So, my boyfriend of three years dumped me on Sunday...All I can say is Hallefuckinglujah! I've been so tied down by him and he finally got the hint. Good riddance! Now, onto the story!

Chapter 15

"Now, where were we, princess?" Elijah murmured softly against her ear as she shivered.

Elena didn't waste any time as she ripped open his dress shirt, the buttons flying haphazardly in her wake. Her hands traced the muscular planes of his chest, reveling in how he felt underneath her fingertips.

He could gaze at her all day, but he wanted her naked. He wanted to feel her writhing in pleasure underneath him. Wanted to watch her fall apart because of him. Nearly ripping her shirt off, he started on her jeans; carefully working them down her long legs to reveal his prize.

Elena giggled as he caressed her inner thigh delicately. His fingers were magic, she was sure of it. Her body felt as if it were on fire wherever he touched her. Wanting him was the most intense feeling she had ever felt before. When he touched her, everything felt right in the world.

"What are you giggling about?" He whispered against the taunt skin of her stomach. He placed open-mouthed kisses up her body before he slipped her bra off and latched his mouth onto one of her nipples.

She gasped in surprise before she controlled her breathing, "I just feel like this is right." Shit. Did she just say that out loud?

Elijah gave her sensitive bud a nip before he smiled up at her, "Anything that involves you and I is right, princess. You should know that by now."

She blushed. She could feel the heat radiating from her hair follicles all the way to the tips of her toes. She was sure that her normal olive complexion was beat red in embarrassment.

Wide eyed, she watched Elijah get up and strip off his remaining clothing. This man was an Adonis. And he was all hers, even if it was just for the night.

When she felt his fingers grazing her hips, she was pulled from her thoughts. She lifted herself slightly as he slid her soaked panties from her body.

Positioning himself between her legs, he trailed kisses down her jaw and neck, inhaling her sweet vanilla scent. One hand was braced next to her head, holding himself up, while the other trailed between their bodies and stroked her tender sex.

"You're so wet for me," he groaned as he pressed his thumb against her clit.

Elena whimpered in pleasure. Her clit was beyond sensitive as he delicately stroked her. "All for you," she breathed, "Just for you."

He looked down at her in amazement. Having Elena in his bed was a miracle in itself, one he never wanted to give up.

His lips crashed against hers in a frantic way; trying to convince her without words of how much he wanted her, how much he needed her.

"'Lijah…Please," she moaned against his lips as she pressed her hips against his in an effort to get closer to him.

"What do you want, princess?" He asked raggedly, his own restraint dangling by a thread. He wanted nothing more than to push inside of her and claim her perfect little body as his for the rest of eternity.

Elena whined in frustration, "You. I want you."

"You already have me, Elena," he chuckled slightly, nuzzling his face against her neck, "You'll have to be more specific."

She growled darkly before she flipped their positions. He gazed at her in awe as he watched her lower herself onto his awaiting cock. Elena threw her head back as the tight walls adjusted to such a large intrusion.

"Elena…" He rumbled, wanting her to move before he exploded inside her. She was too tight and too warm; if she didn't start moving soon, this would be over before it truly began.

She understood immediately and slowly began moving up and down his hard length, moaning each time he hit that special place deep inside of her.

Elijah grabbed her hips and started to move her more forcibly. He wanted to make her scream out in pleasure. He wanted to feel her come around him. Moving one hand from her hips, he placed it on her clit and rubbed furiously, wanting her to orgasm before he took control.

"Elijahhh!" She screamed as her body convulsed on top of him. Her walls fluttered around his cock deliciously before she collapsed onto his chest, breathing heavily.

He pressed a kiss to the top of her head before he flipped them over. He hovered above her, smiling like an idiot as her skin glowed in post orgasmic bliss. Grabbing her thigh and lifting it up, he began thrusting inside of her again.

Elena was still seeing stars as she felt Elijah pushing inside of her again. She stared up at him with wide doe eyes as she felt a sudden connection to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close for a kiss. It was needy and desperate and full of something that neither of them could place. Kissing him was like a drug and she couldn't get enough even as his hips crashed into hers and pushed her closer and closer to the oblivion that she craved.

He couldn't help but worship her body. With deep, meaningful strokes he reached every part of her that he craved. He watched, enthralled, as she pulled her mouth away from his and moaned loudly. Her head thrashed against the soft pillows while her hips jerked upwards of their own accord. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his life.

"El-Elijah…I-I'm so c-close," she whimpered, her chest flushed as she approached her second orgasm.

He doubled his efforts, thrusting into her tight heat with renewed vigor. Feeling her walls flutter relentlessly around him, he knew that he wasn't far behind her. Snaking a hand between their tangled, sweaty bodies, he pinched her clit softly and sent her spiraling over the edge.

Elena screamed his name louder than anything he had ever heard before. He couldn't hold back any longer as he thrust into her as deeply as he could, stilling when he felt his seed coating her inner walls.

Elijah collapsed gracefully on top of her, thrusting into her a few more times as he nestled his face against her throat. He heard her murmur something inaudible before her breathing evened out.

Careful not to disturb her, he rolled them so she was lying on top of him, his manhood still buried inside of her. He stroked her spine gently as he smiled.

"I love you, my sweet Elena."

Elena awoke to soft sunlight filtering through the dark curtains of Elijah's room. She smiled as the memories of last night came flooding back to her all at once. Stretching slightly, she noticed that he was still in bed with her snoring softly.

