A/N: Rated MA Bonlijah get heavy, maybe a little dark for some.

Chapter 4

Bonnie allowed the warm sprays of her shower water to soothe the small cuts on her face from Elijah fingernails, and the gash on her neck that was healing because he licked it. She stayed in the shower until the water ran cold, terrified of what Elijah was going to do next. She had never seen him that pissed off before. When she finally got out of the shower, she noticed Jess neglected to set out her pajamas and Elijah was standing in front of her dresser. She glanced at him nervously, and tightened the grip she had on the towel covering her body.

"Suddenly bashful?" Elijah asked.

Bonnie shook her head. "I just need my clothes."

Elijah glanced over his shoulder toward her dresser then back at her. "Is something stopping you?"

Bonnie skittishly rocked on her feet, not wanting to step any closer to him. He took a tiny step to the side allowing her better access to her dresser. She quickly took several timid steps to grab some clothes to sleep in. As she opened the very top drawer to grab her underthings, Elijah's hand stopped hers.

"You won't be needing those." He informed her.

Bonnie gulped heavily, and nodded. She purposely grabbed the most unappealing nightgown she owned, which wasn't unappealing at all. It was black, silk, and long. It had spaghetti straps, a modest front, but low back. Elijah swiftly took it from her hand, and Bonnie gulped again.

"Allow me."

It was more of a demand than a question, and Bonnie was so nervous her knees were lightly shaking. She gripped her towel tighter, but her grip was no match for Elijah. He aggressively ripped the offending terry cloth from her body that instantly began full on trembling. His eyes were locked on hers. He ran his finger down her arm then motioned with his finger for her to turn around. She slowly turned until her backside was facing him. He took a small step forward so he was standing impossibly close to her, and lightly tapped her elbow signaling her to raise her arms. She raised both arms, and he slowly lowered the silk gown over her tiny frame. She moved to turn and face him, but he held her steady by her hips. His thumb lightly stroked her exposed back. He leaned in to nibble her ear, and heat instantly rose throughout her entire body.

He whispered, "You are sure to be the death of me little one."

Bonnie rolled her eyes at the new nick name.

"But first I will slaughter any man you choose to fraternize with." His fang grazed her earlobe causing her to flinch. "Do I make myself clear?"

Bonnie nodded. And without warning, Elijah bit down on her neck. Bonnie squealed, but as he began to drink she relaxed. It was her first time being fed from and it was euphoric she wanted more. Without warning her feet were hovering the ground, and she was moving toward the bed. He spun her body around, and captured her lips hungrily. As soon as a soft moan escaped her lips, her back hit the mattress. She looked in Elijah eyes, and was terrified. No one had ever looked at her like that before. It was a look of pure desire, lust, and possessiveness. She instinctively began scooting backward. Elijah's left eye twitched, and he growled causing Bonnie to freeze.

"Elijah," she started timidly.

"Don't be shy now!" He said coldly.

She watched quietly as he slowly took off his shirt and pants. He reached for the waistband of his boxer-briefs, and her heartrate sped up as moisture began between her thighs. He pulled his underwear off, and she gasped at his size. Her body began trembling again.

Elijah knew she was scared, and maybe even not quite ready for him. But she disrespected him, and caught the attention of Damon Salvatore. He had to claim her, punish her. He ripped the flimsy silk material from her body, and grabbed her tiny foot roughly. He kissed the bottom of it then placed it around his waist as he climbed up on the bed, and in between her shaking legs. He was a man on a mission, out to teach her a lesson, and he wasn't going to be gentle about it. She read it all over his face, and it frightened her to no end. He bared his fangs and monstrous face, she screamed. He bit down on her inner thigh just below her V, and drank. He licked the wound shut then kissed her there. He kissed her stomach twice then rubbed his thumb down her warm slit to massage her beautiful ball of nerves. Bonnie was confused. She never experienced simultaneous pleasure and pain before. She wasn't sure what she should be focusing on. She arched her back, and moaned when his lips kissed her there. He licked, and sucked her like she was his favorite meal. When he slid a finger into her warmth, her legs spread apart wider. He slid a second finger in to stretch her, and the moans grew louder. She was warm, wet, and ready for him. Elijah's restraint was quickly slipping. He moved to her lips, and kissed her again allowing her to taste herself.

"I can't promise you you'll enjoy this." He whispered as he entered her slowly.

Bonnie screamed again as tears trickled out of her eyes that she held shut tightly. Her tiny hands held tightly to his upper arms. Elijah kissed each closed eyelid, and spoke softly.

"Open your eyes Bonnie."

It was the first time he ever used her name. She opened her eyes just to be sure it came out of his mouth.

"I'm going to move now. When you are comfortable, I want you to move with me."

Bonnie nodded, and Elijah began moving his hips. She winced several times before the pain was finally endurable. She rocked her hips with each of his thrust, and Elijah moaned. She felt so good, and he wanted to stay inside of her forever.

"You feel so good Bonnie." He said before capturing her lips again. He reached down between their joined bodies, and stroked her clit. Bonnie lost it.

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God" she screamed as she climaxed.

As her body tightened around him, he too erupted inside of her. He kissed her between her breasts then collapsed on top of her. He didn't roll off of her until she squirmed several times. He leaned up to kiss her on the tip of her nose. He then nibbled on her ear.

