Chapter 18

Bella watched Damon pull the cameras out of their not-so-hiding places and toss them into a trashcan. She stretched back on the bed and looked at him as he continued to de-camera their bedroom.

With a seductive smile on her face, she watched Damon throw the trashcan out the window and turn to look at her at him with his light, sparkling eyes,

"That's the last of them"

Damon leaned against the wall with his eyes on her. Bella smirked right back and sat up on the bed. Locking eyes with him she undid the ties of her bikini top. Casually she threw it on the ground. She did the same with her bikini bottom and when she was completely naked she leaned back against the headrest of the bed.

"See something you like?"

She asked with an out of place blush and she bit her bottom lip. Damon's face had vamped out and it was actually turning her on.

Before she could blink Damon dropped his own shirt on the floor and walked to her all slowly and predator-like. He reached the bed and began crawling on it.

"I can't find a single thing I don't love about you"

Damon's eyes widened as he realized he dropped the L bomb. Bella only smiled at him even though she could feel her heart beating a mile a minute. Leaning forward she reached for the pair of the dog tags resting on his chest. Something he wore for the past 149 years. Wrapping her fingers around them she pulled him forward.

"Then do something about it soldier"

Damon's eyes darkened even more as she called him soldier.

"Don't call me that, baby. Not if you want to be able to walk when I let you leave this bed"

He warned. Bella's smile turned to a seductive smirk

"Call you what? Soldier?"

She enquired before passing her tongue over her lips. with a blur Damon had closed the millimeters of distance between them. It was going to be a long night indeed. Only she'd love every minute of the torture Damon had in store for her.

The next morning Damon was staggering as he stood to go grab a baggie. Bella snickered as he glared at her.

"I seem to recall that I wouldn't be able to walk this morning"

Bella teased him. Damon gave an exaggerated eye roll to which she snickered and then laughed openly as the vampire fell backwards on the bed.

"Damon?"

"Yeah?"

Damon asked as she sipped happily on the bag she brought him, looking like a child sipping his milk. Bella had to snicker at first but then she wondered why it didn't make her feel strange or disgusted. She had felt like that when she discovered them last week.

"Does is hurt?"

Damon raised an eyebrow in question as he drank the last few drops ofhis baggie before dropping it on the floor and wiped his lips with the back of his hand.

"Drinking from someone. I mean when I was bitten, I readily asked to be killed as to get away from the pain"

Bella asked as her fingers traced patterns on the light summer blanket. The heavy one was thrown across the room since the rain had stopped and the weather was warm once again.

Damon held his breath. Was she asking what he thought she was asking? Carefully he constructed his answer in his brain before giving it to her.

"It does, a little. But it is also erotic. When blood is exchanged it might make you feel closer to the vampire. It won't kill you but it will make you feel like you belong with them and they belong with you"

he said looking in the dark eyes he had come to love. Bella broke eye contact, her fingers tracing the scar on her wrist.

"Will you bite me Damon?"

Bella asked a few heartbeats later. Feeling his own heart accelerate in part-excitement, part-fear, Damon nodded. He took her in his arms and gently tipped her head backwards, exposing the long, pale, creamy neck to him.

He peppered it with kisses until he felt her relax in his arms. With one final kiss he pushed his fangs inside her skin. Bella's head snapped upright

"If you kill me, I'll come back and haunt you"

she declared before she tipped her own head back offering him her neck once again. Damon would readily give her a sarcastic retort had he not been gums deep in her neck.

Instead he sucked ever so slightly letting the deep crimson liquid pool in his mouth before swallowing it, like an '82 red Bordeaux. His eyes were closed as he cherished the deep flavor. Bella's erotic moan snapped him to reality and he gently stopped sucking more blood and withdrew his head. Softly he passed his tongue over the mark enjoying how the two dark marks contrasted with the soft skin.

Bella was looking at him with hooded eyes. Damon bit into his own wrist and offered the bleeding arm.

"I should feel disgusted. Blood always made me woosy"

Bella said softly as she passed her index finger over the wound and brought it to her lips

"Not vampire blood baby. Try it"

Not letting his coal black eyes off hers, Damon watched as Bella's rosy lips closed over his wrist. He felt her soft tongue poke in the marks as Bella instinctively coaxed the arm to keep producing blood. He groaned deeply as Bella's eyes fluttered close as she drank.

He kissed her long and hard yet soft and tender when her bloodstained lips left his wrist.

Hours later when the two had washed up and changed into actual clothes they were curled up together in a recliner. Bella was reading 'Lolita' with her back pressed to Damon's front as he read a comic book. Both her wounded neck and his wounded wrist were right in the camera's view but neither cared.

Damon laughed as Donald Duck won the girl over his evil scheme cousin Gastone. Bella flipped her book closed.

"What's so funny?"

Bella asked him.

"We should swap books"

he said instead handing her the comic book and taking hers

"You want to read Lolita?"

"It's about a slutty girl trying to get a man in bed. Why not?"

Damon said and Bella laughed over his assessment. Rolling her eyes she opened the comic book. Damon smiled as she put her head on his chest again.

He knew they had a long road ahead of them, but they would have each other and it just didn't get any better than that.