Author's Note: I have been sitting on this one for a few days now because I am just trash with sexy scenes but I tried with this one. I am writing this off the top of my head so I switched how I wanted to take the story as I was in the middle of writing this chapter. But don't worry there is a method to the madness and I plan to continue frequently writing on this. And to 'complete' this story sooner rather than later. I hope it all flows cohesively, if it doesn't just go with it, it's just a fanfic :P :D Anyways, I hope you read it, like it (or you can love it if you want to), and review it.

Consciousness hit her like a sledgehammer to her chest and caused her to bolt upright as she gasped for air. Her eyes were wide and unfocused and couldn't yet register her surroundings. It had been a familiar voice that pulled her closer towards awareness.

"Bonnie, are you, all right?"

"Grams?" Bonnie called out as her face morphed to a scowl and she locked eyes to her grandmother, who leaned in and captured her in a tight hug. "What happened, where did you go?"

"I didn't go anywhere, I've been right here at your side for nearly an hour. Terrified out of my mind," Sheila stated as she pulled from the embraced and settled back on the bed beside where Bonnie had been lying. "Child, you scared the hell out of me."

"No, you disappeared and I couldn't find you anywhere. I couldn't even sense your essence at all," Bonnie continued as she scanned her eyes over her grandmother reassuring herself that she was really there and she was okay. Sheila stared back at her in confusion. "You were supposed to be there, everyone else was there, but you weren't," Bonnie sobbed out as her tears finally slipped from her eyes.

"Oh, Babygirl," Sheila spoke softly to her as she reached out and stroked her cheek, now understanding what Bonnie was telling her. "I am so sorry, Bonnie, I didn't know you had passed on."

"What is she talking about?" Elena who had been standing on the other side of the bed beside Stefan spoke out, and Bonnie's eyes nearly popped from their sockets when she turned to regard her friend.

"Elena?" She called out in surprise which turned to instant fright when she noticed Stefan there as well. Then her eyes finally took in her surroundings as they scanned the room. "And Stefan? Okay, what the hell is going on?" She began to panic.

"Bonnie, calm down," Sheila consoled. "You're okay, you're safe."

"But this isn't right. This isn't my afterlife," Elena's brows bunched in confusion at what Bonnie had said while Stefan bowed his head a bit in understanding. "Where are we?"

"We're at the Salvatore Boardinghouse," Sheila answered.

"Yeah, I can see that but I don't understand how we got here," Bonnie countered. "I died and I was in the afterlife with our loved ones, our ancestors. I was there with them just a second ago, looking for you, and then I was here."

"Bonnie, I am so sorry baby," Sheila spoke out as her own tears spilled from her eyes. "Before I was pulled here a couple of days ago, I was in the afterlife too with our ancestors but you weren't there yet. You were still alive. You didn't say this was going to happen!" Sheila yelled out as she looked up at the ceiling. "I didn't want this!" She continued to yell while the others in the room looked on baffled. "I am so sorry Bonnie I didn't know you had passed on and that I was pulling you from your afterlife."

"Wait, you mean you're alive and … I'm alive too?" She asked as she shot her hand to her neck to feel for a pulse which thumped slightly elevated beneath her fingers.

"Sheila," Stefan cut into the moment. "What's going on?" Sheila took a deep breath to compose herself, wiped her eyes, and then turned to the vampire.

"I did a spell to give Bonnie all of her memories, from 'our' future time. They told me that was the only way we'd have a chance to defeat Kai. We needed the most powerful Bennett witch, and that's you babygirl,"

"They, who's they?" Elena chimed in.

"Our ancestors. I went to visit them when you all left out this morning. I was seeking their guidance and help on how to stop Kai and ensure Bonnie's survival. They must have known this was going to happen, which is why they didn't mention you were already with them in the afterlife. They knew I would have never pulled you from your eternal rest like that."

