Elena's POV
My heart begins pulsating faster as I made my way closer to the main living room. That's when I saw him... The sword slips from my fingers and clashes against the marble floor casusing an echo that rang through my ears. Damon's eyes meet mine. I could see the pain and fear in his eyes.
"Elena... Get out of here!" He yells his voice thick with concern.
I panicked. It's like watching a dramatic movie on a tv screen. Damon was bound by vervain soaked rope, he was surrounded. I watch as one of the men reach into the inside of his robe and he pulls out a wooden stake. My heart pounds harder than it ever has before. I ran as fast as I can and slam into him, knocking us both on our asses; the stake flew out of his hand andk across the room. I struggle with the ropes, tearing it off of Damon as fast as my shaking hands would allow.
A man advances toward us, Damon swings his lower half of his body which connected with the man's feet. He crashed to the floor with a large thud. I loosened the last knot in the rope and Damon broke free. They began throwing more vervain ropes over top of us. I threw them off just as fast. Before I realized it, Damon and I have been separated from one another. They had us both cornered in opposite sides of the room.
One man snuck up behind him and pulled his arm back, revealing the wooden stake.
"Damon! Watch out!" I screamed. But it was too late... Damon had just turned around toward the man. I watched as the mans arm swung towards Damon, the stake piercing his heart.
"No!" I let out a blood curddling scream. I watched his body slump to the floor. His skin became darker as the seconds went by. Dark veins start appearing moving from his legs toward his beautiful face. No! This is not how it ends.
"No... no...no!" My body begins to shake uncontrollably.
"Elena... it's alright."
'That's Damon's voice.' I thought to myself. I stare harder over at Damon's lifeless body. Now I'm hearing shit. I have completely lost my marbles.
"Elena..." Damon's calm voice fills my ears. "You're going to be okay,"
One of the men surprise me and grab ahold of me by my shoulders. They start shaking me violently. I close my eyes, tears running down my face. I'm drenched in sweat and tears. "Elena. Baby..." Damon's velvety voice is now thick with worry. "Open your eyes."
That's exactly what I did.
Damon's POV
"No. No. No." I heard Elena mumble. I turn over in bed half asleep. I reached my hand and wrapped my fingers in her hair. I ran my fingers through her long hair.
"Elena..." I mumbled back, feeling a smile tug at my lips.
"No." She repeated, barely above a whisper.
I'm beginning to slowly wake up now, feeling her body become ridgid.
"No... no...no!" Elena screamed. I sat up in bed and pull her into my arms, craddling her.
"Elena... it's alright." I whispered into her ear. "Elena, you're going to be okay,"
I shake her in my arms gently, attempting to wake her. Nothing is working. She starting throwing herself around.
"No, let go of me!" She yelled. I was fully awake now. She was having a nightmare and I couldn't help her escape it. I tighten my hold on her and pick her up and make my way towards our bathroom a short distance away. I set Elena onto her feet and hold her against the bathroom wall freeing my hand to open the glass door of the shower. I turned the shower head on setting the water to a warm temperature. Elena had stopped moving at this point. She slumped against the wall and leaned against my arm. I tested the water and decided it was warm enough. I picked Elena up and pulled her under the warm stream of water. I laid her head against my bare chest.
She starts to stir. "Elena. Baby... open your eyes."
Elena squeezed her eyes shut tightly and opened them quickly. Her beautiful brown eyes were filled with pain and fear.
"Damon!" She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me in down close to her face, our noses touching. She skims her delicate fingers from my neck down to my shoulders.
"You're alive," she whispered.
"I kind of like it that way." I replied.
She moves closer and slams her lips against mine. It was a kiss filled with need, desire, and love. I can never seem to get enough of her, no matter how hard I try. My hands started wandering down her wet body. I look into her eyes all the pain and fear had been replaced by desire. She surprises me and quickly slips her fingers underneath my pajama bottoms. She slides her hands down the sides of my legs pulling my bottoms down as she went. They slipped off easily and fell onto the floor. I kick them into one of the corners.
I run my fingers grazing her arms moving toward her shoulders. They slip underneath the spaghetti straps of her night dress and push them off her shoulders falling onto the floor and were kicked into the corner with my pjs.
Elena's POV
We have somehow managed to get out of the shower and into the large oversized hot tub. The pounding of the water jets against my back felt as if there were another set of hands working the surface of my body. I've never been more eager to show him how I feel and having sex has always been our favorite way of doing so.
Our bodies are almost entwined so close but so far. I shift my lower half closer to his. He takes the opportunity to palm my behind while pushing his swollen flesh between the apex of my uppper thighs. Drawing in and out his thick length drags over my clitoris, making my body judder and shake in appreciation. I gasp and he growls as he runs a practiced hand over the full body goose bumps he's elicited.
I lazily draws onto my skin making my heart beat erractically. His touch reaches the peaks of my nipples, which hardened to meet his touch. It was like he was finger painting patterns over the pointing peaks of my nipples. I slip my hands into his wet hair, watching his dark head move as his mouth closes over my needy tip. Blood rushes, filling and swelling the peaking bud as he slicks his tongue around it before increasing suction, drawing in the whole areola.
I moan, neck arcing as I relent to the erotic sucking, my pelvis thrusting forward in a jealous bid for the same reaction.
His mouth comes away and his fingers take its place, rolling, elongating while his other hand dives below the water. I expected him to find my sex but instead he grips himself, in the swirling water I can just make out his fist jacking violently up and down his strained stalk. I've never seen him like this, other than teaching me first how to touch him I don't ever remember seeing him pleasure himself.
The force he uses is shocking and thrilling at once, so masculine, blastantly sexual- deeply arousing. I push him up onto the stool raising his hips just above the water. I reach over and take him in my mouth. I grip the base of his errection to keep him still. I revel in the cry that tears through him as I pull him deep, lapping at the sensitive spot on the bottom just below the ridge of his head- I'm wildly eager to please him with a modicum of the skill he possesses. Already I can feel him grow thicker in his relentless race to orgasm.
His hands slip between our bodies and cup my breasts, firmly kneading, flicking his thumb pads over my nipples while the jet stream hits my aroused fleshy folds. "I'm close baby, don't hold back." He forces the words through his locked jaw, his face taking on the distortion that comes with pleasure.
I let go, thrusting my hips into the surge of water and double my efforts on him, plunging harder and faster, flicking my tongue over that secret spot with every drive until we both tense, teetering on the brink of release. With his gish pulse I quake and shudder, stomach muscles clenching into a shattering free-fall. Vaguely I feel a fist in my hair, showing my the rhythem to finish him off. My body still racked with juddering shivers I hear him, forcing out my name in a ragged groan as his hips flex, thrusting brutally one last time.
Overjoyed with the stunning result I smile up at him, no doubt glowing with satisfaction but it's short sexy sated look he wore a second ago now a furious glower - jealous, accusing eyes boring into mine, "where the fuck did you learn to do that?"
I simply giggle and reply "that's for me to know and you to dot, dot, dot."