"If you ever even think about doing any of this with another man, I'll kill you."

Bonnie sat in silence because she knew he was telling the truth. He wouldn't hesitate to end her.

"I know." She whispered.

Elijah got up to turn on the bathtub. He reentered the room, and scooped her up. They bathed together and upon returning to the room, Bonnie noticed the sheets on the bed had already been changed. They went to bed naked, and Elijah held her protectively in his arms all night.

Bonnie didn't wake until noon the following day. Elijah was already gone leaving her to have lunch with Kol and Klaus.

"Feeling okay darling?" Klaus asked.

Bonnie was surprised. She sensed no sarcasm in his tone, and his face was absent of any smirk. He truly wanted to know how she was doing.

"I'm fine." She answered honestly "Sore, but I'm good."

"We heard." Kol admitted.

Bonnie widened her eyes mortified. "So you know that he didn't take it easy on me?"

Klaus' smirk returned to his face. "Well love it's not like you didn't deserve it. If it were me, you wouldn't be able to walk for weeks."

Bonnie hit him playfully.

"All playfulness aside darling, you don't want to be testing Elijah. He has a horrible temper, even worse than Klaus." Kol added.

Bonnie raised a brow. "I can handle Elijah."

Klaus chuckled. "Well I for one do not doubt that, but can Damon?"

Bonnie sighed. They were right. She would have to tread lightly were Damon is concerned.

Hours later when she finally saw Damon, she was quick to apologize.

"Damon I am so sorry. My behavior was deplorable. Please forgive me."

"It's already forgotten witchy. No need to beg."

Bonnie smiled, and offered him her hand. "Friends again?"

"Friends." Damon answered shaking her offered hand.

"Did Elijah clear that handshake?" Klaus asked jokingly

Bonnie rolled her eyes. "Klaus."

Klaus raised his hands in surrender as Kol chuckled.

Bonnie no longer wore clothes to bed. Elijah preferred it that way. Ravishing her nightly became routine. He was never gentle or loving with her, he was nothing short of barbaric. And Bonnie loved every minute of it. She intentionally found new and inventive ways to piss him off just to ensure he'd be rough with her. It was a sick game they both played so well. Bonnie did however; wish Elijah would show her some affection outside of the bedroom. She wanted a real relationship, but Elijah was none too quick to oblige her. She refused to play good little courtesan. She craved his attention and she always made damn sure she got it, good or bad.

She was in rare form on this particular night. Kol had happily filled in the blanks for her about her role were Elijah is concerned, and how Elijah was still Mystic Falls 'most eligible bachelor'. Bonnie was seething. Elijah was out searching for his suitable match while she was reduced to keeping his bed warm? If Elijah thought Bonnie Bennett would portray obedient play-thing, he was highly misguided.

"Whore? Bonnie shouted from the doorway of the bathroom as she toweled off. "You brought me here to be your whore Elijah. I'm nobody's whore. I will not concede Elijah. If you will not indulge me, I'm sure someone who will won't be that hard to find."

Elijah had his hand wrapped around her throat, and her back pressed high against the wall before another word escaped her mouth.

"What have I told you of that wicked tongue of yours?"

Bonnie smirked; happy she got the intended rise out of him. He snatched the towel from her body, and flung her to the bed. Her eyes met his angry gaze, and she licked her lips in anticipation as he undressed. He marched to the bed capturing her by her ankle. He yanked her to him. His massive hand gripped her face by the chin.

"You will be by my side and my side only however I see fit." She could almost see the steam shooting from his ears. "For eternity!" He added.

He flipped her on her tummy bending her over the high bed. He held her still by placing his forearm against her back. Her feet dangled off the bed, and her rear was prominently facing him aligned perfectly with his groin. He smacked her on the ass hard leaving behind a raised impression of his hand. Bonnie squealed.

He continued his taunt as he nibbled on her ear. "And I will continue to have you however I want."

Bonnie instantly got wet, and it was a good thing because Elijah plowed into her the very next second. Bonnie howled as Elijah deliciously attempted to annihilate her sex. By the time he was done with her, Bonnie peaked several times but was barely able to walk. Elijah observed her poor attempt to walk around to her side of the bed, and pitied her. He swooped her off her feet bridal style then kissed her on the forehead.

"Have I hurt you excessively witchling?"

He draped her over her side of the bed. Bonnie kissed him passionately.

"You wish blood-sucker."

Elijah smiled. It was the first time Bonnie ever seen him smile, and it was the most beautiful thing she'd ever witnessed.

This was a sick game indeed. But neither would have it any other way. As they lay in bed that night, her head rested comfortably on his chest. Elijah fingered her hair massaging her scalp.

"I would never dream of bringing any other woman into my bed." He said softly "You are the only thing I'll ever desire Bonnie Bennett."

Bonnie pressed her lips against his chiseled pectorals as her heart swelled.

It may not have been the declaration of love and affection Bonnie wanted, but it was a start.

A/N: Bonnie is a firecracker, and Elijah can't get enough of her. How will Bonnie react to one of Elijah's 'lady-friends'? Can't wait to write that explosive scene. And will Bonnie continue to get closer to Damon even though it can be dangerous for both of them.

On a brighter note, how strangely adorable is Bonnie and Klaus' relationship? I think I will add Rebekah into the mix soon, maybe even Caroline. Let me know what you think.