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Chapter 7

Elena walked into the kitchen and found Damon already filling two plates with his self-made pasta Bolognese.

"Oh my God, Damon, this smells heavenly," she said in joyful anticipation.

"Well, wait until you taste it," he replied smugly with a crooked grin on his beautiful face. He placed the plates on the small kitchen-table which he had already set with two glasses of wine, silverware and two napkins. While they sat down at the small table, Elena took a deep breath and sighed with bliss.

"Bon appétit," Damon said, his eyes still glued to her relaxed and happy face.

"Bon appétit," she replied hungrily and didn't hesitate to dig in. Within minutes she finished her plate, rested against the back of her chair and took the glass of red wine. Sipping on it, she enjoyed the rich flavour which swirled over her taste buds while she observed Damon emphatically. Even when he was eating, he looked gorgeous; staring at the way his mouth and lips moved, reminded her all too well of the kiss they had almost shared. During that short moment she had known that it would have been the right thing to do. Unfortunately that moment had been destroyed by Mason's disturbance. She was still horrified by his appearance and the way her body had reacted to his scornful looks, but it hadn't surprised her. The disgust for him was so deeply rooted in her body that she responded almost unconsciously.

Although the sparkling tension between them was still amazing, she still couldn't separate her very own feelings from the urge to be near Damon driven by the blood-slave sense. Damon had fed on her 23 hours ago which meant that they had only 1 hour left until her body would have finished producing the extra amount for him and she wouldn't be able to stand the urge any longer.

"Is everything ok?" he asked and pulled her out of her thoughts.

"Yeah, I just thought, you know, why you are eating human food since you'll have to feed on me… soon...ish?" she asked and felt kind of stupid, almost intrusive, but she couldn't help it. She wasn't able to think fully rational anymore.

"Ha," he laughed and grinned at her. "I'm not going to reject you. Don't worry, you're irresistible to me," he said in a husky voice which hit Elena quite unprepared straight between her legs.

"Oh," she breathed, becoming restless on her chair. She urgently needed to change the subject. "Sooo..., you can eat, but it doesn't sate you?" she interrogated, glad that she remembered to ask him this question, while she tried to withstand the confusion caused by the gene's pull.

"Exactly. Only that it tastes so much better since I'm a vampire," he answered in a sing song voice and winked at her. Elena flushed instantly; unintentionally sending a wave of her unique and calling perfume straight into his nose and then further into his system.

Damon stopped chewing and tried to collect himself. Unfortunately he wasn't able to get himself under control. He had felt his hunger already half an hour ago, and the time Elena had spent in the bedroom had made resisting the overwhelming urge to be near her quite a challenge. It had been better since she had entered the kitchen, but now…well…like she said…he needed to feed on her soon.

"And why is that?" he heard her voice but wasn't sure what to answer. What had they been talking about anyway? Damn it…, all he could concentrate on was her thick, sweet blood. Its sound while it circulated in her beautiful, flawless body right underneath her velvet skin and its intoxicating scent which made his mouth water in anticipation. His blood within her veins pushed itself to the surface, calling for him in a strange melody he couldn't resist any longer.

"Damon?" she said, not quite sure what she was referring to; the question he hadn't answered so far or the fact that she needed him to feed on her now. She caught his gaze and gasped with desire as her heart picked up its beat. Right in front of her wasn't Damon, the gorgeous guy, no, right in front of her was Damon, the undisguised vampire, with elongated teeth and bloodshot eyes and that turned her on like nothing else ever before.

She swallowed at his sight and didn't care to hide the lust that was written all over her face when her gene took control over her emotions.

"You ready?" he asked. Although he saw the answer clearly showing on her face, he needed to hear her say it out loud.

Elena crooked her head to the side and gave him a hot, devilish smirk.

