"How much longer do I need to wait Roza?" Dimitri called out from the living room for the 6th time.

The master of Zen who preached patience was quickly losing his and it caused me to chuckle.

"Don't get your panties in a bunch. I'm almost ready."

I adjusted the top of my outfit, hoping I could cover my scar from the bullet wound, but it was completely visible. No point in hiding it since Dimitri would hopefully see me completely naked very soon.

I had been trying to think of ways to initiate sex with Dimitri that could blow his mind.
The idea came to me suddenly when I was packing to stay with him for a week.

Since the news of Tasha being a criminal rocked my small town, St. Vladimir's was once again left without a dance instructor. That meant that dance and the senior showcase were postponed indefinitely.

I assumed I wouldn't need to worry about what dance routine to perform, but that wasn't the case when I saw the black belly-dancing outfit stashed at the back of my closet.

I would still be doing my belly dance routine, just not for the school.

The skirt reached the floor but had two waist-length slits on either side. The top was nothing short of a bra with thin black straps. Both the top and skirt were trimmed with gold coins that made a clinking noise every single time I moved.

I let my hair flow naturally down my back, just how Dimitri liked it.

Seeing as there was nothing more I needed for my look, especially considering I was just as antsy to get this show on the road as Dimitri was, I stepped out of my room to make my way to him.

In the living room, Dimitri was sitting with his back to me.

"Don't turn around," I warned him softly when I was just a foot away. I dimmed the lights so it was darker and turned on a sensual belly dancing beat, called "Yearning." It was slow and sexy, something that matched the atmosphere I was hoping to create.

As soon as the first notes of the music began to blare through the speakers, I stepped in front of Dimitri.

His eyes widened and jaw literally dropped. "Is this really happening?" he whispered so quietly, that I don't even think it was meant for me.

"Oh yes it is," I told him and began to dance.

I lost myself in the beat of the song and Dimitri's darkening, lustful gaze. I matched every sway of my hips or roll of my torso with the music playing the background. My body vibrated and gyrated like it had a mind of its own and I couldn't remember the last time I felt so sexy and feminine than I did in this very moment.

With every move I made, my body got closer and closer to Dimitri until I was standing right in between his legs.

"You're killing me Roza," he groaned out as I moved my bottom against his lap, purposely nudging against his hardening length. His knuckles were white as he gripped the armrest of the chair tightly. That didn't stop me though. I placed my hands on his knees, and moved my body in a circular motion against his lap, savoring the sound of the groan of pleasure that left his lips.

"Can I touch I you? Please let me touch you," he whispered in my ear and my body seized its dancing. There was such a vulnerable ache in his voice that I no longer heard the music in the background or my plan to finish this dance through.

No, all that mattered in this moment was me, Dimitri, and the need I heard in his voice. I turned completely around in his lap and placed either one of my legs outside of his so I was straddling his waist. Without wasting another second, I wrapped my arms around Dimitri's neck and all but slammed my lips against his. He trailed his hands down my back and gripped my hips tightly, pulling me closer to his chest.

"What about your dance?" He asked in between our kisses.

"Fuck the dance, I need you. I need to feel every inch of you inside of me," I breathed into his mouth.

"Do you remember our first night together?" He asked, his brown eyes shining with lust. "You were so wet and aching for me. Just like you are now, aren't you Roza?"

I ground myself hard against Dimitri and nodded. "Yes," I admitted.

"I was hard on you for the longest time. I still remember the sounds you made that night."

"You were so big," I told him breathlessly.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked as his fingers crept beneath the slits of my skirt and dug into the soft flesh of my backside.

"No, but you left me so sore. I didn't know how I was able to walk the next day."

"You wanted more the very next morning. You needed it."

"Yes," I told him. "I wanted you so badly. I still do."

Dimitri swallowed the rest of my words as he covered his mouth with mine. His tongue wrestled with my own and I quickly let him take over. Usually, I enjoyed showing him my own strength, even in bed, but I could feel in Dimitri's straining muscles, his powerfully bruising kisses, and his manhood pushing against my clothed sex that he needed this more than I did.

"Let's go upstairs." I felt air bound a moment later once Dimitri stood up on his feet. I quickly tightened my legs around his waist and allowed him to walk the both of us to his room. Our room.

I tangled my hands into Dimitri's hair and guided his lips back to mine. Finally, I felt Dimitri slow his steps, before the soft fabric of his sheets met my back.

The high intensity of our touching and kissing immediately fizzled down.

