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Ch. 13 Show Me All Your Treasures

(CLARE)

As soon as all my clothes are off Damon picks me up and tosses me onto the bed. He's not gentle about it any longer, now that I'm a vampire he's not worried about breaking me. I bounce on his bed, he's on top of me before I've even landed, but I see him now. He still moves fast, but my heightened senses see it and he's no longer just a blur at that speed.

My legs wrap around his waist at the same time that he thrusts into me. I grip his arms, my legs tightening around his waist, his thick, large hard cock driving deep into me. I make a trembling moan as my body trembles with licentious delight and welcomes him in. my entire body feels him, every part of him.

Sex is so much different with heightened senses, I can taste his scent, his sweat on my tongue. I can feel everything, his every breath, every miniscule movement of every muscle in his body. It's incredible how much you realize you were missing with mortal sex, how many sensations you couldn't feel. How many scents, tastes, sights you were not able to experience.

"May I taste you?" Damon asks picking his head up from kissing my neck, but without slowing down his thrusts. "You smell so deliciously intoxicating just now I'm dying for a taste."

"You want to stop making love so you can drink from my pussy?" I question. It sounds lovely to me, but I'm not sure what pleasure he gets from it, aside from tasting me.

"More than you can know, but I want to drink from your veins as well. I smell the blood in your veins and very much want to drink."

"Would drinking my blood even do anything for you now?" I question. We haven't slowed down at all, our love making still fast paced and we carry on a conversation without needing to slow for a breath.

"It won't satisfy my hunger, it will be more like savoring the flavor of a fine wine. Intoxicating and delectable," Damon smirks lasciviously.

"You can taste me."

He smiles and begins pulling out of me as he moves down my body. He goes torturously slow at first, laying gentle open mouth kisses along my body as he moves. His cock pulls out forcing a whimper from my lips, but Damon holds my body still. He pauses at my navel dipping his tongue in, eliciting a gentle moan from me. In one lightning fast movement he moves between my legs and his tongue pushes into my hot, dripping wet slit.

My body bucks, I moan out his name, and my hips lift off the bed. For a few moments his tongue laps around inside of me, swirling, curling, lapping, undulating. My body submits to his skilled movements, to the pleasure it brings, my entire body writhing in erotic ecstasy. Suddenly, his tongue withdraws and I whimper with longing to be filled by him again. Yet, when his fangs sink into my thigh and begin drinking from me I'm filled with titillating delight once more.

He drinks a few sips, pulls away and licks his lips before his tongue slips into my depths once more. My back arches, my head lulls back into the mattress, I grip into his hair, taking a firm hold of his long dark tresses. Holding his head in place until he's used his tongue to bring me to orgasm. As soon as I scream out in climatic bliss he removes his tongue, before I've even fully experienced the orgasm he's inside me once more.

His rock hard, tumescence replacing his tongue, and I cry out his name desperately, filled with a pleasure I didn't even know was possible. His earlier speed and rhythm resumed exactly, as though he never stopped. It takes a split second for my body to catch up, to match his speed, his movements. My heels dig into the bed, my back arched, legs open to allow him in as deep as he can go.

I was already in orgasm and I explode again, my body trembling, my insides gripping so tightly to him as I release. My nails digging into his flesh, drawing blood, but he heals instantaneously. Despite my orgasm, and the intensity at which I'm holding him Damon manages to hold on and not release just yet.

"I think you have one more in you," Damon whispers against my neck. His voice is soft, but I hear him, and simply bite my lip in response as I ride out my orgasm.

Damon pulls out until only the head is in me, and then he goes entirely still. He's become like a statue while my body continues to tremble, I can't control it and can't still my body. Damon is patient, his only movement is to softly kiss my breasts. When my orgasm subsides Damon thrusts all the way in again. We moan in synchronicity as he gets all the way in, he arches his back a little to thrust and ravish my breasts with his mouth at the same time. He's thrusting hard and fast, but I'm matching his movements, and I am so very close to climaxing again.

"I'm close Damon, don't stop," I beg in a whisper against his skin.