"What do you think?" she beckoned him lasciviously. That was all Damon needed. In vampire speed he was around the table and had lifted her up and onto the cold granite countertop. Elena squeaked in surprise when her butt came in contact with the smooth surface, but smiled at him. Damon's eyes held hers while he spread her legs to step between them. He cupped her buttocks and pulled her even closer in one swift move. Their faces where only inches apart while a battle started within him. It was the fight between his own wish to finally kiss her and the immense attraction of her blood that called for him with desperate need. Almost frustrated with himself, he tucked her hair aside, and lowered his teeth to their destination. The second she felt his hand cupping her right cheek, Elena gasped with excitement while his tongue licked slowly over her thundering pulse point. He wrapped his free arm around her back and surrendered to his satisfactory task ahead. The second his teeth sank into her sensitive skin, Elena moaned in pleasure.

It felt so good! Every single drop of her blood leaving her body made her feel whole, complete and highly delighted. She fixated him with her left hand around his neck and pushed herself even closer into Damon's mouth. He responded immediately with a groan and started to caress her lower back with his fingertips. He had wanted to kiss her so badly earlier this day that he couldn't resist the temptation to touch her at least slightly. But this slight touch caused Elena's insides to literally explode. She dug her fingers into his neck and squirmed in his solid embrace, not knowing how to deal with the flood of sexual ecstasy running through her body.

"Damon?" she whined with need, although she didn't know how she wanted him to help her. Damon pulled away from her instantly, misreading her plea and healed the bite marks with a few drops of his own blood.

"I'm sorry, Elena. Did I take too much?" he asked, searching her gaze once more. Elena breathed intermittently and had not quite recovered yet. She needed to calm down and she needed to push those feelings away!

Damn, he just had touched her a little. No reason to get all mushy… right?

"No, no, you haven't," she replied, still shaky and irritated.

"Oh, okay?!" Now he was confused as well, but searching her eyes once more the truth hit him like a hammer. Oh fuck!

The very second Elena saw him putting one and one together, she blushed instantly. She was all herself again, but with one difference: What had just happened proved that she indeed wanted Damon, with or without the gene's influence. It had felt right and although she wasn't as self-confident as under the gene's spell, she couldn't ignore that she would have loved to kiss him straightaway.

The moment had passed, Damon saw it on her face and he stepped away to grant her space. He wasn't upset, quite the contrary to be honest. He spotted it in the depth of her brown doe eyes. She wanted him and sooner or later she would kiss him, he just needed to be patient. If he had learned one thing during his long existence, it was that waiting for special things to happen always pays off.

Later that night, Elena rested mutedly on Damon's bed and stared up to the ceiling. She was a coward! Again she had more or less fled Damon just to avoid the inevitable. Yes, she wanted to kiss him and although that moment in the kitchen had been full of crackling tension, it hadn't seemed right. She needed him to know that she, Elena, wanted to kiss him and that it had nothing to do with the gene.

She thought about the perfect opportunity during their shopping trip and sighed. She had almost felt his lips on hers, but then, as usual, Mason had ruined everything. If looks could kill, she would be dead by now and she was very relieved that she hadn't seen his ugly and furious face. Unfortunately, all she could imagine when she closed her eyes was said terrifying face. She rolled from one side to the other, but Mason's visage seemed to be imprinted on her mind. When sleep finally took over, she drifted straight into the darkness that was closely tied to him.

Damon jumped awake, hearing Elena screaming in pain. Without a second thought, he used his vampire speed and bolted into his bedroom, only to find Elena fighting against an invisible enemy.

"Elena?" he shouted when he jumped onto the bed right next to her. He grabbed her shoulders to shake her, but she wouldn't open her eyes. She was fast asleep.

"Elena! Wake up, babe. Everything is okay, please wake up! C'mon, Elena, wake up!" he yelled at her, but she remained fighting and screaming, trapped in her own nightmare, in her own living hell.

