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it took me a little longer than expected but without further ado Chapter 6 ;)

Damon staggered raising himself back on his feet. Elena's mouth gaped open in fear she slowly backed away for the kitchen door. Damon pulled the metal out of his neck and his eyes stared into Elena's as he pulled it out not even flinching. He watched her relief drop and terror replace it.

"Run" Damon uttered.

Elena stood there frozen in fear as Damon retaliated from her frivolous attack. Damon was glaring at her with a ravenous expression that made Elena's skin crawl. Every muscle in her body yelled at her to run but she couldn't get herself to. Since she knew the inevitable end. That fact was enough to let the tears she'd been holding back escape down to her cheek. Damon smirked at her lack of action. And took a predatory step forward which caused Elena's heart to stop for a moment. Elena's mind was flooded with feeling of anguish and fear.

But her most basic instinct to survive won out and with that Elena sprinted as fast as she could through the kitchen door. As soon as Elena began her pointless escape damon was one step ahead. She was running and God did he love it when they tried to run, he smiled slowly. There wasn't anything light or happy in the way he smiled it was malicious and numb. Damon had to applaud her little "stunt" it was futile and infuriating but still it was pretty bold. He had to punish Elena for her actions. Damon smirked deviously at the notion. Let the games begin.

Elena ran up the stairs only to find herself lost in the maze of hallways and rooms. Her feet hitting the cold wooden floors for what seemed like an eternity. Elena felt like she was just going in circles. Her breathing was hard and labored her legs were throbbing and so was her head. More tears leaked out of her eyes she didn't know what Damon will do once he gets his hands on her. The thought of Damon sent a flurry of anger mixed with panic through Elena's body. And as if by cue Damon's humorless laughter floated in the air around her, menacing and entrancing at the same time.

She whipped her long brown locks around to find what she'd expected. Nothingness. Elena whimpered as she felt the brief taunting warmth of another body behind her and then just as fast as it appeared it vanished. Damon was playing with her and it was working.

"That hurt Elena. You need to be reminded of your manners" Damon's captivating voice purred in her ear.

Before Elena could get the chance to run Damon grabbed her arms. Elena cringed at the contact of his hands on her skin. Memories of her wet dream just mere hours ago replayed in her mind. The places on her body where his lips and his hands once touched yearned for his attention. Elena's face flushed as she remembered how he brought her to oblivion with his hands.

Damon picked her up and threw her over his shoulder and she began kicking frantically. She fought against him with a fiery resolve but it was useless ,if he wanted to keep them in that position that was what he'll have. But Elena didn't let that stop her. She clawed at him digging her nails into his back. Damon growled sensually. That sound made her yearn for his touch and made her sick to her stomach at the same time. Elena's thrashing and the soft sounds of her struggle made Damon's cock push against the now too tight confines of his pants.

"Let go of me! Let me go asshole!" Elena spat.

"Quite the mouth on you. I think we need to find other things to occupy it's time with" Damon suggested the smirk on his face obvious in his voice.

Elena just hung there frozen and reassessed his statement. He wanted to have sex? Elena's inner voice yelped. She was a virgin and it was going to stay that way until she was married. And plus she wanted her first time to be special. He's a vampire how much more special can it get? her horny conscience argued. She reminiscene about the way his lips enveloped hers how the slightest brush of finger tips sent electricity down her spine. Elena was torn from her silent arguement as she fell back against the bed.

The truth dawned on her Damon didn't give a flying fuck wether she wanted this or not. He wanted it and that was all that mattered. Once Damon's hold on her recoiled she leaped off the mattress. Damon reached out easily and caught her ankle pulling her underneath him. Elena let out an earsplitting scream as Damon settled her below him. His stiff erection pressing at her achingly wet core. She couldn't help but not get turned on he was too damn sexy.

"You sick asshole! Get off!" Elena yelled loudly striking his chest with her fist. She knew it got her no where but she still tried.

"Oh I am" Damon leered.

Damon captured Elena's lips viciously. His tongue demanding entrance into her mouth while simultaneously grinding his hips into hers. Elena slipped and let him deepen the kiss and she moaned. Elena felt his chest rumble as he stiffled a laugh against her mouth. Elena strived to escape his touch it made it hard for her to think straight. She kneed him at his golden spot and as Damon was briefly diverted pushed him off her. Damon was hella pissed off at her at this point. He was just getting turned on by the chase. Elena didn't reach very far when Damon had his strong grip on her again.

Before thinking rationally the palm of Elena's hand made contact with the side of Damon's face. The loud sound was amplified in the room. Elena knew she made a bad move. Damon looked unfazed ,it hurt her more than it hurt him. Damon struck the side of Elenas cheek and her skin turned red. It stung, the power of the blow made Elena fall to her feet caressing her cheek with her hand. She kicked at him profusely while tears ran heavily down her face. Damon sighed and picked her off the ground and back unto the bed and resumed their possition. Elena was motionless as she saw his hands unfasten his belt with such dexterity.

"You will not move" his voice lulled to her.

His demand was very reasonable to Elena all of a sudden. She wanted to do the exact opposite but her body wasn't letting her. She was a prisoner inside herself. Elena casted a near hysterical look Damon's way. Her body agreed to his demand. All she knew now was that she needed to stay still. And he just grinned at his achievment.

"I won't move" her voice repeated.

