Waking up with Roza in my arms was magical. She fit so perfectly against my body. Her heart beat in time with mine. She moved when I moved and breathed when I breathed.
I felt something shift as I made love to her, but I didn't know if she felt it too. It was like we joined souls, almost like we became the same being. I could feel everything she was feeling like I was feeling it myself.
I could sense she was just waking up, like myself, and she made adorable noises when she stretched. Her arms came above her head, and the blankets pulled away from her bust, leaving her voluptuous breasts on full display for my own personal perusing.
"Are you as hungry as I am?" She asked in a groggy voice collapsing back onto my chest.
I laughed, about to tell her no one could be as hungry as her when my stomach growled uncomfortably loud. Usually, it was her stomach to make the noise, but I could feel myself growing as hungry as she probably was.
"I'm going to take that as a yes." She laughed before rolling out of bed. She swayed at the sudden change of altitude, and I steadied her with a hand to her waist. "I got it. I stood up too fast."
"I could see that." I chuckled swinging my legs over the side of the bed. I pulled her back into my lap and kissed her neck, holding on tighter when she tried to remove herself from my grasp.
"Food now, sex later, Comrade." She moaned trying to continue her struggle. I sighed against her skin and released her. My eyes swept over her curves as she bent down to pick up a shirt that looked suspiciously similar to one that I had back at the academy.
"Is that my shirt?" I asked as she pulled it over her head.
"It was. It's mine now." She smirked brushing out her tangled hair with her fingers. "I took it after you were taken. It was a little piece of you to keep with me."
I felt the sadness growing inside her, and her eyes started clouding over with haunting memories. I quickly moved in front of her and tilted her chin up to look at me. Her eyes gained focused as the skin where my fingers touched glowed brightly. There weren't sparks this time, and the light wasn't yellow or purple, it was white.
"I'm right here, Roza," I whispered brushing the remaining hair out of her face, smoothing it down with my large hand. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm right here."
"Thank you, Dimitri." She said with a heartwarming smile. Her hands came up and took my hand away from her face but held it close to her. Where her fingers touched me, the same white light glowed on my skin.
"Food," I said a split second before her stomach growled. She laughed at the timing before dragging me out of the room by the hand she still had a grip on. She was extremely confused when I pulled her to a stop.
She looked back at me with a questioning look, and I responded by gesturing to my still naked body.
"Do you want me to put clothes on or not?" I asked with a smirk.
"Well, the only other female in the house is Sydney, and I'm pretty sure she only has eyes for Jasper right now, so it's really up to you." She said running her eyes over my body. Her eyes lingered on my manhood which caused it to twitch under her scrutiny.
"I'm going to at least put on some pants," I said breaking her out of her lust-filled gaze. I was comfortable with my body, but I really didn't want to strut around the house, made completely out of glass, while her father and, for all intense and purposes, uncle were living here, not to mention her adoptive brothers. I had a feeling I might lose a limb or something slightly more important.
"Fine." She sighed opening the door and checked the hallway before shooing me down to my room. I could feel her eyes watching my naked form as I crept down the hallway, and my suspicions were confirmed when I looked back at her upon reaching my doorway.
She gave me another shooing motion with her hand before folding her arms across her chest and leaning against the wall. I quickly located a pair of sweatpants that I knew sat high enough to be modest but hung low enough to tease Roza endlessly. I skipped the shirt.
I emerged from my room just as Roza's stomach gave another loud complaint. She pushed away from the wall without looking at me but motioned for me to follow her downstairs. My shirt hung loosely on her frame, but it still somehow made every curve stand out and her legs look endless.
Before her foot could land safely on the ground floor, I swept her into my arms. Her giggle spread throughout the open space causing heads to turn in amazement. I suppose they'd all heard Roza laugh, but they'd never heard her giggle. Something about Roza didn't scream giggles, but I knew how to coax one out of her.
I threw her over my shoulder, gripping the back of her knees to keep her from tumbling head-first to the floor. She beat softly on my back, mumbling a quiet protest but remained where she was.
