"...take a chance on ME. On THIS. Nothing in this life is a guarantee save for this moment, and if you want me, then KISS me."

Klaus stood there, paralyzed, staring at her. He knew what she had just said, and he understood what the words meant, but now, he didn't know what to do. She didn't love him, but she wanted him. She wanted to take a chance, and now, it was all in his hands. For months, he had been chasing after her, and now that he had her, he didn't know what to do.

He wasn't even thinking as he took a step forward and touched her cheek softly. She looked up at him, still so full of fire and anger, and he bent slightly, and let his lips caress over hers. It was soft, gentle, and... loving. He pulled back from her after brushing his lips on hers and dropped his hand from her cheek. Her eyes had closed, and he stood there, waiting for a response.

Caroline had been on fire, yelling at him, wanting him, and then he kissed her, like that. That was a kiss of love. A kiss of promise. A kiss for the future. And she couldn't think about that right now. She didn't know what she was going to do tomorrow, but tonight, she wanted the hybrid in front of her, just the way he was. And she couldn't handle another sweet kiss.

"Caroline..."

His voice sounded sad and she opened her eyes to look up at him. He looked so scared, and she reached her hand up to touch his cheek. She knew he was overthinking it. He was scared. She was scared too. And tonight wasn't about thinking. Thinking would lead to her leaving, and him drinking. And that wasn't what either of them really wanted.

"Stop thinking about it, Klaus. Stop thinking about what we're doing. Just feel. Show me, what you feel for me. Don't tell me."

He was overthinking it, but now her words scared him more. What he felt for her? The werewolf half was flaring up, wanting to possess her and claim her as his. To have her every way possible. To slam her up against the front door and ravage her mouth. To bend her over the couch and fuck her until she couldn't remember her own name. To make her swear she was loyal to him and only him. And the Vampire in him was starting to agree.

She saw the telltale flash of gold in his eyes, and she knew that the sweet romantic Klaus was gone. And that excited her. She could feel her shorts getting a little wet and when his eyes closed and he took in a deep breath, she knew that he was suddenly aware of her arousal as well.. When his eyes opened again, he took a step back from her.

"Caroline..." his voice sounded pained, but she stood her ground. "... do you know what you are asking of me?"

She was shaking now. Visibly shaking. But not from fear. From lust. She could feel her fangs aching to drop, her body tense, and she couldn't stop herself from feeling. Just as he had, she was letting her body take over. She was letting her senses, which had been on overdrive for days, take over. She knew what she was asking for.

"I want you. The real you. I want you just the way you are, and-"

Caroline was cut off as Klaus hybrid sped toward her, grabbing her in his arms, and slamming her up against the front door. His lips attacked hers in a kiss that was quickly mixed with teeth as she moaned out, and he thrust up against her, forcing her legs apart. Her hands were already in his hair, grasping, clinging on to him. His hands were wrapped around her tiny waist and he ground up against her again, this time hearing the front door creak. He didn't care. He had to have her. Now.

The second that Klaus touched her, she thought she was going to lose it. He was possessing her already, and all he had done was kiss her. He was letting his hybrid take over, and she was just as willing to let her vampire lust show her the way. They were gripping on to each other and her hands were clawing at his neck and hair while he thrust up against her. She mewled out, feeling his length pressing up against her hot core, and he shifted his hips slightly in the move, rubbing her clit slightly. It was agonizing, and yet so exhilarating.

His lips were on her neck now as he continued to grind against her, sucking on her skin and biting with his human teeth. She could feel the points of his fangs, as if they were trying to drop, and she knew without looking in a mirror or touching that her own fangs were out. She had no control as he twisted her around, pushing her body up against the door. His hands were now roughly grabbing her hips as he thrust, then grabbing her breasts through her shirt. Her hands were thrown up against the wood and she had no control as his lust and passion took over.