"Did you say, Kai?" Bonnie broke in as she became instantly filled with anger, she hadn't experienced in a very long time at hearing a name she thought and had prayed she'd never hear again. "Kai's back?"

"Yes, babygirl," Sheila confirmed while she nodded her head. "Wait, don't you remember any of the past few days? Everything that's been going on with Kai?"

"No, I don't remember anything about that," Bonnie answered as she shook her head even as she really thought on it. "And my memory is still very sharp for a 92-year-old, according to my doctor. Well, at least it was before I died after having a massive heart attack in my sleep, night before last," She added with a pout. "But I do remember Malachai Parker. I've never been able to forget that bastard. But I locked him away in for good I thought."

"Unfortunately, he found a way out," Sheila said. "And I don't know how he did it, but Kai's come back to the past. He said he wanted to have a clean slate to make amends with you. At least that is what Damon told us he said to you two when you ran into him earlier today,"

"Damon," Bonnie pushed out in shock and elation. All of the thoughts and concerns she had just had about where she was and Kai dimmed in her mind when she heard the elder Salvatore brother's name. "Where is he?"

"We don't know. I've been doing location spells to try to track him, but Kai's more powerful than he should be. So, he's either got some very powerful witch helping him, or he's siphoned their powers for himself, which is more likely," Sheila answered but then Stefan spoke out again.

"Damon's off somewhere licking his wounds," He said fully understanding who Bonnie was actually asking about. "Kai told you something about Damon's past that you weren't aware of and it really scared you. Damon thinks you hate him again and will never forgive him. So, he left a while ago despite my warnings that it wasn't safe with kai out there. But Damon has never been one to listen to reason."

"Yeah, and that only gets worse as he gets older," Bonnie snorted out around a chuckle before she grew serious again. "But, I'm pretty sure I know everything about Damon's past," Bonnie remarked as she frowned up and thought about what was the worst things, he had ever told her about, "He's told me all about it. Even the most unsavory parts, so believe me, nothing would shock me at this point."

"Maybe not at 92," Sheila started to explain. "But Bonnie, it's November 19th, 2009 and you're 16 years-old." At hearing this Bonnie held her hands out to look down at them and found youthful smaller hands. She then touched her face where she found smooth skin. And then finally touched her breast to find them firm and supple.

"Oh my God," Was all Bonnie could get out though she shouldn't have been too shocked. Afterall, she was looking at Elena who looked to be 17 and not the 78-year-old woman she had last seen when she accompanied Damon and Stephanie to Elena's funeral. "So, Kai's plan was to come back to a time 'before' I knew who he was?"

"Yeah, but Kai apparently didn't do the spell correctly," Stefan answered.

"I'm not surprised," Bonnie said with a slight eye-roll. "He's always been foolish with magic, which is why he's so dangerous."

"Exactly," Sheila spoke with a smile and a nod of her head. "Maybe giving you your future memories was the best recourse. You're remembering things about Kai, as well as, all that you've learn over the years about your own magic. All of that will help us fight him."

"Oh, I'm not going to fight him. I'm going to destroy him, and this time I'm not going to play nice. He's messed with me and mine for the last time," Bonne hissed out and her face darkened. Her words and demeanor caused concern in Elena who was not used to seeing Bonnie like this or hearing such coldness in her voice. "So, how come you all remembered our future but Grams, you had to do a spell to bring mine back?"

"I don't remember either," Elena spoke out as she raised her hand a little and then folded it back across her chest.

"Somehow, the spell Kai did sent the memories of all supernatural beings back to their past selves in this time," Sheila answered. "But only to those who were already a supernatural being during this time. Elena wasn't yet a vampire and you, baby, you were just now starting to tap into your magic, and as I recall you weren't too receptive about being a witch. So, you weren't powerful enough yet, that's why the spell didn't affect 16-year-old you."

