A/N: This takes place several weeks after the previous chapter…


Sometimes as soft as a mist of rain
That gently touches my soul
It cools the fire that burns in me
And I simply lose control


Bonnie treads leisurely to the bathroom. Twisting the knob to the shower and allowing the steam filling the small area as the water streams down, wetting her hair and face first. The flower fresh soap and hot steamy water on her skin soothe her tender muscles. The rhythmic percussions of water falling are pure synergy and she relaxes to the refreshing feeling.

Her mind replays her recent visit to her good friend Caroline Forbes. It had been over three years since they'd seen each other, but they had always stayed in touch despite the dire events and the many life-altering changes that had taken place in both their lives. The fated relationship between Alaric Saltzman and Caroline astonishes Bonnie. Their relationship was similar to Bonnie and Damon being that magic had a hand in their union. Unlike Damon and Bonnie, children are involved. Three years ago, while protecting the Gemini Coven Alaric's then-pregnant wife Josette was killed in the attack. Before she died, she told him that one of the witches cast a spell transferring their twins and they would live on in Caroline. For obvious reasons, no one believed this to be true. Caroline was a newly turned vampire and Alaric is an Enchanted One. Vampires are unable to produce offspring and it is believed the same can be said for an Enchanted One. Alaric and Caroline reached out to Bonnie; Bonnie, being a very intuitive and very powerful witch cast a spell that would unveil anything hidden, and sure enough, Caroline was carrying Alaric's twin daughters. Alaric's fetuses had survived and Alaric was overjoyed.

Caroline also accepted responsibility for them as a surrogate mother and as an actual mother. Over the next few years, Alaric raised Josie and Lizzie, along with Caroline. Introducing Lizzie and Josie to their supernatural lives was not easy, but Alaric was determined to assist them, especially with the threat of the sirens and other supernatural forces.

As of now, Alaric runs the Salvatore Boarding School, with Caroline, and both of their daughters attend and live together there.

Thirty minutes later Damon steps into the shower, breaking her from her thoughts, it was only then that she realized how long she'd been in there.

"Dinner is ready, beautiful woman." He says disrobing and stepping into the shower, his piercing blue eyes lustfully roaming her shapely figure.

"Did you cook?" she asked, wondering what wonderful meal Damon had prepared for her tonight. Discovering that Damon Salvatore was a magnificent chef was almost as wonderful as finding out he was her eternal mate.

"I ordered Chinese." He replies his devilish smirk on full display, his eyes still roaming, he likes everything he sees.

'That'll work,' she said to herself.

Her lips parted as she inhaled deeply, the sight is a turn on for her. The water dripped down his hair softly. And the drops slowly made their way to his body and the perfect abs he has. The water defined his well, organized, and obviously worked out body.

"I'm done," she smiles coyly at him, stepping out of the shower and taking a towel off the rack.

"I'm not done with you," he smirks and closes the shower curtain.

She pats her hair and body with a towel and slips on one of Damon's black T-shirts and a pair of her white panties.

The rich aroma of the Chinese food wafts into her nostrils beckoning her. She couldn't resist the delightful sensations that whipped up inside, her stomach growled in response. She dug into the savory food with ravenous hunger. Crispy hot and creamy Crab Rangoon, crunchy Egg Rolls bursting with flavor, spicy shrimp, fluffy fried rice, and hot savory-filled Wonton Soup. She licked her lips and fingers, not caring about manners.

Damon leisurely sips his Bourbon on ice while waiting patiently for his meal.


Bonnie's POV

"I have to admit... at first, it felt strange, the metallic taste. But then, it was like electricity coursing through my body- a million stars exploding in my mind all at once. It's like nothing I've ever felt before. It was amazing. And all I can think now is... I want to do it again." Damon says to me when I ask what it felt like drinking blood for the first time.

"Besides the obvious tainted blood and animal blood, can you tell the difference in taste, from person to person?"

"Of course, my sweet, sexy Bonbon...You taste absolutely divine. Better than the sweetest dessert, richer than the finest bourbon – I could eat you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner." He licked his lips and winked at me; I couldn't help but giggle like a child.

After my meal, we settled back into bed to watch television.

The movie trailer is so action-packed that the screen owns my eyeballs from start to end. My heart rate rises and only when it ends do, I notice my muscles are tensed. It takes a moment to digest such compressed drama – muscle-bound heroes, celebrities with less clothing than I'd wear to the beach and weapons that would make a commando drool. They must have spent hundreds of rounds, blowing up an area half the size of New York and done it all with that slightly distant air of emotional aloofness the great stars pull off so naturally. The movie trailer was a bite-sized movie, giving so much away I barely see the point in buying a ticket to the real thing. I can't say I've ever had a more entertaining three minutes.

