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Before I could go investigate- which was exactly what I was planning on doing the moment I felt those creepy eyes on me- Dimitri kissed me again, making my legs turn into spaghetti noodles. He pulled back and held me at arm's length. I was pouting, but also curious as to why he pulled back on that sweet and warm kiss.
"I have something that belongs to you." He said. He reached in his blue jean pocket and pulled out that beautiful diamond ring. I got to look at it- really look at it. It had a round diamond in the middle, with two small rectangular diamonds, one on each side of the big round diamond. He slid it on my finger, and as he did that, I heard my gang go "oooh!" Along with some whistles, but mostly from Christian and Eddie. I can understand Eddie, but Christian? Okay, what did I miss? I was laughing as I heard the whistles though, regardless. I felt like that sixteen year old girl who was asked to the prom an got a rose from the guy that had asked her; yeah, definitely a teenage moment.
"Rose? Dimitri?" Lissa said a few minutes later, pulling me out of my own thoughts. I was just thinking about going outside to investigate the area– again.
"Yes Princess?" Dimitri said, his guardian mask sliding back into place. It was clear to me that a lot of respect that Dimitri had for Lissa was gone, due to the fact that she had almost succeeded at breaking us up.
Vasilisa frowned, noticing that she wasn't completely forgiven. Lissa was sometimes blind, but she wasn't tonight. "I was wondering if we can go into a private area before Dimitri's family arrives, I want to talk to you two in private."
I looked at Dimitri, waiting for him to make the call; after all, he is the one that needs to forgive her now. He nodded and we followed Princess Vasilisa upstairs and into one of the guest bedrooms. The bedroom was moderate size, with a queen bed, dresser, a small wooden table on the side of the bed, by the head. She shut the door and immediately turning to us, looking at both of us with apologetic eyes.
Through the bond, she realized just how horribly selfish she truly had been, and she felt tremendously bad about it.
"I want to apologize for my selfish acts. I didn't mean to draw you two apart. I wanted to keep you two together-"
"But only for yourself." Dimitri said in his mentor voice.
"In my own defense, I had thought that it would of brought you two together." Most people would scaffold at that, and Dimitri did. But I didn't. I could see-and feel- that she had honestly thought that.
"Возлюбленный (Beloved- sounds like: voz-ub-lem-en-a)," Dimitri looked at me with heart filled eyes, and my face went gentle as I continued in Russian. "She is telling the truth."
He looked back at her and she spoke. "Dimitri, I'm so sorry. Tarring you two apart was never my intensions. I did want you two to be together, but I also wanted both of you two stay with me and protect me."
You think that backfired on you Lis? I thought in distain.
"You should have told us," I said sternly. "And no matter what happened with Dimitri and I, you were my first priority."
She nodded. "I realized that I was, but I wasn't sure at the time. I mean, you left for him once, who would say that you wouldn't do it again- except you will be leaving because of him."
"I didn't leave for Russia again because of him, Lissa. I left for Russia because I needed to- it was my calling."
Through the bond, I felt that she was frustrated. She knew why I left, but she didn't believe me. She honestly thought it was because of Dimitri when in fact he was the reason I almost stayed. She felt ashamed that she was so selfish, and I felt the determination in her to change. She didn't like being selfish or being called selfish, so she was going to do something about it- change.
"Okay." She said, finally admitting to herself. "I do have a question for the both of you." She looked at Dimitri mostly. "Now that you are both in a relationship and are guardians, how is this going to affect you both? Not to sound selfish or anything, but Dimitri is my sanctioned guardian." She looked at Dimitri with business look. "Are you going to withdraw from being my guardian and join the Cobras?" She had a smile playing at her lips when she said the name; she thought it was a cool name too.
"From what I have learned about the Cobras, is that they are here to protect the people, and I will protect you when you need it, but I am part of the Cobras now. I am with Rose."
She nodded in understanding. "Then I will see if there is another guardian that can start guarding me."
In unison, Dimitri and I both nodded in agreement, and then he spoke. "It is what's best. We can't both protect you and if we both did we could all end up dead."
She looked down at her feet. "Yeah, Rose mentioned that." In the bond, I could tell she was thinking of that day when strigoi attacked the Academy and when she first found out Dimitri and I were in love.
In a way, I felt like I had failed her, or at least lied to her because in a way I had made her a promise that I would be her guardian when I graduated. Now, I realized that it isn't just about her anymore.
"Dimitri and I have to leave. I need to see Gideon- I mean Guardian Kingston."
She looked at me in disappointment. "Oh, well, how about you stay for dinner? I make one mean lasagna!
"Really Rose, you should stay." Lev said, coming in. I was stunned that he was stating his opinion on what I should do. Lev is normally quiet and doesn't have a problem with what I do or have planned. He came in with a friendly smile. He spoke in Russian, but apparently Lissa knew he was on her side- she understood what he was saying. Damn.