"Fuck, Elena! I really hope this is going to work!" he hissed with clenched teeth. He wasn't sure if he would be able to invade her dream, maybe her gene wouldn't grant him access to her mind. Damon took her shaking hand into his calm one and caressed the silken surface of its back. When he closed his eyes, he concentrated on the connection between their hands and a picture of Elena's face popped up in his mind. She looked beautiful as always; an inviting hint of a smile on her facial features, and he literally dived into her chocolate brown depths that were her eyes. The pull drew him into a whirlwind of pictures, memories and snippets of Elena's thoughts, but so fast that he couldn't read them, until he landed straight in her dream. Or better, her nightmare. What he saw shocked him more than everything he had ever seen before. Not because he hadn't seen a woman getting raped before, but because he hadn't seen his woman getting raped before.

The following paragraph contains a description of rape. If you don't want to read it, please skip it!


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Mason and Elena lay on top of a bed in a room Damon didn't recognize. Mason moved naked between Elena's forcibly spread legs, pounding into her small body with all his strength. His face showed a mixture of lust and exertion. The room was filled with Elena's heartbreaking screams. She was fighting for dear life, trying to push him off of her, but without the slightest success. Her tear-streaked face was filled with pure despair and humiliation while all she could do was to wait for him to finish.

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In less than a second Damon reached the bed and ripped Mason away from his girl, crashing him against the wall on the opposite side of the bed where his body instantly went limp. It was really tempting to tear him to shreds, but this was only a dream even though he was sure that it had happened the way he had just witnessed it. His top priority was to save Elena. Not just from Mason, but also from her painful memory. He was at Elena's side in the blink of an eye, and covered her still shaking body with the sheets while she sat huddled against the headboard.

"Elena, I'm right here. It's okay," he tried to soothe her and sank down beside her.

"Damon?" she whimpered with a broken voice. The moment she realized that he was there, she wrapped her arms around his back without the slightest hesitation.

"How… How did you find me?" she sobbed relieved against his chest, curling into a small ball of white sheets before Damon wrapped his arms around her petite form.

"I found you screaming in my bedroom, Elena. You're sleeping! This isn't real," he wanted to comfort her.

"It was…," she whispered humiliated, with her heart thundering in her chest.

"I know. I'm so, so sorry, Elena," he gasped, suddenly feeling all her emotions as if they were his own, feeling himself tremble due to the lack of air in his lungs.

"Let's get outta here," he pressed. How was she able to survive even one day feeling like that?

"Close your eyes, Elena," he requested smoothly and tightened his grip around her hip and legs.

Elena complied and felt nothing but the deep exceptional connection between the two of them. It felt like they were travelling through space and time and at the end of their journey she felt whole again.

"You can open your eyes now," Damon said softly against her forehead, stroking her back gently.

Still flustered, Elena needed a moment to regain her composure. She blinked a couple of times to realize where she was and that everything was okay. It was more than okay. Damon was with her, held her and had saved her from one of her darkest memories and all she could feel at that moment was sheer gratitude.

Elena tilted her head back to see Damon's beautiful blue eyes and unleashed all her emotions when she started to smile.

"Hey there," he smiled softly in return. "I'm glad you're back," he said honestly.

"Me too," she whispered and pressed her lips together when her feelings washed over her. She sat up straight in front of him, gazing at him through a blur of tears, glad that his hands remained on her back. She needed him to know how grateful she was.

"Damon… I… I can't tell you how much it means to me what you just did… in my dream. That was the first time ever that someone rescued me…"

"Hey, it's okay. You really don't have to thank me for that…," he interrupted her, taking his actions for granted.

"Of course I have to. It means the world to me. It means one time less enduring this ferocity," she explained, laying her heart bare with every word.

"So…," she started quietly and craned her neck towards his right cheek, "Thank you!" she breathed into his ear and placed the gentlest of kisses on his cheek. Slowly, she pulled her head back, brushing his cheek with hers as she went. When their faces were almost apart, she stopped. Searching his eyes, she found affection and safety in them and before she could think twice, she listened to her racing heart and brushed his lips with hers.

