So here is the newest chapter since 2012. Four years way too long, lol. Obviously this a rated M fanfiction, as I want to remind everyone. I've always wanted to delve into Rose and Dimitri's more intimate relationship, so I will be writing many more 'steamy' scenes in the future, including this chapter. If you don't like it, please stop reading now and exit. I've tried to make the sexual lingo more romantic and less raunchy, but some words just need to be said, lol!
I'm so glad to be back and I hope you all enjoy it. And please, if you can take just a minute or two out of your days to leave me a review, stating you're still with me, I'd greatly appreciate it.
The morning after the New Year's Eve Ball, I woke up naked with a very sexy Russian wrapped around me in one of the Court's guest rooms, where we were going to be staying for the next two days before going back to the Academy. I snuggled tighter into him, smiling at his warmth surrounding me. I could feel it was midday and I was exhausted as this was usually my night time.
I fell back asleep and woke up a little closer to sunset, which made me feel so much better. I stretched and let the sheet fall down just as the door to Dimitri and I's joined rooms opened. I rushed to raise the sheet to cover myself when I saw that it was Dimitri walking in. He smiled at my position and held up a bag that had a few grease stains and I instantly smelled a burger.
"Is that for me…?" I asked with a playful smile.
"Yes, I figured you'd be a bit hungover after all of the champagne and Russian vodka you consumed last night," he said with a smile and placed the bag on the bedside table, where a tall glass of orange juice and a water bottle were. I smiled. He knew me so well.
"Dare I say that this is the nicest thing anyone has done for me? How could I ever repay you…?" I asked, dropping the sheet and revealing my breasts to him. He smiled and threw his duster off, getting on the bed and crawling till he was on top of me, both knees on either side of me as he threw the sheets off.
"Oh, my lover, you are so beautiful," he said as he began kissing my neck, trailing kisses down to my breasts.
"Hmm… 'My lover'? You've never called me that," I said playfully, forgetting about my food as he began kissing my neck tenderly.
"Is that not what you are?" he asked as his hands began snaking down my stomach and towards my thighs, stopping at the trimmed patch of hair covering my most sensitive region. His fingers skimmed it as he slid his hand lower, reaching my slit and immediately touching my sensitive nub, rubbing it firmly.
I laughed shakily and laid back, my insides turning at how unbelievably sexy he was being right now. "Dimitri…" I whimpered.
"Yes, my Roza…?" he asked as two of his fingers went lower, reaching my now extremely wet entrance as he slid one, then two fingers in, sliding them in and out at a torturous pace.
I moaned louder, my back arching at his very much welcomed assault on me when his phone began ringing. I heard him cuss in Russian under his breath (at least I assumed he was cussing from his tone) and he answered it with his free hand as his fingers stilled. I whimpered and he shushed me with a small smile.
"Belikov," he said shortly, his smile disappearing, clearly annoyed. The person on the other line spoke quickly and he hung up within a minute, sliding his fingers out of me. "There's an emergency meeting about the situation that happened with Adrian last week. I'll be back as soon as it's over. A couple guardians not involved will be watching your room while I'm gone."
I frowned, "But… We were…" I started saying but decided that we both felt the same amount of frustration for the interruption. "I love you."
"And I you, Roza," he kissed my forehead, fixing his pants around the bulge now very prominent in his pants. He threw on his duster to conceal it and I couldn't help my chuckle. He smirked at me and my heart skipped a beat. I bit my bottom lip and he sighed, "I'll be back as soon as possible, and we will finish what we started."
"Can't wait," I said with a grin and laid back in my bed as he walked out.
Once I arrived at the Guardian Headquarters in the middle of the Court, I was met by several worried-looking guardians.
"Belikov, you're here. Good, we can get started," a guardian named Hans Croft stated, I knew him to be one of the head guardians at Court.
I sat down and was handed a black coffee from Alberta just before Croft began talking, "The guardians here at Court have been working extremely hard in finding out more information on the attack on Adrian Ivashkov that resulted in some of our best guardians' deaths. Obviously, Queen Tatiana was quite upset at her great-nephew being the focus of the attack and even more so that several guardians' lives were taken.
"We have discovered that, as most of us had assumed, that it was the Voda brothers' behind the entire attack and we are doing all we can to find them. According to what we know from the situation at St. Vladimir's and what Princess Hathaway has recounted, the Vodas are after her and other royal bloodlines, as are most Strigoi. They want to weaken the royal bloodlines to make all Moroi, royal or not, fear for their safety. This is no surprise as this has been their goal for decades, if not centuries. The major problem we have is that they are now acting on it and they are acting on it strongly.
"I'm not sure how many of you all heard, but Marcella Badica and her daughter Abby Badica were both attacked after the ball last night as they were heading back to their home outside of Court. Their guardians fought hard, but seeing as there were only two, both Badicas were killed, along with one of the guardians who was quickly killed after the other guardian was left unconscious."
