I hope you all enjoy this chapter! There is smut, it was unavoidable! ;)

I might have decided to keep this story going for a little longer, I have a couple chapters already planned out and I'm very excited for them!

My next story might be a Kol/Elena one. I do love Kol. (The original one, not the body-snatching one)

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Chapter 11

The reception seemed to pass quickly around Elena. They had moved to a nearby reception hall to finish their engagements with the family. Elijah never left her side hardly for an instant. He allowed no one to dance with her except family, such as Jeremy, Alaric, Klaus, and Kol. Elena didn't seem to mind being in close proximity to the hybrid any longer. She recognized him as family. Always and forever now applied to her as well. Elijah's family was now her own and she would protect them with her life is necessary.

Toasts, speeches, a very inappropriate one from Kol, and all the formal wedding traditions were established. Elena realized after guests were filtering out that she hadn't been able to dance with her girlfriends. This was her only wedding, her only chance to exhibit her innocence before the night took that from her. And by innocence, she wanted anything but.

"Caroline, Bonnie, wanna dance?" Elena called to her friends, wagging her eyebrows suggestively.

Bonnie rushed to Elena, grabbing her hands and pulling her away from Elijah towards the now empty dance floor. Caroline had ran to the DJ and told him a couple songs to play before joining Elena and Bonnie on the dance floor.

A flirty drum based song started flittering through the speakers and Elena was instantly drawn to the beat. Dancing bravely with her friends, keeping her eyes on Elijah, she moved her hips provocatively, eliciting a slight growl from her husband.

Go ahead, go way low, where I can do no wrong.

Got you around my finger like a lonely lover's charm.

Caroline had began putting her hands on Elena, pulling her closer and allowing Elijah and Klaus a good show. Bonnie had pulled Jeremy into the mix and all but ignored her friends.

"Looks like we've got a firecracker on our hands, haven't we, brother?" Klaus asked, licking his lips as he watched Caroline.

"Careful, Niklaus, she is dancing with my wife," Elijah cautioned as he watched the erotic display.

"Ah, yes. I wouldn't dream of breaking up your little marriage, it just so happens that there are many ungentlemanly things I would love to do to Miss Forbes," Klaus said slyly as he saw Caroline flush a deep red at his words while Jeremy and Bonnie left to go back to their hotel.

The song slowly came to an end and right behind it, another upbeat song started. Elena beckoned Elijah onto the dance floor as Caroline did with Klaus. Both men eagerly obliged, not wanting to miss out on the fun the girls seemed to be having.

There's a place downtown, where the freaks all come around.

It's a hole in the wall, it's a dirty free for all.

Elena had pressed her back against Elijah, grinding her supple ass against his growing arousal. She heard Elijah growl slightly at her wanton dancing. He had set his hands on her hips, not quite sure how to react to the beat of the music. Classical dancing was more his expertise and this was far from classical.

Elijah had almost reached his breaking point. Having Elena that close to him in such a manner while she was wearing such a form fitting thin dress caused his vampire nature to surface suddenly. Before he could gain control of himself, Klaus had noticed his change of face. He gently led Caroline off of the dance floor with a promise of jewelry and perhaps a shopping spree.

Elijah and Elena were finally alone save for the DJ that was compelled to just play music and have no interaction. Elijah flipped Elena to face him as he trailed hungry kisses down her neck, "Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?" He asked huskily, allowing his hands to travel up and down the curve of her hips.

Elena smiled, placing her hands on his chest, "What I'm doing to you? Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?" she accentuated her words by digging her nails into his chest, "I want nothing more than to rip off your clothes and ride you until neither of us can walk straight for the foreseeable future."

Elijah swallowed hard, trying to maintain any shred of self-control he had left, "Well, I take it we should retire to the Compound?"

"Sounds perfect," Elena purred before adding, "You might want to run us there because if I have to wait another minute, this reception hall is going to be reduced to a pile of rubble in a matter of seconds."

