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Chapter 37: Somebody's At the Door

When I wake up I realize that I have used Damon's chest as my pillow and my leg is wrapped seductively around his. The sunlight streaming through the window reflects beautifully off of my ring bringing a smile to my face.

"Good morning, future Mrs. Salvatore." Damon says, placing a soft kiss on my forehead while trailing his fingertips up and down my bare back.

"Hmmm..."I hum, "I like the sound of that."

"So do I. Know what else I like?" he asks.

"What?"

"I like waking up to you wrapped around me like a vine…especially when you're naked," he wickedly whispers in my ear before playfully nipping it.

I reach down and use one finger to stroke up and down the proof of his pleasure. "I think it's fairly obvious that you like it." His agreeing hum turns into a growl as I shift so that I am straddling him. Threading my fingers through his, I lean down and kiss him. As I lean back, Damon's focus falls a bit south of my face as he leans ups and places a chaste kiss first on one nipple then the other before laying back down. "Tease," I groan, leaning forward inviting him to continue. He gently laps at each sensitive tip kissing each again before lying back down and smirking up at me.

"What's the matter, kitten? I was just expressing my affection for waking up to my beautiful fiancé."

"Let's see if I can't show you how much I like using you as my personal body pillow, baby," I answer back as I rise up on my knees and slowly take him in inch by glorious inch, feeling the delicious stretch of him entering me until I have taken him all the way in.

"Warm, wet and wanting, just the way I like you," Damon growls. I give him an answering squeeze and quirk my eyebrow as his eyes roll back in his head.

