He's a monster

"Elena! I have missed you," Caroline exclaimed as soon as Elena entered the Forbes' Mansion.

Elena let her overcoat be taken from her delicate shoulders by the maid and walked over towards her best friend.

"I have missed you too. It's a miracle that father let me go out at all. I came home too late a couple of nights ago, so I have to get back real soon," she told Caroline.

"Well, let's be quick and catch up then."

Caroline escorted her into the sitting room and they both sat down.

"So I heard that you have some good news to tell me. The word is going around town that Master Lockwood wants to court you."

Elena bit her lip and looked down.

"Oh. It's not good news?" Caroline asked at her sad expression.

"Well, he is only doing it to please his father. Master Lockwood doesn't really like me. He is only after the money that a merging between our families would induce," Elena told her.

Caroline sighed.

"Ah, the joys of being raised in the social circles. As a socialite, we have to marry the 'proper' men, instead of the men that would really love us."

"Exactly! Master Lockwood does not excite me. Have you ever met a man that excites you, Caroline?" Elena wanted to know.

The truth was, Master Salvatore had never left her thoughts over the course of the last few of days. She had found herself yearning for his touch again. She knew it was wrong; that HE was wrong. But she couldn't help herself. He had awoken something inside of her. And she was curious to know if Caroline had ever felt that way about a man.

Caroline grinned and was obviously remembering a gentleman that probably did evoke such feelings inside of her.

"There once was someone, yes."

Elena squirmed around awkwardly on her seat. What she was about to ask was usually frowned upon in her circles. But she knew that Caroline wouldn't judge her.

She got up from her seat to close the door so they could have some privacy.

"Why do I have this feeling that you're about to tell me that you have broken some rules?" Caroline asked in excitement.

Elena chuckled. Caroline always got excited when someone did something outside the box. She lived for being a rebel.

"Has anyone.. I mean.. If you don't want to answer this, I'm okay with that. But has a man ever.. touched you?"

Elena turned a bright shade of crimson at her brazen question and wrung her hands together nervously.

"Touched me?"

"You know.. Intimately," Elena blurted out.

Caroline's confused face erupted into a huge grin.

"Elena Gilbert! Have you been a bad girl?" she squealed.

Elena blushed even more and she quickly shushed her friend.

"Could you keep your voice down? My reputation cannot be tarnished!"

"I am sorry, sweetheart. But I am really curious right now. What did you do?"

Elena took a deep breath and let it all come out.

"Well, a couple of nights ago, when I was late, I met this man down by the quarry. He was improper and quite vulgar to be honest. But there was something about him that drew me in anyway. He.. He made me feel things."

Caroline arched her eyebrows.

"Feel things?"

Elena nodded.

"Yes. There was this feeling… Between my legs.. I.. I exploded."

She choked on her own words. They were so obscene! But she needed to know more about this feeling. And Caroline always listened. She would help her.

Caroline sat across from her with wide eyes. Apparently, she knew what feeling she was talking about.

"O my god, Elena! You had an orgasm? O wow! Wait. Where did he touch you? How did he touch you? Did you have sex?"

Elena laughed at Caroline's eagerness. She knew she had come to the right place.

"No, my parents explained sex to me. And that wasn't it. I don't know. They just explained the basics to me. They said it would be my future husband's responsibility to explain the rest to me. But they never described this particular feeling to me."

Caroline positively giggled.

"O sweetheart, that feeling is why women enjoy having sex. Otherwise it would just be something clinical to produce children with. But I have to say, not all men take their time to let the woman have that feeling. Sometimes they just don't care. Sometimes they just want an heir. So this man of yours sounds extremely exciting! But you say you didn't have sex. How did he touch you then? I'm dying with curiosity here!"

Elena felt her heart flutter at the remembrance of how Master Salvatore had touched her. It seemed as if her body was ready for more. Ever since he had made her feel like that, she had been on edge.

"Well, the first time I met him by the quarry, he put his leg between my thighs. And I.."

Elena couldn't even finish it. It was too embarrassing! Luckily, Caroline finished the sentence for her.

"You rubbed yourself against him?"

