This chapter is dark, and I don't think I like it. I hate writing scenes like this, but at least this time I didnt make him full on rape her. This will be the only scene you see like this in this story. I hope you don't hate it, although I know you will hate what he did to her. Don't worry he gets his in the end. Don't hate me for this chapter, it will be back to good old fluffy/ smutty goodness in the next chapters. Let me know what you think.
"What are you doing here? What do you want?" she demanded taking a couple steps away from the obviously angry man.
"I want to know what your boyfriend did to my friend. He's not the same. There is something different about him." the biker said.
"He just threatened him. Please, I have nothing to do with this." she begged, knowing all the things that could happen in this scenario
"You have everything to do with this bitch." he said taking a couple predatory steps towards her.
"Just leave me alone. If you touch me, my boyfriend will kill you." she said.
"Your boyfriend will kill me? I'm not scared of him. I could kill him with my bare hands, just like I could kill you." he said cracking his knuckles.
"Just leave me alone." she said trying to rummage through her purse, desperately needing to get a hold of Damon.
"Are you begging little girl. Not so brave when you're not surrounded by lots of people. I've been following you, waiting for my opportunity." he said, the darkness evident in his voice.
"If you have an issue, please take it up with my boyfriend. He will kill you if you lay a hand on me." she warned him.
"I'm sure he would love to try. But you see I am leaving town after I finish this. He will never find me." he said laughing evilly.
"Just leave me alone. If I'm not there at a certain time, he will come find me." she warned him.
"I'm sure he would. Which is why this is going to be quick." he said taking another couple steps towards her until she was pressed against her car and he was pressed against her.
"Leave me alone." she begged. The man laughed and shook his head.
"No can do Missy." he said laughing.
"Are you going to rape me?" she asked terrified.
"No. Why would I want to do that. I don't want to leave any DNA inside you so that I can get caught." he said looking at her like she was an idiot. She sighed in relief knowing that he wasn't going to be inside her. The biker grasped her around her neck and pushed her even harder against the door.
"I am going to take pleasure from this like my friend would have." he said before slapping her across the face. She cried out and tears stung her eyes but she refused to let them fall.
"First my dear. You are going to suck my dick until I cum in your mouth." he told her while his hands released his cock from his leather pants.
"No." she said.
"Oh yes. Get down on your knees or I swear to God I will hurt you." he said.
"No." she repeated, not wanting to put her mouth on his engorged length.
"Yes. Get on your knees right now you dirty slut." he said pushing her down. She cried out in pain when her knees hit the pavement. He took his length in hand and guided it to her mouth where he proceeded to thrust it deep until it hit the back of her throat. He continued that until he came in hot, sticky spurts down her throat. He took pictures of her while she was sucking him off and saved them to his phone.
"That was fabulous. Get up." he said tucking himself back into his pants.
"Your skirt is so convenient. Such easy access." he said as he cupped her sex with his hands.
"You said you weren't going to fuck me." she said softly.
"I'm not going to fuck you with my dick." he told her. He tore her skirt open and tore her panties and lifted her onto the hood of her car before plunging his fingers inside her roughly.
"How will your boyfriend like it if he finds out you came apart under another mans hand?" he asked cruelly.
"Why do you care?" she asked.
"Because he snapped for another man touching your ass. What will he want to do when he finds out I did this to you." he said as he fucked her hard with his fingers. He pulled his fingers out of her, and licked them clean. She wanted to hit him but she didn't want to enrage him further.
"I am going to take a picture. Show my friend." he said as he took a picture of her laying across her car spread open.
"Don't." she begged.
"You taste so sweet. I want you to cum for me. Cum for me you fucking slut." he yelled at her. Why wasn't there anyone coming home right now who could stop this?
"No." she said.
"Cum!" he roared and slapped her face again. She whimpered but couldn't even feel herself get turned on.
"Apparently my fingers aren't enough for you." he mused as he gave her one more thrust of his fingers inside her before pulling them out and licking them clean. She whimpered again when he covered her bare sex with his mouth and sucking hard on her clit. She wanted to push him away but he was too strong for her.
"Cum now. Slut. I want a picture of you in rapture." he told her.
"No." she said.
"You will cum, even if I have to force it out of you." he said hitting her again. Her face hurt, she felt manhandled and abused. She knew if she wanted him gone she would have to let go. She hated the idea.
"Why are you doing this?" she begged.