And we both realized how significant this moment was. Our bodies reconnecting again after coming so close to losing each other. It made us slow down and value what we were about to do. We had come too close to losing it all.

Dimitri's hands grazed up my smooth legs until he reached the waistband of my skirt. He hooked his fingers onto the material and I lifted my hips, so it was easier for Dimitri to rid me of my skirt. He gently placed it on the chair in the corner of his room, but didn't give the same respect or care to my lace panties that he practically tore off of me.

I giggled at his alternating roughness, causing him to explain himself. "I'm trying really hard to be gentle with this outfit. You need to dance for me in this little number again." I enthusiastically nodded and bought his lips down to mine for a quick kiss.

"Now how do I get this top off?" he asked me and I turned around between his arms so I was lying down on my front. The top of my outfit tied from the back like a bikini and all Dimitri had to do was loosen the knot for the material to come off. Dimitri brushed my hair away and placed it over my right shoulder. I felt him press a kiss on the back of my neck and continue further down until he reached the knot of my top. Slowly, he loosened it until the fabric parted to the sides, leaving my back completely bare.

Dimitri continued to kiss his way down my back, and didn't stop until he reached my butt. I felt him lightly nip against the right cheek before he switched over to the left.

"So soft and all mine," he mumbled against my backside. I felt Dimitri kiss the soft flesh before gripping both cheeks in his large hands. "There's so much I want to do to you, with you. I don't know where to start."

I looked back at Dimitri over my shoulder and saw him staring at the supple flesh of butt.

"Tell me," I whispered.

He squeezed my cheeks again and parted them. "I dream of taking you here," he spoke as his finger trailed down the middle and pressed against my tight, back hole.

I sighed in pleasure, wanting the same thing Dimitri did. "Why don't you?" I asked him.

He tore his gaze away from my butt and looked into my eyes. "I want to, I need to, but not tonight. Tonight, I need to feel you cumming around my cock."

I moaned at Dimitri's promise, feeling the area between my thighs clenching in anticipation.

"We have all week," I told him.

"We do have all week," he repeated and leaned down to kiss me. As his tongue moved against my own, I turned myself over onto my back once again. Without breaking the kiss, Dimitri grabbed the straps of my top and slowly pulled it down arms before throwing it somewhere behind him.

The cool air instantly hit my breasts, causing my nipples to harden even more. I wanted to feel Dimitri's skin against my own so I moved my own hands to the bottom of his shirt and tugged on it. Dimitri got the hint and pulled away long enough to take his shirt off and discard it onto the floor.

Pulling Dimitri back against me, I moaned as I felt his chest hair brushing against my sensitive nipples. Dimitri took his mouth away from mine and began to trail kisses from my cheek down to my neck. He left open mouth kisses everywhere he went and I was sure he was leaving his mark behind.

I sighed his name over and over again as I felt him brush his lips against my cigar burns. Then, he moved his kisses down to the center of my chest.

Suddenly his lips stopped moving and I felt him drop his head onto my chest. I lifted my head to look down at him. "Dimitri?"

I heard no response but felt a drop of wetness against my chest causing me to quickly sit up. Dimitri was forced to sit up too, but he kept a tight hold against my waist. He wasn't looking at me. No, he was staring sadly at my chest, right where my bullet wound was.

I took Dimitri's free hand and placed it on the wound, making sure he felt my heart beating right beside it. Both of my hands covered his and I squeezed it to let him know I understood where his sudden change of mood had come from.

"I can't believe how close I came to losing you," his voice cracked and I bit the inside of my lip from crying from the guilt and sadness I heard in his voice. "I thought I would never get to kiss you or tell you how much I loved you ever again. I had never been so scared in my life Roza." I squeezed his hand again, this time more for my benefit than his. "And all for me. You risked your life to save me."

I moved my right hand to his face, forcing him to look away from my chest and into my eyes instead.

"And I would do it all over again," I promised him darkly. To have him here with me- happy, healthy, and breathing, I would do all of this over again.

Before Dimitri could voice his guilt again, I pushed against his shoulder and switched positions so he was now below me. Just like Dimitri had done, I trailed kisses on every inch of skin I could get my lips on. I left open-mouthed kisses on his neck, down his chest, only pausing to circle his nipples with my tongue.

Dimitri tangled his hand into my hair to bring my mouth back against his and kissed me roughly, letting his tongue explore my mouth. I didn't let that stop my hands though. Reaching between us, I quickly fumbled with his button and zipper, and yanked both his jeans and boxers down his legs so both articles of clothing were in a heap on the floor.

