Author's notes:
Super long chapter for you lovely people. Delena lishous. Lol
I will have more time the next two weeks to write and my goal is to finish Book 2. Enjoy the happiness admist the crazy here. Katherine is about to become very very scary so enjoy the calm before the storm and be sure to let me know what you think. Merry Christmas!
Elena watched Katherine race back up the stairs and turned to Damon who was still standing in the middle of the kitchen with a fake look of surprise on his face. Elijah nodded to Damon in thanks for the food and moved to lay down on the couch in the living room.
"Don't even give that bitch another thought baby," Damon eyes went back to hers and he smiled, moving closer to run his fingers down her arm. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Jeremy head back to the bedroom behind the kitchen area and close the door. He had a plate with an omelet in his hand.
Elena was quiet a minute before speaking again. "But Stefan's up there. She could..."
"She could what?" Damon wiped his hands on the not so sexy apron and then took it off as he shot her a questioning look. He was not sure what she was thinking right now. Did she think she needed to protect Stefan from their slutty ex? As far as he was concerned they deserved each other after what they had done to Elena. Carrying on in the bathroom at her parents cabin...how insensitive and hurtful could baby brother be? He would have expected that kind of crap from Kat but not kind, sweet, always thinking of everyone else, Saint Stefan.
But he held his tongue and refused to say what he really wanted to. Elena clearly still cared about his brother even after what he had done to her. But he would just be digging himself a hole and look really insecure if he said she should just leave him alone.
He had been acting like an ass and he deserved her anger, not her forgiveness so quickly.
However it would not give him any points to be jealous of her caring for his damn brother. That was one of thing he most loved about her; her desire to see the good in people, so how could he fault her for that.
If she had not looked deeper in him, he might never have experienced how amazing it was to be with her.
To be hers.
He sighed, swallowing his pride and pulled her to him. "It's nothing baby. I just don't want him to hurt you anymore. You have been through enough."
He wrapped his fingers around her head till he was leaning on her forehead. Placing a tender kiss above her nose he pulled back, smiling at her.
"And you are right. You should bring him some food. It might help. Just forget about Katherine. Elijah compelled her not to leave the cabin, but I will not let her hurt you. She knows she can't get to you and that we will all protect you."
Elena nodded at him, feeling his lips on her skin and she just nuzzled into his chest and she felt him resting his chin on top of her head.
They fit so perfectly together.
"I know Damon. You are right too. I don't care about her...but part of me still wants to talk to Stefan. I want to understand what happened and why. Are you okay with that? Please?"
She looked up at him with the sweetest, pleading eyes.
He had never been able to resist those doe eyes.
Not since the moment he met her.
He exhaled deeply, still looking into her eyes. He just turned to mush when she gave him that look. Damn the power she had over his immortal and undead heart!
Well not really, he thought. He loved making her happy and if closure with his brother is what she needed, he was more than happy to give her that. He knew she loved him and wanted only him.
He could do this.
She took his face in her hands and he watched those amazing doe eyes shining back at him. She wore the hint of a pout on her moist lips. She pulled him in for a kiss, not hard, or passionate but soft and sweet and tender. Her mouth covered his and just the taste of her on his lips made his heart pound faster and he could feel a moan climbing up his dry throat.
"Mmm angel, you know when you do that you make me agree to anything," he breathed raggedly.
She smiled mischievously at him knowing she had him wrapped around her little finger. That was not exactly conducive to her safety but this was just talking to Stefan not handing herself over to Klaus or anything crazy like that. She knew she was making him her own little puppet and she was damn proud of how she affected him.
"I know Damon, that is why I do it." She giggled and he glared at her and she watched him cautiously as she made her way to the stairs, the plate with a steaming hot omelet in her hands.
Uh oh, she might have pushed him too far. She saw him suddenly vamp speed after her when she had almost made it to the second floor landing and he grabbed her and swung her with him into the bathroom between the rooms.
She squealed and he put his hand over her mouth quickly while his other hand had taken the omelet out of her hands and set it on the counter by the sink. Her eyes were wide as she looked back at him. He warned her to shush, and took his hand away from her mouth. She immediately slid her hands around his neck, and pulled his lips down to hers.
"Ah ah ah, sweetness," he stopped her mouth from touching his by putting a finger against his lips blocking hers.
He frowned down at her little manipulative behavior.
"Naughty naughty girl. Do you want a spanking?" His lips curled back up into his typical half smirk and he stared her down. "You think you can win with me?" He knew it was pretty pointless to try and fight her but he was determined to at least try to make some of his blood operate his brain.
