Fantasies

by NB313

Being a guardian is hard, especially when it keeps you away from the one you love...which is why reunions are always fun! Six months away from each other, and Rose & Dimitri are just about ready to lose it...but when they finally reunite, they uncover secrets that will rock their world!

3. Part III

Disclaimer: I do not own VA and thank Richelle Mead for writing such an awesome series.

I know I know…it's taken me a while to finish this series – all I can say is sorry and I hope you like it.

This is a looooong chapter so hopefully makes up for the wait!

Serious Special shout out to:
BookWretched – for being my awesome Beta (check out her stories – they are awesome!)
I really, truly appreciate your efforts and hard-work proofing my work!
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Will Dimitri be able to pull-off all of Rose's fantasies?

Fantasies Part III

ROSE'S FANTASY WEEK

RPOV

I was suffering some serious withdrawal symptoms!

That amazing week, fulfilling Dimitri's deepest sexual desires, felt like a lifetime ago. Reality, it seemed, had other plans, and before Dimitri could carry out my fantasies we were separated again (thankfully for a shorter period, but still). And even after he came back, our schedules were so hectic that we barely saw each other – we even had a few nights were we weren't able to sleep next to one another.

It was very depressing.

I was aching for him again. My hunger for his touch, his lips, his body was insatiable and far worse than it had been when I hadn't seen him for six months. I think that week of sexual adventures had taken my addiction of Dimitri to a whole new level, and now, if I didn't have him for a few weeks I was literally losing my mind!

It was the start of another dull Monday and, as always, we had a meeting with Hans in his office to run over the schedule and plans for the week. Dimitri had left early, leaving only a note and some donuts (as breakfast). Annoyingly Hans had changed the meeting time (yet again!) and as I grabbed a third donut from the plate I realised I was running late – it was pure luck I had woken up early today, planning to go for a run before the meeting.

Stuffing the donut into my mouth, I ran across the Court, swearing under my breath at Hans for being such an inconsiderate ass. Guardian HQ was slowly buzzing to life, the change over from night to day shift unfolding around me. Giving a few nods, waves and smiles I made my way to Hans's office, mindful I was already five minutes late which would most likely earn me a stern lecture if not a cold look. Standing before the door, I took a deep breath to compose myself and let my guardian mask fall into place. With a gentle knock to announce my presence, I opened the door and slipped in.

Only to be grabbed by warm, gentle hands and pushed against the door, slamming it shut in the process. Startled, I stared up to find myself lost in dark chocolate heaven. The click of a lock broke my trance.

"Dimitri, what's going on?" I whispered, my head still hazy from his intense stare.

He gave me a seductive smirk and pushed himself closer so his lips were only a breath away from mine.

"I'm fulfilling one of your fantasies, Roza. You didn't think I forgot, did you?"

God, how could one simple sentence undo a person!?

My core was flooded with fire and molten liquid, the anticipation of what was to come made me rub my thighs together. I was glad Dimitri was holding me, otherwise I would have collapsed into a puddle before him.

He didn't wait for my response, smashing his lips hard against mine, enveloping me completely in all that was Dimitri – my Russian God. The challenge with getting frisky in such situations was the possibility that you would have to stop the activity and adjust yourself very quickly, so we had to be mindful we didn't strip each other completely naked.

Instead we undid each other's shirts (leaving them on), and I left my bra on too (not that it stopped Dimitri from doing wonderful things to my aching breasts). I pushed Dimitri's pants down, along with his boxers, but they remained pooled against his ankles. Unfortunately for me, I had to remove both my pants and panties (and in the process my boots) so he could have better access to the one place that ached for him above all us. My skin prickled in excitement as Dimitri grabbed me by my ass and slammed me back onto the door, being careful to not make too much noise.

We muffled our moans and groans by either burrowing our heads in the other's necks or losing ourselves in deep kisses. Dimitri was unusually impatient (maybe it had to do with the lack of contact over the last few weeks) because next minute his hard cock was slamming into me, making me scream his name against his shoulder, my teeth biting down on his hard muscles. Giving me only a few seconds to catch my breath, he started pumping, hiding his grunts and groans by sucking and biting my neck. My nails dug into his arm as the first wave of my orgasm hit me, but my body didn't get a chance to rest, with the coil already winding up again for my second release.

I was breathless and dizzy, my head engulfed in a cloud of ecstasy. Dimitri slowed his thrusts just enough to go back to my breasts, giving them some much needed attention. I squirmed under his actions, biting my lip hard to hold my voice in. My hands had moved to his hair, grabbing them in fists and pushing his head even more unto my breasts. Having had his fill, Dimitri moved back to claim my lips in his.

I figured he would finish us off against the door, I was so damn close for my second release and I knew he couldn't have been far, but my sexy husband had other ideas. Pulling me away from the door, he led us closer to Hans's desk, still holding me in a deep kiss while we remained connected. Once we were close, he let go of my ass and gently helped me down.

"Bend over Roza" his lips brushed against my ear, before he licked and sucked hard on the lobe, causing a shiver to run up my spine. I did as he commanded, swaying my butt invitingly before him.

He spanked me with just enough force to make me hiss – it was that weird space between pain and pleasure and before I could protest to his naughty behaviour he thrust back into me, making me almost lose my balance. Holding me steady by my hips, he began a steady rhythm that only intensified to a full hard fucking frenzy. It was becoming impossible to hold my moans and groans in, and when we finally climaxed I couldn't help the scream that left my lips, mildly thankful it was his name and not a random scream.

We stumbled around, fumbling to get dressed as we breathed heavily waiting for our heartbeats to return to normal. Luckily no one had felt the need to come and check on us, even with my loud scream. Fully dressed, Dimitri gave me a mischievous grin, and pulled me towards Hans's chair. I couldn't help but giggle, as he sat down in the head guardian's chair and pulled me in his lap. Soon we were busy making out, and had completely forgotten the world – that was until we heard the door knob rattle. Faster than a Strigoi, we sprung apart and fell into the chairs that sat in front of Hans's desk, quickly adjusting ourselves and making sure we looked presentable.

We heard a loud gasp behind us. Our guardian masks firmly back in place, we both turned around at the same time and stared blankly at Hans, behaving like it was completely normal for us to be sitting in his locked office. I was finding it very difficult to keep a straight face, having seen the shocked and confused look on Hans, as he stared at us back and forth with a gaping mouth.

When my lips twitched (I couldn't help it, a girl can only hold in her laughter for so long) it broke his trance and with a loud throat clear he walked in and made his way to his chair. I stifled another smile when my mind flashed to what we had been doing only a few minutes ago in that very same chair he placed himself in. Before he started the meeting I saw his nose twitch as if he smelled something and a strange look passed over his face before he pulled his guardian mask back into place.

The meeting went ahead as normal, though Hans kept glaring at us throughout, maybe thinking he could scare us into revealing what we had been up to. Realising neither one of us was going to crack under his gaze (come on, did he really think we would!) he let out an exasperated sigh once he dismissed us.

We were both just about to leave his office, giddy that we had gotten away with our little naughty activity when Hans decided to give us some parting words.

"Oh Dimitri, one more thing".

Dimitri let out one of his usual Russian curse words under his breath before turning around. I stood frozen by his side, watching the Head Guardian carefully.

"Yes sir?"

It looked like Hans was fighting an internal battle for a moment, before finally allowing a little twitch of his lips to come through.

"I don't think those black panties are mine" he stated, with a slight nod in the direction of said panties.

Dimitri and I held our breaths, our hearts thumping loudly in our chests.

SHIT!

I saw the offending piece of clothing poking out from underneath the small lounge that stood next to the door. In my haste I must have forgotten to put the damn things on. Dimitri was frozen, his embarrassment overriding his capability to move. I, on the other hand, was Rosemarie Belikova and was no stranger to embarrassing situations. Sauntering over, I daintily picked up the panties and carefully placed them in my back pocket.

