Fifty Shades Of Dark - Damon Salvatore

by KHLYUSTOV, DMITRY

  This sort of anger that radiated off him was new. She had seen him angry, but never this side of rage from him. He was a man of many emotions and many faces. One moment he was seductive and lustful, while the next he was dark and distorted. It was like anything could set him off. Her poor judgment clearly had crossed the line with him.

  "Look." Elena slowly began her explanation, however Damon was too caught up in his own fury to even notice she was trying to reason.

  "No, you look!" Damon was beyond serious as every muscle tightened in his face. "Look at what you did and promise me you will never do something so radical like this again or so help me God Elena I will show what real pain feels like."

  What real pain feels like? Elena's mind crept around his threat. What did it mean? Would he show her the kind of pain that would come from a vampire or was he referring to the bedroom? Her skin tingled at the thought.

  "Promise me." He yelled as his body now was hovering over hers.

  "Can I speak?" She asked raising her eyebrow and feeling daring with his current attitude. The reaction she received was more blood boiling to his face, but he took a step back and gritted his teeth together.

  "I would really like a response first. A 'yes' specifically." Damon's voice was no longer reaching its maximum volume. He had turned it down, but the anger was still present.

  "I would really like if you gave me a moment to breathe and explain myself before you jump to conclusions Mr. Salvatore." Elena hissed.

  His lips quivered for a split second into a smile and she felt herself easy. "Are you challenging my request Miss Gilbert? You know I would really appreciate a 'yes' so I could feel better about this whole thing." He tilted his head down letting his icy blue eyes linger upon her.

  "Yes. Are you happy?" She replied still holding the towel firmly over her cut.

  "Yes, now please go ahead and explain." Damon said calmly and leaned against the counter looking amused with the situation instead of upset.

  Elena felt her mouth go dry as she squeezed her finger from the stinging pain that was gradually fading. She had to tell him her honest thought on the whole situation that involved the spilling of her blood. However, now as she began to speak she was shaking and nervous. She didn't want to give in to him just yet. This process of going down the dark path with Damon would have to be tiny steps along with tiny increments of her blood being drawn. There was no way she was going to be able to take this storm on in full force.

  "For one," Elena stuttered trying to find her confidence. She closed her eyes tight letting the fear of the situation sink in and as she reopened them she let it disappear. "I wasn't trying to hurt myself or worse. I wanted to know what, my blood would taste like."

  "I'm sorry, but that doesn't make any sense to me." Damon said shaking his head. "But please continue."

  "I've been thinking." Here goes nothing. She was going to spill everything to him. "I'm terrified to let you bite me, to let you taste me. At the same time it kills me to see you have to fight the urge anytime you're around me. I want to be able to give that part of myself to you. I know this would probably sound insane to anyone else, but I want to try."

  Letting herself pause for a moment to steady her racing heartbeat, which she knew was causing Damon's adrenaline to spike like crazy so she took in a few deep breaths and continued. "I want to at least try. I can't imagine not having you around anymore. I don't want to. And I know, as you've told me and from the contract that you're never going to give me what I want, but I'm willing to try." A small giggle escaped her.

  "Sorry, I keep saying try so much." She blushed.

  "Damn it, Elena." Damon hissed, but there was lust in his eyes and he was suddenly next to her. "You have no idea how happy that makes me to know you want to try. I know this isn't going to be one hundred percent painless, but I promise it will get better."

  "I trust you." She whispered.

  A blank slate covered his eyes and it wiped away his current emotion. "Not many people do, at least outside the business realm. Honestly, I don't know if you should. I don't know if I can trust myself."

  "Why do you doubt yourself like that?" Elena asked removing the towel from her finger.

  The blood was still oozing a little and Damon's eyes shot down to her cut. He grasped her wrist lightly and drew it up toward his mouth. Elena watched him with amazement as he carefully examined it and looked to her for what she knew was questioning permission to taste. She nodded her head to tell him it was his first free taste of her.

  Sliding her index finger into his mouth, she felt the suction of his cheeks and the eternal bliss sweep across his face. There was no sign of vampire transformation yet, but she shook as his tongue swirled around and he seemed pleased with what she had to offer.

  "Delicious." He moaned removing her finger from her mouth and letting her arm drop to her side. "Miss Gilbert, you taste of sweetness."

  "I do?" Elena was now becoming aroused with his pleasure from her and she quickly spat out her next statement. "I want to give you more."

  Elena pushed up the sleeve of her shirt and turned over her arm to reveal the unwounded skin of her wrist. His eyes danced with excitement as he ran his thumb across her smooth silk skin, but he pushed it away.

  "You said you wanted to try? Baby steps?" His voice was like velvet. It was charming again and she was melting fast. Elena nodded her head again. "Well, then I think that was the first step. I don't want to push things to fast."

  "But I want you to have more." She said feeling turned down.

  "And I want more, but with time Miss Gilbert." He replied pushing her hair off her face.

