A/N: Well... It is M-rated. And in all honesty, what girl, (or guy) hasn't imagined an Elena and Salvatore threesome? I honestly have the BEST boyfriend in THE world. ^_^. Happy reading, lovelies. And ofc, review. :)

Chapter Fifteen: Three's Better Than One

Stefan all but ignored Damon and continued planting soft, hot kisses on the skin on Elena's neck. Elena was enjoying this so much, having both Salvatore brothers pleasuring you at the same time in the same bed.. Did life get any better than this? Elena didn't need to ask because she knew the answer - of course it didn't. Elena didn't really process Damon's words until she heard a harsh tear of fabric and her eyes reopened to see (and feel) Damon's hand move down her chest. She bit her lip and moaned slightly as she felt something.. Kiss her stomach. It was Stefan.

"Mhmm.. I think you're right Damon," she murmured.

"Always am." He said confidently, before capturing her lips in a kiss.

He bit her bottom lip teasingly, asking for a permission to enter and explore. His hand had slid into her underwear just like it had earlier on in the day. Stefan seemed to be enjoying himself too. Maybe alcohol will not be needed. Well, Stefan didn't seem to even know that there's about 5 bottles of alcohol in this room. His whole focus was on Elena, or rather Elena's stomach if you wish. Damon smirked against her lips. Definately not how he imagined things to turn out.

Elena didn't have time to respond before Damon's lips clamped down hard upon hers. And then she completely gave into her passion for both of the Salvatore brothers. She had Stefan's lips on her right side and Damon on her left; this just got better and better. Stefan didn't need any alcohol right now, he was pleasuring the woman he loved, and by doing that he was in effect pleasuring himself also. Stefan's tongue travelled up the centre of her chest and flicked over her nipple. Elena's eyes snapped to a close and she raised her hips to meet Damon's teasing hand, her tongue slipping into his mouth as she moaned in utter ecstasy.

Damon was about to insert his finger in, like earlier on in the day, but something pulled at his elbow, and took out his hand. He frowned and looked down. It was Stefan. He looked at him questioningly.

"You had your fun today. It's my turn."

He kept on frowning, but didn't object. He let his hand slide back up her stomach, and chest and start playing with her breasts instead, while Stefan pulled her underwear down before reaching for his boxers. Quite needless to say was that they were both hard already.

Elena was so wet right now it was unbelievable. Who knew both brothers pleasuring you at the same time could be so damn enjoyable? Elena could feel a violent throbbing deep within her groin area and raised her hips, desperately trying to elevate the growing tension. Elena leant her chest into Damon's hands as she felt Stefan pull her underwear down with his teeth. Stefan stroked her firmly and she whimpered in pleasure as his hand was soon replaced with his mouth. It only took a few seconds of this and Elena was begging for him. And when Stefan finally entered her, Elena about lost control.

Damon liked her in that state. As in enjoying herself, during perverse situation such as this. He smirked, and let his mouth travelled down to her breasts. He took one of her nipples into his mouth, and started biting it lightly, and sucking, letting his hand give attention to the other breast. His boxers were once again today, getting very uncomfortable. He tugged at them, but it didn't help one bit, so he simply pulled them off. Stefan might as well, get used to it.

Elena's eyes shut even tighter as her hips began to move with Stefan's. Damon's hands at her breast and his lips sucking on the other... Oh, god. Did they want her to explode with sexual satisfaction or what? Because it was definatly going to happen. And It was going to happen soon.

"Stefan.. Damon.. Oh, yes.. Yes," she moaned, her heart pounding harder than it ever had before. Her right hand ran through Damon's hair and she kept his head close to her chest.

Stefan came hearing her say his name in such a manner, and then he would have collapsed onto Damon's head if the older brother hadn't moved out of the way.

"Move out of the way, little brother. My turn." He was pretty close to coming himself, but he wanted to be in her.

He pushed Stefan off of Elena, and he landed on the floor with a growl, while Damon moved in between Elena's legs and pushed. Stefan managed to sit up and grab a bottle of whiskey, before pouring half the bottle down his throat. Damon's thrusts were stronger, and he was moving quicker than his inexperienced brother. He knew what he was doing exactly.

It wasn't long until Elena felt Stefan spill into her. This wasn't exactly how she'd planned the first time her and Stefan would sleep together, but neither of them could say that they didn't enjoy it. And a moment later, Stefan's body had been replaced by his elder and more experienced brother. Elena swallowed hard and prepared herself. Now, Stefan had been good, but Damon was something else... Maybe it was down to the fact that Damon had been her first, or maybe it was just all of his experience. But Elena loved how he grinded inside of her. Her hands clamped down onto his shoulders and her nails bit lightly into his shoulder blades.

"Oh, Damon. Yes. YES," she was so close to orgasming right now.

Stefan was still on the floor. He drank the rest of the whiskey, and put the bottle on the floor, before climbing onto the bed and leaning against the headboards. He was tired... But Damon was far from tired. Each push was even stronger than the previous one, and now he was hard breathing. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, in a rough kiss, as he thrusted. He was close. Very close right now. In fact, another few thrusts and he would be coming. And as if to prove his point, one more thrust and he came.

Elena wasn't sure where Stefan was right now. Had he gone out or was he still on the floor? To be honest, Elena couldn't care about much right now apart from her and Damon. Her state was so lust-driven, she just wanted him more and more and over and over again. Elena's finger nails ran down his chest, leaving long marks that she knew would feel immensely good to him. Her lips crushed against Damon's and it wasn't long before she came, moaning his name. To her surprise, Damon came after her. Elena tried to slow her breathing, but couldn't.

