The Tease
4
"Please... Damon... stop... stop... stop..." Elena whispered pleadingly, the pauses growing longer with each stop, as she struggled to control the spasms that were tearing mercilessly through her body. She was sorry for the tease that had begun this nightmare, she had told him that many times in the past few hours, but Damon was relentless in his torture and refused to listen to her pleas. Even as she shook and bucked, Damon continued to punish her with his tongue. "Please!" The scream came from her mouth with so much repressed need that it was like a screech from a wild animal. Her heart was throbbing so heavily in her ears that he must be able to hear it too.
"You don't want me to stop, Elena." he told her confidently from between her legs, "Stop bitching." He was going to make her think twice before pleasuring herself in the future, by the time he was done with her. He knew what to do with his mouth to make her beg.
"Damon!" she called out as another orgasm came over her, sending her to a place Stefan had never brought her to before. She wanted more, but she didn't. She wanted him to stop, but she would die if he did. With all these conflicting desires fighting for dominance inside her, she felt as though anything he gave her would be what she wanted.
There was a knock at the door and the vibrations of Damon's growl almost sent her over the edge all over again. "Not... now..." she managed to call through the ecstasy at whomever was at the door. She couldn't help but give a little yelp as his tongue ventured far into her. Please don't let it be Bonnie, was her first thought Her second thought was that if it was Stefan she would be saved. "Is everything all right in there? Should I call someone, the police?" The accented voice continued in a more timid tone.
Damon raised his moist face, smiled wickedly at Elena's blazing cheeks. "C'mon in..." he told the woman at the door, tracking her movements by sound as she used her key-card to enter without once taking his eyes from Elena's. The cleaner gasped at the sight of the naked woman sprawled in front of the equally naked man, turned to leave, but got no further than putting one shaking hand on the door handle before a hand went to either side of her waist.
"Why don't you join us, Marie?" he asked smoothly after taking a peak at the name tag pinned at her breast. He turned her around, she was so petite that it was an easy thing to do, and held her face still as she struggled against him. "We needed a third participant for a real managé a tois, and you look perfect..." His eyes were blazing with the power he was using to compel her, and he could see that in only a matter of seconds he had her under his control.