"I already told you, as revenge for whatever it was that your boyfriend did to my friend. And to you because my friend wanted you and you turned him down. Your boyfriend isn't going to want you anymore if you cum for another man." he said smirking evilly.
"Will you leave me alone if I come?" she asked hopefully.
"Yep. I want your boyfriend to not want you anymore. Damaged goods and all that." he said. He went back to her sex and bit and inhaled and sucked on her flesh while she attempted to conjure up images of Damon in her head. The effect paid off because she came on his abusive mouth.
"Good girl." he said standing up.
"You pig." she hissed at him. He took one more picture of her laying spent on the hood of her car before smiling at her.
"Have a nice night. You will never hear from me again." he said smirking as he walked back over to where he parked his bike. Once he was gone she let herself cry. The tears coursed down her face as she got down from the hood of her car and back into the drivers seat. She knew she should go to the police, but she knew that Damon was the far better choice. He face hurt, her sex hurt everything hurt. He had made everything hurt. She looked in the mirror on the visor and gasped at the reflection. She looked a mess. Her makeup had run down her face from her tears, her hair was a mess. Her cheek was red from the bikers hand. She couldn't fight back, he was too big for her. Her phone was missing. When she had herself somewhat composed, she started up the car and made her way over to Damon's. No longer caring about the bills she was supposed to pay. The minute she pulled up outside the big house, she felt safe. She could see the lights on and was relieved that he was home. Trying to cover herself as best as she could considering the ravaged state of her skirt and missing panties. She knew it was a futile effort, he was going to see her in this state and he would snap.
She walked up the front walk, holding her skirt together and opened the front door.
"Hey baby how was your..." he said trailing off when he seen her. "What the fuck happened to you?" he asked, black fury evident in his eyes.
"The other biker..." she started before she crumbled to the floor, hysteric sobs wracking her body. He flashed over to her and sat down against the door with her, cradling her in his arms almost like you would a small child.
"Shhh." he soothed her, rubbing her hand and holding her against his chest. The anger was a dominant part of him at the moment, he could picture killing the guy in several different ways. But at the moment making Elena feel better was the more important venture. Killing the scum bag could wait for a while. He picked her up and carried her to the couch.
"What happened?" he asked softly.
"I went home to pay the bills like I told you I would. He was waiting in the parking lot for me. He hit me and he used his mouth and his fingers on me. He said you wouldn't want me anymore if he made me cum. And he made me suck him off." she said.
"What else?" he asked.
"He took intimate pictures of me on his cell phone. He said he was doing it as revenge for his friend." she explained.
"You're going to be alright. Come lets' get you cleaned up." he said lifting her up and carrying her upstairs. She nodded her head against his chest. No matter how scared she had been when she had shown up there, that fear was gone now. He wasn't turning away from her, and he wasn't sickened by her. He was taking care of her. She fully believed him when he said he loved her now, and he was the only person she trusted in the whole world to protect her from everything. He carried her into the bathroom and handed her a robe from the back of the door.
"Put this on. Take off what's left of you clothes." he told her. She took it gratefully, after what happened she didn't want anyone to see her naked body, even him at the moment. She wanted to feel clean again. He turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature before urging her inside.
"I'll go make you something to eat." he told her when she was inside the shower. She nodded and watched him walk away before finally getting inside the shower.
"Once she clean again she got out and put the robe back on. Elena walked into the bedroom and seen Damon with a tray off food.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
"A little." she admitted.
"Come and eat. I made you some soup and a sandwich." he told her. She nodded and crawled onto the bed to sit beside him. She slowly ate the soup and the sandwich.
"Thank you for being so good to me." she said softly.
"I love you Elena." he responded kissing her hair. She felt much better physically now that she had showered. She didn't feel the biker on her anymore, except for the gruesome red mark on her cheek.
"I'm tired." she yawned after finishing her food.
"Go to sleep." he told her, he pulled the blanket over her and laid down beside her waiting for her to fall into a deep sleep.
Once she was asleep Damon snuck out and ran at vampire speed, checking ever biker bar around town. There were more than he ever knew about. He found the biker at the Grille,oddly enough. He walked over to him and the bikers eyes snapped up to meet his.
"So the bitch told you what happened I assume?" the biker said.
"You are going to meet me out back right now she we can deal with this." he said compelling the man. This time Elena wasn't here to tell him not to hurt him, and this guy had gone way too far. The biker got up and followed Damon out of the Grille and into the dark alley.