I looked up to Dimitri and he smiled in encouragement. Did he want me to stay? Or does he not care what we do? "What do you want to do, Comrade?"
He leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Whatever you want, Возлюбленный (beloved)." He only said beloved in Russian.
I sighed and leaned into Dimitri's chest. What would a few hours hurt? I looked at Lissa with a smile. "Alright, get cooking."
She gave me a grateful expression, her green eyes sparkling in the light, and then all but ran into her expensive and up to date kitchen. I turned around and Lev was smiling at me.
"You and Dimitri need to celebrate tonight."
Celebrate my ass! War is on our doorstep and you are telling me to celebrate? I don't think so!
He sighed, knowing exactly what I was thinking. "Rose, you have been all tight up since we got here. You are obviously worried, and I would think something was wrong with you if you weren't worried, but this is a time to be happy. You are marrying the person you love. To you, that may not mean anything, but it is a miracle from where I am standing." I knew what he was talking about when he said it is a miracle; hardly any dhampires truly find happiness, but when they do they cower from it and run, rejecting in the process and losing a great and prosperous life that they could have had.
The thing was, he is right and I want to celebrate, but this feeling in the bid of my stomach that said someone is watching me wasn't just getting worse, it was freaking me out even more and I was on the path to shouting out and going crazy. I needed to find who the hell is watching me, and what they want.
That is just going to have to wait, my conscious voice said. You promised Lissa you would stay. You promised Lev and Dimitri as well. Don't let them down. Enjoy it. Enjoy being in love with Dimitri. You never know if it is the last time you will see him… With that resolve, I sucked up that feeling and went to be with the people that I love the most. Who knows, maybe my conscious is right?
Then that dread came over me as that thought settled into my mind. Who will I lose in this battle? I instantly became sick, and I wanted to vomit at the thought. I couldn't lose anyone. No-one! I would die first; die in their place! I would jump in front of a grenade for one of them; jump in front of a strigoi. My family comes first. They always have, and always will. I will make sure of that. Nothing is going to happen to them. Besides, I thought reassuring myself; they are just as badass as you, Rose. You trained them, and they are experienced enough to make their own moves.
Dimitri's voice brought me back to reality, though I didn't look at him, let alone process what he said to me. I looked around and saw that we were alone. Where did Lev go? I shook my head. Probably went to help Lissa. He is the cook of the family. I smiled to myself as I remembered him making me a huge, homemade pizza for my nineteenth birthday. He did it all by himself, and it was the best pizza I had ever tasted. However, when I reached the birthday cake, I about died it was so good. I took Tamara and Zena's share of cake. They all laughed, calling me a pig. My excuse "I'm the birthday girl!" Lev rolled his eyes, but I could tell that he was touched that I loved his cooking that much. Hell, if I had it my way, I would be marrying him!
Ha-ha, not really, just his cooking hands. They make the best phelemi. Speaking of phelemi, I need him to make them for those two…
Dimitri's index finger slid down from my earlobe and across my cheekbone. "Roza, not tonight. Lev is right. We need to celebrate." His hands found my waist and wrapped his arms around me. "And I know just how to spend it."
Just like that, he had my full attention and all my worries about the creepy stalker feeling I had, vanished and was replaced my love and desire. I hope he was talking about what I am thinking. I placed my hands on his chest and slid them down.
"Are we on the same page?" My voice was seductive, but I needed to make sure that he was in 'the mood', and not in the 'relax and celebrate' mood; two every different kinds of celebrating, one very much thrilling and steamy.
"I'm on page number three, you?" He said in his native tongue, in a semi neutral tone, but mostly seductive.
Oh! Two can play at this game. My hands reached the top of his jeans, and my hands decided to go back up his chest and in Russian, I said; "You are a slow reader, Guardian Belikov! I'm on page ninety-two. Looks like you won't be reading any action for a while." I smiled wickedly.
He growled, knowing exactly what I meant.
Someone cleared their throat. "I have no idea what you guys are saying, for which I am grateful, but, can you two not 'celebrate' in my kitchen- I mean house!"
Our heads slowly turned towards the door. There, I met crystal blue eyes, which are beautiful and yet teasing. I slightly glared at him in humor.
Christen.
"Why?" I asked in my old sarcastic tone. "You can have front row seats!" I said in my own excitement at what Dimitri and I could do… It would be an exciting and steamy show.
He made a gagging noise. "I'm will be ditching the show before it even starts."
I laughed. "What is it you need, Chris?"
He shook his head. "Eddie wants you to start teaching him more defensive maneuvers. I do too." He quickly added, shrugging his shoulders in the process.
