Hey guys! I'm back! I know it has been a while since I updated ANY of my stories, but I had a lot going on.. School, work, illness, etc. But now I'm officially done with all of that and I have nothing but time on my hands, so updates should be more frequent.. I'll try for at least two a week, if not more. Also, I did change my pen name. It'll probably change again, though I don't see it changing anytime soon.
WARNING: THERE IS A LEMON IN THIS CHAPTER! If you do not want to read it, you might as well skip the entire chapter. This story is rated M for a reason. I have NEVER written on before (so that review would be much appreciated to let me know how I did!).
My final request is that you all leave a review for me so I know what y'all (in case you didn't notice by dialogue, I am a southern US citizen...) think! Thanks for listening (more lik reading) all of my very inexcusable excuses. Now, I present you with Chapter 4 of Heart Of A Huntress! Enjoy darlings!
~DA2014
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Heart Of A Huntress
Chapter 4
Upon returning to the Academy, I saw many unhappy faces waiting for me at the gates. Lissa, Alberta, Eddie, Christian and... Kirova? She was never particularly happy when she saw me, didn't matter where it was, so I wondered why she was waiting with the others. I didn't get much of a chance to wonder before I had to get out of the Honda. As soon as my door opened, Lissa was running over and prying me from my seat.
"Don't you ever do that to me again or I will kick your ass myself!" She screamed at me as she clutched onto me. When she eased up a bit and pulled back, she smiled and laughed at me. "I still love you bitch." I could only raise my eyebrows and smile back at her.
It went down the line, everybody hugging me and giving me similar threats if I ever ran away again. I think Alberta's was the most threatening of all. She had told me that if I ever ran away like that again then she would personally see to it that I become CHRISTIAN'S guardian. I instantly told her I wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, just so she wouldn't make me his guardian. Everyone got a laugh from that one. Lastly was Kirova.
"Alrighty boss. What's the punishment?" I asked, looking at her with a bored expression. She simply looked at me before glancing at Dimitri, and saying "I'm sure Dimitri has something in mind." Her comment set me on edge, just a little bit. Did she know about us? Did Alberta? If they did, then Dimitri would be fired and most likely face a prison sentence. I just nodded my head, appearing as if I was shaking it off before muttering under my breath: "Extra laps. Great. Just great." Everyone got a good laugh out of it, so I just rolled with it.
I turned and walked back to the car to get my bags as everyone, all except Christian really and Dimitri of course, left. He kept glancing between Dimitri and I while he waited. When I had all my luggage, I started to walk in the direction of my dorm when Christian asked the question that made my heart stop.
"So... How long?" He said it nonchalantly, like it was no big deal!
I visibly gulped before looking at him. "How long what?"
"Don't play coy with me Rose. How long have you been with Belikov here?"
I glanced at Dimitri before quickly averting my gaze back to the ground in front of me. "I don't know what you're talking about. He's been my mentor since Liss and I got dragged back here, so it's been a few months."
"I'm not talking about a student/mentor relationship Rose. You know what I meant. How long have you and Belikov been sneaking around with each other? You do realize that if I turned you two in right now, he would face prison charges and damage his guardian reputation and you would be expelled, automatically taking you out of delegation to be Lissa's guardian. I won't because I know you both make each other happy, I've seen it, but if you get busted, the consequences won't be pretty. Liss won't be able to save you this time."
When he even suggested the possibility of turning us in, I stiffened. He wouldn't do that, he had even said so, but it was a very real possibility that Christian wasn't the only one who noticed. I recalled Kirova's earlier comment and the look she had shared with Alberta when she thought I wasn't looking. I ignored him the rest of the way and left him at the front door of my dorm. I didn't pay attention to the fact that Dimitri followed me inside until I was inside my room and he was closing the door and locking it. I looked at him incredulously (yes, Rose Hathaway has a very expansive vocabulary, I just choose not to use it.) before turning away. He walked over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist and started to kiss along the back of my neck, my shoulders, and my one weak spot... Behind my ears. I stopped unpacking and bent my head away, giving Dimitri more room to work with as my breathing became raspy. My eyelids fluttered closed before Christian's words floated into my mind again.
