Chapter 43: New House

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy.

I preface this chapter with a huge apology. I have been very sick these past few months with many different ailments including recovering from a car accident, which has been slow and painful and this past week it was to the point where I could barely see the keyboard let alone type. I am trying my best to move forward with the rest of this story. Please forgive me if my updates are a little less frequent.

DPOV

"Why so early? Come back to bed," I called wincing as the sunlight filtered in through the curtains blinding me as I reached out for her. The bed was still warm on her side.

"We have a busy day," she said smiling at me as she made her way to the bathroom.

I scratched my head and decided there was no time like the present to stretch my legs. Last night I'd felt a few tingles and much to my surprise I'd woken this morning with my desire standing at full attention pressing against Rose's back. This was the progress I'd been hoping for and I wanted to make sure I didn't lose any of it. I was hoping to show her how good I was feeling this morning, but she had some important plan and I didn't want to risk upsetting her so I allowed her to drag me out of bed.

"Alright, are you ready?" Rose asked a half an hour later after she helped me wash and dress.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see, or rather you won't," she said smirking as she held up a scarf which she then proceeded to blindfold me with.

She wheeled me out of the palace and I could tell we were outdoors by the change in temperature and the gravel crunching beneath the wheels on my chair.

"Okay now be careful, we are getting in the car," she said. Eddie must have helped her get me into the seat because I felt an extra set of arms.

We drove for a short while and came to a stop. Again two people helped me out of the car and I was beginning to feel a bit apprehensive as to where they could have taken me. I didn't think we had left the grounds, but it felt like we'd driven in circles so I couldn't really tell.

"Okay Eddie, you can go. I'll call you if we need you," she said and I heard the car start up and pull away.

She began wheeling me again and soon we stopped.
"Roza, I can't take the suspense. Where are we?" I asked pulling at the blindfold.

"Ah ah, not yet," she scolded slapping my hand away.

"No peeking. Promise," she said before I heard her footsteps on what sounded like wood.

I shook my head, but did as she asked.

"Okay, I'm going to take off the blindfold," she said removing it gently.

I gasped at the sight in front of me.

"Happy Wedding gift," she cried excitedly.

"Is this what you've been doing every time you disappear?" I asked.

She nodded. "I wanted it to be finished so we could move in now," she said.

"That's okay right? You aren't angry?" her voice sounded worried.

"Of course I'm not angry," I told her beckoning her toward me. I wrapped my arms around her waist and she bend down to kiss me.

"It's wonderful," I told her very excited at the thought of being entirely alone with her out here.

"You want to see the inside?" she asked.

"I do," I told her.

I noticed that there had been a revision to the outside of the house allowing room for a ramp. She wheeled me up it and as we neared the door I asked her to stop.

"Wait," I told her.

"What?" she asked.

"Open the door and then sit on my lap," I instructed.

She gave me a funny look, but did as I asked.

"Okay, now what Comrade?"

"Now, I carry you over the threshold," I replied wheeling us inside.

"You don't miss anything do you?" she asked.

"I try not to," I said pulling her close for another kiss.

"What do you think of the décor?"she asked as we toured the main floor.

I looked around noticing that the wall behind the fireplace was painted a deep cranberry. Above the mantle hung a photo canvas of the day I proposed and on the sides were photos of us at Millennium Park and one from Hilton Head.

The rest of the walls were a cream color. There was a huge sectional brown leather sofa with an ottoman and a cherry wood coffee table.

She led me into the kitchen and it was exactly as I'd imagined it with a large kitchen table, a breakfast nook, all new stainless steel appliances and a beautiful chandelier hung above the island. There were plenty of cabinets as well. The walls were a medium gray with an Italian vineyard theme. Grapevines were draped over the top of the cabinets and there were wine bottles lined up behind them giving the impression that we were in a vintage Italian winery.

"So," she said nervously.

"I love it," I told her. I had planned out the entire layout for the house down to the very last light fixture, but my plan was to have her decorate it with paint colors, accents and furniture. This worked out perfectly.

"Really?" she asked.

"Of course. It's perfect. You're perfect," I told her.

"Makes the gift I got you for the wedding seem a lot less special though," I muttered.

"Whatever it is, it's from you and I will love it," she said.

"So how about we go check out the bedroom?" I asked wiggling my eyebrows at her.

