Author's note: I think this is the longest chapter I've written to date. Strong M for sexual content and "don't blink or you'll miss it" minor blood play. Hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed it.
Neatly tucking the black velvet pouch into the waist band of her yoga pants, Bonnie checked her appearance in the mirror one last time before slipping out into the hallway. Last night had been a fiasco. Just as the heat turned up between her and Damon , Elena just had to go and let Stefan out of his cell. And of course Stefan just had to take off with Elena at his heels.
Damon chased after them to keep his brother from causing harm to anyone including himself. Bonnie had stayed at the house in case Stefan returned. Certain that he wouldn't return if he fed, she was confident she could handle him. He did finally return with Elena snuggled at his side and Bonnie phoned Damon that he could call off his search. By then , Damon was frustrated and more than a little angry. He told Bonnie to go to bed, that he was going to head out of town to feed and wouldn't be back till dawn.
Scowling at the love birds cuddled on the couch, Bonnie tersely advised them of Damon's whereabouts and then stomped to her room, slamming the door. She only dozed as she listened for Damon's car on the driveway. She finally heard it about an hour before sunrise and breathed a sigh of relief. He stopped at her door but did not look in before moving on to his room.
When the shower turned on, Bonnie toyed with the idea of sneaking in and joining him but reconsidered. Depending on how he had caught his prey, this might be one time when he wouldn't appreciate a wet naked girl offering to scrub his back. She couldn't necessarily condone him playing with his food when he was in a temper but he was a vampire and she had to accept that facet of him if she intended to keep him at her side. The shower was a long one. He probably used most of the hot water. Sadistically the witch almost wished that he had not returned until Stefan went on his morning hunt. In her days and nights at the boarding house, she learned that the younger vampire always took a shower immediately upon his return from the woods. Being stuck in a freezing shower would serve him right.
Bonnie gave Damon about forty-five minutes after the shower turned off to relax and doze. She then dressed herself and gathered her courage.
Creeping to his door, she saw that he had not shut it enough to latch. Sliding into the room, she shut the door completely and turned the lock. Damon was laying on his back. A light blanket covered him to the waist but his chest was bare in the gray light of early dawn.
"Open your eyes, Salvatore," she put her hands on her hips. "I know you're awake."
Damon smiled and rolled over on his side careful to keep the blanket at his waist. "But you were trying so hard to sneak in." He propped head on his hand.
"OOOooooo, you." She charged the bed and vaulted up knocking the vampire onto his back again. When she landed, Bonnie was straddling his stomach.
"I like this," He ran his hands over her hips but gently tried to nudge her off so that she wasn't so close to a another part of his anatomy that she had woken.
Sensing what he was attempting, Bonnie squeezed her thighs tight against his ribs so he couldn't move her. Then she tugged his left hand from away her hip and began to kiss at his knuckles. "I missed you last night." she whispered between kisses keeping her eyes locked on his. "We didn't get to finish what we started."
Damon just nodded slowly as he licked his lips. This was the first time his girl had initiated their little game.
"Do you want to know what I dreamt of last night, baby." Bonnie purred. When he nodded again, she uncurled his fingers and kissed the tip his pinky. "I dreamed that you let me pin you to the wall of my room ." Kissing the ring finger, "And I sank to my knees while opening those tight jeans of yours," Damon's breath hitched. "And I took you in my mouth." Bonnie licked and pulled the length of his middle digit into the warmth of her mouth. He moaned as his hips bucked.
"Jesus Bonnie." He groaned as she pulled back grinning. What he hadn't noticed until she spit it into the palm of her hand was that Bonnie had managed to drag his daylight ring off his saliva slicked finger with her teeth. She studied it for a moment then tossed it nonchalantly over her shoulder where it bounced to the foot of the bed. "What the?" Damon tried to dislodge the girl to look for his most needed accessory. Had she gone crazy? The curtains were open.