"Thank you sir, I would hate to have lost those. They are my favourite pair".

Giving him one of my man-eater smiles, I pushed Dimitri out of the office, knowing that if I didn't, my silly husband would remain a statue for the rest of the day.

As the door closed behind us we heard the loud baritone laugh of our commander filter through the thick doors and I couldn't help but wonder (as I led a shell-shocked Dimitri out of HQ) if other noises had just as easily been heard.

DPOV

I don't know if I can do this.

Ask me to face an army of Strigoi and I would be there, leading the charge.

But trying to fulfil Roza's fantasies – God! I don't know if I have the courage to do this!

Getting caught by Hans after our little 'session' in his office was horrific – we were lucky that we hadn't been lectured, or worse, disciplined. I really felt guilty because Roza did so much to help make my desires come true, so why couldn't I? How could I call myself her husband if I was not willing to give her all that I am and fulfil her dreams?

It suddenly dawned on me that it was my quiet, shy nature that was the problem. I had always been a private, reserved person (maybe it had to do with growing up in a house full of women who were loud and opinionated) and this meant I rarely showed emotions in public nor did I share my private life easily with others. Only a select few had insight into my inner workings and I liked it that way. So this task of bringing Roza's fantasies (all of which required to take place in/near public areas) was starting to feel impossible and I really didn't want to disappoint my wife.

One of the few people I dared to share aspects of my private life with was Christian – not only because he was my charge but because we had become like brothers over the years. If there was someone who could give me guidance on this, it would be him.

As we put away the last of the training equipment and made our way back to the locker room to shower and change, I decided to ask him for some advice on the matter.

"Hmm, Christian. Can I ask you something?"

Sharp icy blue eyes stared back at me with curiosity – I think my tone must have indicated that what I was about to ask was not training related.

I took a deep breath and allowed the words to spill from my mouth before I lost my nerve.

"I don't know if you were aware or not, but Rose and I have been...trying something out recently. We, err, I mean Rose, read this article a while ago about, well, about finding out your partners deepest... desires and then, um, fulfilling them. It's supposed to, err, spice up your relationship".

I kept running my hand through my hair, nervous and embarrassed that I was even discussing this with anyone else apart from Roza. How had she ever been able to discuss such things with Lissa? Well the answer to that question was easy – just as easy as understanding why she had no qualms about bringing my desirers to life, while I'm already struggling after only doing one. My beautiful wife was my polar opposite – flamboyant, outrageous, outspoken – she knew what she wanted and wasn't afraid to go after it. It may have seemed like it was all about control – I had more than she did – but really it came down to our personalities. Roza was larger than life and grabbed every opportunity she could. She wasn't shy about things and had no issues expressing herself. I, on the other hand, was methodical (well most of the time) and took my time. I fought with reason, logic and rational thinking, not emotion, so rarely got caught in embarrassing or awkward situations (well, until a certain Dhampir became a part of my life, but that's beside the point).

But now was not the time to retreat and crawl back into my shell. No, now it was my turn to be brave and to approach this like she would – head strong and taking no bull.

I straightened up and stopped walking, looking Christian straight in the eye before I continued. He hadn't said anything, and I knew he was giving me some time to gather my thoughts and continue.

"Look, what I'm trying to say is that Rose wants me to do certain things that well, go against my nature. It's not illegal or anything. Actually, that might be debatable. But the important thing is that it will make Rose happy and I want to make her happy. I just don't know how I can do it".

Christian stared at me quietly for a while before a spark of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"Does this have something to do with Operation Zevk?" he smirked.

I sighed – I guess Lissa had shared that little titbit with Christian. All I could do was nod.

Now it was Christian who became nervous and he gave a little shudder. Understandable, considering he saw Roza as a little sister. I know I would be just as uncomfortable if one of my sister's partners was trying to have a similar conversation with me (well maybe more on the aggressive side and less of the embarrassed). Taking his own deep breath and quickly running his hand through his hair, he gave me some much needed guidance. And it wasn't half bad.

The good thing about Roza's fantasies was that I didn't have to do too much prep work so didn't need a 'secret' operation to give me extra time. All I needed was to look at our schedules and ensure we were at the right place at the right time. This meant I could spread the fantasies across two weeks allowing me the element of surprise.

Checking our schedules for the hundredth time today, I made my way over to the Palace. Roza had a break for the next two hours and so did I. Christian had told me earlier that Lissa was busy in back to back meetings in the large room next to the Council room, which meant her office was free. Keeping my nerves in check and making sure I had my stoic guardian mask on, I made my way to Lissa's private office. Even though she wasn't there a guardian was always on guard, a precautionary security measure. Luckily for me it was Eddie.

When he saw it was me making my way over to him, a grin appeared on his face.

"What are you doing here Dimitri?"

I gave him a small smile in return.

"Rose asked me to meet her here, said she needed to go over some new security measures for the palace". The lie came easily, I just hoped I had convinced Eddie. Now the hard part was getting rid of him. I knew he'd had a long day and had missed lunch (at least that's what his schedule showed).

"Have you eaten?" I asked, my face showing a small slither of concern.

His growling stomach answered my question, causing Eddie to blush in embarrassment.

"No, I promised to cover Ryan's shift and didn't realise I wouldn't have time for lunch".

I had to control the smile that threatened to appear on my face.

"Why don't you grab something to eat? Rose and I will be here for the next two hours discussing security, so we'd be happy to relieve you. I think Christian said that Jill was free too, why don't you meet up with her?"

That did it for Eddie – he didn't need any more incentive to allow me to take over for him. Making me promise to let him know the moment we were done (so he could return to his post), he dashed off calling Jill as he ran towards the entrance.

Waiting for a few minutes to make sure he wouldn't return and that there weren't other guardians nearby, I slowly made my way into the office. Lissa had re-decorated it since she took over from Tatiana, though she still kept some of the regal décor.

I made my way over to the little bar area, perusing the labels of the bottles on display. Christian's words replayed in my head.

"A little liquid courage can help lower inhibition and make any man bolder than he thought possible. Just don't overdo it – you don't wanna get drunk and do something stupid".

Looking at the bottles of liquor I finally found the perfect drink. Pouring myself two shots, I downed them quickly, waiting for the buzz to hit me. In the meantime I messaged Roza, hoping she was still free.

I need to see you. I'm in Lissa's office.

Don't take long.

D xoxox

Now I just had to wait.

I took the opportunity to look around the office, strategizing how I was going to manage ravishing my wife for the next two hours. She had wanted to do it on the desk (thankfully it was tidy), the curved lounge and against the door. I think the shots I had were definitely making me bold, because I was considering a few other places, like the ornate cabinet and the large bay window with one-way glass.

I had just taken off my duster (placing it carefully on the armchair near the curved lounge) and was about to take my shoes and socks off when I heard the small knock.

Taking a deep breath (and another shot) I quickly walked over to the door and opened it enough to peek out.

Roza stood there with a sly smirk, darting looks around as if she was making sure no one had followed her or was aware of her activities. Before she could say anything, I grabbed her hand and pulled her in.

She gasped as I slammed her against the door and started ravaging her. Grabbing her hair with both my hands, my lips devoured hers, our tongues fighting for control. I felt myself harden as soft moans escaped from her lips. She suddenly pulled away, finally noticing the alcohol on my breath.

"Guardian Belikov, have you been drinking?" she gasped in mock shock.

I couldn't help but give her a devilish grin, feeling the liquid courage coursing through my veins.

"Only a couple of shots, to relieve some stress".