Damon blinked repeatedly in sheer wonder because he hadn't seen it coming, but immediately he gave in to the sensation of her lips. She kissed him in a way that was totally new to him. Her lips moved so carefully and slowly over his, it felt almost innocent, as if this was the first time she initiated a kiss all by herself. Maybe it really was… Damon responded similarly, enjoying the gentle play of their lips and her body beneath his hands at the same time, well knowing what this must mean to her. And he was absolutely aware of what it meant for him. She trusted him. She trusted him more than she feared sharing any kind of intimacy. Was it possible that she even liked him? Suddenly, a flood of long gone emotions rushed through him, straight into his still heart which felt a little warmer for one moment.

Elena's pulse grew faster and faster the longer they shared the kiss. Damon's full lips felt like heaven, letting her insides tingle in a completely new way and together with his tender hands on the small of her back it didn't take long until she wanted more. The problem was that she had no idea how to voice this. All of a sudden she felt inexperienced and insecure in her conduct. Feeling embarrassed, she pulled away from Damon. Shyly she stared down on the tiny space between their bodies.

"Is everything okay?" Damon asked instantly, hoping that he hadn't done anything wrong.

"It's more than okay, it's just…," she stopped in the middle of the sentence, not sure what to say.

"What is it? Elena? Please talk to me," he begged her to open up and cupped her chin with his hands, forcing her to meet his gaze. The blush on her face surprised him. She still tried to avoid his eyes, searching for the right words to say.

"Tell me…," he pushed and watched her as she bit her plump bottom lip firmly.

"I want more, Damon," she finally admitted so quietly that without his vampire hearing he wouldn't have heard her at all. He smiled gently at her.

"But?" he pushed her further, desperate to know what she was thinking.

"But…," she paused once more and exhaled sharply before summoning the courage to tell him. "I feel so inhibited; I don't even know how to show you what I want. Actually, I'm ashamed that I want something at all. And I do, Damon, I really want you. But saying it out loud makes me feel like I'm betraying myself. And that again makes me angry about myself. I want to move on so much and I know I can trust you and I'm so happy about that. I just want to share that happiness with you but my freaking mind always steps in the way," she paused and caressed the hair on the back of his neck.

"Elena-," Damon wanted to reply so badly, but she went on.

"And I'm really afraid to disappoint you and that I'm possibly not able to give you what you want," she added in a very quiet voice with flushed cheeks, withdrawing her hand from his neck.

Damon closed his eyes to collect himself and to keep him from kissing her senseless right here and now. Damn it, she really wanted him, and she might not know it but her honesty and her concern about his opinion stole his breath away.

"First of all, this isn't about me, above all this is about you feeling comfortable with what we're doing. Second of all, you can't disappoint me, Elena. What you're giving to me is very special, don't ever doubt that. You said it yourself, you trust me. And because you trust me you don't have to be ashamed of what you want or how to express your emotions. Please believe me when I say that I'm not going to think badly about you, I won't. And so should you," he soothed her, examining her face that seemed more reassured now.

"Okay," she said slowly.

"And third of all, to be intimate with another person has nothing to do with certain abilities. It's about letting go," he finished, but as he watched her he saw that his words had hit a nerve and that she had doubts. "You did it before, you know? The night you told me to bite you, you were capable of letting go," he reminded her.

"Yeah, but that...," she started, but Damon interrupted her.

"I know, you were all gene…ish and had lost control over your body, just like the other times your blood was concerned. Actually, that's exactly the point. You need to be ready and willing to lose control without the gene's influence. And I can only imagine how hard this must be for you," he explained and hoped he hadn't pushed her away with his honest words.

"You're right; I guess that is the problem. To let go and putting myself in the hands of somebody else." Elena said finally, grateful that he tried to understand her.

