This was pure euphoria.

I don't know how Dima had been able to stop when he had been drinking from me, because this was heaven on earth. I guess since Strigoi never made it to Heaven, we were blessed with a wonderful feeling every time we fed.

I couldn't stop. I would never stop. Not until every last drop of blood had been taken out of the pathetic human's body. It felt so good, tasted so good…better than any food imaginable.

And what gave me even more pleasure was knowing I was taking her life away. I was killing her. Her soul was leaving her body and went into mine. Of course Strigoi had souls…we strengthened them on the souls of others.

I felt and heard her heart begin to slow down as life was taken from her. The excitement and wonderful feeling was increasing. Yes, almost like sex. It became better and better until an explosion of pleasure at the end…

I didn't just feel her death, I felt my life increasing in an explosion of…of something beyond euphoria. It was better than Dimka's bites, orgasms, drug highs…better than anything in the world.

Man, why did it have to end?

I rose slowly from the body, blood dripping from my mouth. I licked it up quickly and turned to face my love.

"You were right, she was delicious." I gave an evil grin and drew close to him.

He had a weird expression on his face, as if he were confused. "What's wrong, Dima? Did I not kill her right or something?"

He shook his head. "No, no…I'm just…I feel weird…" I wasn't used to my teacher, the one who knew all the answers, being so confused.

"It's that damned ring you're holding. Infused with the power of spirit. Turns you into prey."

He raised an eyebrow. "Spirit? Life…That would make sense. Did Lissa charm it?"

Bah, Lissa. I had forgotten her and was glad to have. "No. Guy I met in Baia called Mark. Shadow-kissed like I was. But not anymore, thanks to you, lyubov."

"You went to Baia? Why?" He seemed honestly surprised.

"I was looking for you, dumbass. I met your family and everything."

He touched me with the ring. Oh, he finally touched me with the ring. I was back to myself…back to being the real Rose.

Although I was still going to call him Dima.

"Roza…" He stroked through my hair and idly looked up at the sky. "Let's go back to the room. The sun is about to rise."

We walked hand in hand, sharing the spirit powers of the ring. It was back on my left hand now, and Dima promised it would stay that way unless I had Strigoi business to do. And he would immediately give it back upon my finishing.

Back in the suite, we were cuddled up next to each other.

"I missed my soul…," Dima mused.

"Yeah, I did too."

There was a bout of silence until he spoke again.

"So you went to my hometown looking for me…how was it?"

"It was nice. They were good people. I hung out with Viktoria a lot."

"Ah, how is she?"

"Uh, good." I was beginning to remember the night with her an Rolan and quickly pushed it away. "Karolina's good too. She reminds me a lot of you. She really beat the crap out of some dhampir guys who were causing trouble." Talking about his family was nice. He seemed to light up like a Christmas tree.

"I can see Karolina doing that. Did she have her baby yet?"

"Yeah, it was a girl. Zoya."

"Zoya…not a bad name." He continued smiling, then turned grim suddenly.

"What, something wrong Dima?"

"My family…I take it you told them…I was dead?"

"No, I…I told them the truth." I gulped down horrible feelings. "You know, they really liked me. And approved of…us. Even Yeva."

He gave a weary smile. "So you told them?"

"No…they figured it out." He surprised me with a loud laugh.

"Of course Roza…it's written all over you." He moved his body closed to me and whispered in my ear. "It's always been written all over you."

Our mouths met softly. Bodies made of ice, kiss made of fire. Spirit made our experience come to life, and it led to…other things.

"Your dress is in shreds, Roza…" He cocked an eyebrow and smiled in a way that got my cold body hot and excited.

"Well then, it'd be better off, wouldn't it? Like that duster!" He had slowly been making his way on top of me, but I pushed him back and took off the cowboy coat with ease. Dima was clearly enjoying this. "And your shirt…" He took control of my hands. "No. Let me."

He ripped it off and threw it to the side. Seriously. Started from the middle and just…ripped it off. That had been incredibly sexy. I found myself paralyzed as he did the same to my dress.

I was dressed in very sexy lingerie. I don't remember wearing very sexy lingerie. I wore sports bras and boyshorts, not lacy silk bras and thongs. He began to chuckle when my face expressed this. "Damn you." This just made him laugh harder. "Damn you!"

He was still laughing as I undid his high-quality pants and pulled them off. He kicked off his shoes to make it easier for me, and now the only thing separating the massive Russian khuy from the world was a pair of black briefs.

And yes, I know all of the sexy Russian words. I was about to give him a minet as a matter of fact.

"I'm getting impatient here, Roza, and he is, too." He was still snickering until I lightly bit his briefs. "Chert! What are you doing down there?"

I gave the bulge a kiss. "There, I gave it a kiss. All better?"

"Net." He straightened himself up to pull my hair into a ponytail.

I decided to quit teasing him and pulled off his underwear. It stood erect, and now that I was out of my dreamy haze from before I noticed it was bigger than it had been in the cabin. "Geez, did you get bigger?"

Once again, he laughed. It was starting to piss me off. "Da. Another Strigoi perk. You've gotten much…curvier, don't worry."

"You were already goddamn huge to start with! Now I don't know how I'm going to fit this thing in my mouth…or my pizda, for that matter." I pouted, and his khuy twitched towards my mouth.

"All the better to pleasure you with, Roza." My hair was fully up in a ponytail now, although he still found a way to wind his hand through the tail as he did when it was down. "And might I say, you sound very sexy when you speak dirty Russian to me."

I looked him right in the eye. "Poshel na hui."

"Please do."

((Don't worry, this is going to be continued next chapter. If you don't understand the Russian, use Google Translate. It's what I'm doing right now. I'm really not sure how far I can go with the sex…anyone care to message me and help me out here? I want to get as detailed as possible without getting kicked off the site. It's my first time, y'know? (That's what she said.) ))