Chapter 11

Just a little something I call…

The Damon and Rebekah show

6:47 A.M.: The Morning After The Dinner Party:

He watched her sleep as he lay there propped up on his right elbow. She was the most beautiful thing in the universe, at least in his universe and that's all that mattered. He felt like his heart was beating a mile a minute as he watched her and rememorized every line in her face. He was smiling and his eyes were just a shade darker as lust shot through him, again. Slowly he traced her face with his finger tips. He wasn't trying to wake her, although he wouldn't complain if she was to open her eyes, rather he just had to touch her. Even if his memories had been wiped back in 1920 and restored just last night over 90 years later. He had to make sure she was real and that she belonged to him, even if he felt he didn't deserve her.

Her eyes fluttered open slowly, coming into focus on his face and then she nuzzled into his hand with her face. Her breath hitched just a little in her throat at the contact, her body coming alive, as she shifted next to him so her leg could go between his. She needed the body contact as much as he did. "Where you watching me sleep," she asked just a slight bit breathy.

Shifting slightly so he could pull her close he slipped a leg between hers and pressed into her core, grinning as she moved into his leg and inhaling deeply. Satisfied with her reaction he said softly in a teasing tone, "I have no idea what you're talking about Beks."

At the use of the nickname only he used for her she moved so fast he found himself on his back looking up into a pair of very lust filled hazel green eyes. Her face looked flushed as she smiled down at him. Referring to the nickname she breathed out, "You remember."

His hands moved upward as he cupped her face, "Everything."

She smiled down at him and started to grind against the length of his hard cock. He was driving her crazy.

Smirking up at her he moved with a speed that almost rivaled her own and flipped them so he was on top. He ground against her, causing enough friction to cause them both to moan. She tried to kiss him as he stayed just out of rang but close enough to let her lips almost touch his own. She growled low in her throat at the teasing.

She felt like the blood was rushing through her veins and she could swear she could feel her heart racing. Something she had only ever felt with him. Her body was on fire, her emotions raw and tears filled her eyes. She needed him inside her. She needed to feel him pound into her. She needed to feel alive. She whimpered and begged him to take her.

In a voice struggling for some semblance of control he said, "Beks, not just yet. Patience, baby, I promise it will be worth the wait."

Sweat broke out just above her upper lip as she swallowed and her body shook with a desire she had not felt since she was with him in Chicago. No one had ever made her feel this way before. Only he, one look into his own lust laden eyes was enough to send her body into over drive. She closed her eyes tightly, whimpered and then felt part of what she wanted. His lips were on hers, tongue sliding along her lower lip as she opened her mouth to welcome his tongue.

She held on to him tightly, hands on his shoulders, holding on tight, as she kissed him back, that she drew blood from the punctures her nails left. He broke his mouth from hers and threw his head back. A growl escaping his lips, his eyes no longer blue but pure black with need, he hissed out, "Bitch."

She replied as she always had in the past, "Bastard."

Smirking down at her he leaned forward, rubbing just the tip of his cock against her entrance, feeling how wet she was and she was soaked. She pressed against him as he gripped her wrists and moved her hands so they were above her head. Her eyes pitch black with desire, desire, reserved for him alone. Only he knew exactly how to touch her. One word escaped her lips in a lust filled haze, "Please, baby."

Without speaking he slipped the head of his cock between her folds, rolling his hips as his mouth claimed what was his, their tongues immediately dueling for dominance.

She tried to jerk her hips upward to force his cock deep inside her. He moved away just as fast not giving her anything more than the head of his cock just inside the entrance of her folds. His mouth moved from her lips but not before he bit her lower lip with blunt teeth, just hard enough to break the skin. Lapping up the blood he sucked at her lip once and then started to kiss down her throat. Teeth no longer blunt but razor sharp, his eyes pure black with need and desire. Every where he kissed and sucked had her nerve endings on fire. She withered against him; as he forced himself not to enter her just tease her. She let out a loud moan as her juices coated the head of his cock and she cried. Her body and soul needing to be joined with his, still he denied her as he bit gently into her neck and took one pull of blood.

She screamed out in pleasure as her body shook and she orgasmed from the sensation. She struggled to break free of his grip, breath coming hard and fast. Her mouth opening, struggling to form words and then he slammed his full length into her.

She screamed out his name as the first sensation of him filling her to the breaking point over powered her. One word that represented her entire world, escaped her lips as she rolled against him, "Damon."

He lifted his mouth from her blood stained neck and looked down into her beautiful eyes and smiled whispering, "Your mine, Beks, now and forever."

"As you are mine, Dom, now and forever."

Finally both feeling secure and complete in their love for one another the animal in them both took over. He slammed into her again and again, crying out her name. She arched her back and slammed her hips up into his matching each downward stroke he gave her.

Moving his hands slightly he interlaced their fingers together. He felt her tight hard nipples against his chest and struggled to get closer.

