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This is the last chapter. I put it and the epilogue together so there is a flash forward several years.

Elena made no attempt to stop the moans and breathy sighs. His touch was both familiar and new.

This was hardly the first shower they had shared, but it was the first in her apartment. Elena quickly came to realize that her shower was not conducive to their joint activities. It was smaller than his; her foot slipped after she hooked one of her legs around his waist.

"I think I prefer your shower," she giggled.

"It's not as dangerous," he chuckled. He braced one of his hands on the shower wall; his fingers dug into her hip to keep her from falling.

Her lips roamed his throat and jaw and drew a groan. She rocked her hips forward and felt his erection graze her wet folds.

"Elena," he growled. Her delicate fingers closed around his shaft and pumped. Bracing his feet he reached behind him and shut off the flow of water.

A shiver raced down her spine when the heat receded. Goosebumps raised on her wet skin.

"What happened to shower sex?" She pouted when he pulled aside the curtain.

"Shower sex was becoming hazardous."

Elena squealed when he picked her up. Her thighs tightened around his waist. She moaned when he drew her nipple into his mouth and his fingers kneaded her firm cheeks. She slid down his body slightly and met his lips in a searing kiss that sent a pang of desire straight to her abdomen; it wasn't just water dripping onto the floor.

Elijah spun slowly and broke contact with her lips. He groaned when she reached between their bodies and squeezed him while sucking on his neck. Walking back into her bedroom he laid her down on the bed and slid into her slick heat.

Elena groaned when her phone chirped repeatedly.

"Don't people know you're being pleasured within an inch of your life?" Elijah snagged her waist when she reached for her phone. "It's very rude to interrupt such activities."

Elena giggled. His breath fanned over her neck and raised goosebumps on her skin.

"I'm fairly certain it's not common knowledge," she sat up to read the e-mail. She swore loudly and jumped from the bed.

Elijah tilted his head and ran his eyes over her naked frame. "Where exactly do you think you're going?"

"Laptop," she slid into her housecoat and sprinted into the living room. She returned a few minutes later with the computer under her arm. She plopped back down on the bed and felt his arm settle around her shoulders.

"Are you bored of me already, darling?" He kissed her cheek.

"Never," she swore. "That was a message from my editor… I forgot to send in the last few chapters last night."

"I'm sorry," he grinned, "I distracted you."

"It was a very pleasant distraction," Elena snuggled into his side. She clicked a few buttons and sent off the pages she had completed.

"Am I going to get to read this book of yours?" His fingers trailed through her dark hair.

"Sure," she smirked, "it comes out in February."

"I don't get a sneak peek?" He reached with his free hand for the laptop.

"I'll have you know that this manuscript has been kept under lock and key for months," she slammed the lid closed and lowered the computer to the floor.

"Could you be persuaded?"

"You'd have to make a very good offer," Elena murmured when he kissed her.

"How about a chapter for every orgasm? I'm certain I could earn most of the book by the end of the day," he pulled the ties around her waist so the gown fell open.

"There are thirty-two chapters Elijah," she chewed her lip and spread her thighs for his fingers, "that seems a little ambitious."

"I'm an ambitious man, Elena," he slid two fingers into her dripping centre.

"Seems like agreeable terms," her eyes slid shut when he kissed her; his tongue mimicked the thrusting of his fingers.

Several hours later found Elijah on the couch.

Elena looked up from where she was cleaning the dishes from a late lunch to find him leaning towards her computer. His eyes were glued to the screen as he read through the chapters he had earned in her bedroom.

"Have you finished yet?" She dried her hands on a towel and sat beside him on the couch. Her eyes widened when she read a sentence from the page. "Hey," she caught his hand before he could scroll, "That's from chapter six."

"It is," he blinked at the screen. "You must be mistaken."

"I think I'd know better than most where certain lines of dialogue occur," she pushed the computer closed, "and that bit is in chapter six. You only earned the first five…"

Her voice which had been full of mock indignation trailed off when he pulled her into his lap and trailed his lips down her throat.

"I'll just have to earn the next chapter," his hands slid under his t-shirt and caressed her back. "It really was an accident, darling," he leaned back and met her eyes, "I got caught up in the story."