"This is a pleasant view, Comrade." She laughed before slapping my ass. I returned the favor eliciting a yelp from her. I could smell some sort of food, and I assumed it was the completed bao. The moan from Roza also led me to that conclusion. "Put me down! I'm hungry!"
"Yes, I can feel that." I chuckled setting her on the stool at the breakfast bar. She immediately started to get up and head toward food, but I pushed her back while giving her a firm look, "Sit."
"Yes, sir." She sighed tapping her finger against the countertop impatiently.
I approached the white bread with a little more hesitancy than was strictly necessary and grabbed about a dozen to pile on a plate. I placed the plate in front of Roza, but before she could grab one, I lifted her and placed myself in her spot on the stool and her on my lap.
She spared the time to turn her head and give me a gentle kiss before snatching a bao and all but shoved it in her mouth. The satisfied moan she released traveled through her body and vibrated through me. She picked up the next one and held it for me to take a bite.
My teeth sank into the soft bread as my thumbs rubbed gentle circles on her hips. The bao was more dense than other breads, but it was far sweeter and fluffier than I was expecting. It wasn't the black bread I was used to, but it was just as good.
"That's good," I mumbled taking the rest in my mouth so she could grab another for herself. She was rocking side to side in my lap, munching happily while humming to some unknown tune, but her movement was sending my body into a frenzy.
I gripped her hips tightly to keep her from moving. She stopped in the middle of her chewing, halting her song in the process. Though I couldn't see her face completely, I saw her eyes flash in victory. I released a sigh and rested my forehead on the curve of her neck. After a moment's pause, she continued chewing and humming, but my hands kept her from moving.
"Why must you torment me?" I sighed pressing my lips to her neck. She tilted her head slightly, giving me better access to her flawless skin.
"Would you love me if I didn't?" She asked saucily.
"Probably not as much as I do currently," I stated kissing her cheek and reaching for another bao. I could feel eyes on me but when I turned all the Guardians were seemingly focused on whatever task they were engaged in. It was amusing to see a few of them 'reading' magazines while they were upside down.
"I think we're attracting an audience, Comrade," Roza said not looking in the direction of the Guardians.
"I think it's mostly you. You did say earlier that you're pretty much the only female in the house, and you looking as beautiful as you do now probably isn't helping the room full of males. I know it's not helping me." I said looking down at where she rested comfortably in my lap.
"I suppose you'll just have to stake your claim publicly, though I doubt anyone would be stupid enough to go after the boss's daughter." She said, amusement sparkling in her eyes.
"Did you just call me stupid?" I asked placing a hand on my chest in mock offense knowing that I was the stupid one going after the boss's daughter. To be fair, though, I didn't know she was his daughter when I first started going after her, nor was he my boss at the time.
"If the shoe fits…" She responded with a large smile.
"It probably doesn't. I'll have you know that I happen to have large feet." I responded indignantly while raising my nose slightly.
"A fact I am very much aware of." She mumbled before hopping off my lap. I felt her absence immediately and reached out to pull her back, but she moved further away from me.
"I think I'm going to go for a swim, Comrade." She said with a smirk sauntering out of the kitchen and toward the back door. It did not escape my attention that she didn't have a swimsuit on under the shirt she was wearing, and I'm absolutely certain that it didn't escape the other Guardians' attentions either.
I saw a few of them start to get up, most likely in an attempt to follow her, but after a murderous look from me and a harsh "Sit" from Pavel, none of them followed through with their intentions.
Pavel eyed me carefully before giving me a nod and a pleased expression. At least I had a blessing from one important figure in Roza's life.
"Don't make me regret this, Belikov." He said as he passed me heading to the stairs. His tone was light and friendly, but his message was clear, and I knew I wouldn't have to worry about Abe finding me if I hurt Roza; Pavel was the one to watch out for, but I wasn't going to hurt my Roza, not again.
When the cool lapping sensation of water washed over my feet, I quickly followed Roza. I felt my breath catch in the back of my throat as I saw Roza's naked form wading into the water. The sun was disappearing behind the horizon, but there was more than enough light for me to see by.
The last golden rays of the sun gave her a golden glow as her magnificent body disappeared beneath the gentle tide. I heard footsteps behind me and watched in amazement as the black tendrils of Darkness seeped out of Roza to cover her completely from intruding eyes.
