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Warning: This chapter contains explicit sexual situation, if it's not your cup of tea then do not read this chapter. I consider everybody warned and mature enough to decide for themselves.

Special thanks to Angel of Darkness Forever and LysCat for their help.

Devotion

For long moments, Elijah couldn't do anything more than drink in the woman in front of him. He searched her eyes and face for anything that would indicate for hesitation, but he saw none. Elena wanted what he was offering to her, and her beautiful eyes told him as clear as day that she wasn't just agreeing to this one night.

In his joy, Elijah wasn't able to restrain his desire to kiss her, to finally feel her rose petal lips against his.

Elena was stunned for a second as Elijah's lips were pressed against her own in a fiery display of unexpected passion. This kiss was so much more intense than the last one she got from him, maybe because they weren't playing roles now. She quickly melted into the kiss, while one of his hands buried itself into her long, wet hair. Without any conscious thought, Elena lifted her arms to wrap them around the man at her side. She hissed against his lips, which resulted in Elijah immediately withdrawing from their kiss.

"I'm sorry, precious." Elijah covered her face in gentle little kisses as he apologized for causing her unnecessary pain. He broke away from her to see an angelic smile gracing her lips, her eyes closed as she hummed in contentment at his actions.

"No need to apologize, I enjoyed myself quite a bit," Elena teased as she opened her eyes to take in the sight before her. Her eyes widened at how relaxed he was, the soft smile on his face, was so much brighter; probably because his eyes were smiling too, and there was something happy in his gaze. For the first time, Elena could only see gentle lines. There were no hard edges or tense muscles, he looked so much younger. It was like a punch in the gut from Mike Tyson, and it made her unneeded breath get stuck in her throat. What did she do to deserve to be looked at like this?

"Now, we should heal you, before I lose what little grasp on control that I still possess." Elijah teased back, letting out a genuine little laugh at her shocked expression to his actions. He stood up to retrieve the two blood bags he previously brought up to for Elena.

Elena watched his every move as he walked back to her side, while slowly draining a blood bag, another full in his other hand.

"I've never seen your vampire face." Elena mused, not taking her eyes off of the erotic sight of him feeding while his burning gaze was focused on her.

Elijah finished the first bag. "I usually don't allow the veins to show and the only time I let my fangs extend is when I feed from a human. It's rare that they appear on instinct."

"Speaking of never... What happened to the dress shirt, tie, and suit?"

A mischievous smirk graced his lips as he answered her second inquiry. "My wardrobe not only consists of suits. It holds articles that are much more suitable to running errands that are bound to be damaging to my preferred clothing. Have you found anything undesirable about my current attire?"

After the short explanation, Elijah started on the second bag. He wanted Elena to be able to drink as much as possible from him, thus swiftly regaining her strength.

"No, you are very dashing even in casual clothing." Elena quipped, the humor in her eyes unmistakable.

"You wound me, precious. Would you desire to me to change?" Elijah raised an eyebrow in mock seriousness. Though, his expression changed as he reached out to brush her soft cheek with his knuckles. "Are you sure about this, Elena?" His voice came out as a throaty whisper. "Sure that you want this?"

Elena nodded.

"No, precious. I need to hear your answer." Elijah continued in a husky, seductive tone. "Because once you are mine, I won't share you. And I won't let you change your mind either. If you really agree to this, you are mine, just like I am yours."

Elena was stunned and a little scared at the intensity of his words. Though she was happy that he told her upfront what was coming her way. This was her last chance of backing out. She could read in his eyes that he wouldn't hold it against her if she decided they needed to stop. But if she chose to take his blood, they would pass the point of no return. There wouldn't be backtracking from him then. Strangely enough, Elena only felt guilt over the fact that she would cheat on Damon, not because what she wanted to do with Elijah. Somehow, this felt right to her.

Elena ignored the pain in her back as she reached for Elijah to cradle his face in her delicate hands, just like he did to her not so long ago. "I want you."

That simple sentence, coupled with the honest desire in her eyes was more than enough for Elijah. He stripped off his long sleeved, black shirt, enjoying as her eyes darkened with raw desire at his naked torso.

Elena wouldn't be able to take away her eyes from Elijah even if lightning struck down mere meters from them. He'd been turned as a grown man in his prime. He had broad shoulders and a lean muscular body. Elena also saw a few scars. She was curious about how he got them, but she could wait for a later time to hear about the history behind them.

Elijah knelt down beside the tub again. He saw her eyes flickering to his lips and it only took a second for him to capture her lips with his. Elena gasped as she felt his tongue brush against her lower lip, asking for access. Elena was losing herself completely as they explored each other for the first time. Their desire was flaring out of control.

