Mature chapter. Rated M for language, and sexual situations. Enjoy!

Previously …

"Damon you can't die. I already lost everyone else in my life! I can't lose you too. I just can't I would not be able to go on."

I nodded at her, pulling her face up from my chest. "Are you ready to tell me what happened? Trust me with your past?" She gazed deeply into my eyes, her brown eyes so red rimmed and swollen from crying.

"Yes Damon. I am ready to tell you what happened to me…"

Elena's POV

I was ready? Oh God. Feeling Damon cradling my face and looking so softly into my eyes I knew he would understand. He would be there for me. But I was terrified of reliving it again. I had spent so much time pushing the pain down. Hiding from it, focusing on others and their issues and needs so I didn't have time to deal with mine.

I had chosen to work at Maxwell Heights to try to help people, be a light for them when there was so much darkness in my own life. But no matter what I did, how much I ignored it, the pain and ache was still there... simmering under the surface, just waiting for its chance to rip my world apart again with the memories.

Looking deeply in Damon's eyes I knew it was time. Time to break the silence. I had tried to tell someone and I didn't even really count it as sharing, since we barely scratched the surface before it was ripped away from me and didn't dare share anything again.

But Damon was so understanding and comforting and I knew he would not ever betray my trust. He trusted me himself with the painful life-changing moments in his past, his life in the CIA, his missions and the horror of watching his best friend and partner, his brother's fiance murdered before his eyes.

I took a deep breath and really did not want to go back down memory lane. It hurt SO much. "I'm scared Damon," I whimpered, my chest hurting from how hard it was to catch my breath, as he stroked my cheek with his hand. I didn't know if I was more scared to go back to the past or if I was still shaking from seeing Damon almost killed in front of me and Fredrick's attack on me.

We were still covered in mud and wearing just our underwear as he was kneeling down in the grass in front of me. I felt like I was having a panic attack and I just wanted it to stop.

His eyes were wide, his face etched in worry as he looked back at me. He pulled me into his arms holding me so close. "I know you are baby. But you are so strong and you can do it."

I kept gasping for air and I saw his look darken as more frown lines appeared when he pulled back to look at me. "Elena just breath. You need to breath slower baby," he said firmly.

"I can't!" I sobbed wanting to scream in anger at how close I came to losing him. I hated Brady. Hated him and he was actually my patient at the prison. I had seen him on occasion for injuries and he had flirted with me like they all did. But he had been respectful and as long as I had been there he had never been violent with anyone. And he almost killed my Damon! I could hardly believe it.

Shaking, I struggled to catch my breath. Damon let go of me and I saw him walk toward the bag he had hidden with our stuff in it. I turned back to the inmate in the grass beside me. He was dead there was no doubt about it, a gaping hole in his skull that the blood poured out from. But somehow that wasn't enough for me.

I crawled a few feet further in the grass and grabbed up the knife that Fredrick had dropped and Damon hadn't even seen yet. He had pulled it out with a wicked gleam in his eye and had almost gotten it to my throat before I saw the gun fall beside me.

Curling it in my hand I didn't think right then and started stabbing the knife into Brady's chest in pure rage over and over.

"I. Can't. Lose. Anyone. Else!" I screamed, stabbing him as I sobbed, blood flying up from the wounds I made in his body.

Damon was kneeling beside me almost instantly and grabbed the knife from my clenched fist and tossed it away as he pulled me into his embrace again, his whole body around mine as I cried.

I could still see Brady's body, his eyes so empty and his skin already paling from the loss of blood made me shiver. I buried my head deeper in Damon's arms as I shut my eyes wanting to block all the horror out. He had been so close to killing the man I loved. I had barely been aware of what Fredrick was doing to me, feeling his groping, rough hands all over my body.

My focus had been on Damon.

I sniffled feeling more tears as I thought about the monsters hands around my loves throat, seeing Damon kicking and fighting and getting weaker every second. I pulled back to look in his eyes. "I watched him," I indicated of Brady, "nearly choke you to death Damon. You were getting weaker and I knew he was killing you!" I sobbed openly and just buried my head on his chest again.

"Hey, hey Elena," I heard his voice as I leaned on him. He grabbed my head and stared deep in my eyes. "I. Am. Okay." He enunciated each word as his hands trembled from their place cupping my face. "You saved my life Elena. You have no idea how in awe of you I am right now." His smile reached his concerned blue eyes as he nodded to me.

"Are you going to be okay for a minute baby?" he asked me and I nodded slowly. He stood up and I watched him check Brady's pockets and grab a few mags of bullets from them but there didn't seem to be anything else of value. Damon looked back at me and I hadn't moved so he turned back to the body and within a minute he had dragged him to the steep cliff and tossed him down and out of sight. Then before he came back to me he picked up and closed the knife, putting it in the bag with the bullets. He knelt back down beside me holding up a water bottle he must have dropped on the ground racing to me before and I took it and swallowed the cool liquid gratefully.

He swung the gun around, back and forth pointing it at the edge of the cliff and any area around us before I heard him click the safety back on. "We are safe here Beauty I promise you. I will keep this right here in case anyone is stupid enough to come up here and find us."

I nodded to him, trusting him completely.

"Let's get you cleaned up." He held out his hands to me to stand up. I took them and he walked me back to the pool of water and sat down pulling me onto his lap. I was quiet as he lifted the water in his hands to wipe the mud off of my cheeks and forehead. His movements were so slow and soothing and I just watched him silently. There was an undercurrent of tension in the air around us and what could have been a very seductive thing; washing the mud off our nearly naked bodies, seemed to be tainted in sadness and fear.

I wanted to know what I could do to ease the strain I knew he had felt in my panic, me stabbing a very already dead body and also in what almost happened to both of us. We had been shook to our cores with the possibility of losing each other and judging by the pain in his eyes, it affected him as much as it did me.

I wiped my cheek and saw there was blood mixed with the mud. Brady's blood.

I looked down seeing more blood on my chest. "Get it off me please Damon!" I begged him frantically trying to wipe the blood into the water as fast as I could. He scooped up more water and soon the blood was all washed away and in the water.

