I don't want to disappoint anyone. I want to be strong and stop making mistakes. Yuriel's death was hard...but Wolfgang's...it just...I don't know. It tore my heart into two and all I wanted was revenge. I wanted to make the world pay for what they did, and yet, I couldn't stop Nikko from running away because of a bunch of bullets. I was saved once again, and...that leaves me fearing the worst. That one day, I'll lose one of you because I couldn't truly protect you. That I failed in connecting the dots and ran out of time."
"Silver. You're making it seem like you've been a spy for years and this isn't your first rodeo," he whispered. "We're students. Not graduated spies that have experienced many situations along these lines. This situation is stressing out even the professors. Better yet, Shirley, the headmaster of this school, is stumped on what we should do next and how we're in this tight predicament. You're putting all this pressure on your shoulders, and expecting to find the answers all on your own."
"It's my responsibility," I whispered. "If I'm supposed to be a leader or like Lia, who unified five kingdoms, then I feel like I'm failing."
"You've yet to start the journey I'm sure you're destined to walk as a spy, Silver. We're in school. Our goal is to reach the level where we get to discover who we truly want to be, and right now, someone is trying desperately for that not to happen. We can't play to their tune. We have to make our own and prove to them that their tactics aren't working." His lips claimed mine, and I kissed him softly.
"Dimitri," I looked into his eyes and he smiled.
"I need you to be confident, Silver. This next year is going to be tough, and I'm sure the final year will be even tougher. However, we're together for a reason, and we fight the best as a team. If you're stressed, you tell us. Let us calm you down in our own ways and we can talk it out, just like this."
"I'm stressed," I mumbled. "But I feel a bit better. A lot, actually. I just have to take things a day at a time and stop feeling so anxious about everything. I don't want to feel so tense and worried. I know the meds are supposed aid to my anxiety, but I hope things will settle and I can do exactly what you, Lia, and the rest of universe are trying to tell me."
"A day at a time, and I can relieve any stress. It may be temporary, but it can be done," he reassured me. He slid up to get a better position before he managed to rise up while lifting me with ease.
"How did you do that without slipping?"
"Magic." He winked and moved out of the bath. He snapped his fingers, and a sizzling gust of wind wrapped around us, drying us completely.
"Hmm. You're getting good," I mumbled.
"Thanks." He winked and carried me out of the washroom and straight to the king-size bed. Laying my naked body down against the maroon sheets, he crawled onto the bed and was leaving kisses along my body without a second thought.
"Dimitri," I moaned.
"Let me ease that stress out of you. One kiss at a time," he hummed against my skin. It wasn't long before his hand was between my legs, those long fingers dwelling inside my pussy while his tongue swirled along my clit, circling it slowly.
"Fuck, yes," I cried out and lifted my hips for him to keep doing his finger-licking action.
"Like that, Blossom." His hot breath only added to the burning pleasurable sensation happening down under, and I moaned and arched my back. "I want to cum, Dimitri."
"Yes, dear Blossom." He pulled his fingers out that were wet with my juices, only to replace them with his ready cock. My gasp turned into a relieved moan when he began to move without me prompting him to, my hips moving to meet his rapid rhythm, and my hands trailing along his chiseled upper chest before gripping his muscular biceps to steady myself as he began to fuck me furiously.
It wasn't long until we were panting and sweating, and when my first orgasm hit me, I knew it was only the beginning of more rounds to come.
We fucked again and again, changing positions, and cumming with each sexual sequence. I was lying down on my front, my sensitive breasts pressed against the sheet as I cradled a pillow that supported my head as I tried to keep conscious.
The number of orgasms that had thrummed through me was unbelievable, and I'd lost count after our fifth round of lovemaking.
My body was covered in bites, hickeys, and bruises from our foreplay, my hellhound side having made a quick appearance by accident. I didn't regret it one bit, only imagining what it would be like to do the same with Wolfgang included.
Dimitri was still in control and currently fucking me from behind, his moans growing stronger and more rapid as he began to increase his pace.
The two of us were drenched in sweat, and I couldn't even think. All I did was moan, the feeling of this ongoing flow of exotic pleasure leaving my mind a blank slate.
"Dimitri...I..." I was struggling to keep conscious, feeling the beginning of yet another orgasm heading my way. I positively knew this would not only push me over the edge but knock me out in pleasurable slumber.
"One last time, sweet Blossom," he growled, breathless and sounding as worn out as I did. His stamina was remarkable, and I commended him for pleasuring me to the point of total mind fuckery.
