Thanks for all the lovely, lovely reviews. Again, sorry for the delayed update. I just finished exams and am now on holidays, so will be able to update a bit more often. Anyway, this is 15 pages on my MWord, so I hope you enjoy! Lots of love scenes between Rose and Dimitri, and so I'd like to point out that this story is rated M for a reason! The usual disclaimers apply.
Chapter 11
Rose's Point of View
'Ladies and gentleman, good morning; I hope you have enjoyed your flight so far. In a few minutes, we will begin our descent into Melbourne International Airport. The local time is currently 5.30 in the evening, and we hope to arrive at around 6.05 p.m.,' the pilot's voice filled the plane, rousing me from my sleep.
I stretched in my seat and looked over to where Lissa has cuddling up to Christian. They were still fast asleep.
Adrian was in the seat in front of me and as I stood up to stretch my legs, I saw him engrossed in a Mario Kart game. I rolled my eyes, 'Good morning sunshine, did you even get any rest?'
Adrian grunted his reply as he continued shooting at the screen. I rolled my eyes again and pressed the call button for an air steward. My mouth was parched.
Adrian had gotten us exclusive use of Tatiana's private jet. I haven't been on many plane flights before, but I can easily say that it will be, by far, the most luxurious plane I'll ever be on. Our seats extended out into beds, we had free use of the bar, we had individual screens for in-flight entertainment (which Adrian was so engrossed in!), and we had plenty of food! The meals were specially cooked at Court before being brought on board and we were told to bring 2 feeders, just in case the Morois became hungry.
Naturally, before we were allowed to leave for Australia, Tatiana called us for an inquisition. She questioned – no, make that interrogated – me on the two Strigoi attacks. She even wondered if the attacks had anything to do with Dimitri and I – 'they seem to turn up around you two a lot,' she had speculated. It made me go cold, as if she knew about our secret about Alex; but I shrugged coolly, trying to seem clueless and she eventually let it go. Adrian openly scoffed at her speculation – 'they're not Morois, why would Strigoi go after them; it's ridiculous,' – which annoyed her further, prompting her to drop it altogether. I still can't believe how lightly we were let off the hook.
I rubbed my temples vigorously; plane flights always gave me a migraine. I ordered a seafood linguine dish when the air steward came. I looked outside the window and my mind drifted to thoughts of Dimitri and his searing kisses. I blushed at the thought of seeing him in a week's time, in a totally different country, with no one to keep us apart.
'Ma'am, your meal,' the air steward said as he laid it out for me. I wolfed down my meal and decided to patrol the aisles to see if anyone else was up, aside from Adrian.
Mia's head was rested against Eddie's shoulder as they both slept soundly. I chuckled quietly to myself, taking note to leave them alone together more often. No one else was awake so I decided to plop myself next to Adrian and annoy him.
'Hey!' Adrian muttered in annoyance as I squeezed next to him in his seat. The seats were luxuriously large, if Dimitri was on the same flight, I could easily share a seat with him and… I blushed at the thought.
'Damn it! Now, I have to start all over again!' Adrian cried in frustration, jolting me back from my wanton thoughts of Dimitri and joining the mile high club.
I rolled my eyes at Adrian, 'you'll live,'
'Couldn't sleep?' Adrian asked, putting an arm around me, 'You know, it's a pity you're with that Russian dude and I don't really want him to put a death sentence on me, otherwise…' he winked at me, 'I could seriously get up to some mischief with you,'
I shoved him playfully, 'Enough Adrian. Everyone's asleep and I'm bored. What do you think Melbourne will be like?'
He laughed, 'We'll find out in about 15 minutes won't we?'
And just then, the seat belt signs came on and the pilot instructed us to all return to our seats and to prepare for landing.
Lissa had bombarded us with a lot of information about Melbourne during our long flight over – she told us everything from their famous cafes, to their vintage shopping outlets; from their nightlife to their many orchestral, operatic and ballet performances.
The Australians found our accents fascinating, as we did theirs. We moved into a leafy suburb called Moonee Ponds (don't they have funny names?) as that was where this school of offensive magic, as I liked to call it, was located. We had the same sleeping arrangements as we did in New York, that is, Lissa, Christian and I moved into a 4 bedroom house, along with Alberta, whilst Adrian, David and Eddie moved in next door. Mia, Ayeshah, Katie and Tanya decided to get a house together, rather than separate places like they did before in New York. I haven't lived in suburbia for a while, so it was a nice change. Suburbia was quieter, and much more laid back than the hectic to and fro of NYC.
Adrian took to Melbourne's nightlife immediately, and resumed his playboy lifestyle – smoking, drinking, and flirting. I felt that he would be better off on a permanent holiday in the mountains. At least, he didn't smoke and only rarely drank there. Besides, there weren't enough girls around for him to flirt with; at least, there weren't enough girls around who wouldn't punch him out for him to flirt with. I tried to tell him that his aunt is not going to take him seriously unless he stops his smoking and drinking; but he seemed to always laugh it off, saying that being in Melbourne is like being on a working holiday for him.