Incoherent sounds escaped both their throats as they fought to prolong their coupling.

He threw his head back as he felt her tighten along the shaft of his painfully erect cock buried deep inside her.

Moving with the speed of a snake striking its prey she latched onto his deck and bit deeply, with practiced ease and drank from him.

His eyes widened at the sensation of her teeth in his neck, her lips making a perfect seal and she drank deep. The connection was immediate, he felt everything she felt. Every sensation amplified to the power of ten. His mind was filled with a flame that was pure white heat. He couldn't think, all he could do was feel.

She growled low in her throat, like an animal, continuing to drink, continuing to feel what he was feeling. She could feel him growing impossible hard inside her. As she released her mouth from his neck, she kissed him like a woman possessed; he tasted his blood in her mouth and grew even harder as he felt his cock pulse inside her slick wet channel. Matching him she clamped down hard on his cock, causing them both to cry out.

Tears fell from her eyes, induced by love and sensation that threatened to undo her as she cried into his mouth. Then his mouth left hers and he bit deeply into her neck. Sucking just as she had done to him. Her mouth opened wide in a soundless attempt to moan. He felt every sensation she was feeling as their connection became complete. Neither knew where the other started or ended. Neither cared as the connection they once shared flared into existence. They were one being.

Damon tore his lips away from her neck and licked at the wound once to help it heal. He lifted his face so he was looking directly into lust filled, dark eyes that matched his own in intensity. Then his lips latched onto hers once more opening to her so she could taste her own blood.

He slammed into her, once, twice and a third time. His mouth tore from hers as every muscle in his body tightened and he screamed out her name as he felt her tighten along his rigged shaft, milking it, demanding that he release deep inside her. He struggled for control as he thrust that last time inside her and held her tightly against him forcing his cock deeper in her.

She tightened against him as her hips suddenly started to go wild, she was screaming out against him as her mind went blank. Every muscle in her body taunt with desire as she started to pulse against him. Her mind went red hot as every cell in her body responded with the intensity of her orgasm, nails digging into his back and holding on as if her very existence depended on him. Her body seemed frozen then she contracted around him, her body going rigid her inner muscles clamped down on his cock so hard, he couldn't move for a few moments, it felt like she was going to cut it off from the inside. Then the full force of her orgasm struck and she moved her hips hard as she struggled to pull him deeper inside her. She cried out, she begged him to never stop and still she came her mind blank of every thought. She had lost the capacity to think all she could do was feel.

He held back for as long as he could, her nails digging into his back was almost his undoing and when he felt her first convulse around his cock it was the beginning of the end. Still connected from the blood exchange he not only felt her grip him in an iron grasp that almost made him lose control, he could actually feel her orgasm from her perspective. He never wanted that feeling to end, but when she begged him he came undone. His hips shot forward as hers shot upward, he was deep, he had no idea where he ended and she began, until he felt himself pulse inside her and then all he could do was hold on and cry out her name as stream after stream of cum shot inside her. He held on to her tightly as her body shook uncontrollably against him his own body shaking in time with hers, he couldn't get close enough to her and he held on staying as deep as he could inside her.

Slowly they came down off their shared high, Rebekah was crying against his neck as he stroked her back and whispered calming and loving words into her sweat soaked hair. He held her until she was able to control her body and still it would never be enough. He would never get enough of her, she was taken from him once and it would never happen again.

"Beks," he asked.

She held on to him tightly, lifting her tear stained face to his and kissed him softly on the mouth.

Smiling against her mouth he pulled back just far enough so he could speak, "You okay, my love?"

In response she kissed him and basked in his arms ready to face whatever the world had to throw at them. She was finally home. "I love you, Damon."

He smiled as his heart over flowed with fresh emotion, nodding at her he kissed the tip of her nose and whispered as he stared into her eyes, "I love you, Beks."

She snuggled against her lover, her mate and closed her eyes and soon fell back into a deep but peaceful sleep. Hearing her breathing even out he soon followed.

TBC

In Chapter 12

Let's Find Out What The Bitch Really Knows

(On a side note, hope that worked for you. I haven't written a relatively pure sex scene in awhile, but from this point in time, Since they are getting reacquainted with each other the sex should flow at the strangest times and in the strangest places. At any rate, I would love to know what you thought. So Here Is Me Asking For Feedback In The Form Of A Review or twenty. Regardless from this point forward things will be rather intense and then of course you want to stick around for the inevitable fight between Damon and Klaus. Bonnie and Stefan should be making an appearance soon. Ever wonder what happens when Tyler shows up and finds out Caroline has been keeping company with Klaus. Oh, and what about the joining spell? Elena should be vervain free in another day. I Wonder who her interrogator will be? Good times are ahead. I hope you continue to enjoy.

I would also like to again thank the reviewers. I loved ever word of your reviews and I even made someone cry. (grins) I had no idea that would happen. To all of you that reviewed a big and sincere, "Thank You!"