"Let's see if you like this," I say as I lift up off of him as slowly as I possibly can. When only his tip remains inside, he groans, "Now who's being a tease?" I answer with a smirk as I slam down instantly impaling myself on his cock causing us both to moan. I smile coyly as I roll my hips fluidly. Tipping my head back, I feel my hair cascading down my back as my breasts jut forward begging for his attention. With that, his control snaps. He unlaces our fingers and grasps my hips as he starts thrusting into me hard and fast. Sitting up, he sucks passionately on one nipple and then the other before lying back down and pummeling into me over and over again. He trails one long finger down my body, circling my breasts and tweaking my nipples before continuing down to the bundle of nerves that will send me over the edge. With a cry of each other's name, we reach our climax together.

~~~~~TVD~~~~~TVD~~~~~TVD~~~~~

We are both dressed, much to Damon's chagrin and ready to head downstairs when Damon spins back pinning me against the wall. "Baby, can't I just cancel? I'd much rather spend the day with you than go to the game with Ric and Klaus," he whines.

"Excuse me, I need to go check on something," I squirm in his embrace as he kisses up and down my neck.

"And what on earth do you need to check on?" he purrs.

"I need to check to see if we left your balls in the shower because if you are whining about going to the football game we definitely misplaced them somewhere," I giggle.

"Baby, they are right where they are supposed to be," he says as he grinds into me. "But they are going to be blue from lack of use by the time I get home," he pouts.

"This from the guy who has come four times in the last twelve hours?"

"You were counting?" he quirks his eyebrow. "Apparently I haven't been doing a good enough job if you're thinking clearly enough to keep count. Maybe I should take care of that." He drops to his knees, pulling my panties off from under my skirt. He stuffs them in his jeans pocket before putting one of my legs over his shoulder and using his tongue to wiping my mind from any coherent thought. I am so close to climaxing that I give a pained groan when the doorbell rings. Damon quickly kisses my clit before he grins up at me, lowering my leg and straightening my skirt. He winks at me before chucking and saying, "Can't keep the guys waiting." He stands and kisses me on the nose before adding, "At least now I know you'll be as frustrated as me all day." I petulantly stomp my foot before following him downstairs.

Damon opens the door expecting to see our friends but instead only finds a manila envelop on the welcome mat. "Wonder what that is?" he mumbles. Picking it up, Damon carries it into the family room. I settle beside him on the couch waiting to see what warrants being delivered to his doorstep on a Sunday morning. When the contents fall out in his lap, one phrase escapes his lips, "What the fuck!"

I feel all of the blood drain from my face as I look down to see picture after picture of something that was never meant for anyone else's eyes. Pictures of me bent and tied to my conference table; Damon's hand in a blur as it descends towards my ass; Damon kneeling between my bound legs as he uses his mouth to tease me; Damon obviously plowing into me from behind; a somewhat pixelated zoomed in picture of my naked crotch. There is also a flash drive. I don't even realize that I am hyperventilating until Damon starts speaking soothingly and forces me to lean over allowing the blood to flow to my head.

"What's on the flash drive?" I ask, expressionlessly.

"What? No. We don't need to check that." Damon says protectively.

"Yes, Damon, we do. We have to know what it is and I'd rather do it right now. Rip off the proverbial band aid." I reach over and grab my laptop and plug in the flash drive. It's an audio file from my apartment. I remember the night vividly. I had surprised Damon at his office. We went out to dinner. When we got to my apartment, Damon had given me an extremely erotic spanking before making love to me. Then we found the rose that started all of this. I hear it all. The sound of Damon's hand landing on my ass would have turned me on in any other circumstance. But this just freaked me out that someone else had heard this. Someone else had been privy to very private moments between Damon and I. "How? Damon, how did they get this?" I ask knowing full well that he doesn't know the answer any more than I do.

"Baby, I don't know. But if I ever find out who is doing this to you, who saw you like this," he gestures to the pictures that are now stuffed back in the envelope, "I will kill them."

"Damon, don't be ridiculous…"I start.

"Lena, I am dead serious. I want to punch every other man who has ever touched you. But this? They are tormenting you. Not only have they seen you in ways that makes me want to cut their eyes out but they are scaring you and I cannot ignore that." He crushes me in a hug.

"Damon, don't say things like that. If you do anything to them, I'll lose you and I cannot bear going through that again," I plead.

With a sigh he says, "I'll stay here today. I'm not going."

"Of course you are."

"Lena, no! Do you really think I can enjoy the game if I'm worrying about you here unprotected?"

"Damon, first of all, I won't be unprotected. Jenna and Caroline will be here and, trust me, Caroline can be pretty scary! Besides, the girls are bringing a boat load of bridal magazines and we are going to talk wedding stuff all afternoon."

"But the pictures and the flash drive…"

"Exactly," I cut him off. "If you cancel we'll have to tell them about the pictures and the flash drive and that's just, no, it's private. It's not like the roses."

"Okay, okay. If you insist," Damon says pulling me into the crook of his arm. We sit cuddled in a protective ball until the doorbell rings for the second time today. Thankfully, this time, it's our friends coming to collect Damon.

"Hi, engaged girl!" Caroline squeals as she rushes through the door collecting me in a hug. Seconds later, Jenna comes through the door, her arms full of every bridal magazine known to man.

"You look mighty skittish," Ric observes.

"They're talking weddings not world domination, mate," chuckles Klaus.

"I just don't like leaving her with everything that has been going on," Damon answers without taking his eyes off of me. I give him a little nod before leading Caroline and Jenna into the family room, the envelope of pictures having been stashed on Damon's desk in the study before we answered the door.

"Well, I believe that blond whirling dervish of mine could take on anyone and come out on top. She'll be fine with the girls," Klaus assures Damon. The guys think they are talking quietly enough not to draw our attention but Caroline's ears immediately perk up at Klaus's comment and she readily agrees.

"Personally, I'd love the chance to kick some stalker butt!" she says.

"Well, that settles it, Damon, we really need to head," Ric says, steering Damon towards the door but he doubles back and wraps his arms around me.

"If you need anything you call me. I'll be home before you hang up the phone." Damon kisses me like he's saying goodbye forever and I sink into it not caring that we have an audience. Jenna's wolf whistle is what finally causes us to pull apart.

"I love you, baby."

"I love you too, Damon," I say, closing the door behind him.

~~~~~TVD~~~~~TVD~~~~~TVD~~~~~

The girls and I have been gabbing for hours about dresses, venues and colors. We have just finished a late lunch and I'm loading the dishwasher when Jenna asks to use a laptop charger. "Sure. Damon keeps his in the study. It's probably in the top drawer or else on the desk."

