"Your skin is so soft," Dimitri groaned. In the cabin's rustic bedroom, with the thick curtains drawn, the fire gave a soft, warm light illuminating the space. Rose was lying on her back as Dimitri hovered above her, peppering her face, neck, décolletage, and breasts with kisses. After spending an inordinate amount of time suckling her nipples, Dimitri continued downward, kissing Rose's abs and stomach before arriving at her unbuttoned jeans.

Dimitri kissed as far as he could until his lips met the soft cotton of her panties. Lying between Rose's legs, it was obvious her jeans and his pants needed to come off. Kissing and nipping at her denim covered crotch, Dimitri took his time enjoying Rose's scent. So much stronger than even a few days ago, it already had his manhood standing at full attention! Still, he waited until Rose lifted her hips to tell him she wanted him to rid her of her jeans.

"Panties too?" he murmured, allowing things to occur at her pace.

Rose nodded, her cheeks turning red—as though she were embarrassed about her response.

Dimitri peeled Rose's jeans, and panties down her legs, trailing kisses against her bare skin as the denim revealed it. At her feet, he pulled her clothing away, leaving Rose resplendently naked. His every thought and fantasy so demonstrably incomparable to the reality that was his mate, Dimitri took in the magnificent sight before him before growling possessively. A deep rumble emanating from his chest and echoing off the walls surrounding them, the sound would threaten some, but it comforted Rose. This was the sound of her mate—a strong virile Alpha—staking his claim. It didn't matter there was no one nearby to hear… Dimitri's growl was propriety; a warning for everyone else to stay away!

As for Dimitri? He could not help himself. Roza was his mate. His! He would be the only man allowed to see her like this! The only man to make love to her! Seeing her lying back on the bed, utter perfection just waiting for him, caused him to growl loudly again.

"You're mine, Rose. After this, there will be no turning back."

"I don't want to turn back," Rose said, sitting up then pushing Dimitri away from her. For a moment he thought she was rejecting him, but it quickly became plain she only moved him back so she could access the front of his sweatpants. Loosening the tie, Rose pulled the fabric down Dimitri's thighs, taking his boxer briefs with them. Her gasp when his manhood sprang free made Dimitri rumble with pleasure. Not a warm sleepy purr—this purr promised passion and pleasure.

"He's very big," Rose said, looking up at her man apprehensively.

"He's excited to meet you," Dimitri stated with a smirk.

"I'm excited to meet him, too," she replied, waiting for Dimitri to kick off his pants and briefs before reaching out to touch it. The feeling wasn't at all like she'd expected. How it could be simultaneously so hard yet silky soft was a mystery to Rose. Lightly trailing her fingers up and then down its length, Rose was mesmerized.

"Does he like that?" she asked.

"He'll like just about anything you do with him." Dimitri guided Rose's hand, showing her how to wrap it around the shaft.

"I can't make my fingers meet," Rose gasped in surprise.

"He's a big boy," Dimitri explained with a playful shrug.

"And he's all mine," Rose declared as she pumped her hand up and down her mate's cock. "I think he likes me doing that; he's getting harder!"

"He loves it. But right now, it's my turn to pleasure you." Pushing Rose back onto the bed, Dimitri followed until they were lying on their sides facing one another. He pulled Rose hard up against him, placing a leg between hers before their lips met again. Hands skating up and down Rose's back, Dimitri's fingers relished the feel of her unblemished skin, proving to be every bit as smooth as the front. Rose's hands were likewise occupied, playing with Dimitri's back and sides.

"What's that from?" Rose asked, her fingertips trailing a thin scar running across one hip. The only mark she'd yet to encounter, she was curious how he'd received it.

"A gift from the first Strigoi I killed," he mumbled, before capturing Rose's plump lips with his own. He pushed a leg further between Rose's until he had it wedged against her core. Not wasting the opportunity, Rose rocked her hips in slow, undulating motions, rubbing her crotch against Dimitri's upper leg. The action was obviously doing something, as Rose was moaning loudly into his kiss. Her heat against his leg and the smell of her arousal excited Dimitri, as did the shameless way Rose used his leg to seek pleasure. He wanted this to be good for her. Something she would never forget!