"Not somebody's hands, Elena, in my hands," he corrected her and smiled.

She returned the smile and nodded, suddenly feeling much more light-hearted than before. She wasn't with just any man, she was with Damon.

"Speaking of those hands… would you mind hugging me?" she asked with a shy smile on her face, not able to stand the distance between them any longer.

"Of course not," he grinned, pulled her gently closer, wrapping her body in his strong arms, his palms flat on her back. She immediately leaned into his embrace and inhaled his manly scent which she loved so much. Thinking about what he had said and feeling how her body reacted to his proximity she couldn't stop her next question.

"And would you mind kissing me?" she whispered quite boldly into his ear.

"Not at all," he purred, tilted his head to the side and let his eyes sway between her eyes and her lips, noticing that she did the same. While he bridged the tiny distance between their lips, Damon could just think about one thing; he would make it up to her for all her suffering and he was going to show her what it really meant to be with a man…to be with him. Ever so gently he brushed his lips over hers and listening to Elena's heartbeat and breathing speeding up, he didn't fail to notice her body's reaction. With her soft moans and the way she responded to him, she let him know that she liked kissing him.

God, she felt so good in his arms. Relishing the tenderness but craving more at the same time, he let his hands roam her back and crawl into her hair, pulling her closer and closer.

Her body was trembling under his demanding touch and she felt hot and cold at the same time as she leaned into his kiss.

Not able to keep the tenderness any longer, Damon let his tongue dance lightly over her plump bottom lip, hoping she was ready to grant him entrance.

When Damon explored her mouth, Elena didn't hesitate to meet his cool and silken tongue. The contact caused a wave of pleasure flooding through her, caressing all her body's secret and sensitive spots.

She moaned breathlessly into his mouth while she felt her mind slipping away slowly but surely; finally, she was able to let go. Unleashed, she ran her hands through his hair and tilted her head back when he indulged in showering her jaw, neck and collarbone with open-mouthed kisses. The sounds, his hot breath and the groan that suddenly escaped his lips made her shiver once more.

How could this feel so good? His velvet tongue brushing against her warm skin let the ends of her nerves respond in a completely unknown way. Like sweet electricity they exploded one after another, leaving nothing but the need to be closer to him. Without thinking, Elena straddled Damon, pushing her centre to his groin and grabbed his neck so their lips could find one another all over again. She didn't hold back any more, she was too far gone to think clearly. There was only Damon and Damon alone.

Feeling her on his lap and pressed against his already hard manhood, Damon moaned uninhibited while he kissed her passionately. Their tongues caressed each other even wilder and his hands fisted the thin fabric of her shirt on her back, ripping at it.

He needed to feel her bare skin! Slowly, his long sinewy fingers glided over her hips and underneath the shirt, waiting for her response.

"Take it off," she said breathlessly, feeling the same urge to finally sense him skin on skin. Keeping eye-contact all the time, Damon pulled the shirt up higher over her perfectly shaped body, exposing it inch by inch. When he reached her breasts, Elena lifted her arms to help him and in the very next second she was topless.

"You're the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on, Elena," Damon complimented her while his eyes wandered down from her face over her full breasts, her slender waist to her toned, almost buff stomach.

Elena looked down, feeling her blood rushing to her cheeks, staining them deep red at his compliment, not used to hear such lovely words.

"And you didn't even know," he realized, grabbing her chin to look her straight in the eyes.

