I wasn't exactly sure what had just happened. I had mustered up all the courage and strength I had left, preparing to leave him there. My chest was aching as I stood. Then suddenly we were in his room.

His hands were consuming me, his lips soft and hard against mine. He wound his fingers into my hair and pulled me impossibly close to his body. I could feel him, every inch of him. This was what I had wanted all along, to finally be with him. To finally finish what we had started before he broke the lust spell earlier this year. But something in the back of my mind kept shouting that this was wrong somehow. He was my mentor. He would be fired and I would probably be expelled. I couldn't risk that, not with my duty to protect Lissa. I tried to pull away from him, but my hands just tightened around his hard body. I tried to tell him to stop, but my lips just kept moving with his. That voice in the back of my head was starting to get louder though. The voice of reason. It had been Dimitri's voice at the ski lodge, but now it sounded more like my mother. Gross. That connection should have blanched my skin, cooled the scorching heat coming from my body. I kept hearing it say, "Remember your duty."

Oh, shut up already, I thought.

Dimitri pulled back for moment to look into my eyes. He was looking for me to stop him. To tell him no, we can't. Like hell I was going to say that. I looked back into his hungry eyes. I didn't need to say anything to let him know I wasn't leaving.

His hands found their way under my shirt, moving fluidly over my stomach and around my back. He pushed it up over my breasts, exposing my bra. Even though it was a sport bra I still looked damn good in it. He pushed my shirt over my head, letting my hair cascade down over my body. He took a moment to take in that image, then his lips found mine again. Dimitri was a great kisser. In the few fleeting moments we had kissed before the fire of just touching him made me crazy. Now feeling the full uninhibited wrath of Guardian Belikov was intoxicating. There were no lust spells, this time it was all us.

"Roza..." he whispered into my ear. I could have died right there. A soft moan escaped from my lips, I don't think I could have formed words if I had even tried. I just kissed him back in response. He backed us up to the bed, falling onto me. I was tough enough to take the weight of his body, but he held himself up anyway. He started kissing my neck, driving me even further into oblivion. My hands reached under his shirt and felt his hard chest heaving with every breath. I pulled it off him tossing it aside. I marveled at his body, heat rising up from the center of my being and exploding from every surface of my skin. I shuddered with the pleasure of seeing him half naked and finally being able to take the time to enjoy it. He flew to my skin again, his hands caressing every inch of flesh that was exposed. Moans were gasping out of me every time his lips met my skin. He was working his way south and I realized where he would end up. I let out a huge moan as he kissed my stomach and his fingers found their way to waistband of my pants. I think I heard him chuckle.

He ripped my pants off in one fluid motion so fast I wasn't sure what had happened. Suddenly my legs were exposed, one of his hands gripped my calf while the other stroked my thigh. His tongue dancing across my leg. The only words I could form were more moans and gasps of pleasure as his lips made their way to my core. I'd never wanted anything so badly in my life.

His mouth pressed against the thin fabric of my panties, he breathed a sigh and let out his own moan of pleasure. His hands made their way under the fabric and those were tossed aside more swiftly than my pants had been. His fingers traced along my mound as he watched my face.

I couldn't take much more. I wasn't one for begging, in fact, it was usually the other way around with me. But I thought I would explode if he didn't start kissing me again. A smile grew across his face watching me writh in agony. He plunged his mouth onto me then, licking and kissing until I was exploding. I was sure I was being loud, but I didn't care. All that mattered was that he was finally giving me what I wanted most. I came against his mouth, my back arched up and my legs shook. I gripped the sheets and nearly tore them off the bed. Suddenly his lips were back on mine. Damn, he never missed a beat.

He sank into me, I could feel him thick and hot beneath his pants. My hands made their way to his belt and undid it. He never stopped kissing me. His lips moved from my mouth to my neck, to my breasts as he slowly raised himself up and took his pants off. He grabbed my waist and pulled my closer to him. He was kissing me again, his soft lips ravaging my flesh. I could swear I felt teeth in some of his kisses. A part of me longed for him to bite me, but I knew it wouldn't be the same ecstasy it was from a Moroi bite. But that was nothing compared to the absolute pleasure I was about to experience.

Dimitri ran his hands over my body again. "Is this real?" he whispered into my neck.

"I hope so," my hands were tangled in his hair.

"It feels like a dream." He pulled away to look me in the eyes again, our bodies pressed to one another, waiting for the moment when we could finally be together.

"Then I don't want to wake up." I looked into his eyes knowing in that moment I would be his forever. I would do anything for him, I would die for him.

Shit. That was not good.