Lemontastic: Delena

I awoke to a dark room.

My head was killing me. Everything is fuzzy. Damn, am I drunk?

I didn't know were I was. The last thing I could remember was...Damon.

Damon! Oh no, I had to tell him I didn't love him. He finally confessed his feeling for me, and I had to reject him.

This is killing me. I'm pretty sure I love Damon, but I can't just dump Stefan for him. Then I would be no better than Katherine.

The door opened, and a sliver of light was let in. I squinted, and saw Damon. I ran to him.

"Oh Damon!" I cried. "Are you okay? I'm SO sorry!What are we doing here?"

"Why, In fine Elena. You are here, because I want you to be. And you aren't leaving until I'm through with you".

Uh oh, that didn't sound good.

"Damon, I don't understand..."

"Well, Dragonfly, you say you don't love me, and that's okay, because after I've fucked my little brother – pun intended – you'll realize you love me too."

Oh God, Damon was going to...rape me?

Why did I feel myself getting wet between my legs? This should frighten me, but all I felt was excitement, and very, very aroused.

Damon pulled me forward, and his hands went to my boobs. He ripped off my little nightshirt, and pinched my nipples. He tweaked them, and I moaned.

"Is Elena enjoying herself?", Damon asked, pinching harder.

I moaned louder than before, and felt my legs getting wet.

His right hand started to travel south, and his head bent to my neck, and his fangs scraped across it. For some reason, this made me wetter.

His lips swept along my collar bone, and finally reached my right nipple. He licked it, and without warning pulled it into his mouth, sucking violently.

His hand reached my shorts, and I heard the sound of tearing. He threw my ruined shorts across the room. His hand then parted my pussy lips, and he drove three fingers inside my hole. I gasped, pushing my hips into him, riding out the feeling. He started pumping those fingers, as he kissed me. His left hand joined his right hand, and he pinched my clit. I spasmed, right on the edge of glory -thanks Lady Gaga!- when he suddenly pulled away, snatching that little piece of heaven away with him.

I gasped, disoriented.

"What the hell * pant * did you do * pant * that for?"

"Kitten, I have a diabolical plan, take 2? 3?...well, I don't know any more. Just go lay on the bed."

I did as he said, and he came and crawled on top of me.

"Sleep, my 'Lena, my Angel"

And the world turned to black.