Not exactly the full truth but not a complete lie. But Roza was not a fool – she knew how bad a situation had to get before I felt the need to drink, so she saw right through my excuse. I tried to distract her by trailing kisses down her neck, but she was having none of it. Pushing me away so she could look at my face, she folded her arms across her chest and questioned me again.

"What's wrong Dimitri? And don't bother using that lame excuse. I know it's not 'stress' that caused you to drink".

I sighed in frustration. I really didn't want to admit my shortcomings – that I, Dimitri Belikov, had to consume three shots of Russian Vodka to gain enough courage to fulfil his wife's fantasies.

I couldn't even look at Roza, let alone find the words to convey my secret. Roza took a step forward, reducing the space between us, moving my face so we were looking at each other.

"Dimitri, you know you can tell me anything. Please Comrade, what's wrong?"

It was the genuine worry in her eyes that finally broke me and I couldn't stop the words from spilling out. Once I was done, I held my breath, waiting for her reaction. She hadn't said or moved during my little confession and was just staring at me. Before I could let out a sigh of impatience she finally responded (much to my surprise) in a fit of giggles. I looked at her, shocked that this was her reaction to my admission – I'd been expecting tears, screams, even disappointment. She finally pulled herself together, wiping the tears from her cheeks and reached over to pull me in.

"Oh Comrade, I knew my fantasies were going to be a challenge for you. I just didn't realise I had forced my poor husband to turn to alcohol to help him".

I could see she was trying to hold back the laughter. I rolled my eyes at her reaction, but soon felt the worry creep back into me.

"You aren't angry Roza? Disappointed that I had to resort to drinking to help me fulfil your fantasies?"

Any humour I saw in her face disappeared and her eyes softened, bursting with love.

"Dimitri, I'm not naïve. I knew what I was asking you to do wouldn't be easy and the fact that we had been caught by Hans, well, actually I'm surprised you're still willing to fulfil my desires. I half expected you to tell me that that was it, that you couldn't do the others".

I shook my head, determination flooding my very being.

"No Roza. No way would I even dream of backing away from this. You did my fantasies, put so much effort and thought into each one of them. No way will I, Dimitri Belikov, not help bring my wife's dreams to life".

Before she could say anything in return, I grabbed her by her waist and lifted her up, returning her to her previous position against the door. All other words and thoughts left us then and we became busy, exploring each other's mouths and bodies, quickly undressing one another.

It didn't take long to ravage her against the door, the curved lounge and Lissa's desk. But I wasn't done just yet. Quickly checking the time and realising we only had another thirty minutes before Eddie would return from lunch, I grabbed a breathless Roza off Lissa's desk, my mind racing to decide where our final round would end.

She eyed me with shock and lust, her lids heavy with desire and exhaustion.

"What are you doing Comrade?" she whispered huskily.

I gave her a sly grin, trying to catch my own breath.

"Why, Roza, I'm going to make love to my wife against this window".

Before she could respond I devoured her swollen, luscious lips, feeling myself harden once more. I made my way towards the window, with her latched around my waist. Bracing her carefully against the cool glass, I adjusted her until I felt my throbbing tip close to her dark heat.

"Dimitri…" she moaned as I carefully lowered her onto my hard shaft, and slowly started to thrust in and out. My hands and lips kept busy, feeling and tasting every bit of her – her face, neck, breasts, arms, fingers – I made sure to take every single inch of her. I could feel her orgasm build with every lick, caress, nibble, suck and I struggled to keep my own climax in check, as she grabbed my hair hard at the nape of my neck. The fingers of that hand dug into my scalp, while her other hand trailed up and down my back and arms, her nails dragging hard against my skin.

I shuddered against her rough touch and found my thrusts were no longer gentle and slow, but hard and fast. This only caused her to moan louder and me to growl lower until finally our bodies came together. We shuddered and trembled against one another, enjoying the waves of ecstasy and pleasure wash over us.

In between her hard gasps, Roza murmured against my chest five words that always made my heart soar and my soul sing.

"I love you, Dimitri Belikov…"

RPOV

As I made my way towards another boring Council session I couldn't help but think back to our little 'loving' sessions. We had cut it close in Lissa's office (and it didn't help that Eddie finished his lunch break early) but we got out of there without raising any suspicions – or so I'd thought.

The next day I was over at Lissa's residential quarters in the morning, waiting for her to get ready and was so lost in my memories of our time in Han's and her office, that I didn't hear her speaking to me.

"Sorry, Liss, did you say something?"

She rolled her eyes in annoyance and fixed her blouse for the hundredth time.

"Yes, Rose. I said I need to go to my office to pick up some files. Are you fine to come with me?"

I nodded in agreement, trying hard to keep the blush off my face. As always, I entered her office first, letting my eyes take in the surroundings before letting her in. Images of my activities from yesterday flashed before my eyes, as I could vividly recall every single thrust, kiss and moan. I don't think I can ever look at this office the same way again.

I had been so caught up in my memories of our time against the window I yet again didn't hear Lissa's question. She literally had to come over and snap her fingers in front of my face to get my attention.

"What is up with you today Rose? You are constantly daydreaming and this is the second time you didn't hear me talking to you".

I smiled at her sheepishly and apologised.

"Sorry Liss, what were you asking me?"

Her annoyed look suddenly shifted and turned into nonchalant, as she kept moving things around her desk.

"Sooo Eddie mentioned you and Dimitri were in my office yesterday. Care to explain?"

I coughed to hide my little giggle. Of course he did, the little snitch. Though in fairness he probably had bought Dimitri's story and was just relaying events that transpired and was just curious about what sort of 'security' meeting we had. I felt guilty for taking advantage of Eddie's trusting nature but I couldn't reveal this (or the simmering lust that was still left over from the deluge of memories of yesterday's events). Pulling my guardian mask on, I tried to bullshit my way out of this confrontation.

"Yeah, we just wanted to discuss some security protocols for the palace and decided to have our lunch break at the same time. I figured you wouldn't mind us using your office".

I tried to act innocent on the matter, but I don't think I fooled her, especially with what she said next.

"No that's fine. I don't mind you using my office. But was there any need to use my desk during this little 'meeting'? Quite a few things have moved out of place and I know that apart from me, you two were the only other people in my office. Which begs the question, what were you two doing on my desk?"

She raised an eyebrow to emphasise her question and a sly grin appeared on her face.

Damn her anal, neat-freak ways! I guess the cat was out of the bag…

I dropped my mask and gave her my own devilish grin and replied with a little wink.

"Do you really want to know what Guardian Belikov and I did on your desk?"

A look of pure shock followed by slight disgust flickered over Lissa's face. A small moment of awkward silence fell around us before we both broke down into uncontrollable giggles, forgetting for the moment that she was our reigning monarch and I was her guardian.

Smiling to myself as I entered the Council chamber I pushed that memory aside. It was rare these days to have those carefree moments where we could forget our formal roles and act like two crazy best friends sharing their lives.

As I made my way around the chamber I noticed I was one of the first guardians here, so decided to do the usual security measures which required a full sweep of the room and all the entrances and a quick check of the store room to make sure no one was hiding in there like an assassin or spy.

It turned out that someone was in there, but it was neither an assassin nor a spy.

Actually whoever it was took me by surprise the moment I entered the little room (preventing me from turning the light on) and I was just about ready to take them out when the all too familiar aftershave scent of my husband wrapped around me.

I still tried to subdue my 'attacker', pushing back against their weight, causing the door to slam into place while I swung around to trap them between myself and our only exit. Even in the dim room (the only light coming through from the edges of the door that faced the chamber) I could see clear enough to find myself staring deep into dark chocolate pools of lust and desire.

Trying to ignore the fluttering in my stomach I pushed further against the tall, hard Russian body.

"What are you doing Guardian Belikov?"

He replied with a sexy smirk and a raised eyebrow.

"I was waiting for my sexy, beautiful, amazing wife. Have you seen her Guardian Hathaway?"