"Thank you for bringing my memories back, believe me it was necessary because what little magic I knew back when I was 16 would not have done anything to Kai, except maybe amuse him. But I've learned a lot about my magic in the 76 years since," She declared as she held out her hand and conjured a vibrant blue electrical ball of energy. "And it looks like I still have all that power."

"Wow, last week you could barely float a feather," Elena stated as she threw her friend an impressed smile, and Bonnie smile back at her old friend. A friend she hadn't been as close too in their golden years due to both of their relationships with Damon, but she was still very happy to see her.

"Well, I'm not that meek girl who was scared of magic," Bonnie said as she closed her hand and dispelled the ball of energy. "I am a grown woman well aware of my powers, and I am not afraid to use my powers to kick Kai's ass," She declared and then quickly shot large, frightened eyes back to her grandmother, who sat watching her with a smirk and arched brows. "I'm sorry for cursing, Grams."

"Don't be," Sheila said with a chuckle. "Like you just said you are a grown woman and from a living life point-of-view, technically you're older that me. But don't let that fool you, young lady, I will put you over my knee and give you a whipping if you get out of hand," She added on jokingly as they both giggled. "And speaking of whipping, are you sure you're up to facing Kai?"

"Yeah, especially now that I have you here to help me." Sheila grasped her hand and sent her a loving smile at these words. "But I will be needing something else," She said this as she got down from the massive bed while the other watched her curiously. "I just have to go find him," She added as she moved a few steps away from the bed, closed her eyes, and took a couple of deep breaths. "Invenio," She said before blipping away right before the other's eyes.

"Whoa what just happened? Where did Bonnie go?" Elena questioned as she stared awestruck at the spot Bonnie had disappeared from.

"I think Bonnie finally mastered the teleportation spell," Stefan said with a slight smile.

"Mastered it?" Sheila chimed in as she sat amazed, proud, and a little concerned by what she had just witnessed. "No, she reinvented it. I have never seen it done like that before."

That same moment, elsewhere

"God, I really hate you. I have always hated you. And now I hate myself because apparently, I'm just as evil and cruel as you ever were. No, no I've surpassed you in that regard. So, I guess I've kept your legacy alive. Like father, like son," He spat out as he lifted the half empty bourbon bottle to his mouth, but instead of drinking from the bottle he threw it to shatter against the gravestone he stood in front of. "What a waste of good bourbon," He mumbled out as he reached down and started to unloop his belt.

"Don't you dare," The feminine voice warned him and Damon snapped his head to his right and looked onto his uninvited visitor.

"Bonnie?" He called out to her in almost a whisper.

"The one and only," She replied and it brought a feeling of deja vu for them. Damon was stunned that she was there but still happy and excited to see her, but that fast turned to fear and anger.

"What the hell are you doing out here? How did you get here?" He added on as he looked for her car but found only his parked nearby. "You know it's not safe with Kai running around."

"Wow, and I thought for sure you'd be happier to see me," She said as she tossed him a small frown and he frowned back in confusion to her words. She then rushed to him, leapt up on him, and wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. Damon had instinctively welcomed her and wrapped his arms around her waist even as he continued to stare at her lost. "Hi," She said as he stared at her in utter bewilderment and she giggled a little at his expense and then turned serious as she studied his face. "Man, I forgot just how gorgeous you were at this age," She could now see danger and suspicion cloud his eyes as he regarded her. "It's me, Damon. I mean, the future me. Your best friend," She spoke this as she playfully bobbed her head from side to side and his mouth fell open in shock. His eyes told her that he still had doubts. "Grams did a spell that brought all my 'future' memories back to 16-year-old me," She finished with a smile.

