I ended up having an idea for another chapter. The story hadn't felt finished for me. I hope you like the new ending.

Elena walked up behind Damon as he sat in front of the fireplace, drinking bourbon. When she reached him, she ran her hands over his shoulder and down his chest. As she leaned forward, she slid her fangs into his neck and drank from him.

He arched his neck to give her better access to his blood. He loved feeling her biting him. It aroused him every time. It got him to moan out in pleasure. And he then set his mostly empty glass down on the table beside him.

She ran her hands down further, past his stomach, and down to his cock. It was hard, and she could feel it straining against his pants.

Sliding her teeth out, she moved around him brushing his body as she went, and then settled in his lap. Once there, Elena bit his neck again and moaned from the pleasure of the taste of him.

Damon, not one to stay passive, ran his hand up under her shirt and her bra and grabbed her breast. As she sucked his neck, he said, "I'm so fucking hard right now, Elena."

Elena smirked a bit without releasing him. She could feel just how hard he was against her thigh. With him consuming vampire blood as long as he had been, it caused powerful, long-lasting erections. Something that he was constantly so inordinately proud of it amused her.

Pinching her nipple, he added, "Lady's choice tonight."

After removing her fangs and licking the blood droplets from his neck, she chuckled and said, "That means something very different to me than I think you intended."

"And what is that?"

Arching her breast into his playful hands, she moaned. "Pick any guy you want in the bar to drink from and fuck. It's a game Caroline, Bonnie, and I loved to play. You got extra points if you didn't have to compel him to let you bite him."

He smirked. "I think it still works. I just believe you'd pick me every time."

"And how can you be so sure?" she teased.

"Because I would let you do anything you want to me without flinching."

She batted her eyes at him and said, "You think that's unique?"

Damon tucked his chin in frustration and grumbled. "I would do anything for you, Elena. I guess I thought that mattered." He then pulled her hand out of her shirt and stopped touching her.

Elena turned and got on her knees on the chair facing him. "I'm struggling with how much it does matter," she snapped. "Tell me when in my damn life or death that any man didn't betray me! Maybe I don't want it to matter because I can't fucking trust it! My hero-in-my-eyes-brother vervained me and sent me to be cut up and mutilated while I was still conscious!"

"I'm not your brother."

"You're right. I don't have nineteen years of life I've spent with you and trusted you like I did with him."

"I'm not like that asshole!"

With wide, vulnerable eyes, she looked at him and whispered, "And never in my undead life did I ever hope to learn to trust a man like I have with you. I'm trying."

He blinked in shock over the realization of what they were really fighting about. He had meant she could trust him to be there as a willing and adventurous lover. And yet she was actually fighting her own personal battle against trusting him with more —something deeper. Something he was just now realizing he wanted more desperately than her sexy body. And he decided he would be damned if her asshole brother and his dickhead father were going to keep him from gaining her heart.

Damon grabbed her arm, twisted it, and pulled her against him. The fact that she came willingly gave him hope. After all, she was a vampire, and he had zero chance of actually overpowering her.

"Give me some of your blood. This is better if I don't risk it."

"What?"

"Blood, Elena," he pressed.

She bit her wrist, and he latched on as soon as she released it and sucked her blood as fast as he could. Once the wounds closed up, he walked away from her. With his back to her, he said, "Your brother made his choice to turn on you, and I make my choice right now." Then he grabbed something out of the end table drawer and hid it in his sleeve.

Elena knew realistically he was far enough away that he wasn't a threat to her. But fear still ran through her, crippling her. The last time a man did that, her brother, he stuck a syringe of vervain in her.

Damon turned to look at her, and she blamed her lack of reaction time on the paralyzing fear that had sprung up inside of her.

"I will always choose to be with you," he said and then plunged a four-inch knife through his neck, instantly severing his corroded artery. He was dead before his body collapsed to the floor.

Elena screamed out in shock as she watched him bleed out on the Persian carpet. Then in an instant, she was by his side, lifting him up and then carrying him to their room.

