CHAPTER 12

General POV

"I don't love you, Elena. Love isn't enough to describe what I feel for you"

Shock. That's what Elena felt as the words left Damon's mouth. Although deep down in her heart she knew it, she was not expecting him to say it out loud.

Confusion and suspicion followed. Why was he, all of a sudden, so open about his feelings, when he'd been so closed up about them just yesterday?

Then came the joy and happiness. Suddenly she didn't care what his motives for being so honest were. She only cared that he was.

Neither one of them knew who made the first move, nor did they care, but in less than a second they were locked in an embrace so passionate, it could have lit the earth on fire, and it would've shone brighter than all the stars in the universe.

Their lips found their way to the others, and it felt like they had finally come home; like they were finally free, having been slaves of their own misery and desire to be with one another for three long years that had felt like 3 millenniums.

Their arms snaked around the other's waist, holding on like their lives depended on it, and after such a long time apart, it felt like they did.

They didn't need to breathe, and that was a relief, because neither one of them felt they could ever break apart, break that amazing kiss, the kiss that was them finally coming home to each other.

Desperately they tugged at their clothes, ripping them from their bodies; bodies that needed to be bared to the other's eyes. Soon they were both standing naked in that dark room, only the moon lightening the darkness, casting shadows in the corners and making the atmosphere feel much homier, like Damon and Elena felt right that moment.

Even though it was dark, Damon could still see every beautiful inch of Elena's soft naked body, every curve of her anatomy.

The same was for Elena; she could appreciate all of Damon's body, every hard inch (no pun intended). The hardness of his amazing abdomen, which seemed to have been carved by God himself; his strong, beautifully defined arms; the light dusting shadows beneath them; his powerful legs, legs shadowed by some seriously sexy hair that made him look even more virile. Finally her eyes landed on his beautiful, and very hard, penis.

Her mouth watered just by looking at his amazing body, for it seemed it had been made just to satisfy her deepest, darkest desires. To satisfy her, period.

After she was done ogling him neck down, she finally gathered the courage to look at his face, and she gasped at what she saw there.

His hair was a black as the night outside, shining like the stars above; his face that was sculpted by angels had a peaceful smile. Peace; that was exactly what she was feeling. Peace for finally being with the only one person she was ever only supposed to be with. At last, it was the time to look into his eyes, only to get lost in the bluest depth of them.

His eyes were shining with the power of a thousand suns, and as blue as the waters of a French Riviera Sea. She felt like she was literally drowning in that ocean of blue.

Damon smiled at Elena, and Elena smiled at Damon. They were both looking shamelessly at each other's naked body. They felt no nervousness, no inhibitions being bared before the other's eyes. It felt like the most natural thing in the world, like they were born to do just that.

Although physically naked, it was their bared souls that were the most amazing sight. Both their hearts were laid bare open for the other so see. That was how deeply their love was.

Elena made the first move, advancing towards Damon. Love, desire, wickedness, mischief, and pure lust were the main emotions showing in her chocolate eyes. They reflected Damon's perfectly.

Once again, they found themselves engaging into another toe-curling, orgasm-inducting, blissful kiss. They both felt as if they could find the release they craved so much, if they just keep kissing a few more minutes. And they did.

Elena's core tightened deliciously in the blissful release of climax, her toes curling and her eyes rolling back in their sockets. Her knuckles turned white as they held his strong, powerful shoulders. Her orgasm heightened even more as she felt the warm spurts of his release on her stomach.

Damon groaned as if pained, and felt his member jerking once, twice, and then felt the amazing crest of his orgasm course throughout his entire body. After a few good minutes of blissful oblivion, they finally came back to earth. They slowly pulled apart, both spent, but not entirely sated.

Elena was still wet and swollen; and Damon was semi hard. Upon seeing the evidence of their pleasure staining her belly, he regained full hardness. They both looked down at it as it poked Elena's leg, and laughed.

Soon again, they were kissing. Elena wrapped her legs around him, her arms, too.

Damon held her, one arm around the little of her back, the other on her butt, pressing her harder against him.

In the midst of their passionate kisses and needy caresses, their bodies finally connected.

Damon filled Elena, not only physically, but emotionally, too. She had never felt more complete, more loved, more woman. She was finally with the man she'd loved for such a long time, feeling all the love he felt for her, his need to be with her. His passion.

After a century and a half, Damon was completely happy for once. The woman he loved finally loved him back. She was greedy for him; craved him as much as he craved her. He finally felt loved, felt like all his years of roaming the earth all on his own were worth it. His loneliness had finally been rewarded. In that moment he knew. He knew that he'd happily go through all he'd been through in his life; disappointment from his father, death, heartbreak over Katherine, hatred for and from Stefan, loneliness, being in love with a forbidden woman, heartbreak over Elena…

He'd go through it all, all over again if it meant being with Elena like this. Having her in his arms, loving her, and being loved by her. And it'd be worth it.