"Together this time," he says somehow going even faster, "now Clare, release now."

Climaxing together, me with a moan, we ascend our peak our bodies trembling and becoming one. Still deep in our shared orgasm we hear a noise downstairs, but it's not Stefan, even from here we can smell Klaus's scent. We're far too deep in the throes of passion to stop now. Our movements begin to slow as we ride out orgasm, and suddenly Damon withdraws causing my body to lurch and a whimper to come from my mouth.

"You're not going to put clothes on?" I question as he runs to his bedroom door.

"He didn't wait, I know he heard us" Damon shrugs and runs to the living room.

I shake my head and get up, since I heal quickly now I'm already steady on my feet, even after three orgasms. I get dressed quickly and run downstairs, I can already hear them arguing.

(DAMON)

I run downstairs to see that Klaus has helped himself to our best brandy.

"What are you doing here Klaus, you can't just come over whenever you feel like it," I growl at him.

"Sure I can, and I wanted to see Clare, she doesn't belong to you. Sounded like you were having some fun upstairs, though I know I get her to scream more, and scream louder," Klaus grins tauntingly.

"Get out Klaus, you can see her this weekend, maybe," I spit angrily.

"That's not really up to you is it Salvatore, she's not yours I can come see her any t…"

"Stop it both of you," Clare insists coming down the stairs, she is fully clothed and Klaus looks disappointed.

"I was hoping you'd come down the stairs naked, I'd much rather see your naked body," Klaus comments and I growl. Clare puts her hand on my arm to calm me down, standing beside me on the stairs.

"Did you have a reason for coming over and just walking in Klaus?" Clare inquires while I put my arm around her.

"I came to see you Love, and find out how your first day of Mystic Falls High went?"

"Better than my first day back at DeGrassi. It wasn't easy, but at least I had a lot of support, and people that know I'm a vampire with me."

"You should come back to my house tonight," Klaus grins lecherously.

"I have school tomorrow, if I go with you I'm not sure we'll leave the bed for the next several days," she says and then under her breath and hardly audible, "nice as that sounds."

Klaus doesn't hear her, but I do and I tense up tightening my arm around her. Klaus ignores me and steps closer to Clare still wearing that lecherous grin.

"I think you should just live with me now that you're here to stay," Klaus remarks and I growl again.

"She may be a vampire now, but I still don't trust you with her," I hiss and Clare puts a hand on my chest trying to get me to calm down.

"It makes more sense for me to stay in the house with Damon and Stefan. Two vampires to help if I lose control, they have experience with fledgling vampires and Stefan and I both go to school."

"Very well, I concede that while you're attending the high school it's better for you to stay here. You will spend the weekends with me then, Friday night at least. You won't deny me the infinite pleasures that are you."

"You can't just command her to stay with you," I snarl and start to move forward but Clare quickly grabs my hand holding firmly. I'm still stronger than her and could break the grip easily, but I allow her to hold me.

"Actually, I can, but this is only a request," Klaus replies glaring at me but grinning at her.

"I'll stay Friday night, and we'll see after that," Clare responds. Klaus winks at her, smirks and runs out without even closing the front door.

"What did Klaus mean when he said he could command me?" Clare asks while I run over and close the front door.

"Klaus is powerful enough to compel other vampires."

"Oh, and without the vervain bracelet he could compel me," she remarks.

"All the more reason for you to not go near him again. You're a vampire now, but Klaus is still dangerous."

She only bites her lip, I know she's thinking, but I do see resistance in her eyes. She knows Klaus is dangerous, but she'll stay with him Friday night as she promised. I could argue with her, I almost start to, but I hear Stefan come home. I run into my room and dress quickly, returning downstairs to see Clare coming into the living room holding a blood bag.

"I'm hungry again, and I'm going to do my homework in my room," Clare says.

"She alright?" Stefan inquires following me to the kitchen as I grab a blood bag.

"Klaus was just here to check on her, walked right in of course. He told her she should come live with him now that she's here to stay."

"She's not going to?" Stefan asks getting worried, he knows the influence Klaus has on her.

