Midnight exertions
Elena stood frozen in fear as Damon held her gaze through the glass of the window. He never moved and he never said anything. He just stood there, holding her captive with his eyes. A shiver ran down Elena's spine. How could a man make everything so abundantly clear with just one look? He could make her scared with one look, just like right now. And he could make her hot with one simple glance.
She felt her heart pounding against her ribcage, waiting for his move. Would he kill her now? Had she seen too much?
A flash of lightening lit up the sky suddenly, surrounding Damon in an eerie glow. It became visible to her now that his face had shifted back to his vampire visage, the dark veins throbbing underneath his eyes.
She had to get out of here!
At the sound of thunder rolling, she spun around, lifted up her skirts and dashed upstairs towards her bedroom. She had no idea if Damon was able to get in the house right now or not, but to be on the safe side, she locked her door once she was inside.
Her heart was hammering in her chest in fear.
She walked towards her window and closed the curtains in one swift movement. She didn't want to see if he was still outside, lurking in the shadows and watching her window. Because that sounded like something that he would definitely do.
Elena shivered and sat down on the bed, realizing she would have to undress herself for the night. Because there was no way she was going to open that door to call out for her maid! What if he was out there? What if he was inside the house?
She quickly got undressed, put on her nightgown and slipped under the covers. So far she hadn't heard from him. Maybe he had left and would leave her alone. She really hoped so.
She tried to get settled, snuggling into her pillow. Her eyes kept darting either towards the window or the door, but still nothing happened. Every now and then, thunder could be heard in the distance. But that was all the noise there was. Finally, she let herself slip into a restless sleep…
A loud clap of thunder woke her up again. It seemed to rattle the house. Dogs could be heard barking in the distance, obviously alarmed by the closeness of the storm brewing outside.
Elena groaned.
She had just gotten to sleep!
She rolled over in bed, just as a flash of lightening lit up her room. It illuminated Damon, sitting in a chair by her window.
Her heart missed several beats and a scream wanted to make it past her lips, but it never did. Instead, her mouth and closed while she gasped for breath. She put a hand across her heart to try and calm herself down. But the fact was, there was a brutal man inside of her room.
"How?" she squeaked.
She became angry at how weak her voice sounded just now.
"What I meant was how did you get in here? I locked the door," she said a little firmer.
Damon grinned, bearing his perfect white teeth.
"I'm a vampire, Elena. I have my ways."
Elena shook her head and looked at the door, which was closed and seemed fine. Did he pick her lock or something?
"A man is not supposed to be inside a woman's bedroom until they are married, Damon. This is highly improper!" she scolded.
Damon got up from the chair and made his way over towards her bed. To Elena's horror, he sat down on it! She quickly grabbed the sheets and covered herself up to her neck.
"You and I both know that I'm not a proper man, Elena. Stop trying to expect me to behave like one."
Elena felt goose bumps pricking her skin at his closeness. The effect he had on her had still not vanished.
"Why are you here, Damon?" she asked in a shaky voice.
Damon looked at her seriously.
"I came here to finish something."
Those words made Elena cower in fear. Well, that was it then. He was going to kill her. He would rip into her skin with his teeth and drain her of her life's essence.
When Damon leaned forward, she held up her hands to hold him off, dropping the sheet to her waist.
"Wait! Look, I know I wasn't supposed to see what I saw down there. But I won't tell anyone. I promise!" she almost cried.
Damon looked at her with an amused expression. He lifted up his hand to tuck a strand of her curly hair behind her ear, exposing the skin of her neck. It made Elena crawl back up against the headboard.
"Relax, Elena. I'm not here to finish YOU, if that's what you thought. I know what you saw. You weren't supposed to be there and I am a little upset that you were. But killing you would be such a shame. I am not going to end such a passionate beauty yet. Not until I've had a little taste," he whispered seductively.
He leaned forward, invading her space. She immediately pushed him back.
"You've already tasted me," she deadpanned.
Damon chuckled.
"O Elena. So innocent. I love it! That's not the kind of tasting I meant," he revealed.
Elena frowned in confusion until it finally sank in. Her eyes widened in shock and her heart began to pound. Caroline had talked about it. She had fantasized about it. But to actually do it..
"I'm promised to another man, Damon," she told him.
Damon raised an eyebrow.
"Really? That makes things interesting. I bet he would hate it if I got there first."
Elena wanted to punch him for that remark! She would never let him. That was a husband's job. Not his!
"Is that your plan for tonight? Are you going to sleep with me and then kill me? You said it yourself; you wouldn't kill me until you…"
Elena couldn't even say the words without blushing profusely.
