|We Belong Together
Author: vampireangelxx PM
Damen and Ever have waited centuries to finally get what they want, and they finally do. But it doesn't come without cost. Something happens to Ever, even though she's an Immortal, and Ever's entire world changes. Her's and Damen's. R&R please :Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Damen & Ever - Chapters: 3 - Words: 4,125 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 11 - Updated: 01-15-12 - Published: 09-08-11 - Status: Complete - id: 7365619
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I've only read Evermore and Blue Moon, so this story is set after…Blue Moon, but obviously, much different than the book.
Okay, so, it's completely different from the book, but same characters. And Roman will likely make an appearance in this story. So, please review at the end, and tell me what you think! Thanks! :D
I am sitting at my desk in my room as I wait for Damen to come. We made plans for tonight, and tonight is the night where we finally get what we want. I smile as I feel Damen's lips on my neck.
"Hey," I say as I stand up and turn around, but when I do, he kisses my lips passionately. He wraps his arms around my waist, and I feel like I am falling even more in love with him.
He pulls away slightly, but he keeps his arms around my waist. He smiles, and I smile too, my heart pounding in my chest, fast and hard. "You're...amazing." He says; his eyes full of love.
"So, what have you been doing before I showed up?" Damen asks, trying to make small talk.
"Oh, nothing really, mostly waiting for you. Actually, that's all I've been doing. I've literally counted the seconds until you came." I reply. "I must admit, I was impatient."
"You're always impatient," He laughs.
"Not always," I grin. "What time is it?" I add a little too hastily, proving that I am usually impatient. He grins wider.
"It's only the middle of the afternoon, Ever. I knew it, you are impatient." He says, earning a glare from me. But his smile only grows bigger and my glare melts into a wide grin. I shake my head as I laugh.
"Are you ready for, um, tonight?" I ask a little timidly, averting my gaze. He puts his finger under my chin and lifts my chin up so I meet his gaze. His eyes are soft and tender.
"Yes, I am ready. Are you?" He asks, almost afraid to hear my answer.
"Of course." I answer immediately.
"All right then. We're both ready, and that's all that matters."
"What do you mean?" I ask.
"Look at it this way. If a guy and a girl both wanted to lose their virginity, but the girl wasn't ready to, then it would matter because in order for that special moment to be special, both the guy and the girl have to be ready."
"Oh, that makes sense now." I say. He smiles.
Later that evening, we are heading down to the five-star hotel and Damen parks at the curb when we get there.
My emotions are a mix of anticipation and excitement.
"Let's go," I say, opening my door and stepping out. Damen does the same. Our hands intertwine as we head inside the hotel. We check in, and the secretary gives Damen the card to get into our rooms.
"Enjoy your stay." She says politely.
I press the button for the elevator. My heart is racing in my chest, as the elevator doors slide open and we step into it. Damen presses the button for floor three.
Damen kisses my hair and I feel my face heat up. I feel the elevator come to a stop and the doors slide open once more.
We step out into the hallway, and we find our room after a few moments. Damen slides the key into the special room lock, and it goes from red to green.
Damen turns the handle, and pushes the door open. He smiles. "Ladies first," He says.
I walk in and take in the room with a single glance. We have a balcony, and there are two beds, but we only need one for obvious reasons. The walls are painted ivory, with cute swirly designs on the walls, and the moldings are painted lime green.
Damen sits on the bed, as patient as ever, while I take in the room. I slip off my shoes, and feel the carpet is like velvet beneath my feet. The ivory carpet matches the walls.
When I am done taking in the room, I sit next to Damen, and he leans in to kiss me. We kiss slowly at first, and then the intensity of the kiss grows into passionate kissing.
This is it. This is the moment. The moment that we finally get what we want after all these centuries.
He takes off my shirt, and whispers, "I love you," in my ear. He unbuttons my jeans and takes them off. Now, I'm clad in a Victoria's Secret bra and underwear. I unbutton his jeans, and help him take them off. I take off his shirt, and he slips off my underwear, and takes off my bra.
