A/N: Happy Sunday!

WARNING this chapter contains explicit sexual content. Do not past the bolded star (*) if you are not comfortable with such content.

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"Stop fidgeting. The dinner is not going to be bad Rose," Dimitri says grasping my hand in his warm one as we walk towards one of the classy restaurants in the center of court. Lissa had talked me into wearing a dress that I had buried in the back of my closet, and this being the nicest one I owned that was suitable for this place I reluctantly wore it. A moss green calf length wrap dress with a modest v-line and soft three-quarter sleeves but judging on the way Dimitri's eyes roamed my body hungrily I felt a surge of extra confidence that I looked hot. Although, Dimitri looked like someone who walked out of a magazine in his dark washed jeans, light blue shirt and duster and his hair tied at the nape of his neck.

"I really don't want to go in the first place Dimitri," I groan petulantly, dragging my feet. He shakes his head at my antics with a subtle eye roll and turns in front of me. Placing his hands on my hips, he leans down and places a kiss on my nose.

"How about this, I promise that you can have my dessert. And I'll buy you chocolate doughnuts in the morning," he says trying to pacify me. I put a thoughtful look on my face and wrap my arms around his neck and think his offer over.

"Hmm, stay the night and I promise I'll be on my best behavior," I quip with a man-eating smile, pulling myself closer to him.

"Again?" he laughs. "You do know that we are leaving for our trip in the morning, and you will have me 24/7 for the next four weeks?"

"Yes, but I sleep better when you're there," I state. He mutters something in Russian and places a kiss on my lips.

"You do know I don't know what you're saying right?"

He laughs a deep laugh and whispers in my ear, "Roza, you will be the death of me."

I smile taking his response as a yes, I place my hand in his again and start walking with fervor. Walking into the restaurant, I take a moment to look around the room as my guardian training kicks in. Noticing that there are other guardians lining the room I relax a little, but you can never be too careful. Dimitri tells the hostess who we are here with and places a hand on the small of my back and walks beside me as the hostess leads us to where the rest of the party is.

Nearing the table, I can see four people sitting there, and chuckle internally when I see Adrian is also sitting at the table. Lissa is sitting next to Christian and Tasha, wearing a lovely lavender tea-length dress and her hair up in a bun. Christian looking as broody as always is wearing a black shirt and pants, but I see that Lissa got him to wear a tie that matched her dress perfectly. Tasha on the other hand, is wearing an ice blue dress that shows a little more skin than it should, but compliments her slim figure, and pulled the front of her jet-black hair back with small clips.

"Dimka!" Tasha squeals as we approach the table and she throws herself towards him in a hug, and Dimitri being the gentleman that he is catches her and returns the hug in a friendly gesture. I suppress another eye roll.

"Hi Tasha, you look lovely," he says as he pulls back from the hug and smiles at her. They may be old friends, but I still do not like her. Nor do I like the idea of her arms around him, but it is something I'm going to have to put up with. He did turn down her offer for me.

Lissa, Christian, and Adrian all stand up from the table as well, Lissa coming over and gushing about how beautiful I look, Christian making a snide comment about how the colour of my dress looks like vomit and shaking Dimitri's hand.

"You look beautiful, Little dhampir, Dimitri is a lucky man," Adrian says as he pulls me into a friendly hug and then shakes Dimitri's hand. Judging by the tightness in his jaw, Dimitri is not impressed with Adrian hugging me, but Adrian is my friend too. Dimitri pulls my chair out between him and Adrian and I sit down and voice my thanks.

The waiter comes over and explains the menu and specials and we order our drinks, appetizers, and meal and make small talk. Tasha asks Lissa about her leave for college which makes Lissa gush with excitement. If anything, I can feel good about how happy she is. I joke with Christian that he should go to school for cooking, seeing as he will be the one to cook in the relationship as Lissa can't cook more than scrambled eggs and ground meat, making him smirk at me and quip about his amazing meatloaf. Tasha has been trying to steal Dimitri's attention since we sat down, asking how he has been since coming back to court and being restored. Sensing that the topic of being restored is difficult for him to talk about, I place my hand on his leg under the table and he places his hand on mine, squeezing gently.