Her bottom lip stuck out more, teasing him to taste it and hell yes did he want to.
Damon swallowed hard, forcing his brain to push his thoughts out onto his tongue. He had never had such a hard time forming a damn sentence in his life!
"Okay, I will let you win, on one condition," he exhaled sharply feeling her fingers under his shirt and sliding around his waist before she twisted her thumbs into his back belt loops and pushed his very angry erection against her core.
"Fuck," he mumbled. He knew what the condition was, at least he thought he did.
Where the hell was his brain?
He groaned, feeling her rub herself against him. She had somehow managed to trap him against the counter too. He spun them around so at least she was tight between him and the smooth counter.
"Let me win?" She frowned at him and jumped herself onto it and gently pulled his hand away from his mouth to descend his lips onto hers.
He moaned instantly and tangled his fingers in her already messed up hair.
God, she felt so good.
He didn't care about anything else at that moment except her mouth on his. He grinded himself against her and heard a whimper escape her lips.
Two could play at that game.
He did even remember what they were even arguing about. He pulled her flowing, loose peasant top over her head and tossed it on the floor. He broke their ravenous kiss for a split second before his mouth was crashing back onto hers. He could already feel her fingers making quick work of his belt and tearing down his zipper. Her little hands were tugging his jeans down and he heard her grunting in displeasure when they didn't move off of him fast enough.
"Elena what are we..?" he managed to gasp out in when she finally needed air from the kiss. Her lips were so swollen and such a rich red color. Her skin everywhere he looked was blushing under his gaze. He saw her undo her bra and shrug her arms out of it and the next second she was unbuttoning his dark navy shirt with near vampire speed.
"Baby, mmm," He tried to think of what he had wanted to tell her. It was something about Stefan, or Katherine and keeping her safe.
"I just," he began between kisses. "I just need.." he tried again. Damn him, he could not concentrate on anything!
Elena was smiling and felt his hands now around her waist and caressing her skin up her bare back as he pulled her closer to the edge of the counter. She groaned and threw her head back. "Mmm Damon. You need me. That is all you need. I need you too so much. Don't worry about Stefan or my dopple bitch. I love you. I know its crazy and its only been a day...but I'm yours Damon, always. I can't imagine being with anyone else ever."
His mouth almost hung open at her declaration of her love for him. He had known it and she had told him while they were making love before but hearing it again and said in such a passionate, powerful way, he was awestruck.
How did he ever get this lucky?
It still felt like a dream and that he would wake up and nothing in the tomb would have happened. He was scared that all of a sudden he would be back in her backyard, leaning against the tree or up by her window and wake up from guarding her as she slept.
He was scared to close his eyes at all since she had said she loved him. His body was telling him he needed to relax and somehow he just couldn't.
She pulled him against her, yanking his shirt down his arms and he groaned her name as he felt her breasts against his bare chest.
"Damn Elena," he moaned into her shoulder feeling her body so soft against him. He could smell how much she wanted him too and he tugged her into his arms, and off the counter. He unbuttoned her jeans with the streamlined precision of a practiced lover. This time not ripping the button or the zipper and raked her jeans down her legs at lightning speed. "I want you so bad. I need to be inside you."
She stood there a moment in nothing but her delicate lace panties, a sheen of sweat all over her olive skin. Her beautiful brown eyes were locked to his as she pulled his pants that were only halfway down his legs all the way off, first with her hands and then her one foot hooked them between her toes to pull them off him.
Her eyes never left his the whole time and his gorgeous ocean eyes looked like they were looking into her very soul, binding hers with his. This was so much more than any casual sex.
The look they shared felt like it surpassed the boundaries of time and space.
They were each others exact match in every way. Their strengths and weaknesses fit together so perfectly.
It felt like fireworks were going off in Damon's head.
He thought he felt heat, passion and love with Katherine. But he realized right then that it was nothing to the electricity and powerful connection he was forging with Elena.
She smiled almost shyly at how intensely he was looking at her. But he gave her no chance to be shy or worried about anything at all and scooped her into his arms, feeling her legs go tightly around his waist as he hungrily plundered her mouth with his tongue. His hands held her up and he pressed them against the closed door. He started kissing down her neck and down the middle of her chest and he heard her cry out in pleasure once his mouth found one of her pebbled nipples.
Her hands were tugging on the strands of his silky black hair with animalistic need as he suckled her in his mouth. She was squirming in his arms against the door, her core rubbing more and more over him. The only thing between them was the thin fabric of their underwear.