"It's not that good," she shook her head. A flush spread over her cheeks.

"It is," he insisted. "It picked up around the middle of the second page, and I am very eager to read the rest."

"Well," she threaded her fingers through his hair, "you may have to earn it in installments."

"Don't think you could go another round, love?" He slowly trailed kisses along her cheek to her ear. He worked the shirt over her head.

"Oh I can," she nibbled on his ear. "I'm worried about you… this would be three rounds since waking up."

"With more than enough time in between," he drew her lips back to his and swallowed the tiny moans. He spun her around and slid from the couch to kneel in front of her.

Elena grasped the backs of her thighs when he bent her knees and held her own legs open for him. Her teeth sank into her lip. She met his mischievous gaze and held her breath when his tongue darted out to tease her folds.

He lapped at the juices gathered between her lips and sucked on her clit. He wrapped an arm around her left leg and used his thumb to manipulate the sensitive bundle of nerves while his tongue slid in and out of her leaking pussy.

She wanted to hold back and really make him work for that next chapter, but he knew exactly what would make her body come apart at the seams. She squeezed her eyes shut and held her thighs hard enough to leave bruises.

"Are you actively trying not to cum?" Elijah whispered hotly.

"You want that chapter you'll have to work for it," Elena's voice came in tiny pants. It was growing difficult to keep herself together.

"I fully intend to," he murmured. He renewed his efforts and moaned at the sweet taste. His tongue plunged into her dripping centre and massaged her inner walls.

"Oh… fuck…" Elena could do little more than whimper. The heat coiled tightly ready to spring free at any given moment.

Elijah pressed firmly against her clit with his thumb. Glancing up he saw her eyes had shut tightly. He brought his other hand up and pushed his middle finger through her anal ring.

"F-El-Elijah!" Stars exploded behind her eyes. White noise filled her ears. Her hands released her legs and threaded her fingers through her own hair.

Elijah was too preoccupied bringing her down from the high that he didn't hear the soft click of the door. It would have been difficult to do so over Elena's incoherent cries.

"I still can't believe you got us kicked out," Caroline snickered at the memory.

"You're the one who lit the candles, love," Nik caught her wrist and pulled her into his chest.

"I was feeling romantic," she smirked. "You're the one who kicked it over."

"I was excited," his eyes sparkled. "My beautiful girlfriend agreed to be my wife; I do apologize if I got a little too energetic."

"A little," Caroline gasped. "You set the hotel room on fire."

"It was just a small one," Nik kissed her forehead. He grabbed her bag from the car and followed her to the house.

"Just don't set my bedroom on fire," she poked his chest and unlocked the front door.

"I promise," he closed the door gently and dropped her bag. His hands splayed over her hips and walked her backwards into the living room. "Oh bloody hell," his eyes grew round when he saw the back of Elena's head on the couch.

Caroline spun on her heel and let out a small shriek.

Elena jolted up right. She grasped the grey t-shirt and held it to her flushed chest. A bright flush spread over her cheeks that had nothing to do with the pleasure she had just received.

"Caroline," she found herself unable to look away from her friend, "Nik…"

Elijah covered his mouth with his hand and slowly withdrew his finger. He heard a soft intake of breath when he pulled free.

"Wh…?" Caroline swallowed. Her eyes darted from Elena to Elijah between her legs; the shine on his chin betrayed what he had been doing.

"I thought you two were going away for the whole weekend," Elena stammered.

"Nik started a fire," Caroline glanced at her fiancé. "We got kicked out. How long has this been going on?"

"Umm…" Elena relaxed marginally when Elijah picked up the throw from the edge of the couch and wrapped it securely around her shoulders. "About six weeks."

"Six…" Caroline had seen the gentle way Elijah had covered her; she had seen the way Elena relaxed. She could see the look in her friend's chocolate eyes; this was not just sex.

"I knew I recognized that dress," Nik chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Caroline tipped her head to look at Nik.

"Last week Kol and I…

"Can we not bring that up?" Elijah came up to sit on the couch and drew Elena into his lap.

"Oh, Elijah," Nik grinned, "I'm never letting you forget it."

