Lisa Jane Smith. The vampire diaries. The return: Shadow souls (№ 139843)

- You're so good at it, right? now her voice was rather cold. Rashly, in obedience to his anger, she approached him. - To push people away. But I know you didn't eat tonight. You don't need anything more from me and you don't have the build of a starving Martyr as good as Stefan's.
Elena said, knowing that her words just had to provoke him a definite answer, but a common reaction to Damon for such things was to relax and pretend that he heard nothing. What was going on was familiar to her. Damon turned and caught it with his iron grip. Then, on the move, like a hawk grabs the mouse, he kissed her. He was strong enough to keep it near him without causing harm. The kiss was long and insistent, and for a while, Elena just lost. Damon's body was cool, her, on the contrary, it was warm and humid after a bath.
The way he held her, could hurt her if she tried to escape. And then she knew that he would not hold her.
But I'm sure she? And ready to break your bone to test? He stroked her hair, twirling them in his fingers... a few hours later, after he had taught her to feel things to the tips of the hair. He knew her weaknesses. Not just the weaknesses of women. He knew her. He knew how to make her moan with pleasure and how to soothe her.