She nodded. There were only three stairs and I thought it silly to bring the chair.

"Do you think you want to try it?" she asked.
"I think I can do it," I told her. She helped me to my feet and I leaned heavily against the railing on one side as not to put all of my weight on her.

I used my right hand to lift my right foot up the first step nearly buckling under the pressure. She helped me right myself and I did the same for my left leg repeating the action two more times on each side before we reached the top.

"Are you sure you're okay?" she asked. I was winded and sweating profusely, but I was determined to do this without the chair.

"I'm okay," I told her remembering that our bedroom was the second room on the left. I slowly began dragging one lead foot in front of the other and I must have used too much force because I ended up pitching forward taking Roza down with me. We landed with a thud her on top of me.

"Are you hurt?" I asked.

"Nope," she said breaking out into a grin.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing, I just love that this is our house and that we're here together," she said.

"Mmm," I agreed pushing a stray strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Come here," I requested.

She moved closer to me and I pressed my lips against hers hungrily. There may not be too many things one could do while lying on the carpet in the middle of the hallway, but that didn't mean I wasn't going to take this opportunity to be with her while I could.

I pulled away from her lips trailing kisses down her neck lifting her shirt so I could feel her skin in my hands.

"Comrade, what's gotten into you?" she cried allowing me to take off her shirt and bra.

"The house needs to be christened and as they say there is no time like the present," I growled flipping her onto her side pulling down her shorts and panties managing to get the zipper on my pants open releasing myself from their confines.

"I thought we couldn't?" she asked moaning as I ran my hands all down her body caressing every inch of her.

"It's not always possible, but right now it is. So let's not waste this opportunity," I said grasping her hips as I pulled her towards me until I was fully sheathed inside her.

I couldn't exactly move my hips so I decided it would be best to use my arms to bring her close to me and then away repeating that movement over and over speeding up and slowing down responding to her cries of pleasure.

"I love you so much Roza," I whispered against her neck before drawing her earlobe into my mouth causing her to shudder.

"Comrade, I'm so close," she cried digging her fingernails into the carpet.

I could feel I was reaching the end of my rope and I didn't want to let her down so I decided to speed up the process pinching her nipples between my fingers causing her to writhe and shake as she reached her climax.

I waited until she slowed her movements before allowing myself to pull away from her.

She turned to face me and I pulled her so her head rested against my heaving love to her had taken every ounce of energy I had in me and I was definitely not going to be able to move anytime soon.

"You didn't…" she trailed off.

I shook my head. "No, but that's okay. I did that for you? You had fun right? " I asked wanting to make sure it was good for her.

"I did, but Comrade, you shouldn't push yourself like that. I told you I'm okay with waiting until you are well or even if you never are."

"Roza please, I already feel like I'm letting you down. Let me do what I can for you. I wanted to make you happy."

"You do make me happy, every single day. Now promise me you are going to take it easy. I don't want you exhausting yourself."

"I love how you worry about me," I said.

"Promise," she repeated and I knew she meant business.

"Okay, I promise."

"Okay then. We have about an hour before everyone is meeting us here to discuss the ceremony," she said rising to her feet. She helped me into a sitting position pulling my pants back up.

She supported me as we entered the bedroom and laid me down on the bed.

"You take a nap and I will get started on lunch for everyone."

"Yes mam," I said saluting her. Sometimes I hated relying on her to take care of me, but the upside was that she seemed to enjoy being in charge for once. I think she needed to feel like some part of her life was within her control and I was happy to allow her to take the lead in whatever ways I could.

Unknown POV

"Are you sure than the guards haven't figured out that we are behind the attack?"

"Of course not don't be stupid. We've covered our tracks many times over. I told you, we aren't going to get caught."

"Well they found the listening devices. They know that we both had access to the suite and the throne room. What if they put two and two together?"

"Just relax. I've got everything covered. The wedding is next weekend. By that time our plan will be in place and no one will be the wiser. It will be a shock of a lifetime when it comes time to say I do."

"Did you send the gift?" I asked.

"Don't worry. It will arrive right on schedule and they will trace it straight back to exactly who I want them to think is behind everything.

"Well let's just hope everything goes as planned this time. There's no way death will be avoided this time. I've made sure of it."

Uh oh! Shit is going to hit the fan next chapter. Let me know what you think and last chance to vote in my pole about who you think the guilty party or parties are.