  She was growing weak in the knees. Her mind replayed him sucking on her finger and how good it felt. The sensual feeling of his tongue licking up every last bit of her blood from her finger. Why was this turning her on so much?

  "You know Mr. Salvatore you really should learn how to knock." Elena playfully spoke and watched as he flicked on seductive Damon, her favorite.

  "You invited me in Miss Gilbert. I assume I was obliged to stop whenever I wanted. I do hope you don't mind?" He returned the playfulness.

  "I don't, but I don't live alone." She reminded him. "We can't be scaring Caroline. She actually isn't quite fond of you. She thinks your going to break my heart."

  "No promises. However, I think the only heartbreaker here is you." Damon smiled slyly.

  "Me?" Elena arched back and touched her chest. "I've never broken a single heart for your information Mr. Salvatore and nor do I plan on breaking yours."

  She dropped her lighthearted tone and grabbed his hand delicately. "I'm not going anywhere."

  "So you've signed the contract?" He cocked his eyebrow and looked curious.

  "Not yet, but lets save that for another time." Her voice lingered back to playful.

  Damon pushed his body up against hers and a dark thought swept across his mind. Elena wanted him intensively as the smile on his face grew bigger. "All this talk about breaking hearts and what not gave me an idea. Why don't we break in your bed?"

  Her heart jumped nearly out of her chest and Elena felt herself growing damp between the legs. In this moment, she wanted him more than ever. It was a wonder to see him twist and turn from emotion to emotion like this, but right now she didn't care. Her mind was lost only in one thought, sex.

  "As long as we don't literally break it." She giggled girlishly.

  "I like it rough Miss Gilbert," Damon whispered in her ear. "So I'll try my best not to."

  As his breath skimmed her ear, she found herself being rushed up the stairs and being thrown on to her bed. Looking up, Damon stood in the doorway and she knew what was about to happen next.

  Chapter 26: Two Way Street

  Effortlessly closing the door behind himself, Damon didn't miss a beat as he locked the door securing themselves from the outside world. His eyes never left hers as she panted on the bed awaiting his arrival to join her. She undressed him with her own stare as he cautiously app
roached the bed. As he reached the edge, Elena held her breath.

  "Breathe, Elena." He insisted and she parted her lips to let the gasp of air she was holding in out.

  "You know we really shouldn't be doing this," Damon cocked his head to the side. "After all you haven't signed the contract yet."

  "That didn't stop you before Mr. Salvatore." She wickedly smiled.

  A blaze rose in his blue eyes and his chest heaved. "Well observation Miss Gilbert. I guess we can forget the agreement one last time, but after this no more fun for you. I seriously need you to consider the contract. I have it for obvious reasons."

  "Are we seriously doing this right now? Let's break the rules and break in my bed already." Elena pleaded.

  Fire danced in his eyes at the mention of breaking in her bed. He reacted like any aroused man within the presence of an attractive girl, but there was something so young inside of him that shined through as he leaned down placing his palms down on either side of her. They sunk in leaving impressions into the mattress and Elena wanted him closer.

  "Do you want to have some fun Miss Gilbert?" He asked playfully.

  "I just want you Mr. Salvatore." She stated eagerly awaiting for his lips to be upon hers.

  "Patience my dear. I say lets have some fun." Damon arched his back up and he stood again hovering over her. His eyes scanned the room and he bent down to pick something on. Curiosity struck her as he returned with one of her brown belts. Was he going to hit her behind with a belt this time instead of his palm? The thought of pain from it was not arousing at all and she began to retreat.

  Noticing her undesired reaction, Damon quickly turned of his boyish charm and became sweet. "This is for restraints, not for whipping. If you're wondering, which I know you are Miss Gilbert, the pain is excruciating, but amazing. With time maybe we could explore that sort of pain…that is if you sign the contract."

  "Mr. Salvatore, I'm going to make you sign a contract to not mention another word of your Salvatore Non-Disclosure Agreement until you have thoroughly had your way with me." Elena grinned witnessing the surprise in his face.

  "Sassy today." He hissed and returned to his former position of either palm on each side of her. "I like it and I will sign that contract because I plan to thoroughly fuck the shit out of you."

  A thousand butterflies escaped fluttering around her stomach at his words. Elena wanted to jump his bones at this very instance, but she knew better than that. Damon had his ways. He had his control and he was set on it.

  "Give me your hands." He asked and she lifted them pressing them together.

  The leather of belt rubbed her wrists as he tied it firmly so they were interlocked. She wriggled her hands approving his work. Damon directed them back behind her head and grabbed the back of her thighs pulling her closer to him. His fingers caressed the top of her jeans and fused with the button. Knowing that he probably just wanted to rip her clothes off, Elena bit her lips watching him concentrate on teasing her with his every move. He slowly unbuttoned her pants and dragged the zipper down releasing the constriction of her jeans. Damon yanked them off her legs in one swift motion leaving her in her shirt and panties.

  "Miss Gilbert, my looks of it I would say someone is ready." He examined her and rubbed the fabric of her underwear. "Not yet though."