"What time does your flight leave in the morning, Dimitri?" Adrian asks with a grin on his face. I look over at him with a puzzled look. He knows when we are leaving tomorrow, considering that he is coming to see us off.

"You're leaving tomorrow? I was hoping that I would get to see you a bit more before I head back home," Tasha says with curiosity and disappointment.

Dimitri shoots Adrian a look before answering him. "We are leaving around midnight tomorrow."

"We?" Tasha asks, furrowing her brows.

"Rose and I. We are heading to Russia tomorrow to see my family, to tell them that I've been restored. We will be there for two weeks before we head to Turkey and meet up with her father," he explains with a small smile on his face and excitement in his eyes.

Adrian nudges my elbow gently and I look at him and I see his eyes flicker from me to Tasha, but they aren't looking directly at her, they are looking above her. He is looking at her aura.

"Oh, well I didn't know you were well enough to travel. I mean you were in a coma for two months." Tasha says with a tight smile, and I can hear a little bit of spite in her voice.

"Well she has healed remarkably," Lissa says reaching across the table and squeezing the hand that is on the tabletop.

"It's also part of my therapy you could say," I say not unkindly as the waiters bring our food to the table. My stomach rumbles as the smell of my food hits my nose and it takes everything in me not to inhale my dinner. Looking at bruschetta stuffed chicken and potatoes and then looking at Dimitri's steak, I momentarily wish that I ordered the steak instead. Dimitri catches my eye and smiles with a wink. We start eating and I try to eat slowly to preserve some etiquette and savor my meal and chatting with Lissa and Christian makes it much easier to slow down.

Dimitri nudges my arm and I turn my attention to him, seeing that he is holding the last bite of his steak on the fork towards me. I take the bite and moan quietly at the taste of it. I really should have ordered the steak instead.

Dishes are cleared and dessert with coffee and tea is ordered and we all settle into easy conversation. I lean against Dimitri as he places his arm on the back of my chair and Lissa smiles at me over the table.

You two look so happy together. I'm glad everything is working out between you.

I give Lissa a genuine smile before I feel her mental blocks slam into place. Weird. Our dessert is brought to the table and I snicker to see we all ordered the same thing. Chocolate mousse cake. Digging into mine with gusto I eat mine quickly. Licking the last of the delicious chocolate from my fork, Dimitri slides his plate towards me.

"I did promise that you could have my dessert," he says, dropping a kiss onto my head and I pull a large grin onto my face. As the bill comes to the table Tasha declares that she wants to cover the bill and we all thank her.

"Dimitri, can I speak to you privately for a moment?" Lissa asks kindly as we stand to leave.

"Of course," he says politely and kisses my cheek before walking away with Lissa. I look over at Christian and he is chatting with his aunt with a glazed look on his face and I can tell that he'd rather be anywhere than having that conversation.

"Tasha was sporting some interesting colours tonight," Adrian says as we all walk outside, pulling out a clove cigarette.

"Yes, the blue was a lovely colour," I say absentmindedly, watching Dimitri talk to Lissa and feel that her block is still firmly in place.

"I don't mean her dress I mean her aura." He says exhaling a cloud of smoke away from us. I turn my full attention back to him.

"How so?"

"The minute Dimitri mentioned that the two of you were going away, her aura turned a cloudy red, almost murky."

"What does that mean?" I ask confused. I've never heard of him speak about someone having an aura like that.

"Deep-seated anger," he whispers quickly as Dimitri and Lissa walk back towards us.

"Well, I'm exhausted. I had a wonderful night. I think I'm going to head home now," Lissa says as she pulls Tasha into a hug and thanks her for dinner before pulling me into one and whispering that she will see me in the morning. After we all say our goodbyes, we part ways and Dimitri and I walk back to guardian housing.