Elijah carried her bridal style through the threshold of the Compound, relishing in one of the last traditions of the night. He stopped in the foyer, looking down at his wife, admiring her and all of her beauty.

"Elijah…" Elena warned, "I'm trying to be patient…"

He whooshed them up the stairs in a matter of milliseconds. The next thing she knew, she was laying on the bed with Elijah poised on top of her with his lips crushed hungrily against hers. She kissed him back before pinning him against the wall in a flash. She tore open his shirt and dragged her nails down his hard, muscled chest. She pushed the remaining clothing from his upper half as she trailed kisses down his chest to the top of his dress pants.

Elijah had them flipped in an instant, Elena thrown against the wall as his hands explored her body, "Are you partial to this dress, princess?" Elena shook her head fast. He smiled and in one swift motion the dress was ripped from her body, revealing only a pair of light blue lace panties. Elijah growled in appreciation as he moved his hands to her naked breasts for the first time.

Elena whimpered gently, arching her back, forcing her body tighter against him. Kicking off her heels, she quickly jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Elijah groaned in approval as her breasts were now level with his mouth. He captured one pert nipple into his mouth, making her moan in satisfaction as she tangled her fingers in his hair and held him tighter against her breast. He kept his hands on her tight ass, hoisting her up further so he could alternate between breasts as she mewled.

"Elijah, please…" He could smell her arousal as she shook slightly against him in anticipation, "Bite me…"

His vampire instincts unintentionally came out at that moment. She looked at him in wonder as his eyes darkened and his fangs elongated. He tried to turn his face, hide himself from her. This was their wedding night, not a feeding frenzy.

Elena took his face in her hands and made him look at her, his vampire nature receding, "Stop hiding, Elijah," she said gently, "I know what you are, what we are. I love you."

At her words, his face changed again. He ran his fangs along her shoulder and her slender neck. He could smell every little thing that was her. The lilac and lilies of her blood, her sweet vanilla skin, and her overpowering scent of arousal. He couldn't hold back any longer. The months of sexual frustration had finally caught up to him. He heard Elena beg a final time before he sank his fangs into her perfect neck.

Elena moaned loudly as her blood exploded over Elijah's tongue. He could taste her innocence in that moment. He could feel her feelings as if they were his own. Her first crush, her first heart break, her pain from losing her parents and Jenna. So much sorrow seemed to fill her until finally a different emotion flooded his mind. Love. Love for her friends, her family, him. Her love for him seemed to make everything else insignificant. He couldn't stop drinking despite Elena growing limp in his arms.

Still holding her up, he guided her mouth to his neck, knowing she needed it even when she wasn't saying anything. He felt Elena's fangs pierce his neck and his blood slowly being drawn out. In his thousand years alive, he had never shared blood with another person. It was a much different feeling than he expected. It was even pleasurable. Elijah pulled away first, holding the back of her head to his neck and allowing her to replenish the blood that she had lost to him.

Elena finally pulled away, her mouth stained with his blood as she pulled his lips to hers, kissing him as if her life depended on it. Careful not to break the kiss, he carried her over to the bed and laid her down gently. He pulled his lips from hers as he kicked off his shoes and slowly took off his pants and boxers.

Elena stared in awe, taking in Elijah in all of his naked glory. His body would make a Greek God cry tears of jealousy. Unable to just look at him any longer, she reached her arms out for him and pulled him down on top of her. Careful not to put any of his weight on her, he kissed her languidly with growing passion. She could feel his arousal pressed firmly against her thigh and she moaned in anticipation. He slipped a hand down to her panties and maneuvered inside of them.

Elijah teased her slick folds, amazed at how wet she was just for him, "You're so wet, my sáwol," he huskily said against her soft lips. She simply moaned in reply, pressing her hips up, desperately trying to gain more friction. He ducked his head, capturing a swollen nipple in his mouth as he thrust a finger inside her. Elena bucked her hips involuntarily, needing more. He added a second finger, deliciously teasing that special place inside of her as he bit down on her nipple.

