Author's Note: Did the first chap suck that much? Well, anyway, here's some smutty goodness for those who gave time and read my first shot at fiction writing. Reviews are very much appreciated. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own TVD. Although, I would very much like to make babies with Joseph Morgan and claim him as mine.
Klaus POV
[Flashback continues]
He had his prey in his arms, his moaning lustful prey, her ass grinding against his erection, making him grow harder than ever.
He continued to lick, suck, and suck some more on the soft expanse of her neck, earning tiny mewls from her. One of his hands found her lace panties, and he touched her already wet slit through the fabric.
"You're such a tease," she moaned while running her fingers through his hair.
"You're one to talk, love." His other hand was playing on her ribcage, just beneath her breast, all while putting a bit more pressure on her dripping sex.
"Enough," said the blonde, facing him and grabbing him by his nape, pulling him in. With his mouth inches away from hers, she purred, "Kiss me."
Without much thought, he claimed her lips and kissed her with such vigor. Tongues were delving in their mouths, battling for dominance, sucking the air out of one another.
"Hotel," she breathed out, "Now."
And he was more than happy to comply.
They entered the room with their lips latched together. He closed the door and broke the kiss to lock it, and she immediately went on her knees, unbuckled his belt, and took out his raging hard-on.
She rubbed his dick, licking the pre-cum off the tip. "Mm, you taste nice." And she sucked on his entire length, head bobbing as her tongue was doing magic.
Fuck. His mind was clouded with euphoria as the girl continued to make a feast out of his dick, taking it out of her mouth to lick the shaft and to suck his balls, and then going back to sucking him whole.
This girl wants to get fucked. Real hard.
He grabbed her and harshly threw her to the bed. He removed her clothing, almost tearing his dress apart. Stark naked beneath him, the girl was already panting with lust-filled eyes
He went straight for her neck, leaving a trail of kisses down to her chest. He licked the skin between her breasts, sucked on one nipple while teasing the other between his fingers.
He could hear her loud moans as he busied himself with devouring her luscious body.
Klaus got up, spread her legs, and dived right into her wet pussy.
"Oh god, baby." Her moans became louder as he sucked on her clit, and flicked the tiny nub with the tip of his tongue.
As he continued playing with her clit, he touched her slit and slowly inserted two fingers into her heat.
"Fuck," she purred.
Klaus then finger-fucked her, harder and harder, as his mouth continued to latch on her cit.
"Uhh, I'm.. I'm.." He added another finger, thrusting it hard and fast into her, and started sucking on a nipple.
He used his thumb to play with her clit as three fingers were moving inside her wetness.
"Condom?" Klaus asked, finger-fucking her to oblivion. "No, uhhn.. Uhh.. I'm clean.. Fuck, so close." She was barely managing to say words out of euphoria.
"Ungghh.." She moaned out loud when she reached her climax.
As she was riding out her orgasm, Klaus entered her with one full thrust, "So am I," he said before pounding into her cumming pussy.
"God," she shouted.
"You're so tight, love." He was pounding her hard, like a sex-starved animal. He could feel her tightening around him even more, as if she was close to having another release.
His hands took hold of her hips and raised her waist as he was ramming his dick into her.
"Harder, harder! More!" Klaus obliged, fucking her in was she won't dare forget.
With one hard thrust, she exploded around him. Her juices covering his hardness.
But he was nowhere near done.
She was still cumming when Klaus turned her over, all on fours. He pounded again into her, without letting her climax subside.
His hips were thrusting wildly, feeling the wetness and heat of her pussy.
He reached for her clit, fingers playing on the sensitive nub. Her pussy walls were tightening once more.
He pounded into her. Thrust after hard thrust. Fucking her in wanton pleasure.
"There, baby, right there." She was purring, his dick hitting her g-spot. He drove his dick into that spot, hard and fast.
"Yes, oh god fucking yes.." She came once more. All over his pulsing dick.
He turned her over, and rammed into her. He was still hard. So goddamn hard.
He fucked her all night, making her cum a countless times. Never stopping for one second.
And he had her straddling him, his cock thrusting up to her pussy. "A nice view, indeed," he remarked as she was pumping her pussy with her hands on her hair, and her bouncing tits up for display.
He massaged them and played with her nipples, while thrusting up harder.
He sat up, arms encircling her, helping her fuck him more. He hold her hips, guiding her to a faster pace.
"Love.." He sucked on her nipple as he felt release building up.
"Ahh, ahh, shit.." He could feel she was getting close as well.
He turned their bodies, pinning her beneath him for the nth time.
He rammed into her, faster and harder.
He lifted her legs, and inched his face closer to hers. She was a moaning mess, grasping the headboard for support.
"Yes! Yes! I'm cumming!" She shouted.
With one final thrust, he kissed her and shot his cum into her womb.
He pulled out and lied beside her, trying to catch his breath.
"Wow," she breathed out.
Wow.
[Flashback end]
Now, he was left lying on the bed, while the beautiful blonde was on the room's balcony, appearing to be in deep thoughts with a lit cigarette in one hand. Beautiful. She was wrapped in one of the hotel's towels, bathing in moonlight. Just like an angel. But a broken one.
He didn't dare approach her. The sight was too beautiful to ruin.
She doesn't cuddle, I see. Nice.
Through his years of womanizing, one thing that annoyed him was how women always have to cuddle after sex. And cuddling was never his thing.
He noticed she entered into the room, and he decided to fake sleep. After-sex talks aren't my thing, either.
He could hear her shuffling through the room, probably gathering her garments he had casually thrown all over the place. She's leaving?
He heard the door open, and when it closed, he was alone.
For the first time in Niklaus Mikaelson's life, he wasn't the one that pulled a post-sex escape act. And he was left dumbfounded.
A/N: Reviews please! :)