Bonnie pushed him by the shoulders to keep him down. "It was gaudy. So not your style." She sat up with a determined look. "And more importantly, SHE had it made for you." Pulling the pouch from her waist band. "Now this," she poured the contents into her other hand then lifted it to show him. "This is far more your style." Taking his hand again, she started to fit the new ring into place where the last one had rested but it wouldn't go all the way down. Shrugging, she switched to his ring finger where it slid with ease.
When she winked at him, Damon realized that the sizing of the ring was no mistake. He looked at the band. A wide strip of lapis lazuli was bookended by two thinner rings of silver. There was something peculiar about the design. As Damon brushed it with his thumb, the lapis band began to rotate around his finger. "A fidget ring? You got me a fidget ring?"
Bonnie's smile widened. "It seemed appropriate." Then her face became serious. "You said you wouldn't be able to let me go once you had me." She laced their fingers together. "Well I'm not letting you go either. You're mine, vampire."
Before she could say anything further, she was the one on her back as Damon kissed her. When he allowed her to catch her breath, he studied her face, a smile gracing his lips. "I love you too, little witch," he declared as he leaned in to kiss her again.
Bonnie's eyes went wide. Did he just say what she thought he said? When she was finally able to speak, she cupped his face taking in how happy he looked at that moment. "How did you know? I never said.."
Indicating to the ring. "Actions speak louder than words. " He kissed her eye lids and the tip of her nose. "Now let me show you just how much I love you."
He had intended that this would happen by candlelight on a rose petal covered bed but now the timing just seemed perfect. Damon smoothed a hand under the baby tee and growled in appreciation as he discovered that she wasn't wearing a bra. He pushed the shirt upward in order to lap one of her taunt nipples as he palmed the other breast.
When he suckled the nipple in earnest, Bonnie stopped her restless scratching of his back to quickly pull the top over her head and drop it onto the pillow next to her. She then resumed the tracing of the muscles running down Damon's back until she reach his bare butt which she gave a squeeze.
Damon kissed and nibbled his way from her breast to her neck while skimming a hand down her stomach to the beginning of her pants. There his fingers remained, toying with the elastic as if waiting for her to stop him.
"Plee..." the girl stopped herself from begging as she remembered what Damon had told her once. "More" she demanded.
Damon chuckled in her ear before nipping the lobe. His questing fingers dipped inside the waist of both the pants and lace bikini panties. Dancing over a groomed thatch of curls, they sought her hidden jewel. Bonnie inhaled sharply as contact was made and moaned loudly as they snuck briefly into her dampness before returning to her swollen nub and apply pressure.
She was exquisite, Damon thought as he committed all of her reactions to memory. Already very wet and lifting her hips to meet his touch, he kept his thumb on the sensitive nerve bundle as a single finger probed gently at her entrance.
Bonnie bucked at his erotic intrusion and bit her lipped to keep from calling out too loudly.
"Easy, Sweeting." Damon urged in a husky tone. "This is just the appetizer. We still have the main course and dessert ahead of us."
"Damon?" a voice in the hallway called a moment before a knock on the door sounded. "You awake yet?"
Bonnie stiffened and Damon dropped his forehead to her. He withdrew his finger but continued to cup her mound.
"I must not stake my brother, I must not stake my brother," he muttered as Bonnie growled in frustration.
"Is Bonnie in there with you?" Stefan tried to turn the knob.
"He damn well knows you're in here," Damon whispered to her. "He can sense your heart beat."
"Come on, man. Open up." Stefan pounded the door. "It's important."
Grimacing, Damon pushed away from the girl in his bed and Bonnie was treated to the sight of his arse as he stalked to the door.
"What do you want?" Damon snarled as he unlocked and yanked open the door surprising his younger brother.
"Alaric called." Stefan began but sputtered to a stop when he registered the older man's naked and aroused state.
"So you had to come get us up because you received a call from your history teacher?"
Stefan swallowed and met his brother's eyes. "Actually he called Elena and she called me back to the house. Isabel is in town and threatening to kill students if Elena doesn't meet with her today."