One final thrust against her broke the door down, but she didn't fall forward and all. Klaus was already speeding them to the front table and she was bent over it as he grabbed her hips and ground her ass against him. She knew that she would have broken bones if she wasn't a vampire, and those bruises wouldn't just heal away in a matter of seconds like normal. She felt powerless against him, but in that moment, she had never felt so powerful.

There was a creak of the wood again, and Klaus grabbed his Queen as he pushed her up against the wall of the stairwell. His hands ripped at her shirt and her breasts were free to him as he thrust against her again, this time grabbing a breast in each hand. Her hands were wrapped around his wrists, as if trying to hold herself up, but her legs were wrapped around his waist and he was pounding her up against the wall. He could feel himself harden more as her fragrance continued to hit the air, and he had to take a little last restraint and run them both up to his bedroom.

They made it as far as the door. He tossed her up slightly into the air and buried his face at the meeting of her legs, and ripped her shorts apart. Her back was against the wall beside his doorway as his tongue buried itself into her, and then his teeth bit onto her clit. She was screaming above him, screaming his name and begging for more, but all he knew at that moment was the taste of her as she squirmed above him. He continued to bite and suck on her clit, not sliding any fingers into her, making her come just from the assault on her bundle of nerves.

She wasn't even coming down from her high before he started sucking harder, and she began begging him to stop, then changed her tune and begged him to never stop. He sucked as hard as he could while flicking his tongue at vampire speed, and she was crashing again. There were no longer words coming from her mouth, just an incoherent stream of words, and he dropped her down from where she sat on his shoulders to instead having her legs around his waist.

Caroline couldn't move. She couldn't function. It was all too much. Her body was on overdrive, and when his hand barely touched her ribs as she slid down, her entire body shivered. She could feel soft sheets behind her back and she continued trying to grip onto his shoulders, but he pulled himself away from her, and she couldn't manage to open up her eyes. Even the sheets felt like a turn on on her bare skin. She had lost her shoes somewhere along the way and was naked before him, save for her daylight ring. And she was loving it.

Klaus saw her spread out before him and tried to get a grasp on his werewolf. It was screaming for him to take her, now, and hard, and he wanted to give her more pleasure first. Yes, he was the alpha original hybrid, but he was also a man in love. She said she wanted him, just the way he was, and part of him was also the artist. The romantic. The man that did want to love, contrary to everyone else's belief. Contrary to his own words, even.

His hands ran down her breasts and she shivered and moaned out. He bent over and licked a nipple, and Caroline's back arched up against him as she cried out. He gave a kiss to her stomach and she began to whimper. His hands traced the inside of her legs and she whimpered louder, then reached her hand out to grab his wrist. He looked up at her face then, and saw that her eyes were open and staring at him. Her lips were spread as she began whimpering once more, trying to form words.

"Please," she whimpered out, and he was aching to succumb to her request. He let a hand trail closer to her core and she tried to pull away from him. He was confused. "No, please, please, fuck me."

The werewolf that he had only just barely managed to wrangle control over lost it at her words, and he felt his fangs drop. She was still looking at him, and he couldn't stop himself as he sunk his teeth down into her thigh. She screamed out and he wanted to check to make sure she was ok, but all he could manage was to shove his wrist up in front of her face. She bit down as he thrust three fingers into her roughly and began pumping them while they both drank. She screamed again when his finger brushed her clit and he kept going, not stopping. She was orgasming around his fingers and his cock hardened, imaginging that feeling around him, and he removed his teeth, only to suck on his fingers and bite the other thigh. He drank for a moment then couldn't resist it any longer.

Her legs were still bloody and the wounds not completely healed as he ripped his pants from his body and roughly shoved into her. She was screaming again as he bottomed out, completely sheathed inside of her. He could feel the muscles of her inner walls clinging to him as she continued to orgasm, and he couldn't even count how many it had been. He pulled completely out then slammed back into her, then repeated the move twice more before grabbing her legs and flinging them over her shoulders.