I smiled. "Is that a complement?" I asked Christian.
He rolled his eyes. "Eddie always complements you. Don't act so surprised."
Way to twist your words, Chris. I thought. Dimitri and I stepped out of each other's embrace and walked into the living room with Christian behind us. I quickly observed that the couches and the coffee table had been moved to the far side of the room. Tamara showed Eddie and Mia review on what I demonstrated in my training. Mia was frustrated yet awed, but Eddie looked determined and grateful.
"Mia, you can do it."I encouraged her. "Here…" I said, coming up to her. She looked at me with relief in her eyes. She knew I could help her. I bet the reason she was frustrated was because she couldn't really understand what Tamara was saying. It is a miracle that Eddie can, but then again, he speaks guardian training, or body language- was we use to call it.
"But what if they come at my weak side," she asked, "since my strong side is already out of use."
I smiled brilliantly and slightly devilishly. "Then use your greatest weapon."
I have seen Mia smile before, but never have I seen her smile so proudly. Her blue eyes sparkled. "Really! You want me to try it right now?"
I looked around the room. "How about we take it outside." I'm sure Lissa wouldn't be too thrilled to find her living room all soaked with water. She nodded and we headed outside. And by we, I mean everyone. They were listening to what I was saying to Mia (apparently Denis or Lev was translating to everyone else), and was immediately engaged in our conversation. Apparently Mia was going to show me how well she has gotten today, because there were several five gallon buckets scattered along the yard and sidewalk. I smiled inside. I was glad she was taking this so seriously. If only other moroi would too, then we would be unstoppable and strigoi might be whipped clean from the earth.
"Come at me Rose." Mia said confidently.
I had every attention of coming after her, but should I be as fast as a strigoi? "I'm going to start off slowly, okay? I want you to work your way up to being as quick as you can. With us short guardians, it is all about speed. I am willing to bet that it is the same principle with the moroi and their magic. You have to be quick to use it. Therefore, we are starting off slow. I want you to build up."
She nodded in agreement. "I'm going to-"
I shook my head and interrupted her. "Never tell your enemy what you are going to do. Go for the element of surprise." That has always been my greatest weapon, besides a stake, in fights with strigoi.
"But-"
"No buts Mia. Out in the field it is either life or death."
"Rose, this is just practice. You need to brace yourself. I have gotten ten times stronger in my magic. I can hurt you now."
I almost scuffled at that, but I didn't, in fear of hurting her feelings. What softy I have become, right? "Fine Mia, but if you switch techniques, do not tell me. Let me find out, and don't down play."
"What do you mean by down play?"
"Do not go soft on me."
She laughed. "I'm not worried about hurting you."
I wasn't sure if it was because she thought I was indestructible, or if she is being that cocky. One way or the other, though, I am about to find out. I lunged at her, and she quickly went to throw a punch at me. I grabbed her fist, brought her arm back behind her back and pinned her on her stomach, while I straddled her lower back.
And that was going easy on her. Again, dread washed over me and my throat tightened. I don't want to lose Mia either. "Mia, where is your-"
Something hard like stone hit me on my whole right side, throwing me off of Mia; the right side of my face felt like someone hit me with a paddle, while the rest of my right side felt like someone just ninja kicked me. Mia got up as soon as she felt my grip loosen. She kicked my arm away, and then kneed me in the stomach. It hurt- but I never been so happy to feel pain in my life! She has greatly improved, and I wanted to shout for joy.
I sucked in the pain as Mia backed off and allowed me to take a rest. She was getting ready for another encounter, I realized. That is a bad mistake. She allowing me time to think about my next move and recover from her impact. A strigoi would be on her in mere seconds after that impact.
"Mia, no." I said gruffly (because of the pain) and expertly. "You never wait for your opponent to come at you." I said as I straightened up, the pain gone. She is still a moroi, and it was nothing compared to what I am use to. "Never give your enemy time to recover. He will be pissed off and that will give him power that you don't want him to have."
"So in other words, stay on him until he is dead?"
I nodded. "Let's start over, and do not lose concentration until I say 'enough'."
Both of us didn't really move from our spots, waiting the other out. Me being the experienced one, and knowing exactly what a strigoi would do, my "impatience" got the better of me, and finally, after I saw her weak sides'- her left side- guard go down unconsciously, I made my move. I sprinted to her, and I was there before she could even blink. I grabbed her by the throat and-
Something hit the back of my head and knees. I was down on the ground and cried out in pain. I wanted to tell Mia that I was proud of her, but at the rate she flung the water, made the water feel like a whip, taking my breath away. I took two deep breaths and shot back up on my legs, knowing she didn't expect that. I lunged at her, with more strength and speed.
She saw me coming, and went to kick me. I grabbed her foot and slammed her on the ground, hearing her breath getting knocked out of her. I made no hesitation and leaned down to her neck, and blew on her neck.