  Scooping his arm under her waist, he drew her up and departed her with her shirt and bra. He pushed her back down on the bed and separated her legs. His lips started at her lower stomach and worked their way up. With each soft kiss it became more urgent and as he reached the valley between her breasts he cupped each one massaging them with care. Elena arched her back up and Damon pushed her back down. She half expected that.

  Damon slid his bottom lip all the way up under her chin until he reached her lips. Boy did he taste good. She lost herself in him the moment their lips met. Furiously attacking one another, Damon held down her arms above her head while the other held her hips down to keep them from rising.

  His knee parted her legs farther apart and he pushed it upon her sex creating the sensation she craved from him. He smiled on her lips at her reaction and did it again. "What am I going to do with you Miss Gilbert?"

  No response came from her except a moan and Damon moved back down her body. This time he stripped her of her underwear leaving her exposed for him. Still fully dressed, he rubbed her clit slowly teasing her with every circular motion. Her eyes were going to roll into the back of her head from the pleasure he was creating. Adding to the fun, he inserted two of his fingers slowly matching the rubbing. If he wasn't careful she was going to release before he so desired her too.

  The sensation suddenly stopped. Elena opened her eyes and stared at him. He smirked and stood up unzipping his pants. Yes! It was time to finally get it on.

  "Sit up." He demanded and she did it without hesitation. "Kneel here."

  Confused, Elena rolled off the bed and kneeled down where Damon had pointed. She was eye level with his waist. Her eyes darted up to him knowing what was being asked of her. Nerves set in and Elena felt embarrassed. She had never performed oral on anyone before and Damon being her first she wished she was more experienced.

  "I want you taste me." He said in soothing tone.

  Damon dropped his hands letting himself spring to life right before her eyes. Not being able to take hold of him or feel him, she grew antsy. With the help of his hand on the back of her head while the other held his erection Elena felt her lips press up against his erection. She felt stupid. He wasn't going to be impressed by her skills in this department and she knew it, but she had to give it a try. Slowly opening her mouth more she engulfed him as much as she could without gagging. He did taste good as tiny drops fell upon her tongue. Elena began to suck moving her head back and forth in a progressive motion. There was no sound from Damon and she quickly began to think that he was not feeling anything from her. She removed her mouth off him and blushed.

  "Don't stop." He grunted pushing her back on to him helping guide her head with the motions.

  Once silent, he was now moaning with pleasure and she grew daring. Elena slid him into her mouth further and further hearing him gasp. She wanted to look up at him to see the pleasure on his face, but it was difficult to do so. "Okay, that's enough."

  No! Elena didn't want to stop. She wanted to taste him like he had mentioned before. Not letting him control this moment she forced her mouth on him faster and sucking harder. This time she used her tongue swirling around the tip. Damon's fingers gripped her hair, as she knew he was reaching his peak. She wanted him to release. She wanted to taste him and sure enough she did. A small whimper came from Damon as she felt him explode in her mouth. It was definitely something she had never tasted before and not knowing what else to do she swallowed. As she looked up at him, Damon looked surprised by her action as well. Their stare didn't last long as he picked her up and turned her around. He pushed her down on the bed leaving her to lie on her stomach. Picking up her hips, he slowly entered her and groaned even more.

  "I want to hear you scream Elena." He demanded of her again.

  She knew she would have no problem with that.

  Each motion of in and out was long awaited. It was slow letting her feel him entirely for once. How he had it in him to go a second round she didn't know? He was clearly a sex addict.

  The pace quickened with time and soon Elena's cheek was smashed against her bed. Her fingers curled together wanting to desperately grasp for something, but she couldn't. The friction of his body slamming into hers was about to send her over the edge at any minute and Damon was calling out for her to come. Elena felt her body tense and every muscle in her body froze. It was here and she couldn't help but scream. It shook her whole body and she gasped, "Damon" as she finally reached the end. As her body calmed, Damon twitched inside of her letting himself pour out again. He moaned like before screaming, "fuck" and "Elena" with his release. It was hot and sort of sweet to hear him call of her name during sex. She wondered if h
e did the same with his other women.

  Reaching to undo the belt, Elena felt relief that her hands were free and she rolled over. Damon sat on her bed pleased with himself and she sat up smiling. "Now that we are both thoroughly spent, we have a serious discussion to be had."

  "You really know how to ruin a moment, don't you?" She shook her head.

  "What would you rather do?" He raised his eyebrow questioning a possible round two. She was in no shape for another round just yet.

  "Why can't we just lay next to one another soaking in the moment? Rest maybe." Elena innocently answered him hoping he would accept the idea.

  "Elena," he began and she knew she was headed for disappointment. "You know I don't do the cuddle thing after sex. I'm not the type."

  "Well, to be honest this is a two way street Mr. Salvatore." Elena felt her daring side come through again and she let her thoughts spill. "I think you owe me a mindless few minutes of lying in bed next to one another considering I let you restrain me."