Lissa, on the other hand, had fully immersed herself in studying Spirit. McCormick, or Macca, as he likes people to call him, is our Moroi group's offensive magic tutor. He looked about 50, and had grey flecks in his dark hair, making him look more distinguished and solemn than his actual easy going nature suggests. Macca and Adrian were trying to teach Lissa how to dream walk and read auras; whilst Lissa was trying to teach Adrian how heal. It's a good thing we were far away from Tatiana's prying eyes, otherwise I was sure she would put a stop to it if she knew. She had strong feelings about practicing offensive magic – she felt that it was too Strigoi-like, and 'only the Ozeras practiced it,' she scoffed. I felt sorry for Christian – it must be hard for him, having to battle ridicule from everyone around him. I thought Tatiana's views were stupid, but who I am to say? She's the Queen after all.
In her free time, Lissa read about Moroi politics and studied the history of the royal line. She had taken advantage of the fact that there was no baggage limit on Tatiana's plane, and brought all her books over to Melbourne, much to my dismay. Though she never overtly expressed it, I could see the determination to succeed Tatiana in her eyes. She was determined to be a good leader and occasionally, I would stay up at night to listen to her ideas of reform. Whilst I encouraged her, I wasn't the type to get into politics. I've always preferred to solve problems with kicks and punches. Not the most mature, I know; but definitely more satisfying.
We Guardians were allowed full use of the gym at St. Basile's, Melbourne's equivalent of St. Vladimir's. Macca had linked us in with the school and they welcomed us warmly. The facilities were much better than the ones at our apartment in New York. Along with an awesome gym, St. Basile's also had a swimming pool, a running track and a seemingly endless supply of dummies to stake. I suppose when you're training young to-be Guardians, you need to have these facilities, although I was pretty sure St. Vladimir's had nowhere near the amount of equipment they have over here.
As we were going to be in Melbourne for a few months, we didn't feel the need to go sightseeing or explore Melbourne, as we normally would. Besides, we were in an entirely different country, and had no idea what Australian Strigois were like. Alberta and I decided that it probably wouldn't be wise to venture out too much, before settling in and finding our feet first. In the past, I have found myself dreaming of going out to hunt Strigoi. But, back in America, Tatiana's rules were that we wait for them to attack – yet another one of her views that I didn't agree with. I wonder if the rules are different here. I made a mental note to ask Lissa.
The week crawled by slowly, and I found myself dreaming of Dimitri every chance I got. He called me every night and it was the best part of my every day. I looked forward to hearing his deep voice, tinged with a slight Russian accent. He filled me in on the proceedings on his end – everything seemed to be going well and we were counting down the days before we finally got to see each other again. There wasn't going to be any dramas in transferring from Tasha to Christian; Tatiana didn't care enough about the Ozeras to care who guarded them. I learned that Tasha had been urging Dimitri to confront me about his feelings the whole time we were away; but he was always unsure because Adrian and I always seemed so happy together. I kicked myself mentally as I thought about the 3 weeks that we could have spent together, in each other's arms. But it didn't matter – he was coming soon.
I was Lissa's guinea pig when it came to dream walking. She would try to put me to sleep so she can practice her dream walking, but more often than not, I would end up falling asleep myself and she would become increasingly frustrated because she was still unable to get it right. Adrian once suggested that she should probably try it either drunk or high on pot; that earned him a nasty scowl from Christian. Adrian was starting to heal things such as little bruises or superficial cuts that I may have gotten whilst training.
Christian and Lissa also set a date for their wedding in June. They were planning to have it in America, but as the week progressed, they started discussing having it in Melbourne. The only down side was that it would be winter in Melbourne when June came around. And that they would only have 6 months to plan for an overseas wedding, if they decided to have it in America. Imagine the amount of work. The horror of it!
I kicked off my sheets that morning. It was the weekend. I smiled. I loved weekends, it meant no training for the Morois and we could finally do a bit of shopping. I quickly showered and got dressed; Lissa and I were going shopping today – our first day, scouting for wedding dresses. I would have preferred to maybe visit some cafes, or do some shopping in one of Melbourne's famed alleyways, but Lissa wanted to shop for wedding dresses, so shop for wedding dresses it was. Besides, the summer sun was still too strong for the Morois to venture into the outdoors. I opted for a pink singlet and a pair of denim shorts. I decided to let my hair down today and ran a brush quickly through it. Dimitri was due to arrive tomorrow, and I felt the butterflies in my stomach start to flutter at the thought of seeing him again. I wore a big grin as I bounced downstairs to find Lissa already at the breakfast table, her hair tied in a ponytail. The stairs creaked slightly; we lived in a Victorian two-story cottage looking house. From the outside, it looked like a fairy tale cottage, with vines crawling all over it and a large tree shading the entrance. Lissa and Christian shared a bedroom together, and Alberta and I took one each. We had a spare bedroom for Dimitri because when arrangements were made for us to come to Melbourne, Eddie had Dimitri's place. Now, Eddie is guarding Adrian alongside David; Peter had 'other commitments' back in America, and said he would prefer to return to Court. He was really mysterious about it, so we weren't quite sure what his 'other commitments' were – Adrian said Peter got a Moroi girl pregnant, but Adrian would always come up with far-fetched ideas like that, so no one really believed him.