"Enough." I said, and I couldn't stop the wobbling tone in my voice. I got up and offered a hand to her, which she took with a grim face. She thought she did bad; before I could speak she spoke.
"Rose, are you okay? I know I went pretty hard on you-"
I cut her off again and forced a smile on my face. "No. You did well, great even." I reassured her. So fast, a couple ideas hit me in the head. "I have a few ideas for you."
She lifted up an eyebrow. "Go on."
"Don't do it to me, because it will cause me permanent damage, but with that speed in which you hit me, do the same, but go for the eyes. Dull his senses. People, especially strigoi, rely on their sight of vision . If you take away that-"
"Then they are helpless!" She smiled.
"Not helpless, but extremely vulnerable."
She laughed. "You are genious."
I shook my head. "My next idea is better," she rolled her eyes. "First, a question for you; do you carry water with you at all?"
She shook her head.
"Invest in a water bra,"
She looked at me shocked and I laughed. "Rose, are you saying I have small boobs?"
I laughed harder, but settled down quickly, yet I couldn't stop the laughing completely. "Not at all, I was just joking about the water bra, but what I am not joking about, is get a water necklace. Therefore, you will always be carrying a weapon."
She frowned. "It's a fabulous idea, but where do I get one?"
I put my hand up to my chin, placing my chin in-between the space of my thumb and index finger, and thought. "I know just the person." I smiled. I haven't seen her in over a year. It's about time I pay her a visit, anyway.
"Rose, show me a few more moves." Eddie butted in. He sounded like a five year old, wanting more candy. I held in a few chuckles.
"Alright." I quickly agreed, watching as he advanced on me. I wasn't sure what he was doing, but I knew he wasn't going to attack me, due to the fact that his body was at ease. He came up to me and walked behind me. I didn't move. He put me in a headlock, and I didn't struggle. My hands went up to his forearms, but I cease to do anything.
"What would I do if the monster had me in this position?"
Honestly, I wouldn't really know until I was in that position. Personally, I haven't been in that position, because I never allowed myself to get caught up in that position. "Use your imagination, Ed." I smiled, though I knew he couldn't see it.
"Wha– I then turned my head near his, and kissed him. He was shocked, and I used that moment, and elbowed him in the stomach, turn and get out of his grip. I grabbed his upper arm once I was turned and flipped him over in mid air, and he landed on his back. He looked up at the sky and me in total surprise with a lopsided smile, which reminded me of Mason.
"I like it!" He pumped his fist in the air. I was puzzled. Kissing a strigoi is something to like?
"Um Ed?" I asked as I offered my hand.
He took it and looked at me questioningly. His brown eyes smothered.
I wanted to ask him when was the last time he got laid, but decided against it and asked the more lucid question. "Kissing a stranger, let alone a strigoi, would gross me out– practically make me sick."
He playfully glared at me, which completely shocked me. "Element of surprise, Rose." He winked at me. "I sure as hell didn't see that coming, which means they won't either."
Dimitri and the Cobra's laughed. Apparently someone was still translating.
"Dinner is done!" Christian shouted from the front door. Everyone looked at him, and I saw that Lissa was beside him, her arm around his waist, his around hers'. It was Ann of Green gables all over again. It was a perfect picture for them.
I inclined my head towards the house, indicating we go in. I looked at Mia. "How about we eat first, then we will go and get you a couple of those necklaces?"
She nodded and high fived me. "Agreed," she said as we slapped hands. We all went inside, Denis walked beside me on our way to the door.
"That was exciting to see what Mia can do." He said in Russian, then he looked at me speculatively. "Do you think she was giving it all she had?"
I shrugged. "Only one way to find out." I picked up my pace for a second, because Mia was right in front of me. "Mia," I said in a whisper.
She turned her head, but kept walking. She smiled at me, wanting to be in on the secret. "Yeah?" She whispered too.
"Were you going easy on me?" I asked, slightly narrowing my eyes in mock glare.
Her smile widened. "Only a little; like I said, my powers have grown stronger, but I know I can be stronger than I am now."
"That is not what I asked." I said, knowing she was avoiding the question.
She shrugged. "It wasn't all I had, I was trying hard."
I nodded and winked at her. "You did great. I can't wait to see you when you have more tricks up your sleeve. Hell, you probably have more than I think you do."
She smiled sheepishly. "I know only a couple more, but I want to find out more." She said in determination.
"You will." I said looking forward and walking through the door. I cast a knowing glance at Denis and he slightly nodded, telling me he heard.
We walked into the dining room, and I was shocked to see that the table had doubled in size, allowing everyone to sit together at the one table. Of course, it was going to be a tight squeeze, but we would manage.