"You look gorgeous tonight," Dimitri whispers in my ear while pulling me closer to him. I smile and lean my head on his shoulder.

"Thank you, you don't look too bad yourself."

* Walking back into my apartment, I kick my heels off and moan at the sensation of my feet being on a flat surface. Dimitri groans lightly as he takes his duster off.

"You really shouldn't do that, Roza" he says huskily. I quirk my eyebrows at him.

"Do what?" I ask with a small laugh.

He walks closer to me and runs his fingers in my hair before holding the sides of my head gently.

"Moan. You really shouldn't moan like that. It does things to me," he whispers before pulling me into a kiss, sucking on my bottom lip. His statement makes me do the one thing he told me I shouldn't, and I moan into his mouth. Wrapping my arms around his waist I pull myself closer to him as he walks us back into the door and starts leaving bruising kisses on my lips. I probe my tongue along his lips before being granted access and I rub mine against his, before nipping his tongue gently. He growls and moves his hands down to my hips, gripping them firmly. I trail my hands up his back before moving them to his neck, and suck on his tongue while hooking my leg around the back of his.

I pull back to breathe as he trails kisses across my cheek and down my jaw before nipping at the soft skin under my jaw and I squeal at the feeling.

"I'm not done with you yet," he growls before picking me up and wrapping my legs around his waist. I giggle as he walks towards the bedroom and I place hot kisses against the skin of his neck, sucking on the soft spot behind his ear. Loosening my legs from around his waist, he drops me onto the bed and pulls his shirt over his head before following me up the bed.

Kneeling over me he pulls at the ties holding my dress together then opens my dress, sucking in a deep breath when he sees what's beneath. Mentally praising myself for choosing some of my nicer underwear to wear underneath, he runs his hands over the black lace of my panties before venturing his hands up my body and running his fingers lightly over my breasts that are encased in black satin and lace. He leans forward and places a kiss over my hip bone and trails his lips up my body, above my navel, under my breasts, a kiss directly between them, before placing an open-mouthed kiss directly on the exposed skin that spills from my bra.

Whimpering at the sensation I arch my back up towards him and he slips his hand around my waist while placing the other by my head to support himself. Sucking on my skin gently I bring my hands up to his hair and hold his head to me, allowing a moan to escape my lips again. He lifts his head up from my chest and I groan at the loss of his mouth before he pulls me upwards into a kiss, dragging the shoulders of my dress down. Shrugging out of it completely I flip us over and straddle his lap.

"You're not going to stop tonight, right?" I ask him seductively as I reach around to unclasp my bra, hoping he wasn't going to tell me that we need to stop again. He tilts his head back into the pillow and lets out a groan, running hands up my thighs and massaging them.

"I told you I wasn't finished with you, didn't I?" he says with a thick voice, his accent so strong that it sends shivers down my spine. Unclasping my bra and pulling it off my body, he wastes no time sitting up and cupping my breasts before kissing my engorged nipples and tugging one into his mouth. Screaming out at the feeling I run my nails up his neck into his hair, continuing over his scalp and tugging at the silky strands. He switches between my nipples; sucking, lapping, biting them before making his way up my neck again. Stopping at the spot where the scars and knots of scar tissue from multiple bites lay, he places a tender kiss.

Leaning up and placing a gentle kiss on my lips, he pulls back and stands at the end of the a ragged breath, I rake my eyes over him, appreciating the amazing body he has as he unbuttons his pants, pulling both his jeans and boxers down his muscular legs before settling on the bed again, dipping his fingers into my panties and dropping a gentle kiss on my upper thigh. Pulling my panties down my legs I start to tremble in anticipation and my breathing picks up again. After pulling them off, I press my thighs together to try and relieve some of the ache, but he catches my knees and pulls them apart and runs his hands up my legs.

