A crushing sound and then the echo of blood dripping was what forced Damon to open his eyes. His lashes felt heavy with blood too from when he had ripped apart the other vampires and their blood sprayed out on him.

He had shut his eyes, the pain from the witch attack overwhelming his senses and searing his brain. He felt the dirt digging into his head wound that had healed only to reopen as his head hit some jagged wood on the ground as he rolled over in pain.

Damon blinked trying to see through the blood, wet and sticky against his forehead as it slid down his face. He nearly jumped out of his skin when his eyes focused to see one of the vampire heads he had ripped off laying right in front of him, their dead eyes open and frozen in a panicked expression, its skull crushed in.

As he looked up higher he saw a vampire rip the ax back out of the head. The dripping of the blood he heard was right in front of him, rhythmic drip drip as it splashed down onto a rock on the ground.

The vampire standing there was lean and well built, his muscles showing through his thin dark shirt, his blonde hair short and spiky. He slammed the ax into the head again making Damon flinch since the ax fell so close to his own head as he still held it, writhing in pain. 'Spiky hair' lifted the head and let it go soaring into the air behind him and the ax dripped of more blood.

Damon uttered a silent prayer that this demon with the ax had not come into contact with his brother, or Jeremy or god forbid Elena before he got here. He seemed like a warrior and much older than the other vampires he had been fighting. He hoped he had only used his ax on the severed heads and not his precious love or his family or friends all out here trying to get away from Klaus.

His cheek rubbed unforgivingly against the rough ground littered with little pieces of toxic wood as he turned his head further to see the witch that was holding him down with only his mind. He was a tall equally muscular man with dark closely shorn hair. He wore a long dark jacket that was blowing back behind him in the wind. His hand was up in the Darth Vader pose as he continued to torment Damon's brain with what felt like lightning to his nerve endings.

"Ahhhh, enough already damn it, I give!" Damon cried out.

Instantly he felt the excruciating pain start to fade and he dared lift his head more to look up into the eyes of the creature. But he had not more than a second and he lifted his hand twisting it slightly and he was slammed into the tree behind him and held off his feet as the powerful warlock walked closer.

The other vampire another tall man with longish brown hair went toward the blanket and lifted it up whistling to his partner to look. Despite the pain he was in Damon laughed as he saw their angry faces. "Oops, sorry no doppelganger here" he sneered at them. The blonde one carrying the bloody ax strode closer to him looking up in his eyes.

"Where is she?" he snarled at him, lifting the ax up in his hands.

"No fucking way I'm telling you!" Damon hissed at him, his eyes yellow.

Damon was still hanging against the tree off his feet as he watched the vampire's eyes flood with blood and his veins pulsed. He swung down, the ax tearing through Damon's skin on his shoulder and he screamed in pain.

"Where is she?" the vampire asked him again louder.

"I hid her! She is safe from you monsters!" Damon lied between clenched teeth, feeling his eyes watering already from the pain but knowing he needed to do whatever he could to keep them, anyone from going back to the cabin.

"That's right dicks. I am the only one who knows where she is." He smirked down at him trying to fight the hold the damn warlock had on him against the tree but even his arms had been slammed down and he could not move them. He was totally at these creep's mercy.

He saw the vampires talking in hushed tones at each other likely to figure out their next move. The ax was ripped out of his body and he cringed feeling the vampire holding it right under his throat, cutting deep into his carotid artery and the blood spurted from his neck and ran down his thin shirt. "Where is she?!" the vampire hissed at him, his eyes like fire at him.

"Alright, alright! I'll tell you," Damon cried out, his breath heaving out of him. The spiky haired vampire moved closer till he was barely an inch from his ear. Damon's head was heavy on his shoulders and it fell to his chest. The vampire's eyes were wide waiting for him to give it up and raised the ax again.