Plates, glass cups and silverware were already set on the table. In the middle of the table were three large rectangular, deliciously looking lasagna's. I sat in the middle, while Dimitri, followed by Denis, Tamara, Gabe, Lev, Zena, and Larissa sat on my left. On my right is Lissa, Christian, Eddie and Mia. Eddie kept stealing glances at Mia. I suppressed the urge to call him out on it. He just needs to ask her already. Damn. MEN, I swear.
Tamara cleared her throat and looked at me. "Rose, when are we going home? After the war? Or have you and Dimitri decided to get married here or in Russia?" Her voice didn't imply that she was eager to get home. It was a simple, curious question.
One of which, I was unsure of. I looked around at my family. "I," I looked at Dimitri, not in panic, but in realization, "we haven't talked much about where the wedding will be, but as for going back home, I am willing to go back whenever you are."
The girls in the gang looked at each other with excited smiles. For me, I bet those smiles were evil and calculating. And I knew why. They proved it too when they spoke.
"Then we are going to plan your wedding." Zena said, crossing her arms with the biggest smile I have ever seen on her face. Larisa had the same smile on her, except her elbows were on the table, and her hands, which one was a fist and the other covering it, is where she placed her chin. Her lips curved into an excited smile.
I looked at Lissa and her jaw dropped in horror. I wanted to laugh, but I kept it in and swallowed it. "Well," I said in Lissa's defense, "my bridesmaids," I also turned my head to look at Mia, and winked at her; as soon as Dimitri translated what I said, her smile lit up like the fourth of July, "are there to help and assist the maid of honor." I looked at Lissa, making it clear that she is my maid of honor.
I looked back at Tammy, hopping that I didn't offend her. Her smile didn't waver, and she looked more relieved. I believed she expected me to pick Lissa, but was hoping that we made up. Larisa quickly looked at Dimitri and I knew this was going to come out blunt, because she is now in business mode.
"And who is your best man?" She demanded. Dimitri looked at me, looking for help. I lightly placed my hand on his strong shoulder and spoke up for him.
"We are working on that."
She looked appalled. "You mean to say that he doesn't–"
I cut her off. "Let's eat." I smiled, changing the subject. The men, besides Dimitri, looked at me gratefully. Apparently they didn't want to hear anything dealing with weddings. I didn't blame them. I don't want to deal with it myself. Dimitri, though, didn't want to get out of it. He looked like he wanted to be a part of it, but doesn't want Larisa to be bossing him around.
We dug in. Christian ended up cutting the lasagna into squares. He muttered something about his 'work of art' being destroyed by rambunctious baboons. Lissa elbowed him, but smiled. I just rolled my eyes. He ended up being the server too, because he was passed plate after plate. I kind of liked it.
"Lissa, looks like Christian is your bitch." I said in Russian. My gang laughed, and so did Lissa. Christian looked at me and gave me a wicked smile.
"Jealous Hathaway?" He asked in Russian.
I put my hand up to my heart and waved my hand over Dimitri. "Do I have anything to be jealous of?" I said in Russian. He gave me a confused look after my gang broke out into laughter. I quickly said it in English.
He sighed, tired of going over this all the time and looked started eating again. I went to the pan again to get my third slice. My gang was already on their fourth. Our eating habits were much the same, but the girls watched what they ate– I, like the guys, don't.
My mouth was open, my fork and food coming towards my mouth and then–
My phone went off. Everyone looked at me and I didn't make a move, except looking to my right and left to make sure that it was my phone that had went off. When everyone lightly laughed, I decided that it was my phone.
With a sigh, I set my fork down and looked at the ID.
Restricted.
With a suspicious look I opened the phone. "Hathaway." I said.
"They are in place." Gideon's voice said through the phone. "You're 'treats,'" treats is code word for grenades, "should be at your door in an hour."
In a sweet, innocent school girl voice, I asked "did you give my fellow guardians some?"
He laughed, trying not to sound so uptight. "Of course, Rose." Say what? Did he just call me by my first name? "They all told me to tell you thank you, and that they are awesome."
"How many did you give to each guardian." I said in a warning tone. To the guardians that would be listening in on us, would be hearing that I told him how many he should be giving to each person.
"Three." He said like it was the most stupid question in the world.
"So there was enough?" I asked curiously.
"Yes."
"My friend, you are a miracle worker." And I wasn't playing the innocent part, I really meant it. I was pissed that I couldn't help sneak them in, but I think they were more worried about me being in prison when the war breaks out, so they got other people to do it.
"One more thing; while I was out giving your treats to the guardians, the Queen came up to me and told me to inform you that you are to be at the gym to do another training session at seven in the morning."
"Okay. Thank you, Guardian Kingston."