"I'm feeling a little out of the loop here," Caroline crossed her arms.

"Don't you dare, Nik," Elena glared.

"Leaving Elijah handcuffed to the bed is hardly more embarrassing than this, love," Nik chuckled. "At least you were hidden then."

4 Years Later

"Venti Iced Vanilla latte please," Elena tucked her hair behind her ear. She waved to the girl to keep the change and moved down to accept her drink.

She cursed when she saw the time. Securing her purse over her shoulder she darted from the coffee shop and hurried down the street. She knew she was beyond late when Rebekah glared at her around the many layers of silk and tulle.

"You couldn't even bring me a coffee?" She crossed her arms.

"Sorry," Elena smiled sheepishly, "the line was longer than anticipated." She sipped her iced coffee and ran her fingers over the cream coloured dress Rebekah held up for consideration. "You know… I always thought you'd design your own dress."

"And I always thought I'd get married before you," Rebekah quipped. "I never thought it would be my brother."

"We're going to have to find Elena someone to kiss at midnight," Rebekah giggled.

"Don't worry, sister," Nik's lips quirked up. "I think Elijah's got that covered."

"What do you mean?" Rebekah missed the glare Elena and Elijah sent at her golden haired brother.

"They've been seeing each other," he snickered. "Caroline and I caught them in the living room a few weeks ago. That was after Kol and I found Elijah handcuffed to his bed."

Rebekah choked on her drink and spun to take in the shell shocked expressions of her best friend and older brother.

"You're what?" Rebekah shrieked. Glass shattered as she knocked her drink from the table onto the floor.

"Thanks Nik," Elena muttered. She glared at the smirking man and grasped Elijah's hand under the table. Glitter clung to her hair from the New Year's decorations.

"When the bloody hell did you two start seeing each other?" Rebekah apologized quietly to the waitress.

Elena chewed on her bottom lip. She exhaled when he threaded his fingers through hers and squeezed gently; his thumb rubbed soothingly over her knuckles. She sensed some heads turning towards the enraged blond at their table.

"Do you remember the night you told me to call an ex?" Elena focused on her wine glass.

Rebekah's eyes widened. "That was nearly two months ago…" she trailed off before glaring at her brother. "Elijah when I said I was leaving her in your hands that was not what I meant."

"You weren't overly clear on that," Elijah smirked. He made a mental note to send a few childhood photographs to Caroline in the morning. "What else was I supposed to do? She told me not to set her up with anyone that night."

Elena twisted her wedding ring around her finger and watched Rebekah come out to model the dress. It was beautiful really; Rebekah was a vision in white silk.

"It's almost perfect," Rebekah mused. "I wanted to make my own dress…" she twisted so Elena could see the smooth back. "I've just been so swamped with the other plans and work."

"You could always make a few alterations," Elena stood and lifted the skirt. "You could bunch it up a bit," she motioned to her friend's waist, "and add a pop of colour."

"Maybe a sash," Caroline suggested, "or some embroidery…"

"I can see it…" Rebekah chewed her lip, "… I like it." Her eyes fell to the half-drunk cup in Elena's hand. "Is that decaf?"

Elena stepped back so she could take a sip and shook her head with a small smirk. "I can have a little caffeine."

"Is that your first today?" Caroline raised her eyebrows.

"Today's been such a blur," Elena sighed. She picked up her phone when it chimed.

"Am I about to lose one of my bridesmaids?" Rebekah glanced at the incoming message.

"I'm sorry, Bekah," Elena apologized, "I do have an appointment today."

"That's alright. I think we found the dress anyway."

Elena tossed the disposable cup into the trash before hurrying around the corner. Her lips turned up in a grin when his hands settled on her waist. Her mouth was quickly covered with his in a soft kiss.

"Elena," he murmured when he pulled back.

"Elijah," she grinned.

"You're a tad late, darling," he brushed his lips over hers again, "and you taste like coffee."

"Rebekah had her appointment today," Elena took his hand and followed the nurse into the exam room, "and it was just the one cup."

"In addition to the one you had with breakfast," he frowned when she hopped up on the table.