"Okay, okay. I'll give you a hint" He breathed through the pain feeling his shoulder healing slowly. The vampire's eyebrows were raised waiting for him to give them her location. "She's...not...here."

Damon smirked, feeling more blood in his throat, his voice cocky.

There was silence for five pulse pounding seconds before the vampire snarled again and slammed the ax back down, this time right under his collarbone just above his heart.

Damon was seething with rage as he gritted his teeth more as more blood bubbled up his weak throat. Fighting the pain of the ax buried in his body he felt his wounds trying to heal faster than more came. "You are never going to find her! Do what you want with me but I will NEVER tell you where she is!"

The vampire growled in frustration ripping the ax back out and crashed it back down into his chest and ripped it back out right away! Damon howled at the pain and his head fell as he gasped for air knowing one of his lungs must be punctured.

Damon wasn't sure what their orders were. It seemed like the other vampires wanted nothing more than to kill him but these ones had a plan possibly. He had no idea how he would get out of this. He felt the poison more prominently in his system. Elijah's blood probably had mostly worn off or he bled it out with how much he had lost in just the last few minutes here.

His eyes fell closed from the intensity of all the pain in his body. He felt a hand yank his head up and he fought to open his eyes. The warlock was standing inches from him, his hand gripped Damon's chin in a near iron hold, the man's eyes dark and focused. "Last chance vampire. Tell us or you die." His voice was low and Damon felt chills at the intensity of his stare. This bastard was not kidding around.

More blood pooled in his mouth from all the internal injuries and it dripped down both sides of his mouth as he lifted his head to meet the eyes of the man who would end his life. He would never get to see his babies grow up, or hold Elena in his arms again, or see Stefan again. This was it and this was not how he imagined it would all end.

His eyes turned yellow, as he swallowed hard, the vampire with the ax right behind him swinging it back and forth just waiting to take his head he assumed. He glared at the warlock, his fangs bared and covered with his own blood. "Do it!" he dared him. "Kill me! You are never touching my girl!"

The man still holding him up against the tree powerless, grabbed him by the hair and forced his head up to look in his eyes as his head fell back down. "Oh we are going to find her, your girl," he whispered at him, his tone like ice in Damon's veins and he laughed as his eyes went wider.

"And when we do," he pointed casually back at the blonde vampire with the bloody ax. "I'll let him do the very same thing to her that we just did to you...bury the ax in her shoulder, and rip apart her artery letting her blood pour down her body and plunge it in her chest...and then heal her for master to use as he wants..."

His eyes lit up as he continued to taunt Damon. "And maybe, just maybe we take that ax to her beautiful belly too..."

The terrifying words just hung in the air, silence all around them as Damon's fought and struggled to break free of being trapped against tree. He knew about the babies?! Holy shit what could he do to keep his family safe?! He was one slash away from being executed right here!

"Fucking hell! You will NOT hurt her or my babies! I will rip you apart witch!" Damon snarled with more rage than he had ever felt in his life. "I swear you will have NEVER experienced pain like that and will be begging me to kill you!"

The warlock just laughed and stepped back, allowing the vampire with the ax to step forward again. Damon was panting in fear for her and struggled with all his strength to break free. He could not let him hurt her. This bastard sounded more sadistic than the wolf had been with them in the tomb.

Damon refused to shut his eyes as he saw the vampire raise the ax, leveling it first at his throat. He was grinning at him as he pulled it back to swing it swiftly back at him. The warlock was smiling evilly too at him, still holding him up.

The ax came down at him just as Damon felt himself falling to the ground. It embedded itself in the tree just above his head and in a flash he leapt up, pushing the vampire away and grabbing it to rip the ax out of the tree truck.

He looked in front of him to see a man struggling with the warlock pressing him into a tree behind him.

Damon was full of rage and adrenaline and he sliced the blonde vampire that was so eager to kill him clean through his torso and he fell to the ground in pieces, his dead eyes open. He felt the other one plunge his hand in the back of his shirt to grip his heart but he twisted and swung hard with the ax and buried the ax in its head in one stroke.