He bent her in two as he continued to move, this time just trying to get deeper, not even really pulling out more than an inch or two. His lips crashed onto hers and she was screaming into the kiss. Her teeth caught his lips and he tasted more of his blood in their kisses, then pulled back from her as he pulled out again. This time when he thrust in, she reached up and grabbed onto his hair, pulling him down. He thought she was going for another kiss, but at the last moment...

Her teeth sunk into his neck and she was orgasming again, tasting his glorious blood. She was glad she was a cheerleader and her body was flexible as he bent her in two, and as she continued to drink, she felt his hand shoving its way between their bodies and the palm covering her pubic bone. He moved his hand roughly and she was falling all over again as she continued to jerk his hand. He wasn't even moving his hips any more, just forcing her to come over and over again as she drank. She finally released his neck and her mouth was filled with his blood as she screamed out when he plunged again.

Suddenly she was on top of him, as he had flipped them so that she was on top, and she was confused for half a second before she felt his teeth sinking into her breast. Her hips were forced to move with the help of his hands as she leaned over him. She tried to grab onto the bed above his head to steady herself, but it proved to be impossible. She was just along for the ride as Klaus took control of both of them.

His tongue flicked out over her nipple and she threw her head back, moaning while his blood dripped out of her mouth. She tried to swallow it down while she rode him, but it was running down her neck now. Klaus flipped them over once more and licked up all of his blood and kissed her, their blood mixing in their mouths. She tasted her own sex and blood on his tongue and it made her moan out again, enjoying the taste of passion and lust.

Klaus picked her up again, still buried deep, and shoved her up against the wall. She seemed to be looking for something to grab onto and he grabbed onto her hands and held them above her head. He held her up there, using his hybrid strength, as he stepped his body away. She was dangling before him, her body glowing from the sex and covered in a layer of sheen and blood. He dragged his free hand over the inside of her legs, collecting up the leftover blood from his earlier bites, and sucked it off his fingers. He then licked at her chest and neck, collecting up the last of the blood, then kissed her again. She was struggling against his hands and he knew that if he slammed into her again, he would lose all control that was left.

Klaus stepped up against her again and her legs naturally wrapped around his waist. His hand released, letting her arms drop, and her hands wrapped around his neck and he led her in a lover's embrace back to the bed. They weren't kissing, no, his face was buried deep in her hair and she was still whimpering slightly from the continued throbbing left from so many orgasms. He laid her down on the bed, then flipped her over quickly so that her ass was in the air before him.

Caroline had wanted him, the original hybrid. He was part werewolf. And now, he was going to have her as his werewolf wanted.

His hand grabbed onto her ass and dragged her back to the edge of the bed. Her fingers had gripped into the mattress and the blankets slid with her. He took two fingers and slid them down her lips, then shoved them inside of her. Her back arched as she buried her face into a pillow and she tried to shove herself closer against him. His cock was throbbing and he spread her ass with both hands as he shoved himself into her soaked core.

Caroline gripped her hands into the blankets, her eyes seeing stars. Her body was on fire, a bundle of feelings and emotions, and all she knew for a fact was this was the right decision. This was where she was supposed to be. The connection and energy of their bodies together was unimaginable and she hated that she had held out for so long. She didn't know anything about tomorrow, but she did know that in this moment, his body and hers fit perfectly together. She didn't even want to fight against him as he took control of her. She was his as he dominated her.

And now, on her hands and knees before him, his dick throbbing inside of her, she wanted to cry. She wanted to beg him to never stop. She wanted to beg him to just take her with him. To let her be his Queen. She wanted to apologize for everything she had ever done. He wasn't just fucking her. He wasn't just letting the hybrid loose. He had fed her his blood after he bit down. He had cleaned up the spilled blood. He had LET HER BITE HIM. This wasn't a hybrid fucking her. This was a man with a thousand years of passion loving her with nothing holding him back.