"Yes," Elena breathed. "And the second time I met him, it turned out he was one of my father's associates. I felt so ashamed! But he never said a word about it. Later, he cornered me in the garden and touched me again. He put his hand between my legs and I exploded."

Caroline was sitting on the edge of her seat with her mouth hanging wide open. It was very un-ladylike. But then again, the things she was telling her were also very un-ladylike.

"Elena Gilbert, I have some newfound respect for you! I didn't think you had it in you! Honey, just enjoy that feeling. I shall reveal that it has happened to me too. I came across Master Matthew Donovan one day. We liked each other. Unfortunately, in the eyes of my father, he wasn't good enough. So we realised we could never be. But we wanted things anyway. The trick is to keep yourself pure for the one you marry. Your future husband needs to be the first one to ever enter you. But you can do other things. A few you have experienced for yourself now. A man can touch you between your legs. Matthew even kissed me between my legs once. It felt really good."

Elena frowned at that. Master Salvatore could kiss her? There? That sounded vulgar! But at the same time, the thought of it brought out tingles between her legs. She needed to know more.

"What else did you and Master Donovan do?"

Caroline grinned.

"Well, I also touched and kissed his private parts. I took his member in my mouth and made him have an orgasm too."

Elena's face scrunched up at that. Ew!

"I know how it sounds. But you'll learn to love it. Men love it when you do that," Caroline explained.

Elena was quite pleased with Caroline's answers. She understood what she was talking about and even told her a few more things about sex with a man. But if Caroline knew so much, did she also know about vampires?

She wanted to ask, but somehow she couldn't. Damon had made her keep his secret. She could never tell a soul.

"I should head back. I can't anger my father again," Elena said.

Caroline nodded.

"Sure. If you meet this man again, you have to tell me. I want to know everything about it!"

"I will. And remember.. You need to keep this between you and me," Elena reminded her.

"Of course I will, sweetheart. Now, head on back to your father before he gets worried."

Elena hugged her friend and let the maid place her overcoat back on her. She bid her goodbyes and went towards the carriage that waited for her.

"Ready to get back home, Miss Elena?" Frederick, her driver, asked her.

Elena smiled at him and took the hand he held out to her, so she could step into the carriage.

"Yes, Frederick. Take me home."

She sat down on the plush seats and enjoyed the view of the landscape outside. She always loved the aria surrounding Mystic Falls. Frederick took the path that lead through the woods. It was shorter and she would be home really fast.

But she could sense the carriage coming to a stop suddenly. Why would he do that? Didn't he know that she needed to be home on time? Her father would never trust her again if they arrived at the estate late again.

"Frederick? What's going on out there? Why did we stop?" she called out.

She moved her head so she could glance through the window. But she could hardly see anything.

The carriage jerked all of a sudden, causing Elena to be thrown back in her seat. One of the horses whinnied loudly.

"Frederick!" Elena screeched.

What on earth was going on out there? She was almost too afraid to go outside. What would she find if she did?

It was quiet now; the only sounds heard were the rustling of the wind in the trees and birds humming softly.

With a pounding heart, Elena leaned forward towards the window again. She craned her head to stare out across the road ahead of her.

"Hello," a man next to her window said suddenly.

Elena let out a scream at the sudden interruption. She crawled back in the corner of the carriage and stared at the man that had startled her.

It was none other than Damon Salvatore.

"Nice to see you again, Miss Gilbert," he drawled as he opened the carriage door.

Elena held a hand over her drumming heart, trying to calm it down.

"Do you find it amusing to always scare the living daylights out of me!" she hissed.

Master Salvatore gave her a lopsided grin.

"I do, actually."

Elena slid back forward again and tried to see past him.

"What happened to my driver?" she wanted to know.

Master Salvatore glanced over his shoulder at something and shrugged.

"I happened to your driver."

All the blood left Elena's face. He.. He had killed Frederick?

"Don't look at me with those judgy little eyes. I am a vampire, Miss Gilbert. I kill people," he said with indifference.

Elena felt anger boiling underneath the surface. This man brought out all the extremes in her. Either he made her livid or he made her tremble in his arms. Right now, she was going to let that first emotion take over.

