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I apologize in advance, I'm not 100% happy with this chapter. I couldn't seem to get it exactly the way I wanted it to be but decided this was as good as it was gonna get. If there are errors, I'm the only one to edit.

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"Put some on my back?"

I look up from my phone to see Rose laying on her stomach holding the bottle of tanning oil up to me, a smirk on her face. I drop my phone onto the towel and take the bottle from her, uncapping it. Rose wags her brows at me and lays back down, reaching behind her to untie the strings of her top and letting them drop beside. I rise up on my knees and kneel over her, leaning down to press my lips to her neck before rubbing the oil over her skin.

"You know, I've had dreams like this before," Rose mumbles into the towel below her. I hum at her, far too distracted by the dark glow of her skin as my hands work lower on her back, coming to rest on round hips.

Rose lifts her head up and looks over her shoulder at me with a smile. I wipe my hands on the towel and move to join her, resting on my stomach. "How so?" I ask as I press my lips to hers. Rose hums against my lips as her hand comes up to cup my cheek before pulling away from me, licking her lips slowly.

"I used to dream about hot guys rubbing me over in tanning lotion. Looks like it came true."

I chuckle and fold my arms to rest my head on. Rose snorts a laugh at me and puts her head back down with a happy sigh. Per her request, we decided to go to Cuba for our honeymoon. While I've never seen the ocean, I had no rejections to spending my honeymoon somewhere where we could get as much sun as possible. Not to mention, Rose wants to spend as much time at the beach as possible.

I brush the strands of hair that have fallen into her face away and let my fingers ghost over her face. A small smile graces her lips as the gesture and she opens her eyes, the darks irises catching mine with intensity.

"So, what do you think the conditions of Tatiana's office are?" she asks quietly, so quietly that I almost miss her question. I shrug and let my fingers drift down her hair and watch her squirm slightly.

"I honestly don't have the faintest idea."

Rose sighs and flips onto her back, her hands cupping her chest to prevent the small scrapes a fabric she calls a bikini from falling. I move my hand to rest on her stomach as she looks up at me. "To be perfectly honest, I would do whatever it took to be able to be a part of that trial," she says softly, her eyes flicking down to my chest as she speaks. It's almost as if she's worried I won't agree with her.

I push myself up and lean over her, cupping her cheek and pulling her face up to look at me. "I feel the same way, Roza," I say before pressing my lips to her firmly. She sighs and twists her fingers into my hair, her other hand releasing the bikini top and cupping the back of my neck. Rose's nimble fingers move down my neck and around to my chest, slowly creeping down until they come to rest on the waistband of my swim trunks. My breath gets caught in my throat when her hand moves down and cups my cock through my trunks, making my hold on her waist tighten.

"Roza, we're in public," I grunt as she squeezes me again, rubbing her hand firmly against the growing bugle. Rose pulls her lips from mine and pouts, sticking her lip out at me. I peck her lips again and push myself into a sitting position, trying to readjust myself.

"We are the only ones around, Comrade," Rose groans as she stretches her arms above her head, pushing her fingers into the sand. Even though she is right, and we are on a private beach owned by the resort, I shake my head to clear the lust induced haze. But Rose has other ideas, pulls her hands out of the sand and pulls her top off, tossing it at my chest before stretching out of the towel.

"Rose!" I hiss but she simply snickers at me. "What? I don't want any tan lines," she shrugs as if sunbathing on the beach with her voluminous breasts out for the world to see was no big deal. I groan and scrub my hand over my face before taking a look around to see if we were still alone. I lean over her and press my lips to her chest, just above one of her plump nipples. She takes in a shaky breath before sighing happily.

I lift my head up to see her eyes open now, boring down at me with a smug look on her face. "Oh stop, you knew exactly what you were doing," I grumble as I move to kneel over her, knees on either side of her full hips. Rose smirks and bites her bottom lip as I lean down and press my lips to her chest again, taking the prized nub into my mouth and sucking it. I groan when Rose's hand slides down and cups me again and I rock against her hand.

My other makes it's way up to her other breast and I palm it in my hands before rolling her nub between my fingers, drawing out a moan from her. I move lips across her chest to her other breast and give it the same treatment with my lips before pulling away and sitting up.

"This will have to be quick; I don't plan on spending my honeymoon in jail," I say as I reach for my trunks, pulling them down just enough for my aching cock to spring free. Rose pushes herself up to rest on her elbows and moves her legs to rest over mine, spreading them in an excited invitation. I reach out and pull her bottoms to the side before sliding into her roughly and start a frantic pace. While we may have had sex in some risky places, we have never been this out in the open. And the idea is slightly erotic.

