Preface: There is a tiny amount of Russian, I put translations at the very end. I imagine Rose being played by Isabela Merced and Dimitri being played by Kieron Moore (Both aren't as tall as I'd prefer but otherwise they look the part) and Lissa being played by Elena Kampouris. I already said this in the summary but, you can read this scene in place of pages 346 (starting at 2nd paragraph) through 352 of Richelle Mead's "Vampire Academy: Shadow Kiss".
"Let me go!" I shrieked trying to get my arms free.
"No! Rose! Stop…this…this isn't you." His voice broke for a second so brief I thought I imagined it.
Hearing him almost cry must've surprised me, because the darkness finally slipped out of me, my mind completely clear. I stopped fighting. My body trembled with fear. Dimitri immediately released his hold.
"Oh my god," I said, voice shaking.
His hand touched the side of my face, fingers light on my cheek. "Rose," he breathed. "Are you okay?"
Looking down at my shaking hands, I choked "I…I think so."
"It's over,'' he whispered, brushing the hair away from my face, and tipping my chin to look up at him.
"No…It's not." I looked back down. "You don't understand. Lissa lost it out there with Jesse, but I stopped her because I took away her anger and put it into myself. And it's-it's horrible. I…I can't control what I think or feel or do"
Tilting my chin back up at him he said, "It won't happen again." He moved his face toward mine, looking into my eyes, "It won't happen to you. You're too strong. You'll fight it, just like you did this time."
"I only could because you were here." He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me to him, and I buried my face in his chest. "I can't do it by myself," I whispered.
"You can," he said. There was a tremulous note in his voice. "You're strong-you're so strong Roza," he pulled me closer, "It's one of the reasons why I love you."
"You shouldn't. I'm going to become someone terrible. I might already be someone terrible." I thought back to my past behaviors, the way I'd been lashing out at everyone. The way I terrorized Ryan and Camille.
Dimitri pulled away so that he could look me in the eyes again. He cupped my face delicately with one hand. "You aren't. You won't," he said. "I won't let you. No matter what, I won't let you."
Emotion filled my body again, but it wasn't hate or rage. It was warm and made my heart ache in a beautiful way. Without thinking I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. He hesitated a second, almost pulling away, but kissed me back. The kiss was sweet and blissful. Steadily though, the intensity of our kiss increased. It was still filled with love but became much more-something hungry, something ravenous..
I maneuvered myself so I was straddling him. He trailed his hands up my back pushing me closer to him. He weaved his hands through the hair he loved oh so much. Without breaking our kiss he stood up, rubbing the back of my thighs as he did. I could feel his bulge move against my inner thigh as he walked us slowly to the bed.
He laid me down gently, I moaned softly into his mouth. I felt him smile for a second. He kissed me passionately. We both moaned. He moved his free hand up and down my thigh. Suddenly, we both pulled back a few centimeters.
"We can't," he said through a breath.
"I know," I nodded my head slightly.
He played with a piece of my hair for a few seconds, looking lustfully into my eyes, "but I really don't care."
Then our lips met again, our kiss became even more ravenous. I whimpered. He smiled again and started grinding against me. We were still clothed but it felt amazing. He was even harder than before. I could tell he was ready for more. I started unbuttoning my jeans and pulled the zipper down. Then he took over. Inching himself away from me he pulled my jeans off slowly and brought my underwear with them, and carelessly threw them across the room. He shook off his leather duster. I giggled softly with anticipation. He took off his skin-tight black thermal shirt with one hand. I stared in awe of his beauty. He really did put every other man to shame.
"See something you like?" He said quietly as he crawled back on top of me.
"You know I do." I answered with a whisper.
With his arms in a push-up-like position he lowered his lips to mine and we kissed. I moaned into him as I ran my hands from his pecs to his soft long hair, pulling it lightly. He brought one of his hands to the edge of my shirt and snaked it underneath. Slowly he made his way to one of my boobs. He grabbed it fiercely, I gasped, as he started massaging it as he kissed me. Eagerly he pulled my shirt over my head and undid my bra in a matter of seconds. He broke the kiss once more and got off the bed. He undid his belt, and unzipped his pants letting his boxers fall to the ground with them. I giggled softly. He was impressive. It bounced lightly against his body. He smiled.