And the next instant she felt him tearing the fabric away leaving her naked in his arms. He blurred them back to the counter and covering her mouth with his again, she felt him plunge himself inside her.
"Gahh Damon, ahh" she cried out against his lips. The feeling of fullness was incredible and she gripped his shoulders with both her hands.
He winced as he felt her nails in his skin and scrape down his back so hard he knew she had drawn blood. He was hard and fast and he barely gave her a moment to adjust to his size before he slammed his hips back and forth against hers. He held her tight, his fingers splaying over both of her hips, angling her just right to make her cry out more.
He could feel her heart pounding hard between them as he dragged his blunt teeth along her throat and down to her shoulder. He could smell her blood so close to the surface of her skin. He wanted to bite her again so badly, but he also did not want to frighten her.
"Oh Elena, I love you so much." he groaned against her shoulder.
She pulled his head up to her face to gaze into his eyes as she pushed her hips hard against his. She was so close, just a little more and she would be soaring into the stars. "I love you too Damon."
And the next second she pulled her mouth back down to his for a searing kiss.
She gripped his hips herself and helped propel them higher and higher into their awaiting bliss. Her legs wrapped around his waist pushing her body as close as she could be to him. She felt his lips back down by her neck and then his teeth on the hollow of her throat.
She angled her neck up. "Do it please."
His heavy lidded eyes snapped up to hers and he saw her nodding to him.
"I'm yours Damon, take all of me. Please." She nodded again and saw a half smile grace his lips before they descended down to her neck again.
Damon pounded his hips against hers as he let his teeth click down into place and the blood started flowing into his eyes. He reached between them and rubbed his thumb against her folds, and when she cried out in pleasure he plunged his fangs in her skin.
He still kept a tight hold on her one hip with his other hand and started feeling her legs shaking. She tugged more aggressively on his hair, holding his head hard against her neck as he sucked deeply from her.
He pulled back, knowing he could not take too much. He felt his legs too start to weaken. "Elena," he rasped, squeezing the skin of her waist. "I want to see you." He saw her eyes flick up to his and he was trying to get back his human visage and not show her his vampire one when he came. But his emotions and his body against hers was too powerful and he let out a groan of pleasure, his eyes locked on hers till they both stilled.
She was absolutely in awe of the emotions she saw all over his face right then.
There was nothing like it.
He finally released her legs and his head fell down on her sweat soaked shoulder. She cradled him so vulnerable and so perfect in her arms. She panted hard against his body and they just sat there for a long time.
Damon opened his eyes slowly and smiled at seeing her naked beautiful body on display in the mirror behind them. She looked so thoroughly fucked and had never been more proud of his skills in bed, or in this case out of bed.
But the talents he had picked up over the years were nothing compared to the intensity of love, devotion and selflessness.
He smiled because she smiled and he was seeing more and more what love really was. It wasn't for pussies, or overrated, or a waste of his life. It was the most amazing feeling he had ever experienced… and he never wanted it to end.
He felt her hands in his hair just stroking him gently. He lifted his head off her shoulder and watched her turn her head till her eyes met his. "I...I...think we both won, Salvatore," she mumbled breathlessly.
He smiled up at her, loving how amazing she looked so satisfied and so delicious. "I think you are right sweetness.
"But what's this is heard about a spanking?" She saw him smirk at her and she wiggled her eyebrows back at him. "Judging by your moans...I thought I was really good girl honey."
Damon licked his lips and cupped her face in his hands. "Oh I know you were. But the thought of you as my bad girl. Damn that makes me want you again...like now."
Elena backed away, her hand against his chest as he came in for her lips again and she could already feel him growing harder against her leg. "Hold it buddy. I wanted to get this omelet to Stefan when it was hot and you have managed to deter me long enough."
She jumped off the counter, untangling herself from his arms and pulled her jeans back on. It felt weird with no underwear but from the look Damon was giving her as he watched her get dressed he wanted to undress her the next chance he got.
He stuck his bottom lip way out at her and gave her his best sad puppy face. Her expression was between a smile and a laugh and she let her bra fall back down from where she had picked it up. He was getting more excited by the second seeing her toss her bra back down as she stepped closer to him. She ran her tongue over her top lip and seductively slid her hands down her chest stopping to tease her nipples before running them down to the apex of her thighs.
Damon could feel himself all ready for her again and moved closer. Her fingers were playing just above her folds and his eyes got bigger and bigger. But then just like that she slipped the button in the button hole and dragged the zipper up slowly. He could not express how disappointed he felt.