Then I saw him trace his fingers over my one shoulder that was now clear of mud and he moved my bra strap down. At first I had no idea what he was doing. I was still shaking and scared, thinking this was hardly the time for him to be undressing me or even thinking of anything sexual. But I took in the pain on his face and looked down to see a huge angry bruise on my shoulder. A hand print was clearly visible and Damon could not stop looking at it.

His chin was quivering as he spoke, his blue eyes clouded with anger. "All I was thinking when he was strangling me was that I couldn't get to you," he mumbled into the air between us.

Damon's voice wavered even more and I saw a tear glisten at his dark lashes. "He was...touching you...hurting you, baby. I heard you screaming and..." I saw him swallow hard and sniffled, his thumb still tracing the bruise. "I couldn't stop him." He turned his head away from me like he was ashamed. Like this was somehow his fault.

"No, Damon. Don't you dare blame yourself!" I gripped his head to find his eyes again and nearly gasped at the tears running freely down his face.

"I do blame myself! This plane crashed because of the people I am after! They wanted to kill me and my team!" he snarled out angrily, his hands on my arms. "That monster was free because of me. Kai is fucking free because of me! And Fredrick would have raped you right here and I couldn't do a fucking thing about it!"

He was panting hard and looking so deeply in my eyes. "I am a god damn CIA agent Elena! I can dismantle bombs. I am an excellent shot. I have trained for years to take down major players in organized crime and I could not stop that creep from touching you!"

He slid out from under me in the water, stood up and walked back to lean against the rock wall behind us, his breaths heaving out of him. I got up and followed him right away and tentatively put my arms around his waist, resting my head on the hollow between his shoulder blades. I felt him lean back into me and sigh. But he was not done venting.

"He could have raped and killed you. Anyone on this fucking island could." His voice was shaking and I could hear him sniffle back more tears. "I can't lose you either," he whispered. "I can't imagine living my life without you baby. I'm not strong like Stefan. I wouldn't survive."

I hugged him tighter. "You won't lose me Damon." I promised him, praying that I could keep that promise. How did I seem to be the calm one all of a sudden?

"You can't know that," he argued back. "We can't kid ourselves Elena. We both know Kai wants God knows what with both of us. You and I both heard that Klaus fucking Mikealson is coming after us for him."

He put his hands on the wall and I could see his bicep muscles tightening. He growled and slammed his fist on the rock. "It goes against everything I know as a man, as your man, to tell you my fears. But I feel like you deserve to know. You are facing this too and it would wrong of me to just tell you nothing will happen to you and that I can protect you."

I held onto him tighter, my arms around his waist and just let him purge. I loved that he felt safe sharing with me. I wished it was as easy for me to just pour everything out too. Why the hell was it so hard?!

I smoothed more mud from his back, lifting my hand to the stream of water beside us and dripped it down his back, washing away the mud to reveal his soft skin to my eyes.

Damon was livid and I didn't blame him one bit. He was practically growling in anger at our situation. "I hate that there is so much danger! I hate that it took all of five fucking seconds for that creep to want to hurt you and act on it!" he snapped, frustration so clear in his tone.

"Kai will be worse Elena," he almost whispered. "I don't even want to think of him getting his hands on you." His smooth voice just choked with emotion. "You have never been with anyone. That is precious! I wish I had that same gift for you baby. Your first time should be so special, so full of romance and love with the right guy."

I heard him swallow hard as he kept going as I said in my head 'You are that guy Damon', but I didn't interrupt him.

"I can't even imagine if your first time would have been with that creep up here on the hill while Brady strangled me in front of you. Or if Kai finds us and takes you away from me! You shouldn't be here Elena!" He punched the wall again and I cringed. "It terrifies me what they could do to you!" He let out a gasping breath and slammed his fist into the stone again this time I saw blood on the rock.

He leaned his head down on the stone in front of us telling me all this without looking in my eyes. Maybe I didn't want to know how tortured his eyes really were right now. I kept rubbing my hands over his back, hoping my touch was helping him.

God, I could not believe how much I loved him.

He scoffed at himself and sounded like he almost laughed, his mind obviously still wrapped up his fears. "The kicker here is I am pretty damn sure I shouldn't be telling you this. I should be all sunshine and rainbows and reassuring you over and over that Stefan will get here in time when I don't fucking know that! I won't lie to you Elena. I never want to keep things from you."

"I know Damon. And I love you so much for being real with me and not just a typical man hiding things from his damsel in distress." I whispered, knowing he was being so strong telling me how scared he was. I smoothed the water more on his bare back and leaned closer to him.

"You are nothing like a damsel Elena. You are so strong," he replied his tone firm. "But I feel like I'm failing you...like I can't be what you..." My lips found his warm skin as I trailed kisses up his spine. He groaned mid sentence, the instant he felt my mouth on him.

I had no idea what else to say so I decided words were not the answer...not right now. I brushed more kisses on the skin of his back and could feel the muscles twitch and hear the catches in his unsteady breath. I pressed my body into his, the lace of my bra and underwear rubbing against him. His white boxers were wet and mud stained but they were clinging to his thighs like a second skin.

My tongue lapped at the curve of his shoulder blade, licking up along the edge of the bone as he whimpered, leaning back, equaling the pressure of our bodies against each other. I gripped his wide muscular shoulders between my fingers, digging my nails in just a little.

"Damn Elena," he groaned out and his head fell back against mine. I smiled even though he couldn't see me, loving how much such little touches affected him.

I was helping. My kisses were distracting him from how angry he was about what had happened, how helpless he felt. I had just promised him that I would finally tell him about my past and here I was trying to think of ways to avoid that conversation like the plague.

My fingers curled around his broad shoulders, turning him around to face me finally. His eyes were red rimmed and I could see the tears he must have cried, hiding them from me. Now though his eyes started darkening as he looked at me, the blue in them so inky and shiny, his eyes half lidded in pleasure.

Sliding my hand up his bare chest I pushed him back a bit more, his head under the stream of water and he leaned it back against the rock as I tangled my fingers in his luscious hair, revealing his silky black locks hidden by the mud. I rubbed his head slowly and made sure I got every little bit of mud out of it as I kissed down his bare chest. He groaned as his fingers curled around my neck and into my hair.