"Dimitri, stop. We'll get caught and it'll ruin everything." I said, but there was no force to my words. As long as he was kissing me, I might as well have been putty in his hands. Oh those hands. The way they skimmed over my body! Roaming from my shoulders, down my sides, before locking onto my hips and showing no signs of easing their grip. He suddenly turned me around so we now stood chest to heaving chest. I lifted my head so that my eyes gazed into his. I could tell that his was clouded by lust, and I'm sure mine were too. Dimitri abruptly swooped down and claimed my lips, effectively claiming me.
After many long heart beats of the searing kiss, he pulled away and glimpsed down at me. "Let them catch us. You're 18, our relationship is legal now by American and Moroi laws. I just want you." He gave me a quick peck before pulling away again. "Besides, I still have to punish you for running away." He whispered into my ear. I jerked back, gasping. Dimitri only held me closer, his arms tightening around my waist. Looking up into his eyes, I noticed the immediate lust, but if I looked closer, I could see all the love he held for me and the fear that incurred from believing he had lost me.
"I love you." I whispered to him before pulling him down into a kiss.
"As I love you, my Roza."
His hands had been rested on the curve of my hips, but they slowly began to rise up, under my shirt. Suddenly, my shirt was ripped over my head. The only thing I disapproved about it was that it broke our kiss. My hands crept up his chest before I pushed him towards the bed. When his knees hit the edge, I shoved him onto it and pried the shirt from his body. Our breathing was now heavy and heady now, but neither of us had had nearly enough. Before I knew it, Dimitri had removed our respective bottoms (mine being some very short denim shorts that had often driven him crazy and his being his jeans) and all that stood between us having the intimate skin to skin contact was out underwear. Dimitri had accumulated a noticeable tent in his boxers, not I minded. Everything about him was large and screamed for attention. We had only had sex one other time, in the cabin just before the attack that nearly took him from me, but Dimitri never failed to amaze me. He sat up, with me straddling him and his hands resting on my ass, and kissed me. Before I knew what was happening, he had flipped us over so I now rested on my back, underneath him.
"I do believe someone is due for a punishment." Dimitri's voice surrounded me as he hovered above me. I just stared up at him as my hands glided over his sculpted chest and amazing abdominals. One of his hands was ghosting up my right leg, (which had been propped up to where my knee rested against his left hip) starting at my knee before slithering along my thigh. As he neared my hip, I felt him clutch my white lace boy short underwear before I heard the sound of cloth ripping. I felt as my panties drifted from my body, baring my lower regions to him. When he had finished shredding my underwear, he rose to his knees as his hands continued their path north. Feeling them drift over my hips and up my sides was heavenly... Or that might have been Dimitri. When his hands reached my shoulders, he clutched me and pulled me up with so much force that it hurt, but in that pleasurable way. Our chests collided and my breath, or what was left in my lungs, was knocked away from me before his lips claimed me again. His hands traced their way down to my bra clasp where they lay flush against my back, his fingers tickling where the clasp rested against my back while his lips drifted down to the point where my shoulder and neck join. My eyes fell closed of their own accord and I released a breathy moan, announcing the pleasure that one small kiss brought me. Then, suddenly, Dimitri began to suck on my skin and gently nip at it.
Somewhere in the far regions of my mind, I knew he was leaving a hickey, marking me as his, but I didn't care. All that I worried about was how blissful it felt. I faintly noticed my bra ghosting down my arms before it was thrown somewhere in my room and Dimitri's hands hands moving around to the front of my body, where they commenced to latch onto my breasts. He squeezed and kneaded them. It was all quickly becoming too much for me and I bean to feel the tell tale signs of an approaching orgasm: the tightening in my stomach, my lower muscles clenching, my breathing becoming short pants and gasps.
Then, everything stopped. Dimitri removed himself from my bed completely, no longer touching me. He stood before me, completely naked. I don't even remember when his boxers were removed, but I was not going to complain. I grunted in protest and looked up at him. He wore a smirk and there was a dark humorous flash in his eyes. "This is a punishment, therefore, you don't to experience that orgasm just yet Roza." I crossed my arms over my chest and huffed, blowing the feathery bangs out of my eyes. Dimitri had yet to comment on my hair, though I doubt that was what he had in mind at the moment. A few short minutes later, when the building pressure had dissolved, Dimitri came back to me. He pushed me back on my bed, though not as forcefully as when he had pulled me up. His lips claimed my again and I lost all train of thought. Everything turned to Dimitri, to pleasure, to bliss, to ecstasy.