"There is no reason to be embarrassed, I'm just telling the truth," he said simply and kissed her once again, holding her close and caressing her with his fingertips from her shoulders down to her hips. She enjoyed the way her body responded with goose bumps and a strong shiver, which caused her private parts to rub unintentionally against Damon's hard member. She gripped the hem of his black shirt and let her fingers slide beneath the fabric to discover the silkiness of his taut back. Moving her own body even closer to his, she pulled his shirt over his head and let it drop haphazardly. The moment she pressed her breasts against his muscular chest she felt like melting on the spot. Damon slid his tongue over the smooth skin of her neck, not able to resist the temptation to slightly bite down on his favourite spot. Elena craned her neck immediately, relishing the familiar feeling of his teeth on her skin. The arousing thrill went straight to her core and between her thighs but paradoxically made herfeel secure, too. While Damon roamed her body with butterfly kisses, Elena threw her head back and used his shoulders to steady herself. With one hand around her waist, and feeling her long hair brushing his arm, he trailed his other hand over her breasts and stomach and all the way back up to cup one breast. He massaged her breast, teased her nipple expertly between his fingers and finally placed his mouth over it. Flicking his tongue over the sensitive nub, he sucked on it carefully until Elena moaned lustfully. Her whole body was on fire for Damon, she felt it prickling everywhere, but she still needed more… so much more. Slowly she started to undulate her hips against Damon's hardness, pushing her hot core against it round for round.

"Mhmm… Damon," she breathed, sensing that this friction was exactly what she needed. Damon groaned excitedly, totally turned on by the fact that she had really managed to give herself to him. He watched her relaxed and appreciative face. She had closed her eyes and her head mirrored the motion of her hips. It looked like she was dancing on his lap. Damn it, he needed to touch her, he wanted to feel her wetness not just through the pants but with his fingers.

He lowered her back against the mattress, earning a desperate glare from Elena.

"Damon… no, I… it feels so good," she complained, her eyes sparkling with need when he bent over her.

"I know, but let me show you something which feels even better," he purred into her ear just as he pushed her pants down over her hips. Elena's panting went erratic when she felt his hands stroking over her bare skin further downward. Completely exposed she lay underneath him, drinking in his breathtaking sight. She just hesitated briefly before she started to explore his taut chest with her fingertips, letting them wander down to caress his abs and to curl them into the fine line of hair which vanished inside his pants.

Damon watched her with fascination while she let her hands wander over his upper body, her eyes gleaming with desire, her cheeks still flushed. Then, it was finally his turn to give her body the attention it absolutely deserved. Slowly, he lowered himself down to her, holding her gaze with his eyes full of devotion and sheer lust, showing her exactly what he wanted. Her eyes widened, although she wasn't surprised about what she saw written all over his face… and body.

"Are you...," Damon started but Elena was faster.

"I want you, Damon. I'm just a little scared," she admitted with her heart thundering in her chest.

"Don't be, I won't hurt you," he promised, well knowing that making love to Elena would be very different from what he usually preferred. But he loved the challenge and he would use all his knowledge to please her and to confirm her trust in him.

"I know," she whispered in response, trying desperately to steady her breathing.

Damon smiled at her, rested himself on his elbow and slipped his free hand between their bodies, caressing her breasts and stomach until his fingertips slid down across her shivering belly to finally reach her folds. His palm glided up and down her smoothness over and over again. Elena swallowed heavily, absolutely overwhelmed by the sensation of his hands on her lady parts. It didn't take long until she closed her eyes, moaned with pleasure and spread her legs willingly for Damon to access her even further. He dipped his forefinger into her already wet folds, teased her entrance and slid it back over her clit repeatedly. Elena squirmed under his touch and wasn't able to stop moaning while a rush of ecstasy flooded her body. God, she needed more!

"Damon… please," she begged, not sure what exactly she was asking, but God, all those new amazing feelings drove her nearly insane. Without thinking she spread her legs further.

"There you go," he whispered into her ear just as he inserted his finger inside her, thrusting in and out in a steady pace

"Oh my God," she gasped, covering her face with her hands and biting down on her bottom lip to keep herself from screaming while he added a second finger and circled her clit with the pad of his thumb. Within seconds her inner walls started to contract around Damon's fingers, not able to bear the pleasure and the burning feeling deep inside her any longer. She arched into him, wrapped her arms around his neck and finally buried her face at Damon's chest as her orgasm shook her body. She screamed muffled into his skin and he enfolded her in his free arm to steady her.