Haha, the Russian made a funny! I stuck my tongue at him, as the sexual tension slightly diffused for the moment by his attempt at coyness. I tried to move out of his arms, but he wouldn't have any of it and only held me tighter. I shook my head in exasperation.

"Dimitri, what are you doing? I'm on duty in today's Council session, which is about to start in five minutes. So you need to let me go and get your cute butt out of here."

He chuckled at my squirming as I tried yet again to escape the confines of his embrace, and annoyingly dismissed my serious statement. Instead he leaned in, brushing his soft lips against my ear, causing me to shudder as he whispered.

"Actually Roza, I may have done some last minute changes to your schedule, so that Ryan is covering your spot at the Council session. And you, moya serdtse, are free to enjoy my illustrious company for the next couple of hours here in this store room".

I stared at him, shocked that he was fulfilling one of my fantasies by not only breaking some rules (without the aid of any alcohol this time) but that he had gone all out. The thought caused love and desire to boil deep in my veins. I watched as he quietly moved around and turned on some fake tea lights in the room, which created a romantic ambiance. A thick blanket with a small picnic basket was set-up in the corner. Dimitri knew that Council sessions could go for a good couple of hours and my dear husband had made sure we had everything we could possibly need while we were stuck in the room during the entire session.

He stalked over to me, still standing near the door. Reaching around me, he locked the door and trapped me between his arms as his gaze roamed over my face and body. I shivered under that gaze, my skin prickling in excited anticipation, and I could no longer hold back my need for him and his gorgeous body. Arching up, I brushed my lips against his, savouring them and his taste. I guess I was being too slow for him, because the next minute he pushed me hard against the door and his lips were no longer gentle against mine. This kiss was all consuming.

His tongue didn't even bother asking permission to enter my mouth, he just pushed his way in, causing me to moan as his dominating side came out to play. My hands found their way into his soft, silky hair and I just pulled him tighter against me, trying to remove any space that remained between us. One of his hands was lost in my thick locks while the other was sneaking up and down under my guardian uniform. I suddenly felt that there were too many layers between him and me.

As he felt my eager fingers trying to remove his clothes, his own fingers did the same, and it wasn't long before our bodies were bare and we could finally touch every inch of each other. During this entire time, we could hear activity on the other side of the door, as guardians and Moroi filled the room, followed soon by the Queen and Council was called into session. Now the challenge would be to keep as quiet as possible – Ha, challenge accepted!

Even after all these years, my body craved every touch and inch of Dimitri, and I could feel gossebumps spring against my back as his warm hands trailed down from my shoulder down my back around my hips until they reached my ass, where he grabbed them playfully but with purpose as he lifted me up and pushed me further against the door. Muffling our moans and gasps, our bodies writhed against each other. My lips trailed away from his soft, warm lips and made their way against his jaw, neck and shoulder were I couldn't help but give him little love bites, as I tried to control the coil that tightened more and more, letting me know I was close to my climax. Dimitri groaned into my neck, and I could feel him trying to control his own arousal by nibbling and sucking hard against my neck – there was no doubt now that I was going to have some serious love bites tomorrow.

Pulling me away from the door, Dimitri lead us towards the blanket, were he gently laid me down and carefully and lovingly entered me. A small gasp escaped my lips, making us freeze mid motion, worried someone could have heard me. But luckily just at that moment, one of the Princes was being loud and opiniated, and any other noise, like my sex induced gasp, was drowned out.

When we looked back at each other again, falling into our lust-filled depths, we forgot all about our surroundings – it was just me and my sexy, handsome husband. My nails dug deep into his muscular back, pulling him closer to me, while my lips were busy consuming his. I could feel and hear my heart thumping against my sweaty chest, as I inhaled deeply to take in Dimitri's heady scent. I found myself matching his thrusts, as we increased the tempo, but being mindful to not make too much noise. I always love it when Dimitri and I come together, because it's just like any other aspect of our lives when we function in sync. Basking in the afterglow of our climax, we quietly held each other in a tight embrace, trying to catch our breath.

I nuzzled against his neck, borrowing deep so there was no space between us (we were even still connected down there). I could feel calloused fingers gently combing through my thick, slick hair - leaving feathery touches against my sweaty, sensitive skin.

I smiled against his shoulder, feeling a new wave of arousal consume every single cell in my body. I leaned up, letting my lips brush against his ears, as I whispered huskily.

"Ready for round 2, Comrade?"

Let's just say that I didn't have to wait long for his response.

DPOV

I was quite proud of myself.

Sure I had to ask Christian for some help (without revealing too much) and I needed some 'liquid courage' for our little session in Lissa's office but overall I think I'm doing quite well in fulfilling Roza's sexual fantasies. I was really proud of myself that I didn't need any alcohol to pull-off the Council session fantasy.

I think it was a combination of pulling off the other two fantasies (with little to no ramifications) and finding my inner boldness and confidence (that would make Roza proud).

Two days after our session in the store room we finally had the chance to fulfil another of Roza's fantasies. As I made my way towards my office in HQ, I quickly texted Roza.

Meet me in my office in 20 minutes.

Make sure you are wearing your sexy black lace bra, panties and your six inch heels.

And wear your duster over this little ensemble.

Come through the side entrance that's closest to my office.

Love,

D xoxox

I could feel my cock harden in excitement imagining Roza in this little outfit. Quickening my steps, I thundered towards my office, eager to get there and avoid interaction with anyone, especially in my current state.

Roza has never been good with punctuality so I was pleasantly surprised when twenty minutes on the dot a soft knock pulled me from my thoughts. I had spent those twenty minutes tidying up my already neat office and figuring out exactly what I was going to do with my Roza.

The thing about day dreams and imagination is that it's no match for the real deal. As I opened my door to reveal the sexy goddess that stood there, my breath caught in my throat and my bulge twitched in my pants. She was breathtaking, with her smoky make-up and lose bun. I couldn't help but lick my lips in anticipation as I pulled her into my office and locked the door behind her.

She gave me a sly smile, gazing at me through thick lashes, as she licked her own lips while her eyes travelled across my body. She took another step closer and finally let our eyes lock.

"What can I do for you Guardian Belikov?" she whispered seductively.

Reigning in my emotions I stood there, brooding and authoritative. I knew my Roza loved it when I was in command and even though this was her fantasy, I had control over how it played out and I was going to make sure it was done in the best way possible. Taking a step back so my body could lean casually against the side of my desk, I pulled out my phone and picked a song from my playlist to play, making sure that it was loud enough for the room, but not too loud that it carried outside. Roza's eyes widened in surprise when Prince's song 'Cream' started playing through my phone's speakers. Folding my arms across my chest I stared back at her, my eyes hard with desire.

"Dance!" I commanded. And she did.

Swaying in her spot first to adjust to the rhythm I could see her giving herself completely to the song. The first thing she did was release her beautiful hair from the confines of the bun, shaking it lose and tossing it around seductively to the beat of the song. While she swayed she moved her hands up and down her body, her eyes closed as she struggled with some inner battle for control - further confirmed by the biting of her lower lip. My throbbing cock was just about ready to burst out of my pants, and I took the opportunity of her closed eyes to adjust myself quickly and regain my stoic stance. But the thing about Roza is that even with her eyes closed, she is very tuned into her surroundings, and so sensed my movement.

Her eyes flew open, and I could see them darken with lust and desire as they narrowed in on her prey – me. Sauntering over, still moving to the beat of the song she placed her hands gently against my shoulders and I felt my muscles tense under her touch. Smiling seductively at me she pulled her body close to me, and rubbed herself up and down, treating me like her own personal stripper pole. I stopped leaning against the desk and stood erect (in more ways than one) while I tried to impassively watch Roza gyrate and rub against me in her seductive dance. Half way through the song she decided to turn this into a striptease.

