Blueeyeddevil06, thank you for being my beta!
Damon bit into the girl's neck and drank. She was compelled so she would sit quietly. He then offered her to Elena. She smiled and took a drink from her too. He then forced some of his blood into her, healing her, and told her to leave.
He then straddled Elena as she was tied up naked in the bed. A thick satin red ribbon was wound multiple times around her body and tied off with a bow over her boobs. Damon plucked the end of the bow and slowly untied it, revealing her breasts. "Happy Birthday to me," he said, smiling down at her as he grabbed her breasts. "And you said you didn't know what to get me to celebrate the day I became a vampire."
She moaned as he grabbed her breasts and played with them. "It finally dawned on me yesterday."
He bent over and teased one nipple with his tongue, stimulating her and making it erect. "It's always you that I want most."
"And you have me, and today is gentleman's choice. You get to be in charge."
He smiled at her seductively and wiggled his eyebrows, "Oh, I don't plan on being a gentleman at all, Elena." He slid his hand over the ribbon that was still wrapped around her torso. "You've got me thinking of all sorts of dirty things I can do to you." He scented her arousal in the air. He knew she loved it when he talked like that to her.
He had her sit up, and he slowly unwound the ribbon from around her body, teasing her skin as he went along. When he'd removed it from her completely, he took her wrists, held them together, and wrapped the ribbon around them, and, when he was done, tied it off in a bow.
"I've captured you, and now you're mine to use as I want."
Elena felt herself get wetter. Damon's games tended towards dark fantasies. Something in the abused boy had triggered a dark side. It didn't surprise her with how he was when she first met him in modern times. But she never minded, in fact it excited her. She knew he'd never really act out like he pretended. After all, she was the one who seduced him. He always had her consent first; that was who he was.
She wiggled on the bed, pretending to struggle, "Let me go."
"You can try all you want, you're mine. I've watched you, and you can't imagine how much I want to possess your body." He grabbed her breast roughly and squeezed. "So fucking firm. I'm going to really enjoy myself with you."
He looked her in the eyes and pretended to compel her. "Don't struggle."
She was relieved he ordered her to do that, she didn't have to pretend not to want it. Because, damn, did she want him right now. She was dripping wet and ready for him.
"I'm going to fuck you so good that you'll be begging for my cock again. Be a good girl, and I'll give it to you any time you want."
He then ran his hands all over her body, feeling every inch. "Your body is a work of art."
He stroked his cock as he looked at her and whispered, "The anticipation is thrilling."
Damon then slid his legs between her thighs and forced her legs apart. His cock was deep inside of her before she could blink. He had one hand on the red ribbon holding her there, while he slowly worked his cock in and out of her. He locked eyes with her and said, "You feel so good."
She arched her back and moaned, "Yes! You're right. I will beg you to take me again. You're so big. Have your way with me!"
He chuckled, "That didn't take long."
She scoffed, "You're so talented, I can't help myself."
Damon thrust into her hard, shaking the bed. He loved his vampire strength. They had to have a specially handcrafted bed made to withstand their enthusiastic coupling.
He still pinned down her arms as he took her hard. With his other hand, he grabbed her breast and squeezed. "I knew you had perfect boobs hidden under that dress. All I could think about was getting it off of you and discovering the treasure underneath."
She spread her legs wide, and he shifted and grabbed her ankles, putting them over his shoulder and driving his cock into her. "You. Feel. So. Good!"
He took her with all the passion he had in him. While he did, he cocked his head and bit into her leg that rested on his shoulder, drinking from her. Her love, passion, and devotion poured into him as his cock felt her tighten her walls around him. He reached between them and flicked her clit frantically as his orgasm approached, and they came together hard.
Elena was screaming out in pleasure as they orgasmed, and Damon cursed.
He pulled out of her and smiled. "I'm far from done with you. Suck my cock."
She smiled and knelt over him as he lay on his back. His vampire stamina had him hard already in anticipation. She placed her tied hands in her lap, leaned over, and took the full length of his cock in her mouth. She worked his cock and had him coming down her throat.
He moved Elena to her back, bit her neck, and pushed his wrist to her mouth. She then bit him too. They both drank and the warmth of their desire and the passion they felt for each other stirred in their blood.
He untied her wrists and then grabbed her boobs. "I want to keep playing with my Birthday gift."
She smiled, "You liked unwrapping me."
"You were tied up with a bow, naked on the bed. It was amazing. I love everything about you."
"By the way, Emily said I asked too much this time. It's the last time I can get her to do that. Next time, you'll have to tie the knots."
Damon laughed, "Both of us have trouble saying no to you, Elena."
She shrugged, "I think she'll learn after this one."
They spent the day in bed making love over and over again.
Emily shuddered; she didn't need that much information about their sex life. Not that even her human ears could miss the lewd sounds they made.
She shook her head and walked out of the house and down to the beach. Elena loved the Mediterranean waters, and Damon loved to spoil Elena.
He bought her the villa they were staying at for no reason other than she said she loved it. Well, technically it was under the name Emily Bennett. That way, the only vampires in the house were invited in.
Truth be told, she loved the place as much as Elena did. After a life of being African American, she was in Italy with only free time on her hands and two close friends.
She just wished her children could be there. She knew, though, that everyone had their path. Hers had been altered the moment Bonnie sent Elena back.
She watched the sea birds dive and swoop in the air. It was peaceful outside. She decided to walk into town. She knew the house wouldn't be a good place to stay on the first anniversary of Damon becoming a Vampire.