"Sorry, but I'm gonna need a little more than just your word," Damon said even though his heart was already elated and sure of who it was he held in is arms. At first, he had thought maybe it were some trick Kai was pulling, but this 'felt' like his Bon-Bon. She smiled at him and then swooped in and captured his mouth in a gentle, sweet kiss. He instantly reacted by tightening his left arm more snugly around her waist and then reached up his right hand and gripped the back of her head to hold her to him. He deepened the kiss no longer caring if this might be some figment of his imagination that Kai could be conjuring up. Damon decided he would relish this moment. Bonnie moaned and enjoyed the flavor of their combined tastes on her tongue. After another moment of bliss she ended the kiss just as suddenly as she had begun it.

"I have wanted to do that for so long, Damon, and I wish to God I had done it years ago. I wish we had just run away together like I know you wanted us to do. But it's too late now my friend, my love. Maybe in our next life we will be together again. And I will hope and pray that I will see you in my next life," She said these words as a tear slid down her cheek, just as tears spilled from Damon's eyes.

"That was the last thing you ever said to me. The last thing I heard before I died," He said around a sad smile as he recalled her at his bedside, holding his hand. Then she had kissed him and whispered those words to him just before he drifted away. Bonnie smiled back at him as she nodded her head and wiped away his tears. He had long ago stopped trying to hide his softer side from Bonnie because he knew he was always safe with her. She wouldn't laugh or mock him for it, but would always listen to his woes, and literally let him cry on her shoulders. Just as he would always do for her. "And I know you were trying to console me before I died, but it only pissed me off. I thought, 'how dare she tell me this now, when I can't do anything about it'. I was in love with you, you know? And I had been for many years," He finally confessed what he had never had the courage to tell her before in their other life.

"I know," She replied in a hushed tone as she dropped her forehead to his and closed her eyes.

"And to tell me you felt the same on my deathbed, well, that's kind of cruel, Bon-Bon," Damon stated but his voice held no real malice.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't let you die thinking that I didn't know how you truly felt about me. Mostly, I wanted you to know that I felt the same for you. But we both decided in that life that we would just be best friends. You chose a life with Elena and Stephanie and I chose to travel the world doing my charity work. And we were both happy and content in our lives, for the most part."

"Yeah, but we could have been so much more had we been together," Damon said what they both felt was the truth. Bonnie nodded in agreement.

"Well, we're together right now," She said as she leaned back some so, she could look him in his eyes. "And I can't believe I'm saying this, but thanks to Kai we get to do it all over again. And there's nothing to stop us from doing things differently if we want to."

"Oh, I want to," Damon quickly interjected as his hold on her tightened as if to keep her from slipping away from him.

"So, do I," Bonnie replied as she purposely twirled her hips a little to apply pleasurable friction against the growing bulge she felt pressing between her legs. "I still love you. I still want you, Damon, and I don't want to wait any longer. In fact, I want you to make love to me right now," She said this and moved her hands from around his neck and down to rake across the exposed flesh that peeked out of the top of the black cotton shirt he wore. A shiver rushed through him at her touch.

"Well, I am always happy to oblige, but do you really want to do that in the Mystic Falls Cemetery on top of my father's grave? That's kind of disrespectful don't you think?"

"Asks the man who was just about to piss on said grave," She responded with a smirk.

"I piss on this grave all the time for sentimental reasons. It's like a family tradition. But, do you really want your first time to be on the ground in a graveyard."

"This technically wouldn't be my first time, you know," She said around a sly smile and let the implication sit there so he would wonder if she had ever actually made love in a graveyard before. She knew it would be a conversation that he would bring back up to her later. Damon narrowed his eyes and smirked back at her for a second before he spoke again.

"I meant that your mind and memories may be that of an 80-year-old woman—"

"I actually lived to be 92," She cut in and his smiled widened a little at know she had lived to see another decade after he had died.

"But this body," He continued as he let his hands slip down to grip her ass, which he gave a light squeeze. "Is the body of a 16-year-old virgin. And now I feel like a dirty old man," He scowled up a bit at the thought.

"Damon, you 'are' a dirty old man and have been for as long as I've known you. Question is are you going to let any of what you just said stop you from making love to?" She asked and he simply shook his head no in reply.