He kept thrusting into her, pouring his love into each and every thrust.

Elena pushed back against his thrusts, also willing him to feel her love. Wanting him to sink into it, just the way he was sinking into her body.

They looked into each other's eyes, and felt the pleasure raising. Damon's thrusts weren't so rhythmic anymore; they were erratic and frenetic, rushing to get them to their releases.

As Elena neared her orgasm, she did something she'd wanted to do for a very long time. With both hands, she gripped his nape, tilting his neck towards her open mouth, her fangs elongated, her eyes were red, and showing the purest passion there was on earth. With a big smile on her face, she bit into his warm throat. Drinking the tastiest blood she had ever come across. The thick liquid was like honey, good wine, chocolate, raspberries, and sex; all mixed in one.

Damon moaned se she felt her drinking from him. And it wasn't long before his own fanged mouth found its way to her neck. Drinking her blood and consuming her soul.

It was the most erotic act they had ever engaged in.

Now, there were no barriers between them. In that moment Elena owned Damon just as completely as Damon owned her.

Their releases came violently at them, shaking the very foundations of their souls, shaking their entire beings. Never before had they felt so much pleasure and ownership over another being.

They were one now. And nothing could ever change that.

Damon laid on his four-posted bed, Elena laying her head above his heart, listening to it beating like a teenager's on their first date with their first crush. Her arm resting on his hard muscled stomach, her hand drawing little patterns on the tight skin stretched over pure muscle, feeling it twitch beneath her touch.

His own hand was drawing circles on her lower back. They were enjoying just being with one another. They were happy. Happily sated sexually.

"That was… WOW," Elena giggled like a little girl, still tracing his hard abs. A goofy grin spread through Damon's face, and his skin got goose bumps.

"I don't even have words," Damon agreed. He brought her up to his body, and tightened his hold around her. Never wanting to let go; and now he didn't have to. She was his, just as he was hers. Forever.

"I'm so happy you're back," Elena looked up at his face and smiled softly, a secret smile that made Damon's heart flutter.

"I'm happy I'm back, too" He kissed her; but it was nothing like their previous kisses. Those were needy, desperate kisses, shared between to people that had been apart far too long, and felt like they might disappear at any moment if they didn't hold on tightly enough. This kiss was shared between two people that were completely sure of the other's feelings; that were sure of their ownership over one another. This kiss was sweet, tender, loving. Not tongues, only lips. But somehow, this one felt far more intimate than any other previous kisses they had shared before. This felt like love.

"That was the best moment of my existence," Elena smiled into the kiss, but Damon frowned.

"No, it was not," This made Elena frown as well.

"Of course it was!" She argued.

"Was not!" Damon grinned, winking at her.

"Was too!" Elena scowled.

"Was not. Wanna know why?" he gave her a chaste kiss on her nose.

"Why's that?" Elena was a little annoyed. She knew it had been the best moment of her life.

"We still have plenty of time ahead of us. It may have been the best moment of your life, so far, though." This made Elena smile a wide smile. "We have all the time in the world."

"We have forever," Damon smiled the brightest smile Elena had ever seen, and sealed his mouth over hers. They both smiled into the kiss.

"Forever" they both promised into each other's mouth.

And together, they engaged into writing the next 'best moment' chapter in their 'Best Moments of Our Eternity' book.

That book would turn into a series as time passed, and that book series would see A LOT of chapters, written throughout the course of their 'FOREVER'.

END!

A/N

Hello guys! I'm so grateful for having so many of you liking this Little sucker. I know this FF was not the best one there is out there, I'm well aware of that. But it's been pretty special to me nonetheless.

I wish I could give all of you that were right there with me, from the very beginning, a big bear hug, to show you how GREATFUL I really am, for having had the chance to share this little piece of me with all of you.

I want to especially thank my two great friends, Natalie and Kelsie. They've been constantly asking me when the hell would I actually sit down, and start working on the ending of this story. They were also amazing, as to pre-read this very last chapter, and putting at ease any insecurities I had about it.

THANK YOU KELSIE (KelsieLorraine), FOR EDITING THIS FOR ME! Please check out her new story: Russian Roulette (I beta it ;) ), it is beyond amazing! Best story I've read in along time! Please go, you'll LOVE it as much as I do!

Nevertheless, I really want to know what you thought of the ending I chose to go for. I know it may've been very cliché and lame, but it was WAY better than the ending I had in mind a few months ago.

Not having much to say, but that I really wish to see you all around!

xoxo,

Alexis Hart Sáenz ;)