Now that we were both bare, I sighed as I felt the head of his member brushing between my slick lips.

"Dimitri," I moaned as the tip nudged against my clit.

Dimitri quickly switched our positions again so he was once again on top. He wasted no time in leaning down and capturing one of my nipples into his mouth. He suckled roughly on the hardened peak as his hand came up to give the same attention to my other breast. Satisfied by his work, he switched over to my left nipple, giving it the same rough treatment as he did to right one.

By now, I was a writhing, soaking mess. My hips kept lifting to feel more of Dimitri against my clit and I could feel my essence begin to drip down the inside of my thighs.

"Dimitri, please," I begged him, digging my nails roughly into his shoulders. He released my nipple with a pop and trailed his kisses down to the apex of my thighs. He only paused to kiss the scars on my hips, before making his way further down.

"You haven't cum on my tongue in a really, really long time," he whispered against my soft flesh. For both of our benefit, his mouth surged forward and he attached his lips around my bundle of nerves, causing my to cry out.

From his nose to his chin, Dimitri pressed himself against me until I was all that he tasted. I reached down and tangled my fingers roughly into his hair, gyrating my hips as his tongue insistently flicked against my clit.

"Fuck, yes keep moving like that Roza," he moaned against my flesh. I obeyed immediately and as my pelvis began to rock against Dimitri's mouth, he enclosed his lips around my clit and sucked on it. Dimitri's tongue sent shivers through my body as he licked every inch of my pussy he could. Without warning, my first orgasm of the night rocked through my body and the tension I felt in the pit of my stomach snapped free. Dimitri lapped up all I gave him, running his tongue over my slit lovingly, helping me ride out the waves of my orgasm. When it was all over, Dimitri lifted his head from between my thighs, his mouth slick with my juices. He surged forward and crashed his lips against my own, allowing me to taste all that he had done to me. I felt the bulbous tip nudging against my inner thighs, and I opened my legs wider for Dimitri.

He released my mouth and went to grab at something from his nightstand, but I stopped him.

"We don't need that, I got on the pill," I told and saw his eyes widen in surprise.

While I was still in the hospital, I grabbed the first nurse I could get my hands on and asked them what the procedure was to get me started on birth control. I knew I wanted Dimitri all of the time and didn't want the fear of being unprotected to stop us from making love.

"Even better," he whispered against my lips.

Dimitri palmed his hard and heavy cock, rubbing the leaking head between my lower lips. He groaned at the friction and leaned over me, bracing himself on his hand.

"Please," I whispered and Dimitri directed his cock into my tight heat. He teasingly inched his way in, allowing me to feel every vein of his cock until he was buried to the hilt.

Both of us released a sigh of relief and pleasure at finally being joined after so long. I felt like I was home.

"So tight and all mine," he whispered before leaning over me on both hands. Dimitri set a steady rhythm of snapping his hips against mine, his pelvis brushing against my clit with each stroke. He lowered his head and took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking on it roughly.

"Faster Dimitri," I cried out. I dug my fingernails into his biceps as the familiar knot began to form in the pit of my stomach. Dimitri grunted as I clenched around him, moving forward on his knees and leaving no space between our bodies.

Beneath my hands, I could feel how hard Dimitri was straining himself. His eyebrows were scrunched together and he lowered his lips to my neck.

"Let go Dimitri," I pleaded into his ear. Taking his earlobe between my teeth, I bit down. "Let me feel all of you." I purposely tightened my inner muscles around him again, emphasizing how I needed this just as much as he did.

Dimitri grabbed my hands off his arms and intertwined our fingers together against the bed.

"You sure Roza," he asked though he had already begun to thrust harder.

"Yes, god yes!" I begged and that was all the encouragement Dimitri needed. He pulled away enough so only the head of his cock remained inside of me, before thrusting back so hard I thought I would explode.

There was nothing I could feel, hear, or think aside from Dimitri. Dimitri's cock hitting that spot deep within me. Dimitri's strong scent of sex and aftershave filling my senses. And Dimitri's grunts and moans reaching my ears and matching my own sounds of pleasure.

Dimitri reached between our joined bodies and rubbed his finger against my clit. "Let me feel you cum on my cock Roza." A sob like cry ripped through my lips as the tension in my stomach broke free. Waves after waves of pleasure coursed through my body as I practically screamed Dimitri's name.

He allowed me to ride out my orgasm, his own thrusts becoming uncoordinated. A few thrusts later, Dimitri buried his cock to the hilt before releasing his warm seed deep inside of me.