He came hearing her moan his name. A minute after, when he could actually move he rolled off her, and likewise Stefan, leaned against the headboards. He grabbed a bottle of scotch and offered it to Elena, trying to calm his breathing. Stefan seemed to be struggling with the same problem, but was getting his steady breathing back. In other words, all was well. As well as it could be, anyways. Damon was satisfied, Stefan looked content for once.

Elena inhaled deeply before smiling slightly as he offered her the bottle of scotch. Elena downed a great deal of it before allowing her body to flop down into them mattress. She was completely and utterly exhausted. When her breath came back, she spoke to them both at either side of her but kept her eyes on the ceiling.

"That was... Amazing."

**Three weeks later.**

Elena was laying on top of Damon on the couch down stairs. It had been exactly three weeks into her decision of keeping both of the Salvatore brothers and she had to admit, it was of the best choices she'd ever made.

Stefan was out hunting. He was due to be back soon though. Damon was on the couch, under Elena and wasn't complaining. He was rather content.

"Mhmm. " He muttered, as he lifted his hand to brush a strand of her hair off her face.

Then he smiled, and placed his hand at the back of her neck, pulling her down to him, so he could press his lips against hers. The last two weeks, were definitely different than the rest of his life, and they were remarkable, even though he'd spend most of them with Stefan too.

It was so rare now that Elena and Damon would get time to themselves like this. Since choosing both of the Salvatores instead of just one, there'd been a lot of getting closer to one another. And the sex..? Oh, god; that was definitely something in the realms of impossibly pleasurable. She couldn't decide whether having them singly or both at the same time was the best. Elena giggled at Damon, gladly kissing him back and curling her leg around his hip. But just as she was really getting into their make out session, Elena felt an awful feeling in her stomach and stopped kissing him abruptly. Elena pulled away and whispered a 'be right back' before getting off of the sofa and disappearing up the stairs.

Damon frowned and sat up. What was up with her? And then he heard the front door open.

"I'm back." He heard Stefan say, as he appeared in the hallway. "Where's Elena?" He asked, once he stepped into the living room.

Damon shrugged. "She's.. in the toilet, I think."

Stefan raised his eyebrow questioningly, while Damon just shrugged again. Damon couldn't help but feel hurt... and ridiculous. Because really, she didn't run away because she didn't want to kiss you. She'd been kissing you all the time, for the past three weeks, so stop being impossible already. The voice at the back of his mind seemed to be helpful for the first time ever.

Elena made her way up the stairs, and fast. The stairs seemed to blur together and she almost fell into the bathroom as she flung open the door and slammed it shut fiercely behind her. She didn't have time to feel bad for basically rejecting Damon; she was more concerned with the awful feeling inside of her that she'd been getting for the past few days now. She bolted the door before collapsing by the toilet and sicking up all of her guts. When she was sure she was finished, Elena wiped her mouth with the tissue paper and sat on the edge of the bath. What the hell was the matter with her.. It couldn't be a bug.. It would have gone by now. Elena let her head fall into her hands, she was so confused.

Damon and Stefan sat in silence for good few minutes. And then Stefan spoke just exactly what was at the end of Damon's tongue.

"Want to go check on her?"

Damon nodded, and they both got up, before making their way upstairs. They knocked on the bathroom door, because of course, everyone deserved some privacy.

"Elena, love?" Stefan spoke once again, his voice soft.

Damon leaned against the wall, and waited for any response. He was worried, of course, he was. And so was Stefan.

Elena sat there for a good couple of minutes before forcing herself to a stand and motioning over to the bathroom mirror. She hadn't looked his awful and pale when she'd woken up. Elena frowned, running a single hand through her hair when a knock on the other side of the door made her jump.

"Elena, love?" That was Stefan's voice.

Elena quickly rinsed her mouth then wiped it before unlocking the door, but going to sit on the bath once again.

"You can come in if you want? I'm fine."

Damon instantly saw how pale she was. He frowned.

"You do not look fine." He stepped into the bathroom, with Stefan behind him.

Stefan was frowning too. Damon sat down on one side of Elena, while Stefan remained standing in front of her. The older brother, put his arm around Elena, before speaking again.

"What's the matter with you?" He asked, before looking up at Stefan, to see what his expression was like.

He, too, was frowning, but seemed to be thinking.

Elena frowned, she knew she was doing a miserable act of pretending at how 'fine she was'. Elena raised her eyes to meet the two brothers but then instantly flinched away, how could she tell them anything when she didn't know herself? Elena couldn't help but lean her head onto Damon's shoulder. She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head from side to side before replying.

"I'm not sure.. I just have these random moments where I need to throw up. And I do.. But there's always this horrible ache in my stomach," she frowned.

Damon was still frowning.

"Maybe you caught a bug or something? You should visit a doctor."

Stefan started shaking his head, which made Damon looked at him as if he was an idiot.

"I don't think it's a bug, Damon. But you're right, she does need to visit the doctor. "

Damon searched Stefan's face for any clues but didn't find any. His face was a mask, and he obviously didn't want Damon to know what he was considering. He then turned to Elena.

"Come on then. We'll get you to the doctor."

Elena's eyes remained shut for a moment and only re-opened her eyes when both of them had finished speaking. Damon's eyes were filled with worry and concern, just as his voice sounded but as she looked up to Stefan, she noticed the same but something else.. Something she couldn't quite name, but it was definitely something he was hiding from the both of them. Elena sighed, she didn't want to cause much fuss, but if it would keep Damon and Stefan's mind at rest; then she would do it. She nodded slightly and kissed Damon's neck twice, his cheek once and then a long press of her lips to his before speaking.

"If it'll settle both of your minds. Then, yeah, okay."

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