Bonnie squeaked at the announcement and her boyfriend turned to look at her for a moment before turning back to Stefan.
"Give us a few minutes and we'll be down." Seeing that the taller man was trying to peek at Bonnie over his shoulder, Damon shut the door in his face. "Go put on coffee."
Bonnie pulled on her shirt and licked her lips. Even at half mast, Damon Salvatore, naked, was a sight to behold. He stopped in front of a window and marveled at his new ring before heading over to the dresser.
Climbing off the bed, she picked up the forgotten older ring and walked over to her would-be lover. "Emily did bespell this, probably wouldn't be a bad idea to have it as back up." She handed over the jewelry.
"Just in case my brother ever decides to take mine again." Damon deposited the large ring into a box on top the dresser before pulling on a pair of jeans.
"Commando?" She raised an eyebrow and brushed her finger tips over his abdomen
"Easier for you to fulfill your latest dream," he smirked as he tucked himself and zipped the jeans before she could venture lower. "Trust me, I would love to toss you back onto that bed and ravish you all day." He picked up her hand and kissed the palm. "But if we'd only be interrupted again if we don't go downstairs now."
"Seems we're always being interrupted." Bonnie pouted.
"I swear to you, we will continue this very," he kissed her deeply. "very soon, even if I have to lock both of them in basement cell."
She giggled as he lead her out of the room, grabbing a shirt on the way.
Entering the kitchen , Damon took in Elena's distress and Stefan's constipated expression as Bonnie pulled out mugs for herself and Damon.
"So," he began. "long lost mommy dearest tries so hard to keep you," he said pointedly at Elena. "from finding her and now she's making demand to see you ? What's changed?"
"No clue," Stefan responded. "Alaric tried to refuse on Elena's behalf but your former girlfriend got violent with him.
"She was hardly my girlfriend," Damon argued as his actual girlfriend thrust a cup of coffee at him. Taking a sip after thanking her, he moaned appreciatively. When left to his own devises in the morning, he still had yet to figure out how she prepared the beverage to get it this good.
"I don't want to see her." Elena complained. "But she said she'd kill students starting with everyone in Mr. Saltzman's classes."
"Well then, " Damon planned. "Best you call Alaric and have him set up the meeting. Make it someplace public. Lunch at the Grill should do." Turning to Stefan, "And you dear brother. It's high time you got to know the love of my life better. You really should ask her to lunch today, say at the Grill." Both Stefan and Elena perked up their heads at his admission while Bonnie just grinned.
"And what will you be doing, oh boyfriend of mine?" the witch inquired.
"I thought I was getting an upgrade in title," the blue eyed vampire looked put out at the moniker.
"Fulfill your promise, and we'll talk." came the tart response.
"Isabel has to be staying somewhere around town." Damon smiled at his girl's attitude. "I'll see if I can find out where and pay my respects."
"You sure you can find where she hides?" Stefan asked.
"I'm the one who taught her how to survive as a vampire, I know her tricks." Damon said confidently.
Lunch time found Stefan and Bonnie seated at a table within view of where Elena sat alone at another table.
"What was this upgrade Damon mentioned this morning?" Stefan tried to make small talk as they waited for Isabel.
"He thinks he's too old to be referred to as someone's boyfriend." Bonnie stated. "The upgrade is to be referred to as my lover."
Stefan nearly choked on his cola at her frankness. "Since you called him your boyfriend, I take it you two haven't ?" He was surprised that his brother had held out this long especially considering his condition when he opened the door.
"Another hour this morning and he would have earned his promotion." Bonnie didn't even blush. Damon was so rubbing off on her.
"Aw shit, Bon. I am sorry." The vampire did do his best to look contrite.
"You and Elena owe us an undisturbed evening."
Stefan nodded mutely.