Starting from the bottom, she undid the lower buttons of her duster just enough to reveal her black lace panties. I couldn't help the sharp breath that I pulled in at the sight. She struck her left leg out gracefully so it anchored her against my desk as she grabbed my arms and dipped her upper body, letting me feel the heat of her core, the soft brush of her inner thigh, and watch the curve of her delicate neck. Pulling herself up, slowly, she purposefully pushed her core against my body, making my fingers twitch in agitation. Seeing I wasn't swayed by her moves, she decided to take it further.

Quickly undoing the rest of the buttons, she let the duster fall to the ground and with a quick kick moved it out of the way. She returned to me, turning around so her back could rub against my body. I was trembling by now, and I didn't know how much longer I could wait – maybe till the end of the song?

But Roza wasn't going to be patient. Still finding me unmoving and barely reacting, a look of determination crossed her face when she spun to face me again. Grabbing my hands from their locked position across my chest, she used them instead of her own, to feel herself up. Placing them against her soft thighs and guiding them across her hips, waist, breasts (where she allowed them to linger and cup) before moving further up to her shoulder, arm, shoulder, neck and hair. Self-control be damned – I waited long enough!

Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I pulled her roughly to me, crashing our lips together (though not before I saw the smug look on her face for making me crack before the song ended). Frankly I didn't care – I was more than happy to let my wife win these games of seduction if it meant that I took the ultimate prize – her.

It felt like a dam had broken within me, as the surge of lust and desire consumed every aspect of my being and actions. I literally tore her bra and panties off her body, no longer patient or in control of my arousal.

I wanted her now!

She worked just as fast on my pants, undoing the buckle and button and pushing everything down in one motion. She moved her hands to my shirt, but I stopped her with a quick shake of my head. Not understanding my reasoning but trusting it nonetheless, she wrapped herself around me, pushing me back against the desk so I was almost on my back. That wouldn't do – I was in charge!

With a quick manoeuvre I changed our positions so she was the one with her back on my desk and before she could protest (or try to get the upper hand) I thrust into her, effectively making her forget whatever she had planned on doing next. Not giving her the chance to recover, I grabbed her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head, while the other cupped and played with her erect nipples. She moaned and gasped below me, and it was all I could do to maintain enough control to hold off on my own orgasm until I made her come, pounding harder, deeper and faster than ever before. I felt her orgasm crash through her, making her body shudder head to toe, but I wasn't done yet. Pulling out roughly, I tossed her over, so her back was facing me and I slid in again, letting out my own frustrated growl, knowing how much I wanted to come, but wouldn't until I had her coming one more time. I could see her struggling to hold back her screams and at one point she had to cover her mouth to stifle one in its tracks. I pulled her back against me by her hair, pushing it aside to reveal her soft, sweat-drenched neck. Her fingers dug into my hips, pulling me closer to her body and making me dangerously close to my own release. 'Not yet' I growled to myself.

One hand cupping and playing with her breast, I moved her head so it could face me as my lips took over her hands to smother any moans and screams she wanted to utter. With my now free hand, I helped my wife find her sweet release, not once but three times in succession, as I stroked and rubbed her clit. Her soft, slick body trembled beneath me uncontrollably none-stop, shaken by the ferocity of her multiple orgasms. I on the other hand, finally allowed myself to have my own release grabbing her tightly against me, groaning and gasping against her mouth when all I wanted to do was scream her name to the heavens as I felt the most painful and pleasure-filled orgasm rock threw my body – who knew that self-depravation could be so satisfying?

We collapsed onto the floor, next to my desk, completely spent. Our chests heaved and our hearts thundered. I moved a strand of hair away from Roza's blissed out face, as she snuggled closer to me.

"Wow, Comrade. Just wow…" she gasped.

I chuckled against hair, smirking as my ego doubled in size knowing that I, and I alone could cause such a reaction.

We almost fell asleep in our relaxed state, until a knock at my door reminded me of my meeting with Eddie, Ryan and Mikhail regarding an upcoming shopping excursion for Christian and Adrian.

"Just a minute!"

We quickly scrambled to grab loose bits of clothing or hide whatever we couldn't put on. Roza looked around frantically, wondering where to hide. I couldn't help but smile at her panic.

"Have you already forgotten the second part of the fantasy my love?" I whispered against her ear. She answered with a confused look.

"You said you wanted to do naughty things to me in my office, but also some while I was having a meeting sitting at my desk while you were hidden from view. Think you can handle that Roza?"

Understanding flashed behind her exotic brown eyes, before narrowing at my challenging tone. She took a step closer to brush her lips against my own as she retorted.

"Let's see if you can handle me, Comrade".

And with that, she quickly disappeared under the desk wearing only her duster (we had to throw away what was left of her bra and panties, not much was left to salvage). I straightened myself out, making sure my bulge wasn't too obvious (my cock had already hardened at the thought of her waiting for me under the desk) and I quickly unlocked the door and slipped back behind my desk.

"Come in".

In my rush to make things appear normal, I forgot the fact that the room probably smelled like sex. So it was no surprise when the three guardians walked in the first thing they registered was the smell (even if the office looked undisturbed). The expressions on their faces was priceless and I had to keep my neutral guardian mask in place (even though I was half embarrassed half proud like a horny teenage boy showing off his latest conquest). Eddie's shock turned into a full on blush, Ryan had a sly grin, and Mikhail (being the most experienced guardian of the three) kept his stoic guardian mask in place though his eyes shone with recognition.

Nonetheless we were all professionals (so no comments were made or questions asked) and the three grabbed chairs and sat in front of my desk. I tried not to look under my desk, choosing instead to focus on the guardians sitting in front of me. We started to talk about the excursion, who was going, when etc. Roza took that as cue to start her seduction. I had almost forgotten she was there, until I felt her soft small hands slide up along my legs, under my pants. I shivered at her touch (internally of course).

She kept this up for a while, stroking my shins, my calves – up and down. I was glad I was not the one talking when I felt her hands pull out from under my pants and trial up towards my zipper, her target my hard bulge. I coughed to hide the sound of the zipper being pulled down, and was mighty glad I had forgotten to put on my boxers in my haste to get dressed, as I felt her tug my cock free. Even though I tried, I couldn't help but flick a gaze down and almost groaned in pleasure. I could see my temptress peeking out from the darkness, a devilish grin on her angelic face as she licked in anticipation while her warm fingers caressed the length of my shaft. I couldn't help but swallow hard and tried to regain my focus on the discussion at hand.

I let the three discuss the logistics offering a slight nod or shake of my head where needed, praying that I didn't have to contribute anything more than non-verbal cues for the discussion. When I felt her small wet mouth enclose around me, I had to bring my hands down and clench them tightly in fists, trying very hard to not only control my burning arousal but keep myself from grabbing fistful of her hair and guide her around my cock.

Regulating my breathing with great difficulty, and glad that Roza was being very quiet with her activity I shifted slightly in my seat, hoping that the damn discussion would finish soon. The last thing I needed was to cum while the three idiots sat before me. I highly doubted that any amount of stealth would hide my climax from them. Thankfully the discussion wrapped up soon and all three got up to leave. Normally I would have gotten up, out of politeness, but in my current state that was not an option. Instead, I had to pretend that I was going to carry on working on something on my laptop, moving my hands over to the closed notebook, trying to hide the fact they were shaking. Eddie was the last to leave, and he couldn't help but turn around, giving my office a once over, as if trying to look for something or someone.

"Do you know where Rose is?" he asked, trying to keep his voice innocent.