…

Damon woke up in a normally quiet room that was full of sound. Objectively he knew it had to be his new vampire hearing. What startled him about the noise, though, was the distinct sound of a heartbeat.

He rolled to his side and looked at Elena. "I hear a human."

"Yes, Mr. take-matters-into-my-own-hands." She then looked over her shoulder and commanded, "Come here."

Damon watched as a pretty cheerleader walked over as if in a trance. "I don't understand."

"She's your snack," Elena answered back. "Don't get any funny ideas about her being in your room."

He scoffed, "Like I want her. You need to learn to trust me."

"Was that the point of this stunt you pulled?" She snapped.

"It's not some stunt! I couldn't think of another way to prove that I'm not going anywhere and that you can trust me."

She gently placed one finger over his lips. "It was upsetting to see you die. Even knowing you would become a vampire. I'm sorry I snapped." She climbed onto the bed and lay down next to him. "When I'm not freaking out over what I saw, I am able to focus on the meaning of what you did."

Damon smiled and kissed her nose. He then asked, "The cheerleader?"

"I told Caroline I wanted to feed you from a human to help you transition, and so I asked her to bring me someone." Elena smirked and added, "Apparently, Stacy tried to sleep with Rick. Caroline is hoping you slip and kill her."

Looking at her, he shook his head. "I don't even want to drink from her. My head associates blood with sex after being with you, and she holds zero interest for me."

"She's compelled," Elena answered and then began stripping. "She won't remember any of this. If you think I won't be riding your cock while you drink from her, you're a fool."

Damon quickly began pulling off his clothes too. Once he was naked, he laid down, and his cock was already hard and ready for her.

Elena sheathed his cock and began slowly riding him. His hands went to her breasts, and he thrust up into her. "I love watching your boobs bounce while you ride me."

She took his cock deep inside of her and then slid up on it to the very tip, and then sank down again. She then said, "Stacy, come here and give him your wrist. Then don't move until I tell you to."

The girl obeyed, and Damon's teeth descended for the first time. It felt so strange to him when his fangs came out, piercing his gums. He then bit hard on her wrist and latched on. As he drank, Elena rode his cock, drawing his attention and getting him to grab her hips and thrust up into her.

"Damon. Release her. I need you to fuck me so hard —I want to feel the vampire in you take me and claim my body."

He released the girl's wrist leaving it bloody and a bit mangled, and then flipped Elena to her back. He then couldn't help but feel damn proud of himself with the power he was able to take her with. He quickly discovered the difference between what a human could take and what vampire sex was like.

Elena had him halfway across the room and on his back as she rode his cock before he could blink. He felt her pounding her pussy with his hard cock, and he was pretty sure he felt the floorboard crack.

Not to be outdone and working on sexual instinct and desire, he flipped her, rolling her twice by accident, but getting her on her back and thrust his cock so hard into her he hadn't ever heard skin slap like that before.

His teeth descended again, and he bit her shoulder, making her scream out in pleasure. He then felt her bite him, and suddenly it felt like he had been electrocuted for a moment. Once that cleared, they were frantically having sex and awash in each other's emotions.

Damon felt Elena's reaction to his, until this moment, unexpressed love for her. Shock, curiosity, questioning, realization, trust, and then love rolled through her blood.

When that happened, their orgasms triggered, and the force with which his hit him would have left him breathless if air was something he had needed anymore.

Pulling back his mouth from her and leaving his cock still buried inside of her, he kissed her lips tenderly. "You love me too."

"I do. I was afraid to even admit it to myself. And then I felt the truth of how you really feel about me."

Trailing his lips over her neck, he said, "I told you I'm not like them."

"I believe you. I think deep down I believed you before. I was just too scared to admit anything."

Damon looked over at the cheerleader standing in their room. "She got a show."

"She won't remember anything," Elena said, unconcerned. "I compelled her to leave and forget everything once I snap my fingers." She did just that, and the girl left the room.

"You could have done that before," he said, amused.