"No. I want you too badly and I've wanted you for too long to allow my chivalrous nature to stop me, but I want you in a big bed. Unfortunately, my bed is not really an option, not with Sheila staying at the Boardinghouse right now."

"Invenio," Bonnie said and Damon felt as if he had to catch his breath as he blinked and found that they were no longer in the cemetery but now stood in some darkened bedroom. Once his nose took in the scents, all of which were engrained in his brain as 'Bonnie's Scent', he knew he was in her childhood bedroom at the home she shared with her father. "Will this do?" Bonnie asked him as she removed her legs from around his waist and settled her feet firmly on the floor.

"Well, the bed isn't all that big, but, yeah, it'll do," Damon replied as he smirked down at her and then he stumbled back and plopped down onto the bed after Bonnie shoved his chest. She then smiled down at him seductively and yanked the loose fitting light blue tank up and over her head, and tossed it on the floor. As she stood in only a black lacy, satin bra and short, cut-off denim shorts Damon's eyes raked over her cinnamon skin. He drank in every inch of her exposed flesh as she unbuttoned the shorts and shimmied out of them. Never one to be outdone, Damon sat more upright and quickly yanked the black tee he wore over his head, and dropped it beside the bed. He inwardly chuckled at the way Bonnie stared appreciatively at his bare muscular chest, with a hungry look of someone half starved. He then reached down and removed his shoes and socks. Next, he stood and divested himself of the black casual fitting jeans he had worn. His erect member making that task a little difficult for him. He stepped closer to her and for a split second he saw uncertainty flash in her eyes, and in that moment, she truly looked like a scared 16-year-old girl who was about to lose her virginity. Despite his earlier proclamation his chivalrous nature peeked out. "Are you sure you want to do this, Bonnie? We can wait if you need more time to adjust to everything."

"No, I want to be with you more than anything right now, Damon. It has taken us over 60 years to finally do this," She spoke. "We've both waited long enough. It's just that …"

"It's just that what?" He coaxed her to tell him as he reached down and hooked his fingers under her chin and lifted her face so her eyes were looking directly at his.

"This isn't some fleeting, in the heat of the moment thing to me," She began to explain. "Damon, when I say that I want you and want to be with you, I mean, I'm in love with you and I want a romantic, committed, monogam…Mmhmm," Damon ended her words and relieved her worries by pulling her into a sensuous kiss. He released her from the kiss, cupped her face in both hands, leaned down a little, and looked deeply into her eyes.

"I want all of those things too, Bon-Bon," He declared. "I have been in love with you for a very long time Bonnie Bennett. I was in love with you even before I was fully aware of it. I know without a shadow of a doubt that I want to spend the rest of my life and my afterlife with you. I would marry you right now if you and the state of Virginia would let me," He ended with a playful and loving smile and she smiled back at him.

"Well, in about 15 months from now the state of Virginia will have no say," She said as she placed both of her hands against his chest. He slid his hands from underneath her forearms, over her elbow, and upward to lightly gripped them around both of her wrists.

"And what would you say?" Damon asked the question that he had pondered for over 50 years whenever he would indulge in his fantasies of running away with Bonnie.

"I'd say yes," She replied with a smile and reached up, grasped his neck, and slowly pulled his face down to her until his lips brushed against hers. "I would always say yes for you, Damon," She affirmed and then kissed him deeply. He enveloped her in his arms again, reached behind her, and unhooked her bra allowing it to fall to the floor. He then took a step back so he could look upon her and fully appreciate her immaculate body.