Adrian and Christian came along as they wanted to do some shopping of their own as well. Lissa warned that she would not have them breathing down her neck, telling her to hurry up. We arrived at Hillside, supposedly a hidden mall run by Morois and Dhampirs for Morois and Dhampirs at about 10 p.m. Normal shops close at around 5 in the evening, so I could understand why the vampire community in Melbourne decided to set up shop themselves. We entered a few designer stores and Lissa asked about their wedding dress designs. When they saw Lissa's diamond earrings, Rolex watch and Ferragamo bag, they quickly rushed towards her with their latest designs. Pretentious, I rolled my eyes as I sat on the couch and flipped through some magazines.
We spent 4 hours walking from shop to shop and Lissa must have tried on at least 20 different dresses, each one more beautiful and more expensive than the one before. I thought she looked gorgeous in each of them, but there was always something missing, like it didn't quite fit who she was.
'I'm never going to find it!' Lissa cried hysterically. I shushed her, 'don't be ridiculous Liss; it's the first time we've been shopping for it. People spend ages finding it. We'll find your perfect dress; and trust me, you'll know it when you see it,'
She nodded, agreeing with me, 'You're right, Rose. I shouldn't worry too much. We still have time,'
'Come on; let's go grab something to eat. I'm starving,' I said. She laughed at me, and said something about me always being hungry. Alberta and I managed to quickly grab a sandwich from the food court because Lissa had started to wander into a Victoria's Secret store. As I swallowed the last of my sandwich, Lissa dragged me towards a rack of racy lingerie and whispered cheekily, 'Pick something for him,'
I blushed furiously at the thought of Dimitri looking over me, barely clad in underwear. 'Go on,' she urged, picking out a black lace bra and underwear set for me. It looked like it would barely cover anything. I shook my head at her; my heart raced at the thought of Dimitri seeing me in it.
She laughed, 'Come on, what happened to the Rose I know?'
'But…' I started, still staring at what she picked out for me. 'Ah, what the hell,' I finally said, grinning at her. We picked out a few more for me to try on and I could feel Lissa's excitement threaten to overwhelm me. I laughed at her, 'You seem more excited about this than I am!'
'He's coming tomorrow!' Lissa said excitedly, 'I'm so excited for you!'
I laughed as she pushed me into the fitting room. They all fitted me perfectly and Lissa suggested that I should probably give up my Guardian job and become a model instead. I wanted to go with the black one – because black should only be worn if it was going to be sexy – but Lissa insisted that I get the turquoise one. It was lacy, with delicate sequins running all along the top of it. It looked beautiful against the colour of my skin. Lissa lamented that she could never pull that colour off because of her pale skin; but I reminded her that she would always look sensational in pastels, whereas I was restricted to brighter, bolder colours. The manager of the store took a double take at me when I came out of the dressing room, to parade in front of Lissa. He wanted to know if I was interested in modeling. Lissa grinned – I told you so, she said through our bond. I declined politely, and went to change. I had been offered modeling jobs before, but walking the catwalk wasn't something that interested me. It would be nice to have beautiful clothes to wear all the time, but I knew I would soon start to itch for a good fight. Besides, guarding Lissa was the best job I could ever ask for. I decided to get the turquoise bra and underwear set. Lissa and I always trusted each other's opinions; I was sick of wearing black.
Finally, we decided to meet up with Adrian and Christian. Thankfully, they weren't far; they had decided to purchase some video games – I saw Wii in the plastic bag Christian was carrying, and Play Station 3 in Adrian's. Boys.
'Looks like someone's in for a treat,' Adrian commented, when he saw my Victoria's Secret plastic bag. I grinned at him, knowing he was referring to Dimitri. 'Be good,' he winked at me.
'I won't,' I retorted, cheekily.
'Oh God, spare me the details Hathaway,' Christian said, rolling his eyes at me.
'I don't think you have the right to complain, Firefly; I know way too much about your love life,'
Lissa blushed and Christian made a face at me; they knew I was referring to the time when I would get dragged into their lovemaking via Lissa's bond. They also knew how much I hated it, especially because my love life was non-existent back then.
We finally reached home at about 3 a.m. and as the boys decided that they would like to set up their gaming consoles at Adrian's, we all hung out at his for the meantime as I pondered what we would have for dinner. I was sprawled all over a beanbag in a corner of Adrian's massive living room whilst Lissa said beside me, quietly flipping through more wedding magazines. I knew she was worried about her dress.
'Don't worry,' I called out to her and she looked up at me in surprise. She could never get used to me being able to read her emotions, 'Why don't we think about the venue?' I suggested. It was still early on in the wedding planning days, and Lissa hadn't really gotten her head around it – what with studying politics, and training magic. She nodded and sighed tiredly, 'But we don't even know if we're going to have it in Melbourne or back home,'
I could see the planning will gradually take its toll on her so I volunteered to help as much as I could, assuring her that we can start thinking about venues both in Melbourne and back home in America, so she can keep her choices relatively open.