Damon had not even seen who had saved his life until he raced forward to help him. The warlock was on the ground, the man snarling and growling at him till he just pushed the man off him and he went flying backward. Damon wasted not a second and grabbed the ax back up and slammed the butt end of it into the warlocks head and he collapsed, blood pooling on the ground from his wound.

Damon's fury was pulsing out of him as his mind raced through the horrific things this damn warlock had said he was going to do to his precious Elena. He lifted the ax and slammed it back down on his torso over and over, snarling with rage that he dared threaten to hurt her at all. Blood sprayed up from the body as he sliced the ax into him again and again. "You. Will. Never. Touch. My. Family!" he screamed.

He fell to the ground exhausted and did not even look at the torn, bloody, body of the warlock. He would never hurt anyone again.

Damon turned to his side, the ax falling from his fingers as the man got up and he helped him to his feet and then looked up into his face.

"Tyler! You could not have shown up at a better time!" Damon was not even thinking and crushed the young boy in a bear hug with the intense gratitude that he was still alive. If it wasn't for him he would have been dead by now and god knows what they could have done to Elena before Klaus had her.

And he thought Klaus was the worst threat to his love, but his warlock's disgusting thoughts nearly made Damon gag at even the thought Elena running into him.

He backed up quickly realizing he was actually hugging a werewolf and cleared his throat nervously. "You saved my life Lockwood. I owe you, Elena owes you," he stated. "But wait weren't you supposed to help Elena get free? Is she safe? Did she make it to Elijah's witches?"

Tyler put up his hands. "Whoa slow down. First of all it was Elena that begged me to find and help you. You are a daddy to be I'm told. Congratulations."

Damon smiled at him. "Thanks. It still feels so unreal. But is she safe? Did you get her away before you came to find me?"

Tyler shook his head slowly. "She begged me to help you. They were still back at the cabin when I left."

"Damn it, Elena!" Damon growled in frustration. "She was supposed to keep you with her! You need to get back there and make sure for me that they got away, please." Damon's voice was on the edge of pleading as he looked at the young werewolf. "Stefan and Jeremy are not enough protection for her."

He bent to pick up the blankets and re wrapped them up to look like a person was still in it as he turned back to Tyler. "I need to keep going and lure the vamps away. You get the hell back to my family!"

Tyler nodded without another word and took off back towards the cabin.

Damon bent down to pick up the ax again and looked down at the dying warlock. The blood was spreading from his body as he stood over him. He wanted to rip him apart more for what he said about Elena. He wanted there to be nothing left of him to even identify, he was so angry. But he knew he needed to keep going and make sure she had as long a window as possible to escape. He might actually make it back to her the way things were looking. The warlock blinked slowly, his eyes closing as Damon turned away from him in disgust.

Damon stood back up and with just a split second warning a vampire leaped on his back! He growled and slammed them against a tree, crushing the vampire against it. But the damn creep hung onto his neck and he started feeling the bones breaking. He crashed them both into another tree and his hands grabbed wildly for a branch. Snapping it off he stabbed it fast behind him hopefully into the vampire's chest.

Damon heard him cry out and then heard the slicing of flesh and then gushing blood just as he felt a crack and then nothing but darkness.

"Damon! Damon, wake up please," a soft voice pleaded with him. His head felt so heavy, his neck muscles ached and he thought back, realizing the last vampire that attacked him must have broken his neck before he killed him. His eyes were still closed when he felt a warm hand on his cheek. How long had he been out?

"Damon, please," the soft voice begged again. He would know that voice anywhere.

"Elena?" he rasped out, his voice choked with emotion, hardly believing what he was hearing as he forced his eyes to open. The darkness of the sky made it hard for him to make out the shape of the figure in front of him. He reached out his hand and felt the person's cheek and there was no mistaking the softness of that skin or the feel of her hair as he dug his fingers deeper in it by her ear.

