Chapter 4, "Out of My Mind"

"Again," Said Elijah. He and Elena had been training for hours in the compound. All the training sessions with Alaric gave her a good background, but somehow the original vampire always seemed to win her over with ease. The days before, they had gotten to the compound with their things, with Elijah making sure they'd share his room. Though they did make out several times, they haven't done it yet, and all this close contact and pent-up energy was honestly driving Elena crazy.

After curling her hair that morning, they went to the first floor to train, and Elena went in heels because even Katherine Pierce would fight in heels. Elijah had slipped off his suit jacket and tie. Grabbing him off guard was not easy, but since she was pretending to be Katherine, her doppelganger would surely use her seductive skills to win a fight with anyone.

Elijah grabbed her waist and pinned her to the ground with his body, while his other hand wrapped itself around her neck.

"My lovely Elena, you need to incapacitate me, and you haven't done that in the two hours we've been here," He said, looking at her. She just smiled and said,

"I just got you where I wanted you." And with that, she wrapped both of her legs around his waist, bringing him completely against her.

Elijah almost lost his ability to speak normally.

"It's not fair, my dear." He leaned down to kiss her, and it was at that moment that she put her hand inside his chest, touching his heart. He felt her hand around his beating heart.

He looked at her, smiling.

"I learned from the best," She said, removing her hand and watching his skin heal.

Elijah shook his head. Elena brought the hand that had touched his heart, licking the blood from the vampire.

That was it for Elijah.

Driving her hand away, he kissed her with a passion, not caring if they could be caught at any second. He locked her legs around his body and took her to their room, throwing her on the bed.

Kissing her body, he looked at her for permission. She just looked at him, smiling, and nodded her head.

"I need you to use words, my love."

"Yes, Elijah"

He took her shirt off, appreciating her silky bra.

"So beautiful, like you were made by Aphrodite herself," She might be physically like Katherine, but it was completely different when it came to how she liked to be pleased.

Elijah begins to caress her body in a way that sets her ablaze. With every stroke of his hand, he evokes moans of pleasure from deep within her. He explores every inch of her, worshiping her body with a devotion that transcends time.

Using his lips and tongue, he explores her neck, trailing kisses down to her collarbone. As he tastes her, Elena arches her back, surrendering herself to the sensations. He moves lower, leaving a trail of fiery kisses along her breasts, eliciting gasps of pleasure.

With his expert touch, he moves between her thighs, eagerly exploring her most intimate desires. His fingers dance across her sensitive skin, igniting a storm of ecstasy within her. Elena surrenders herself completely to the tantalizing rhythm of his touch.

Elijah's dedication to pleasuring her leaves her breathless as they surrender to the intoxicating power of their desires.

Elena woke up a few hours later with Elijah's arm wrapped around her. She turned around, looking at him. He was smiling with his eyes closed.

"Hi," She said.

"Hello, my lovely Elena." He pecked her lips.

"No one has ever worshiped me like you have."

"That's because they didn't deserve you, my dear."

"I'm starting to realize that now," She said. "I wish we could stay like this forever."

"Me too, my dear. When this is all over, I'll take you to see the world. Paris, London, Milan, you name it, we'll go."

Elena just smiles and kisses him.

They'd stay on the bed all day if their room hadn't started shaking all of a sudden. Elijah holds Elena's body against his to protect her.

"Davina!" They hear Klaus's scream. Elena immediately gets up from the bed, putting on her underwear and bra, Elijah's button-up shirt, and her jeans.

"We're sharing clothes now?" Asked Elijah, getting up from the bed and picking up another set of clothes to wear.

"I believe we are," Elena said, kissing him briefly. After they were done with their clothes and Elena put up her heels, they went after the noise on the ground floor.

"Don't come any closer!" Warned Davina, conjuring a circle of fire around her.

"Davina, it's okay!" Said Elena.

"Katherine! Klaus wants me to move here!" Davina said.

"Davina, you can stay in my room. I'm staying with Elijah, in his!"

"I won't be able to leave; I'll just be someone else's prisoner!"

"That's not true. Davina, Agnes is dead. You know you can trust me. The witches won't come anywhere near you."

Davina looked at Elena.

"You promise?"

"I promise"

Davina took down the circle of fire and went to hug Elena, who took her to her room.

"I'll tell Josh to bring over your art material." Said Elena.

"Thank you, Kath," Davina said, sitting on the bed. "So I take it you and Elijah are on good terms?" She said this, noticing the shirt Elena was wearing.

"We are; I think I'm falling for him, Davina," Elena said.

"He taught me how to do a spell. He seems really nice, and it seems like he treats you like you deserve to be treated."

"He is more than nice; he worships me. I'm pretty sure if I asked him to kiss the ground I walk on, he would."

"You can see it in his eyes that he loves you. I'm happy for you, Katherine."

"Thank you, Davina," Elena said, sitting down next to her. "Are you excited about going to the festival?"

"I am! I miss going out, and I really want to see a boy I really like, Tim. He's going to play at the festival; he's a violinist."

"I'm going to make sure we'll be in the first row to see him, and who knows, maybe you'll get to see him later," Elena said, smiling.