"Elena Gilbert! What are you not telling us?" Jenna storms back in the kitchen brandishing the picture of Damon fully clothed behind me as I am tied to a table. "I picked up the charger and accidentally knocked a manila envelope in the floor. This picture and a flash drive fell out. What the hell is going on?" Caroline has taken the picture out of her hand and looks it over before giving me a quizzical look.

"Elena," says Caroline, "if this is supposed to be some sexy boudoir shot, it's awfully grainy. What's going on?"

I sigh as I sit down at the kitchen table. "That envelope was left on the doorstep this morning just a little while before you guys arrived this morning. Be glad that is the one that fell out. The rest would've been more embarrassing for all of us!"

"Stalker?" Caroline asks.

"Yep," I answer.

"What's on the flash drive?" asks Jenna.

"An audio recording of an intimate exchange between Damon and I."

"How in the hell did they get it?" Jenna exclaims.

"Don't know. We didn't even get that far. Damon was too busy trying to keep me from having a full blown panic attack."

"Well, I guess that explains why he was so hesitant to leave you today," Jenna correctly surmises. "Elena, what are you going to do? It's like they have eyes on you everywhere!"

"Wait, did you say the others were more embarrassing than this?" Caroline asks waving the picture in the air.

"God! Put that down! And, yes, they are. Damon is covering me in that shot. He's not in the others."

"Well, not trying to make light of the situation, but one thing I can see in this shot is that he must have earned his badge in knot tying as a Boy Scout. Damn!"

"Care, ever the sensitive friend!" I groan as I cover my face. "Can we please just not talk about this?" The girls murmur their agreement. My phone beeps and I answer the text before laying it on the table.

"Everything OK?" Caroline gently asks obviously feeling a bit chastised for her comment.

"Yes, Damon was just checking to make sure everything was OK." I leave them with a bottle of wine in the kitchen and take the picture back to the study. I'm just passing the front door when the doorbell rings. "Great. What's it going to be now?" I grumble. Opening the door, I breathe a sigh of relief. "Ty, how did you know I was here?"

"Hey, Elena. I went by your apartment but you weren't there. I ran into your neighbor and she told me she thought you'd been staying with your boyfriend."

"Yeah, I moved in actually. I just haven't gotten rid of my apartment yet," I smile.

"Really? You moved in?" Tyler looks surprised.

"Sure did. Listen, Jenna and Caroline are here. They're in the kitchen. I'll just go get them." I turn to go but stop when Tyler catches my left hand.

"What the hell is that?" Tyler growls.

I yank my hand back protectively as I tell him, "It's my engagement ring."

"Your what? You're marrying him?"

"Yes, Tyler! I'm marrying him. He asked me before the ball last night and I said yes. I'm surprised you didn't hear when we were introduced last night."

"I got there after you," he mutters. "Shit! Elena, we need to talk. Please, just come with me. We'll go somewhere and talk. I can't do it here with Caroline breathing down my neck." He has pulled me out onto the front porch as he talked.

"What could you possibly need to say that you can't say in front of my friends?"

"I thought I was your friend, Elena!"

"My friend would be happy for me that I am engaged!"

"Your friend wants to try to talk some sense into you! My God, Elena, I love you! I cannot let you marry him!"

"Let me? Since when do you let me do anything?" I ask, my hands now on my hips. Before I realize what is happening, Tyler has me tossed over his shoulder with my arms caught behind my back.

"If you won't come willingly, I'll make you listen. But I'm leaving that here!" I feel my ring being angrily wrenched off of my finger and hear him carelessly toss it back into the entryway before he closes the door. As he stomps to the car he runs a hand up the back of my skirt causing me to struggle to get away. He tosses me in the backseat and shuts the door. When I try to get out I find that he has the childproof locks on. He quickly jumps in and mutters, "Running around in a skirt with no panties? I guess I shouldn't be surprised when you let him tie you up and spank you before he fucks you."

When he says that, my heart practically beats out of my chest. Tyler is my stalker.

AN: Yep. It's Tyler. Many of you guessed it. I'm going to go hide behind a couch and dodge everything you want to throw at me.

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