"One extra cup won't hurt," Elena lifted her shirt and shivered when the gel hit her skin.

"I believe we had an agreement," he ignored the technician, "one small cup per day. If you had two today that means none tomorrow."

"I've got back to back meetings and a book signing tomorrow," Elena gasped. "I need coffee." She was about to suggest a compromise when the Rosa cleared her throat.

She turned the screen towards the couple with an amused smile. "If you two are ready here is your baby."

Elena felt tears threatening to spill when she saw the tiny profile.

Elijah tilted his head and smiled when she dropped onto the couch and placed a small box on the page he was reading.

"What is this?" He lifted his eyes to his wife.

Elena twisted so her legs were under her and rested her elbow on the back of the sofa. She rested her chin in her hand and smiled. A mischievous gleam entered her eyes.

"It's a birthday present."

"And here I thought you'd forgotten," he snickered.

"I could never forget your birthday," she feigned hurt.

She watched him remove the wrapping paper and lift the lid. Amusement turned her smile to a smirk. His eyes had narrowed in confusion.

"I might need a bit of an explanation here, darling," he tilted his head. "What is this?" He tilted the box and frowned when the light bounced off of the copper 'T'.

"That is my IUD," Elena tilted her head and covered her mouth with a few fingers. "I had it removed the other day." She giggled when she saw the realization enter his eyes. Elena had gotten the IUD shortly after they had officially gotten together as more reliable form of birth control.

"Seriously?"

Elena giggled at the boyish grin. She nodded and laughed when he tossed the box on the coffee table. Her laughter turned to a squeal when he pressed her back onto the couch and settled between her legs.

"We're doing this right now?" Elena murmured between kisses that were more smiles than anything else.

"Did you want to wait?" Elijah pulled back a bit to meet her eyes.

"No," Elena played with the hair at the back of his head. "I'd just like to," she arched her back and slid her free hand under her body, "move this book."

"Sorry," he pulled the hardcover from behind her back and dropped it on the floor. "I got a little excited."

"Well," Elena laughed, "now that I don't have leather digging in to my spine feel free to get overly excited again."

"Did you want to know about the sex?"

Elena drew in a deep breath and turned to look at Elijah. "I want to know, do you?"

"It would be nice not to refer to our child as 'it'," he lifted her hand and kissed her knuckles.

"Might have the added benefit of getting Kol to stop referring to it as our 'spawn'," she snickered, "and 'PIP'."

"PIP?" Rosa tilted her head and narrowed her eyes.

"Person in progress," Elijah snickered.

"That's a new one," Rosa laughed. "I've been doing this for nearly ten years and I've never heard that one."

"It's better than 'spawn'," Elena nodded. "What are we having Rosa?"

Rosa waved the wand around for a few seconds before stopping. "It's a boy."

"A boy?" Elena felt fresh tears and laughed when Elijah wiped them away. "We're a having a boy."

"I heard."

Elena shook with a small laugh. She kissed him and wiped away his own tear.

"He's only got one head right?" Elijah turned back to Rosa.

"Elijah," Elena slapped his chest playfully.

"Well with the amount of caffeine you're drinking it's not an unreasonable question."

"He's only got the one head," Rosa chuckled. She passed them a couple of pictures. "Take these and you can remind yourself of that the next time she has a cup of coffee."

Elena tiptoed around the kitchen. She was reaching into the cupboard for a mug when strong arms settled on either side of her body on the counter.

"Good morning," she pouted when he placed the mug back in the cupboard.

"Morning," he rasped. It was clear by his voice that he had just woken up.

"I'm going to need a cup for my coffee." Elena spun slowly and tipped her head back.

"Not today, darling," he ran a knuckle over her cheek. "You had far too much yesterday."

A small smirk lifted the edges of her lips. "Fine," her fingers ghosted over his chest, "but I'll need something to help me wake up."

"Breakfast?" Elijah threaded his fingers through her messy hair.

"I had something else in mind," she trailed her lips down the column of his throat. She left wet kisses down his chest pausing to bite and suck here and there in the places she knew drove him crazy.

She sank to her knees and pulled down his pajamas. Wetting her lips she drew his cock into her warm mouth.