I shrugged in reply, not daring to use my voice in fear of revealing the inner struggle I was facing currently. Roza of course, took the opportunity to quicken her ministrations, her mouth and hands suddenly increasing their speed and ferocity. Thankfully Eddie didn't ask any follow-up questions and left, closing my door behind him. I let out a loud breath, not realising I had not been breathing properly since Roza had started her little play. Pushing away from the desk, I grabbed underneath and pulled her out, hearing her giggle at my eagerness. Before she could taunt me I devoured her lips and slammed her down against my hard cock, making her moan against my mouth. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to have her and with that thought my hips started pounding into her, as my lips made their way hungrily from her lips, down her neck to her supple breasts that were bouncing with our movements. I could feel us edging closer, and closer to our final release and I knew we would have to muffle our screams of pleasure against the others mouth, but before any of this could happen, my office door was opened.

"Guardian Belikov, I was wondering if I could…" Hans stopped dead in his tracks, pausing mid-sentence. Thankfully Roza was still wearing her duster, but the position was still damning. Clenching my jaw tightly to pull myself back from the brink of my orgasm I was able to give Hans a coherent sentence of sorts.

"If you could give me a moment, Guardian Croft, I will come and see you in about 10 minutes". I didn't dare look at him as I spoke, hiding behind Roza while she tried very hard to not burst out laughing in between catching her breath. It didn't take Hans long to regain composure and leave my office, closing the door behind him.

I know he is the Head Guardian, but would it have killed him to have knocked?!

Glad we were finally left alone, I went back to what we were doing – after all I couldn't possibly leave my wife without completing her orgasm. Thankfully it didn't take us long to find our place and in no time at all we came together, muffling our pleasure filled screams and moans against each other's mouths. Damn Hans and his stupid timing! I really wanted to just hold my wife while we came back to Earth from our mind-blowing climaxes but unfortunately I had to go see what he wanted (and I didn't want him coming back to my office).

Roza carefully pulled away and used my boxers (which the sly vixen had hidden in her duster pocket) to clean up any access mess off my pants and herself, making sure nothing was left behind to indicate what had just taken place.

I took deep breaths to bring my breathing and heartrate back to normal, while Roza stood there, with a small smirk on her face. Leaning down to give me a little peck on my lips, she whispered against my ear.

"Have fun at your meeting with Hans, Comrade".

And before I could say anything in reply, she sashayed out of my office, giggling all the way.

RPOV

Damn Hans!

That was the second time he had caught us – well the first one wasn't too bad, but the second time in Dimitri's office – I really felt sorry for my husband and hoped he wasn't in too much trouble!

When I saw Dimitri later that day, he told me that thankfully the incident was overlooked (after all Hans had barged into the room without knocking, and we are married and weren't on duty), but Hans did give a parting comment about trying to keep things 'professional' at work, for the sake of our colleagues. We both had burst out laughing at this, but did agree to keep our shenanigans to a minimum (making out at most) at HQ.

Today was supposed to be the shopping excursion that the boys had been talking about and I knew they were taking Christian's SUV. I wasn't sure if Dimitri would remember my final fantasy, so decided to take matters into my own hands.

I knew the boys weren't leaving till 10am (needing to be on human time for shopping) so I woke up early, had a quick shower and left my sleeping husband in bed, sneaking out to the Court garage. Dimitri had taught me how to 'open' a car without a key (and how to hotwire one if needed). Christian's SUV was parked in the far corner of the garage, hidden in the shadows – the perfect place for us to be without being seen.

I took off my hoodie and shorts, revealing a sexy red lace bra and panties. I had done some light make-up and ruffling my hair a bit, I pulled out the handcuffs that I had brought with me. Before cuffing myself to the back door, I texted Dimitri and prayed no one else came before him.

Comrade

Need help – meet me in Christian's SUV in the garage.

Love,

Roza

I slipped the key in between my breasts, and cuffed myself to the car door. And now I just had to wait.

Luckily my sweet husband didn't take long. I saw his tall form striding quickly through the garage, and with each step bringing him closer, I felt myself getting wetter. Biting my bottom lip to keep myself from moaning in anticipation, I held my breath as he finally reached the door. My form was hidden in the shadows, so he didn't see me in the back-seat.

"Roza?" he whispered, looking around.

"In here Comrade" I replied back, my voice already husky with desire.

When he opened the door and the overhead light came on, I heard him suck in a breath. I gave him the biggest seductive smile I could muster, and flicked my hair back, exposing more of myself.

"I need some help Comrade. I accidently cuffed myself and misplaced my key – can you help me?"

I gave him my sexist pout. I had the satisfaction of seeing him swallowing hard and climb into the backseat, closing the door behind him. Sitting this close to him, I could feel the sexual tension build to epic proportions. I could see him struggling to gather his thoughts so he could speak to me properly.

"Where did you last see the key Roza?"

I gave him a small smirk, and pretended to think about it.

"Hmm, I think I was adjusting my bra, and I don't know, maybe it's in there?"

I always love hearing him mutter in Russian, most of the time he is cursing. I wouldn't be surprised if he was doing the same thing now. I positioned myself so I was facing him a bit better and stuck my chest out as if to help. Shaking his head at my antics (and clearly seeing through my ploy) he reached between my breasts, lingering longer than necessary to grab the key and unlocking my cuffs.

As I rubbed my wrists, I gave him a grateful smile.

"Thank you Comrade. You are my hero. And heroes deserve to be rewarded".

Before he could do or say anything I jumped on him, pushing him back against the seat to straddle him. Taking his lips hungrily, I started rubbing my hips against his already hard bulge.

He moaned against my lips but tried to pull away (much to my annoyance), even though his hands were gripping my hips tightly, keeping me in place.

"Roza, what are we doing? Why are we in Christian's car and just a few hours before I'm supposed to head out with them on the shopping excursion…?"

I couldn't believe it – he had forgotten my last fantasy. I tried not to let it get to me, and hide the tears that were threatening to fall out. I started to pull away from him, mumbling an apology of sorts. Maybe this was too much for him – I really had pushed him to his limits the last two weeks.

I tried to move off him, so I could get back on the seat and get dressed, I didn't want to look him in the eyes, worried he would see the hurt in them. But he knew what I was doing, and grabbed my wrists, keeping me on his lap.

"Roza, look at me".

If I couldn't leave his lap, I would keep my head down. He knew what I was doing, so grabbed both of my wrists in the one hand, which freed his hand to grab my chin and lift my head up.

"Hey, don't be sad Roza. I was just kidding, moya lyubov'. Did you really think I forgot your final fantasy? I was just annoyed you beat me to it so I didn't get the chance to surprise you, so I thought I would mess around with you, that's all".

I couldn't help the gasp that left my lips, shocked at his confession. I wanted to be angry at him, for tricking me and making me upset, but I guess he did have a point. I did jump the gun and ruin this for him by taking over the fantasy. I relaxed in his grip, and leaned forward.

"Ok, I guess we both did wrong here. Me taking over the fantasy and you making me upset. How about we forget this and carry on where we left off, hmm?"

Dimitri chuckled at my blatant seduction, but this time, didn't pull away. Taking my wrists, he placed my hands behind his neck, giving me free reign over his loose hair, which I gladly grabbed and pulled, bringing his head closer to me. It didn't take long for our lips to find each other and our slow, teasing kiss became smouldering and desperate. His warms hands grabbed my hips tightly and helped them as I rocked against his tight bulge.

I pulled away first, gasping for air, and moaned in pleasure as Dimitri's soft lips carried on down to my neck, nibbling and sucking along the way. As I pushed his head further against my neck, and every inch of my body was either touching or rubbing against him, I leaned into his ear, brushing my lips against his lobe, feeling him shiver against me.

"Dimitri, I need you".