"Heads up, I think this is her. " Bonnie nodded toward a woman entering the restaurant. The two remained silent as they listened in on the conversation. Though Bonnie felt herself get angry when the female vampire asked her daughter why she didn't choose Damon as if it were her choice. But she as well as her friends recognized the devise that the woman demanded Elena retrieve for her or risk dire consequences.
Meanwhile, Damon had found the largest house in town that had just been foreclosed on. Sure enough, Isabel's entourage was waiting for her inside. Sending the boy off on a fool's errand, he used his famous panty dropping smile and suggested a game of cards to the girl.
It's a little known fact that Damon had become a bit of a card shark over the decades. He was able to count cards with ease and his senses allowed him to tell when someone was trying to bluff. By the time Isabel returned, he had the girl down to her skivvies while his pants and shoes were still in place. He wanted to throw his former student off guard.
While she did try to appear impervious to his charm, Isabel had all the wherewithal of a desperate housewife. She soon found herself on the carpet with Damon's hands wrapped around her neck where he told her that the town and Elena Gilbert were under his protection.
"What about your precious Bennett witches?" She asked when he finally released her.
"Oh you'll stay away from them if you're smart." He pulled on his shirt and made to leave. "Unless you're not afraid of fire."
Regrouping at the boarding house, Alaric joined them to plan their next step. Elena's aunt called looking for Jeremy as he wasn't answering his cell. As Elena spoke with Jenna, Bonnie received a call from Caroline and Elena's phone signaled an incoming call from Jeremy.
"Caroline says there's been an accident." Bonnie hung up her phone. "Matt was helping with one of the floats for tomorrow and one of the supports crashed onto him breaking his arm."
"Is he okay?" Alaric asked.
"He's getting a cast now." Bonnie answered.
Sensing someone in the hall, Damon lifted his head. "Come one in Anna."
The petite vampire walked into the room. "I need your help."
"We're a bit busy at the moment." Damon responded. He knew that John had staked the girl's mother and did feel bad for her but now wasn't the time.
"Someone took Jeremy."
"What?"
"He asked me to come hang out while he helped build a float for the parade." She started. "He went to get more supplies and never returned."
"Isabel has Jeremy," Elena rejoined the huddled group, looking pale. "And Uncle John."
Anna ground her teeth at the older Gilbert's name but Jeremy was in danger.
"She says if I don't deliver the devise tonight, she'll kill both of them." Elena continued near tears.
All eyes turned to Bonnie when she cleared her throat. "Grams and I were unable to determine exactly what it was suppose to do. But it appears to be a one shot wonder against vampires."
"Emily must have been truly pissed about having to work for Katherine," Anna whistled. The witch had definitely played her cards tight to the chest.
"What do we do now." Someone asked.
"I have to get my brother back."
"Bonnie, can you remove Emily's spell from the devise?" Stefan suggested.
"I'm not sure," Bonnie considered. "I don't know how she powered this one and Grams is out of town with a friend.
"Isabel doesn't have a witch on her payroll." Damon smiled knowing what his brother was thinking. "She'd never know if it was deactivated."
"I can try." the witch offered.
Damon brought out the device and set it on the desk. Bonnie studied it for a moment and it began to float at about chest height. Her brow began to furrowed as she attempted to break away the spell's energy. What the hell did Emily use this time?
Watching his girl closely, Damon saw when she began to waiver on her feet but when blood trickled from her nose he, sped to her side. "Enough," Damon wrapped his arms around her , breaking her concentration.
"I can't tell if I broke Emily's spell or not." Bonnie leaned heavily on him.
"Either you did it or your didn't," Damon sat her in the desk chair. "I won't have a repeat of Sheila's trip to the ER with you." he said firmly.
"We can't give up the device unless we know for sure." Stefan reminded them.
"Jeremy," Elena and Anna said together.
"Looks like we have to vote." Damon looked around the room. "Three of us in this room are potentially screwed if that thing still works."
"I won't let Jeremy be hurt so that I stay safe." Anna cast her two cents.