"By Rose." He hung up before I could say anything. Huh. Uptight asshole, still. Mmm, I wonder what is up his ass. Or, I thought, maybe it is his nerves. He can be caught for this.
And you will run to the rescue. I voice inside me said. Well, more like defend to the rescue, since I would have to go up to a judge. I sighed and hit the end button.
Everyone looked at me expectantly. "The bombs are officially set in place." I said in both Russian and English. Abe told me that he would have Gideon call me when he was done with the C4 and the grenades were all given out.
Dimitri looked at me in surprise. "That was extremely fast." He said in English.
"Yeah." I agreed. "But I am to do another training session."
"Awesome." Eddie said coolly, with an excited smile.
"Moroi are fast." Mia chimed in. "Some of us moroi use our magic daily, so when we want something done fast, it is fast."
Lissa looked around and saw that everyone, besides me, was done. She got up and started taking plates. Knowing what she was doing, I swallowed and took the biggest bite of my life and shoved it in my mouth, tried and chewed then swallowed. It went down hard, so I grabbed the table, not liking the uncomfortable feeling that went all the way down my throat.
Lissa looked at me with wide eyes. "Rose, you could have taken your time."
I shrugged. "I wanted to help you." I got up and looked at her. "You get the plates, I will get the silverware." She nodded.
I gathered all the silverware, while Gabe and Lev gathered all the cups. I smiled when they just took charge and started helping. I love them, I thought and my heart started to swell.
We walked into the kitchen and started putting everything into the dishwasher, efficiently for Lissa. When I was done, Dimitri came to me and asked if I was ready to go. I said yes and said good-bye to Lissa and my gang. Lissa was a little sad that I was leaving, but knew why.
"We are going to stay here, Rose." Denis said in business mode after I told him that I am to be giving a training session tomorrow and that they are expected to be there as well. "With war so close, I want to make sure that the princess is safe from harm. The others want to stay here too. Tammy wants to stay as well. It's going to be a little cramped, but if someone doesn't like it they know where the hotel room is."
I nodded. "But please make sure no one goes off alone. I," I wanted to tell them about my stalker feeling, but decided against it. They don't need to worry. I can handle it on my own. Without a pause, I continued what I was saying. "I am going to spend the night with my boyfriend–"
"Fiancé" Dimitri corrected me, squeezing my hand and looking at me with a stern, but loving, face.
"My bad, I meant fiancé." He nodded and let go of my hand to shake Denis's.
"Good night, Denis."
Denis smiled at Dimitri. "Good night Brother."
My heart just turned into a pile of goo. I was pretty sure my face gave away my feelings because Denis winked at me and turned around. Dimitri put his arm around my waist and led me forward. On the way home, his fingers would rub little circles on my palm; he would lean over and kiss me on the lips, the neck, or nibble on my earlobe, telling me what he wanted. When we were closer to the hotel, he stood behind me and placed both of his hands on my hips, his fingers dug into my skin as they slid them downwards. I let out a soft moan, because I was suddenly turned on. I could not wait to get in my room, so I did the only thing I could do.
I bolted for my hotel room with Dimitri on my heels.
(LEMON!)
Dimitri pushed me up against the door of my hotel room as soon as we were inside. He wasted no time and got rid of his shirts. I watched as he took it off. It was quick, but it was hot watching his muscles flex; it made me want him all the more. He started kissing from my shoulder to the crook of my neck, my cheekbone and cheek, my jaw and finally my lips. He was being sweet, but also animalistic about it; which was even hotter.
I moaned as he claimed my mouth, sliding his tongue over mine and gently sucking on my bottom lip. God, he was such a fantastic kisser.
His hands went down to my hips, his fingers digging into my skin as they slid down. My body leaned into his touch, and towards his body. He forced me to turn around and take a few steps backwards to the bed. My thighs hit the bed, but Dimitri was the one that pushed me down. As soon as I hit the bed, I leaned up, extending one arm to make him come to me. He came to me instantly, and his lips met mine with aggression; one of his knees in between my legs, the other on the outside, touching my thigh. With his chest, he pushed me down on the bed, while my hands unbuttoned his pants, and slid them down with his boxers.
"Roza." He whispered in my ear, his teeth nibbling my earlobe. My index went slowly slid down his spin. My reward was him flexing his shoulder blades and muscles and giving me kisses on the side of my neck- hungry and fast.
He didn't lift his head up, but suddenly his hands were on my thighs and pushing the dress up, and he wasn't being slow about it. I just got my arms up as the dress came up to my armpits. As soon as the dress was disregarded, his lips immediately crushed mine. His tongue implied that he was the king, and quickly won dominance. I moaned in response. His lips kissed my chin, the front of my throat, the middle of my chest, and went to one of boobs, sucking and licking. With no control of my body, it arched up towards his mouth, causing his hand to come up to my other breast and rub circles over the nipple.