Her parted lips an irresistible invitation, Dimitri slid his tongue into Rose's mouth, softly stroking her tongue with his, exploring one of the two hot wet cavities he planned to claim today. Taking his weight on one arm, the other hand holding Rose's hip, he rolled Rose further onto her back until he was hovering over her again, his leg still firmly between hers, his cock resting heavy and thick on the soft skin of her stomach.

Eventually pulling his lips away from hers, Dimitri started whispering to Rose in Russian, telling her all the things he wanted to do to her. Things he'd not say in English, safe in his native tongue, he could articulate every detail; and even though Rose could not understand what he said, his carnal tone and deep, commanding voice were enough to make Rose's already wet cleft drip even more.

In between his words Dimitri was kissing downward, repeating his previous path. Like earlier, he feasted on her nipples, sucking and tugging each into swollen, distended nubs before continuing further down her abdomen. But this time his prize was unprotected! Moving down until he was at the bottom of their makeshift bed, Dimitri pushed Rose's legs wide apart, gazing at the place where he planned to spend much of the next few days buried balls deep.

Like everywhere else, that part of Rose was perfection. Neat, trim pubic hair topped a pretty pink slit. Her outer lips mostly covering her inner until she moved her legs further apart, revealing the delight that lay within. Glistening with arousal, Rose's pussy was delectable. Dimitri could feel his mouth water anticipating finally licking and kissing her hot pleasure hole and the beautiful bud that sat just above it.

Opening his lips to let out a combination of a growl and a groan, Dimitri said: "He's thrilled to see her. He wants to give her nothing but pleasure."

Rose giggled nervously. "She's been waiting for him, too."

"We'll let them meet properly a little later. Right now, I think maybe we should start with a kiss?" Dimitri lightly blew on Rose's sex, leaving no ambiguity about what he intended. He planned to growl his girl out until the only word she'd be able to scream was 'MORE!' Hearing no objection, Dimitri settled between Rose's legs, preparing himself for the long haul. Uncaring how long he had to lick, Dimitri was determined he wouldn't ascend until there'd been a tidal wave in Rose's south seas!

A long, swift lick from rosette to her hooded bud had his Rose shaking with excitement. Hips bucking uncontrollably, Dimitri suspected his time with his head between Rose's thighs might be limited. She was already extraordinarily wet, although thankfully it seemed to be normal secretions and not the thicker more copious 'slick' she'd apparently experience during her estrous. Gently kissing her clitoris, Dimitri got familiar with the area, lapping at her lips and perineum before moving to her core.

Her scent was strong here. Similar to that he'd encountered on their first meeting, this had an added undeniable muskiness of arousal. Any man who smelled this would know Rose, his Roza, was turned on and that her body was preparing itself for penetration. Something he intended to do—and sooner rather than later. But now, Dimitri focussed solely on getting his mate to cum.

Dimitri's tongue finding the opening to Rose's sweet virgin channel, he attacked it with fervor, licking and lapping before pointing his tongue and pushing it as far in as he could. Conscious not to neglect her sweet little bud, he mouthed it a couple of times, ensuring it was nice and wet before he returned to loving Rose's opening with his tongue. Her clit covered in a copious amount of his salvia and her secretions, Dimitri moved his right hand to Rose's hip, slipping his fingers down to find the tight little bundle just beneath her dark curls. Rose's whimper was enough to let him know he'd found where he was seeking, as was the way she started to rock her hips again.

As she lay on the bed, one hand in Dimitri's hair, the other stroking what she could reach of his shoulders and back, Rose was close to exploding. What started as little mewls of pleasure quickly because pants, gasps, and now moans of excitement. The hand that had played with Dimitri's hair was now holding him in place—refusing to let him go until she came all over his face. Not that Dimitri showed any inclination of wishing to move away. The louder Rose was, the more determined his efforts! One loud squeal, followed by an involuntary shudder, and Rose's bloodstream was flooded with endorphins as she came loudly, wetly and spectacularly on Dimitri's tongue. Giggling euphorically, Rose scratched Dimitri's scalp as he rested his cheek against her upper thigh, regaining his breath as he watched her opening pulse with her orgasm.