He moaned when she hollowed her cheeks and sucked.

She looked up and met his dark eyes while bobbing her head back and forth. Pulling back until just the head was in her mouth she swirled her tongue around the tip and slid forward until he hit the back of her throat.

"You are in quite the mood this morning," Elijah held her hair and guided her down further. He growled when he was buried in her throat and pulled her back and forth so he was fucking her mouth. "Is this better than coffee? Hmm? You're very good at this, you know?"

Elena obviously couldn't answer with her mouth full. Instead she relaxed her throat and swallowed around his cock.

"That's it, love," his grip on her hair loosened, "take it down your throat…. Fuck… if you keep this up I won't last much longer."

Her eyes danced with amusement. She redoubled her efforts and brought her hand up to play with his balls.

Elijah narrowed his eyes and pulled his slick cock from her mouth. He helped her back to her feet.

"Hey," she pouted. Her frown turned to a grin when he pulled her camisole over her head. She stepped out of her shorts and panties as he backed her up and sat her on the kitchen table.

He grasped the back of her neck and met her lips in a searing kiss. He sucked on her bottom lip and scraped his teeth over the swollen petal before licking and nipping his way down her chest. He paused on his descent to place a loving kiss over the swell of her stomach.

"I'm going to need you a little lower," she leaned back on one hand and gasped when his tongue slid between her wet folds without warning.

He lapped at her dripping cunt. He parted her lips with his fingers and flicked her clit with his tongue before meeting her lust filled eyes and fucking her with his tongue.

Elena bit down on her lip and gasped as her body dissolved in a fit of pleasure.

"Already?" Elijah arched an eyebrow after swallowing the cum that had flooded his mouth.

"It's the baby hormones," she shrugged.

"Damn," he slid his hands up her sides, "I thought you were going to tell me I was just that good."

"You're ego doesn't need the boost," she moaned.

His fingers tweaked her nipples. He licked and bit her neck and slid his slick cock into her wet sheath. His hips rocked back and forth slowly.

Elena raked her nails through his hair and down his back. She knew by the look in his eyes that he was torturing her on purpose with the gentle rolls of his hips.

"Elijah, faster please," she whispered.

"But darling…" he nibbled on her ear. "… teasing you is so much more fun."

"How about a deal?" She moaned. In spite of her earlier orgasm she was desperate to cum again.

"Are you really in a position to be making offers right now?" Elijah pulled out until just the tip of his cock was in her and slowly slid back in.

"I'm going to anyway," she wrapped her legs around his waist to hold him closer.

"I'm listening," he groaned when she tightened her vaginal muscles.

"Lay me down on this table," she leaned back, "and fuck me hard and fast."

"That sounds more like a demand, darling," he grasped her hips. His fingers dug into her skin gently.

"You didn't let me finish," she mock glared.

"Terribly sorry," he heard her moan when he was completely buried in her body and his pelvis bumped into her clit. "Please continue…"

"As I was saying," she knew her authority was undercut by the breathlessness of her voice. "Fuck me now, and later tonight you can tie me to the bed and do anything you want to me."

"Anything?" He leaned forward and braced one hand on the table.

Elena had barely nodded before he hooked her knees over her elbows and drove into her at an increasingly fast pace. The shifting angle manipulated her g-spot. It was a matter of moments before the fire in her abdomen sent rippling trails of heat through her veins.

His hips stuttered and stilled as he spilled inside her.

"I'm definitely going to hold you to that," he pressed a chaste kiss to the corner of her lips.

"I should have used that for the coffee," she mused.

Elijah chuckled and helped her down from the table. "Go get dressed, Elena," he kissed her cheek. "I'll make breakfast."

"Put your pajamas pants back on," she picked up her clothes and stepped back into their bedroom, "cooking naked is hazardous."

Elena sat at the table and tucked into the eggs benedict. "I love you," she hummed around a mouthful.

"I love you, too," Elijah smiled. "Wait… were you talking to me or the food?"

Elena's eyes grew round as she turned to look at him. "Would it be bad if I said both?"

Elijah laughed. He shook his head gently and set a small cup of coffee in front of her before taking his own seat.

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