"Elijah, please," Elena nearly begged, bucking her hips against him slightly, "I need you inside me."

"As you wish, princess," Elijah complied, quickly disposing of her panties and positioning himself between her legs, "Are you sure this is what you want?" He trailed his mouth down her throat.

She looked at him with her doe eyes, wanting nothing more than to finally be one with the man she loved, "Yes," she said as she pulled him in for a kiss.

Elijah gently pushed himself into her, hearing her breathing increase slightly as the pain began to get to her. He finally came up against her barrier. He placed a loving kiss against her lips and thrust the rest of the way inside of her.

"Ah…" Elena gasped, her eyes filling with tears at the intrusion.

Elijah dare not move yet. He covered her face in kisses and whispered sweet nothings in her ear as he allowed her to adjust to having something inside of her for the first time.

"I'm so sorry-"

He was cut off by Elena grabbing his face and pulling his lips hard against hers as she thrust her hips upwards to meet his. Her one movement had buried his cock even further inside of her. He felt as if she was made just for him. Her walls gripped him like a vice, practically making it impossible for him to move no matter how wet she was. However, that didn't stop Elijah. He gently withdrew and thrust back into her awaiting cunt. Slowly building the pace until he was sure that she was enjoying herself.

"Oh my God, Elijah!" Elena screamed, trying to keep up with his thrusts as she wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her nails into his shoulders.

Elijah tried to keep control of himself, knowing that he could accidently hurt her at any second. He gripped the bed frame, which splintered and crumbled under his intense strength. He reached his hand between their sweaty bodies, seeking the little bundle of nerves that would send Elena into oblivion. As soon as his fingers made contact with her swollen clit, she screamed.

Elijah felt her walls fluttering around his cock in a matter of seconds after starting his assault on her clit; Elena came apart under him as she screamed his name. He relished in her pleasure, soaking it in and basking in it. He captured his lips with hers as he continued thrusting into her, feeling his own orgasm start to surface. Her fangs had suddenly elongated after her orgasm and Elijah bared his neck to her.

Elena bit his neck a little more roughly than she had intended and drew his delicious blood into her mouth. Elijah filled her to the hilt over and over again. Her body was buzzing with post orgasmic bliss as his blood came alive on her tongue. She retracted her fangs from him, quickly flipping them over. She dropped herself down on his awaiting cock repeatedly, enjoying how full and complete she felt when he was inside her.

Using vampire speed, she rode Elijah for all it was worth. Not stopping, never slowing. He grabbed her hips and pulled her down even harder as she allowed the head of his cock to hit the entrance of her womb with every thrust.

"Elijahhh," she moaned, speeding up even more, begging for another release.

He quickly got the message and placed his thumb on her clit and rubbed it in fast, firm circles.

"Elena, I can't hold off much longer," he warned her, keeping on hand on her hip as he pleasured her.

"Then don't!" She practically screamed at him.

Elijah flipped them back over and thrust as hard as he could into her. Her walls were fluttering relentlessly, urging on his own orgasm. He allowed his fangs to drop and forced them in Elena's neck in one swift movement. Elena screamed his name once again, so loud probably the entire French Quarter heard it. She convulsed under him, her tight pussy gushing around his hard cock. And Elijah finally lost control. With one last thrust, he buried his cock as deep inside her as he possibly could as his seed dispersed in her warm and willing womb.

He gently pulled out of her and lay beside her, pulling her close to him. She sighed in contentment, still lost in orgasmic bliss.

"Was it worth the wait?" Elijah asked gently as a smirk played at his lips.

Elena looked up at him and kissed his lips softly, "Well worth the wait. But now we never have to wait again."

Elijah kissed her back, "You're finally all mine," he said in realization. This gorgeous woman, his wife, was now officially his in every single way.

"All yours," Elena agreed, snuggling against his chest before she drifted off to sleep.