"Dimitri," Rose moaned. "That was…"

"The start of everything," he finished, pushing himself up on an elbow and regarding Rose cockily. His manhood almost painfully engorged; the scent, sound, taste, touch, and sight of Rose's most private space had come close to unmanning him, and right now there was nothing Dimitri wanted more than to bury himself in his mate's tight wet twat. Seeking some satisfaction via a furtive rub against the bedsheet, Dimitri crawled up Rose's body, kissing her the entire way. Reaching her mouth, their tongues tangled yet again.

"I can taste myself on you," Rose murmured nervously when they pulled apart to draw breath.

"You taste exquisite!" Dimitri quickly assured her. Going down on Rose had been one of the most erotic and satisfying sexual experiences of his life. It was something he hoped to do many times in the future, so there was no room for insecurity. "Your smell and taste are very appealing to me. I hope to please you that way often."

"But he must feel left out?"

"He can wait until you are ready, Roza. There's no hurry…"

"But there is," Rose explained. "She wants to meet him so badly!"

"What are you saying, Roza?" Dimitri said in a thick, husky voice. He knew what Rose meant, but he needed her to voice it.

"I'm saying that I'm ready. We both want to experience how he feels inside us."

"I'll go slow," Dimitri vowed, elated by his lover's words. "If you tell me to stop, I will."

"I know you will. I trust you. I want this. We both do."

The next ten minutes Dimitri spent kissing and fondling his mate. Tempted, as he was, to finger her cleft, something in him wanted the first touch of her most sacred place to come from his cock. Satisfied she was as prepared as she could be, Dimitri moved into position.

"Give me permission," Dimitri requested with a loving look in his eyes.

"Yes!" Rose gasped, grabbing him again and bringing him into alignment.

"I love you," Dimitri whispered, slowly sinking into his mate.

Rose gasped, eyes wide at the pressure. It didn't hurt per se, nor was it particularly pleasurable – at least not yet. Dimitri's jaw gritted, it took all his self-control to go slow. Withdrawing a little, then pushing in further, Dimitri continued like this, slowly inching his way within. Leaning down to kiss Rose as he moved in and out, she closed her eyes, letting the new and unusual sensations overtake her.

Fuller than she thought was possible, Rose let out a little sigh when she felt Dimitri grind his pubic bone against her. Somehow, miraculously, she'd taken his all. Squirming a little beneath him, Rose tilted her hips.

"Oh!" The subtle shift made all the difference. Now the tip of his cock was nudging a spot inside that felt good! It also made the place just above the base of Dimitri's dick press pleasantly against her clitoris.

"I'm going to move now, Roza. Is that ok?"

"Yes," she replied before bringing her lips back to his. Dimitri started rocking in and out, each time pushing into that spot that felt so good. At first, letting him control the movement, Rose quickly discovered that rocking her hips in time with Dimitri's helped him hit that delicious spot again and again! Clasping Dimitri's hair tightly with one hand, she raked her fingernails lightly over his back, relishing the feel of his powerful muscles flexing as he moved above her. Neck, shoulders, spine, and ass; no part that she could reach was left unexplored.

They moved in tandem, silent other than the occasional groan or sigh. Trying to keep a steady pace, Dimitri held back a little. He was a large, strong man, and this was his beloved's first time. He'd let her set the pace.

Dimitri adored feeling Rose's hands; the way she was acquainting herself with every part of him. While Rose had no basis for comparison, for Dimitri this was unlike any other sexual encounter he'd had. Somehow this union seemed more complete—a true joining of bodies, hearts, and souls. Unwilling to hurt her, he was delicate—but Rose's movements and little noises suggested she was now feeling pleasure, a fact that elated Dimitri. Pulling his lips from those of his Goddess, he opened his mouth to allow a groan to escape. Warm and tight, if Dimitri's cock had its way, he'd live twenty-four-seven in Rose's pretty little quim!

"Faster?" Dimitri asked when Rose increased their tempo.

