Hey, guys! Ok so let me just say thanks so much for all of your reviews you guys, I'm happy to have helped with bad moods and melt hearts and all of that good stuff XD. But this one is specially dedicated to Happycatdog and possibly to help anyone who needs help combatting the cold of winter, a specific lady comes to mind here but I'm not even going to say anything because she knows who she is…Or she should, but moving on.

Summary: Russia could be absolutely cold when winter rolls around, especially on the winter solstice, but when you've got a guy like Dimitri around, the cold outside tends to not have an impact. This is rated M for obvious reasons, and Happycatdog I hope you like it! You said longest night of the year and all I heard was SMUT. Also please note that I live in the Caribbean and thus know nothing about how the winter solstice is celebrated so I didn't go into much detail but if I got anything wrong I blame the internet.

I don't own VA

In a Winter Wonderland.

Even though I had been here before, every single time absolutely paled in comparison to this one time. The first time I'd taken a plain to Russia, it was so that I could try to find and kill the love of my life because he had been turned into an undead, soulless monster against his will, and there simply was no cure for that. There was only one way out, and that was death. So, I'd abandoned everything I knew back in America and traveled to Russia in a desperate attempt to keep the promise we'd made, that if one of us was ever turned into a strigoi, the other would find us and kill us because we didn't want to live like that.

So, the beauty of this place and Dimitri's home town, a small community of dhampir women who'd opted out of the guardian life in order to raise their families had mostly been lost on me. The next time I came to visit, I had been insanely wrapped up in Dimitri because like always, I had managed to do the impossible with the help of my best friend and sister Vasalissa Dragomir. Together with her boyfriend, a fire wielding moroi and a serious pain in my ass, we had restored Dimitri back to a dhampir.

Now, I'll admit, when Dimitri had proposed that we visited his family this time in the height of a winter which in Pennsylvania had already been really, really cold, I was sure he had lost his mind. But he had persisted, and because I was a sucker for him and could deny him nothing, I had agreed. Needless to say, I had been hesitant to leave Lissa especially since we didn't have the bond anymore, but she, like my boyfriend, had been nothing short of persistent.

In the end, the trip had been set, and I couldn't help but be happy that I had come. Because Russia in the winter might be cold as fuck, but it was absolutely breath takingly beautiful, and when the Belikov house was your destination, the cold outside had nothing against the warmth and love that always filled this house.

The second we walked into Olena's house, she led us right to her kitchen, sat us down at her table, called the rest of the family in as well, and proceeded to feed us the feast she had no doubt spent all day cooking. The table was filled with conversation and laughter, and just like that the fatigue that had been plaguing me, all the hours spent flying, all the hours driving to the Belikov house completely faded away. One look at Dimitri told me he was feeling the exact same way.

That had been a couple days ago, and yet every moment spent with these women and their children was just as magical as that first day. As I stood on the porch watching the falling snow and what was left of the bonfire from earlier, a Russian custom which was done to celebrate the winter Solstice, I had a sudden realization. In another life, one where my best friend wasn't the queen of the moroi world and in need of my protection, perhaps I could see myself living here with Dimitri. I could see myself raising a family here.

There was something about this community where everyone knew everyone and everyone was always there for each other that I adored. Maybe because it was so different from life at the moroi royal court, or maybe it had something to do with the amazingness I'd just seen tonight, the gathering of the community around the bonfire in Olena's backyard and the huge feast I was going to have to work off tomorrow. Or perhaps it was just that I liked going to bed with Dimitri beside me and waking up to find him still there, not gone because he had an early morning shift. I wasn't exactly sure.

"Penny for your thoughts, milaya?" I shivered a little as his arms wrapped around my waist, the smell of his aftershave wrapping around me.

"Just that I really like it here," I said honestly. "I'm happy you made me come."

"Oh, I always make you come though don't I?" He purred and I groaned.

"Really, baby?" I asked making Dimitri chuckle. He pulled me closer and I smiled. I was bundled up and everything, but I was still cold, and strangely I hadn't realized it until that very moment. Now, Dimitri's warmth seeped into me and I relaxed against him.

"Longest night of the year baby," He said softly. "I have an idea or 2 about what we can do here."

"Do you now?" I asked turning around to face him so I could look up into his eyes. And that right there was the biggest mistake I could've ever made. Mischief shone in those eyes, but they were dark as well and full of something that instantly sent liquid pooling between my legs.

"I do," He said huskily, and then his lips were claiming mine in a kiss that was hard and fierce and demanding. A kiss that stole my breath and made my head spin even as I kissed him back.

Dimitri's arms tightened around my waist, his hands cupping my butt, his tongue plunging into my mouth, exploring, tasting, dominating. I gasped for air, a breathy moan slipping out when he squeezed my ass and pushed me up against the back door.