She flew at him from her seat and pushed him out of her carriage.

"You killed my driver?" she screeched.

She stepped out of the carriage herself, grabbing onto a parasol lying on the floor and began whacking it at his chest.

"You killed my driver!"

Master Salvatore held his hands up to protect himself from the ongoing hits against him, when suddenly he had had enough. He slapped the parasol out of her hands and pushed her up against the side of the carriage.

"Don't be so foolish to try and hurt a vampire, little girl. You might just get yourself killed," he said menacingly.

Elena felt her heart rate accelerate again. This man was a monster!

"Okay, I won't hurt you. I promise," she whispered.

Master Salvatore grinned deviously at her.

"Good girl."

He let her go and took a step back.

"It would be a shame to kill such a delicious creature."

Elena wanted to slap him, but she refrained. She mustn't ever forget that this man was a devil. A devil that destroyed whenever he felt like it.

"How am I going to get home now?" she whined. "You killed my driver. My father will have my head if I'm late again."

Master Salvatore chuckled.

"Ah yes, the wrath of Grayson Gilbert. We wouldn't want that! I'll make you a deal; I'll take you home if you give me something in return."

Elena frowned at his words. What deal?

"What do you want, Master Salvatore?"

He smirked at her.

"I want another taste," he revealed.

Elena felt her heart start to flutter again, but this time it wasn't in fear. And she hated herself for feeling this way!

"You just ate!" she threw at him.

Master Salvatore shrugged.

"Yes, but he has a lousy after taste. I need something more potent and… sweet."

Elena took a step back.

"You can't go there again, Master Salvatore."

He arched an eyebrow.

"I can't?"

"No! I don't know what came over me those other times. But this must stop!" she yelled at him.

"But it's interesting though. You have two options here. You can deny me and I will leave you here on this dirty road all by yourself. Or, you can give in and I'll take you home to your father, who won't be mad because you show up on time, I might add. Your choice. Face being left alone in the darkness and have the wrath of your father to worry about or giving in to me. Tick tock, Miss Gilbert."

Elena bit her lip, contemplating his words. He was right. This was a lose-lose situation for her. She had to give him what he wanted.

"Fine," she sighed.

A huge grin spread across his features. He pushed her back into the carriage and onto the seats.

"Now let's see. Where shall I bite you," he pondered, while putting his chin between his thumb and forefinger.

His eyes roamed over her body, deciding on his spot. Then, his eyes lit up.

"Ah, I know. Right here," he whispered seductively, as he flicked his thumb across her nipple.

Elena's back arched involuntary and she let out a hiss.

"You can't bite me there!" she yelled out in embarrassment.

Master Salvatore just grinned and leaned forward, trapping her in the seat with his body. He placed his knee between her legs, while he supported his hands on top of the seat next to her head.

"Yes I can, Miss Gilbert. And I will. Don't worry. It's a pleasurable place. You will enjoy it."

Elena felt excitement stir up inside of her. She would enjoy it? Did that mean he was going to make her feel that feeling again? Would she have an orgasm, as Caroline had called it?

Master Salvatore peeled back the layers that covered her left breast. Elena blushed as she was revealed to his eyes. She noticed her nipple getting hard in anticipation.

"It seems like your body already wants this, Miss Gilbert. You may scream 'no' all you want. But your body betrays you," he whispered.

He leaned forward and placed a kiss on the milky white of her breast.

Elena bit her lip to hold back the moan that threatened to escape her lips. She would not give him that satisfaction! This was just a means to an end. She had to get home.

But Master Salvatore was right. Her body seemed to want this. As the demon swirled his tongue around her nipple, she almost flew right off of the seat.

"Easy there. You'll get what's coming to you," Master Salvatore chuckled.

He placed butterfly kisses next to her nipple, but he never went for what she really wanted. She needed him to touch it!

Still, she would never beg him! So she dug her nails into the seat next to her to stop herself from making a fool out of herself.

His tongue began to stroke the underside of her breast, laving it with attention. But again, it was not the attention she wanted.

He swirled his tongue back around her aureole again, and Elena began to feel a light hue of perspiration on her skin from holding herself back. Why wasn't he doing it? Why was he teasing her?