He spun me around and then it was my turn to tilt my head back into the stream of cool water. He lifted my muddy hair into his hands and rubbed the stickiness from it little by little. I leaned back into the rock behind me and closed my eyes. His hands in my hair felt so damn good and I melted to his touch. I gasped out loud as I felt his lips on my neck, as he lapped at my skin there with his tongue flat against my throat.

I pulled him back down in the water a few minutes later once he had washed all the mud from my hair and wrapped my arms around him, every curve of mine molded to his lean muscles. I held him like that, offering him all I was, praying it was enough to comfort him, until he slowly pulled back from my embrace. My eyes found his as he lifted more water to rinse off my face more, his thumbs stroking my cheeks and jaw wiping away all traces of his brilliant way to hide us so fast.

"Damon," I breathed out just enjoying how sexy his name sounded on my lips. His gaze was locked to mine and I moved in closer till my lips were an inch from his and I could feel his heart pounding against my own chest. "Just kiss me baby. Let me help you forget everything that happened," I whispered, drowning in the depths of his beautiful eyes.

His hands slid up my arms that were still slick with some mud and he cradled my face, smearing more mud on my face as he caressed me. His lips were warm and so so soft against mine and I closed my eyes blissfully, just succumbing to the sensations I was feeling. Damon's fingers were tunneling into my wet hair as his hands tilting my head to deepen the kiss. I felt a moan low in his throat as his mouth covered mine. My fingers buried themselves deep in his wet locks as I wound my arms more around his neck, pressing my chest to his, my lace bra the only barrier between our skin.

This was what I needed, what I hoped we both needed. I needed to feel him under me, around me. God, I needed to feel him in me. That realization hit me like a freight train.

I needed the taste of his kisses to ease the insanity I felt at seeing him being choked to death right in front of me. Damon's fingers caressing my cheeks, his groan of pleasure vibrating in my mouth as I sucked in his bottom lip...everything was helping me heal from my fears too. It felt like the soothing and reassuring closeness was what we needed to believe we were okay. That despite how close a call it was, that nothing had torn us apart.

I was surprised at how much his mere presence comforted me, centered me from the sheer panic I felt. It was like I was breathing in...Damon, and everything about him.

We kissed languidly, slowly and I soaked up simply being in his arms.

Being his.

I didn't worry about being a virgin then or things becoming uncomfortable or pressured. I didn't think of any of that as I dug my fingers deeper in his hair holding his head tight to mine. We finally broke apart to breathe. Damn oxygen...forcing me to pull away from his lips and he leaned his head on mine and gazed in my eyes.

His hands had even stayed on my face the whole time and I was impressed with the level of respect he had for me. Maybe he had sensed my nervousness already from when we had been kissing in the cave before the alarm for Enzo went off.

Despite what I said about waiting, I loved how he touched me then, how his mouth felt on me. Him saying too that he would wait as long as I needed, made him even more desirable to me, if that was possible.

I was marrying him. Even just the commitment in that made me less nervous. This wasn't some one night stand and he would have me and leave me. He had committed to be mine for the rest of our lives and I felt the love just swelling up in my heart at merely the thought of our future.

He was still dreamily gazing in my eyes as my mind had taken me away with all my jumbled thoughts. I smiled at him almost bashfully, wishing I knew what he was thinking. "I love you Damon," I breathed out, stroking his cheeks with my sticky hands.

"I love you too Elena," he replied, his tone so gentle, like a wave washing on the shore.

"I need to tell you something," I mumbled nervously.

Damon's eyes widened and he sat up more in the water. "Okay, okay Elena I know you need to tell me about everyone you lost. How you are all alone. I'm here for you. You never have to be alone again."

I swallowed the lump in my throat knowing what I wanted to say. He was rambling and it was so cute but I finally had the courage to say this and I wanted to say it now, while I still had the strength to.

He looked around as he rubbed my arms up and down. "I know its late but we have flashlights too if we need, so it will be fine getting back. This is the safest place we could talk since we can see anyone coming from far away and I finally have a weapon to protect you baby."

It was getting harder to breath, I needed to say this. I grabbed his face in my hands and shook him gently. "Damon I want you!"

His mouth fell open as he stared at me. "Umm, Elena did I hear you right?"

I smiled at him, caressing his cheeks and looked up at him from behind my lashes, nodding slowly. He nodded back at me just as slowly as I think he started understanding what I was saying.

His hand was shaking as he brushed a strand of my hair back from my face but I jumped as a speck of mud got in my eye and I cringed at the sting. I was so happy though that I could not stop the grin from spreading over my face as I wiped at it to get it away from my eye.

Damon jumped up, grabbing a bottle of water to rinse out my eye and helped me lean over to wash it clean. I looked up at him and giggled at how such an intense moment just went off in the ditch. I guess it showed us that we were real. A real couple, in real life that could do stupid things or have freak accidents at the worst times.

Scrunching up my nose I studied him. If how he looked was any indication of the amount of mud still on me, I didn't want this moment between us with me looking gross. His hair was still dripping with muddy water, his face had smears all over it from my hands on his cheeks. His neck and chest had patches of skin showing through and I guessed I must still look just as slimy.

"I must look so yucky Damon," I mumbled as I kept rubbing my eye to try to lessen the tickle I felt. I saw him shaking his head at me beaming from ear to ear.

His eyes were shining in the light of the sun just barely peeking out from the horizon. "You look unbelievably hot Elena. There is nothing yucky about the mud all over you. I don't think I have ever done anything this erotic before." His voice dripped of sex appeal as he spoke and I hid my face, feeling a blush of more nervousness coming over me.

He bent his head to lean his forehead on mine again. I had never seen his blue eyes wider. "Did you really just say what I thought you did Elena?" He pulled me back down on his lap and I wrapped my legs around him.

I wondered when we would get back to that.

I could not hold back my smile. I cupped his face gently just staring in his eyes. "I don't want to wait Damon. I was thinking about what you said about how my first time could have been right here with you dying beside me." I felt tears slipping down my cheeks.

Damon was shaking his head at me right away. "Elena I never meant that to scare you or make you think..."

I put my finger to his lips silencing him. "You didn't. This is not about settling or rushing. I want everything you said; romance, the love and the right guy." I kissed him firmly, my lips soft on his. "I want that with you and I don't want to take any chances that my first time could be with one of those monsters."