Elijah delighted in her every moan, groan, and sweet sigh. He had almost forgotten how erotic a kiss could be over his long existence. But kissing Elena was nothing like kissing other women. In their cases, a kiss was merely a tool to coax them to agree with anything he desired of them. With her, however, he wanted to convey his every feeling with this single action.

Elijah slowly pulled away from her delicious mouth, tangling one of his hands in her long locks while he tilted his head to the side, exposing his neck to her. She quickly moved to explore his neck with her lips. He felt her sharp fangs extending as she licked, kissed, and suckled at the sensitive skin, making him moan from the pleasure her touch elicited.

"It's yours to take, bite me." Elijah encouraged, his voice rough with longing and raw hunger. He wanted to feel the ecstasy of her taking his life force.

Elena didn't need to be told twice and she pierced his flesh with her razor sharp fangs. Both of them moaned at the overwhelming sensations attacking their systems. Elena practically gulped down his warm, powerful, ancient blood. His blood was pure perfection and Elena didn't know if she would be able to drink from any other after this. This was heaven on Earth, not only because the power it carried within it, or the sensations it had caused in her body, but because of the emotions she could taste in it. Everything he told her was true and even more. The depth of his feelings toward her was impossible to describe with mere words. Elena felt tears of happiness slide down her cheeks as she continued to feed from him. She slowed the action making sure to savor his very being. She ran her fingers through his hair, tracing along the back of his neck before cradling his head in one of her hands.

After only a few mouthfuls, Elijah started to caress her whole body, tracing the already healed wounds. He was painfully hard against the confining material of his jeans, every pull of her lips on his vein sending a new wave of arousal through his system. She was close to release, so very close. When he smelt her first orgasm through the water, he couldn't control himself anymore.

One of his hands anchored her to his neck, while the other caressed her back before moving to her knees, gently parting them as he placed a hand in between her legs. She gasped against his neck, as his fingers brushed feather softly against her wet core. Despite her previous orgasm only moments ago, the throbbing was officially unbearable in her center. She shuddered as his fingers reached their destination, expert digits working her bare flesh.

Elena had never felt a more skilled set of fingers. As they rubbed, prodded, and plunged, she writhed against his palm, clutching his hair and his shoulder holding onto him tighter and tighter. When she couldn't hold back any longer and every muscle in her body began to clench, she tore away her fangs from his neck to claim his lips in a bloody kiss.

They swallowed each other's moans as Elena came apart, a shaking, shuddering mess of satisfaction in his arms. Elijah looked at her face to watch her expression of bliss, to commit to memory the first time he was the cause of her pleasure. He gently brought her down from her high, then slipped his fingers out of her drenched, tight sheath.

Elena's eyes were half lidded from the exquisite sexual bliss. When she sank into a dreamy lassitude, Elijah spent a moment relishing in her reactions to him.

He decided to quickly rinse her body, before he stood up with her in his arms. He set her on her feet to dry her with another warm towel. She was so pliant in his arms, she felt almost boneless to him. He carried her back to his bed, no, their bed, and yanked the bloody covers off so that only the bed sheet and pillows remained on it.

Elijah laid her down as though she were made of the finest Waterford crystal, taking in every inch of her beauty. He sat beside her on the bed, with one hand reaching out to caress down her body from her collarbone to her navel.

She opened her eyes to look at the man beside her, his every touch sending shivers of pleasure and excitement through her over-sensitized body. Elena sat up and reached for his belt and trousers, wanting them off of him. She wanted to be able to see all of him. He stood up to help her quest, watching as she knelt before him and began to unbutton and unzip his jeans. She pushed down the offending garments that hid him from her view, noticing with pleasure the lack of undergarments. Gently, she touched his legs as she helped him step out of his jeans. Then she lay back against his mattress, her wet hair fanning out on his pillow like a dark halo with her arms open, inviting him to her embrace.

Elijah devoured her mouth with ravenous hunger. Both of them let out groans as his hardness brushed against her wet nether lips. She wrapped her legs around him, struggling to bring him to her.

"Elijah, please…"

He moved his head down to her long, elegant, and extremely sensitive neck unleashing sinful delights on her with his lips. Every fantasy he had ever allowed himself to have of her was becoming a reality, and he wanted to relish in it a little longer.

"Patience, precious." Elijah murmured in a husky, deep voice against her skin. His tongue swirled around her collarbone, making Elena shiver. "I want to taste every inch of you before I make you completely mine." He blew on the wet skin and grinned when she shivered.

"Elijah!" She gasped, burying her fingers into his silky brown hair, holding him to her.