His body lay upon mine, his cock in sinking deep into me as he shifted his pace to give me short, quick thrusts while keeping his length inside me. He kissed my neck, sucking it, then taking breaks to moan and pant.
"Dimitri. Dimitri! Dimitri!!" All I could say was his name, the desperation in the single word growing stronger and filled
with intensity as he gripped my hips to keep me completely still as he grunted while sinking himself even deeper — hitting my G-spot.
His hot breath teased my flesh and excited me, and the weight of his body only added to the growing pleasure that was ready to explode like an active volcano.
"That's it, baby, right there. So fucking close," Dimitri said through gritted teeth. "Take every bit of my cum and scream my name one last time." His command was followed with his teeth sinking into the side of my neck, and I couldn’t fight the urge to cum.
My silent scream was matched with my arched back, thrown-back head, and locked-down body as I rode the shattering spike of pleasure that zapped through me like a plague.
The orgasm took every inch of me, and Dimitri screamed my name and his body stilled as his fingertips dug into the flesh of my hips. His hot cum flowed into me, filling the depths and sending me into a second orgasm that was completely uncalled for.
Black spots entered my vision and my eyes rolled back, the rocking ecstasy just too much for me to take anymore. It was too good. No, too great, and I was conscious enough to hear my weak moan, and feel my body being caught from falling to the side.
"Good girl," Dimitri breathed into my ear.
My consciousness was far gone from the first stage of drifting; the dark abyss worked endlessly to take every bit of it.
"Sleep, Silver. You're in my arms and I won't let anyone, not even yourself, stop you from being who you are destined to be."
The darkness swallowed me whole, but I was left with a comforting feeling of fulfillment — that no matter what was to come, I'd be able to conquer it and be victorious.
5
Afternoon Tension And Painful Shift
"Time out!" I exclaimed, crossing my arms and darting glares at Hellsin, who was to my left, and Wolfgang's wolf form to my right.
"Hmph. It's his fucking fault. All I wanted was for you to sit on my lap. He's been there the entire afternoon and now he's growling like a possessed zombie dog," Hellsin grumbled, his arms crossed as he relaxed in the single chair with his right leg resting on the other.
I gave him a look, but he seemed unbothered. "Dimitri's asleep. I can chill and react however I want. Tell the wolf to calm the fuck down or I'll light his tail on fire."
"GRRR! WOOOF!" Wolf was barking and snarling at this point.
One look at him and he was returning to the chair we'd been sitting in all afternoon. He curled up and put his head down, clearly not enjoying my intense glares that told him he was in big trouble.
Looking back at Hellsin, I pointed at him. "Don't provoke him."
"I'm not."
"Your look alone is clear provocation!"
"My expression of 'I'm motherfucking right' is my own."
"It's totally interesting to see how Dimitri and Hellsin are polar opposites," Ryuu commented as he continued to wash the dishes, his back turned from the scene of chaos.
"I'm not in the mood to be peaceful and shit," Hellsin grumbled. "I was promised afternoon cuddles and Wolfgang is being a selfish jackass over being mated and shit. We're married to Silver. Don't see us brewing up a storm and growling at every fucking movement."
I groaned and pinched my nose, praying to whatever power above to give me divine patience.
Where is Yuriel when I need him?
After my delightful night with Dimitri, I assumed today would be one of relaxation, but it felt like the tension was up in all angles.
Yuriel had literally vanished off somewhere, and the fact he wasn't answering his text messages was beginning to worry me.
Adding the fact Ryuu had been hella quiet all afternoon, and with Wolfgang and Hellsin duking it out with defying glares and comments, I was starting to lose whatever patience I had left.
Professor Xin said he'd have some information on what we could do to get more research, but as of now, we had to wait and rest as much as we could, which was even more tiring than I expected it to be.
I was handling the new medication a lot better than the previous batch, and though I still took a nap early this afternoon, it was a short one and gave me a boost of energy.
Which I was now clearly wasting trying to calm my men down.
"You two sit where you are and think about your immature behavior," I concluded and eyed the both of them.
Neither of them looked pleased but they remained quiet.
"Mewr!" Star popped out of nowhere, and I extended my hand out in front of me to catch her. She looked innocently at me before she yawned and began licking my wrist.
"Afternoon, Star. Done with your nap?"
"Mewr!" She purred and nudged her head along my wrist before she hopped down and began running around the coffee table.
At least she's cooperative.
