A/N: Warning yummy smutty goodness coming up.

Chapter 8

Three hours later, Bonnie was dressed to the nines sitting across from Elijah in an upscale restaurant, like nothing happened. Bonnie couldn't resist rolling her eyes when Elijah sweetly placed his palm on the small of her bare back to usher her into her seat. While waiting for their drinks to come, Bonnie crossed her right leg over her left causing her thighs to spill out of the dangerously high split down the center of the skirt of her dress. Elijah caught a glimpse of her satin covered crotch from beneath the table when she did so. He licked his lips, and cleared his throat. He sat back in his seat a little while unconsciously loosening the eldredge knot in his tie. Bonnie took notice of his lusty change in demeanor, and decided to have a little fun. Yes she was disgusted with his behavior as of late, and yes she could continue to be angry, and ignore the tingle in her clit, but she was horny… extremely horny. And Elijah was her weakness. She was hooked on him. Well she was hooked on his dick, and his tongue. She was used to being serviced daily, but Elijah was away for three days straight. She could get over his barbaric behavior if he apologized, and promised to be a good boy.

The server placed their drinks on the table, and began introducing their waitress. Bonnie uncrossed her legs beneath the table making sure to graze Elijah leg with her foot. He continued talking to the waitress, but glanced in her direction. She used those exact few seconds to spread her thighs further apart knowing Elijah had an isolated view of her private little peepshow. Bonnie smirked when Elijah had a hard time looking away. He began fumbling for words while trying to order his food. Bonnie was as cool as a cucumber. She smiled at the waitress who was oblivious to the antics playing out in front of her.

"I'll have the sautéed kale." Bonnie said handing the menu to the waitress.

The waitress excused herself, and Bonnie turned her attention to Elijah.

"See something you like?" She said innocently.

Elijah stroked his chin with his thumb and index finger. A low growl escaped his lips. She held his gaze for several seconds before seductively sliding across the booth seat until she was snuggled next to him. She lightly bit his jaw before licking his earlobe.

"Apologize to me." She whispered into his ear.

Elijah lips parted slightly, but no words came out. Bonnie's small hand fell to his lap. A guttural sound choked him. Her hand began its journey upward. She nibbled his earlobe with her teeth.

"Apologize!"

"Sss…ssorry." He said lowly

Bonnie smiled against his ear, but continued to nibble. Her hand cupped the growth in his pants, and began stroking.

"I didn't hear you." She teased.

Elijah cleared his throat. "Sorry." He said a little louder, a little clearer.

Bonnie locked eyes with him, and smacked him.

"Good boy." She said while scooting back around the booth. She stood to her feet.

"I need to go freshen up." She said while walking toward the bathroom. She threw a saucy look over her shoulder. "You coming?"

Elijah jumped to his feet, and obediently followed her. This young witchling was going to be the death of him. He was doing thing with her that he never even considered before he met her. Once inside the ladies restroom, he followed her into the large stall. He pressed her up against the wall, his forearm against her back. Her hands met cool tiles, and she looked at him over her shoulder. He growled, and kissed her hungrily. She reached around her back fumbling with his belt buckle. She freed his rock-hard member from his pants. His hands slid up her silky legs hiking her dress up. He slid her moist silky panties to the side, and plunged into her. Bonnie yelped. He grunted. And they began moving rhythmically caressing each other's most sensitive parts. Her release was quick and powerful, his followed seconds later. She turned to face him planting a sloppy kiss on his lips.

"Apology accepted." She said.

Seated back at the table, the two ate their meal quietly. Elijah was first to break the silence.

"I wanted you to know that I am a man of my word."

Bonnie looked up from her plate quizzically. Elijah continued.

"I have not dishonored you Bonnie. I didn't sleep with her."

Bonnie nodded. Though relieved, she wasn't satisfied. Elijah may not have slept with another woman, but he definitely dishonored her. She quietly turned her attention back to her food. Elijah studied her face.

"Does this not make you happy"' He asked.

Bonnie rudely dropped her fork, roughly wiped her mouth with the napkin that was placed on her lap, and folded her arms across her chest. She leaned back, ran her tongue across her teeth, and spoke bitterly.

"You treated me like I was less than… Not only that, you allowed someone else to treat me less than. How do you expect me to feel?"

Elijah pursed his lips and nodded. "It won't happen again."

They continued to enjoy their meal silently.

Over the next few weeks, Elijah was more attentive to Bonnie. Though still not completely comfortable with showing her the attention she craved in public, he did take her out on a date once a week. She would have liked hand holding or some sort of acknowledgement of their relationship status (whatever it was), but she wouldn't push it. She'd take the crumbs he was offering. It didn't hurt that behind closed doors, where no one else could see, he worshiped her body relentlessly. He couldn't get enough of her. And that was okay because the feeling was mutual. He even surprised her a few times with roses. She was falling for him…fast, and hard. So when he told her he had to postpone date night, she was gloomy. Klaus knocked on her bedroom door, and we he entered flashing his devilish smile, she almost returned it.