There were some murmurs around the guardians and my heart dropped, Abby had been a sweet student at the Academy who I had seen Rose and Lissa talk to every once in a while. No one ever had a good thing to say about Marcella as she was quite stuck up, but the loss of an innocent life was sad no matter what—plus, losing members of an already small royal family was a bad sign of what the Strigoi were planning, and now implementing.
Hans cleared his throat and continued speaking, "It also seems that Guardian Steele, the guardian left unconscious, was left a message, and this was the only reason why he was left alive by the Strigoi. This is very rare, as you all know, for a Strigoi to have enough restraint in battle to not kill and to simply just leave a message. Steele made it back just a few hours ago to tell us the message, which was exactly what I'm about to read.
Throughout the years, we Strigoi have simply killed to survive. We've killed Moroi, Dhampirs and humans alike to survive. But now, we will kill for sport, as some may call it. It has been too long that Royals have felt like they are the safest with their Guardians for protection. Royals are not safe. We will kill their precious guardians and then we will kill them. Tell Princess Hathaway hi from me, I'll be seeing her soon.
-A.V.
Guardian Steele identified the main attacker as Alexander Voda, who has been confirmed to have become Strigoi since the St. Vladimir's attack."
My heart dropped as Hans finished the letter, but I tried to keep my face blank and calm as I'm sure the majority of the guardians in the room were doing. The rest of the meeting was filled with plans for stricter and closer guarding over our Moroi. Less breaks, less sleep and more time was to be implemented as soon as possible. They were also going to be doubling, if not tripling, guardians on royal families. I began to worry, irrationally, on the possibility of losing my one-on-one, intimate time with Rose as Hans called on me.
"Belikov, I hope you understand that guardians are already stretched thin, and while Princess Hathaway is at St. Vladimir's, you will continue to be her only guardian aside from whoever is your replacement when you need to rest. The school has enough guardians implemented throughout that she should only need you," he said sternly. "She also will not be allowed to leave the grounds at any time, except for traveling between Court and St. Vladimir's, which will be the only instance the amount of guardians will multiply."
I nodded. I wouldn't trust anyone watching over Rose anyway.
After two hours, the meeting was finally over. After discussing safety measures, modernized guardian tactics and ideas, I headed back to Rose's with my mind and heart feeling less heavy with worry. Despite my slight worries, my pants tightened around my already hardening member at the thought of our short, but very intimate moment earlier that day before we were interrupted. She really was turning me into a hormone-crazed teenager, she was going to drive me mad.
I released the two guardians outside of her door and walked in to find her in a black silk robe, looking into her temporary closet as the TV played softly in the background. She turned around as she heard the door click as I locked it and smiled.
"You're back, it's about damn time," she said playfully and walked over to me, wrapping her arms around my neck and stretching to kiss my lips.
I leaned down, kissing her back firmly before pulling away. "Where are you going?" I asked, noticing her curled hair and make-up covered face.
She sighed, "Queen Tatiana has requested me to join her for dinner."
"Oh? And when do you expect to be leaving?" I asked, my hands untying the sash of her robe slowly. She looked down at my hands then back up at me, her eyes bright with excitement.
"I have about an hour and a half…" she said, biting her bottom lip. I pulled her lip from between her teeth lightly, leaning down and taking her bottom lip, suckling on it lightly before pulling away and kissing her hard.
"Oh how I love your lips," I said before sliding her robe off, revealing her sensuous, naked body. I groaned lightly at her firm breasts, slight curves and her scent. I leaned down and grabbed her from her bottom, lifting her and kissing her once she was eye-level with me. She wrapped her arms around my neck tighter as her legs wrapped around my waist. She whimpered as her thighs brushed my rock hard member.
"Dimitri…" she whispered in a light moan as I walked forward, closing her closet door and pressing her against it.
"Roza…" I whispered back as I pressed her to the door firmly, wrapping one arm around her as my free arm reached down and unzipped my pants, feeling my very hard cock pop out. I quickly grabbed a condom from my pocket and slid it on shakily with one hand. I began to rub my free hand on her thighs, slowly moving down before sliding my fingers up and down her now soaking wet slit. Once I felt she was ready, I lowered her onto my waiting member, groaning at the feeling of her hot wetness enveloping me.
Our movements were hot and frantic, me sliding in and out of her quickly and roughly. Thoughts of her being hurt both terrified me and made me want to make her feel more pleasure than ever before simultaneously spurred me into going harder and faster in making her climax. Within minutes both of us were panting and climaxing together. I walked her over to the bed and hesitantly slid out of her, cleaning her up with a warm towel from her bathroom before heading back into the bathroom to shower.
Our lovemaking was becoming more and more mind-blowing the more it occurred and the love I felt for her didn't seem like it could grow any more. She was amazing and wonderful, and she was all mine.
My legs shook as I stood from the bed, sliding my robe back on before searching for something to wear in the limited wardrobe I brought with me from my clothes back at the Academy. Dimitri and I had possibly just had the best sex since our first time and I didn't know how I could get so lucky. Sex with him was different. Maybe because it wasn't sex, it was love-making. I know, it makes me want to gag too, it's such a cheesy ass term. But he makes me feel this way. If you had a hot Russian boyfriend who could kick ass, was a total sweetheart and knew how to use his body to bring you the most pleasure, you'd feel the same.