"Really?" Davina said, lighting up.

"Of course you deserve it!"

It was the night of the festival. Elena had chosen a red lace blouse with tight black jeans and black boots. She was finishing curling her hair in the room in front of the full-length mirror. Elijah slowly moved his hands to Elena's waist, standing behind her. Before he even began to touch her, he looked into her eyes and asked silently: She nodded and kissed him.

His thumb brushed around her stomach before dipping inward to her nerther region. She gasped slightly as his fingers teased her before hooking around her pants, tugging them slowly away from her body. With that, he could feel her warmth. He explored it with his fingers, lightly caressing her soft skin and playing with her, making her moan with delight. As he continued, he moved his own hips into hers, and she instinctively moved them closer. His hands moved to her clitoral area, lightly circling and teasing it before pushing deep into her. He moved it in and out, pleasuring her.

Elena hadn't expected Elijah's gentle caresses on her skin. As he looped his finger around her clitoris and began to rub in circles, she let out a moan, her chest heaving as her breath hitched. His fingers were like velvet—smooth and incredibly sensual. The friction against her was delivering tingles of pleasure to every nerve in her body. His touch was delicate and gentle, but he was relentless—one finger, then two, making circles around her nub, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her, her head spinning. She could feel his presence and the warmth of his touch. His fingers went faster and faster as he intensified his touch, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of bliss.

Elijah's fingers were caressing her inner walls and sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. He moved slowly and deliberately, taking care to gently flutter his fingertips against her sensitive spots. Elena could feel her body quivering with pleasure with each and every touch he made. As he slowly increased the pressure and speed of his fingers, Elena felt her climax slowly building up inside of her. Her breathing grew faster and faster, her heart pounding in her chest. She let out a loud moan as a sudden explosion of euphoric sensations surged through her body, and she felt herself reaching the pinnacle of pleasure. She clung to Elijah, unable to even think about letting go of him. Elena couldn't believe it—for the first time in her life, Elijah had made her cum with just his fingers inside of her, and it had been the most mind-blowing experience she'd ever had.

"You did so good, my lovely Elena." He said this, kissing her neck. Elena was still trying to catch her breath. She didn't even know how he was able to do these things to her, but they were so much better than her previous boyfriend's.

"Oh, Elijah," She said, kissing him deeply. She was really falling hard for him, no matter what.

At the festival, Elena had changed from tight jeans to a skirt since Elijah had ruined her pair of pants. Davina and Elena were watching the festival when a blonde woman showed up.

"Hey, Davina!" The blonde said

"Hi Cami, this is Katherine," Davina said, introducing the human and the vampire.

Elena recognized her. Cami was the human that Klaus had compelled to write down his thoughts instead of writing them himself, but she'd forget the moment she left the compound. She even knew that Katherine was actually Elena.

"Hi Katherine!" Said Cami,

"Hi Cami," Said Elena. "It seems like Tim will perform now."

A young boy walked on stage and started to play his violin, and he was obviously gifted. Elena looked up from where they were. Elijah had stayed on the compound, and he was on the balcony, looking at her. She smiled at him, and he reciprocated the gesture.

Hours later, Elena brought Tim and Davina to the compound so they could catch up.

"You genuinely care for her," Said Elijah, behind Elena. She was on the second floor, looking down on them while they talked.

"She reminds me of Jeremy," Elena said, some tears falling from her face.

Elijah turned her to face him and cleaned her tears with his thumb.

"I'm really sorry about your brother, my love," He said, hugging her. "I'm really sorry about what Katherine did."

"It's not your fault," She said, laying her face on his chest.

"I'm always going to be here for you, Elena, no matter what." Elena knew that was a promise.

Hours later, in the kitchen, Elena finds Hayley, who is nervously drinking a cup of tea.

"What's wrong, Hayley?" She asked.

"I think I made a mistake, Elena; you need to help me," She said.

What is it is?"Elena asked, sitting down next to her.

"Sophie called me earlier today, telling me she could undo the curse Marcel put on the wolves, but she needed power. She said she needed to consecrate the remains of an ancestor, and she also said that witch was once with Elijah, and her name was Celeste."

Elena thought of the woman I saw in his hallucination.

"So I went through his diaries and found the place she was buried and told Sophie, but you can't tell him."

"Hayley, I can't keep this from him," Said Elena. "We shared blood; we are linked. He's going to know if I keep it from him. But it's okay. I'll talk to him. I'm sure he'll understand."

Elijah called her Elena from Davina's room. Before going to the festival, the witch had spent the day drawing. Elijah assembled her drawing. It was Celeste's face.

"What does it mean?" Elena asked, getting inside the room.

"The witches want to consecrate her remains, but they don't know where I buried her."

"Elijah, Sophie asked Hayley to find out where she was buried. If Hayley found out, she'd lift the curse Marcel put on wolves. She did that for her family, Elijah."

Elijah looked up and then back at Elena.

"If they want to consecrate the remains, it means they want to follow with the harvest, but they have no ancestor to guide them."

"Wait, what does that mean?"

"It means they'll have to kill Davina."