Damon's finger began a journey, trailing across her collar bone.
"I'm not sure about killing you yet," he revealed.
His finger rested on her cheek now. He softly stroked it, before dropping down towards her full, plump lips.
"Why do you kill, Damon? Why did you kill that man?" Elena wanted to know.
Damon touched his thumb to her bottom lip, pulling it forward a little so her lips were parted and her mouth was slightly open.
"That man pissed me off. Besides, he was going to expose me. I couldn't let that happen. He had to die," he told her.
Elena frowned. Logan Fell had known about him?
She found it difficult to concentrate however, with Damon stroking her face.
"I bet you dream about me, don't you Elena?" he whispered in her ear suddenly.
His words and closeness made her swallow with great difficulty. She felt his hand beginning to play with the strings of her nightgown. It was laced up in the front, covering up her bosom. He knew it and he wanted to uncover it.
"Damon, my parents are down the hall," she weakly protested.
He teasingly pulled on the strings, opening up her nightgown just a little.
"Doesn't that only add to your excitement? You're a hair's breath away from your reputation being ruined. And yet you find yourself drawn to me. You can't help but wanting a taste of the dark side. Just like I can't help wanting to make you mine."
His breath almost caressed her skin, making her bite back a moan. He raised his head to look into her eyes. She got lost in his gaze, while his fingers worked on her strings again, opening up her nightgown agonizingly slow.
His eyes never left hers, as if he was daring her to stop this. But she never did.
The top of her nightgown finally gave way to expose her creamy bosom. Her nipples immediately hardened underneath his gaze, begging for his attention. Would he take them in his mouth like that day in the carriage?
Elena flushed at the memory, her breathing becoming ragged. And he had yet to touch her.
"God, you are beautiful," he exclaimed.
He lifted a hand to lightly touch her neck, before dropping down to an agonizing path between her breasts. When she thought that she might die if he didn't touch her, he finally palmed one of them, kneading the flesh in his hand.
Elena threw her head back, enjoying the sensation of his hands on her. He leaned his head down to kiss her the valley between her breasts, his thumb flicking her nipple.
Right at this moment, Elena didn't care about her reputation. That feeling that only he could evoke in her ruled her world right now. She now understood what he had meant when he said he had come up here to 'finish' things. He wanted to finish their earlier tryst.
He took a nipple in his mouth and she was lost. Her hands flew to his head to hold him in place, rolling her upper body into his mouth. She felt him lick and nibble at her breast, before continuing on his quest. He kissed down her belly, but came to the point where her nightgown was still covering her lower half.
He looked up into her eyes.
"Are you ready?" he wanted to know.
Elena couldn't even form words anymore, so she just nodded. She watched through heavy lidded eyes as he ripped the nightgown right off of her. In other circumstances that might have pissed her off. It was her favourite nightgown. But right now, when he was about to give her that feeling again, she couldn't care less.
He stroked a finger across her still clothed mound, finding that spot effortlessly. Elena threw her head back against the pillow and enjoyed the sensations of him playing with her. He opened her legs wider, dropping his head down in between them.
Elena felt her heart beating incredibly fast at the knowledge of what was about to happen. She wondered if it was as good as Caroline told her. If her dream from last night had been any indication…
All thoughts flew right out the window the moment his lips touched her sex through her undergarments. His hands stroked her thighs, while his tongue came out to do sinful things to her. Elena latched onto her pillow, needing to do something with her hands. She unconsciously rolled her lower body into him, wanting more.
In the blink of an eye, he had removed her undergarments. She was now lying naked before him. It made Elena a little uncomfortable and she blushed profusely. Sure, he had touched her there before. But it had always been through the cloth of her dress. To be completely naked in the presence of a man that wasn't her husband..
She took a few calming breaths, remembering Caroline's words. She had done this too. And it had not ruined her reputation. She was still pure for her husband.
No one would have to know..
Elena's mouth fell open in a silent scream as Damon lightly blew across her damp sex. Even a small sensation like that was enough to set her off. Although he didn't stop with just that small sensation.
Damon flicked his tongue to that place and Elena felt her belly clench with desire. Her hands flew to his hair, pulling him closer to where she wanted him.
He lapped up the wetness that was beginning to coat her down there, before probing her entrance with his tongue.
Elena was beginning to see stars dancing behind her eyelids. Caroline had been right; this was so good! The fact that Damon was moaning while doing it made her feel even hotter. It seemed like he enjoyed it too.
Suddenly, he slid a finger into her passage and Elena's eyes flew wide open. Her legs started kicking against him.
"Damon, you can't do that! What if..? O God! You can't! I have to stay pure!" she screeched.
