Season for Vampires

Chapter 1

"Do you really expect me to believe you truly don't care?" Elena challenged.

"Yes, because believe it or not, I don't!" he responded dryly.

"Well, I don't. I know that deep down you do but you pretend not to."

"I can't let what I do bother me. I have to survive and like it or not, Elena, I'm not human. I have to feed off humans to survive!" he snapped.

He was avoiding her eyes when he spoke though so she went in front of him and took hold of his arm. That got an instant reaction. His gaze shot directly to her hand.

"You really need to stop doing that," he warned.

"Stop what?" she asked, confused.

"Touching me. I'm sure bunny boy wouldn't approve," he retorted.

She flushed and told him, "I'm not doing anything inappropriate!"

"Yet," he challenged with a devilish grin.

Swiftly, she withdrew her hand. "That would never happen. I love Stefan and wouldn't do anything to jeopardize that."

"Funny, you keep telling me that but yet here you are with me telling me that I'm a better man and then your constant urge to touch me. Surely, your feelings for Stefan can't be that strong since you seem to keep tracking me down to hug or touch me in some way," he smirked.

"You're reading into something that's not there, Damon. You and I are just friends," she said defensively.

"Am I? Are you trying to convince me of that or yourself? I think you can't admit that you want me," he said.

She went to slap him across the face but he caught her hand dragging her closer giving her an ominous glare.

"I warned you about that, didn't I? You're not going to be slapping me anymore!" he hissed.

Unnerved, Elena looked up at him. His icy gaze burning into hers were suffused with anger and hurt. She remained silent and tried focusing anywhere else but his heated gaze. Her eyes trailed to his lips. His lips looked so tempting and sensual to her. So kissable. She found herself tempted to kiss him. Slowly she dragged her eyes up to his and found his gaze was still fixated on her. He still had hold of her hand too.

"I think you should go," he told her.

"But, I…," she started but he interrupted.

"I'm not asking, I'm telling you. Go!" he said forcefully, releasing her hand. She stood close to him hesitating.

"Why? Why are you pushing me away, Damon? I want to help," she cried as she brought her hands to his arms.

His eyes widened then narrowed angrily. He slightly trembled in her touch and breathed out harshly.

"You don't get it!" he growled. "I'm telling you that you need to go…NOW! That's a warning because I don't want to be responsible for what may happen next."

She looked at him, alarmed. His eyes burned with anger and she also saw raw need blazing in them too. Dear God! He wanted her as a man wants a woman! She saw the blatant desire in his eyes and was too afraid to look for other signs of confirmation of that.

"You won't hurt me," she said bravely standing her ground.

"Elena, leave…now," he said firmly; evenly.

It was becoming very clear to her that he was beginning to lose control. He started to tremble and his eyes bore into hers. She froze in fear. Had she pushed her luck?

What happened next shocked her to the core. Damon rushed at her in vampire speed pressing her up against the wall near the bookcase. His mouth came down on hers urgently and hard. She felt his tongue part her lips to meet hers. Shamelessly, she felt herself responding to him. He groaned against her mouth.

His lips branded hers with passion as he gripped her hips pulling her against him. She gasped and drew her arms up around him returning the kiss. Then she felt his fangs distend when she traced the contours of his mouth with her tongue. 'God, what a great kisser he is,' she thought. His response was a firmer, more aggressive kiss.

He pulled away abruptly, gasping. "Elena, you should go and be quick about it," he warned.

She looked at him confused and a little nervous. His mouth swollen from her kiss, his eyes red and surrounded by veins, and his fangs distended. Stubbornly, she stood her ground. "I'm not afraid of you, Damon."

"Then it'll be up to you to explain to Stefan what will happen next," he said coming fast at her again, pressing her against the wall with his body more flush with her. She felt the evidence of his desire pressing demandingly against her and let out a groan. She froze in panic though when she felt his fangs press against the vein in her neck.

"Damon…please," Elena pleaded nervously.