She reached down to the floor and tossed his jeans to him. "Sorry baby. That's all you get for now. I need to bring this to Stefan. And we can't keep avoiding everyone forever." She deliberately avoided his eyes knowing she would cave in a second if she saw that adorable puppy look again.
He begrudgingly accepted his jeans and tugged them back on. "Fine Elena, but you definitely owe me." He saw her dressed and reaching for the plate of food. He grabbed her arm before she could touch it and spun her back into his arms.
"I love you so much," he mumbled against her hair. "Since the moment I saw you. I can't believe that this...us is real. I'm still scared I'm going to wake up and it will all be a dream. I don't want to close my eyes and have you back with my brother and none of this existed."
He was being vulnerable with her again. Surprisingly, it was easier each time he took the risk.
Elena was taken aback by hearing his fear. She looked back up at him. "No Damon, don't you ever think that." She pulled his head lower till she could rest her forehead against his. She heard him take a deep breath and saw his eyes were down past hers and not looking at her.
"It's real Damon. You and me will be real for always. I don't want you to be scared to fall asleep. I want to wake up with you wrapped around me every morning and fall asleep sated, sweaty, tangled in the sheets and basking in each others love every night."
She saw him tentatively look back up in her eyes and she smiled at him. "Everything that happened in the tomb was real. As much as I would love for some of it to never have happened, I am so glad it did or it would not have lead me to you. It would not have shown me what an incredible, selfless, brave, vulnerable and amazing man you are."
"Lanie, you can't seriously have wanted..." But he didn't get to finish and she put her finger against his lips.
"I'm glad he forced us to kiss. I'm so happy that the creep wanted you to bite me." He was shaking his head at her. She stilled his head with her hands. "Yes Damon. I'm so glad he threatened to burn me alive...otherwise I might never have felt the incredibleness of our connection. I always knew there was something there but I was too scared to explore it. He made me discover that my feelings for you were so deep and so real."
Damon had stayed still and was just studying her as she spoke.
"I know you won't agree and I hate what he did but if that bastard had not almost raped me..." she sniffled a moment and Damon's hands went up to cradle hers still on his face.
She paused and gathered her strength back up to steady her voice. "If he hadn't done that... I would have never heard from you how deep your feelings for me were. When you poured your heart out to Stefan in your room, that you would never compel me to sleep with you, I had never heard you be so vulnerable telling him how much it hurt you to see what was happening to me. That made me see you in such a different way and I am so thankful for that."
Damon was sniffling now too as he felt a stray tear slid down his cheek to caress her fingers on his face. "Oh Elena," he breathed. "I had no idea."
"How could you?" she replied. "I don't regret what that hell has brought me. I might have never been brave enough to tell you I loved you, as premature as that really was, unless you were dying. I was so scared of hurting Stefan, hurting myself, thinking I knew you, when I truly had no idea who you were till then."
Damon was overcome with emotion and let the tears fall freely from his eyes, He knew she loved him, deep love, true love, even tested love and he did not feel in any way scared to be real with her. To not be the sarcastic, tough, bad ass that he wanted people to think he was.
Sure he loved that part of himself and he knew she did too, but there was more of him underneath. She had seen through all of that and no one else had ever even tried to see the real him.
He was speechless in her presence right now, overwhelmed with emotion.
She focused her eyes back on his once more. "We did live through hell I know, but it brought me you. And I know together we can beat Klaus, we can get through anything. As long as you are with me Damon I can overcome anything. Just like yesterday when I was so scared, you were the only thing grounding me. Together, I am not scared of anything. I trust you with my life and that will never change."
She looked deeply in his eyes after pouring her heart out to him. His eyes were shiny with tears too and she knew he had heard and cherished every word she said.
His eyes were locked on hers and he was stroking his hands down her cheeks and smoothing her hair from her eyes. "I, I can't believe you are mine. I promise I will be as open to you as you were right now to me. I just, right now I have no words to describe how happy being with you makes me."
She pulled back nodding to him. "For sure Damon. I understand. Being this open and emotional must be challenging." She picked up the plate again and turned to open the door. "Oh and don't worry I'll let you spank me later. Can't wait." She blew him a kiss, just leaving him standing there in the bathroom half dressed.
He sighed and smiled back to her as the door closed. He stood there a minute just replaying everything she had said and then shrugged his arms back into his shirt and did up his jeans and belt. He leaned his arms on either side of the sink and just stared in the mirror at the grinning idiot staring back at him. He looked so goofy and he could not stop smiling.
Taking one more glance in the mirror he realized that was the face of a man in love and he grinned wider before turning out the light and closing the door behind him.
