Demon Girl (Completed)

✾Chapter Nineteen ✾

It was like inevitable gravitation between the sun and earth. This kiss was meant to happen. Because it was her and it was him and they had come some long way together.

When his lips touched hers, he had thought she might pull away, shout or scream. But then the second they made contact a strange feeling coursed through his body.

It wasn't electricity, it was like warmth. It seeped through him, under his skin and around his body. He wondered if it was part of her magic or if that was just her being with no magic involved.

Damon didn't kiss her with sexual hunger; it wasn't the only way he craved her. No. Damon felt the burning desire in his chest to possess her, to have her: body, soul, and mind.

She had been kissed before, not many times, but she had been kissed. He felt different, everything was different at that moment. Her body moved on its own and her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer to her body while their lips molded into each other and moving in perfect sync.

One of Damon's arm held tightly into her waist and the other held onto her cheek. He pulled her closer, trying to get more of that warmth and heat.

He was in shock when he felt her bite his lower lip and pulling at the hairs on his nape. It was extremely surprising, but it was a surprise that he more than welcomed.

Her nails scratched slightly as she tilted her head to the side to give him more access to her mouth. They were both exploring an uncharted territory with each other, and usually Damon wouldn't worry about his partner's reaction because he knew he was a great kisser. However, Damon worried if he went too far she'd pull away. He had to be careful with her.

He didn't know what too far was for her.

He didn't want her to pull away.

There was one thing Damon wanted more than any other; he wanted to taste her: not the blood, he wanted to taste her mouth.

He let his tongue lick between her lips and Damon was elated when she parted her lips for him. His hands found the lower part of her ass and he pulled her up. Daniella instantly wrapped her legs around his waist.

It made him happy that she was so receptive to his advances. She wanted him as much as he wanted her.

He was walking while carrying her, not separating their lips from each other. Damon put her body gently on the couch and pulled away from her lips to stare at her eyes.

She had her eyes closed, but when Damon pulled away her eyes opened on their own staring at him with a dazed look. Her swollen lips called to be ravished, and Damon couldn't help the unnecessary breath he took after biting his lips to stop himself from diving into her mouth.

He was waiting for a confirmation, any sort of indication that she wanted this as much as he did.

Therefore, when she licked her lower lip and supported her weight on her elbows to raise her body from the couch to move closer to his, Damon met her half way and let their lips brush by each other.

They were almost touching, only a breath away.

"You know..." Daniella's eyes darted from his electric blue eyes down to his lips then back to his eyes. She nibbled on her lower lip, "You should kiss me"

Damon smirked, in a very un-Damon like attitude. A smirk that wasn't full of arrogance, but one with pride and maybe even happiness.

"Oh my God!"

Elena's voice bellowed through the room and Daniella instantly pulled away from Damon.

In situations like these, Damon would have either pulled away from the girl too quickly for her to even noticed. Or he would have rubbed it on Elena's face to antagonize her.