The only thing left is his boxers. I take them off, and we begin the moment. He kisses my lips passionately, intensely, and his lips trail across my cheek, my jaw, down my neck, across my collarbone, and further. We keep going, and going, until we are both sweating, and we eventually stop.
It felt wonderful. He wraps his arms around my waist, and I know it was the right moment to make love, to 'do it', to be together in a way we couldn't before.
I press my lips to his neck. "I love you." I say. "It felt wonderful, so amazing. I…I know it was the right moment. Do you think so?"
He smiles and kisses my forehead. "Yes, it did feel wonderful, and it was the right moment. I love you too. Forever."
"Forever," I agree. I yawn, and I fall asleep a moment later…
I wake up, stretching, and see Damen asleep, the blankets covering his naked body. I kiss his forehead gently so as to not wake him up.
He smiles in his sleep, and my heart flutters at his smile. I get up off the bed, and see a yellow and white butterfly patterned knee length dress on the table.
(Yes, there is a table, along with a flat screen TV and a mini fridge).
I put it on, and it is strapless. Damen must have bought it for me while I was asleep. How nice of him.
I walk over to the balcony, and as I step outside, I get the weirdest feeling that I'm not alone out here. I shrug it off.
"Hey, darlin'," a familiar voice says. Crap. Roman.
"What do you want?" I demanded, knowing the balcony doors behind me are closed and Damen—unless he woke up—can't hear. He suddenly appears before me, his blond hair just barely at his shoulder, his smile charming but eyes mocking.
He takes a step forward, closer to me, and I just stand there, not wanting to show the fear of him I have. He strokes my cheek, and I slap his hand away. His smile turns into an outright grin.
"You know what I want. Wouldn't it be obvious at this point?" He says, nonchalant.
I shrug, knowing exactly what he wants, but I don't say anything.
He leans down so he can whisper in my ear, "You. I've wanted you from the first day I met you. But, alas, you've already lost your virginity, yes I watched while you were getting it on, but that doesn't mean I still can't keep fighting to get you." He straightens up.
"What's going on? Why is he here?" Damen demands behind me. I pivot and see Damen's confused expression. He is already dressed.
"We were just having a lovely chat, weren't we Ever?" Roman asks cheerfully.
Again, I don't answer him. I say to Damen, "This isn't what it looks like. He was just talking to me. I swear, I didn't want him to show up."
Roman laughs. "Someone's in denial," He says in a sing-song voice.
"Get out of here," I growl to Roman.
"I don't think so. I'm enjoying myself." He laughs again.
"How'd you get here anyway?" I demand.
"Well, well, someone is cranky," He notes with amusement.
"Only because you showed up," I throw at him.
He doesn't answer, just continues to stare at me with an amused look.
"Answer the dang question," I growl.
He shrugs. "I'm staying at this same hotel, and when I saw you getting it on with Damen, I decided to wait for you outside of your balcony."
"Why?" I ask; feeling confused.
"Because—" Roman starts, but Damen steps between me and Roman and says, "Enough." Our eyes meet, and I nod, backing away.
Roman just laughs. "See ya, luv!" Then he jumps from the balcony, landing on his feet and striding off.
I inhale, closing my eyes, and then exhale, deeply, trying to stay calm. "Are you all right?" Damen asks, concern coloring his tone.
"Yeah," I say, opening my eyes.
We head back inside the room. "Roman is evil." I state the obvious. Damen doesn't reply. He wraps his arms around my waist, and pulls me against his chest. He leans down and kisses my lips. I kiss back eagerly.
He tightens his arms around me, and this moment feels right, perfect. I love Damen, and he is my eternal soul mate. He belongs with me.
And it seems as if, in this moment, nothing can go wrong.
I hope you liked it! Please review and tell me what you think! Thanks! :)