"What do you want man?" the biker demanded.
"I think you know what I want. You touched my girlfriend." he said seething.
"I made her cum hard." he bragged.
"I am going to kill you. But first give me the pictures you took of her." he said holding out his hand.
"No." the biker said.
"Give me the pictures." Damon said compelling the man again. The man found the pictures in the phone and gave it to Damon who snarled and deleted the pictures.
"You son of a bitch. Those pictures were mine to do with as I please." he biker snarled at Damon.
"You don't need them anymore where you're going." he said as his face changed, and the killer emerged.
"What are you?" the biker asked, his entire stance changed.
"It doesn't really matter. All that should matter to you is that you made a big mistake in targeting Elena Gilbert. She is mine and I don't share well." he said stalking closer to the man who was backing up against the wall.
"Please don't kill me." he begged.
"I'm betting that is what Elena was saying when you came towards her tonight. Please don't kill me. Please don't hurt me. Please don't touch me. I am going to kill you." he told him. He shoved his hand into the mans chest and his eyes widened in fear. In a split second the man was dead and his heart thrown across the alley. Damon immediately disappeared and ran home.
When he got back home he washed his hands thoroughly before going upstairs to check on Elena. He found her laying on the bed awake.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Where did you go?" he asked.
"You don't want to know." he sighed.
"You went to kill him didn't you?" she asked.
"Yes. Don't be mad. I had to do it." he told her laying down beside her.
"I'm not mad. I might be in a few days. But not right now. I'm too numb right now." she said.
"What can I do to help?" he asked.
"Can you erase what he did to my body?" she asked.
"I don't like using compulsion on you." he said.
"Not compulsion. I don't want to remember any part of him being inside me, all I want is you inside me." she said.
"Isn't it a bit soon?" he asked.
"Maybe. But I know that the sooner I cover up what he did to me by replacing it with you, then I'll feel better. There is going to be some recovery time. But this is what I need right now. I've been thinking about it. And I needed to find a way to erase him from my body." she said.
"Only if you're sure its what you need." he told her.
She nodded her head. "I'm sure." she untied the robe she was still wearing and pulled it from her body and tossing it from the bed.
"I need to feel myself orgasm under you. It might cure me." she told him. Eh would never be able to deny her anything so he quickly got out of his jeans and t shirt and climbed back into bed. She pulled him closer to her so she could kiss him softly at first, but it quickly grew in passion. He gently rolled her over onto her back and her thighs cradled him.
"I love you." he whispered to her and they kissed and caressed each others body. He kissed down her neck and over her collarbone as he made his way down her body. She drew her legs up to give him more room as he made his way further down. He dipped his tongue into her belly-button before continuing his journey down. He pressed a soft kiss to her clit before licking her at a slow and leisurely pace. She moaned in pleasure and thrust her hips upward. She knew it would be in her head for some time yet, but her body couldn't remember it at all. Every violent touch the biker used on her, Damon was erasing with ever soft movement of his tongue on her. When she felt herself quicken she threaded her hands through his hand and pulled him back up.
"I need you inside me when I come." she said. He kissed her lips, and she could taste herself on him. He slowly slipped inside her and laced their hands together as they started slowly rocking to completion.
"I love you so much Damon." she whispered. He kissed her lips and kept up the rocking motion of their bodies. It didn't take long for them to come apart together. They laid spent on the bed trying to catch their breath.
"I need to do something." she whispered.
"What?" he asked.
"I need to suck you off." she said.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes. I need to make sure I can still do this without feeling like someone is forcing me." she said.
"Okay. You know I would never force you though." he promised her.
"I know. That's why I need to do this to you." she said. He rolled over onto his back and she sat up between his legs. She took him in hand and rubbed him for a minute before lowering her mouth to his tip.
"Mmm." she moaned when she wrapped her lips around his tip. He moaned and tried to refrain from thrusting upwards.
"You are so perfect." he said when when swirled her tongue around him like an ice cream cone. She grinned at the compliment and took the rest of him in her mouth, sucking hard. She bobbed her head and sucked on him and she felt some of the weight lifting off of her shoulders from the attack. When he came she laid down beside him and he wrapped his arm around her. She snuggled into his chest, and knew that he would be there for her. It would still take some time to heal herself from the attack, but he would stand by her side until she felt comfortable enough. She knew it would take some time, but she would get through this and she would be fine.