"Oh my God, Elena!" he gasped out his eyes wide, as he pulled her down into his arms. He felt her body pressed to his and he clung to her desperately. Damon just lay there with her in his arms. But suddenly she jerked and let out a small cry and he realized there were dead vampires all around him. He needed to get her out of there.

He reached for her head, his hand cradling her face gently. "Lanie, how are you here? We need to go. There are enemies everywhere." He stood up, pulling her up with him and planted himself in front of her. "Stay behind me. We need to get out of the open like this." He laced his fingers with hers. His head darting back and forth. But before he could move he felt his knees buckling and he sunk back down to the ground.

Elena looked frantically at him and knelt down at his side. "What Damon? Are you okay? Do you need to feed?" She immediately leaned her head to the side and offered him her neck.

He shook his head, his good hand running through her hair. "No, no way Elena. There are plenty of vamps here. The freaks bled me almost dry. Just turn away and I will feed on them and then I need to get you the hell out of here."

She nodded and Damon saw her turn her head as he bent down and ripped into the neck of the nearest body. The blood was still quite fresh and he swallowed quickly as he felt it strengthening him. Not nearly to the degree that Elijah blood would have, but it was much better than he had felt when he woke up.

Damon felt her hand running up and down on his back as he fed. He had no idea how she could be here at all but he knew he could not let Klaus get a hold of her. He felt the stickiness of the blood on his shirt and he tugged the shirt off the vampire he was feeding on and ripped his own off him to shrug into the vampire's black long sleeve button down and he left it open as he turned back to her. At least the bastard had good taste.

"I'm ready, lets go." He grabbed her hand again, pulling her gently behind him. He still had not told her about the bite but the black veins he had seen had not spread past the palm of his hand yet so she had not seen them, at least not yet.

"Oh shit no!" he gasped out. His hand gripped hers tighter as he saw the huge pool of blood in front of the tree where he had nearly died...but there was no warlock there! The bastard was dead! he thought to himself. How the hell had he just disappeared?! He had ripped him apart with the ax and other than severing his limbs or his head he was a mess of blood, flesh and bone. What the hell happened to him?!

"Elena, talk later," his expression was serious as he put his finger to her lips and he heard her moan at his touch. But his mind was racing at the thought of the psychotic warlock alive somewhere. "I know angel. I know." He smiled at her, missing her touch just as much. Hell he thought he would never see her again. "I want you too. But not here. I NEED to get you all safe. Now."

He whirled around him thinking that the sick minded warlock could be anywhere and he wanted to get his love and his babies as far away from him as he could. He pulled her along as fast as she could go looking for somewhere to hide, anything anywhere that he could keep her out of view. His hair was almost long enough to get in his eyes and he whipped it away, his eyes searching for anywhere to hide.

Maybe they could make it back to the cabin. Where else could he keep her away from the vampires that seemed to be everywhere in the damn forest?

They walked further, going deeper into the woods and even with the poison in his system he forced himself to focus on nothing but her. Damn it! What could he do? Where could they go?

In the distance his vampire vision caught sight of plants just swinging in the breeze and there seemed to be a hole behind them. He led her closer, still keeping a very close eye on their surroundings and any dangers that could jump out at them.

He got her right to the entrance of the supposed hidden area and pushed on the plants and sure enough there was a literal cave behind them. He turned back to her to tell her when she screamed and a vampire leapt out at them from one of the trees!

Damon spun her as gently as he could behind him, his fangs out as he tore into the vampires arm that had grabbed a hold of Elena. She cowered at his back as he grabbed the creatures neck and snapped it and he crumpled to the ground. Then he knelt down and ripped his heart out tossing it aside giving him no way to wake up and come after them again. Damon wiped his bloody hands on the vampires clothes and got most of the smeared blood off his face as well before he turned back to her.