"Feeling down love?"

"No, I'm just reading."

"Riiiight." Klaus said rolling his eyes dramatically.

She did smile then. "What do you want Klaus?"

"Just offering some brotherly cheer." He said shrugging his shoulders, arms behind his back. "You know I've been reading a lot lately myself."

Bonnie raised a brow. Klaus continued. "Did you know that if a witch consumes vampire blood, it enhances her magic?"

Bonnie spun in her chair to fully face him. He continued. "And if said witch is powerful enough, that magic can manifest before her 21st birthday."

Klaus knew Elijah would be pissed if he found out he suggested Bonnie consume vampire blood, but he really liked the young witch and he wanted to be sure she reached her full potential. The power radiating off of her was formidable. It'd be a shame to see it go to waste.

"Are you suggesting I drink your blood?"

"Not my blood darling. It's way too powerful. A witch consuming an original's blood would bind her to him."

"Wait, are you saying I'm bound to Elijah?"

Klaus smirked. "In more ways than one love, but I wasn't talking about Elijah?"

Bonnie was downright confused. "Whose blood are we talking about Klaus?"

Klaus brought his hands from around his back, and handed her an old book. "I'm sure you'll think of something." He said before leaving.

Bonnie stood dumbstruck looking in the direction he retreated. After a couple of minutes, she looked down at the book he shoved into her hands. It was an old grimoire… a very old grimoire. She gasped when she opened the front cover, and in black fancy print, 'BENNETTE' was written across the first page. A tear fell from her eye. And for the first time in a very long time, it was a happy tear.

Bonnie studied her new grimoire daily. She knew several spells by heart, and she even dabbled with some potions. She wants to be ready when her magic finally manifested. She had no one to mentor her, so she had to rely on herself. The more she studied, the more she craved. She started thinking about what Klaus told her, and suddenly a lightbulb went off over her head. Damon… Klaus was suggesting she asked Damon for his blood.

Bonnie jumped clear across the room and into his arms when he walked thru the bedroom door. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. Elijah kissed her impatiently fisting her hair. He had been away on business for a week, needless to say, they missed each other. Bonnie could tell by the way he gripped her hair what type of mood he was in. He was about to get rough with her. He dropped her on the bed discourteously, to loosen his tie. Bonnie watched his pants fall to his knees when he ripped away his belt, button, and zipper. He reached under her skirt to tear her panties away. The tips of his fingers dug into her skin when he yanked her closer to him. He flipped her onto her belly, spread her legs, and plunged into her. His thrust were deep, and powerful. She moaned and ahhhed loudly. He lifted her completely off the mattress. Her ankles wrapped awkwardly around his backside. He held her up by her upper arms. The gravity defying move caused her to gasp. She was suspended in the air, held up only by his dick. He fucked her boorishly until they both exploded. She screamed in delight when he bit into her neck. He held her there for a few minutes while he came down from his high. He placed her on her feet, and she stumbled. He tore into his wrist, and fed her his blood to speed up her healing process. Bonnie lapped up the crimson fluid greedily. The euphoric feeling was intoxicating. She wanted more. Her mind instantly went to what Klaus told her. When they were finished she took a bath. While in the tub, she decided to test his theory. She looked to the candles lining the tub, and recited the incantation she memorized.

"INCENDIA!" She said.

The candles instantly lit up. Bonnie stood to her feet, water and suds rolling off her body. Shock written all over her face, Bonnie inhaled sharply. She was elated. Bonnie managed to use magic four years before her 21st birthday. The feeling of pride washed over her. She wanted more. She decided it was time to seek out Damon.

Damon was lying on the hood of the car with his arm crossed under his head. Bonnie was spending the afternoon with Elijah, but he was still on the clock so he decided to take in some sun.

"I didn't know homicidal vampires tanned."

Damon jerked up following the sound of Bonnie's sweet voice.

Damon huffed, and laid back down. "Thought you were busy?"

Bonnie shyly looked at her feet. "I was. Now I'm not."

"Gross!" Damon said under his breath.

Bonnie heard him. She hopped up on the car next to him. "Jealous?" She teased.

Damon studied her face, all playfulness left his. "Very!"

Bonnie cleared her throat, and fidgeted uncomfortably under his icy gaze.

Damon continued to stare at her. "Can I ask you a question?"

Bonnie laid back so she was eye to eye with him. "Shoot"

"If Elijah weren't a factor, would you give me a shot?"

Bonnie smiled brightly. "In a heartbeat." She said sweetly. Now can I ask you a question?

"Shoot." Damon said.

Bonnie hesitated briefly. "If I asked you for your blood, would you give it to me?"

A/N: Bonnie got over Elijah's abuse quickly... What can I say the girl is whipped. plus I think Bonlijah sex is hot!

Do you think Damon will give Bonnie his blood?

Is Bonnie's request putting Damon in danger?

Also, Again... How sweet is Klaus?