RPOV
Much like the first time I woke in Dimitri's arms, he wouldn't let me leave. In fact, this time, every unsuccessful attempt was met with a growl. Sometime during the night, Dimitri had rid us both of our clothing, probably due to overheating.
"Dimitri," I said for the fifth time, but every time I said his name in an attempt to wake him was met with a kiss to the back of my neck, this time was no different. I'd poked him several times, but he'd only tightened his grip around me.
I decided I'd have to pull out my Alpha to get him to listen to me. Besides, it was time for us to wake up anyway. I didn't know what time we had to meet Alberta and Abe, but I assumed it was going to be early.
I felt my inner wolf rise up, and Dimitri's lifted his head. I gave a low menacing growl, but his lips curled back in the best attempt at a smirk a wolf can give. I felt Dimitri's cock jump to attention as he released a low moan. Not exactly how I imagined waking him, but it will get the job done.
I wiggled my ass backward causing his cock to get harder and his arms to tighten yet again.
"Dimitri," I whispered sweetly. He kissed the back of my neck again, but this time he trailed kisses over my shoulder and up to my ear. I wasn't sure if he was still asleep or not, but he took my earlobe in between his teeth and nibbled lightly. He allowed me room to roll over so I was facing him.
I trailed one finger along his jaw, tracing patterns down his chest until my hand came to rest above his heart. I leaned up and placed a light kiss on his lips, pulling back to observe his reaction. His arms tightened around my waist, pressing his cock into my thigh. His eyes snapped open, shining a bright gold, and met mine which were probably glowing lilac.
"Good morning, Roza." He said in a gravelly voice, his words heavy with sleep, but he body fully awake.
"Morning, Comrade," I said with a smirk. "It's so nice for you to join me in the land of the living."
"I did it again, didn't I?" He asked with a sigh. I giggle and nodded.
"Your protective side was on full alert even if you weren't," I said running my hand up his chest and into his hair, tugging on the silky strands.
"I told you, I'm not going to lose you." He growled as he lowered his lips to my neck.
"Trust me, Comrade, I'm not going anywhere." I breathed, my lungs barely providing me enough air to get the sentence out. His lips traveled lower as he pushed me onto my back and hovered over me.
He apparently didn't trust me to stay put this time and gripped my wrists, holding them tightly above my head. His tongue found one of my nipples and circled it lightly. My back arched off the bed, pressing my stomach against his chest just in time to feel the growl he emanated vibrate through me.
He switched his attention to the other breast before releasing my hands. Before I could wind my hands into his hair, he disappeared beneath the sheets.
"Dimitri, what are you doing?" I asked, my mind foggy from his overwhelming scent.
"Having breakfast." He responded. I tried to sit up to see what he meant, but one of his hands pushed me back into the mattress. His other hand glided down the side of my body, bending my knee and pulling me closer to him.
I released a small yelp when he bit my hip, still trying to wriggle free from his grasp. I saw his form under the sheets lower, and he placed my legs over his shoulders, his tongue tracing the inside of my thigh as he left me panting.
His warm tongue traced along to my throbbing heat, giving it a long stroke. I both heard and felt his moan as he placed his lips near my pussy, but he didn't give me what my body was craving. He threw one forearm across my stomach to keep me from squirming too much, and I gripped the sheets at my sides trying to keep myself in place, not wanting to miss a second of the pleasure he was giving me.
"Dimitri." I moaned as his teeth scraped across my clit. I felt the smirk on his lips as he flicked his tongue out.
"Did you need something?" He asked as he lifted his head and pulled the sheet back to look up at me. The moment his lips had broken contact I released a whimper that caused the smirk on his face to grow.
"Why must you torment me?" I asked overdramatically, throwing an arm across my eyes. Without warning, he roughly thrust a finger inside me causing me to scream.
"Is that better?" He asked still smirking. I growled at him, but before I could answer, he started moving his finger, adding a second to the first. The words died on my tongue and were replaced with a moan.
His fingers curled inside me, scratching lightly at my walls causing me to shudder. He flipped the sheet back over his head, blocking my view of him. My eyes closed on their own, effectively shutting off one of my senses and allowing the others to become more sensitive. His tongue soon joined his fingers, lightly massaging my clit but never giving the stimulation I needed to release.
"Stop teasing." I gasped out, trying to pull him up with my legs, but he resisted. He bit the inside of my thigh and growled.
"Will you let me eat in peace, woman." He mumbled before returning to his ministrations. Another strangled moan escaped me as he continued to torture me. Thankfully, his fingers picked up speed and he increased the pressure of his tongue.
My moans turned to screams of pleasure, and my nails dug into the mattress as his tongue replaced his fingers. As his tongue wiggled around inside me, I felt the pressure building and my screams got louder. He stiffened his tongue and began thrusting it in and out of my pussy, and his fingers lazily circled my clit.
Only when he squeezed my clit between his thumb and index finger did I fall apart. The scream that started in my throat died in my mouth as it came out like a moan. Dimitri thrust his tongue inside me as my walls started pulsing, and he'd lap at each pulse, dragging out my orgasm.
My entire body shuddered and went limp when he withdrew his tongue and sat up from under the sheets. I closed my eyes to try to get my mind working again, and he chuckled. I opened one eye to see him smiling widely, my juices still covering his face, but his tongue was working its way around his mouth to capture it all.
He raised his fingers to his lips and licked them clean, the sight caused me to moan involuntarily.