"Damn, leave it to you to be even more sexy than I'd ever imagine you to be in my wettest and wildest dreams about you," He genuinely complimented her as she bowed her head coyly and blushed. "I mean it, Bonnie. You are so fucking beautiful; inside and out. I hope you realize what you're getting yourself into. I don't know if you know this about me, but I can be a little obsessive," He said jokingly through a knowing smile as Bonnie cackled out at his words. "… And once I have you, I will never, ever give you up," Damon declared, and Bonnie smiled saucily at him as she took a step closer and shoved him. He landed on the bed and settled back onto his elbows. This position showed his tremendous bulge which spoke to just how excited he was in that moment as he continued to worship her with his eyes. Bonnie moved to Damon and straddled his lap. She began to slowly grind her center on his engorged member. The action caused their eyes to roll shut and heads to fall back, at the jolt of pleasure that struck them in their core. Damon reached up both hands and grasped her waste to affix her more firmly to his now painfully swollen crotch. He guided her movements in a purposeful manner that heightened both their pleasure.

"Damon," Bonnie gasped out in a whispery tone, that sounded as if she were having a difficult time catching her breath. The rubbing against her swollen clit shook her so much it made her jostle forward and clutch Damon's forearms. Damon planned to take this slow, which he knew would be an excruciating feat for him. But he also knew that at this time in Bonnie's life she was still a virgin. Sure, she had the memories of a life long-lived, but this body had not yet known the pleasure he had intended to show it.

Bonnie reveled at the ecstasy Damon was invoking in her just by groping and grinding against her. It had been more than 30 years prior to her death, that she had experienced this kind of intimate encounter with a man. As she recalled they both had had to put a lot of effort to get her to the pleasure point Damon already had her at. She was sure that it was not because he was now once again a supernatural being, as she had loved Enzo too and when they had made love, he had never made her feel as intensely as she did right now. Maybe it was because she had wanted this for so long that the anticipation of it made it feel ten-fold. She could not even recall how it had felt the first time she had lost her virginity to Jeremy, but what she did know for sure was that Damon was big, and this was going to cause her some pain and discomfort, and make her untouched body bleed a little. At the present, she didn't care. She would take any pain so long as she could continue to feel this wonderful, desired, and loved. Her movements became erratic and out of sync with the pace Damon had set and she gyrated wildly in pursuit of that next level of pleasure that plucked at her at every pass of her crotch against his. A long and low moan escaped her lips that vocalized to Damon that she needed more.

"I know baby," He hissed out through gritted teeth as he fought his primal needs that told him to just rip into her fangs and cock. He lifted more and wrapped his left arm around her waist and slid his right hand up her back, gripped the back of her neck, and pulled her into him. He nuzzled his nose into her neck and then moved up to kiss her right earlobe. "I've got what you need, and I'm gonna take care of you Bonnie," He whispered the promise in her ear, and she moaned in reply. His human guise dropped a bit as he allowed his fangs to descend. He focused his attention onto her neck where he could see her blood pumping through her vein, with slow, precise movements he slid his fangs into her neck, making sure to grip her neck in his hand so she would not jerk unexpectant from his intrusion and cause tearing.

"Oh my God!" Bonnie half screamed, half moaned and clung to him as she was instantly punched with an orgasm, which seemed to have aftershocks with every small sip Damon took of her blood. She convulsed as her body welcomed the assault of pleasure beating on it. He held her more firmly against his chest as he retracted his fangs from her neck, and quickly turned them to settle her back onto the bed. He laid his body over hers, resting most of his upper body weight on his bent elbows. Bonnie parted her legs more, so that Damon could settle comfortably into her middle, where she could continue the grind that her body seemed to be doing on its own accord. He licked at the puncture wounds in her neck to close them and stop the seeping of blood. Then he rose until he was able to stare down into Bonnie's face. She laid with her eyes closed, mouth partially opened, as she panted for air while she recovered. He thought she was breathtaking. After a second's pause, she opened her eyes to see why he had stopped touching her and was greeted with his electric blue eyes gazing down at her lovingly. "Damon, please don't stop," She pleaded in a mournful tone, and he smirked down at her.