Elena was panting with fear, her legs shaking and Damon caught her in his arms as she was falling to the ground. "Hey, hey baby. Its okay. He's dead. You are okay."

She buried her head against his shoulder and whimpered pointing to her arm. Damon looked and saw long large gashes all up her skin. He cut open his wrist instantly to offer her his blood but she shook her head at him.

"Damon, you know I can't risk it. I don't want to take any chances that I could die with vampire blood in my system and have Klaus hurt my family or anyone I love." She caressed his face tenderly, "Especially you Damon. And we have no idea what your blood could do to our babies."

He nodded at her understanding. He picked her up under her legs and moved the fronds away and tucked them both behind them him leaning against the wall with her in his lap. "Okay, but at least let me drip a few drops in your wounds baby. It won't be enough to get in your system, I promise you."

She nodded at him and held out her arm. Damon dripped a couple drops in each gash that the damn vampire had put on her beautiful body. He kissed each wound too, his tongue licking up the blood of hers that had dripping out. He could feel her tremble in his arms and he held her closer soothing her.

Damon swiped up a few drops of his blood on his finger and lifted it to trail down the cut that still after two days had not healed fully. The bastard that cut her cheek had cut deep and Damon had fed her his blood at least three times since then and it was still not all the way better. She closed her eyes as he let the drops fall to her cut and she leaned her head back against his bare chest.

He looked around in the near darkness and in front of them making sure he would hear anyone coming. They were safe, for now. He let out a deep breath and just wrapped his arms around her. "My God baby, I thought I would never see you again or hold you. You have no idea how hard it was for me to leave you."

She nuzzled into his embrace, burying her head more in his shoulder and looked up at his face. Damon could hardly see her in the dim light even with his vampire vision. Or maybe his vamp senses were fading just like Stefan's had been.

"I'm okay Damon. I am just so glad I found you. I was just running, I was SO scared."

He held her tighter, kissing her head over and over, his hands all over her making sure she was okay like she said. "Well what happened? How come you aren't with Elijah's witches? How did you find me?"

But she did not seem to be listening to him and rather lifted her head up to look in his eyes, with both hands around his head, she pulled his lips to hers.

Damon groaned instantly at the feeling of her soft lips. It felt like forever since he had kissed her. He had hated leaving her, knowing how vulnerable she was; weak from blood loss and pregnant and throwing up so much today. And yet somehow she found him all the way deep in the woods.

He pulled her more in to his body, just aching to be closer to her. He had been so scared for her knowing how weak she was and still having to leave her with his dying brother. It was some kind of miracle that she had found him far away from the cabin. Everything he had done and risked so much was so she could get away the few miles to Elijah's witches and now that had not even happened and he didn't even know why.

He put his hands up cradling her face as she leaned in more kissing him hungrily and deeply, her hands tugging on the hair at the back of his neck. Her little moans she made in his mouth just undid him he wanted her so much.

But nothing was safe anywhere. Hiding in a possible bears cave was not safe enough for him to enjoy her the way he badly wanted to.

"Mmm, Elena," he moaned into her mouth, his fingers digging deeper in her hair on either side of her face. She pressed herself more into his lap grinding herself against him and he wished he could just freeze time and pick up where they left off in their unending nightmare after they had been together again.

But fate was not that kind. When had it ever been? Hell he had not even been given the chance to take her to his bed, safe in his house. They had been trapped for more than a day at her family's cabin and now the only place that was safe for her was far away across a forest full of more vampires and witches and a hell bent Original.

However somehow he pushed all that out of his mind as he succumbed to her these few minutes to try to quench the endless need he had of her love. This short time right now would never be enough. Forever would not be long enough.

Damon ran his hands down her back squeezing her hips between his long fingers as his mouth opened more, tangling his tongue with hers as another groan climbed up his throat. She felt so damn good it nearly took his breath away.