Damon just smirked at her and continued moving his finger in and out of her.
"Don't worry. This will not break your maidenhead. Now relax. Tell me how it feels," he reassured her.
Elena tried to relax and closed her eyes, focussing on what he was doing.
"It feels weird. But good too," she told him.
She looked down at him just as lightening lit up the room again, followed by rolling thunder. It was a good thing there was a storm brewing out there. It drowned out her moaning noises. She couldn't wake up her parents.
Damon grinned wickedly at her in the light of the flash, before resuming his position at her hot spot. He licked at it with increasing speed, while his finger did the most sinful things to her passage. She hoped he was right; that this wouldn't ruin her.
She could feel him curling his finger inside of her, touching a spot that had her mewling loudly. He stopped kissing and licking her, before moving his mouth towards her left thigh, sucking on the skin there.
Elena frowned. Although it felt good, that was not the place where she needed him.
He didn't stop, though. He nibbled on the inside of her thigh, sometimes laving the skin with his tongue. Meanwhile, his finger was still moving inside of her.
"Damon, please," she whispered.
She needed him to finish this!
It all happened so fast, she didn't even know what hit her. Damon curled his finger against that place again, rubbing it fiercely, while sinking his fangs into the artery of her left thigh. Elena couldn't help herself. She let out a scream. Thankfully, the storm hit full force in that moment, drowning out her noises.
She felt like she was falling endlessly, without ever hitting the ground. Damon drinking from her thigh only intensified that exploding feeling, making her feel like she was losing consciousness.
Maybe she had lost it because when she opened her eyes, Damon was already lying next to her on her bed, looking down at her satisfied face with a smirk. His fangs were gone and the wound on her thigh had closed up.
"That was..," she tried to get out.
Damon tucked a strand of hair behind her head.
"I know," he replied cockily.
He leaned down to kiss her; a slow, languid kiss that had her reeling again in no time. His tongue slid seductively against hers, making her shiver with how amazing it felt.
He took her hand in his, before guiding it down between his legs. Elena's eyes flew open and she broke the kiss, looking into his eyes.
"It's okay," he said. "Touch me."
Elena hesitantly began to move her hand, experimentally squeezing him in her palm. Caroline had told her about touching and kissing Master Donovan's member. She could do this.
Damon put his hand over hers, guiding her movements. Elena could feel him become harder at her ministrations. It made her feel powerful. She was doing this! She was reducing this dangerous man to a moaning, blubbering mess!
This knowledge of power made her feel bolder and she rolled over on top of him, kissing him fiercely. She was taking control. Damon kissed her back hesitantly, obviously surprised by this turn of events. But he let her do what she wanted.
Elena tried to focus on what would feel good for both of them. His body was her tutor and she was an eager student.
She slid her tongue into his mouth, while wrapping her legs around his waist. She could immediately feel his hard member pressing against her folds through the fabric of his trousers.
"Move your hips, Elena," Damon instructed her.
Elena put her hands flat on his still clothed chest. It was actually a little unfair that he was still fully clothed and she was naked. But there would be time for that later on. Right now, there was a pressing matter between her legs.
She moved her hips a little, just like Damon told her. She immediately felt why he had asked this of her. The friction they created with it was so delicious.
She rolled her hips again, making Damon groan a little. His hands flew to her waist, aiding in her movements. In no time, she was rocking her hips against him in earnest. That sensation was pooling in her belly again. God, she was so addicted to it! It had corrupted her. It had made her do unspeakable things with a demon!
Breathy little moans escaped her lips with each downward roll against his arousal. Damon wasn't fairing much better. He was thrusting up against her with all his might, trying to find that same release that she had earlier.
"Faster, Elena. And circle your hips every now and then," Damon moaned.
Elena did exactly as he told her. She was so close. She couldn't believe that she would have that feeling twice in one night!
She rolled her hips into him hard and hot lava exploded inside of her again. She keened against him as her orgasm washed over her. Damon wasn't finished however. He quickly rolled them over and pumped his hips into her.
He came with a loud growl, before collapsing on top of her.
Elena felt like she couldn't move a single limb anymore. She was so satisfied and tired, she was fighting to keep her eyes open. In the end, she lost the fight. Her eyes fluttered shut and she drifted off to dreamland.
When she awoke the next morning, Damon was gone….
A/N: That was a lot of sex for one chapter, I know. But they had it coming. Next chapter, I'll delve into the plot a little more. What did Logan Fell know? Why is Damon at the house? Elena will learn more about that. Plus, I'll bring in Elena's future husband; Mason Lockwood. How will Damon react to their courtship? Will he get jealous? Please hit that review button and I'll let you find out!
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