Before I knew what was happening, Dimitri's very large and erect penis penetrated me. It took me by surprise, so a very loud gasp escaped my lips without my consent. When Dimitri had buried himself as far as he could, he very very very slowly began to extract himself. He did this for some amount of time, ramming into me with sheer force before faintly pulling out and going again. It had been happening for so long that I began to feel the pressure of another orgasm build. Then he stopped. Again! My eyes flew open and a scowl began to morph the features of my face before Dimitri chuckled and leaned down to kiss me. As our lips connected, I saw a burning fire behind my eyes. It started as a small brush fire, but as the kiss went on, it changed into a raging inferno. As the moments passed, we had to pull apart for oxygen. I'm sure, given the chance, Dimitri and I could become the world's carbon dioxide supply seeing as we barely came up for air but somehow always managed to have air escaping our lips. When we finished kissing, Dimitri continued with his pattern of slamming into my pubic area before slowly and gently removing himself.
"If this is my punishment, I need to get in trouble more often." I panted out between thrusts. Dimitri chuckled before shocking me. He began slamming in and out of me with a brute force that I knew he possessed in a fight but never imagined he could use it when we made love. My hands clutched tightly to him and my nails dug into the skin of his back, leaving very deep scratch marks I'm sure. In no time, I was on the edge of an orgasm for the third time tonight, and I suddenly realized that he wasn't stopping! Dimitri kept thrusting, occasionally grunting or hissing between his teeth when my nails scratched him.
"Dimitri!" Before I could blink, I saw explosions behind my eyes and felt my muscles contracting, tightening around Dimitri's genitals. It was only a few seconds before I heard him gasp "Roza!" into my ear and I could feel his silky hot seed burst into my uterus. My clamped walls milked Dimitri's sperm and I quickly moved a hand to cup his testicles. Once in hand, I squeezed and massaged them, producing more of his precious semen particles. Dimitri's eyes had popped open and he now looked down at me, his mouth hanging open and panting as I gave myself more. He continued to thrust, though not as fast so we could ride out our orgasms. To me, it felt as if the more he moved against me, the more prolonged my orgasm became. Dimitri shifted his weight to his left elbow so his right hand could rise and claim purchase on my left breast while his head ducked down to claim the right. I had just finished my orgasm when another plowed through me. My thoughts were now hazy. My back arched off the bed, my blood raced through my veins and I could feel Dimitri leaving hickeys all over my chest and breasts.
Remembering our position, one of my hands remained on his back, leaving my own form of mark while the other climbed up into his hair. Once entangled, I fisted the soft strands in between my fingers and pulled his hair back so his head rose to look at me. When his face was lifted from my heaving chest, I pulled him towards me, so our lips locked in a passionate tango. His penis was still encompassed in my vaginal region and as we kissed, he began his slow thrusts again. There was still the ever present force, but it felt as if it were hiding away and recuperating, regenerating for the many rounds to come, and this felt so much softer. This felt as if he were giving me his love, presenting it on a platter.
Many moans, screams, pants and orgasms later, Dimitri and I both collapsed back against my back. At some point in our many hours of flaming passion, I had managed to roll us over so I looked down into his eyes. Now, we lay side by side, refilling our deprived oxygen levels. I felt a yawn rack through my body. Amazingly, Dimitri still had the energy to chuckle! He reached over, wrapping his arm around me and pulling me closer to his body. I looked over at the neon wall clock I receive what seems so long ago and noticed the time. Dimitri and I had completely missed dinner hours. It didn't seem like we had been here all that long, but I was to enthralled in the throws of passionate sex and love to notice. I rolled back around and buried my face in Dimitri's chest. He bent his head and pressed rapid kisses in my hair and forehead before telling me to rest. After all those hours of pure bliss, Lord knows I need it.
"Don't go." I whispered as my eyelids fell and sleep began to clutch my consciousness.
"Never. I'll be here when you rise in the morning my Roza."
With his final words, I lay my head on his chest and my hand over his heart, and slipped into a peaceful slumber with a smile settling on my lips.