"Stop? Bon-Bon, I haven't even started yet," Damon stated around a cocky smile and then he swooped in and gave her a quick, deep kiss. He pulled from the kiss and sucked just her bottom lip into his mouth, before just as quickly releasing it as he kissed his way down her neck, across her clavicle bone, until he reached her pert breasts. Bonnie's breathing came in heaves as she lay staring up at the ceiling awaiting his next touch. Finally, he reached her breasts, and he trailed his tongue from her left breast over to her right. He licked his way around her rigid nipple and areola before he finally grasped the breast in his left hand and latched on to suckle her greedily. He also reached his right hand up to pluck and pinch her left nipple.

"Unhnnn," Bonnie moaned out as she closed her eyes to the jolt of pleasure that strummed her center when his hot mouth covered her breast. She pushed her head back against her bed, fisted her left hand in the bedding as she arched her back, then gripped the back of his head with her other hand. Damon could feel the moisture and heat spilling from her satin covered center as it brushed across his abdomen when Bonnie gyrated. He traced his right hand from her left breast down her side until it reached the only thing left that restricted his exploration of her body. Bonnie hurriedly lifted her bottom up a little from the bed which allowed Damon to remove the satin black panties and toss them over his shoulder. He slid his right hand further down, between where their bodies touched, and he stroked his finger across her nub and into the open of her nether lips. Bonnie bucked against his fingers to increase the friction that was fast bringing her to another orgasm. Feeling her juices coat his fingers made Damon quickly rethink his earlier plan to go slowly. He dipped three of his fingers across her vulva to thoroughly wet the digits. Then pulled his mouth from her breast, lifted the glistened fingers and sucked them into his mouth. Bonnie licked her lips as she watched the extremely erotic scene of Damon closing his eyes and moaning as he sucked her juices from his fingers as if it were the nectar of the Gods. He finally pulled his fingers from his mouth with a sated sigh.

"Jesus, Bonnie, you taste so fucking good. I need a moment," And he released a shuttered breath. "You're making it so hard for me to stick to my plan to go slow and easy with you," He added as he closed his eyes again and forcefully willed away those primal urges that once again tried to encroach.

"Oh, don't you dare wear kid gloves with me, Damon Salvatore. Not after I have waited so long for this moment," She practically growled out and she leaned forward until she had a hold on the briefs he wore. She yanked them down some. She then lay back again and used her feet to push the briefs to the floor where they bunched at his knees, allowing his beefy cock to spring free. She then possessively wrapped both of her legs around his waist and tugged him closer until she could feel the large bell of his cock pressed intimately at her entrance, where he stilled her movement by locking his hip. "I want you completely, Damon, and uninhibited."

"I need to pace myself because I just don't trust myself right now. I've only been a vampire again for just a couple of days, after being a mere mortal man for the past 70 some years. I don't want to risk possibly hurting you, Bon-Bon," Damon spoke truthfully for he was afraid that if he let himself go as he really wanted to, his vampiric nature could really harm her. She smiled sweetly up at him as she lifted her right hand and cupped the left side of his face. He closed his eyes and nuzzled into her touch.

"I trust you with my life, Damon. I love you and I want you so badly, all of you," She added and as if her words had been the key to the last locks of his restraint, he settled back down over her. She watched with heightened arousal as blood filled and darkened his eyes and small black veins began to pop out under his eyes. He opened his mouth a little to flash his fangs to her. Bonnie could recall that back when she was originally just a 16-year-old girl, seeing this side of Damon terrified her as she could always see, and feel his dislike and contempt for her. Now, all she saw and felt was Damon's adoration and love.

"I love you," He proclaimed right before he flashed to her neck and buried his fangs into her once again. This time the orgasm felt twice as fierce, and she panted to try to catch her breath. With every swallow pull on her neck stretched out the orgasm with left Bonnie frantically raking her nails into Damon's hair and across his back in search of release. Damon continued to take tiny drinks from her neck but knowing that it was prolonging her orgasm. He wanted her to the point of delirium. When she pushed the heels of her feet into his back side to try to get him even closer, and then she viciously bit into his neck drawing blood, he quickly surged forward.