Elena shrugged. "It's not like I haven't been watched before. I didn't feel like pausing to take care of her.

He smirked and pressed her to her back. "You like to be watched?"

"Not particularly. I just don't care either way."

He then slightly changed the subject, "Will Caroline be mad that I didn't drain her?"

"Nah. She'll get over it. Plus, I compelled her to sing show tunes whenever she gets near Rick. I forgot who I got that idea from," she teased.

Damon's hand went to her pussy. "Anything I'm not creative enough to realize that I can do now that I'm a vampire?"

"Your tongue muscles are stronger too. It works orgasmically for oral sex."

He flopped on his back. "Climb on, sexy lady. Want a ride?"

…..

"He didn't kill her," Caroline grumbled as they all sat around the living room later that night.

Rick chuckled. He not so secretly loved how insanely jealous she got over Stacy. It had driven her so crazy that she compelled her way into the high school, and as of tomorrow morning, he would actually be fucking a student and not just roleplaying.

Elena shook her head and said, "No, but I messed with her a bit. It will be entertaining in class tomorrow. Her seat is near his desk, isn't it?"

"Ugh! Don't remind me." Caroline glared at Rick. "I'm sure you just loved knowing she was getting wet for you while you taught."

"True," he admitted easily. "It was fun to think I got a student's panties wet. I didn't have sex with her, though."

She placed her hand around his throat and didn't squeeze. What she did do was say, "And now you die if you touch her —blood whore. I explained how this works."

He grabbed her breasts and bit her lip, and then kissed her hard. "Show me who I belong to. You're the only pussy I want to stick my cock in."

Elena, Bonnie, Enzo, and Damon watched as Caroline vamp sped them to their room, and they heard the door slam.

"I'm so glad I got the rooms soundproofed," Damon said. "With my new hearing…" he trailed off when he realized human soundproofing didn't work for vampire ears. "Well, I didn't need to know that," he said, mock cringing over Caroline's role-play idea over sexy corporeal punishment.

Enzo sighed out in contentment. "Ah, human hearing. I don't have to hear what Rick gets up to."

Damon gave him a crooked smile. "Wait until I explain how being a vampire adds to your sex life. You'll be begging to turn."

Bonnie shook her head in amusement. "I still can't believe you had the balls to stab yourself in the neck."

"I knew Elena needed a big gesture in order for her to believe me. It was the biggest I could come up with."

"Back to the sex thing," Enzo pressed. "What do you mean?"

Damon simply said, "Vampire strength oral sex. She screamed so hard she shredded her vocal cords —four times." He then flicked his tongue at Elena.

Enzo looked over at Bonnie, "The things I will be able to do to you when I transition. I'm going to wreck you."

Bonnie raised one eyebrow at him. "You want to become a vampire?"

"You're surprised?" Pointing at Damon, he said, "That jackass beat us to it. Rick and I lost a bunch of money over him stabbing himself —cheater. We should have specified that you couldn't transition yourself."

Elena shook her head at her friend smiling. "Go upstairs and fuck Enzo to death. You know you want it. They might as well transition at the same time. Caroline is so pissed over Rick saying he liked knowing he got Stacy's panties wet; he's not going to live through tonight, either. I'm positive he said that on purpose too. He knows what he did."

Bonnie grabbed Enzo's hand and pulled him towards the stairs. "Care for some overly rough sex?"

"Hell, yes!"

Once they had left, Elena cuddled into Damon's arms. He then asked what was at the forefront of his mind. "How long can we stay? You've already had some close calls, and now there will be six of us."

"Two months, one week, and four days."

"That's specific. What happens then?"

"School gets out. Rick will have finished his contract as a teacher, and Caroline will get as long as possible to have sex with her teacher."

"You'll be alright until then?"

She shrugged, "If not, we can always leave earlier. Caroline and I can clash, but she's an amazing friend. I want this for her."

"Then where do we go?"

"Anywhere."

Damon zipped them upstairs. The first place he wanted to go was to bed with her.

The End

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