-1A/N: everyone said they wanted a Klaus POV chapter. You will get one. Just not quite yet.

I think Elena and Klaus are getting too friendly for my liking. I need to add in some fear factor. Hands up if you agree!

We were heading back to my room when Klaus paused, cocking his head to one side and sniffed the air. I let out a small, stifled giggle. He looked like a dog.

"Something amusing?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me. I shook my head, fighting to keep my laughter under control. "Elena…you're lying to me"

He stalked towards me, backing me up against the corridor wall. He placed a hand on my hip, holding me there. His other hand stroked my cheek, brushing a strand of hair out of the way.
"Elena…"

"What?" I muttered.

"Tell me what you were laughing about"

"No. it's stupid" I said, turning my head away from him. He growled quietly, moving his mouth to my neck. I was sure he was about to bite me and squeezed my eyes closed.

"Err…sir?" said a hesitant voice. His head snapped up. I opened my eyes and saw Daniel, the guy who'd taken me to my room that first day.

"What have I told you about interrupting me?"

"Sorry but your visitors are here" he said, shifting uncomfortably. Klaus snarled.

"Fine. I'll be right there. Take her to her room" he started to leave but turned at the last minute "We will be continuing this later, Elena" Continue what? I wasn't aware we'd started anything. I almost said that but decided against it, noting the expression on his face.

I followed Daniel to my room, where a plate of food was waiting for me. I ate hungrily and wondered if I'd be able to shower again soon. The hot sun combined with riding had made me work up a sweat. I stripped off the damp dress and threw it over the end of the bed. Normally I wouldn't have because of the risk that someone (namely, Klaus) would come along but since he was busy dealing with his visitors I guessed I was safe. For now anyway.

I lay down on the cold floor by the window, letting my eyes drift close. The sun warmed my skin, making me stretch like a cat.

"Well that's a pretty picture" said a cold voice. I jumped and my eyes snapped open. Klaus was standing in the doorway. I leapt to my feet, grabbing a blanket from the bed to cover myself.

"Thought you had visitors?" I said, breathlessly. I noticed his eyes lingering on my body, rather then my face.

"I did. Elijah is dealing with them. I have better things to do with my time then deal with whiney witches" he took a step forward "Like spend time with you"

"What if I don't want you to spend time with me?" I challenged, clenching my fists. He shrugged.

"Makes no difference to me Elena. I'm the one in charge, remember?" he said, coming over to me. He shoved me against the wall, very much as he had before. His mouth traced the curve of my throat.

"What are you going to do?" I asked hesitantly, even though I already knew.

"Just have a little taste"

"No! Please!"

"Care to tell me what you were laughing at earlier?" I considered for a minute. That was certainly better then being bitten.

"Fine. I just thought you looked a bit stupid sniffing the air like a flipping cocker spaniel"

"Hmm" I felt his teeth graze my throat and my breathing hitched.

"I thought you said you wouldn't if I told you!" I said, my hand trying to cover my neck. He grabbed my hand, squeezing tightly.

"I never said that" he said. I could feel him smiling against my skin.

"Please don't…" I pleaded, tears beginning to fall. he pulled away and smudged a tear with his finger.

"Don't cry Elena. You'll like this, I promise" he said.

"I bet you say that to all the girls you keep locked up"

"Only the pretty ones" he whispered. Then he bit, hard. I didn't scream but I released a strangled groan. Huh? Where did that come from?

I felt his teeth retract and he sucked against my skin, licking the blood up. Another moan erupted from my startled mouth. He moved his mouth along my bare shoulder, sucking and nipping at the skin. He bit down hard again, letting more blood flow.

"Oh god…" I whispered. The hand holding mine released it. Automatically, my fingers curled into his hair, not pulling him away but pushing him against my skin. His hands also started to wander, one coming to rest against the side of my lace covered breasts, the other descending down my leg.

That brought me back to earth. I jerked sharply at his hair, trying to pull him away but he continued feeding in some form of desperate frenzy.

"Klaus! Stop! Ah…stop! It hurts!" I gasped. Now that I was resisting and had overcome the initial pleasure shock, it was hurting a lot. He released my throat but let his lips trail up to my ear.
"Don't fight back then" he whispered, nibbling slightly on my earlobe.
"Get off!" I shouted, shoving at his chest. He backed away, a cocky grin on his face.

"Not what you were saying before" he said, folding his arms. I grabbed the dress from the end of my bed and tore off a strip, using it to blot my wounds.

"Shame really" he muttered to himself, reclining on my bed.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"The dress. I only had one" I froze when I realised what he was implying.

"You have got to be kidding me" he rose to his feet again, pausing as he brushed past me.

"I never kid Elena. You'll learn that soon" he said, sweeping out of the room.

A/N: Shortish chap but I hope you enjoyed it. I know I did. This relationship is going to be a lot more physical then the one in Blurred Lines. So lots of lemons and limes. Practically a whole tree! If lemons and limes grew on the same tree…which they don't. Unfortunately.