He kept his eyes open, watching the entrance to the cave and the sounds and movements nearby. Despite his body wholly surrendering to the love of his life's touch, his senses were on high alert to make sure they were safe there. They needed to keep moving and not risk getting caught.

He was terrified of the possibility of that psycho witch finding them and following through on his sick and sadistic promise to hurt Elena the way he had watched the vampire torture him. That monster knew she was pregnant and still he had taunted him about taking the fucking ax to her belly and killing their babies.

His hands clutched at her skin more running up her back under her his jacket and her shirt, as he grinded his hips against her. His body craved her like no other drug on earth and he wanted to be buried deep inside her more than anything right now. Her presence, her scent, her touch had been the only thing keeping him fighting, keeping him sane, and calm and as rational as he could be through all the hell they had been through.

All he wanted was for her to be safe. Just to fall asleep in her arms, wake up with her every morning for the rest of his life to her beautiful chocolate brown eyes sparkling in the first light, while she looked up at him as she lay beside him. His undead vampire heart actually hurt with how much he loved her and could not imagine being with anyone else. He could not believe love could feel so indescribably amazing.

It had only been barely a day since she had told him she loved him but he felt so comfortable with her, so at peace like his soul could finally rest since he had found his match.

She whimpered his name, and he felt her fingers pulling the shirt he had on more apart as she slid her palms over the muscles on his stomach to curl them around his body and trail her hands up his bare back giving him shivers.

He felt another moan in his throat as he bent to kiss and suck on the soft skin of her neck and then up to her earlobe sucking it tenderly into his mouth. He knew exactly where to lick her to drive her wild. He loved the sound of his name from her lips. It sounded like heaven and light and sunshine to him and he would never tire of hearing her saying his name.

He pulled back to look in her face, her lips so swollen from his kisses, her skin flushed, her eyes wide but unfocused and half lidded. Her expression at that moment in the near darkness almost looked like how he remembered she looked laying against him, fully sated, her chest heaving as she lay her head on his chest after-glowing from their love making.

They had not even done more than kissing and feeling how much they both wanted each other now, knowing there was no time and it was way too dangerous now. He cupped her face, running his thumbs over her cheekbones, seeing her eyes nearly roll back in her head at his touch.

"Elena," he called to her softly and waited for her eyes to focus back on his. "We can't, just not now. Not more, no matter how much I want you like so fucking much right now."

He swallowed hard, still feeling her pressed so close to him and her fingers lazily running up and down his back under his shirt. He shut his eyes slowly, just soaking in the feelings racing through him wanting to just let her keep touching him. Maybe they were safe enough here. Maybe Elijah had taken care of Klaus and the other creeps stalking around looking for them.

"I need to get you out of here," he repeated, trying to sound insistent. He stroked her face, leaning his head against hers, his eyes opening to lock back on hers. "I need to get to you to Elijah's witches. I have no idea where Klaus is and I've killed a bunch of vampires and his damn warlock is running around alive too."

If she was listening he sure could not tell. Her eyes slipped down from his and her mouth fell to suck in the skin on his throat, her one hand pulling on his shirt tugging it off his shoulder. "Elena," he whimpered weakly, feeling his resolve to run and get her safe waning. He groaned again, his neck muscles tight, trying to fight what she was doing to him. But he wanted her just as much.

"Please Damon." Her tone was pleading, her voice thick with emotion. "Klaus could be anywhere and he is not going to stop till he has me." She tugged harder on the shirt, her eyes finding his again. "When you left, it broke me." He saw her chin quiver as she spoke and he reached up to caress her cheek again feeling so sad for her. "I watched you running out of the cabin away from us and I just felt everything shatter inside me."

He was gazing at her, his eyes full of so much love. It hurt him deeply to turn his back and leave her but he never stopped to think much of how she would have felt too. His head was wrapped around the plan to get her safe that he had not seen how broken she had been in that moment.