Looking at Elena. "For Jeremy, yeah." Stefan nodded.
"I'm no fan of 'uncle' John, but I can't let Isabel harm Jer." Damon agreed as he handed the trinket to Elena. "Call Isabel. Tell her you have what she wants."
As Elena called her mother and set a meeting place, Damon pulled his brother to the side to speak with him. When he returned, Bonnie silently asked him what that was about.
"I think I know how Isabel got a hold of one of the Gilbert rings." He whispered to her.
"How?"
"John Gilbert."
"Why would he give her a family heirloom?"
Damon flashed his eyes to Elena but said nothing.
"Oh my god," it suddenly clicked with her. John wasn't Elena's uncle.
"I thought the news might come best from Stefan." Damon shrugged.
The sun had set when the two parties met at city park. Isabel was flanked by two male flunkies while Stefan and Damon flanked Elena. The female vampire turned her head to see Alaric, Bonnie and Anna standing off to the side observing.
"Well isn't this a pretty picture," she smiled as she held out her hand for the Gilbert devise.
Elena stepped forward and placed it in the waiting palm. "Where's my brother."
"Call him," Isobel lifted her chin. "He was dropped off at your house on our way here.
Anna immediately flashed away to check on the teenager's well being.
"You took a chance that Damon would give me the device."
"I knew he would."
"Why?"
"Because he's in love with you." Isabel stared past the girl to Damon.
His jaw dropped. What was she up to? Looking at Bonnie a distance away, he knew she had heard as well. Hands in the pockets of his jacket, he played with the ring on his finger. This was Katherine's instigation. Oh when he got his hands on her.
Deep in thought of staking his maker, Damon nearly missed the mini-bitch's parting comment about Elena being doomed.
Once the opposing party was gone, Elena surged into her boyfriend's arms and cried, looking up once to stare at the other brother, Damon walked over to where Bonnie and Alaric stood.
"What now?" Alaric asked.
"Now we keep our fingers crossed." Damon explained.
The teacher nodded and bid his goodnights before he headed home.
"You ready to go home?" Damon asked his witch.
Bonnie looked at where Elena and Stefan were still holding each other for a moment then followed Damon to his car.
The pair remained silent on the drive back to the boarding house. Damon would glance at the girl but she kept her eyes fixed on the window.
Upon entering the house, Damon headed straight for his bourbon. "Would you like something?" He held up a bottle of Patron Silver before pouring a shooter glass for her, which Bonnie accepted without a word.
"Stef told me that he would be at Elena's most of the night." Damon faked a smile. "You wouldn't have happen to have put him up to that, would you?" He drained his glass.
"Why did she say that you were in love with Elena?" Bonnie tossed back the contents of the shooter.
Refilling his glass, Damon looked at her. "Stir up shit, I guess. She's a lackie. Katherine probably put her up to it. " He pointed to her empty glass. "Did you want another?"
Bonnie shook her head. "But she said it so matter of factly, and this afternoon she asked Elena why she chose Stefan over you as if Elena could have either of you."
The sound of glass smashing against stone caused her to jump.
"Why the hell does everyone assume that just because I thought myself in love with Katherine when I was young and stupid, that I would immediately be head over heels for her doppelganger?" Damon ranted. "I don't know why she said what she did, to confuse Elena or to have Stef and I at each other's throats? I don't care. All I know is my life is finally where I want it to be and neither of those bitches is going to take that from me."
Taking a new glass from the bar, he poured another drink then saw that Bonnie was cringing at his show of temper. Taking a deep breath, Damon let it out slowly to calm himself. He then approached the shocked girl and cupped her face in his hands. "I stopped loving Katherine the day I woke at the quarry and learned that it had been Katherine's intention all along to turn both me and my brother. If I did pass my feelings for her onto Elena, I'd be trying to drive a stake through Elena's heart." He leaned in to press his forehead against hers. "It's you that I'm in love with. "
"And I'm in love with you, Damon." Bonnie pulled away. "But how can I deny the words of your former lover declaring your love for someone who looks exactly like your first love."