'Thanks Rose, I don't know what I would do without you,' she said as she hugged me.
'Any day,' I said, giving her a quick squeeze of encouragement. We managed to Google a few different venues to check out in Melbourne and decided that we would have a look at them next week. There were perks to guarding my best friend – I could be on the job, whilst helping her scout for wedding locations at the same time. I wouldn't be able to do that with a modeling career.
My phone beeped and I leaned over to read the text message. It was Dimitri. My heart leaped in excitement.
Am thinking of you, x
I smiled and texted back. I can't wait to see you!
'I'm going to head home,' I told Lissa. I was anxious to talk to Dimitri; I wondered if he was about to board his flight.
Lissa smiled at me mysteriously, 'Of course, your daily chat to Dimitri,'
I blushed and excused myself. 'I'll call you when we've decided where to go for dinner!' Lissa called out as I gave her a thumbs up. I hummed happily to myself as I walked next door.
I smelt something good coming from one of the houses. I promised I would learn to be a better cook. On nights where we didn't eat together, either because Lissa and Christian were busy with offensive magic training, or because Lissa wasn't in the mood to cook, dinner for me, usually consisted of take away food or pizza. My culinary skills were embarrassing and Lissa had volunteered to teach me how to cook many times. I always brushed her offer away, saying that I didn't need fancy food; but as the tantalizing smell of lamb and rosemary wafted through the air, I started to consider taking up Lissa's offer.
I walked towards the front door of our house, smiling at how cute it looked from the outside, swinging my bag with my racy lingerie. I smiled happily to myself; Dimitri didn't know what he was in for. I bit my lip excitedly as I opened the door to the house.
My first instinct was to be on high alert. Someone was in here. Cooking. I relaxed a little. Strigoi wouldn't be cooking in the house. My first thought was either Mia or Ayeshah – I knew they enjoyed cooking, but why would they be cooking at our place when theirs was just next door? Maybe they were planning on a surprise? I left my bag near the door and inched quietly towards the kitchen.
'I thought you'd never be back,' a familiar voice said. Dimitri.
He turned to smile at me, all the while keeping an eye on whatever he was cooking. I looked at him stupidly for a second, not daring to believe that he was standing in front of me, in my kitchen, cooking. His eyes were warm and laughing and I wanted to drown in them.
'When did you…?' I stammered, walking towards him.
He put an arm around me and leaned down for a kiss. His lips felt so soft against mine and I felt like I had been burnt. He smelled so good – his usual aftershave, but it smelt like home to me. I wrapped my arms around him, feeling his hard body against mine, still having trouble believing that he was here.
He pulled his lips away from me and chuckled, 'I think dinner will burn if we don't stop,'
I grinned at him and gave him a quick peck on his lips, 'I thought you weren't coming till tomorrow!'
'I wanted to surprise you,' he grinned as he flipped the lamb chops, 'I arrived closer to noon and Lissa told me that you were out shopping with her so I thought I'd make you dinner,'
I wrapped my arms around him, 'Lissa was in on this?'
'Of course,' he chuckled, 'There was no other way I could get the rest out of the house so I can have you all to myself tonight,'
He winked mischievously at me and my heart fluttered with joy, 'Thank you,' I said as I buried my face in his chest. He felt so good.
'Wait,' I looked up at him, 'How did you get in?'
'You always keep a spare key under your welcome mat,' he said nonchalantly, as if it was obvious. I frowned at him, 'I had insisted to Lissa that it was a safe place for it, or did Lissa tell you that too?'
He laughed, 'I figured it out myself; I just know you that well,' he winked again and I felt myself melt inside.
'Oh, you're going to know me so much better,' I winked back at him, playing at his game. I saw his eyes flash hungrily as he grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him. His lips hovered teasingly above mine before he crushed my lips passionately. 'I'm looking forward to it,' he whispered seductively in between kisses and I shivered excitedly at the thought.
He eventually managed to plate dinner up, despite me constantly distracting him. He made lamb cutlets marinated in rosemary and garlic; buttered carrots and roast potatoes. It was delicious and I felt so lucky to have him cook for me. He had already laid the table before I arrived – two flickering candles stood in the middle of the dining table and a bottle of red wine stood to the side. I didn't think it was possible to be so full of joy. Dimitri had never struck me as the romantic type, more the powerful, warrior type, but tonight's dinner proved me otherwise.
We managed to keep our hands to ourselves all throughout dinner as I filled him in on what Lissa and I did today. He told me he starts guarding Christian on Monday, and that he's already moved into his room next door to mine. I told him my concerns about Lissa wearing herself thin with studying politics diligently, learning magic and planning her wedding; he updated me on the latest news with Alex – he had learned of Dimitri's transfer and had said he would be keeping a close eye on us. We talked about training and I volunteered to show him the training facilities – 'you'd be impressed with the gym,' I told him excitedly. We also talked about us, how we would make it work and how we wouldn't let our relationship interfere with our work. As the night progressed (well day really, but you know that already), and we slowly finished the wine, I grew increasingly aware of his presence. He helped me pile the dishes into the sink, and I insisted that I would clean up the day after. I wasn't about to waste time worrying about dishes tonight.
