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Jack moaned as Dimitri’s dick twitched inside him. Dimitri took a few spasming thrusts as he poured his seed deep in Jack’s hole.

The shadows erupted around the room, vanishing entirely before they struck anyone or anything.

Dimitri’s antlers shrank down, much like his cock.

“You are astounding.” Dimitri lightly kissed Jack’s collarbone, neck, and chest.

“You are fucking amazing.” Jack playfully slapped one of Dimitri’s ass cheeks.

Dimitri chuckled, cozying up to Jack. The pair lay in the bed, covered in sweat, cum, and the sweet euphoria that came with so much pleasure.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

January passed without any looming threats. Honestly, Dimitri hadn’t seen any kind of danger, big or small. The only indication the hunters were stalking him came from his own paranoia, and as difficult as it was, Dimitri did his best to ignore the fears as he moved into February. It seemed for all intents and purposes that that chapter of his life had come to an end.

Dimitri scoffed, closing the book he sat with in the library. His mind was too scattered for leisurely reading at the moment. But his lifetime with the Hearst family wasn’t a bad chapter. It was an everlasting saga of torment, yet it had come to an end all the same.

Dimitri put his book away and left the library, finding that the silence gave way to his thoughts that screamed far too loudly. Hopefully, Jack was playing his video games and could offer some type of entertainment for Dimitri.

Music played on a loop as Jack recorded himself doing some silly dance trend. He wore a tie around his neck, no shirt, because he never wore a shirt, and he let his jeans hang even lower than usual. It exposed the deep V-cut below his abs, leading to his groin.

“Look at you.” Dimitri tsked in a flirty tone. “Nice moves.”

“Okay, moves.” Jack grinned. “I keep popping when locking and rocking when talking.”

“I do not know what that means.”

“Neither do I apparently, but I’m going to get this dance right in one of these takes.”

Jack wiggled his hips in the most alluring rhythmic manner. He rolled his shoulders back in sync with the sway of his hips and the shake of his butt. When the beat of the music took a sharp turn, Jack shifted his stance, moving in this glorious and chaotic manner.

Dimitri kept his gaze locked onto Jack, lost in the allure of his tight, muscular body bouncing around completely carefree.

“Maybe when you finish, we can try another kind of dance.” Dimitri stepped close behind Jack, delicately running his claws down Jack’s arms, and bumping his crotch against Jack’s butt.

“Oh, oh, oh,” Jack said. “Someone’s feeling frisky.”

“Always.” Dimitri wrapped his arms around Jack, squeezing him tightly.

They had been fucking quite a lot since their first night together. While Jack was rather new to bottoming, he proved very enthusiastic, always willing and ready to submit on any occasion. And for Dimitri, that turned into a regular occurrence. Exploring Jack’s body and throwing him into infinitely new positions was the perfect distraction for his mind. It allowed him to focus all his insecurities on someone he cared about, someone who captivated him in every way. Honestly, there was nothing more gratifying that fucking the cum out of Jack and using him until he begged for more.

“Ah, are you two preparing to fight yet again?” Astaroth asked, trotting into the living room. “I do so enjoy the torments the Leshy peasant unleashes upon you, Jack.”

Dimitri’s face burned, and he turned bright red at the demon dog’s comment.

“It is of no surprise to me when I hear your screams echo through the chateau,” Astaroth continued. “I’ve always known you to be weak of will, incapable of fully harnessing the raw power of the Nuckelavee.”

“Uh, we are not fighting,” Dimitri said, unable to bring himself to clarify.

“Nonsense,” Astaroth countered. “I hear you throwing him around at all hours of the day.”

“I mean, I do want to try out some of my wrestling moves on you.” Jack snorted, jabbing Dimitri in the ribs with his elbow. “We could add a little fighting in the bedroom.”

“Do not stop on my behalf,” Astaroth continued. “I quite fancy whatever excruciation you employ on Jack. Though, while his screams are delectable at times, he does tend to find some pleasure in your acts.”

“Astaroth, read the room, dude.” Jack shook his head.

“I can offer you lessons in proper torture,” Astaroth said to Dimitri, completely ignoring Jack’s presence. “If you wish a professional’s expertise.”