I let out a strangled scream of pleasure. If people think he's not a god on the battle field, then he most certainly is a god in bed!
I reached down to his 'manly part,' then started messaging him, and pumping. His mouth and finger ceased for a second, then I heard and felt a loud moan from him. Without giving him a warning, I flipped him over on the bed, using my weight and legs. I was now on top of him, and I wasted no time giving him pleasure. My lips and tongue started at the center of his chest, between his breasts, and at a medium pace, I went down his very toned abs and stomach, down to his very hard, very erected, manly part and started kissing and rubbing him. This earned me an even louder moan, giving me the hint to kiss and rub down farther. When I reached the tip- and believe me it took a while to get there, because he is very long (the beauty of screwing a Russian sex god)- his hips buckled and gave me an even louder groan. I licked his tip like it was a Popsicle, then used my hands and pumped him.
His moan, which was louder than the last time, making it sound more of a strangled cry, made me even more wet than I already was.
He apparently couldn't take it anymore, because the next thing I knew he was talking to me. "Roza, give me your lips." He said harassed.
I quickly complied, bringing him my lips. However, I took my sweet time granting him entry. My tongue traced his bottom lip, then brought my teeth and upper lip to it and started sucking. He groaned again, then flipped me over on the bed, tracing my thong outline. I looked up at him and he gave me a wicked smirk, saying to me kinky. I quickly gave him entrance and again, our tongues danced a familiar dance.
His middle and index fingers traced the outline of my thong, until it reached my lips– he started racing them, gently sliding back and forth on both of them, giving me chills of pleasure in the process. I moaned. He brought his head down to the inner of my thigh and started kissing up until he reached my clit. His tongue started tracing my lips, went up to my top skin and placed a gentle kiss, then went back down to my lips and down to my center; there, he hovered, for a split second then his tongue darted inside, mimicking sex. He moaned, as if he was enjoying the taste, and made a lapping sound, which it drove me crazy, somehow, making me feel twice as wet and wanting him twice as much!
It was there, that I hit my orgasm– and it was one big wave of pleasure. Last time was great, but this time is amazing.
"Dimitri." I screamed his name, my hands clutching the bed's sheets. His lips and tongue removed themselves from my clit and decided to kiss the other inner thigh, then brought it up to my half neglected breast and started sucking and tugging on my nipple.
I sucked in a breath moments later after his third tugging and I wrapped my fingers in his hair, bringing his head to me and smashed my lips with his. God, this man drives me insane! It's a wonder I'm not delirious yet. He moaned out and flipped me into a new position. One we never tried before.
I was on my back, and he was hovering over me, he lifted my legs and put them on his shoulder, then leaned forward until his lips grazed mine.
"Ready?" he asked seductively.
I looked at him through my desire filled eyes. "Claim me." I said, which is what he was wanting to do all day since I told him yes.
He watched my face as he thrusted inside me, not being gentle at all. And I didn't want him to be gentle this time. I needed him to devour me. Claim me. He went in deep as always, but with his fast rhythm, it made it feel even deeper. He went in deep, hard and very fast. The fastest we have went yet.
My body skipped the moaning and went straight to screaming. I screamed his name as I hit my orgasm, then quickly matched his fast thrusts. I squeezed my inner muscles to give him more pleasure. I stretched my neck out and grazed my teeth over his neck, earning a loud moan. I quickened my thrusts and after a couple thrusts, I was very aware that he was screaming mine as well, finally hitting his orgasm.
He rolled over to his side, bringing me to his chest. I listened to his fast heart rate and breathing for a minute. I knew right then and there, I will never get tired of hearing it. I craved hearing it; not because of the sex, but because it is a part of him. Because it meant that he is alive.
I brought my lips to his hardened nipple, placing it between my two lips and kissed it. I then placed it between my top and bottle teeth, gently nibbling it, and finally, sucked it. He moaned and brought his hands up to cup my ass. His hands squeezed them, and shifted me to sit on top of him. I brought my hands over his erection and slid him inside me again.
Looks like we were going for round two. This time, I sat on him half the time, but he turned me over and hovered over me the other half. I was getting the impression that he preferred to be on top. When we were finished again, I brought him to my chest as we slowed down our breathing.
A few minutes later he propped himself up on his arms, and twisted his torso to look at me, because his lower body was straight. He leaned down and kissed my lips, then kissed my neck, then he lifted up my right hand and kissed the ring, then the front part of my hand. I watched him as he kissed me, and when he was done kissing my hand, I ran those fingers through his hair, and down his cheekbone and across his lips, circled his chin and ran across that cheekbone again, but stopped when whole hand was on his cheek.