Always the gentleman, he said, 'Well, I better head off to bed,'
I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him towards me for a kiss. 'But I haven't thanked you for dinner,' I whispered into his lips. I ran my tongue along his bottom lip and gently bit it. He groaned and wrapped his arms around my waist tightly. I smiled into his kisses and slid my tongue inside his mouth to meet his. He let out a low growl of desire as he moved me towards the couch. I pulled him down on top of me and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He lowered his mouth to my neck and gently sucked on it. I gasped with pleasure as I melted in his arms. I arched my back to get closer to him and his hands snaked under my top. I burnt with desire as he continued his trail of kisses along my neck.
'Stay with me tonight,' I urged him as I ran my hands up and down his torso. He didn't need much convincing as he lifted me up easily and headed towards my bedroom. I wrapped my legs around him and we kissed all the way to my bedroom. I was silently grateful for cleaning it up the day before. I wanted to show him what I bought for him, so I told him to wait in bed whilst I headed towards the bathroom. He looked pleasantly confused and every bit a Russian God. I sighed happily at the sight of him on my bed as I closed the bathroom door. I quickly changed into my new bra and underwear. The panties barely covered me and I blushed at how small it was. I looked perfect, Dimitri would love it.
I strode slowly out of the bathroom. Dimitri was flipping through a magazine I had left on my bedside table but froze when he saw me. Desire swept across his face and I smiled triumphantly. His mouth was slightly open, and I knew he was drinking me in.
'The manager said I could be a model, do you think so?' I asked innocently, spinning around for him to see. I enjoyed teasing him, enjoyed seeing the look of pure desire on his face.
'No,' he let out a protective growl, his eyes sweeping across my body. I quivered excitedly under his intense gaze as I moved towards the bed. He reached out for me and pinned me to the bed, 'Call me selfish but I don't want to share this beauty with anyone,' he said hoarsely, before lowering his lips to mine. He ran his hands up and down my body and I shivered excitedly beneath him. I pulled his t-shirt off him and feasted my eyes on his tanned, toned body. I traced my fingers along his muscles, marveling at how strong and gentle he can be at the same time.
I flipped him over so I was straddling him. I ran a finger down his chest and felt him quiver beneath me. I grinned cheekily at him as I kissed him deeply. He held onto my hips as I grounded myself against his groin. He growled at me, 'Roza…'
I laughed and his eyes flashed. He flipped me over and was on top of me again. He lowered his lips to the top of my breasts and kissed them. Blood rushed to my head and I was giddy with desire. He unhooked my bra with one hand, and quickly discarded it on the floor. He sucked on my right nipple. I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming with pleasure. He flicked his tongue on it and I felt like I would crumble in his hands. I reached out for his jeans and fumbled with the buttons as he continued to inflict pleasure on my body.
His pants came off quickly and I could see his arousal through his boxer shorts. I was wet and ready for him and I wanted him more than anything. I accidentally grazed my teeth against his nipple once, and he groaned deeply. I smiled to myself, knowing that it was what brought him pleasure. So I went for it again and he gripped onto my hips tighter. He was positioned between my legs and all that separated us were a few flimsy pieces of fabric.
He murmured some Russian words seductively into my ear and though I didn't know what it meant, I shook with desire, pulling him closer towards me. He looked into my eyes as he pulled my panties off and discarded his boxers. My heart pumped with adrenaline and love, it was finally going to happen. I was finally going to give myself to him. 'I love you, Roza,' Dimitri's voice was thick with desire.
'I love you too, more than you know,' I said, looking into his brown eyes. He kissed me softly and I felt him ease himself into me. I knew he was fighting for self control – his fists were clenched and his back muscles were tensed as he tried not to hurt me. His tenderness made me want him more and I wrapped my legs around him, bringing him closer to me.
I felt a sharp pain and I gasped at the intrusion. Dimitri paused and looked at me, 'Did I hurt you?'
I shook my head and smiled at him as I gradually got used to feeling him inside me. He filled me up completely and I never felt happier. He kissed me deeply as he slowly started to move inside me again. He groaned and said something in Russian again and I felt myself getting wetter with each movement he made inside of me. My nipples brushed against his chest and I ached with desire. Soon, he picked up pace and I felt myself tense up. I felt like I was about to burst. I dug my fingernails into his back as he thrusted in and out of me. Waves of ecstasy suddenly overcame me and I felt myself tighten around him. He groaned loudly and I screamed his name in pleasure. He sought his release around the same time as I did, biting into my shoulder, shouted my name and quivered as he collapsed on me. We lay shaking in each other's arms for a minute before he lifted himself off me. I was filled with so much love for this man, I didn't think it was possible.
'Did I hurt you?' Dimitri asked again, concern washed over his face.
I grinned at him, 'Are you kidding?'