"Please… Harder, too," she moaned. Everything she was feeling was unfamiliar but good! Giving his woman more of what she wanted, the increased tempo wasn't helping Dimitri's self-control. His balls almost painfully full and heavy, he knew it wouldn't be long before his knot started to form. Previous lovers had all commented favorably about the experience of being knotted, but none of them had encountered it on their first sexual experience. While Dimitri wanted nothing more than to hold Rose tight against him as he filled her cleft with his seed, he was unsure whether it would be too much for Rose. Feeling her walls flutter around him, he needed to ask.

"Roza? I am close to cumming and my knot is about to form. Do you want me to pull out?"

"No! I want to feel it!"

Dimitri groaned and let his forehead drop to the pillow beside Rose's head. Four thrusts and he felt the familiar tingle. Another three and he could move no more, the bulb at the bottom of his cock locking him tight within his love.

"Dimitri! Fuck! That feels so good! I feel so full!" Rose gasped.

"Baby," he replied, holding his weight on his forearms so he would not crush his love. Dimitri was moments away from exploding when he felt Rose's pussy tighten. Half a second later, she squealed as she started to cum.

Her excitement sparking his, Dimitri started to ejaculate as the two found their release together. Kissing and licking Dimitri's neck, Rose enjoyed her orgasm for as long as it lasted, feeling the twitching of her mate's dick as he spilled his seed inside her. Alpha could cum for up to five minutes, Rose remembered, so her pleasure was over before his. After Rose's orgasm subsided, Dimitri rolled them so he was lying on his back, Rose spread-eagled across him with his cock still firmly lodged in her cunt. It was more comfortable for Rose that way, but it also removed her neck from the immediate proximity of his teeth—because for Dimitri the urge to bite and claim Rose was all but overwhelming! Wrapping his love securely in his arms, and feeling her rest her head in the crook of his neck, Dimitri pulled the duvet over them, groaning as his release continued. Finally, the spasms of his cock slowed, then stopped, and his knot subsided.

"Wow!" Rose whispered, kissing the underside of her lover's jaw and chest.

"Good wow?" Dimitri checked playfully.

"Almost perfect wow!"

"Almost perfect?" Dimitri asked, disappointed he'd been unable to make it faultless for her.

"I hoped you might claim me," Rose admitted. "I know you might get in trouble if you do it before I'm eighteen, but it will change my scent, and that might help?"

"I can't claim you anywhere that shows," Dimitri replied, petulant and annoyed anything about their experience had left his woman wanting.

"I can think of one place where no one will notice," Rose said almost playfully. Despite being blissed out after their union, she was unprepared to let this go. She pulled herself upright and disconnected from Dimitri. A veritable river of cum covered her mate's nether regions—a mix of her excitement and his. Rolling on to her back, Rose opened her legs. "If you claim me there, no one will see." She pointed to her mons and the neat patch of hair that covered it.

"Are you sure? If I claim you, we will be together for life. There's no going back."

"I'm already yours," Rose said simply. "This just confirms how we feel."

Kneeling on the bed, Dimitri kissed his way down Rose's body until he was again between his mate's thighs.

"I love you, Roza."

"I love you too, Comrade."

With their declarations made, Dimitri parted Rose's outer lips. Swollen and pink thanks to their recent exertions, Dimitri gently opened them to reveal the treasure within. Similar to the virgin pussy he'd feasted on an hour before, Rose's flower was nothing short of beautiful. Her inner lips, also slightly swollen, sat like petals, framing her enchanting core. Dark pink, they contrasted beautifully with the creamy color of his cum that now marked the entrance to her pussy. A visual reminder of what they'd just achieved, Dimitri felt his cock twitch in appreciation. He took his time, committing the sight to memory, before he leaned down, kissing the little bud above her opening reverently.

"Are you ready, baby?" he asked, snuffling at the hair on Rose's mons.

"So ready," she replied, writhing with nerves but also anticipation.

With a final kiss on her patch of dark curls, Dimitri opened his mouth, biting hard on Rose's mons, tasting her blood as his teeth broke the skin.