The movie Damon chose is a comedy, but I did not find it very funny. Lots of vulgar frat guy shenanigans, Damon was totally into it; every fart joke and boob reference elicited a hearty chuckle from my handsome man.

Soon the movie turns into tiny forms racing across the pixels. Noticing that I'm dozing off, he kisses my forehead and pulls me closer. His warmth seeped into my being and he comforted me without ever opening his mouth. I melt into him like ice-cream on a warm porcelain bowl.

"Let me put you to sleep the proper way," he whispers to me.

I sigh, caressing his firm chest, I love to touch him – anywhere. Damon's, arms are the only antidote I have in this world, "I've always considered a bowl of ice cream as the proper way to be put to sleep," I poke his nose while holding him close, brushing a strand of dark hair away from his face, so I could peer into his baby blues. His handsome face was giving away all of his thoughts as usual.


DAMON POV

"I'll give you some cream alright," I ran my hands up her legs, from her smooth ankles to her velvety thighs, causing me to become even harder. The only thing between us was a flimsy piece of material. When my hands reached her panties, she stiffened. So, I slowed down - I reached up and pulled her down, laying her down in front of me and spread her legs. I kissed her panties, again and again, licking through the material, tasting the fresh wetness, sucking it from the silk. She squirmed and moaned as I sunk my fangs lightly into her pelvic region, nipping softly, sucking at the joining of her two fluids. It was the most intensifying drink I had ever had. My nostrils flared, and my hips bucked unconsciously. I pulled back, afraid that I may have my first premature eruption.

Only Bonnie can do this to me. I murmured, kissing her thighs, adroitly exploring her body with my mouth. "I'll give you every last drop of my cream." I'm kissing her neck, her body, writhing against my hardness.

"Every time you smile at me it feels like the world stops, leaving just the two of us to wander the earth together, we could be anywhere right now," I whisper to her, and she turns to meet my gaze. Her eyes are so different in moments like these, softer than I knew eyes could be.

Goddamn, she's driving me insane with lust. My hands skim her side, waking the skin. I let my hands roam caressing the material that hugged her perfect ass. I eagerly kiss her and slowly glided my hands up from her firm thighs and let my hands stroke the exposed sliver of flesh above her waistband. She let out a sexy little moan, letting me know she enjoying the contrast of my rough hands as they tickled her soft skin on their journey over her sleek back.

I palmed her beautiful pantie clad pussy and lightly thumbed her noticeable clit. I needed more, so I yanked the panties down and she let out another beautiful moan of pleasure. She whimpers as my fingers circled and caress her wet swollen clit. I kiss her hard as my hands continued to roam. Her hand grips the head of my cock and a surge of heat bullets through my system. I lift her shirt until I had full access to her beautiful tits and began to suckle her. I know how to make her impossibly wet, to make her whole-body surrender to me until my needs were her own. She licks her lips, closing her eyes to the electric feeling that my hot mouth, hard body, and the touch of my hands deliver.

She maneuvers her delicate hands up and down my shaft moving and touching me in the way I'd never been touched. I moaned in vibration against her breast in response. She ever so slowly stroked my impatient cock. It twitched in her hands and longed for entrance into her. She rubbed my cock against her slit; she was so unbelievably wet. She did it a few more times, stroking my cock over her slick sex.

I couldn't take it anymore.

"Please, Bon " I begged, my voice trembled, I need you!"

Finally, she let me inside; always softer than I thought possible, tighter than I can take. I could live inside her. Our bodies quickly were in sync as she slips up and down my hard member, working her hips and ass slowly at first and then faster, pressing me, contracting her muscles around me, keeping me deep inside her as physically possible. I thrust my hips with all my might taking over her sensitive area and driving her to a shaky orgasm. Soon I was there too, tightly holding her as I reached a violent climax. I groan out her name, over and over as I gripped her ass and I found my blissful place within her. We radiated through our whole being, from fingertips to toes, our touches make us forget everything else.

"Were we ever strangers?" She asks me after several moments. It takes a while for us to recover after our passion-filled frenzy.

"I'm not sure if we ever were." I answer, tucking the sheets about us, "That day I first saw you there was something even then, though I didn't know what. But now I do - It was the dawn of the person I am today, the person I was destined to be." I kiss her forehead and she wraps her arm around me tighter and falls asleep.

I would give up anything in the world for Bonnie, I would do anything to keep her safe. I need her, she's my destiny.


A/N: More to come...