He looked relieved as he kissed me, 'You're so beautiful it hurts,'
'Ditto,' I said, smiling at him. He had propped himself up on one hand as he looked down on me. He was achingly sexy. He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear, 'I love you so much, Roza,'
I propped myself up on my elbows and kissed him, 'I love you too,'
He pulled me in closer to him and wrapped his arms around me as we continued to kiss. Our tongues battled each other and I felt my heart rate begin to rise again. He must've felt the same because soon, he was tracing his fingers along my back, sending shivers of pleasure down my spine. His hand lingered dangerously close to my sex as I felt myself open to him in desire. He plunged a finger into me and I gasped loudly. He lowered his mouth to my nipples as he fingered me. I squirmed under him, not knowing what he was doing to me, but enjoying every moment of it. I ran my fingers through his hair and tugged at them – I was overcome with a need for release and that was when I felt it again. The waves of ecstasy wracked through my body as I arched my body towards Dimitri. I felt myself clamp against his fingers as I moaned his name over and over again. Just when I thought it was over, he plunged himself into me, driving me once again to the point of no return. He gripped my ass as he lifted me towards him. I felt him enter me deeper and I gasped at how good he felt. He smiled seductively at me as he thrusted himself in and out of me. I felt my hips start to bruise under his grip but I loved how it felt. I grabbed his fingers and sucked on them erotically, running my tongue up and down them. It undid him as I felt him tense up. I felt him spill into me as I experienced my fourth orgasm that night.
We were both panting heavily. 'You're insatiable,' he teased as he held my body against his. I could hear his heart racing; as I was sure he could hear mine.
'I didn't know it would be this good,'
'And if you did?' he cocked an eyebrow at me. He looked irresistible and I battled the urge to kiss him again.
'I would've demanded that you came to Melbourne earlier,' I was giddy with pleasure.
He laughed and flipped me on top of him. I lay on his chest, listening to our hearts beating together as he stroked my back. I gradually felt sleep take over me as I smiled contentedly to myself – I was the happiest girl on Earth.
I woke up the following afternoon feeling on top of the world. It was 4 in the afternoon, and Lissa, Christian and the rest of the Morois must still be asleep due to the extended daylight hours of summer. I turned on my side and saw that the bed was empty. Panic filled me. Last night couldn't have been a dream, could it? I looked down at myself. I was naked. I pulled the sheets up to my chest and looked around the room. I peered over the edge of my bed and saw Dimitri's discarded t-shirt. I let out a sigh of relief – it wasn't a dream. I grinned to myself and pulled his t-shirt on; it barely covered my ass but I loved the smell of him on me. Lissa had sent me a text message, saying that they're all staying over at Adrian's because they didn't want to disturb us. I grinned at my phone, and quickly wrote a thank you back.
I headed towards the kitchen and I heard Dimitri making breakfast – I was more than lucky, maybe there was no need for me to learn how to cook after all. Dimitri was shirtless and was only wearing his boxers. His broad back was turned towards me and as he flipped the eggs in the pan, I saw his back muscles contract and relax accordingly. He was breathtakingly sexy. I hugged him from behind and he chuckled, 'Decided to finally get up?'
'I had a good dream,' I said, trying to justify sleeping in.
'What did you dream about?'
'Wouldn't you like to know?' I flashed him a cheeky grin and gave him a quick kiss. He growled seductively, 'If it's anything like mine…'
But I didn't let him finish. We locked lips and our tongues battled as I ran my fingers up and down his back. I felt him tense underneath me, and I wanted a re-enactment of our late night activities. His hands lifted the t-shirt up slightly as he went to cup my bottom. I squealed with delight and arched towards him as he held me against him. I ran my fingers down his chest and dipped them teasingly into his shorts. He bit my lip and slid his tongue into my mouth. I sucked his tongue erotically and he groaned loudly. His hands moved up my body towards my breasts and he playfully grazed his fingers on my nipples. I gasped with pleasure and pressed myself harder against him.
He lifted me up onto the counter top and I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer towards me. The feel of cool marble of the counter top against my naked ass aroused me further. I eased his boxers off him with my toes, all the while never letting my lips leave his. I felt his arousal hover dangerously close to my centre and I grew wetter with desire. My breathing quickened as he pressed himself into me slowly and soon, I had him buried inside me. I moaned loudly and arched my back with pleasure. He gripped my ass tightly, pulling out of me before plunging deeply into me again. I gasped at the size of him, lifting myself to meet his thrusts, feeling him fill me. Dimitri lowered his face to my breasts and started sucking on one of my nipples. I pressed my heels against his back as he drove himself into me. We soon got into a fierce rhythm; more urgent, more desperate than last night's lovemaking. He reached down to rub my clit as he plunged himself into me again and again. I cried out his name in pleasure as I felt myself tense up. I had never felt so aroused. I felt myself tighten around him as he drove into me and I drove my heels harder into his back to pull him deeper inside of me. I felt the blood rush from my brain as I came all over him, moaning his name over and over again, trembling in his arms. I heard him groan loudly as he shot himself into me, gripping my ass harder as he buried himself completely in me.