After another glance between Wolfgang and Hellsin, I walked to where Ryuu was now drying the plates with a cloth. His quiet demeanor was really beginning to bother me, and I gently slid my arms around his waist, pressing my body against his backside.
He kept drying the plate in his hand, but after a few seconds, he sighed and lifted his right arm up, giving me a chance to move under his arm and enjoy the side hug he delivered.
"Something's troubling you," I whispered in worry.
He was quiet, placing the dry plate on the rack before he looked my way. "Not really."
"You've been really quiet today." My voice was low to try and keep the conversation between us. If he was comfortable with talking about what was troubling him, I figured he would have brought it up by now.
His troubled expression made me squeeze myself in front of him, my back pressed against the edge of the sink as I looked up at him.
He placed his hands to the sides of the counter, blocking me from getting out from either side. It didn't intimidate me in the slightest, and I kept staring up into his mismatched eyes, trying to read him better.
I bit my lip unconsciously, and Ryuu sighed and laid his lips on mine. "Don't look so worried like that," he muttered quietly. "It bothers me."
"I'm worried about you."
"I'm just annoyed," he whispered and place his forehead to rest on my shoulder. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me into a hug and I could only grow in worry. Ryuu wasn't the type to seem so down. He was like a burning flame that kept going, so for him to be this depressed about something, was really beginning to bug me out.
I wanted to help fix whatever was troubling him. He and the others always did that for me. I wanted to do the same.
"Talk to me, Ryuunosuke," I whispered and ran my hand soothingly up and down the middle part of his back.
He took a few inhales, clearly smelling my scent and letting it out slowly.
"Is it because of what's going on?" I inquired, knowing the restlessness regarding Wolfgang's behavior would be a tad bothersome for him as well, because he was a dragon shifter.
They were known to be Alphas in the relationship, and we hadn't really had any downtime — he and Yuriel were really suffering from this distance thing.
"Not really," he replied earnestly. "I can handle Wolfgang's mate thing."
"Then?" I pressed.
"My sister started classes and she's already getting bullied and shit," he grumbled.
"What? Did you just find out?"
"Yesterday. It was why I had to go back home to deal with it. My parents are away, and the professor was saying the incident got out of hand, but it's been happening all week. My sister's strong and fought the bullies back, and they got all butt hurt and expected me to tell her to not defend herself." He huffed and shook his head. "As if I'm going to let her be some victim in distress. I told them to suck my balls before I beat their asses up, too. Needless to say, my sister's home for a week, but she isn't expelled or anything. She chose to have the week off to play this new video game thing for girls."
"At least it's resolved, but that never should have happened. Why is it a norm to be bullied as a dragon shifter?"
"It shouldn't be, b
ut it happens far more than necessary. I'm just frustrated because I never wanted my sister to deal with the bullying shit I went through. If it hadn’t been for Wolfgang standing up for me during that presentation, the bullying would have continued on. She doesn't have any friends yet to back her up. She's alone...and I wish she had someone. Even one friend to just have her back."
"Ryuu." I leaned back and placing my hand on his cheek, stroking it softly. "You are such a good older brother."
"I want to be better," he muttered. "But I know she has to go through this to be stronger. She can't rely on me or expect I'll always show up when things go south. I know it, but it doesn't stop me from worrying. She suffered enough being trapped in her egg for so many years. She doesn't need anyone trying to make her feel unvalued."
"I agree," I replied. "We just have to keep an eye on things and keep checking in with her. Make it so that if something is troubling her, she won't hesitate to talk to you. I could give my number as well? If she has something she wants to talk about or ask and it's a little embarrassing to ask her brother, she could talk with me?"
"What could be too embarrassing to tell me?" He arched an eyebrow at me.
"I don't know." I smiled. "Periods?"
His smile fell, and he pouted his lips. "Okay. You have a point."
"Boyfriends?"
"No."
I giggled at his scrunched-up face, clearly disgusted by the idea of his sister finding a boyfriend.
"You're going to have to deal with that when she's older."
"Yeah, when she's thirty."
"Oh, c'mon! Thirty?! I'm not even thirty and you were fine fucking me senseless in the shower."
He blushed and shook his head. "Different."
"Liar." I laughed and hooked my arms around his neck. He centered his eyes on me, and they softened with relief before he leaned in closer, our lips brushing.
"I think she'd like that. To have the two of us supporting her. At least until she finds friends that will help her if things get tough. I wanted to tell you about it, but I know you're dealing with a lot, too."
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