I grip onto Rose's hips as I snap my hips against hers and bite my lip as I watch her breasts bounce and jiggle in relation to the movements. Rose arches her back up with a small wail, her hands coming up to cup her chest to tease her nipples, pinching and tugging. I slip one of my hands down and rub at her sensitive pearl, groaning when she clenches around me.

"Oh God! Dimitri, don't stop!" Rose whispers as she rocks her hips against me in hopes to reach her climax. The moment she does, I let go as well, hissing as I shoot my load into her waiting clef. I slump over her and rest my head in the crook of her neck before pulling out of her and fixing both of our clothes.

"I think we need to pack up and head back to our room," I say as I lean down to press a kiss to her lips, hinting that I want to continue our activities somewhere we won't get caught. Rose smirks and sits up, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling herself flush against my chest. I wrap my arms around her back and pull her closer to me, moving my lips against her languidly.

"Fine," Rose sighs, but the twinkle in her eye indicates that she is more excited about the idea than she is letting on.

I take the small moment we have as we stand outside of Her Majesty's private sitting room to soothe Rose, rubbing my hands over her arms and shoulders. While we have a formal meeting with Her Majesty, she explicitly asked that we not dress in our black and whites, which has made Rose slightly uncomfortable. "Roza, sweetheart, you need to take a deep breath. I can feel your tension without even touching you," I whisper in her ear as I wrap my arms around her, pulling her back to rest against my chest. Rose sighs heavily and leaves her head back against my shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I'm nervous," she whispers as she spins around in my arms. Rose finds purchase against my neck and rests there for a few minutes before the doors before us open and we pull apart from each other.

"Guardians Belikov and Belikova, please come in," Tatiana says as she opens the door further. I take Rose's hand and step into the room, squeezing Rose's hand in reassurance. Tatiana gestures for us to sit and we sit across from her, Rose's hand not leaving mine.

"Would you like something to drink, Rose?" Tatiana asks, taking in Rose's tense posture. Rose's eyes snap to Tatiana's and she shakes her head as she clears her throat. "No thank you, Your Majesty."

Tatiana shakes her hand and waves Rose's formality off. I meet Tatianna's eyes and she raises her brows at me, and I respond with a small nod. Let's get started.

"The trail that we are offering for you to join is one of our most guarded secrets to date. The terms of this agreement are binding and once you agree to the trail, there is no backing out."

Rose and I both nod at her in understanding and wait as she shuffles through the papers she has in her lap. "The trail itself is very simple. Rose, if you agree, you will be given a series of fertility injections to help promote semination. Generally speaking, a Dhampir's body with fight of male Dhampir's sperm, thinking that it is a virus or parasite. The drug itself will trick your body into thinking that the sperm is a Moroi genetic in hopes that your body will not reject it," Tatiana explains give her attention to Rose and me as if we were casual friends instead of Guardians. Rose takes a breath a looks over at me before looking back to Tatiana.

"So, it's kind of like the opposite of birth control in a way? It tricks your body into accepting instead of tricking it into thinking it's pregnant?"

"Exactly."

I squeeze Rose's hand and ask a question that I have been dreading to ask since Adrian told us about this opportunity on our wedding night. "How many times has this drug been affective?"

Tatiana smiles widely. "With five different sets, the trial has affectively produced nine children. All full-term and born healthy."

I let the breath I was holding out and move my hand from Rose's to cup her shoulder, ignoring the fact that I am openly embracing my wife in front of our monarch, but rejoicing in this happiness for a small moment. Rose lets a strangled noise from her mouth as she accepts my gesture, turning her face into my chest.

I look back up to Tatiana to see a small smile on her face, a smile that seems genuine and compassionate. "The drug is a one-time treatment with a set of four injections, administered over the span of a week. The drug does have side effects, but in the view of the end goal, most couples have found them beneficial."

Rose pulls herself together and focuses on Tatiana as she outlines the treatment plans and fertility rates. I let my hand rest on Rose's shoulder as we listen, but a thought keeps floating through my mind about something Adrian said.

"Tatiana, Adrian mentioned that there were conditions to being in this trial. I assume being quiet about it is not the only condition." Tatiana nods her head and folds her hands in her lap.

"Yes, that's correct. I assume you remember the scandal that occurred with Abby and Xander Badica?"