"Please," I whimper to him as his hands run closer to my hot core. He leans over me and kisses my lips.

"Please what?" he breathes into my ear before biting on the lobe and tugging as he slips a finger between my saturated folds.

"I need you, Dimitri."

He thrusts two fingers into my aching core and my hips spring off the mattress towards him, moaning his name. He places small kisses behind my ear while pumping his fingers in and out faster, and I feel the coil in me grow tighter.

"What do you need Roza?" he asks as he adds another finger. I cry out, rocking my hip with his thrusts, trying to keep my ragged breath under control.

"You. I need you, please" I beg as I run my nails down his chest. I feel him smile against my throat as he withdraws his fingers and brings them up to his mouth, sucking each of them individually into his mouth, licking them clean. Watching him do so causes everything below my belly button to clench and I whimper at the loss of him.

Settling between my legs, he grabs his shaft and rubs himself between my lower lips before pressing slowly into my waiting core. Stopping when his pelvic bone meets mine to allow me to adjust to his size, I pull him down into a kiss as he places a forearm beside my head and runs his other down my leg to my knee. Pulling my leg to wrap around his waist causes him to slide in deeper and we both moan as I clench around him tightly. He slowly starts to move out of me a few times before picking up a steady pace. Fisting my hands into his hair as he places kisses over my neck and collar bone, I moan out at the sensation of him, thrusting between my legs, his hot lips on my skin, the smell of his sweat mixing with his aftershave, at the sound and feeling of his skin meeting mine.

"Oh god, Rose," he moans into my neck as I run my nails down his neck and dig my nails into the slick skin of his shoulders, I bite down on my lip trying to prolong the build-up. He pulls up onto his knees and grasps my hips tightly before his pace picks up and his hip snaps against mine.

Snaking my hand down to the bundle of nerves beneath my curls, I rub gently sending shocks through my body. Feeling myself tighten even more around his cock, I cry out as I am shoved over the edge into my orgasm, triggering his. He continues to pump into me as he spills his seed before slumping down onto me. Both of us clutching each other as we go through the aftershock, I breathe deeply trying to fill my greedy lungs.

"You are amazing," he whispers to me as he pulls out and rolls us over onto our sides and pulls me closer to him. I hum in response, not completely out of the high yet. I smile into his chest with a content sigh as he places a kiss on my forehead. We lay in quiet bliss for a few minutes before I tilt my head up and press my lips against his lazily. All I can smell is him, all I can feel is his hot skin against mine and his heart thundering beneath the hand I have placed on his chest. I never want to leave this bubble of bliss.

"Oops," I giggle as I place a finger on the darkening love mark just below his ear. He quirks up an eyebrow and chuckles while looking down pointedly at my chest. Tucking my head down, I can see several large blossoming marks maring my collarbone and breasts.

"I guess we both got a little overzealous," I say smugly, running my hands over the indentation my nails left on his shoulders. He looks down at me with a loaded gaze and places a kiss on my cheek before moving his whole body down so that we are eye level. He runs the edge of his nose against mine and I wrinkle my nose up at the tickle it gave me.

"I love you, so much." He says kissing my nose. I grin at him and pull myself closer to his body, running my hand up and down his back before kissing him.

"I love you too," I tell him before rolling us onto his back, straddling his waist and kissing him soundly. He brings his hands up to my hips and rubs them before they travel down and he cups my ass, squeezing firmly.

I can feel his cock harden under me at the sound of the moan that provokes and I rock my hips against his, drawing a groan out of his mouth, sending vibrations through my body. I lean down and place a kiss on the hollow of his throat, trailing down his chest to his abdomen and moving lower. Placing open mouthed kisses over his hip bone, I reach to grasp his shaft in my hand and then drop a kiss on the head.

"I'm not finished with you yet," I moan out before taking him into my mouth. His only response is a strangled moan and throwing his head back into the pillow, fisting my hair in his hands.