She lied between the two men quietly, not daring to wake them up together. She continued to lay there and contemplate getting up, the need for a shower was imminent and the bottom line being, she felt like a whore. The walk of shame would be much more demeaning when there were two men to walk away from. Why he asked her to do such a thing only made her angry and as much as she wanted to drive a stake through his heart, the consequences wouldn't be worth it.

She was trapped in a world she would never come to terms with, especially with a monster who claimed he would love her for all eternity. She knew this to be untrue, but in a world with just him, it was all she had. He was all she had. She had the power to change it, but then she would be the one running for her life. She couldn't give that satisfaction to Katherine. Letting her free, for everything she had done. She was the reason she was here in the first place, another Petrova ancestor to replace her wrong doings.

She stared at the other young man's face, his jaw so tight and rigid. He was having a nightmare. She would be to after everything that happened over the past few weeks. She stroked his cheeked gently and sighed, she felt dirty and wrong. He didn't want this as much as she didn't, but she couldn't deny that it wasn't fantastic. She mentally slapped herself for thinking such wrong things, and gritted her teeth as the previous night's events played through her head.

He ran his hands up her sides as he kissed her neck gently. It was unusual for him to be so sensitive, but after traumatizing her like he did today, it was the least he could do. Gentle was not his middle name, and definitely not his vocabulary. She ran her sharp nails down his back, as he snaked his arm around her back and pulled her up to him. He groaned slightly as she nipped at his neck and thrust towards him.

There was a knock at the door and before either of them could say anything the door swung open, revealing a very frustrated young man. He slid off of her and sat up in the bed, already knowing who it was and the punishment for intruding. She pulled the silk sheet up to her chest, to hide her lacy black bra and looked away sheepishly.

"My apologies, I didn't mean to intrude." He spoke with such loyalty it nearly made her sick.

"That's quite alright." He spoke in his devilish English accent. He turned on the small lamp on night stand and she could see the demon working inside of him. "Would you like to join us?" The young man's eyes lit up with disgust as he quickly realized what he had meant, as did hers.

"Klaus no," she quickly intervened before he had a chance to answer. She was no puppet, and she was definitely no slave to his will.

"I wasn't asking you Lily, I was asking Stefan." He slid out of the bed to reveal his massive hard on that was just dying to burst out of his flannel pajama bottoms, and Stefan looked up at the ceiling awkwardly. "Is she not pretty enough?" He teased as he looked back at the blond haired beauty that sat half naked his bed.

"Klaus please, she's just a girl."

"That mate," he spoke as he pointed to Lily, "is no girl, I can assure you that." He said with a devilish smile on his face. He walked over to Lily and pulled her out of the bed. She fought to cover her half naked body, but he was quick to pull the sheet away from her. She growled at him and his grip tightened. "I may not be able to kill you Liliana, but believe me I will show no mercy." He whispered in her ear, causing Lily to stand stiff. He ripped her away from the bed and shoved her toward Stefan. She slammed into Stefan's rock hard body and he caught her, before she hit the ground. Her gracefulness was unsteady as she found the situation she was in was much more than she could handle.

"What do you say mate, want to take her for a spin?" Klaus reached out and moved a strand of her long curly blond hair away from her chest and stroked the laced edge of her bra.

"You're sick," Stefan spoke coldly as he turned to walk away. Klaus grabbed his arm and pulled him back to the two of them.

"I said take her," Klaus demanded as he stared intently into Stefan's greenish blue eyes. She melted when she noticed the familiar flicker of his pupils as she knew Klaus had just compelled him.

"This isn't funny Klaus," she yelled only to receive a threatening glare from him. It quickly turned into a sickening smile and he took a step back as Stefan cleared his throat. She looked up at him, he was significantly taller than her, and his eyes were shut tight. He was fighting the urge and it hurt her. Not that he didn't want to, but because he had to and she couldn't stop it.

"Now," Klaus yelled causing Stefan to open his hungry veined eyes. They were no longer the beautiful greenish blue they were, but they were black, like he was about to satisfy his blood hungry thirst.

He stepped closer to Lily's stiff body and Klaus stood behind her, pushing her closer and closer to him. Stefan eyed her from head to toe with a look of desperation, she was young and he couldn't deny her beauty, she was exquisite. Her long blond hair reach just passed her full chest, and as much as he hated to think it, the resemblance to Elena was so much more prominent. She was thinner in the face though, her jaw was beautifully sculpted in with prominent cheek bones. She wasn't Elena though.

"I'm sorry," Stefan whispered as he brushed his finger against her tanned porcelain skin. Her cheek was soft and warm and her breath smelt of strawberries and white wine. She gave a weak smile and gently touched his fingers.

"Me too" She whispered as his fingers traced her jaw line. He cupped her cheek gently and slowly moved closer to her as Klaus took a step back and gazed upon them.

She searched his eyes for an entrance and slightly smiled as she found a broken barrier. "Make him wish he never did this." She projected, forcing her thoughts into Stefan's mind. His eyes went wide and regained slight color as he searched her face; she was supposed to be human. "Make him think you are more capable than he is, and he will never do this again." He smiled at her. He knew that either way he had to do this and he was going to beat Klaus at his own game.

He brought his face down to hers and gently kissed her full sweet lips. The ecstasy quickly took over, with just one kiss he was locked in. He pulled away in shock and looked her over, touching his tingling lips he looked over Klaus, what did he do to her? She was the epitome of sexual tension; with just one kiss he was hooked. There was something about her, something in her taste, her smell, her being that made him want her more. It was no longer because Klaus wanted him to do this. He couldn't stop himself now even if Klaus wanted him to.

He searched her eyes for the same hunger that lurched in his body and he found it in her sparkling silver eyes, the glimmer of lust. She smirked erotically at him, and he couldn't hold back.

She nearly jumped to the ceiling as she felt a hand snaked around her, pulling her closer to him. She stared at Stefan with such guilt, and just nuzzled in closer to him. She ran her hands threw his messy brown hair and sighed.

"Wake up." She forced her thoughts into his mind. He twitched slightly and pulled her closer. "Please, Stefan, wake up!" His eyes shot open and searched her face.

"Elena?" He questioned in desperation.

"No Stefan, Lily." She whispered as low as possible, hoping Klaus wouldn't hear her. He ran his hands through her long blond hair and exhaled deeply. "You need to get out of here before he wakes up."

"I'm already awake Lily." She heard Klaus from behind and rolled her eyes. She caught a quick glance of a smile from Stefan and rolled over. Klaus was staring intently at her, with fury in his eyes.

"What's your problem?"

"You know what my problem is Liliana." He spoke with anger in his voice which made his slight lisp stand out.

"You asked for this Klaus." She whispered as a tear gently fell from her icy silver eyes. He looked her face over and she could almost see a sign of regret and sorrow in his face and it angered it. So much to the point where turquoise vase on the dresser shattered into a thousand little pieces. Stefan sat upright and stared at her with confusion. He's been with them for two weeks now, and as far as he thought, she was human.

"Clean that up."

"Go to hell Klaus." She said as she ripped the sheet from the bed and wrapped herself up. She stood up on the bed and Klaus grabbed her ankle. She turned around angrily and stared down at him. "I said go to hell." She kicked him hard in the face and blood began to run from his nose.

"I love you to you little bitch." He called after her as she made her way into the bathroom. She slammed the door shut behind her just as a crack of thunder rattled the house. Stefan turned to Klaus with confusion in his eyes.

"What is she?"

"She, my dear friend, is your worst nightmare."