He stepped out of his jeans and pulled me by my legs to the edge of the bed and hovered over me. Kissing me again, he steadily slid his hand down my abs and to my dripping entrance. His hand rested at the opening for what felt like minutes. Finally he put a single finger in and started fingering me vigorously. I moaned as I broke our kiss pushing my head back into the bed. Pleased with my reaction he giggled and kissed my body, making sure to lightly bite my nipples as he made his way down. He kissed my inner thigh gently, making his way to my vagina. Taking his finger out he kissed my pussy softly and slipped his tongue into the canal. I moaned instantly, grabbing his hair to ground myself. He moved his tongue around inside of me, making me moan more. Then he stopped abruptly. I opened my eyes to see why, only to see he was already looking at me.
"What?" I asked out of breath.
Seconds pass, "this." He sucked on my already hard clit, flicking it with his tongue.
"Oh fuck." I groaned, throwing my head back, as I gripped the quilt. My legs shook intensely with each lick. He inserted two fingers into me and started fingering me simultaneously. My toes curled and my body shook. I don't know how much more I can take. My thighs involuntarily squeezed together and my entire being trembled. I dug my nails into his forearm and grasped the quilt tightly, moaning loudly as I came.
"Oh fuck. Oh fuck," I said out of breath. He played with my clit for a few seconds and brought himself up from under me. He laughed quietly to himself. "You really are something," I smiled, catching my breath as I pulled him so he's looming over me.
"But you're so much more," he countered. I breathed deeply as I took in all his perfect features. He positioned himself so it was right at my entrance. I wrapped my arms and legs around him. "You ready?" He whispered, his lips almost touching mine. I nodded my head yes and bit my lip with anticipation. He thrusted into me deeply. I whimpered into his neck. He kissed the top of my head. "You ok?" He asked softly.
I pulled back and nod yes, staring into his deep brown eyes as I did. "Ok," he whispered as he brushed stray pieces of hair from my face. Smiling, he kissed me hungrily. He pulled out a few inches and thrusted himself back into me, both of us moaning as he did. He repeated this motion rhythmically.
I whimpered, biting my lip, "god I love you".
"I love you more Roza," grazing my lips with each euphoric word. He kissed me forcefully. I moaned with pleasure. He pulled away, and propped himself up with arm, he bit his lip as he moaned. He lovingly watched me bounce with every thrust and smiled proudly. Thrusting hard and fast into me, he leaned in. His breathing became heavy and quick, and was hot on my neck, "O Bozhe'' he groaned into me, his legs trembling vigorously. "Blyad'. Blyad'." "Der'mo" he grounded into my ear. I moaned softly as I felt him pulsing inside of me, releasing all of the cum he'd built up. I giggled as I kissed his hair. He laid on top of me for a few seconds, I felt our hearts beating together rapidly. He pulled away from me, breathing raggedly, "I'm so glad you're mine Roza''. He pulled out suddenly, making me gasp. He laughed a little as he walked away to, presumably, find a towel to clean up our mess. I rolled over and watched him.
"I can feel you staring at me, you know?" He glanced over at me smirking.
"It's not staring, it's admiring." I giggled happily while biting my lip. He groaned, walked over and threw a towel at me playfully. "Hey!" We both laughed. He helped me get cleaned up.
He laid down next to me on his back. I put my bent leg over his and rested my head on his bare chest. I looked up at him, our eyes meeting. He smiled, rubbing my arm lightly, and I smiled back. My body ached but it also felt complete. Blushing, I turned my head back down and brought my hand to his chest and made little circles on it delicately. We laid there in silence, enjoying each other's presence.
I know we both wanted to fall asleep after what we did; but we couldn't risk someone coming to look for us, if they found us like this we'd both have hell to pay. Dimitri especially. So, reluctantly, we got up and put our clothes back on.
I looked at my Russian god and bit my lip. Skipping over I pulled him down into a kiss. "Thank you."
"What for?" he laughed quietly.
"Everything" I smiled.
He put his hands on my waist and pulled me closer to him. "Anything for you Roza." He kissed me multiple times, both of us giggling between each one.
I couldn't believe what just happened. Each euphoric moment of losing my virginity played in my mind again and again. A big part of me hoped that we could do it again soon, but deep down I knew that was wishful thinking. What happened back in our cabin was probably just a happy little blip in our extremely complicated relationship. I smiled to myself, but it was an unremarkable and ineffable blip.
(Continue the book as normal, 1st paragraph on pg 352).
Translations:
O Bozhe: Oh god
Der'mo: Shit
Blyad': Fuck