His heart was beating wildly as he held me in his arms; my legs were still wrapped around him and he was still buried inside me. I brushed his wet hair out of his face. I loved the combined smells of sleep, sweat and sex on him. I was surprised that it only aroused me more. 'You're amazing,' I whispered into his ear, gently nipping at one of his ear lobes. 'Oh Roza, you're more than amazing,' he said thickly, lifting his head up to kiss me.
We quickly became aware of the smell of burnt eggs. Dimitri laughed as he disentangled himself from me, pulling his boxers back on. I pulled his t-shirt over me and helped him scrape the burnt eggs from the pan.
'Oh well, there goes breakfast,' he said forlornly as he helped me clean the dishes. I kissed him lightly, 'I already had the best breakfast,' before winking at him. He grinned at me and shook his head, possibly amazed at how much I enjoyed sex with him. Who wouldn't? He was a God, as talented in bed as he was fighting Strigoi.
He slapped my ass playfully and told me to go shower so we can try and grab breakfast out instead. I was about to head off to the bathroom when we heard the front door open and Lissa barged in, yelling out for me. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Dimitri and I, barely clothed. She blushed furiously and covered her eyes. 'Why do I always get into these circumstances?' she lamented, eyes slammed shut.
I laughed at her, 'It's what you get for not knocking,' In truth, we should probably have known better than to get all hot and heavy in a shared space.
'I've been calling you a million times! You haven't been answering and the boys were getting hungry for breakfast!' she defended, still covering her eyes, 'Are you guys clothed yet?'
I laughed as Dimitri retreated to my bedroom to pull his jeans on. I was still wearing his t-shirt so he strolled out, half naked. Just looking at his tanned, muscular body was enough to arouse me but Lissa was here so I saved the thought for later.
'Besides, why does it smell like burnt eggs?' Lissa demanded, 'God Rose, I didn't think you were this bad at cooking,'
Dimitri and I laughed knowingly and Lissa dared to lower her hands to look at us. She blushed furiously as she realized what had happened.
'Hey, you were in on this whole surprise too, so you can't complain,' I teased.
Lissa's eyes widened with excitement. Did you wear it? She asked through our bond. I knew what she was referring to; she would be too shy to ask it out loud, especially in front of Dimitri. I grinned and nodded at her. Dimitri looked at the both of us and figured that we must be communicating through our bond.
Did he like it? Lissa asked again, barely containing her excitement. Dimitri raised an eyebrow at her. I laughed and nodded again.
How much?
'How much did you like what I wore yesterday? Lissa picked it,' I asked Dimitri and Lissa blushed a deep crimson. Don't ask him!
Dimitri let out a loud laugh as he realized what we were talking about. He ran a hand through his hair awkwardly, suddenly becoming shy. 'A lot,' I replied for him, winking at Lissa and she grinned happily.
'You have good taste, Princess,' Dimitri said shyly and Lissa blushed again, 'its Lissa, Guardian Belikov,'
He grinned at her, 'its Dimitri, Lissa,'
She beamed at him. Lissa had finally made her peace with Dimitri and it felt wonderful. I dragged Dimitri towards the bathroom and said to Lissa, 'We need to shower; we'll meet you at Adrian's soon,'
'Don't be too long,' Lissa said knowingly.
'I'll try,' I gave her a wicked grin and she shook her head in disbelief, before turning to head out of my apartment.
There was no way Dimitri and I were going to keep our hands off each other in the shower. We lathered each other up in soap and soon enough, he was plunging himself into me again. I loved the way he filled me up and the slickness of the water added to my arousal. We came much quicker this time, as we knew Lissa was waiting for us. I loved being naked around him; Dimitri made me feel like the most beautiful woman on Earth and that he only had eyes for me. I loved the way he teased and tempted me, bringing me over and over again close to the edge only to pull back just in time, before driving me to the same point and pulling back again. It was only when he was satisfied that he'd aroused me enough, that he would drive me past the point of no return, making me scream his name over and over again.
We quickly got dressed and made our way next door to Adrian's. I told Dimitri that we haven't been out in Melbourne much because of Lissa's busy training schedule. 'That leaves more for you and I to explore together,' he said, smiling at me. Have I said that I love this man?
When we arrived at Adrian's, Lissa had already made blueberry pancakes for us. I wolfed my pancakes down – I was starving. Christian walked into the kitchen halfway through our breakfast, 'Hey! Look who's here!'
Dimitri smiled and politely said, 'Good evening, Ozera,'
Christian rolled his eyes at Dimitri, 'Do you always have to be so formal?'
'As long as you're my charge,' Dimitri said solemnly. I laughed – Dimitri was always so serious when it came to his job. Christian rolled his eyes again and sat himself next to Lissa, 'How's my aunt?'
'She's very well. We managed to find a Guardian for her just in time, which was very lucky, considering the extremely short notice. I promised I'd keep in touch with her over the next few weeks to find out how she's adjusting to her new Guardian and if she has any problems with him,'
Christian nodded and pulled Lissa in for a quick kiss. A part of me flared up with jealousy, but I told myself to stop being ridiculous – Dimitri had just transferred to Court; Tasha had just assisted him in transferring. I had nothing to worry about.