They surfaced the next day from their bedroom and Emily was sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. She raised one eyebrow at them, "You still have energy after that?"
Damon chuckled and wiggled his eyebrows, "Hey, it was a special occasion."
He then poured himself, and Elena coffee, and they joined Emily at the table. "How was your day?"
"I went to town. I actually found a witch there. She's not powerful, but she has a Grimoire. I left mine behind, so I wanted to read some spells."
Damon grew serious, "She won't betray you? If she does, I'll rip her heart out." He took Emily's protection very seriously. Elena would tease him and say he was acting like a big brother to her.
Emily shook her head, "She won't betray me. She doesn't hate vampires; they all seem to have more tolerance for the supernatural here. I didn't tell her anything about you, though."
"Lucky for you, you're a powerful witch and she can't mess with you." Elena commented. "She just better not tell people what you are."
Emily shrugged, "The thing is that people know she's a witch, and they don't fear or hate her. They actually go to her for help."
Elena's eyes opened wide, "What?"
"She's respected for what she does. It's…not our experience, that's for sure."
"I want to meet her."
"No. No, meeting witches." Damon demanded, "It's a terrible idea."
"Damon, please?"
"No!"
She gave him her best puppy dog eyes, "Please?"
"Dammit, fine, but I'm coming! Your Italian sucks anyway."
She laughed, "Thank you, darling."
He scoffed, "I need to learn to say no to you."
"Tell me about it!" Emily agreed emphatically.
When Elena stood in front of the home of the witch Emily was talking about, Maria grew furious and started chanting, "Durate ut eam pati!" (Freeze and make suffer)
Emily stood in front of Elena, yelling, "Ligare et custodire" (Bind and protect). She refused to let Maria attack Elena. The spell was primarily deflected, but a bit of it hit Emily, and she screamed in pain.
Damon had the witch by the neck and lifted her off the ground. "You have no idea how much I'm going to enjoy making you suffer and beg for mercy that I'll never give you. I'll show you hell before I send you there."
He dropped her on the ground and grabbed her hair, yanking it hard. "They will hear you scream across town."
"Kill me! Katherine Pierce brings hell with her. You'll suffer much more than me, you fool."
She said the one thing that could make Damon pause. "Wait, you thought she was Katherine."
Elena spoke up, "Let her live, Damon. Trust me; if she thinks I'm Katherine, she has the right instincts." She then turned to Maria as she lay on the ground. "I killed Katherine; we're both the doppelgänger. There is a reason we look exactly alike."
"You want me to believe you're not Katherine?!"
Emily smiled at Maria, "I watched her kill Katherine, trust me, it was a weird experience."
"I still want to kill her," Damon announced.
Elena rolled her eyes, "Well, you don't get to. I have great empathy for someone who wants her dead. Katherine killed so many people I cared about, even my birth father."
Damon looked her in the eyes and said, "You want me to let her live after she tried to hurt you?!"
Emily placed a calming hand on Damon's shoulder, "Pearl thought she was Katherine too."
"Did she attack her?"
"No, but she probably would have if she didn't meet her in her store."
Damon grumbled, "People threaten her, and they die. That is how it's supposed to work."
Elena ignored him and looked at Maria, "How do I prove to you I'm not her? I've heard what you've done for the people of this town, and I want you to live. To do that, you can't attack me again. I won't be able to stop him a second time."
"You're so sure you've stopped me now?"
She smiled at Damon, placed her hand on his cheek, and kissed him chastely on the lips. "Yes, I'm sure, my love."
"Dammit! Fine! But…I really want to kill her."
She turned back to Maria, who was staring at her in shock. "You're nothing like her. How? How do you look just like that monster?"
"Doppelgänger, it's really not a good thing. It means someone very powerful wants my human blood and will do anything to get me back to that state."
"But you're a vampire; you can't be a human."
"There is a cure, and it comes with having to release an immortal that can do horrible things. I can't go through that." Again, she added mentally.
Maria looked at Damon. "I am sorry I attacked her. The last time I saw Katherine, she killed my husband. You can't imagine how much I want her dead." She then turned to Elena, "Thank you. I'm grateful that you killed her."
"I'm sorry she killed him. That must have been heartbreaking."
"No, not really. I have to support myself now, making it challenging to earn a living. I miss the money, not him. His mistress cried at the funeral, though."
Damon laughed, which Elena thought was an odd reaction. He then said, "You couldn't curse him?"
"I refuse to use my magic for evil."
He shrugged, "I call it a gray area."
Emily folded her hands in front of her and said, "Maybe we should come back again another time. I doubt you're comfortable with inviting them into your home."
Elena said, "Why doesn't she come to our place? That will be-"
"No, I'm not… Come in. If he wants me dead, it's easy enough to accomplish."
He looked at her in shock. "You're sure she's not Katherine that fast?"
"Once you get over appearances, they're nothing alike. I'm sorry I tried to hurt you; I shouldn't have done that."
"Again, you trying to kill Katherine quickly shows your intelligence. I hate that bitch. Did you know she pretended to be me and kissed Damon, as me? I'm so happy I killed her."
Damon's expression grew stormy. He couldn't fathom falling for that. He would ask about that story later. He hadn't heard that one yet.
They all walked into her home. Damon paced the place the whole time that Elena and Emily spoke with Maria. It made him nervous to be in an unknown witch's home, especially with Elena there.
By the time they left, the three women were fast friends, and Maria marveled over the obvious devotion Damon showed Elena. She loved seeing devoted husbands. It made her hopeful.