Damon was trembling as he pulled her in and kissed her forehead seeing her so sad in his arms. "I never wanted to leave you either baby. Never. I had to, to keep you safe. Turning away from you, leaving you there, broke me too."

He saw her nod at him and shut her eyes as he pulled back from kissing her. "I just want you, please just once more." Elena let out a sob. "I'd rather die with you than be running back into more danger and lose you without being with you again."

Her voice cracked as she ran her fingers all over the contours of his muscled chest. "I need to feel you inside me Damon, just one more time. Please," she begged. "Please make love to me, before its too late."

If he thought her touch undid him before, he had no idea how much more he felt it now...her words pleading, her want, and her ache for him totally unraveled all sense of right or safe or anything in that moment. He had a fleeting thought that they should run, and at least try to protect and save their babies from the original after them. She was a mother to be, so why wasn't she thinking of that? He needed to be the strong father and keep his family safe. This was not safe.

Elena bent her head to suck on the skin of his shoulder pulling the shirt off more and tugging it down his arms. Her lips went down his chest to twirl around a tight nipple and he gritted his teeth, his lips parted as he felt the electricity of her warm mouth on him.

He finally gave in. Screw it all, he thought and picked her up under her arms and laid her down straddling him laying on the soft ground of the cave. She first unzipped his leather jacket he had put on her and shrugged her arms out of it letting it fall beside them. Then without missing a beat pulled her long sleeved shirt and tank top over her head and tossed it away as his eyes watched her with glazed heat in them. He kept casting glances to the cave entrance, still keeping his eyes and ears open to any danger nearby.

This was really happening. This was crazy. She wanted him, here in the middle of the woods, darkness and enemies all around them, Klaus likely hunting them and no supernatural protection for her if he found them. But damn it he found himself still giving in to her wishes no matter how fucking crazy it was to be doing this right here, now.

He unhooked her bra and let it slide down her arms and threw it to the side and his hands instantly found the soft supple mounds of her breasts, kneading the bare skin in his hands as he let out a moan of pleasure. She felt like heaven and he watched her head thrown back as he molded her skin and ran his thumbs over her nipples seeing them harden so fast in the cool air.

"Jesus, Elena. I missed touching you," he rasped out just watching her face, seeing the pleasure in her little darts of her tongue out of her mouth, her hips digging deeper into his, her whimper as he pulled her down and captured her mouth, holding her head tight to his.

Her arms were at his sides, bent at the elbows, her fingers tangling in the silky strands of his hair. This dance of hunger they were in was driving him wild and he pulled at her jeans, rolling her off of him, to his side to tug them and her lacy panties down her legs.

Damon swallowed the giant lump in his throat as he gazed down at her with naked desire. She was laying on the ground her arms up reaching for him. For him. He could still hardly believe that.

He pulled his shirt the rest of the way off and knelt down to undo his jeans and pull them down his long legs. Damon saw how intensely she was looking at him and he licked his lips, kicking his jeans and boxers the rest of the way off before climbing back over her.

Elena gripped his biceps pulling him closer as he leaned over her, his elbows on the ground on either side of her. "Elena, this is crazy," he breathed out. "Anyone could come find us."

Her hands slid into his hair, her eyes on him as he hovered over her. "I don't care Damon. I know its crazy. But I want you so much." She pulled his lips back down onto hers and they kissed passionately, their feelings all consuming like they were the only ones in the whole world. He could feel her grinding her core into him, her nipples hard against his bare chest and he positioned himself at her entrance.

Damon looked down in her endlessly deep brown eyes that looked nearly black in the dim light. She nodded to his silent question, her one hand grabbing his buttock and urging him on.

"Please," she whimpered into the damp air between them. He shut his eyes for a moment, his forehead against hers and when he opened them he plunged his full length into her and watched her face melt into bliss.