The names don't sound all that familiar to me, but Rose's eyes widen at her words. "Their Guardian left to marry another Guardian," Rose whispers in astonishment, putting two and two together. I look from Rose to Tatiana with confusion, trying to figure out why Rose has the expression on her face that she does.

"We have to leave, don't we?" Rose inquires, her other hand coming to rest on top of our intertwined hands.

"Yes. You have to leave the Moroi Society for at least five years. It's not safe for you and Dimitri once you start the treatment."

Rose pulls her hand out of mine and leans forward on her arms, fisting her hands in her hair. I scrub my hands over my face as I process what has been said. Leave? Does that mean we need to cut off all contact with people in the Moroi society? Christian, Lissa? My family? Rose's family?

"How soon?" Rose asks lifting her head from her hands.

"Once you receive a positive pregnancy test."

"Can we please have a few moments to think about this?" I interject, feeling my heart rate rise in anxiety. Rose's head snaps towards me with wide eyes, her brows pinched together. Tatiana clears her throat and excuses herself quietly.

I take a deep breath and lean back into the couch, rubbing my hands over my jeans. "Rose, we need to take a moment to process this before jumping into this head-on."

Rose raises her brows and turns towards me, her arms crossed under her chest. "You don't want to leave?" she says quietly, pulling her lip between her teeth. I sigh and turn towards her and put my hand on her legs, running it up and down.

"If we have to leave to have a child we will, but I want to know how far removed we need to become before we decide this. What about Lissa? Or your parents, or my family. What if we are told that we have to cut all connections from them for a minimum of five years? Do you think you'd be able to leave every person you know behind for five years?"

Rose huffs and slouches back, her whole body going slack against the couch. I reach my hand up and cup her face, wiping away the small tear that has worked its way from the corner of her eye. The look on her face says it all; she couldn't leave everything and everyone behind.

A knock jolts both of us and Tatiana pokes her head back in the room, asking if she could come back into the room. I nod and give Rose's shoulder a squeeze before we both put ourselves back into a more professional state.

"We have one question that rides on us joining the trial," I say and Tatiana nods her head encouragingly.

"How far removed do we need to become? We just want to know whether or not we can keep in contact with our families. Along with Princess Dragomir and Lord Ozera," I say, praying that there may be a compromise in this.

Tatiana chuckles slightly and picks up her cup. "To an extent, you can. We don't want the particulars of the trial getting out to the public, but I'm sure that the immediate members of your family can be trusted, especially your father, Rose."

"And Lissa and Christian?" Rose pipes up, her voice full of hope.

Tatiana clears her throat and looks Rose head-on with a small frown. "That is a tricky situation. We all know how close you are to your charges, and them to you. We are more concerned about the Moroi public than the Dhampir public. Vasilissa may be your friend, but she is also a Royal," Tatiana says and I watch Rose's smile fade from her lips.

I reach my hand out and place it on her knee in a form of comfort, but I don't think it's giving much comfort. "What is it that I can't tell her? That we are leaving, or that I will be pregnant?"

"You can tell her you're pregnant, but you can't tell her that it's biologically Dimitri's. Not for a few years at least. Not until we are able to go public with the injections."

"What if we said that we used a donor egg, would that be acceptable?" I ask, hoping to settle Rose as I feel her tensing up under my hand. "Yes, that is acceptable," Tatiana says with a small smile, her eyes moving over to Rose and then back to mine.

Rose nods and quietly excuses herself, stating that she needs to use the washroom. I watch her retreat out of the room before Tatiana speaks. "You would do anything for her, wouldn't you?" she asks me with a small smile on her face. I smirk and rub the side of my fingers over my lips.

"Honestly, I would. We also discussed using an egg donor if we could afford one a few months back. When Adrian told us that we would be able to have a baby together, without a donor, I knew that it didn't really matter what it took. I wouldn't keep that opportunity from her," I say fondly. As much as Rose complains about Tatiana, it is very odd to see the kinder side of her.

For a few more moments we sit in silence until Rose returns, sitting down beside me and gives me a small smile.

"Do you two need more time to think?" Tatiana asks once Rose is situated back on the couch. I look over to Rose and meet her gaze, silently coming to a decision before looking back at our monarch.

"We'd like the join the trial. As soon as possible."

I hear our front door slam shut while standing in the kitchen. It's not uncommon for Rose to be loud when she comes home, but this is out of character for her. I wipe my hands on the dishtowel and make my way out of the kitchen only to be stopped by the five-foot-seven wall of muscle that is my wife, with the majority of her clothes already splayed on the floor.

Tatiana wasn't lying when she said that some people found the side effects of the treatment beneficial. If Rose and I weren't having enough sex before, we are now. Her sex drive has gone into over-drive.