I turned my narrow gaze to whoever was approaching but immediately softened the gaze as I saw Sydney. She didn't even look at me, just out to where Roza was diving into the deeper water, her veil of Darkness still protecting her modesty.
"She's truly spectacular, you know? When I first met her in Russia, I thought she was just like any other Dhampir I'd ever dealt with, but she had no idea about who we were so she had no prejudice. She was interested in learning more about us, but she never pushed me for more information than I was willing to give. She never once treated me as anything less than a human being." Sydney explained, her voice was soft and kind as she spoke fondly of Roza.
"I can't, however, say the same for myself. I thought you were all the same. All evil with no soul. The only distinction I could make was that Strigoi killed whoever they were feeding on while Moroi didn't. Dhampirs were nothing more than a cruel joke, definitely not something that God could ever create, but then I got to know her."
"She tends to have the ability to make us into completely different people." I smiled as Roza surfaced again. She brushed her hair out of her face and relaxed back into the water.
"She's a gift, Dimitri," Sydney said turning her eyes to me. "I received my first impression of you through her in Russia. She spoke so highly of you, but when I arrived last week, she was a completely different person. She flinched at the mere mention of your name. I don't think you're a bad guy, just a guy that made bad decisions. I can see how much you love her and how much she loves you, just don't screw it up. I'd hate to have to accidentally kill you."
With that, she left me stunned on the beach, my mouth agape as she strolled casually back to the house. I didn't even have the opportunity to tell her that I'd never hurt Roza again.
Before I had the chance to call out to Sydney, Roza's voice glided along the breeze and wrapped around me. She was beckoning me to join her, that the water felt just right, but she needed me to keep her warm.
All thoughts other than Roza left my mind as I floated down to the water's edge. I took a moment to rid myself of my pants before making my way out to Roza. The black tendrils that had kept her hidden from me moved away from her body and out toward me, pulling me closer to her while giving me full access to her body.
Unlike before, her Darkness came closer to me, I could see my skin lighting up as the tendrils danced delicately around my body. I felt myself reacting to her in a way I didn't expect, but I let my body take control.
We watched stunned as white tendrils that matched her black ones oozed out of me, tangling themselves with hers as they worked in tandem to pull us closer together. I suppose even our bodies knew we belong together.
"Excuse you, sir, but could you keep your tentacles to yourself?" Roza teased wrapping her arms around my neck. I could feel the feather-light caresses of her Darkness over my back as she hooked her legs around my hips.
"Excuse me? Excuse me!? It was your tentacles that elicited my tentacles in the first place. If anyone needs to learn how to control themselves, it would be you." I teased back, placing my hands under her thighs to keep her in place.
"Control? I've got myself under control. You've got some work to do, though." She laughed bringing her lips to my neck. I wasn't sure if she was referring to my Light and the tentacles or to my growing erection, either way, I wasn't sure I wanted to get myself under control.
I cloaked us in my Light to keep curious eyes off my Roza. She shivered as the Light wrapped smoothly around her back, bringing her even closer to me.
"Why is yours so much prettier than mine?" She mumbled against my neck. "I'm just stuck with this black mass. Mine's just scary. Yours could be scary too, but yours is more amazing than anything."
"Roza, I don't think you know exactly what you look like when the Darkness is billowing out of you. Yes, yours is black and scary, but it's so beautiful. That's what you are: beautiful. Trust me when I say that your Darkness is just as amazing as you are, more amazing than me and mine." I implored tilting her head back to look at me.
Her deep brown eyes were dancing with love as she stared up at me. Her lips sought mine as the cloak around us swirled in black and white. Her Darkness danced with my Light with the same liveliness that our tongues did.
She pulled back with a mischievous look on her face. I narrowed my eyes trying to determine her plan but was distracted when she unwrapped her legs from around my hips. She hooked a foot around the back of my left leg and pulled forward.
I fell to my knee in surprise, but when you're standing in chest-deep water, falling to your knee puts you under said water. I heard her melodic laughter before my head was fully submerged. I managed to suck in a breath as her hands pushed my shoulders further down.