Her nails were on his hips, her own writhing under him, wanting him closer, deeper. He pulled back, his gaze locked on her and pushed back in harder as a moan escaped her lips. "God, baby, I missed you so much," he gasped out, his lips parted as he clenched his teeth.

It occurred to him that she was naked on the rough dry ground, and that every thrust was pressing her delicate human body against it. He spun them around with ease, his hands splayed over her hips as her smooth, slender legs fell to the sides of his body.

He had positioned her so he was closer to the door and could still see any movements outside. But it was getting harder and harder to concentrate on anything but her sweat soaked body cradling him within her. It felt so fucking good he could hardly find anything in him to think of anything else.

Damon knew this was wrong and so dangerous, but his hunger for her and desire to please her won out. And here he was, naked with her in a cave in the woods, just relishing in the pleasure of all things Elena just one more time, to show her how much he loved her. He would do anything for her, absolutely anything.

He was mesmerized by her face and all the little expressions she made her eyes tightly shut as her hands roamed his chest and arms. Her head fell back, her long silky hair falling down her bare body like water down a waterfall.

He pulled back, seeing her face fall at the loss of him so close before he thrust back in and she let out a cry of pleasure. Damon pulled her down onto his body, covering her mouth with his to muffle her sounds. There were vampire ears outside and he could not afford anyone discovering them. Not like this, not yet and sure as hell not till he had the chance to send her over the edge into ecstasy once more.

He reached down between them and teased her wet folds finding that little sensitive nub and she jerked her body, pushing him further into her hard and fast. "Mmm, Damon," she whined, eager for more.

"Come for me Elena," he breathed in her ear. He smiled against her mouth, his one hand in her hair, the other a few strokes from sending her soaring.

He could feel the exact second she found that nirvana as her mouth against his opened and let out a raw groan, her head sweaty and slippery against his forehead, rolled back and forth. Her eyes were sealed shut and her fingers grasped for whatever skin of his she could right then.

The other times she had kept her eyes on his but this time as he watched her writhing against him, her brown eyes were hidden from him. He pushed back and forth harder and faster and felt her muscles clenched so tight around him. He was surprised to see her eyes weakly open now watching him and he smiled at her as the next thrust sent him flying over the edge too.

His fingers gripped her bare hips hard, his head fell back against the rough dirt on the ground as the muscles in his throat tightened. "My...My Elena," he cried out, his heart bursting with the joy that she was his. He emptied himself into her, giving her gentle thrusts as he started coming down from his high and felt her head fall to his chest, as he stroked her damp hair with his hand.

Damon pulled himself up to sitting against the rock wall and cradled her naked body, his arms wrapping all the way around her. He kissed her cheek and her nose and all over her face and just held her as he felt tears at his lashes. He rested his head against hers and felt his tears slipping down his cheeks. "I love you so much Elena. I would die without you. You..are my life baby."

She lifted her head up to gaze in his eyes, her head back against the crook of his arm. He saw her bottom lip trembling. "I love you too Damon. I don't ever want to let you go."

He sniffled back more tears, his body around her in every way he could. He pulled his leather jacket up from beside him and draped it over her naked back. "I don't want to leave here," he choked out. I don't want to ever leave your arms again."

She sniffled too he could see and wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him closer. "I want that too Damon. Can't we just hide here forever?"

He kissed her head and she lifted his hand to tangle her fingers in his, bending his hand down and kissing the tip of each of his fingers. He shut his eyes just soaking in the feelings of her so close to him.

But then he felt her freeze and her body go rigid and she lifted his hand up to the sliver of light falling down into the cave.

Damon's breath felt like ice in his throat as he knew what she had found…Oh hell no. She did not need to know of more things that were threatening to rip them apart. But there was no doubt, she had found his werewolf bite...

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And for those of you who follow Our New Beginning. I think I feel ready to try to write happier times now and will update that story soon. I will have much more time to write and update more during the summer. I have more story ideas in mind too when these are done.