When he finally licked her nipple, she couldn't suppress the loud moan that flew from her lips.

"YES!" she called out in ecstasy.

But he stopped again, going back to the unsatisfying kisses against the underside of her breast.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She latched onto his hair and yanked his head back so he could look at her.

"Just DO IT, Damon!" she yelled at him.

She didn't even care how wanton that had sounded or how stupidly she behaved. But if he didn't give that nipple some attention soon, she was going to die anyway. So she really didn't care if her actions would cause him to kill her.

He chuckled and took her breast in his hand, before finally closing his mouth around the nipple and suckled.

Elena's head rolled back against the seat, groaning loudly, as her body lifted itself towards his talented mouth.

It was yet another place to set her on fire, she had now learned. It felt amazing and he had yet to bite her.

"O god!" she cried as he bit her nipple with his blunt teeth.

Who knew that biting could be so.. wonderful. But she hadn't felt his fangs on her yet; she needed to feel his fangs around her nipple.

She grabbed on to his head to keep him locked in place, while her upper body rolled into him.

"Bite me, Damon!" she found herself saying.

It shocked the heck out of her. Had she really said that out loud? Had she really begged for it? It seemed to shock Damon too, because he left her nipple to look up at her.

His shock was quickly replaced with his smirk again, though. He lightly blew across her now wet nipple, causing her to shiver. And then he allowed his face to change. His fangs dropped and grazed against her skin.

"Please."

Elena felt so embarrassed with herself! She had now resorted to begging. She was begging a notorious vampire to bite her! But she was too far gone to care. She pushed her breast into him and he complied with her wish; he sunk his fangs in.

An ear splitting wail escaped her lips as that tidal wave swallowed her whole again. Her entire body erupted into a fire so hot, she felt like she would spontaneously combust at any minute. Her lower body contracted as the spasms overtook her.

Damon drank a few more gulps, before releasing her and licking the wound closed.

"Hmm, I knew that would be pleasurable," he said with a satisfied grin.

Elena didn't even know what had happened. Yes, she knew that she had had an orgasm again, but he hadn't even touched her there this time! How did he do this?

Damon put her breast back in the layers of her dress and sat back up. He licked his lips, moaning softly at the taste of her.

"Now this is an after taste," he told her.

Those words brought Elena back to reality. He had killed her driver. She was only letting him do this so he would take her home.

"You must do what you promised, Master Salvatore," she snapped at him.

Damon raised an eyebrow.

"So now it's back to Master Salvatore? Please, call me Damon. It's kinky when you go against the rules," he laughed.

Elena pushed him off of her and scowled.

"Take me home!" she repeated angrily.

Damon shrugged.

"A promise is a promise."

He left the carriage, making Elena wonder if he would really follow through on his words. But then she felt movement. All too soon, they were making their way across the path through the woods.

When she finally saw her home appearing in the distance, she let out a sigh of relief. She spotted her father in the garden. He was coming over as he saw them approach.

"Mr. Salvatore? What are you doing bringing my daughter home. Where is Frederick?" Grayson Gilbert wanted to know.

Elena stepped out of the carriage and looked up at the two men. What would Damon say?

"Ah yes. Frederick seems to have left his job suddenly. He left Miss Gilbert stranded at the Forbes' residence. I happened to be around and took her home."

Elena watched her father ponder over Damon's words, before he looked at her.

"I am so sorry that happened, dear. What good fortune Master Salvatore was there. You should know that Frederick will be punished for these actions. No one leaves my daughter behind and gets away with it," he said angrily.

Elena sighed. Frederick couldn't be punished anymore. Damon had made sure of that.

"Well, I'm going to go inside and relax," Elena announced.

She curtsied and wanted to walk away. But Damon just had to make her shudder one last time.

"Until we meet again, Miss Gilbert. It's been a pleasure."

Thank you to Jaana, Laynaa, Mirna and Yvonne (Dutchsookie) for being my smutty muses! I love writing this. I hope you all like it too! Next chapter I'll delve a little deeper. We'll meet a darker Damon and get into his past!

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