My hands gripped her thighs and pulled her closer to me. She tried to get away from me, but my grip was strong and her body too perfect to let go. My lips were on her stomach in an instant. I felt her muscles contract as she laughed. While she was distracted, I lifted her easily out of the water and threw her back in.
I kept her wrapped in my Light which drew her back to me, though she was a little more irate than when I'd last had her in my arms. Before she could release her venom upon me, though, I captured her lips with mine silencing any remark with my tongue.
She made a slight sound of protest before sinking into the kiss. Her lips were salty from the water yet her tongue was sweet. She wove her fingers in my hair and deepened the kiss.
"Do you think you'd be up to learning swordplay?" She asked breathlessly pulling away from my lips.
"As long as I get to play with you," I said with a wink.
"I wouldn't have it any other way." She smiled wrapping her legs back around my hips. She wrapped a blanket of Darkness around us as I carried her back to the house. Christopher finally wore a somewhat pleased expression as we passed him on the way up the stairs.
I placed her in front of her door, gave her a quick kiss before moving down the hall to my room to get dressed. Without Roza's Darkness giving me covering, I used my own Light to cover myself. I heard a contented sigh from Roza that matched my inner happiness as I entered my room.
I decided to stick to our usual workout gear and quickly donned a pair of shorts over my boxers. I exited my room in time to see Roza pulling her long locks back into a ponytail. She'd adorned herself with shorts far shorter than mine, not that I had any objections, and a sports bra that somehow still made her chest seem much more pronounced.
She jumped on my back as I started down the stairs. Her thighs tightened on my hips as I placed my hands around the backs of her knees to keep her in place.
"Christopher, Jasper, Kyle! Dimitri and I are going to play with swords if you want to join us." Roza called out as we were passing through the living room.
"I bet you played with his sword…I'd definitely let you play with mine…" I heard a Guardian mumble. Before I knew what was happening, a tendril of Light shot out and picked the Guardian up. I'd unknowingly released my hold on Roza, and she was trying to calm me.
I stalked toward the Guardian with an amount of rage I hadn't felt since seeing that Zeklos kid on top of my Roza.
"Would you like to repeat that for everyone to hear?" I growled as the Light pinned the Guardian against a wall a few feet above the ground. He looked terrified as he tried to fight off the Light, but his hands when right through it.
"Dimitri." I heard Roza protest. I felt her place a hand on my chest and a calm spread through me so quickly I stumbled slightly. I looked down into the eyes of my Roza. I saw love and awe, not an ounce of hesitancy or fear.
Her Darkness wrapped itself around my Light and pulled it back to us. The Guardian fell to the ground with a loud thud, but I paid him no mind. Roza was all that mattered. Her smile brought me back to the present moment as Kyle was helping the Guardian off the ground.
The Guardian looked thankful for the help, but his look quickly turned to apprehension when he noticed me looking at him.
"What's your name?" I asked him, holding tightly to Roza.
"Shaw, sir. Clayton Shaw." He answered in a shaky voice.
"Well, Guardian Shaw. I suggest you keep your comments to yourself, lest you have to deal with myself or my boyfriend." Roza quipped pleasantly. She didn't allow me to say anything as she pulled me from the room by the hand, though I didn't miss the fear that flashed in his eyes at Roza's smile.
I knew that smile well. It did not bode well for anyone when she started using that smile.
"Boyfriend, huh?" I smirked as Roza pulled me down the stairs. I could hear Jasper and Christopher following us, but I assumed Kyle would stay back and have a chat with Guardian Shaw.
"Unless you prefer the term 'lover.'" She chuckled.
"Nah, I think I'll stick with boyfriend. So, does that make you my girlfriend?" I asked wanting to define what exactly we were.
"No. That makes me the goddess you worship." She said dramatically standing proudly with her hands on her hips.
"Don't we all?" Christopher commented causing my Light to come out once again. Before I could reach Christopher, however, Roza stopped me. Her Darkness forced me to change directions and focus on her.
"How am I supposed to fight if I keep getting distracted by you?" I grumbled pulling her toward me.
"Well, that's what we're here to practice."