Damon ran a frustrated hand through his hair. How could he prove that he had chosen her. "Wait here a sec, I want you to see something." He sped up stairs and returned just as quickly with a press board box that he set on the desk and opened it.
Curious, Bonnie stepped closer and peered in to see the box was full of envelopes.
"Every letter, every card Sheila ever sent me is in here. But these," he lifted a stack of letters banded together and handed them to her. "contain every note regarding your life." Bonnie took the letters and turned the package over. "Everything from learning of your conception, to first words and steps to her teaching you to ride a bicycle and drive a car are documented in here."
He stroked her cheek tenderly. "I've know you your whole life and the first time I kissed you in Atlanta, I've known that I've been waiting for you all mine." He caught the single tear as it slid down her face. "Katherine wasn't my first love. Not even close. It's always been you." He caught her trembling lips in a gentle kiss.
When they separated, a sly smile spread across her face. "Show me."
"With pleasure," he agreed and pulled her back into his arms for a deeper kiss. Without breaking the connection, he ran his hands over her back and bottom to her thighs. Adjusting his grip, he lifted her so that she could wrap her legs around him. Breaking the kiss only so that he could see where he was going, Bonnie nipped at his neck as they made their way to his bedroom.
Damon kicked the door shut once inside. The curtains were still open and moonlight streamed in so that there was no need for the lights.
Once on her feet again, the witch quickly divested the vampire of his shirt and placed a series of wet kisses on the exposed flesh, stopping to pay homage to each of his nipples. She was rewarded with the sound of his enjoyment.
Never one to remain passive, he made quick work of her shirt and bra, lavishing attention on each breast before dropping to his knees. Looking up at her face, he popped the button on her jeans and slowly lowered the zipper. Hands slipped inside the loosened fabric and eased the garment past her hips and down her legs. Bonnie took hold of his shoulders for balance as she stepped out of the pants.
Nuzzling the apex of her thighs, Damon inhaled her scent. "This morning I told you that we hadn't gotten to the main course but I have a confession to make."
"What's that?"
"I always did want dessert first." He grinned before licking a wide swath against one inner thigh then turning his head to bite with blunt teeth on the other. When Bonnie began to mewl, he pulled the scrap of lace covering her to one side and took a long stroke with his tongue.
"Yes," Bonnie cried out. "More." And she jumped slightly when he sucked her clit into his mouth. "So good."
Damon supported her with one hand and used the other to coax a leg over his shoulder. Once she was balanced,, with her hands embedded in his hair, he attacked her in earnest , sucking and lathing her flesh.
When the leg she was balanced on began to tremble, it was time to change locations. Lowering her other leg off his shoulder, he rose to his feet. Bonnie laughed when she found herself unceremoniously bouncing on Damon's bed where he had tossed her. But her laughter caught in her throat when she saw the predatory look in his eyes.
Grasping the sides of her bikinis he tugged them down her legs and tossed them to the floor. Stepping back, he then removed his own pants .
Crawling up from the foot of the bed, he reminded Bonnie of a panther. "Now where was I?" he contemplated out loud. "Ah yes, dessert." as he lowered his head to worship at her alter. Relentlessly teasing her , he lifted his eyes to watch her. As she gripped the pillow below her with one hand, she pinched at her nipple with the other. Damon hummed happily against her center before sliding a finger inside her. Bonnie panted at the new sensation and he crooked the finger and began to pump slowly in and out until her added a second finger.
Bonnie's breathing became shallow and he could feel her tighten around his fingers. "So close. Damon, don't stop." And with a strangled cry, she came against his mouth and hand.
The vampire smirked with pride as he wiped at his mouth and chin. When Bonnie opened her eyes, he deliberately licked at his fingers. "Dessert." He crawled up her body till they were level. "Your decision little witch." He kissed her. "Do we move on to the main course or you prefer I continue with dessert?" When Bonnie hesitated, he added. "If you're not ready, I'll gladly keep going until you pass out from exhaustion."