"AHHHHHHH!" Bonnie screamed at the top of her lungs with all her might as the most extraordinary orgasm exploded in her womb, and a potent pain tore through her at the same time. Damon never stopped his movements as he continued to suckle her blood, and piston in and out of her core. His thrusting became easier as her path became lubricated with what he could feel and smell was her virgin blood, spilled when he tore through her hymen. "Hnnnnhhh, Damon," she whimpered as she held him closer and buried her finger in the hair on the back of his head and rocked her body in rhythm with his, as she followed his lead. "Oh, Damon … Damon," She sing-sung between her gasps for air. "Oh …Oh, God," She sobbed out her face now completely wet with her tears as she felt yet another orgasm seeking to crest. Damon pulled his fangs from her throat and pulled back to stare down at her. Bonnie looked right up into his now human face but could not focus on anything but the building pleasure. Damon felt his own orgasm rising and he reached his hands down to grip the back of each of her thighs. He then lifted both of her legs and pushed them back to rest against her chest.

"Shit, Shit, Shit!" She chanted out as she clamped her eyes closed, arched up a little, and pushed her head back into the bed. This new position allowed Damon to stretch and fill her more, which she hadn't thought possible. Hours soaking in a hot bath was definitely in her future, she thought. Then she was completely taken by surprise when another wave of rapture threatened to overtake her.

"Look at me, Bon-Bon," Damon panted out as his thrusts escalated. She obeyed and locked her tear-filled eyes on to his. "That's it, baby. Now, I want you to come for me. Come with me Bonnie," He grunted out as he lost himself in his own orgasm. He brutally pounded into her; his thighs smacked into her backside already causing slight bruising.

"FUUUUUCK!" Bonnie screamed as she bucked them nearly off the bed when an earth-shattering orgasm slammed into her. Damon reached down and gathered her into his embrace and held her close as she rode it out. When her body went limp in his arms, he gently repositioned their bodies to lie side-by-side atop the bed, but he still held her close to him. He kissed the top of her head as he allowed his eyes to close while a satisfied smile graced his lips.

"God, had I known that making love to you would feel this amazing, I would have never allowed you to free us from Kai's prison world. I would have just killed his annoying self and happily lived out the rest of my life there with you alone," Bonnie smiled at his words and then kissed his sweaty chest.

"Me too," she agreed. "But hey, all that hasn't happened yet, and who's to say it still won't? I mean I know that future has already been alter thanks to Kai's spell, but I am sure there will be some things that are just destined to happen to us just as it did before," She concluded as she pressed herself more into his body, sighed contently as she felt Mr. Sandman knocking at her door. Damon lay with his arms possessively wrapped around her. He lay awake contemplating what Bonnie had just said and tried to recall all the dangerous encounters that Bonnie had endured. He made a silent vow to do whatever it took to make sure he eliminated all those threats before they could ever touch her. Damon was unaware that one of those major threats was perch in the tree across the street seething as he watched the two new lovers drift off to sleep.

The second Kai had been alerted by the spell he had cast to track Bonnie whenever she left the boardinghouse, he went out in search of her. He had been disappointed when he finally found her at her family home which had much more stronger protection spells on it than what was surrounding the Salvatore homestead. He sat on the branch of the tree enraged and jealous as he watched Bonnie and Damon's coupling. It had been his long-time desire to woo Bonnie, make her fall in love with him, and then he would be her first. But Damon had ruined that for him. He had been telling the truth when he said he had not wanted to hurt Bonnie. He did care deeply for her more than he had ever cared for anything or anyone in his life. He had wanted her to willingly share her powers with him, and together they would be 'the' power couple. Now, things had changed, his Plan A was now shot to hell, so it was time to come up with a Plan B.

More to come...