"No, she convinced him that it was better for her to stay here, at least while she's attending school. She also found out that Klaus still has the power to compel her, she wasn't happy about that. She still agreed to stay at his place Friday night," I say through clenched teeth.

"I'll tell the others at school tomorrow, I know he cares about her in his way, but I don't know how far he'll go. We'll be prepared, in case he does try anything," Stefan assures me.

"I'll kill him, if I have to I'll find a way to kill him."

"I'm gonna feed," Stefan says and runs out. I don't think he believes that I will find a way.

I grab a blood bag from the fridge and drink it down before Stefan returns. I pour myself some bourbon and go up to my room, Clare's door is closed but I hear her typing on her laptop. I can still smell her on my bed, it smells wonderful, and I dream about making love to Clare all night. I wake when I hear her in the shower, so I get up and get dressed going downstairs. Stefan is down here, he's already fed, but has a blood bag ready for Clare.

"Here, you can drink it on the way to school," Stefan tells her handing the blood bag to her.

"Thanks, I'm starving again," she says.

"I'll see you at lunch," I tell Clare kissing her softly.

She's smiling when I take my lips from hers, bites the corner of her lip briefly before leaving with Stefan. I make some coffee and spend all morning doing research, calling every witch I've ever known. I'm determined to find a way to kill Klaus if I have to, hurting him, temporarily disabling him is not enough, if he hurts Clare I'll kill him. I find nothing that morning, but some of the witches (that I still have favor with) are going to research, if there is a way to kill Klaus we'll find it.

(CLARE)

"I'm starving," I whisper to Stefan as we leave marketing class. I had some blood at morning break, but I'm starving again.

"Damon should be here already," Stefan says.

"Caroline will eat with you, I'll see you in English," Tyler comments before walking off.

Stefan and I put our backpacks in our lockers, all I want to do is run out and find Damon. Stefan knows or senses and has a hold of me, gripping my skirt, but so that no one else can see. Elena and Caroline meet us and we walk outside, Damon is here at his car, but comes over when he sees us. When we're sure no one is looking Stefan picks up Elena and we run into the woods. Away from anyone that could see us drinking blood bags, we find a nice shady spot and sit down. I sit with Damon and lean against him, he has a cooler with him and hands a blood bag to me, Stefan and Caroline before taking one for himself. Elena of course has her own lunch, she must really love Stefan to sit with him while he drinks blood. To be the only one not drinking blood, but still eat lunch with us.

"Anything happen this morning?" Damon asks after we finish the blood.

"Other than feeling like I was starving, and fighting the temptation to bite everyone, no," I respond. Damon kisses my temple in response.

We have time before the bell still, Caroline makes sure all traces of blood are gone from her lips and then runs off to find Tyler. The four of us stay in the woods until we hear the bell. Stefan picks up Elena once more and the three of us run at vampiric speed back to the school. Stefan sets Elena down when we reach the door, Damon gives me a quick but vehemently feverish kiss, before running to his car.

I leave my backpack in my locker as I won't need it for art. Jeremy and Caroline are in class when I get there, both smiling at me, and I smile back. Another boy smiles at me, probably thinking my smile was meant for him. He wears a Mystic Falls letterman's football jacket and looks me over.

"Hey new girl, how about I give you a private tour of the school?" He offers coming over and putting his arm around my shoulders. "I noticed you yesterday, you are very hot, too good for the losers at this school."

Despite having just eaten smelling the blood in his veins whets my appetite again. Inadvertently licking my lips while sucking in a pleasured breath as I look at him, which only makes his lecherous smile grow. He must have been doing something physical at lunch, I can smell his sweat. I want to drink him, and in my head I picture myself tasting him as he satisfies my other hunger. I can taste his sweat on my tongue, just imagining it I can taste his blood, and I lick my lips again.

"Leave her alone Lex," Jeremy says pulling me from the boy's arm.

"Butt out Gilbert, no one was talking to you," Lex hisses back.

"No," Jeremy whispers to me ignoring Lex as he walks me to my easel, "I know what you're thinking, and no."