I wasn't sure which one of us was responsible for breaking the kiss. It probably was me seeing as how his lips were trailing up and down my neck now, leaving a trail of fire in their wake, but the second his hands left my butt and cupped my boobs, I forgot how to breathe. Hell, I forgot my own name as I lifted my legs to wrap around his hips. His hands were wreaking havoc on my chest, massaging and squeezing and flicking my nipples tantalizingly so much so that I moaned his name and felt my panties grow wetter.

"Dimitri please," I gasped out. "Take me to bed now." I could stand his teasing no longer. Hell I was about ready to combust right then and there and he had barely done anything.

Happy to oblige, he cradled me in his arms and walked into the house. Instantly, I heard Olena's concerned voice, but her words were lost on me. Everything felt foggy within the haze of the lust coursing through my body. It had been a few days since Dimitri and I had been together like this simply because I refused to have sex in his mother's house. After the way he had just touched me, however, I couldn't come up with a single objection, and I couldn't understand why I had even tried in the first place.

"She's fine mama," Dimitri said, and that accent sent more moisture pooling between my legs. "Just tired. I'm taking her to bed." He was already on his way up the stairs by the time he was done talking, but I didn't miss the sniggers that met those words. And to be completely honest, I really didn't care.

The second we'd made it to the bedroom, there was no stopping my lips from finding his. This kiss was deeper than the one we'd shared on the porch, more intense, a promise of what was to come. His tongue thrusted into my mouth to tangle with mine in a battle for dominance as he started taking off my clothes. A battel which he won because as much as I refused to give in, I lost my train of thought the second his magnificent body was revealed to me.

Never breaking the kiss, Dimitri laid me down on the bed, his body hovering above mine, his eyes drinking in everything as our lips and tongues moved together in a dance that only we knew. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my fingers tangling in his hair as I locked my legs around his hips to pull him flush against me.

"I need you inside me now," I gasped out as our lips finally broke apart so we could breathe. He cupped my breasts in his hands, molding and squeezing, his fingers rubbing and pinching my nipples. I arched my back practically pushing them into his hands and moaning as he entered me only to pull out again in one quick motion.

I wanted to tell him not to tease, to quit playing and just fuck me, but the only thing that came out of my mouth was another moan. This one was louder than before, but I really didn't care, not when he was sucking on my nipples and thrusting into me. Slowly, inch by inch he filled me, again and again, each thrust taking him deeper, each thrust hitting a new spot that drove me closer and closer to the edge.

"Oh god I'm so close," I gasped and then I was biting down on his shoulder to keep from screaming as he did something so very sinful with his hips. I felt my body clench hard around him then shatter into a million pieces of endless pleasure and still Dimitri didn't stop. His thrusts picked up in their intensity, his lips finding home in my neck sucking, biting, and marking. He claimed me with every mark he left on my body, drove me wild with every thrust of his hips.

When I came again, I had to bite down so hard on my lip that I drew blood. It was either that or scream his name so loudly that his family would've come running. I panted hard moaning his name over and over like a prayer, my body swept up on waves and waves of pleasure that hit new heights when Dimitri found his release. I came again as his seed filled me and this time there was no stopping the scream as I squirted hard.

"You are so beautiful," Dimitri said a little breathlessly, his eyes on my face. The way he was looking at me, the love and adoration I saw in those darker than usual eyes was enough to rile me up again and I flipped us and started riding him hard.

Dimitri groaned lowly, his hands gripping my hips encouraging me to go harder. I did as he asked, my eyes on his face, drinking in the sight of his pleasure. It was empowering, the effect I had on him, the way his eyes darkened, the way he said my name. It was enough that I rode him harder, losing all control, giving in to that side of me that was pure carnal instinct.

Everything was a blur after that. It was like the rest of the world disappeared and narrowed down to him and I and those hours which were full of endless pleasure, the kind of pleasure that magnified our love and turned it into something that was more beautiful than usual. The kind of pleasure that left us breathless and tangled together so tightly it was not possible to know where he ended and I began. The kind of pleasure that had me falling in love with him over and over again.

When it was over, the black of night was giving way to the gloomy grey of predawn. We were exhausted and I knew I was going to be sore when I woke up, but I was more satiated and satisfied than I had been in quite a while. And as I looked at Dimitri, I knew he felt it too.

I also knew that there was nowhere else on this planet I would ever want to be, no greater man I would ever want to belong to. The steady thudding of his heart beneath my head, the warmth of his body wrapped so tightly around mine wrapped me up in a cocoon of love and security that was so intense I could've cried. Hell, I probably would have if the exhaustion hadn't dragged me under, but not before I muttered something that was supposed to be I love you. I was sure, however, that it came out sounding like something else if Dimitri's soft chuckle was anything to go by, but it didn't matter because I felt his lips on my forehead before I drifted off to sleep.

And that, my loves, is how the winter solstice should be celebrated. Hell, that's exactly how people who aren't native to Russia should cope with winter there! You all know what to do, leave me some reviews and tell me your thoughts! Remember to tell me if there's anything you'd like to see me write about in these one shots or if there are any prompts you've got for me.

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Roza