We stayed connected like that for a long while, savoring the closeness and waiting for our breathing to go back to normal. Dimitri rested his forehead against mine, his beautiful brown eyes staring into my own.

"I love you so much Roza," he whispered against my lips. He pressed his lips gently against mine. "So, so much."

"I love you, too." Pressing one more kiss onto my lips, Dimitri sat up and slowly pulled himself out of me. I whimpered as he slipped completely out, our combined fluids from our lovemaking causing the inside of my thighs to grow sticky.

"Perfect," he whispered at the sight and I felt myself blush. Dimitri stood up and walked out, coming back quickly with a warm, wet washcloth. He sat himself on his knees again and rubbed the cloth against my lower lips, wiping away all of the evidence of our lovemaking. He threw the cloth into the wastebasket in the corner before laying himself beside me.

Dimitri pulled me onto his chest, running his fingers through my hair. "How do you feel Roza?"

I released a sigh and tried to find the right words to explain what I was feeling. I felt what I often did when I was with Dimitri, and that was a self-affection. He made me feel at ease in my own skin. He made me love myself again. . Dimitri had seen me at my absolute worse considering he was the one who had found me in Nathan's loft. He had seen me at some of my weakest and lowest points of my life.

And not once did he look away.

He never judged me, he stayed with me throughout everything, and I love him so much for it.

"I feel perfect," I told him. "Listen there are things I want to say right now, and not again because we're moving forward with our future and I want to leave certain things in the past. When I moved in with you all those months ago, the only thing I looked forward to in my life was the day I would finally die and leave the memories of everything I went through behind me."

Dimitri's arm tightened around my waist at my statement. I rubbed my hand across his chest and continued.

"And then I got to know you, your kindness, and your love. You didn't have to touch me for me to know that I belonged to you. What I want to say is that I will forever be grateful for the change that you bought into my life. It is something I will never forget. You saved me Dimitri and the only thing that is greater than the love I feel for you is my gratitude."

Dimitri grabbed my chin and slammed his lips against mine, pouring all of his love and emotion into it. I could feel tears pricking my eyes, but kept them away. We pulled away from each other, but kept a tight hold on each other.

"If there is anyone who deserves to have a happy ending in their life, it's you. Despite all you went through, you didn't become cold or angry. I did what was easy for me, which was loving you. You did the rest. My heart is yours Roza. No matter where we go, my life and my love will always be yours. I love you."

"I love you, too," I told him, swallowing the emotions I felt, before resting my head back on his chest.

We lay like that for a while, running our hands lightly over each other.

"One more thing," I heard him whisper.

I felt a cool sensation on my finger. Lifting my head, I saw the familiar gold band shining on my ring finger.

"Your mine and I'm yours, please don't ever take this off again," Dimitri said with so much love and vulnerability in his voice that it bought tears to my eyes.

"Never," I told him. I leaned up and placed a kiss on his lips. "Never."

A while later, I heard Dimitri's breathing even out. Peeking up, I saw that he had fallen asleep. I carefully maneuvered myself out of his arms and stepped out of bed.

Grabbing my phone, I quickly looked at the screen to check the time and date. It was past midnight now.

I picked up Dimitri's discarded shirt and put it on quietly and quickly. Taking one last look at my sleeping man, I stepped out of the room and tiptoed downstairs.

There was a lot on my mind still, even though I felt physically exhausted from my lovemaking. I reached the door in his kitchen that connected to his back yard. Through the clear door, I could see it was lightly raining, and despite that, I still opened it and stepped outside.

Everything was slowly starting to fall back into place in my life and it was a blessing.

It was May 5th now, exactly one year since I was first taken, and every aspect of my life seemed different from then.

My personality, the people close to me, and my overall attitude of life had changed.

I closed my eyes and lifted my face to sky, feeling the shirt I was wearing become soaked completely through. The rain felt like it was washing away the trials and tribulations of the last year. The air felt cool and refreshing against my skin, and I could feel my heart softening once again.

I opened my eyes and looked as far as my eyes would let me. With Dimitri sleeping soundly upstairs and a new year ahead of me, I felt excited about living.

It comes with immense happiness and a bit of sadness that Her Guardian is now completed. THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU to every who favorited, followed, and commented on the story. I genuinely took every review, whether it was advice on how to better the story, criticism, or appraisal to the heart and tried to create a story that all would love. I really hope I did these characters justice. Thank you once again to all of the readers. Love you all!