"But I could take him to the art supply room and have him, then taste him, before the teacher even knew we were gone," I whisper back. I'm not thinking, I'm succumbing to the lust, bloodlust and otherwise.

"And if you manage to restrain yourself and not kill him, then Damon and Klaus will kill him when they find out you had sex with him," Jeremy whispers the warning into my ear, just loud enough for me and Caroline to hear.

"You're right," I sigh.

The teacher comes in and gives us our assignment, working with charcoal to draw one of the famous landmarks she has projected on the screen at the front of the room. I start moving the charcoal around the page, but I can't concentrate. Lex is only a few feet away from me, I can still smell him, I still want to take him into the art supply room. I'm able to think of nothing but satisfying my lust and my bloodlust right now. I keep glancing at him, as these thoughts run through my mind, thinking about all I could do to him.

"Just think about Damon, think about all the things you want to do him as soon as you're back home," Caroline whispers to me.

"Thank you, is that how you get through the days? Thinking about Tyler?"

Caroline nods with a sympathetic smile, I turn back to my easel and close my eyes momentarily. I replace thoughts of Lex with thoughts of Damon, it doesn't really nullify my lusts or hungers. Rather, it just changes the object of them, and this keeps the smell of Lex from overwhelming me. I'm able to concentrate on the assignment now, and work fast to get it done before the bell.

Caroline comes with me to get our backpacks from our lockers, and while we walk to English I text Damon to pick me up as soon as school is out. He says he'll be waiting in his car at the school before the last bell. In English I'm literally surrounded by friends, Stefan and Elena to one side, Caroline and Tyler in front of me, Bonnie on the other side of me. Still thinking of Damon in the back of my mind I make it through my last class.

"Damon is here, I'll see you at home," I say to Stefan as we leave class.

"I'll be home later," he smiles.

I grab my backpack and walk at human speed to Damon's car. He starts driving as soon as I have the door closed, we don't even wear seatbelts, not much of a point. As soon as he parks we race inside, my pent up lust overtaking everything. It's nice to be almost as strong and quick as Damon now, he's still stronger and faster as he's older than I am, but I can keep up with him. He doesn't have to hold back, and I can be as forceful as I feel.

I push him to the bed, ripping open his shirt, marveling at the beauty that is his bare chest. He looks as though it was sculpted by the gods, sculpted from pure marble. I mount over him, starting to lean down and kiss his chest, Damon takes my shirt off over my head. While my lips begin trailing kisses along his chest he takes my bra off, sliding it off my arms and tossing it into the room. His hands find my breasts, squeezing gently and evoking a moan from my lips.

The sound of my moan makes him hard, I feel his erection underneath me, constrained by his pants. I start to reach down for his zipper, my fingers just barely grazing the zipper, when Damon grabs my waist and flips us. He's on top now, but doesn't mount over me, rather he takes off the rest of my clothes. When I lie entirely naked before him his lips curl into a licentiously giddy smile.

"I'm going to taste you again," Damon says against my neck.

"You should be naked first, and if you taste me, then I'm going to taste you. I've only had your blood while human, to save my life."

Damon only replies by letting his grin grow and very quickly getting naked. Then he opens my legs, and thrusts into me, as soon as I moan his fangs come out and he bites into my neck. He thrusts slowly as he sups at my blood. I grip him tightly, bending my knees, opening my legs, craning my head back. Feeling every inch of him, I can smell his scent, smell my own blood, I can smell my own juices. Feeling every tiny movement, every breath, every sip he takes of me. The sensations are incredible. When Damon retracts his fangs and stops drinking my body shudders, clinging to him tighter.

"It's amazing how incredible you still taste, it may not satisfy my hunger but it's like a sinful sweet or perhaps a drug," Damon says in this satisfied voice while thrusting into me incredibly slowly. His minimalist, slow movements are torturous and my body bucks along him, begging him to go faster, to give me more. He knows what I want but continues to move very slowly for now.

"I'm not sure that it's a good thing that my blood is like a drug."

"As long as I'm the only one doing the tasting it's good."