He was still shaking his head at me, his own eyes moist with tears. "I don't want to pressure you baby. I will do everything in my power to not let that ever happen," he whispered against my lips.

"Damon stop. I don't feel pressured. I am marrying you and I want you to show me how much you love me. I want to show you too and have this night be just about us. For it to be unforgettable and perfect. Well maybe not perfect." I rolled my eyes laughing a little. "I don't think I could handle perfect. I am nervous but I want you to make love to me."

I smiled up at him, feeling the tears just streaming down my cheeks. "Just not here. Take me back to our cave." I loved the sound of that...Our Cave.

I waited and watched his face. He looked stunned and amazed and excited and terrified all at once and I had to laugh out loud again. He nodded his head and smiled back at me. "Okay, um, wow baby." Had I rendered Damon Salvatore speechless?

"Elena, I am...thrilled. Nothing would make me happier. You are everything to me and I can't imagine being able to show you that. But what about your past? You know you will feel so much better telling me."

I was nodding again, totally agreeing with him. "And I will sweetie. Just not yet. Just give me this first, this time with you like I have dreamed about since that night in the shower."

Now it was his turn to laugh. "You dreamed about making love to me then already?" His eyes narrowed curiously with a hint of a smirk on his lips as his arms pulled me in closer to him.

"Mmm hmm I did. Once I got home that night and I fell back into bed after seeing you at the hospital, I had the hottest dreams of us."

"I remember you were there baby. And what you said to me then already." He stroked my head and kissed my forehead. "You telling me about Jeremy was a start. I am here for you whatever you want to share Elena."

This was news to me. He remembered what I poured out to him when he was in a coma? Was that even possible? "Not now Damon, please. Be with me first and then I promise we can talk all night and I will tell you. I just need you first. I need you to be mine. All of you."

I giggled like a teenager and could not resist saying this. I brushed my lips on his, smiling so widely. I rubbed his nose with mine. "I want to taste all the flavors of wine Damon. I'm ready."

He laughed again, and his handsome smile could not be bigger. "Well then my Beauty, we should probably get going. Its still quite a walk and the sunlight is slipping away quickly," He stood up and shivered and as soon as I wasn't in his arms I felt the chill in the air too. It was time to go.

Together we worked to rinse off the rest of the mud. I stood in the stream of water letting it soak through my hair once more making sure the water ran as clear as possible and he wiped any more mud from my body. I poured water from my own hands to wash off any more down his shoulders and chest. I dipped my hands in the water and wiped the stickiness off his face and neck too making him flawless again, inch by tantalizing inch, like I was unwrapping a gift just for me.

The whole time no words were spoken and desperately wished I knew what he was thinking. Damon's eyes were riveted to me as he got more and more mud from my arms and neck and tentatively he brushed the water from my stomach and I shivered at his touch. There was a sense of rush now and I saw him smiling back at me as he scrubbed more mud from his chest and stomach before rinsing his hair once more.

With a kiss to my head he walked back to the bag and got out our clothes as I undid my bra and slipped it partially off in the dim light to wash any more mud from my chest and I heard him whistle at me seeing my bare back.

I turned back to him lifting it back up more and took in the hungry gaze he had as he looked me up and down. I grinned at him. "Like what you see Salvatore?" I teased and he licked his lips.

"Very much" he said so smoothly, his eyes so wide and wanting.

I turned back toward the rock wall and washed the rest of the mud from my breasts and gasped as I felt his lips on my bare back a moment later. I had not even noticed him step back into the pool. His tongue was flat on my spine and I shivered at the sensation. Damon trailed kisses up my back to my neck and I could hear his heavy breath by my ear.

"That walk will feel like an eternity to get back to our cave," he whimpered against my skin. "Let me help you so we can get the hell out of here."

I laughed again at his insistence and I felt so much the same way. I slipped the lacy red bra back on my shoulders and felt his fingers doing it back up before kissing my neck once more.

"Damn baby. I cannot wait to take that off you again." His voice was so husky, his lips still against the bare skin of my back. "Part of me wants to just say fuck it and take you right here."

I sucked in a breath feeling his hands on my naked waist, sliding around me pulling me against him as his tongue licked a path to my shoulder. "But I want it to be special for you and I totally agree going back to our cave is perfect."

I nodded turning around to face him, words totally escaping me. I pulled his lips to mine and he pushed me against the rock wall just devouring me in his arms. Our kisses were much more passionate and hungry and I knew without a doubt that this is what I wanted tonight.

He pulled back to look in my eyes. "If I'm not taking you right here against the wall then please Elena...lets get the fuck out of here." He whined at me, actually whined with his blue eyes so beautiful in the fading light, his bottom lip out, looking so damn cute.

I nodded in total agreement and we both stepped out of the pool and he passed me my dress to slip it on. I watched him shrug into his dark washed jeans before getting his socks and shoes on and passing me my sandals.

We dressed quickly and Damon helped me dry my hair with the extra hoodie that he had in Ric's bag. The dress was meant to be sexy and I loved that Damon had been drooling over how I looked before. But now I was just cold from the night air.

He rubbed my arms up and down with his hands before he slipped the hoodie over my head and pulled up the hood. He kissed me tenderly pulling my head to his lips.

"There you go baby. All cozy warm for the long walk." His eyes were bright and I loved how well he took care of me and seemed to know my needs sometimes before I did.

"What about you?" I asked him seeing him drying off before slipping on his thin black button down.

Damon smiled at me. "I'm fine. I have you to snuggle with if I get cold." He bumped his hip into mine and did the yummy eye thing I liked. I nodded leaning and snaking my hands around his waist feeling the heat of his skin despite the cold air before buttoning his shirt as he watched me. He bent to pick up the gun and swing the bag onto his shoulder before reaching out his hand to me.

We reached the base of the hill in record time, Damon helping me down, holding my waist and being so gentle and protective of me. We didn't even need to rest from the climb down and just guzzled down more water and kept walking. I felt so exhilarated thinking about being with him as he pulled me along, his hand tight to mine as he swung the gun around making sure we were safe. Any little sound around us and he was aware in an instant the gun leveled and ready.

