The night air was cool and fresh outside her window. He had been watching her for a few weeks and tonight would be the night he would finally have her. He tested every window after she turned her light off and went to sleep. The window by the bathroom was open, he had watched her from it as she showered. Her wet body steaming as she walked out of the bathtub. He almost took her right then and there, but he would have to wait. The timing had to be perfect.
She had invited him in before so he was aloud in the house. His curse wouldn't stop him tonight. He leaped into the house and landed silently, predator-like reflexes kicking in as he smelled his prey. He stalked through the house with expert silence, if this was going to happen he needed to be quite about it. Her bedroom door was open, but as usual he hesitated at her door, as if he wouldn't be aloud back in. after a few seconds he got his nerve up and sauntered in.
She looked so beautiful as she slept and I took him a few more moments to relish in what he was about to do. She was off limits, his brothers property. But he had to do it…she looked to much like HER. Her hair, her eyes, even her laugh. He had to have her forever.
"Elena." he whispered and pounced.
She was to startled to cry out, but he knew she wouldn't. he had visited her like this hundreds of times.
"Damon? Why are you here? Where's-"
"Shhh…." he hushed her, putting his fingers to her lips, letting his fangs emerge.
Now she began to panic, but she was no match for his strength. Pinning her under him he went for her neck. She let out a small gasp as he bit in, but relaxed. This perplexed him, but he continued drinking. Feeling her get weaker under him, he finally removed his head and bit his own wrist, letting the blood flow into her mouth. She reached up and started to drink, filling herself with his blood. The sudden urge of pleasure rolled through out his body. Stephan would NEVER feel this pleasure, it was all his.
He let her feed until he was absolutely sure she would turn then went back to attacking her neck. This time leaving little butterfly kisses along her neckline. She moaned out in pleasure, fidgeting with his belt. he could feel the erection, and it surprised him. Nobody ever made him feel like this…well nobody in the past few centuries.
He again left her neck and in one swift motion, he tore off her night gown. She continued to work on his pants as he let the realization of what he was doing sink in. Smiling, he stood up and let his jeans and boxers hit the floor, then tore off his shirt. She sat up and pulled him onto the bed, anticipating what he was going to do. Grabbing her legs, he wrapped her around him and entered. She practically yelled out as he began to pound inside her, using most of his super human strength to increase the friction. She arched her back as he pounded inside her, harder and harder, feeling her orgasm heightening. His was going to bad either. He could feel it coming, and they both yelled out as it hit at the same time. He increased his tempo, pumping faster as her moans increased, attacking her lips and chest with his mouth.
Before he realized it dawn was approaching, he would have to kill her now if she was going to turn by daybreak. He slammed inside her one last time them stopped. She was glistening with sweat as he slowly got off her bed and put his jeans on. Then walked over and looked down at her. She smiled up at him and sat up, as if expecting what was going to happen. With the expertise of a two hundred year old vampire he snapped her neck and gently laid her on the bed. It would take about an hour for her to fully change, but considering what they just did, the vampire blood would be although out her system. She would be awake in a few moments. He would wait, just like Katherine waited for him. Elena looked just like her, and it hurt. But now she was his forever.
He looked over at the bed after about ten minutes and could see that she was stirring. He stood and walked over to the bed just as she sat up. Once she saw him, her face lit up and she smiled, revealing perfect fangs.
"Elena…" he whispered, smiling back at her.
"Damon!" she answers and hugs him. He had her now… but he had to make sure this would work the way it was supposed to.
"Elena? Who's Stephan?" he asked and the look of confusion made his unbeating heart leap. And her answer filled him with joy…
"Stephan who?"
A.N: very first fanfic ever so please be nice! no flames so all u haters out there dnt bother commenting i wont read'em, but other then that hope you liked it! :D