"Delicious." He muttered, his eyes roaming my prone form hungrily. He crawled back up the bed and placed a hand on either side of my head. He lowered his lips to my ear and nibbled on my lobe, eliciting a shiver from me. I was about to pull him closer, but he abruptly stood from the bed. "Come on, we have a meeting after breakfast."
I stared speechlessly as I watched his naked figure retreat into the closet to get dressed. A growl escaped my throat causing him to chuckle. Grumbling, I grabbed his discard shirt from last night and slipped it on. I made my way over to "my room" to get dressed for the day just as Derek was entering the suite. His eye roamed my body, but I don't think he meant to because he quickly averted his gaze.
Dimitri's growl came low and threatening behind me.
"I'm just going to wait for you guys in the hall." Derek sputtered out before fleeing quickly.
"Really, Comrade?" I sighed. "He wasn't going to do anything. You might as well let them look because that's the best they're going to get." I laughed walking into my closet. My "Guardian" attire mainly consisted of black and white articles, but I was now adding a splash of color to the bland black and white.
As usual, I pulled on black skinny jeans and a white top, but my blazer held red detailing. The red matched the color of my combat boots that I quickly slipped on my feet before joining Dimitri in the living area. We were heading toward to door as I brushed my hair back into a ponytail, ready to go.
Dimitri opened the door for me and studiously ignored Derek.
"We'll see you around lunch," I said pushing Dimitri ahead of me, but he only went a few feet before waiting for me to finish. "We have a meeting with Alberta and Abe after breakfast, they should be sending you Pavel to fill in for me. Keep her safe in the meantime."
Derek nodded and entered the suite. I turned my attention back to Dimitri.
"You've really got to start being nicer to men," I said starting down the hallway, Dimitri by my side.
"I can't be nice to them if they keep looking at you like you're something to eat." He grumbled.
"Isn't that how you see me?" I asked giving me a pointed look. A wide grin spread across his face.
"Yes, but you bear my Mark." He said pushing my collar to the side slightly to reveal more of his Mark. I'd notice the Mark change over the past few weeks. The hearts had started out empty, just simple outlines, but they'd slowly gained color. In the larger heart, the Alpha heart – mine – there was swirling gold and lilac, more gold than lilac. In the Beta heart – Dimitri's – there was a swirling lilac and gold, more lilac than gold. The same thing had happened to his.
I'd never seen Marks have color, but I guess it was something unique, though I didn't know if it was because I was a True Hybrid or because I was a True Alpha.
"It's gotten brighter." He said, tracing his finger around the Mark. "Do you know what it means?"
"Not a clue, but we can ask Abe in our meeting," I said and watched Dimitri's face pale. "What's wrong, Comrade?"
"Nothing, I just forgot to tell Alberta that I'd Claimed you." He stuttered.
"Well, it's none of her business anyway. Besides, she didn't really have a say in our Claiming anyway." I said pushing my way out of the Guardian dorms. Even from this distance, I could smell the food that awaited us, perks of having fed recently.
Dimitri stayed silent the rest of the way to the cafeteria and actually got his food at the same time I did. I suppose it's because there wasn't another Guardian to watch me while he got food, but I took it as a step in the right direction. We ate in silence, though Dimitri did drape an arm around me in a silent form of communication.
Entering Alberta's office, Abe was already there.
"Hello, Little Girl." He said with a large smile. I hadn't seen him at all these past three weeks, he claimed to have been busy tracking down threats to me and the princess.
"Hey, Old Man," I said matching his enthusiasm. Dimitri nodded in acknowledgment but continued to look nervous, an emotion he'd adopted on the walk over.
"Why don't you fill us in on what you've learned." Alberta began after we'd seated ourselves.
"There are caves a few minutes north of campus that have recently been used as a half-way point for traveling Strigoi." Dimitri began. "The past two times we've hunted in the area their stench has led us there. They're larger groups, six to ten, and usually travel is at least one Pricolici."
"Strigoi traveling with Pricolici? That's unheard of!" Alberta exclaimed.
"They're working for someone," I answered. "We got a name yesterday: Victor Dashkov."
"As in Prince Victor Dashkov?" Abe asked.
"That's what we figured. He's sick and getting sicker by the day. One of the Strigoi said that he was going to trade Rose, or something like that, for a cure." Dimitri growled.
"So he's working with or for someone else? He's not controlling the operation?" Abe asked leaning forward in his seat, rubbing his goatee in contemplation.
"They say he's working for a Strigoi. She's controlling some huge operation and needs Rose for who-knows-what." Dimitri said, taking on a similar position at Abe, though without the goatee-stroking.
"So they weren't after Lissa?" Alberta asked.
"I don't think so. The note that was left was far too mysterious for anyone to be talking about Spirit, besides she declared her magic already. There was no way that Lissa was going to move close enough to the dead fox to see the note. Whoever left it wanted it to be found by a curious individual." Dimitri said gesturing to me. "The two groups of Strigoi we've come across haven't mentioned Lissa at all, which leads me to believe Rose is their target."
"That all makes sense," Abe muttered. "The leads that I've been following have no connection to Princess Dragomir, but they do have some connections to Rose."
"What kind of connections?" I asked leaning forward prepared to hear how this was now about me, not Lissa. Abe was about to answer, but he eye flicked down and he stopped. At first, I thought he was being a creepy old man and staring at my cleavage, but when I glanced down, I was covered completely.
The air in the room shifted and became angry. I knew Dimitri felt it too because he stiffened. What came next shocked me, not because of the calm rage with which it was said but the words themselves.
"You Claimed my daughter?"