I told him we should stop back where Ric and Care were and I needed to change Enzo's bandages again. He nodded and we hurried along. Ric was sitting out at the cave entrance when we arrived and I couldn't see Caroline anywhere. He jumped up and ran to us giving us a big hug.

"Thank God, I was so worried," Ric gasped out before pulling back. I excused myself to check on Enzo and slipped into the cave. Damon followed and helped me lift him up so I could clean the wounds and put fresh gauze and ointment on his bullet wounds. They looked to be healing nicely.

Damon explained our close call to Ric and was so glad we were okay. He said he hadn't seen Caroline yet and thought she might be out at the river getting cleaned up like Damon suggested. I hoped she was okay.

I was just finishing up with Enzo when Damon pulled Ric aside and I could hear them speaking low just outside the cave. Damon told him how scared we were about what almost happened and Ric said that he would handle anything here and find Care and that Damon just focus on taking care of me. I smiled as I packed up the medical supplies, snapping off the gloves and stood back up. I swung the bag onto my shoulder and ran my hand down Enzo's cheek.

"Wake up soon," I whispered. "Damon needs you. We all do."

I heard a small gasp and looked up to see Damon was watching me and smiled right away. " I love you so much baby," he beamed at me kneeling down beside Enzo. "You are even taking the time to talk to my best friend." His eyes were shining with love as he reached out his hand to me.

We stepped out of the little cave together. He had found the leather jacket again that I had taken off of him before and looked so hot in it, like it was made for him. I saw him grinning at Ric. "You might not be getting your jacket back after this man," he smirked at him. Ric just laughed and shooed us away.

Damon tangled out fingers together and gave Ric a quick goodbye. He cuddled me closer as we walked and I was sure the anticipation was growing in both of us. He still kept the gun in his hand and swung it around to any noise in the near darkness. The sunlight had dissipated and the light from the almost full moon was enough to see the way in the woods toward the falls.

We were almost there when all of a sudden the sky just opened up above us and rain started lightly falling down. I looked up at Damon, my hand still tightly in his and he smiled at me. We stopped and I watched him drop the bag on the ground, placing the gun on it and slip out of the leather jacket before turning back to me. "We will be safe Elena. This is worth it to do this for you," he smiled.

He held out his hand, his eyes shining in the moonlight. "It would be rude not to dance?" He smiled down at me and I nodded beaming back at him. I dropped my med bag and slipped off the hoodie and took his hand as he pulled me into his arms, one hand on my waist, the other wrapped around mine.

He remembered!

His lips went down and he kissed the shell of my ear. "I'm sorry there is no music baby. This is the best I can do." I smiled, thinking dancing with him was perfect just like this without music. But he totally surprised me and with his cheek against mine he started to sing to me as we swayed back and forth.

"Baby, you is the diamond that will last forever. And I just can't take a single step without you, yea."

I could feel the tears at my lashes already at how beautiful this moment was. Damon was singing to me and I was in awe!

He pulled me in close, with his hand splayed over my waist as his lips brushed my cheek. "Baby, to you I'll always be a faithful lover. 'Cause my heart can't make a single beat without you, yea- yea eh." Damon put my hand on his heart, rubbing it in a circle and I could feel it pounding so hard under my palm.

"You make me fly, you get me high. You turn my world to such a better place." He was smiling so broadly at me while gazing in my eyes. "Your crazy touch, the sweetest rush...is something that save my life."

My tears slipped down my cheeks as I was mesmerized by his velvety voice as he rubbed his nose on mine and I saw a tear slip down his cheek too. We were under the trees so it knew it wasn't rain on his cheek.

He spun me out, still holding my hand before pulling me back in fast. "I wanna spend my nights and days between your arms. Every day breathing your love. And even in my dreams I wanna be kissing your lips. Baby breathing your love."

Damon cradled me in his arms, his face so close to mine as he looked like he was doing just that.. breathing me in. And I was soaking up every surreal moment, imagining being in his arms every night from now on.

"Breathing your love, love love. Baby breathing your love, love, love." He curled my arms in with his holding me so close I could feel the warm breath from between his lips. "Breathing your love, love, love. Baby, breathing your love, love, love."

"Baby boo," I saw him smile, doing that cute eye thing again at how silly that sounded. "Only you can make me recover." He pointed to me at that, touching my nose affectionately. "The lost parts of me. I thought they'd gone a long time ago, yea."

Damon leaned his forehead on mine as I saw more tears slipping down his cheeks. I wished desperately to know what he was thinking then. But I could see the rawness of his emotions all over his gorgeous face. His eyes showed me just how much he believed what he had just said.

"With you, life rhymes like the best love letter. I was just an empty soul until you stepped in to my show." Wow, he didn't know how much I felt exactly like that too. So alone till I met him that day in the infirmary.

"You make me fly, you get me high. You turn my world to such a better place." He nodded to me saying how true that was. I reached up to stroke his cheek remembering the next words. "Your crazy touch," he leaned into my hand, his eyes falling closed. "The sweetest rush. Is something that saved my life."

Damon opened his eyes and stared deeply into mine. His desire and love for me was just radiating off him in the tremble in his voice as he poured out the emotional lyrics. I had never felt so incredible in my life and never wanted to forget this moment. The rain started falling down harder around us and I felt the drop sliding down my face and arms, as we danced.

"I wanna spend my nights and days between your arms. Everyday breathing your love. And even in my dreams I wanna be kissing your lips." He rubbed his thumb over my parted lips, tugging gently on the bottom one. "Baby breathing your love."

Then he bent down and picked me up, his arms around my thighs on top of my dress and spun me around and around, just gazing up in my eyes. "Breathing your love, love, love. Baby breathing your love, love, love. Breathing your love, love love. Baby, breathing your love, love, love."

I held tight to his shoulders, my hair falling down my back as I lifted my face to the rain falling down more on us. The wind from spinning around and the drops falling all over felt amazing as he slowly brought me back down. His tongue licked a path up my chest, heating the skin with his kisses between my breasts as he set me back on my feet.

"I wanna spend my nights and days between your arms. Everyday breathing your love." His voice fell to barely a whisper and I saw the rain dripping in trails down from the tips of his hair and down his face, caressing his skin like loved to do so much. "And even in my dreams I wanna be kissing your lips." And he kissed me so tenderly before breaking away to keep singing. "Baby breathing your love."