"You okay?" he whispered into her hair after a few moments and felt her nodding. Her sweet and innocent gestures had him smile while he kissed her forehead and caressed her back.

She needed a moment to recover, but finally she started to nibble on his delicate earlobe.

"I still want you, Damon," she whispered seductively into his ear, well knowing and embracing what would come next.

"You sure?" he wanted to know once more as he started to kiss along her jaw line, not quite sure what to do if she said no.

"Damon, if we continue to talk, I swear, I'm going to explode," she said against his shoulder. "I just want to feel you. Please, let me feel you," she begged eagerly.

"That's all I wanted to know, babe!" he answered and lowered her back onto the bed. Within the blink of an eye he was up and divested himself until he stood naked before her. Elena gasped, awestruck by the sight.

Fuck, he was so big. She chewed at her bottom lip, not sure how he should ever fit inside her, but before she could muse much longer about it, Damon was kneeling above her again. He knew exactly what she was thinking about.

"I just promised you that I'm not going to hurt you, remember?" he soothed her tenderly, placing soft kisses onto her mouth and cheeks. Elena nodded faintly between gasps.

"Good, because I don't intend otherwise," he nodded reassuringly while he looked into her sparkling eyes.

"Okay," she whispered.

Slowly, and with a tender caress, he lifted one of her legs over his hip and lowered himself between her thighs. Teasing her wet core with the tip of his cock he smiled as she groaned and lifted her hips towards him.

What was he doing to her? It felt so good!

He glided further down, passing her entrance just to pull out again. He went on like that a couple of times, sliding further into her with every thrust until he filled her up to the hilt. Elena panted underneath him, clawing her fists into the sheets, not knowing what to do with the burning desire which was scattered all over her body and ignited even the tiniest parts of herself with pure lust.

"Mhm… Elena, you have no idea, how amazing you feel," Damon groaned hoarsely, having a hard time to keep his thrusts gentle. He held her hips tighter and added just a little more pressure, causing Elena to moan with pleasure.

"Damon… that feels so unbelievable," she panted, digging her heels into his lower back to push him deeper inside of her and lifted her head off the mattress to claim his mouth once again. They kissed passionately while Damon picked up his pace, thrusting a little harder. Elena responded and dug her fingernails into his back, leaving long scratch marks behind. Damon tilted his head back and opened his mouth in a silent scream, grimacing with a mixture of pain and pleasure. A second later, he lowered his hot face to her neck and angledhis hips slightly towards her pubic bone, hitting her G-Spot with every thrust.

Both groaned at the same time when Elena's soaked insides started to squeeze Damon's rock-hard shaft. She couldn't hold it any longer and gave in to the overwhelming sensations, loosing control over her body as her second orgasm crashed down on her. She screamed his name in release, feeling him pumping into her until he too got lost in oblivion.

Instantly, he sank down onto her body, noticing her heartbeat pounding wildly against his chest. The odd sensation made him feel alive again because it felt as if his own heart would beat.

Floating down through all the haze, Elena smiled brightly into his shining blue eyes. Never ever had she expected sex to be like this!

"I don't know what to say, Damon," she whispered honestly, still staring into his eyes. Damon smirked mischievously at her. "So, it wasn't that bad, I guess."

"Actually I thought about the term mind-blowing," she grinned at him but her face turned suddenly serious.

"I know this probably sounds pretty awkward, but... I want to thank you, Damon. I never thought that I would be able to ever be with a man again, but look at us: You changed that completely and I really wouldn't want to miss what you gave to me. It was simply amazing," she told him openly and kissed him softly on his lips.

"I'm glad to hear that," he responded and finally rolled them to the side, softly slipping out of her. Elena cuddled against him and rested her head on his shoulder. Wrapping his arm around her, Damon held her silently until they both fell asleep.