Who would've thought that when I met Dimitri just five months ago, we would've been here? I laughed softly, shaking my head at how damn lucky I was to have gotten him as a guardian.
"What are you laughing at?" Dimitri said as he walked into the doorway of my closet with just a towel around his waist.
My heart skipped several beats as I looked him up and down. The towel was positioned at the perfect spot to show his abs and that sent from heaven v-shape that led down to possibly my favorite body part of his. I wouldn't be surprised if I was drooling. I heard him chuckle and shook my head to snap myself out of it. "Oh I was just thinking about us, and how insane it is that you love me back. I've kinda been crushing on you since day one," I said playfully, stepping forward and wrapping my arms around his waist.
He leaned down and kissed my forehead, "And I, you, my sweet Roza."
I couldn't help my grin and I kissed his chest as I pulled away, turning around and looking at my closet again, sighing. "I have nothing to wear, I need to call Lissa."
"Go ahead and call her, but I have to speak to you about something quite serious before I go. I should have said this as soon as I got in, but we were a bit preoccupied," he said with a sheepish smile.
I laughed lightly, a worried knot filling my stomach, "What's going on? Is it about the meeting?"
"Yes, we were informed of something that occurred after the ball. It seems as though the Strigoi, more specifically the Vodas, are being quite persistent in getting the message through that they want to destroy the royal bloodlines," he said and I quickly became nauseated at the thought of Aleksander. "I'm so sorry, Roza, but Marcella and her daughter Abby Badica were killed by Strigoi last night, along with one of the two guardians who were with them."
My stomach dropped, "Abby is dead?"
"I'm sorry, I know she was your friend, my love," he said and stepped forward, hugging me close to him.
Tears began forming in my eyes and I sniffed, forcing them to not slip out. My voice was shaky when I spoke again, "Are they sure it was the Voda brothers?" I asked, knowing that the guardians would never act on assumptions.
"The surviving guardian was left with a message to bring to Court, the attacker was…" he hesitated and looked down at me, worried.
"It was him wasn't it? It was Aleksander?" I asked, almost choking on the name.
Dimitri nodded and I felt my knees quiver. "I don't want to worry you, because you know I will be here to protect you, I'm never going to leave you again. I promise you. I will protect you with everything I have in me."
I nodded, believing him and not wanting to think about the attack on the Academy. "I know, but I want you to make me a promise. It'll make me feel better."
"Anything," he said, taking my hands in his.
"I want you to train me, harder than before. Ten times harder, I want you to train me like a guardian. I know you've been going easy on me in training, I've watched real novice training and my workout is like elementary physical ed compared to theirs."
He chuckled, but turned serious quickly, "I promise you. But I also promise that I will try my hardest to never have you have to use that training."
I nodded, smiling sadly, but feeling better at being given the chance to train to defend myself, "Thank you."
"Please don't worry, it will be okay. As long as we're together and I am your guardian, you will be okay," he said and kissed my lips softly.
"I believe you," I smiled a genuine smile, which shocked me because my insides were currently turning with nerves.
"I'll be going to my room to change and I will be outside your door as soon as I'm done, call Lissa and try to keep your mind off of this, please" he said, kissing my head before walking to the door that joined his room with mine.
"Love you," I shouted at him as I grabbed my phone and began calling Lissa.
"And I you, my love," he said with a smile as he exited my room, carrying his clothing and still wrapped in that towel. Thank god we had joined rooms or we would have a lot of explaining to do.
Within thirty minutes of my call to Lissa, my mind was off of Aleksander and was now focused on my very random dinner with Queen Tatiana. I was dressed in a skin-tight burgundy dress that was slightly off the shoulders with capped sleeves and a sweetheart neckline, that was made appropriate by being knee-length. Leave it to Lissa to have a sexy yet appropriate dress to wear to see the Queen. We paired the dress with the same Louboutin heels I wore at the previous night's ball and my white coat. My hair was curled and pinned so it was all on one side.
Lissa and I spent the entire time I was getting ready trying to come up with reasons the Queen wanted to see me and I had as many ideas as she did. But I really couldn't wait to come clean about Adrian not being my boyfriend—I couldn't wait to see Tatiana's face either.
Lissa left a few minutes before I had to get going so she could go on a date with Christian and I opened the door for her, giving Dimitri his first look at my outfit. As soon as Lissa was out of the hallway and out of earshot, Dimitri raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"You look amazing, Roza," he said, stepping into my room and kissing my lips tenderly.
"Thank you, I wanted to go in sweats but I figured the Queen wouldn't appreciate that," I said and he laughed. I loved making him laugh. I sighed dramatically as he opened the door for me. "Off to dinner with the Queen, I can't imagine how well this is going to go…" I said with an eye roll and headed off to the Queen's home in the middle of the court with Dimitri.