"Breathing your love, love, love. Baby breathing your love, love, love. Breathing your love, love, love. Baby breathing your love, love, love." He nuzzled my nose as he pulled me in, wrapping his arms around me and finished the song with the most gentle kiss, before looking up at me from behind his dark lashes.

"Damon that was...I mean...I can't tell you how much that meant to me baby." I was so choked up I could hardly speak. He grinned at me, his smile lighting up the darkness around us.

"Can you show me then if you can't tell me?" I loved the look in his eyes right then; teasing, hungry, and so delicious and full of anticipation. If I hadn't already agreed to be with him I swear this was all his plan to woo me right to that decision.

I nodded to him smiling just as widely. We broke apart enough for us to grab up the bags and our discarded clothes and he held the gun again in front of us as we made our way to the hidden waterfall cave.

In a few minutes we had climbed down the rocks into the cave and Damon got out the blanket from the bag to spread it back on the moss beside the pool of water. The light from the moon was even brighter tonight and shone down into the cave making the pretend stars sparkle even more on the ceiling. I tossed the medical bag down on the ground and laid out the hoodie on the rocks to dry before turning back to him.

My breath felt like it was getting caught in my throat I was so nervous and excited at the same time. Damon walked back up to me and ran his hands up and down my bare arms his eyes darting up to mine. He looked nervous too. He brushed my hair back behind my shoulder, the wet strands sticking to my skin.

I wasn't sure what all to do and found myself getting worried again of what he would think of my inexperience. My hands trembled as I lifted them to slide up his damp shirt and I began to unbutton the buttons one at a time, my eyes not leaving his. His breath too was coming out in shaky inhales and he gasped as my hands curled under the fabric, parting it to feel the warmth of his skin against my fingers. His muscles twitched reacting to my touch as my hands went up his chest to slide the shirt from his shoulders, my lips teasing his skin with light kisses.

Damon shook his arms out of the sleeves letting it fall to the ground and his hands went around my neck to tunnel into my hair. He pulled me in, kissing me deeply, holding my head in place to delve his tongue between my lips.

I whimpered and leaned more into him just enjoying the taste of him. He started trailing kisses down my jaw and to the hollow of my throat, tilting my head to suck gently against my neck.

"Ahh, Damon," I breathed out hoarsely, just lost in magic of his touch. I felt his fingers on the zipper of my dress, slowly sliding it down. He nuzzled his nose under the lace of the sleeve tugging the dress more open and grabbed at the lacy bra strap with his teeth to pull it down.

I almost laughed at how sexy he looked with his teeth on the strap as he grinned at me before letting it fall down my shoulder.

"You deserve to be unwrapped slow...and savored, like wine," he chucked against my skin likely remembering his comments about tasting wine from him. "I feel like my heart will beat out of my chest baby."

Once both my shoulders were bare his lips moved down lower kissing across my chest, licking and sucking the skin into his mouth as my head fell back in his hand still tangled in my wet hair. I felt like I was floating I could barely think straight as he tugged the dress lower with his one hand licking at the pale flesh on the tops of my breasts.

His hands then spun me around slowly and I felt his fingers slide the zipper the rest of the way down, parting the red lace on my back and letting the dress fall to my waist in a flutter of fabric to my hips.

Damon's lips brushed a kiss on the top of my spine and then another lower and lower making my whole body tingle. I leaned back against the wall in front of me to try to keep my balance, my hands clutching at the stones.

My body was shaking with need or maybe fear I couldn't tell. Every inch of my skin he touched felt like a fire burning. The blaze igniting more of a rush in me till his next touch lower.

"Relax Beauty," he breathed against my ear, sucking it in his mouth as I felt his hands gently pull my dress from my hips to let it fall in a pool at my feet. I inhaled sharply at the cool air on my bare skin as I felt his lips on my shoulder again.

His one hand was tracing light circles on my bare hip just above my lace boy shorts and it reminded me of his hand on me the exact same way on the airplane as I stitched up his head. That felt like so long ago. So much had happened since then. It had felt so good then too even though the timing was so wrong that day.

Now there was no one around, no prisoners anywhere near us, no guards to stop him, no chains trapping him against anything. I had all but ignored the handcuff still firmly attached to his left wrist and the brush of the metal whenever it touched me. He had tried everything to get it off him with no luck so it became a glaring reminder of his wanted status despite his freedom on the island.

I didn't know how much longer I could stay standing the way I was, feeling more and more lightheaded from his hands and lips on me. Damon's hand on my hip snuck his fingers under the lace of my panties tugging them slightly lower and I whimpered at the rush of my arousal making me even more dizzy in his arms. It felt like forever since I had looked into his eyes.

The next second I heard a soft snap as he unhooked my bra and I lowered my arms to let it fall to the ground in front of me.

Oh God this was really happening. I had saved myself for the one I wanted to be with forever and virgin Elena was about to have her shallow little world rocked.

Trembling I felt Damon's palm slide up my stomach from where he had been teasing the skin of my hip. He was giving me more butterfly kissed up my spine. His hand slowly moved up my side before tenderly molding the flesh of my naked breast in his hand.

"Mmm, Damon," I moaned, my head falling back against his shoulder, as he kissed up my throat.

"Fuck, Elena you feel so good," he groaned against my neck. His other hand cupped my other breast as he purred with pleasure in my ear. My legs felt like jelly and he must have felt it too as I leaned back into his body. His one arm came around my waist. He spun me gently back around and I put my arms around his neck, pressing my chest to his, hearing another jagged breath from his mouth.

My head curled up around his and I just lay there breathing. Everything felt so unbelievable but I was still so scared. He hadn't seen me yet. What if I wasn't beautiful to him? I needed to stop being so insecure but I couldn't help it. Why was I so nervous?

He could read me so well after such a short time and sliding his hands up my bare back he nuzzled into my neck. "Baby, are you still okay? I want this to be everything you have dreamed Elena. Please show me you are okay." His voice was so soothing, pleading even and I pulled back from his embrace. To my surprise his eyes stayed on my face, the concern in them just heart melting.