I roll my eyes a little, but now it's my turn to taste him. I turn my head, licking his neck and then bite. His vein opens to me, my tongue capturing the first drops, it's got a smoky sweetness, it's thicker than human blood, and robust. It certainly doesn't satisfy hunger but does taste good, Damon was right it's like savoring a flavor, taste in the air. Enjoyable, but not satiating, and yet so very pleasurable, there's something almost sinfully wicked about tasting each other as we make love. I take a few sips and stop, retracting my fangs, and licking the last drops of blood from his neck as he heals.

Damon moans, and when my hips buck he moves faster, from tortuously slow to inhumanly fast. As fast as he's moving I still feel every movement, every breath, every tightening muscle in his body. My body moves as fast as his, my thrusting matching his speed as we move in this wonderfully erotic frenetic rhythm. I feel myself getting close, that tickle building to the point of explosion, I whisper to Damon that I'm going to release. I feel him growing inside me, his body going taught as he's nearly ready himself.

"Together," he exhales.

No sooner has he said the word than we both release. We continue to thrust until we've ridden out the orgasm, and then Damon slowly pulls out of me. He lies next to me, pulling me into his arms and kissing my lips. I've recovered after a moment, hearing my phone ringing downstairs. I slip on his shirt, even though I ripped off all the buttons, and run downstairs. I retrieve my phone from my purse, and see that it's Adam.

"Hi Adam," I answer as I walk upstairs to my room.

"You hadn't called yet, I was getting worried."

"Sorry Adam, had to satisfy a hunger after school, I'm…well fine may not be right, but I didn't kill anyone or bite anyone," I reply. I don't mention biting Damon during love making because that's different. I'm also certain that Adam doesn't want that detail.

"Both good things, was it easier today?"

"Not really, I think it's going to be a while before I'm fully in control. This was the right move though, and I'm determined to get through this. If I can't then there's no possibility of Columbia next year."

"You'll do it Clare, I'm sure it will get easier, you'll find more control, ways to cope with the hunger. You still have nearly eight months to learn and gain control."

"Yes, and I'm determined to. How's DeGrassi? How is everyone?"

"We all miss you, Drew is still whining that you're gone and not here to help him run student council. Other than that we're all good, but we wish you were finishing your year with us."

"I know Adam, me too," I reply sadly.

"Mom's calling for me, I'll let you go. Talk to you tomorrow Clare."

"Bye Adam, send my love to everyone, tell them I miss them."

(DAMON)

"I miss food," Clare sighs setting her now empty blood bag down.

It's Wednesday afternoon, she made it through another school day, and I picked her up right after. We made love again of course, this time we didn't even make it upstairs, just made love on the sofa. Stefan will smell it as soon as he comes home, I know because I can still smell the aroma of our two scents together in the height of passion.

After we made love she called Adam to check in with him. They talked a few minutes, and when she got off the phone with him I had a blood bag waiting for her. Now we're sitting on the sofa, still naked, and satisfying that other lust.

"You can still eat food," I remind her.

"Yes, but it won't do anything for me, it doesn't even taste right. I miss gently inhaling the aroma and letting it awaken my other senses. Taking that first bite and letting the flavors smooth over my tongue. Tasting individual spices or wondering what they are. All the blood from the blood bags tastes the same, it's just coppery and if it didn't satisfy my hunger for a short time I'd probably stay away from it."

"It's the processing and refrigeration, takes out the taste of the individual. You could always find someone to let you feed off them, the way I did with you, Stefan does with Elena."

"I'm not going to compel someone, and it's far too intimate an act to do with someone I don't know. Maybe at college next year," Clare says sort of sadly and dreamily. I don't particularly like thinking of her feasting from some college guy, but I understand the desire.

"There are still plenty of tastes you can enjoy," I remark getting up and going to the liquor cabinet. I pour us both some brandy and walk back to the sofa handing her a glass, "good alcohol for one."

She smiles and takes the glass, sipping at it and savoring the favor on her tongue. I do the same, but then I hear a car approaching, she hears it too. I know it's not Stefan's car however, and I'm not sure that she can hear the difference yet.