The carnal look in her eyes and flushed cheeks make my heart shake as her hands reach for me, pulling me closer and pressing her lips to mine. Now that we have reached the last injection a few days ago, we have found ourselves in numerous embraces of lust and desire. But who am I to complain? I have an extremely sexy wife who is equally as good in bed who has urges to have sex multiple times a day.

I let my hands slid from Rose's waist to her hips before gripping them and lifting her into my arms, spinning around to press her against the wall. I pull my lips away from hers and travel to her jaw and neck, letting my lips ghost over the delicate spot behind her ear. I moan softly when her nails dig into my shoulders and I squeeze her hips tightly in my hands.

"I thought you were staying with Lissa tonight?" I murmur into her neck as I roll my hips against her core. Being that it is the eve of Christian and Lissa's wedding, Rose had agreed to stay with Lissa while Christian stays here with me.

Rose tugs at my shirt to pull it over my head before attaching her lips to my neck. "I am, I just want to come home first," she whimpers against my skin before letting her teeth graze gently over my pulse point. I pull her away from the way as I bring her lips back to mine and set her down on the edge of the dining table. I pull away from her to look over her with a groan, letting my eyes wander over her defined collarbones, full and supple breasts push up and together in the navy blue bra, her slim waist that continues down to her wide hips covered by her dress pants.

"You went to work with this on?" I ask letting my fingers run over the cup holding her chest. Rose hooks her leg around me and pulls me closer to her with a smirk. "I was hopeful that I could slip away at lunch, but got stuck doing last-minute wedding stuff," she says as her hands fall to my belt, her dark eyes catching mine.

I let her pull my belt from the loops before I cup her face and crash my lips back to hers as my hands work on her pants. I pull away long enough to press my hand in the center of her chest, lightly pushing back to lay back on the table. I give her a loaded look as I hook my fingers into the hem and pull her pants down along with her panties.

Rose moves to sit, but I push her back down again before kneeling in front of the table, pulling her to rest at the edge. Rose eagerly spreads her leg apart as the realization of what's to come, squealing when my lips make contact to the soft skin of her inner thighs.

"Please," she moans as I place licks, kisses and bites over her upper thighs, skirting where she wants me to be. I chuckle against her skin before moving to her honey pot and find her tight nub quickly, giving her some form of relief. I bring her right to the edge of release before pulling away and standing up and unbuttoning my pants, smirking at her whine in discontent.

I pull my jeans and boxers down and step out of them before lean over Rose. I let my hands run up her legs to her chest and cup her mounds, squeezing and palming through the material while I worship the skin of her neck and jaw with my lips. I reach her mouth and take dominance over it as I slid my fingers to the clasp at the front of her bra and release her chest from its confinements. Rose pulls her mouth away with a sigh and her fingers twist into my hair and tug gently.

"God, you're so beautiful," I say softly as I look over her, her big eyes staring into mine. I move down to pump myself a few times before pushing into her, groaning and letting my head fall to her shoulder. Rose lets out a breathy moan as I slowly start to rock into her while her nails run down my back in scorching paths. I press my lips to her collarbone before pushing myself up and hooking my arms under her knees, resting them in the crevices of my arms.

An excited look places Rose's features as her head rests back against the table and I let my hips move faster against her, revelling in the sound of my skin hitting hers and the sensation of her body gripping mine.

I let one leg go as my hand travels up her body and my hand rests in the crook of her neck, using it as leverage to continue my work between her strong legs. I can feel Rose tightening around me when she starts to pull away from me, pressing her hands against my chest. I pull back a little and let her push me back from the table as she slides off it. She quickly turns around and flicks her hair over her shoulder, bracing herself against the table.

I groan excitedly and move back towards her, pressing her down against the table. I slid back into her hot core and work at a quick pace, moaning along with Rose as she reaches her peak again, and I hold out long enough for her to reach her's first.

We both pant quietly for a moment as we try to catch our breath. I lean down and press my lips to the marks littering her neck softly and then rub my hand down her spine. I pull out of Rose and she whimpers slightly before pushing herself upright with a groan.

"I think you broke me, Comrade," she says with a giggle. I chuckle and wrap my arms around her waist, tucking my face into her neck. Her hand comes up to cup the back of my head with a sigh, her other hand coming to rest on my arms. "I could go for a nice shower right now," she says wistfully and I lift my head up from its place. I spin her around in my arms before picking her up and heading towards the bathroom with a smile gracing my lips.