All of me

Warning

***Steamy scenes ahead***

Isabelle's Point Of View

I kiss him with all my heart. It feels like my chest is about to explode from all the emotions inside me. His lips feels so right on mine. I can't help but moan as he deepens our kiss.

The words that he just confessed to me almost make me lose my mind. I can't believe that he never wanted anybody else like he wants me now. I raise my white flag and submit myself completely to him. This was what my heart wanted.

The heart wants what it wants and It just wants me to be lost in his arms. Right at this very moment.

I pull away from him to say. "Dimitri," I rasp, my breaths still short from our electrifying kiss. He looks at me frustrated after I interrupt our kiss, like he can't live a second without it. He locks his eyes with mine, searching for something, as if trying to figure out what I'm going to say.

"I'm sorry." I whisper. I shouldn't have done what I did in the club, it was so stupid, it was clear as day now how he felt for me. "I was hurt. I did those things, I didn't mean any of it--"

"Stop talking Isabelle. I don't care anymore about any of that. None of that is important anymore." He cuts me off before his lips crash into mine again.

I close my eyes, my fingers clutching tight to his back. I held onto him like my life depended on him. He bounces my body up against the wall, and I wrap my legs around his waist as we continue to kiss.

Our tongues dance with each other, his hands on my nape and back, pressing me close to him. Without changing our position, he carries me into the hallways. He nibbles at my bottom lip, earning my gasp. Oh, Goddess, why does his kiss feel so good? It makes me feel weak in my knees. I'm thankful that he is carrying me, because I couldn't walk by myself with all these effects he is giving to me.

He pushes open a door with his back, and I realize that we're entering a room. Then he pushes me onto the bed, with him towering over me, like he's ready to devour me.

His eyes are filled with so much desire and something more. Something so intense that it hurts.

"Damn it, Isabelle. Do I have to really show you how much I want you?" He says, the words seeping deep into my soul, feeding it.

He cups my face and kisses me again with such passion. I can't help but feel that his words are fucking true. How could I have been so blind before? Maybe he also needs me, just like how I need him. Maybe even more.

All my walls are broken, crashing down into little pieces. In such a time after we first met, this Alpha has possessed my heart. And now as I lie here on this bed, with him, I know that I'm all his. He's already owned all of me. My heart. My soul. And my body.

He gives me butterfly kisses on my neck. Thanks to Iris and the dress she chose for me to wear, it gives him access to every skin on my shoulder, and he takes that advantage as he places multiple kisses there leaving hickey marks all over me.

I gasp as he sucks on my skin. The pleasure that follows overwhelms me completely.

Then with a single swift movement, he unzips the side of my dress and pulls it down, exposing my breasts and stomach.

He gazes at me, and heat travels to my face. My heart is racing as he stares at me with those hazel orbs of his.

"Fuck, Belle. You are so fucking beautiful." He states.

My face turns more red, and a gasp leaves my lips as he captures my nipple in his mouth.

"Dimitri," I whimper. The feeling is so raw, making me shake with these new sensations consuming me. His tongue plays with my nipple, trailing it in a circular motion. Without stopping, he kneads my other breast, which seems to fit perfectly under his big hand. His palm feels so warm on my skin.

I squeeze my eyes shut, my fingers running through his black hair, grabbing it, pulling it. He pinches the other nipple, eliciting a small scream from me.

The next moment are spent with him giving my other breast the equal amount of pleasure as he licks the nipple, while his hands squeezes and plays with the twin.

By the time Dimitri pulls off to look at me, in already panting. Hard. If this is some kind of foreplay, I don't know how I'm going to survive the next one. But then as I look into those hazel orbs, I know that we are nowhere close to finishing. There's no way that I can stop the desire burning in his eyes.

He unbuttons his shirt and takes it off. And, Goddamn it, my eyes were blessed. He looks dashing with his runes all over his body and his tattoos that run up to his throat, and his perfectly built body. I can't help but stare at those broad shoulders, chest and toned abs. He looks so magnificent. So sexy.

He leans down to kiss me again and presses a hard kiss on my lips. "Shit," he curses, his breath hot and sweet as he speaks in my mouth. "Tell me to stop Belle."

His voice is filled with pain, as if he's trying so hard to control himself but he can't. My pulse quickens. This was my decision to make. If I wanted to put a stop to this, this was the moment to speak.

My eyes dart on the Alpha in front of me, who stares at me with so much intensity that it's killing me. The look on his face tells me that he was being dead serious when he told me to make him stop.

He kisses me again, brutally, ravaging my lips, yet he pulls away again. "Fuck Belle. Tell me to stop." He growls impatiently.

"No," I whisper, which almost sounds like a cry. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him closer and bury my face in his shoulder.

Why do I feel like I'm losing him again? I have a feeling that he'll keep a distance from me, because both of us know that we can't control ourselves anymore when we're around each other. I shudder at the thought of being away from him. The pain when he was avoiding me, ignoring my existence is still fresh in my mind. I don't want to experience that horrible feeling anymore.

"Don't stop," I say, no I plead. "Don't leave me, Dimitri." My voice is shaking.

And I think those sentences are just what he needs to pour his craving onto me because after that he ravishes my mouth again. I don't need him to tell me that he wouldn't leave me. Because his actions speak louder than volumes, like he wouldn't leave me even if the heavens forbade it.

His lips then trail down to my neck, the area between my breast and down to my stomach. He stops when he reaches below my belly button, where my dress stops.

My heart thumps when he pulls the dress even lower and takes it off my feet. I am now almost naked in front of him. If not for the black lace panties that still remained.

His gaze falls on it before a soft smirk appears on his lips, making me feel like dying. Slowly, he pulls the underwear down, which feels like forever to me. He was doing this deliberately on purpose to punish me for being a bad mate.

Once I'm completely naked and he was getting a full view of my body, he just stared at me with adoration.

"Are you sure about this?" He asks. I know he does this because he cares about me. But If I wasn't sure about this I wouldn't be here, would I?

Instead of saying it, I choose to give him a small nod instead.

"I want you to say it. Like you mean it." he says as he kisses my neck. "Say that you want me, Isabelle." He grits out, planting kisses all over my body. From my neck, to my bare breasts, then to my stomach and lastly to the sensitive place between my thighs.

"I want you Dimitri." I beg, writhing underneath him.

"Take all of me." I blurt out without thinking. A satisfied smile was registered on his face that made me shake within my bones. Oh no, What did I just say?

"You are going to regret saying that, my little witch." He says.

******* Quick Authors note *********

Well then, I hope you all are enjoying the story as much as I enjoy writing it. I'm sorry if there are flaws here and there. I'm not a professional writer, I'm still open to learning from you all.

I would like to warn you as well that as the story develops you'll see more matured contents just like this one.

Thank you for reading this story. I hope you continue supporting Disabelle throughout their journey.

Lots of love

Cherry 🍒

Chapter soundtrack: Love can be so lonely sometimes