"That's Klaus' car, go get dressed," I tell her pulling her up from the sofa.

"You do know he's seen me naked before," she comments.

"A fact I am all too aware of, but I still want you to get dressed," I tell her.

Deciding to give her no choice I pick her up and run upstairs with her just as Klaus parks in the driveway. I set her down at the top of the stairs and she goes into her room to get dressed. Klaus simply walks in of course, he at least has the decorum not to come upstairs, but I hear him downstairs. I dress faster than Clare, but she's right on my heels as we run downstairs.

"Barely made it through the door this time I see," Klaus remarks picking up Clare's panties. I growl and run over snatching her panties from his hand. "Touchy, touchy Salvatore, I've inhaled her scent many times before. I can still smell it Clare," Klaus says running past me and over to her, "The wonderfully spicy, sweet, vanilla and cinnamon like scent that comes when you cum. I think I should pick you up from school tomorrow, to indulge and slake your lusts."

"If she goes home with you she'll never make it to school the next day," I hiss as I walk over to them.

"You can pick me up from school Friday Klaus, as I'll be staying with you that night anyway," Clare replies.

"Yes, you will, and there are oh so many things I am going to do to you and this wonderful body of yours," Klaus smiles caressing her cheek.

"Get out Klaus, you can see her in two days," I snarl shoving him away.

"No fighting," Clare says getting between us both. "Pick me up from school Friday afternoon Klaus, I'll be waiting."

He grins at me, it's almost a triumphant grin as though he just won something. Cupping Clare's face he takes her lips kissing her hard and passionately. Just when I'm about to step in he pulls away and runs out the door to his car again.

"You know you don't have to go with him, you don't have to see him at all," I tell her closing the door behind Klaus as he peels out of the driveway.

"I'm not having this conversation again. I have homework," she replies grabbing all her clothes from around the living room ang going upstairs.

I do the same, following her upstairs, she's in her room with the door closed again. I go into my room and open my laptop, checking to see if any of my witches have gotten back to me. I'll have to talk to Bonnie at some point, she doesn't like me much, but I'm certain she dislikes Klaus more. If I tell Bonnie it's for Clare she's sure to help.

Clare comes out of her room a couple hours later, she's hungry and I join her downstairs for a blood bag. We're still drinking when Stefan gets home, I smell the blood on his lips, Elena's not animals, he fed from Elena tonight and only her. They must have been alone which is why he was gone so long. He greets us, says he's going to shower and goes upstairs. Clare finishes her blood bag and returns upstairs to her room, I take my phone and go outside far enough away from the house that neither Stefan nor Clare can hear.

"What do you want Damon?" Bonnie snaps at me when she answers.

"If he's calling it's probably about Clare," Jeremy comments from the background.

"Baby Gilbert is correct," I reply.

"Is she okay?" Bonnie asks, I do believe she's put the phone on speaker.

"For now, she's agreed to spend Friday night with Klaus. I know he cares about her in his way, and that she's a vampire now, but he's come close to killing her before."

"Yeah, too close," Bonnie agrees.

"You don't want her to go," Jeremy states.

"No, I don't, but it's not up to me. I do want a way to kill Klaus if it comes to it though. Not just temporarily disable him, I want to kill him if necessary, I want him to know that we can do it. I've reached out to some of my witch friends, but I thought you might be able to find something."

"I'll do some research," Bonnie agrees.

"Me too, my family has a lot of diaries on vampire hunting, they may have something," Jeremy offers.

"Good," I reply and hang up.

I run back to my room, and turn on the shower, stripping down as the washroom fills with steam. Just as I'm getting the last of my clothes off Clare takes my hand, pulling me into the shower. She's naked too and she pushes me against the wall as her lips smash to mine. I smile into he kiss, picking her up and her legs wrap around my waist as I slide inside of her. I love having her here, I've been so much happier since she's been here.

Hope you all enjoyed chapter 13, update soon will probably jump ahead to Friday and Clare's time with Klaus. We've only just begun for these continuing chapters, there is oh so much more coming! Next story to be updated is "Evil is Alive & Well".