Klaus pulled out of her slowly, then slammed back in. He let out a groan as he felt her tighten back around him, and he pulled out once more before sliding deep. She was still so tight and hot around him and it was driving him mad. She felt perfect. She felt like home. And at that thought, he pushed himself into her deeper.

"Tell me you're mine," he growled out, and Caroline whimpered at his words. She was wiggling her hips against him as he pushed harder, trying to get deeper, and she was loving the rub of him against her gspot.

"I'm yours," she whimpered out, and he pulled out of then slammed back in again. Caroline screamed from the sensations and that just fueled Klaus more as he continued fucking her. His hands gripped at her hips, more bruises rising to the surface, but Caroline seemed to be in heaven. He tried to keep his pace even but he wanted to finish. No, he couldn't. Not yet.

"Tell me you're loyal to me, and only me," he growled out again, and Caroline whimpered. She tried to say the words, but she was so torn between him and her friends. She had to talk to them again, tell them that she wanted to try a future with Klaus, but she had to talk to them first. This seemed to push Klaus harder and he grabbed her by her hair, pulling her body up against his.

"Tell me you won't betray me again," he tried this time, growling the words into her ear. This one Caroline could say. His fingers were pulling her hair tighter and he was still buried into her as her neck was exposed for him to lick at.

"I will never betray you again," she whispered out, and Klaus released her hair so that she fell forward again. He lost all control as he slammed into her, over and over, and Caroline fell apart beneath him. He kept thrusting until he couldn't anymore, and gripped tighter into her hips. Caroline seemed to realize what was happening as she tried to stop moving beneath him.

He pounded harder, faster, deeper, unable to stop. His smooth continuous rhythm went frantic as he kept going, his body tensing up. He could feel every part of his body in overdrive as his dick got harder in her, and just when he thought he was going to pass out from exhaustion and pleasure, he felt his release coming. His growl was louder than any in the past as he seemed to finally topple over the edge, and he slammed home one last time into her, letting her muscles clench tight one last time.

Klaus fell forward, then pushed himself to roll onto his back. Caroline curled up against him, resting her head on his shoulder. Klaus wrapped his arms around Caroline, pulling her close, and he continued to pant. She was still whimpering slightly from her last orgasm and when he brushed his fingers down her arm, she moaned slightly.

Klaus forced himself to sit up, still holding Caroline against him, and repositioned them so that his head was on the pillows and she was laying flush against him. She was still murmuring softly at every move and he feared he had gone too far. When he looked down at her and saw the smile on her face, he felt complete relief, and kissed her on the top of her head. Now that his werewolf was satiated, he just wanted to hold her all night and wish that it didn't end.

She hadn't said she was loyal to him. She had hesitated, and that scared him. She had given herself to him, admitted she was his, and that she would never again betray him, but she was still torn. They had to talk about this.

"Caroline," he said softly, then felt her fingers on his lips. He looked down and saw she was looking up at him, and she pushed herself to move up against his body. When she was finally sitting up beside him, he pushed himself to join her. They were facing each other, and she leaned forward to kiss his lips softly.

Klaus took the kiss and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. She let him, and he held her there for a moment, stroking her hair. She pulled away from him after a moment, and grabbed the blankets around them to pull them up. She was laying back down and he followed her, then curled his body around hers. She sighed as his body spooned hers, and he felt her link her fingers with his.

"In the morning, Klaus. We'll discuss it in the morning."

Klaus couldn't help but to ask, scared that it was a lie. Scared that Caroline would deny what had happened. Scared that this was all a joke.

"Will you still be here?"

Her answer was immediate.

"Yes."

I love writing, and I love getting responses. Please, give me some! It kind of hurts my feelings when I write things I'm proud of and get no real response. :(

Next chapter will be up in the morning. Even if you aren't interested, please check out the ending, as I will have a list of my next few projects there.

Christine