I didn't need to say anything further. My Russian God took charge – ripping my panties off and unclasping my bra, he quickly undressed himself (which was impressive in the tight space we were in). He didn't hesitate or linger to pull me straight onto his throbbing cock and started pounding away. We had to be careful to keep the noise level down, but also to not get too carried away, otherwise we would bump our heads against the ceiling (I was surprised Dimitri hadn't banged his head more).

My nails dug into his thick shoulder blades, feeling the pressure of pleasure building within me.

"Harder, faster…Oh Dimitri..." I gasped.

I came undone when his lips found one of my hardened nipples, my whole body trembling from head to toe. But my amazing husband wasn't done and with a quick manoeuvre he changed our position so I was laying down on the back seat and he was on top. It still wasn't enough space, but it was enough for Dimitri to find his momentum again and go that bit extra harder and faster, allowing me to achieve a second, far more intense orgasm and allowing himself to let his own climax come through.

We lay huddled in the back seat, panting and sweaty. Dimitri pulled me in closer to him, caressing my sensitive skin while trailing kisses down my neck.

"You are so beautiful Roza. I hope I have done justice by your fantasies like you had done mine. You really are my reason for living and breathing. I love you, my Roza".

I couldn't help the blush that spread across my face and body at his sweet sentiment.

"You did well Comrade and exceeded my expectation with my fantasies, even though I know how hard they were for you to do. I love you Dimitri. You are my soul and heart".

We lay there for a few more minutes but soon it was time to leave. We quickly got dressed and left the doors open for a bit to 'air' out the car. I decided to leave a little souvenir behind for the boys to find during their upcoming car ride – after all my panties were ripped beyond wear. Another little gift I left behind was a listening device I had picked up from HQ – I was curious to the possible discussion that would occur once the boys picked up what had taken place in the car a few hours earlier.

The shopping excursion was definitely going to be interesting.

DPOV

I was dreading this shopping excursion.

Not because it's a bunch of guys going to the mall – I actually didn't mind that because I knew we would be efficient and be done within two hours. No, it was the journey to the mall I was dreading. Dhampir and Moroi's have sensitive senses, including sense of smell and even though we had aired the car out, I knew it wouldn't be enough and I was worried the guys were going to pick up the smell of sex.

I knew that is exactly why Roza had wanted to do this fantasy – she took some kind of sick pleasure in torturing Christian, who she considered like a surrogate brother. And ideally, if she had let me carry out the fantasy, I would have done it during a time when it would have just been me and Christian driving in the car. But I think she did it on purpose today (of all days) because she knew a larger group of us were going out.

Yup, totally dreading this shopping trip.

Mikhail, Ryan, Eddie, Adrian and Christian followed me towards the garage. I had tried to convince them (unsuccessfully) to take another car, but for some stupid reason Christian was adamant that we take his. Of course I could have come out and said why I was suggesting another vehicle, but I didn't want to have the awkward conversation. So, as we made our way to his car, I just prayed it didn't smell like sex and I could pretend nothing had happened in there only a few hours ago.

We had decided Mikhail would drive and I would sit in the passenger seat. Ryan would sit with Christian in the back seat and Eddie with Adrian in the middle. Even though it was the middle of the day, we always tried to make sure a guardian was always near a Moroi.

Wishful thinking aside, I guess I did forget one factor that could definitely ensure we were going to have an awkward drive – Roza.

It seems my mischievous wife left a little reminder behind of our escapade, which of course Christian had to find.

"Does anyone know who these red panties belong to? Or at least, I'm assuming they used to be red panties…"

I had been in the middle of discussing the latest training techniques with Mikhail when I heard Christian's question. I couldn't help the string of Russian curses that left my mouth.

Everyone in the car looked at me (even Mikhail, who kept his attention between the road and me).

I tried to bury myself further in the seat, but that's impossible when you are 6'7. I kept perfectly still, pretending I hadn't said anything, all the while cursing and thinking of ways to get my revenge on Roza – I knew she had done this on purpose, the little vixen!

"So Dimitri, care to explain?"

I could hear the smirk in Adrian's voice as he asked the question. It seemed all conversation had ceased until the mystery of the red panties was solved. Taking a deep breath, I decided to stick to the facts and keep the details to a minimum.

"They're Rose's"

I heard a range of reactions to that remark, from snickers to a few gasps and a 'come on' from Christian. I stared straight ahead, figuring that if I didn't engage in the conversation maybe they would drop it – I was very much mistaken on that front.

"Seriously Dimitri, what the hell?! Why are Rose's panties in my car and why are they completely in pieces?"

I kept my mouth tightly shut, I really didn't want to answer that question. Mikhail gave me a raised eyebrow, trying to encourage me to answer the question. Releasing a loud sigh I decided the only way out of this would be to just answer their damn questions, and hope they don't ask for too much detail.

"Remember Operation Zevk Christian? And the conversation we had a few days ago? Well let's just say one of her, hmm, 'ideas' was to do stuff in your car".

That wasn't too bad, but I was embarrassed and could feel the blush on my face. There was silence in the car, and I could imagine everyone had turned to Christian for explanation. Christian sat there quietly, digesting the information I had just given him, filling in the blanks on his own.

"OH COME ON! You and Rose had to have sex in my car! SERIOUSLY!?"

This time only gasps and all eyes back on me. I really wanted the seat to swallow me or for us to get attacked by Strigoi, anything to stop this conversation.

"I KNEW IT! I mean I smelt the sex in the car the moment I got in here but I didn't want to put Christian in an awkward situation. But it wasn't him, it was our stoic, serious Russian! I'm surprised Dimitri, I didn't know you had it in you. Kinky!"

I really wanted to punch Adrian right now for his comments, but that would require me turning around and facing the boys in the back and their questioning looks.

The only person I dared to look at was Mikhail, who gave me a shrug and whispered.

"Maybe you should start at the beginning. You don't have to necessarily give us details – after all most of us see Rose as a sister, but a little explanation is probably required".

Damn him and his logic!

Sighing in defeat I started at the beginning – from when Roza found the article on sexual fantasies to Operation Zevk to what we had gotten up to in the last two weeks. I didn't go into detail (if I could avoid it) but I couldn't avoid telling them the gist of the fantasies – mine being mostly role plays and Roza's being centred on 'public places'. I had finally turned to look at the boys as I gave them my explanation, and I could see them sitting there taking it all in, the wheels turning in their heads as they started putting the pieces together.

Eddie gave a loud gasp.

"Oh my god! That day, when the three of us came into your office for our meeting about this trip. You and Rose had been, hmm, doing stuff in there weren't you?"

Poor Eddie, I could tell he was extremely uncomfortable and embarrassed having this conversation, he probably saw Roza as a sister more than any of the guys in the car. I just gave him a quick nod, hoping he wouldn't ask any follow-up questions. But that didn't stop Ryan.

"Wait, where was Rose when we were there? You don't exactly have any good hiding places and I'm positive we would have seen her leave if she had left before we got there".

I felt the blush creep back on my face again and I had to cough to hide my embarrassment.

"Hmm, she was under the desk".

More gasps and snickers from Ryan and Adrian, making me roll my eyes at them. They were enjoying this way too much.

"And I'm assuming Belikov, she wasn't just hiding under the desk? I can't imagine Rose just sitting there while the four of you had your meeting".

I wanted to punch the smirk off Adrian's face – of course he was right, but that was beside the point. So instead of answering his question, I asked my own, deciding to throw the spotlight on my riding companions instead.

"So how about you guys? Do you have any fantasies you wish your ladies fulfilled?"

RPOV

I am a freaking genius!

I knew it was a good idea that I planted that listening device in the car – I felt like a spy. On some level I probably should feel guilty, after all we were eavesdropping on a conversation that our respective partners were having, but still it was too good an opportunity to miss out on.

I convinced Lissa to host a high tea and champagne with the girls while the boys were on their shopping trip, but really it was an excuse to have everyone in the one room to drink, eat and listen in on the conversation that was taking place in the car.