He kissed my palm. "I love you so much, it hurts." He said gazing into my eyes with nothing but pure love. Love that melted my heart into his capable hands; love that shinned brighter than the sun itself; love that I would die for and go to the ends of the earth for.
I smiled. "You know what's funny?" I didn't give him time to answer. "I feel exactly the same way." He kissed me again, then laid his head down on my chest. His hand drew figures on my stomach and it felt good.
"I fell in love with you the moment met you." He said suddenly. I wasn't sure why he said this, but it made me smile beyond words. In the back of my mind I had always wondered when he fell in love with me.
"I found out I was in love with you…" I gave him a cheapish smile, "don't laugh, but I found out I was in love with you in when I was in the infirmary."
He laughed anyway and kissed my forehead and asked the most ridiculous question. "Which time."
I laughed too. "The first time since my return; the day Victor broke my ankle."
He frowned at the memory and ran a few fingers through my hair, but then his dark eyes sparkled. "I really do need to thank him though." That was the last thing I would have expected to hear Dimitri say.
"Why?" I meant to sound curious, but it came out offended. I sat up and so did he. Dimitri had on a knowing smirk- and it made me angry.
"Because," his hand came up and cupped one of my breasts, but he was still looking me in the eye, "without that lust spell, my self-control would have lasted longer."
I raised an eyebrow. "Are you doubting Rose Hathaway's abilities?"
He leaned his head back and laughed out loud, his laugh wrapped around me like a caressing. His head came down on my breast and started sucking again and I moaned out in pleasure, curving my spine in the process. His other hand went down the side of my body.
"Dimitri." I whimpered. He looked up and winked at me.
"Good night, Mrs. Belikov." His hand came up to my shoulder and gently pushed me down on the bed. He laid his head back down on my chest and I felt his eyes close, with a huge ass smirk on his lips. I just rolled my eyes. I will get him back.
"Dimitri Belikov," I said using his full name, "one day, you are going to drive me insane."
He laughed and we fell into a blissful sleep.
"ROSE!" A familiar hissing whisper said to me. I jolted out of bed, the hair on the back of my neck standing straight up. I was asleep on Dimitri's chest, so we must have shifted position's last night. My quick movement startled him awake, and he half rose out of bed, glancing around the room for intruders. There was a blanket on him, covering the rest of his necked body, besides his chest.
The familiar creepy feeling was now overwhelming and I backed up to the wall, swallowing hard. The feeling was strong, but it was coming outside the room, by the door.
Knock, knock, knock, knock. The knocks quickly turned to pounding. BAM! A strong headache seized me then. I brought my hands up to my skull and I started screaming in both pain and fright.
"THEY ARE COMING!" The voice yelled. But I quickly identified that it was more than just one voice. It was several– in fact, it sounded like it was an army. The knocking got louder, and the headache got worse.
I couldn't stop screaming, if anything, my screams got louder as did the banging. The door opened, but I didn't see any familiar bodies– just dead and skulled bodies. Some of them looked familiar, some of them were unidentifiable. It was beyond creepy. They didn't even look liked they did on the plane. It was ten times worse.
I felt my eyes widened in horror. The hands reached out for me, like they did on the plane, and walked forward. Were they going to hurt me this time? If they can bang on a door, could they bang on my face? This time, were they out for revenge. As I recalled all the strigoi I killed, I could see familiar strigoi faces, but most of the faces were so deteriorated, I couldn't make out a face.
Familiar voices were calling my name, but I couldn't see past the blinding pain and fright. The voices and uncomfortable, creepy presents engulfed me in fear. Just then, they whispered again, and it was a complete scream of fury.
"DEATH IS COMING! DEATH IS ALMOST HERE!" One skeleton said. The skeleton had no eyes, and had a bony face- literally. Skin was decaying on both his face and arms. His hand clutched my shoulders as he yelled at me, as they all yelled at me.
"Dimitri, her ears are bleeding!" Denis yelled in harassed tone and worry. I was unaware until now that my position was up against the wall, in a corner between the bed and the sight of the doorway, standing up with my hands grabbing a robe that Dimitri must have put on me before Denis, Viki and Lissa arrived.
"No Lissa," Viktoria said, and she must have grabbed Lissa, because I didn't feel the bond come closer to me.
"IT'S COMING" The voice yelled
"GO AWAY!" I screamed, at ghosts, clutching my bloody ears and hair. "GO AWAY!"
Just then, every one of them left, except one– Mrs. Dragomir. My head hurt so much, it felt like it exploded. I collapsed on the ground, then in my native language (English), I repeated what the ghosts whispered in my head just then, "Death is coming."
I then saw blackness.
REVIEW! Tell me, did you expect that the ghosts were the ones being the creepers? OR! Is it really the ghosts? Could it be someone else? What do you think of Mia's water tricks? I thought it was awesome.