"Good" Damon quipped his eyes glistening in anticipation and hunger.

Hunger for Elena, thirst for blood, a need for release, to sate his hardening lust. Damon tied his belt around Elena's wrists securely and attached it to his bed's headboard. Elena yelled but the cry was left unanswered. Damon missed the fire her beautiful, petite body offered when she was struggling against him. The chase was just too much fun ,she had alot of fight in her. He reveled in her hate but she wanted him that much he knew the way her body responded to his voice, his touch. Damon lifted the compulsion.

"Aaaaaah! L-let go! NO DONT! I SWEAR YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Elena screamed choking on her sobs.

"Your mouth says no but your body says yes" Damon pointed out to their blatantly explicit position.

Elenas legs wrapped around his waist clinging to him firmly. She shivered at their intimate contact. Elena licked her lips at the sight of his deliciously erect member pressing into her aching core. The bliss Damon was getting from the friction was mutual. Elena hated herself for wanting more of him. But her primal urge to satisfy her needs were far greater.

He realized her abrupt change of morals and a sly smile tugged at his lips. Damon was suprised as her lips found his and her tongue requested permission to enter his mouth and he conformed. He could taste her tears as they were still flowing steadily from her eyes. Elena tugged at her restraints needing to be closer to Damon as if staying away from him caused her physical pain and he was her only salvation. Damon tore at his shirt while instantaneously ridding Elena of hers.

He heard her gasp as she felt his hands stroke the velvety skin of her exposed breasts. Elena felt a switch turn on in her. A more animalistic Elena emerged from his touch. He made her want more, need more with every taunting caress. Elena was growing impatient and she didn't care about her pride or her principles she just wanted Damon. Now. Elena knew just how to get him to do what she wanted. She smirked wide before moaning into his mouth and grinding her hips into his. In response he grew harder against her and did as she knew he would.

With a husky groan Damon's mouth latched unto the side of Elena's neck sucking hard. She whimpered and her eyes rolled to the back of her head from the heavy cloud of lust that settled around them. He unhooked her sexy red, lace bra with great expertise. And pulled his lips down to her supple mounds. Damons tongue ran over her throbbing pulse point and he felt his demon surface. His fangs grazed her skin and Elenas breath hitched in anticipation. Recalling the piece of heaven a vampires bite could give her. Damon was a little stunned at this revelation and decided to leave that for later. When his tongue changed venue Elena released the breath she hadn't known she was holding in. Damon smiled bringing Elena's hardened bud to his lips.

Elena's ragged breathing sent Damon into a frenzy. She was panting his name, her sweat encased her body and it was only just beginnging. Damon took her muttered cries as a good sign and moved his skilled mouth downward. Elena gripped the headboard tighlty her knuckes turning white. Damon deftly got rid her of her pants revealing her bright red thong. Seeing her in nothing but her panties made him growl possesively. Damon took in the sinfully erotic sight on his bed. Elena's dark brown tresses spread against his pillow, her heartbeat racing, her erratic breathing, her soft lips that whispered his name like a prayer.

"I hate you" she mumbled into his ear moaning at the same time.

"I hate you too" Damon sneered grinding into her harder then ever causing her to gasp and bite her lip.

With a naughty grin on her face Elena showed him what she wanted. Her lips kissed at his neck and she found a spot behind his ear that made him tremble. Damn she's good he confessed. Who knew she would be such a minx?

Elena's teeth playfully grazed on his neck causing him to bite back a smell of Elena's arousal perfumed the air and moved against his skin with a hot insistence he couldn't put in words. Elena moaned as she felt his cool breath against her nether regions. His tongue ran along her hip bones teasing her and then he reached her inner thihg. Her body was pulsing with desire and he felt his fangs elongate. Damon couldn't help himself she was just too much. His teeth pierced Elena's skin. Her blood was pounding through his body warming him and igniting more carnal desires. With a liquid pleasure so intense it was blinding.

Elena was in that vampire bite high and she moaned and gasped for air but she began to feel light headed. She felt his mouth tighten around her wound and tried to shove him away. Her feeble attempt went unnoticed. She tried to form words but none came to mind she was suffocating from the pleasure. The life was slowly pulling out of Elena ,literally. And she couldn't do anything since she was still in that hurricane of pleasure and lust.

Damon was swept up in his own storm of emotions. He wanted to ravage Elena as he slowly drank her. He wanted to feel every inch of her body interlocked with his. Elena had broken all of his self control. Elena's eyes closed and she let out a moan. The darkness of unconciousness taking her under its wing. She felt the loss of Damons warmth and she whined and tried to open her eyes. But they were heavy and she couldnt do anything but try and open them now and again.

But before it pulled her fully down she saw two blurry figures clawing at who seemed to be Damon. She saw Damon's bloodied and battered body jump unto one of the unidentifiable people. Elena tried to find out what was happening but her threat came out slurred and disjointed. There was only two indistinct silhouettes now. A trickle of sadness and grief penetrated her thoughts. Elena wanted so badly to open her eyes and see what had happened but her weak body said otherwise. The sounds of the fight became less coherent by the second. Soon it ws just a soft creak and all there was now was the deep sea of black that lay before her.

(A/N: NO ELENAS NOT DEAD AND DAMONS STILL ALIVE DONT WORRY)

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-Sammy