WARNING: Smut ahead. Everyone here is an adult and consenting. We good. Consent is the most important part of it, kiddos. If you don't like smut then skip the first part of this chapter. Ya'll got the kiss now if you like the dirty shit stay here cause I got it for ya. This is my first smut, so don't be too shocked if I get one or two things wrong! I've never had any good sex soooo...

My mind, dirty. My childhood, ruined. My face, red. My emotions, confusing.

Well, that was that: Stefan and I's first kiss had become one of those cliche first kisses under the sunset. My vampire roared in my chest as it started to bond with his. The small witch in my body screamed in joy. The first moment of that kiss felt like pure untamed fire. All of the trees, the river, and the sun just melted away. All that was there in my mind was him. He was the one right before me.

I wrapped my arms around him, kissing with more urgency. We can't be doing this out here. Please, my first time with a man can not be on the edge of a river. Can it? Is that romantic? God, I'm too horny to care right now.

Stefan groaned, running his hands through my hair as the kiss got more and more heated. I allowed him to explore my mouth, but not after I gave up the battle for dominance. I moaned loudly against his lips as he took a handful of my hair and tugged.

My mind begged me to let us continue, to let my mate take us and complete the forming bond. My control was slowly fading, being stripped away little by little as my mate pushed his tongue in my heated mouth.

He ended our deep make out session abruptly. I groaned at the lack of contact. I needed him. My mate picked me up bridal style and sped us over to one of the many trees in the woods next to the river. "Jump," he ordered. I obeyed, jumping up and letting him catch my legs as they wrapped around his waist.

I forcibly reconnected our lips, my arms taking off the small coat that I had been wearing. I moaned as he bit my lip, moving my head back. Gripping at his shirt, I rip it apart, revealing his perfectly toned chest. He groans and takes off the baby pink dress Rebekah had loaned me. She'll have to forgive me for the dirt.

"Fuck, Stefan," I moan out, palming at his abs. "If you don't get those pants off I'm going to go crazy," I warn, taking off the stupid boob cage that women called bras. Just a new version of corset if you ask me.

Stefan did as I said, taking off his pants, now both of us just in underwear. I could feel him becoming much harder, the tent in his boxers rubbing against my core. My underwear had already become slick with my arousal, my body begging me to take care of myself. My mind was in shambles, trying to get every bit of friction that it could so I could release.

Loud moans left my mouth as he moved me higher on the tree, able to lift me with his vampire strength. He finally ripped away my thong and pushed his head in between my legs. I let out a strained moan as his tongue attacked my clit. I could feel my core start to ache and throb uncontrollably, my release starting to build up.

"Stefan, please!" I begged, grabbing a handful of his hair. He looked up at me. Those dazzling eyes looked into my own, I groaned loudly and tried to focus on controlling my legs. With one hand I gripped his hair and with one I gripped onto the tree behind me. "Stefan, please. More," I try to coax, moans infiltrating as I spoke.

It felt so good. A deep pressure started to build deep within my core as he sped up his movements. I screamed in pleasure as the pressure started to become too much for me to handle. "Stefan! Stefan, I'm gonna cum!" I cry out as my release floods through my body. My legs give out, finally having to completely rely on Stefan to keep me upright on the tree.

A breathless moan escapes my mouth as I tilt my head back on the tree, euphoria flooding my mind as I see pure white. Stefan carefully comes back up, wrapping my legs around his waist once again as he kisses me softly. "You alright there, babe?" He asks sweetly, holding my head in his hands.

"I will be once you fuck me against this tree," I admit, moving my hips against his, causing him to let out a low growl.

"Are you sure you're ready for this? You just came," he asks. I wrap my hands around his neck and nod. Stefan quickly strips himself of his confining boxers, revealing his well sized cock. I nearly started to drool at the sight, only cut off by him grabbing my legs and putting them over his shoulders.

A shriek of pleasure left my lips as I felt him enter my sensitive core. Fire burned through my veins, the bond between us solidifying one last time as Stefan snapped his hips forwards, pushing himself farther inside. Deep moans fell out of my mouth as my mate bites my neck, tasting my blood.

Tilting my head to the side for better access, Stefan bites harder and draws more blood than I originally thought. Fuck, I'm really with a Ripper. He pulls back to kiss the wound as it closes, nipping along my collarbone. Filled to the hilt, I could feel my mate deeper inside of me than ever thought possible.

"Faster," I begged. This wasn't the time to go slow and steady, I needed to release again. Stefan grabs my head and pulls me into a sloppy kiss, fucking me harder and faster just as I requested. I grind my hips to the rhythm created, our hips snapping against each other in urgency.

His thrusts start to get less coordinated, snapping in different places of my core. A sudden shock runs through my core as he hits a certain spot that makes me scream into our kiss. "Found it," Stefan whispers against my ear, his breathing ragged and untamed. He makes due not of my reaction and starts to aim for my special spot, hitting it almost every time.

With a scream of pleasure, the pressure inside of my core releases without warning, Stefan still snapping his hips into me, helping me ride out my orgasm. With a roar Stefan came in me, filling me up. Slowing down and voice hitching, he rides out his own orgasm. I pressed a delicate kiss to his jawline and rested my head on his shoulder, wrapping my legs around him.

Stefan and I stayed against the tree for a while, just coming down from our highs together. The sun had now set. It would only be a few minutes before Nik and Damon started to call, demanding to know where we were.

"We should be getting back," I say to Stefan, who looked happy to stay there for the rest of the night with me.

"Do we have to?" Stefan groans and peppers me with kisses.

"Yes. I don't want Nik to find us like this. He can and will track me down. I would rather him not find us like this," I motion to our naked bodies. Stefan quickly nods and gets his pants on, not having a shirt to wear after I ripped it off of him in desperation. I found my dress laying on the ground. It hadn't gotten too dirty, but Rebekah would still be peeved. I had to wear the pink dress with no underwear. This dress is way too short to be wearing without underwear.

Walking hand and hand, we walked back to the house.

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"Look who it is! I for one would like to know where my sister and her mate have been. I came back and the house was empty. Nobody to talk to, nobody to pour me some bourbon after my hunt for werewolves," Nik teases us as we walk in the room. Rebekah is sitting next to him with a knowing look, sipping her own glass of wine.

I blush a deep red and Rebekah laughs at me. "I see dear sister has finally had her first time with Stefan. He is good, isn't he?" Stefan scoffs at Rebekah's comment.

Damon comes in the room with a bottle of bourbon and snarks, "What did you fuck her on? A tree? She has leaves and bark all over her."

"In fact, I did fuck her on a tree, Damon, and it was wonderful," Stefan retorts, speeding off into our shared room to get changed.

"A tree? Damn, I would give good money to see that-" Nik cuts Damon off.

"I do not wish to hear about my sister getting . . . fucked. Anyways, I have some good news for you, baby sister." I smirk at Nik, crossing my arms. "You, Rebekah, Damon, and Stefan need a job to do in all of this. I have the perfect one for you."

"And what would this perfect job be, big brother?" I asked.

"Mystic Falls. We need someone there to keep the little doppelganger in check. To assert our clear dominance over them," Rebekah scoffs but I smile.

"What else?"

"Give them a taste of a little thing I'd like to call Heretic Hell."