"No," Bonnie interjected. "No, I mean, I want to keep going." She licked her lips. "I just, I've just never gotten this far. I mean."
Damon placed a finger to her lips. "I've known you your entire life." He smiled at her. "Thank you for this gift." Leaning in he captured her mouth with his. Rocking his hips, he ran his length between her nether lips, not entering her but enjoying the silky slide. When Bonnie became restless he pulled her knee upward and angled himself to her entrance. "Hang onto me. " And as a slow as he could, he pushed into her warmth.
Bonnie flinched initial invasion then relaxed. She'd figured the first time would be bumpy but other than a sharp pinch and the stretching, there wasn't any of the discomfort she expected. Clasping Damon tighter, she pressed fevered kisses to his shoulder in neck and he withdrew slightly and then slowly press forward a little deeper.
Beads of sweat formed on his furrowed brow as he fought against the instinct to slam into her. He repeated the process of withdrawing then pressing deeper until he was buried to the hilt and Bonnie gasped. He held still with his head turned always from hers and bit his lip. He'd lose it like he was the virgin if he didn't reign in his control. Then Bonnie experimentally rolled her hips. "Sweetheart, don't do that just yet." He groaned. "Not unless you want this over before it starts." He thought for a moment he was actually drooling as moisture ran down his chin. Then he felt his hangs and realized that he had punctured his own lip while gathering his composure, Shit. He now looked like a monster.
"Damon?" she whispered, not understanding why he wasn't moving. "What's wrong?"
"Bonnie, I need a moment," Her started to pull away from her.
"You can't," she wrapped her legs around his waist pulling him back in deeper to which they both moaned. "Damon, why?" She cupped his face and turned him toward her. Seeing the embarrassed look in his near black eyes and the blood on his chin, she understood. Pulling his face closer as if to kiss him, instead she ducked at the last moment and licked his chin clean. "Show me more, Lover."
Relief washed over him as he did kiss her. The last thing he wanted to do was disgust her with his bases nature. When she relaxed her legs from their grip, he pulled back only to thrust back quickly. He experiment with the angle of his hips and the speed and depth until he had her writhing beneath him.
"Damon, I need." Scratching at his back.
"What do you need, Bonnie?" Slowing his movement. "Tell me what you need? Faster?" He gave a burst of short quick thrusts. "Or harder?" He snapped his hips, delving inside her as far as he could.
"Yes!," she shouted. Almost as fast as a vampire, she planted both feet flat on the mattress. "Both," she demanded.
"You'll be the death of me," he tried to chuckle as he created a rhythm that met her needs. He marveled as she body tensed and trembled and her head thrashed on the pillow. "Let go, my love." He whispered in her ear. "I'll catch. I'll always catch you."
Her inarticulate scream echoed off the walls as Bonnie shattered around him. Damon let go his control and let the siren call of her climax pull him to his with a roar.
When she could stir, Bonnie opened her eyes. "Damon?"
"Hmmmm?" He didn't lift his forehead from where it rest on her collarbone.
"Why is it so bright in here?"
"Huh?" The room had been dark when they started. Damon looked around at the glowing room and then started laughing. "I think we're going to have to be more careful for a while.
"What?" Damon had turned his upper back to allow the girl to raise up on her elbow but kept them connected. Looking around, she saw that every candle in the room and the fireplace where lit and blazing merrily. "Oh my God."
"I knew we'd be incredible together." He rolled them so that she was on top of him. "But I was not expecting that." He grinned at her.
Lifting onto her knees, she continued to look in awe. "We did this?"
"No, you did. " He laced their fingers together and locked his elbows.
"We did," Bonnie stated firmly as she swiveled her hips at the feel of him still inside her. "More?"
"More," he purred as he rocked to meet her hips. Intent on showing her the benefits of supernatural stamina.