I took I deep breath. "You say you want this to be everything I have dreamed..." I bent my head and my eyes fell away from his. "Well I want this to be everything you have dreamed too. I'm scared I'm not beautiful. That you being with other women before will see me as just plain Elena Gilbert. Even when I told Aaron I wanted to wait he just agreed, not pushing it ever and it made me think I wasn't anything exciting for him to pursue. That he didn't care."

Damon cupped my face, stroking my cheeks as I felt tears at my lashes. "Oh my God baby. I care. I care deeply. You are everything I have dreamed. Nothing about you is plain. I have wanted you since the moment I saw you that day in the prison when you wiped the blood off my face so tenderly. I wanted to make love to you in that shower, I already loved you then after knowing you only a week."

He bend his head to mine and still hadn't looked away from my eyes. But then I saw his eyes drift down like he knew I needed this. I need him to see me.

I watched his eyes as he drank in my naked breasts, his pupils dilating and his eyes darkening in seconds. I held my breath not sure what he would say.

Damon drew in a deep breath and felt his hands at my sides slide up more to twirl a thumb around one nipple. "You are SO beautiful baby. Why do you think I call you Beauty? Everything about you is beautiful. Your heart, your compassion, your desire to help others, your love for that poor little kitten when he was being hurt in your back alley. Just your smile at me when I felt like I wanted to die in that prison got me through the day."

He rubbed his thumb back and forth over my nipple hardening it more making it even more difficult for me to even hear what he was saying to me. I grabbed for his shoulder with one hand to stop from sinking down in his arms at the pleasure I was feeling.

"I'm so sorry you can't be my first too Elena. Those other woman are nothing compared to you. Your body is turning me on SO much right now." And he pulled my other hand to his jeans and I inhaled at how rock hard he was beneath my fingers. He groaned and I watched his eyes roll back in his head for a moment.

"See, you are driving me wild Elena. And we have only started to explore each other. You are SO beautiful and I still can't believe you are mine."

I was in awe of his heartfelt speech. It gave me more boldness towards him and us and to trust him about his feelings. I kept my hands on his hardness as his eyes started slipping closed again. I turned us so he was leaning back against the wall and my fingers pulled at the button for his jeans and tugged down the zipper. His erection strained at the thin fabric of his boxers and I looked back up in his eyes as I pulled his jeans down his hips.

He kicked them off so I could toss them aside and toed off his boots before I gripped him in my hands again and his head fell back against the stone wall. I stroked up his length from on top of the still damp boxers. "Fuck baby, that feels so good." He swallowed hard, a large lump in his throat as his fingers clung to the stones behind him.

I could do this. He was mine. I saw his ring as his fingers clenched and unclenched on the wall. I loved that he let me give him a ring too. I stroked him harder and faster and he whimpered, his head going back and forth along the rough wall, his longish hair falling in his face.

God he looked so beautiful like that; lost pleasure I was giving him.

My hands were shaking as I snuck one of them under the fabric to feel his bare skin. He nearly jumped from my touch. His hands came down and went around mine as his blissful blue eyes found mine.

"Not like that," he said firmly. "I am so fucking close already baby and I am not coming like that for you, for our first time together." His eyes were wide and determined and I nodded slowly, totally understanding.

He broke the tension between us by scooping me up under my thighs and spinning me to lift me against the wall I had just had him writhing with pleasure on. His lips captured mine, my hands coming up to tangle in his hair. The kiss was hard, and rough and wrought with passion and need.

I needed him like this. I needed this more than I needed to breath. He was being so tender and gentle, so understanding and selfless. How could anyone be this amazing? How could little shy Elena Gilbert who was all alone in the world have found the most perfect man? It felt like a dream and not a part of my reality at all.

Damon cradled me in his arms, as his mouth started to kiss down my neck again. He licked down the middle of my chest before twirling his tongue on my breast right where his thumb had been. I thrust my hips into his in reaction. It felt so good.

My hands gripped his hair tighter as the flat part of his tongue brushed over my nipple and I whimpered in pleasure. His tongue kept running around my edges of my nipple not giving me what my body was aching for.

"Damon, please," I begged him, our eyes meeting and I watched him open his mouth and plunged in sucking hard at my breast. His hands were running up and down my back, one hand cupping my ass and squeezed it between his fingers. The warmth of his mouth felt so so good and I cried out, pushing my chest more against his mouth. He then went and paid the same attention to the other breast as I could feel him grinding himself into my core as he held me up. I could feel the coil in my belly winding up just feeling him pushing against me with our underwear still between us.

He adjusted his arms under me and then was carrying me away from the wall towards the moss covered area where the blanket was as he kissed me back up my neck. He went down on his knees bringing me down with him so I was straddling him on the blanket. My arms were wrapped around his neck as he gazed so intensely in my eyes. His smile at me showed the most adorable dimples.

I took a moment studying him, my eyes narrowing. "What's that face?" I said puzzled, staring at his relaxed and blissful expression.

He was grinning at me, his eyes giving me this look like I should know exactly what he was feeling. "What face?" Damon smiled at me again, his lip out in a slight pout, the wider smile creeping out again. Pure and free of worry. He looked at peace, like everything was right in the world. He pulled me closer in his lap, his hands running down my back to mold the skin of my hips between his fingers.

I looked harder at him as his gaze was unwavering back at me. He showed me the pure smile again and my eyes widened. "That face." I stroked his cheek, caressing where the dimple just disappeared again.

He rolled his eyes back a bit, raising his eyebrows. "I'm happy," he whispered, smiling again.

My breath caught in my throat. It was the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. He ran his fingers between the strands of my hair grinning at me before moving in and I fell down sideways to the soft moss as he cradled my face kissing me as his arms went around my head holding his weight more off me. I tangled my legs with his, arching my back, rubbing myself more against him.

Damon groaned again and his head fell down beside mine. I lifted his head back up so I could see his face. "I'm ready Damon. I am so ready." He nodded back at me and sat up above me and put his hands on my hips and hooking his finger in the lace of my underwear and skimming it down my legs. I lifted up and let him slip them off before he slipped off his boxers and came back to me, pulling the blanket up over us.

I felt the cool air and the realization that I was totally naked with him as he lay beside me, his finger tracing circles all along my stomach. His manhood was pressed up against my leg and I knew he was more than ready. I felt my nerve endings on fire already from all his electric touches all over my body that I did not know how much more I could take.