Grinning, she placed soft kisses along his bare chest up to his neck. She stopped and inhaled his scent; nearly being overcome by her vampire nature. She jerked back, trying to calm her face as she breathed deeply.

"What's wrong?" He murmured sleepily having woken at her sudden movements.

"N-nothing," she stammered, looking away as she regained control, "I didn't mean to wake you up, go back to sleep."

Elijah opened his arms to her and she dove into them gratefully. He kissed the top of her head and smiled, "Now we can both go back to sleep, princess."

However, sleep couldn't find Elena after her little episode. She didn't feel hungry, so what was the excuse for nearly ripping out her bedmate's throat? Elijah was the first vampire that she had ever bit, perhaps that was it. His blood seemed to call to her whenever they were intimate, but she had managed to control it last night.

Maybe she could find a witch that would have answers if this persisted. She couldn't risk draining him dry every time they had sex. And she hoped that would be often.

"You're not sleeping," he observed quietly, rubbing soothing circles along the exposed skin of her back.

"I'm sorry," she sighed, snuggling her face against his chest.

He grabbed her chin and tilted her face up, "You're so beautiful, Elena." He kissed her softly, tangling his hand in her hair as he secured her mouth to his.

She happily lost herself in the kiss, hoping to regain some of the normalcy she had experienced when she first woke up.

He trailed kissed from her mouth down to her jaw before softly nipping at her neck.

Her face was pressed against his neck as she inhaled deeply. Before she could stop herself, her fangs were out and she jerked away from him again, this time forcing herself off the bed in the process.

"Elena?" His voice seemed slightly panicked as he jumped up after her, "What's wrong?"

Turning away from him, she tried to calm her face once again. Her hands were shaking as she felt him come up behind her. She couldn't let him see her like this; she couldn't keep control of herself.

He held her by her shoulders as he turned her around. His eyes widened as he took in her face, "Are you hungry? What's the matter?"

Elena shook her head fiercely, "I'm not…hungry. I just…I can't control it around you. I'm sorry."

Realization fluttered across his face as he took her in his strong arms. He stroked her hair reassuringly as he murmured, "Sweetheart, I told you that you don't have to worry about biting me. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

She sniffled, "But it's like I can't control it. Whenever we're…intimate I just feel like I have to bite you. I never felt that way with Damon."

Elijah stiffened slightly at the mention of a certain Salvatore, but quickly regained his composure, "I can ask around if you'd like. It may be uncommon, but I'm sure someone knows something about what's happening."

"Thank you, 'Lijah," she said softly, placing a kiss to his chest.

"You're more than welcome, princess," he kissed her temple, "Anything to keep my girl happy."

"So, I see you took my advice," Caroline smiled as she sat across the table from Elena. She took a bite of her macaroon as she eyed the brunette carefully.

"What do you mean?" Elena asked, her brows pulling together in confusion.

"Oh, come on!" The blonde squealed, "You're totally banging Elijah. I mean, you're glowing! I've never seen you this happy, even when you were with Damon."

The brunette blushed deeply, "There's just something about him, Care. I can't explain it. But, there's something wrong. Well, not wrong. Just different."

"Spill."

"Have you ever bitten Klaus?" Elena asked hesitantly.

Caroline snorted, "Oh God, no! If I bite him, I can guarantee he'd want to bite back. And let's just say I still haven't gotten over that hybrid bite from Tyler." The blonde's eyes widened slightly, "Why? Have you bitten Elijah?"

Elena nodded, "The first time we had sex. I don't know why I did it, I just did. But now whenever we're intimate I just have this ridiculous urge to bite him. My face changes and it seems to take forever before I can calm down."

"Well, does he care? Like, is it a problem in the bedroom?"

"No," she smiled sheepishly, "He doesn't mind at all. He wants me to do whatever I want."

Caroline's eyes narrowed the slightest bit, "Then what's wrong? Why does it matter?"

"Because it's weird!" Elena hissed, "I'm supposed to feed off of humans, not vampires!"

The blonde burst out in laughter, "Oh, please. There's nothing wrong with you. Just enjoy your time with Elijah. Enjoy being free."

"Miss Deveraux, I'm sorry to interrupt your day, but I had a few questions for you," Elijah said as he sat at the bar of Rousseau's.

"Well, what did you need?" Sophie asked impatiently, "In case you haven't noticed, I have a bar to run here."

He pursed his lips slightly at her tone, "My partner has been experiencing certain urges concerning my blood. She can't seem to control said urges when we're alone."

"Are you feeling the same? Has she drank from you and vice versa?" The witch asked.

"She's drank from me once, but I haven't bit her," he paused slightly, "It seems to take her longer to calm down that she normally would around a human."

Sophie thought for a second before she smiled slightly, "It sounds like you two are experiencing a blood bond," at Elijah's questioning glance, she continued, "A blood bond happens when a vampire blood shares with someone they had feelings for as a human. If you both are acting on those feelings now, then it'll only make the bond stronger."

"Is it harmful to her?" He asked softly.

"No," she shook her head firmly, "It just strengthens her reliability on you. It can enhance her abilities as well since you're an Original. But, all in all, it won't hurt her. It's not like a sire bond; she won't do whatever you want. Everything she feels is all her. Except maybe the hunger. But she'll be fine."

Elijah stood and straightened his suit jacket, "Thank you for your time, Miss Deveraux. You've been very informative."

The witch nodded, "If you need anything else, please hesitate to come during business hours. Some of us don't have an eternity to waste."

"Noted."

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~Grace