'So when are you guys telling Tatiana about the date?' I asked, fiddling with the bottom of my jeans. I was sitting cross legged on one of the chairs.
'Queen Tatiana, Rose,' Dimitri said sternly. I tried to raise an eyebrow at him, but I must have failed because he raised an eyebrow at me instead. I made a face at him, 'Who cares,'
'It's not like she doesn't know, besides if we have it in Melbourne, she doesn't have to be invited,' Christian said. Not inviting the Queen. My eyes widened; this was going to be interesting. I looked over at Lissa and could tell that she was nervous.
'Let's not think about that first,' I said, 'Firefly why don't you help out with the wedding too, Lissa has enough on her plate,'
Christian scowled at me and Lissa looked away, silently thankful for my intervention. I was annoyed at Christian's lack of involvement with the planning of their wedding. I was looking at a week full of scouting for wedding venues, drawing up the guest list, finding flowers, finding bridesmaid dresses and finding Lissa's wedding dress. Christian was looking at a week of playing Wii and Play Station 3 with Adrian, Eddie, Dimitri and David.
'Alright, what can I do?' Christian huffed.
I shrugged, 'What do you think I am? Wedding planner extraordinaire?'
'Why don't you quit being smart for once Hathaway and answer my question?'
'Alright, you find the venue,' I grinned. He groaned. I knew Dimitri was silently groaning too – I could see it in his face. 'But doesn't Lissa need to approve of it too?' Christian insisted.
I looked over at Lissa and she smiled sheepishly at me. I groaned, 'Liss!'
Christian whooped, 'You're coming with us, Hathaway!'
I narrowed my eyes at him and chucked a spoon at him, which he easily dodged, 'Looks like I'm as good as a Dhampir,'
'Our reflexes come from Morois you idiot,' I shot back. Lissa and Dimitri laughed out loud, and Christian scowled at me. Looks like I learned something from school after all.
It was then that Adrian sauntered into the kitchen, 'Morning kiddos,'
'Look who's talking,' Christian snapped. Adrian looked at him, 'What's up with you?'
I shrugged, 'Time of the month,'
Adrian let out a laugh. His smile faded when he saw Dimitri, 'well, well, look who's here,'
'Prince Ivashkov,' Dimitri nodded curtly at Adrian.
'Guardian Belikov,' Adrian eyed him warily. They looked like two lions eyeing each other up, measuring each other's strength, seeing if it's wise to pounce.
'Alright, we're going,' I announced, getting up from my chair, trying to dissipate the tension between Adrian and Dimitri.
'But I just got here!' Adrian whined, 'You're not going to ditch me with these two loved up ones,' indicating Christian and Lissa, who had their arms around each other.
'Rose is pretty loved up these days,' Lissa offered, grinning at me. I blushed crimson and saw Dimitri try to hide a small smile. Adrian looked like he was going to throw up, 'God, people! I need a girlfriend,'
'Might help if you stop drinking and smoking,' I offered. He made a face at me, 'love me as I am,'
'You know I love you, Adrian,' I said cheekily and he shot me a puppy dog expression. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Dimitri stiffen with jealousy. 'Alright, we need to go. I still need to show Dimitri the stomping grounds,' I said, pulling Dimitri along with me, 'See you tomorrow, Liss – don't worry too much about the wedding,'
'Be good, Rose,' Lissa winked at me and I grinned back at her, shaking my head in disbelief. She was now openly encouraging my relationship with Dimitri when it was only a week ago that she had made us promise to stay away from each other. Once we were out of Adrian's house, I turned to Dimitri, wrapped my arms around him and planted a kiss on his lips, 'I only love you,' hoping he understood that I was trying to reassure him about Adrian.
He kissed me back and smiled, relief spread across his face, 'and I you,'
I grinned at him and reached out for his hand. With our fingers intertwined, we walked towards St. Basile's gym, swimming pool and running track. He was impressed at the size of everything and the facilities that were available. I suggested that we train together every morning, a suggestion that he quickly agreed to. 'I don't know about swimming though,' he said skeptically.
I grinned at him. Finally something I was better at, 'I'll teach you, don't worry,'
He laughed, 'and so our roles are reversed,'
'Don't worry,' I said, smiling seductively at him, 'there are many things I want you to teach me,'
He growled sexily at me, grabbing my waist and pulling me towards him. 'Why don't we start lessons tonight?' he whispered in my ear, his breath tickling me, igniting my arousal.
'Bring it on,' I said, my voice husky with desire. I kissed him slowly and seductively before pulling away. I heard him groan in disappointment as I pulled away. I smiled cheekily at him; I loved teasing him. His eyes were smoldering with longing and I wanted nothing more than to retire to our house with him. After what seemed like eternity, he released me from his arms and said, 'there'll be more of that soon,'
I felt my heart rate rise with anticipation. I couldn't wait.
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