"Are you still okay baby?" Damon asked me and I looked up in his eyes nodding confidently. I pulled his lips back down on mine as his fingers wandered lower.

He skimmed his thumb over my delicate folds and I heard a gasp from his lips. "God Elena, you are so wet." I felt a rush of desire at the huskiness of his voice as he touched me. No one had ever touched me there.

I wanted this to be special and with a man I loved and wanted to be with forever and this was exactly that and so much more. I arched up into his featherlight caress as he stroked me more surely. His lips literally stilled on my mouth as he felt me.

His stroking became more urgent and more sure as I moaned and whimpered into his mouth as we kissed. I gasped when I felt him dip a finger inside me and my hands held tight to his shoulders, digging my nails in. He pushed another finger in and stretched me and my mouth fell open as more bolts of pleasure shot through me. I felt so close.

Damon pulled back from my lips and leaned more over me, his hardness just barely brushing against my core. Our eyes met and I nodded, more sure of anything and felt him rubbing himself against me. "This might hurt baby," he whispered and I nodded having no words right then, being so overcome with so many feelings.

He lifted his hand to caress my cheek and I saw his eyes glassy with unshed tears. "I love you so much Elena," he rasped out, his voice so raw. Then he pushed inside me just gently, coming against the barrier.

I cupped his face in my hands, running my finger across his kiss swollen lips. "I love you too Damon." And I closed my eyes lifting my hips just waiting for the pain. He pushed forward and my lips opened in a shallow pain filled cry. His hands were around my face his mouth covered mine, swallowing my cry as he filled me completely. When he lifted his head I saw sadness in eyes before he started kissing the tears at the corner of my eyes. I had not even realized I was crying.

"I'm so sorry I hurt you Elena," he mumbled into the air between us. Damon had tears slipping down his cheeks now and I reached up to kiss them away too.

"You didn't. I'm perfect," I reassured him and shifted my hips more feeling his length in me. It felt incredible to be so close to him. I moved my hips more, my eyes shining with love at him. "More please Damon," I begged for the second time. He smiled down at me, that pure perfect smile I saw before.

"Make love to me. I want you so much," I whimpered and he kissed the last of my tears before leaning more on his arms and withdrawing from me. I missed the feeling of him filling me already before he pushed back in and we both moaned.

His hands slid up my own on the blanket and he intertwined them together. I lifted my head as he sucked in the skin of my neck as he pulled back and then pressed back in again harder this time. I could see our hands tangled together, our rings touching and I was so overcome with joy.

The coil in my belly was so close to springing back on me with each slam of his hips and his breath got more and more ragged.

"Fuck Elena, I am so close," he gritted his teeth, sounding upset at himself like it wasn't supposed to happen so quickly.

"Its okay baby. I'm so close too." I lifted my hips again my hands sliding down his sides and gripping his hips with my fingers. He lifted up and I whimpered as he twirled his thumb around my clit. I gripped him harder, my mouth nearly biting down on his shoulder. "Ahh, god Damon," I moaned against his skin.

I writhed more erratically under him feeling the waves cresting higher, harder, faster.

"Come for me Elena," his soft velvety voice full of emotion permeated my aroused state.

The second I looked up and our eyes met I felt the wave just crash through me like fire blazing in trail of gasoline. I fought to keep my eyes on his, my hands flying up to grip his head and my mouth opened in a soundless aching groan. Oh god.

I could see Damon through my half lidded gaze, looking down with so much love before his own face just melted into bliss before my eyes. The muscles in his arms tightened, his head fell back, his whole body pushing into me as I cradled him between my thighs.

"Elena," he groaned and I just watched him open his eyes, the blue in them so clear, so vibrant against the moonlight.

Damon's body weight fell onto me more as he stroked my face, and moved my sweat soaked hair to tuck it behind my ear. "You. Were. Amazing," he whispered before smiling once more and then his head fell down against the crook of my neck in exhaustion.

I lay under him, feeling every inch of his body against me and listened to his breathing slow down.

He was amazing.

I could not have asked for a more attentive lover. Everything felt so right. He rolled off me a few minutes later and pulled me to his chest, tucking the blanket back up around both of us. Tangling our legs together I curled my hand around his waist and nuzzled in listening to his heartbeat.

"You were amazing Damon," I mumbled into his chest and I felt him kiss the top of my head. "Everything about you is amazing."

He tilted my head back up and nuzzled by nose before grinning at me. "Night Elena, something tells me I will sleep like a baby tonight." His sated grin widened and I smiled back. I could not agree more.

I snuggled deeper into his arms and closed my eyes just breathing him in.

Me too, Damon. Me too...

A/N; Oh my goodness. Deep breaths. I hope that was hot. I am blushing writing that and really nervous what you all thought. I have never been a fan of the more anatomical or vulgar words and I wanted to make this beautiful and romantic and just so perfect for these two precious people. I hope you loved it.

I will be waiting anxiously for your response. Even its one word. Even if you never have reviewed before. Please take that second now and tell me how I did. I'm really hoping it lived up to what you wanted for them.

Thank you so much for all the support and love and reviews and follows and favorites! You guys are amazing! Maybe we can hit 400 reviews with this yummy chapter!

If its too long again I am so sorry. I will make the chapter shorter next time I promise.

Yes this Damon sings and is much more in touch with his feelings, being human and with all he has lived through as an agent . So I apologize if he doesn't sound or act as much as canon Damon. I do you hope you love him this way too.

I hope you loved the song too. It was Breathing Your Love by Darin. Accoustic version. I really played around with using the Kiss Me song since that was their first time on the show but it just didn't seem right so I do hope you liked the one I chose.

Hope its okay to wait a bit too for her to share her past. She chickened out again.

I have seen more and more people that have been reading my 3 story series and wanting me to continue there. I promise that I will finish The Power Within yet. I will never abandon my work. I just needed a break from it and will continue it when this story nears completion. If there is enough interest then I might be able to go back and forth between this story but that will make the updates more spread apart for both stories so I'm not sure what to do. If you do follow my series too then let me know in your review and I will see if there is enough interest to go back and forth between both stories.

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