I didn't beat around the bush when everyone was seated and comfortable in Lissa's parlour, telling them the real reason behind this catch up. Sydney and Lissa gave me disapproving looks, Jill blushed at my antics, Sonya gave me a sly smile and an indulgent shake of the head, and Mia, who seemed to be the only one agreeing with my tactic, gave me a high-five.

"Brilliant move Rose! I can't wait to hear what the boys talk about while we aren't there". Mia gave me a huge smile, making me feel proud of my actions.

I had to reveal a bit of the background, especially to explain why I was in Christian's car in the first place. This time I was given looks of approval and some of envy for being so adventurous and daring. But before they could start firing questions at me on the specifics, we finally got the signal connection with the device in the car. We stopped talking to listen to what was being discussed. It seemed like small random conversations were happening in the car. Range of topics were being discussed, from guardian fighting techniques, to some latest video game to what shops they were going to visit on this shopping trip. That was until we heard Christian's exclamation about the panties.

The girls gasped in unison to the boys in the car and all looked at me in shock. I just gave them my proudest smirk. We carried on listening to the whole conversation and I could almost see my poor husband squirming in his seat as he was questioned and put on the spot by the others. I knew Adrian, Christian and to a certain extent Ryan, were not going to let him go easily, so I wasn't surprised when he told them about our little sexual adventures, though he was probably less forthcoming with the details than I had been with the girls (not surprising with his private nature).

When Dimitri turned the tables and asked the boys about their sexual fantasies, the girls crowded closer to the radio, suddenly even more interested in this spying endeavour. First one to speak had been Adrian.

Sydney shook her head in exasperation. "Of course his ultimate fantasy is to have a threesome. Why am I not surprised?!"

We all cracked up laughing, both at Adrian's revelation and her response. But I could see the wheels turning in her head as she considered something.

"What are you planning Syd? I can see the wheels turning. Are you seriously considering this? Who would you be comfortable doing this with? It seems so wrong, like cheating with another person". I retorted. I was glad Dimitri had not mentioned this as one of his fantasies – it would definitely have caused some issues.

Sydney gave me a sly smile before responding to the rest of the group. "Well I was actually looking at some spells recently and found one that allows me to create multiple copies of myself. Of course the more copies I make the more draining it is on my magic, but if I was to create just one copy of me it shouldn't be too bad and we would have at least an hour before she disappeared. So guess it wouldn't be too weird".

We all looked at her dumbfounded with mouth open. Well I had to hand it to her, it definitely was a good compromise and I couldn't see Adrian complaining about the idea of being ravished by not one but two Sydneys. Before anyone could say anything we heard Ryan next revealing his fantasy.

Mia rolled her eyes when she heard what he had to say.

"Of course the idiot can't handle that I dominate in the bedroom. I can't help it if he is shy in the bedroom and I have to take charge. I wouldn't mind him taking charge and tying me up and having his way with me". A dreamy look crossed over Mia's face and we didn't need to ask where her mind had wandered to.

We all burst into giggles – the alcohol was definitely affecting us now and our inhibitions on the topic no longer in place. Before anyone (like me) could give Mia pointers on how to get her man to man-up in the bedroom, the next person to do some revealing (to our surprise) was Mikhail.

Everyone's mouth fell open at his revelation, all except Sonya, who burst out laughing. We all turned to look at her, wondering why she was reacting this way.

"I'm not surprised he wants us to be more adventurous in spirit dreams. It happened a few years ago, when he was in New York on assignment. He had been gone for a couple of months and one thing led to another and well we had some crazy sex on top of the Empire State building. It definitely was one of our best sexual experiences, so not surprised he wants more of those".

We all just stared at her. It was hard to imagine the usually responsible, serious couple being so crazy and adventurous. We were all lost for words, and silence rang in the room, until Lissa released a loud gasp.

"What!? The idiot wants to save me from some icy fortress and play my little hero! Is he crazy!? Does he not realise how cold I would be stuck in a room full of ice?! I understand he wants to use his powers to 'warm' me up, but seriously the logistics of this fantasy are just not even possible". Lissa rolled her eyes, annoyed at Christian's fantasy. I guess she was hoping something simple, and I could understand her frustration. It would be hard to pull it off. Unless…

"Liss, actually it's not impossible. I have heard of some hotels in Northern Europe that are like ice hotels. Of course you will have to reign Pyro in so he doesn't melt the whole room, but it's possible to carry out the fantasy. You guys could plan your next trip away there, and well Dimitri and I won't mind guarding you".

I gave her my most innocent smile, but I knew she saw right through it. She knew I wanted us to tag along so we could spend some one on one time in a cabin, snowed in with nothing but a fireplace and our body heat to keep each other company and warm. Oh and some hot chocolate too. Hmm. I couldn't help but let my mind wonder at the possibilities.

"OH MY GOD! Did he just say he wants Jill to dress up like Catwoman!?" Mia screeched, bursting out laughing. I must have zoned out fantasying about me and Dimitri in a cabin that I had forgotten that Eddie had yet to reveal his fantasy, which from the sounds of things was something around Jill dressing up as his favourite comic character. Jill was blushing furiously and was hiding her face behind her hands. I couldn't help but laugh with Mia as well. I couldn't imagine our sweet, doey eyed Jill dressed like a femme fatale.

Mia pulled Jill's hands off her face and wriggled her eyebrows suggestively. "You know Jill, I think I have a leather jumpsuit from last Halloween when I dressed up as Black Widow. You are welcome to borrow it if you wish".

Jill's blush only darkened further and her mouth opened and closed like a fish as she tried to put words together to say something, but the poor thing was too embarrassed.

By then the boys had reached the mall and I decided we would end the eavesdropping for now and just enjoy the remainder of the booze and food.

Lissa and Christian had already planned on hosting dinner later that night, so the group were together once more. Dinner went by very quickly and all of the couples seemed very eager to disperse and head back to their own homes.

Dimitri and I walked in silence, holding hands, back to our place. I wasn't surprised that the moment the door closed, he had pushed me against the door, staring intently into my eyes.

"What was all that about?" he was clearly questioning the tension that was thick and pulsating throughout dinner and the sly looks the girls were giving each other. Naturally my husband was no fool and he knew I would most definitely be the ring leader. I feigned innocence and tried to push away from him, enjoying this a little too much.

"I don't know what you are talking about Comrade. Now, if you don't mind, I would like to go to sleep". I tried hard to hide the grin that was threatening to split across my face, but Dimitri saw the mirth lying behind my supposedly innocent eyes.

"Roza…"

Damn him and his ways – to this day, all he has to do is say my name in that infuriating manner and I am putty in his hands, willing to reveal all of my secrets and thoughts.

"Fine, fine. So hmm, I may have left behind something else in the car, apart from my panties".

Dimitri just stared at me, waiting for me to elaborate. I huffed in frustration before going into the quick story about my spy-like skills and our little high tea party. I was a bit worried Dimitri would be mad, after all we were eavesdropping and spying on them, so I was pleasantly surprised when he gave off a deep chuckle.

"Oh I guess the boys should be thanking you, Roza. You have inadvertently helped them fulfil their fantasies by letting their partners hear them, without them even having to ask. Oh Roza, what am I going to do with you?"

I was glad he saw the funny side of this all, and was ecstatic when he was pressed himself tightly against me, nuzzling my neck and making me dizzy. I was barely able to answer his rhetorical question, but everyone knows that Rose Belikova always has the last word.

"Oh Comrade, I can think of a few things…"

Zevk = Turkish for pleasure (at least that's what Google translator said)

Moya serdtse = Russian for my heart (at least that's what Google translator said)

Moya lyubov' = Russian for my love (at least that's what Google translator said)

Hope you enjoyed this series!