He slowly made his way down to her dusky peaks to taste each of them. He hummed in approval as he swirled his tongue over and around each of her nipples, suckling and blowing his cool breath on them until they were diamond hard little nubs begging for his further attention. Something which he showered on them with great delight.

She was his every dream coming alive and his cock throbbed with arousal. But he pushed aside his own need and went back to pleasuring her body with his lips and tongue. It didn't take long before Elena was writhing under him, begging him for relief.

"Bite me, Elijah!" she gasped as her back arched. "Please!"

He let his fangs extend and bit into her breast, immediately sending her into another powerful orgasm. He only took a mouthful of blood, before removing his teeth gently from her supple flesh.

As he licked the few drops that had escaped off his lips, he realized something. Her blood was as addicting to him as his was to her, better than he could have ever imagined.

"You are exquisite when you come." He murmured as he placed heated kisses down her toned belly. "I will make you scream next time," he promised as he looked up to lock their gazes, before going back to his intended target.

He nipped at her navel with human teeth before his attention was drawn to her core. A slight smile formed at the corners of his lips and he lowered his head.

Elena was shivering in anticipation of his talented mouth. His hands were tracing tantalizing patterns on her inner thighs, completely distracting her until he took his first taste.

Elijah groaned against her as he hitched her legs over his shoulders. She was true ambrosia.

As he continued to softly kiss and lick around her clit, Elena couldn't stop from crying out. It was almost embarrassing how good he was, and how strongly her body responded to him. It was only a matter of seconds before she was again reduced to a quivering, shaking mass of utterly sated skin against his mouth, sounds that may have been his name falling from her lips.

Elijah lapped at the sweet honey flowing from her for a few more moments, before he made his way back up her body. His own need had become unbearable and as much as he enjoyed bringing her pleasure, he could no longer ignore it. He wrapped her still quivering legs around his waist, maneuvering himself into position at her slick entrance.

"My precious Elena, open your eyes." He whispered as he leaned over her on his forearms, keeping his full weight off of her.

She slowly blinked open her eyes. She leaned up and captured his lips in a slow, sensual kiss, the kind that made her ache deep inside, craving something more and Elijah was more than eager to deliver. It didn't take long before Elena was clinging to him, her nails raking down his back, begging with her body for him to take her.

Elijah slowly pushed into her, giving her time to accept his impressive size. Elena moaned as he entered her, stretching her inner walls until she was so full, she didn't know where she ended and Elijah began. He was so deep inside her, it was as if they became part of each other. It wasn't just physically that he was filling her either, but some part of her that had been incomplete without her noticing it was made whole.

Elijah lay there, stunned for a moment as his mind caught up to his body. He was inside Elena. The woman he had fallen in love with was in his arms, in his bed! This was no dream, no dagger induced hallucination. It was real.

"Please Elijah, I need you to move." Elena begged as her inner muscles clenched around him.

"Your wish is my command, precious." At her sweet plea, Elijah began to move inside her, setting a slow but deep rhythm. He wanted to savor the feel of her tight, wet, burning heat wrapped around him. It was better than he ever imagined and Elijah was in no hurry to end it, no matter how much he wanted to come.

But his endurance was at its limit as he had waited too long. He could already feel his release hovering nearby. His lips settled over Elena's, as one of his hands moved between their driving bodies to her bundle of nerves. His trusts were becoming harder and deeper as they both raced to their ends.

Elena's head fell back as her body tightened. A second later, her climax crashed over her as Elijah pinched her clit lightly.

"Elijah, Elijah!" Elena cried out, repeating his name like a prayer.

Her internal muscles clamped down on his still driving cock, pulsing and Elijah groaned loudly as he crashed his lips against hers for a wild kiss. He let go all of his restraints, his movements were wild, erratic inside of her. Barely a moment had passed before he buried himself deep inside Elena one last time as he came, spilling his release in her willing body.

"Elena." He whispered her name as he shuddered in her embrace, nuzzling his face in the side of her neck. He slowly regained his senses and rolled off of her, almost immediately gathering her in his arms against his chest.

"That was amazing." Elena sighed happily, while tracing his chest with her fingers.

He had brought her to one orgasm after another before taking his own pleasure. And it had been incredible when he finally let go. Watching Elijah falling apart in her embrace had left her stunned. He was beyond beautiful.

"Yes, it was precious. No one can compare to you." He could feel her smile against him as she slowly drifted off into unconsciousness. He kissed her hair before closing his eyes to follow her to the realm of dreams. If he hadn't been so drained and if she had been fully recovered, he'd have insisted on staying awake a little longer, especially when reality was so much better than any dream.

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