But the daze wore off and Caroline's rational side came back as she lied in bed next to Klaus. She was hot and sticky from all the sweat she mustered up after having sex with him. Klaus was sleeping as she looked over to him. She thought that she was so stupid for letting herself give in to him. This was a monster and she handed herself over to him like free candy.

She slowly moved from where she laid and reached for her pants that had been discarded to the floor. She quietly put them on as she reached for her bra lying on the ground next to her feet. Eventually Caroline was dressed and was ready to get the heck out of there. Before she left she noticed her reflection in the mirror on the wall. She looked at her neck to see his various bite marks were healed due to all the blood she drank from him.

Moving for the door, Caroline turned the knob ever so slowly, hoping she wouldn't awaken the beast. Unfortunately for her when she turned back to see if he was sleeping, she found him standing inches away from her.

"Holy crap!" She said startled as she stepped back against the door and banged into it.

"Where do you think you're going my sweet?" Klaus asked stroking her hair.

"Away from you."

Caroline didn't look at him at all. She knew if she looked into his eyes, she'd end up back in bed having sex with him. He caressed her chin and tilted it up for her to look at him but she turned her head to look in another direction.

"Why are you being difficult now? You were much more reasonable before?" He smirked.

Caroline tightened her lips. She was disgusted with herself. She didn't want to be reminded that they just had sex. Since her face was turned from his, it gave Klaus full access to her neck, allowing him to kiss her there. As he did, Caroline began to feel the same pleasure that she always experienced with him. He didn't even need to use compulsion because she would totally cave at the simplest touch.

You're his.

Caroline kept talking to herself in her mind. She wasn't his. She was her own damn person. She wasn't going to be subjected to what he wanted.

But you do want him.

His lips found their way to an area right above her chest as Caroline began to place her hands on his shoulders. She proceeded to push him.

"Don't do that!" She screamed.

"Stop denying that you don't want this," He argued.

"I don't. You tricked me into doing it."

"Hardly."

She was in so much rage. She didn't want to argue with him. She just wanted to leave. Caroline went for the doorknob again while Klaus pulled her back, tugging at her arm. With much force to her dismay. He let her fall on top of the bed and watched her as she glared at him.

"Now here's what we are going to do. You're going to quit fighting it and we're going to enjoy our time together," Klaus said reasonably.

"You're just going to keep me here? Against my own free will?" Caroline asked disbelievingly. He looked very serious and that made her sick to her stomach. "My mom will look for me. She'll notice when I don't show up at home. She'll find me," Caroline said trying to convince him but it sounded more like she was trying to convince herself.

Klaus stepped forward and placed a hand gently on her thigh. She eyed the hand as it began to creep up her leg, to an area she wished he wouldn't touch… twice. She took a deep breath, as he wouldn't relent.

He smiled gingerly at her as he spoke, "Who said anything about keeping you here?"

Caroline didn't like the way that sounded. She had hoped he meant the he take her some place else in town. If she was brought to the outside she could maybe get some help from anybody who was nearby. She hoped, but she knew better. Klaus had no plans of staying in town. He had plans of leaving it and taking her with him.

Her mind was racing for an escape plan. She was trying to think of someway out as he kissed her. She let him kiss her, not because she was losing to herself to him again but because she wanted to distract him. He was a vampire, which meant she could kill him if she was able to stake him with something wooden.

As he smacked his lips against her neck down to her collarbone, Caroline opened her eyes and eyed her surroundings. There was nothing that was both wooden and point in sight. There was the leg of the chair next to the table in the room, but she would have to break it. Klaus was too involved with letting his hands and lips roam her body to notice that she was planning something. He would have sensed it from their blood connection that he made on the first night. But his desire for her got the best of him.

Caroline knew that she shouldn't, but it was her only way of escaping him. She needed Klaus to break the chair so a leg would splinter and she could stake him. If she tried to break it herself he'd stop her in an instant. And the only way she could think of to make him do it was to have rough sex on the chair so it would break. It was a terrible plan. But she needed to leave and needed him to be dead. If he didn't die he'd never stop trying to get her.

But there was that other part of her who didn't mind at all about having more sex with him. That other part of her however hated the idea of killing Klaus. Caroline knew what needed to be done and if she didn't then she'd be stuck with him as his own personal sex slave forever. And forever was too damn long of a time.

"I want you," She whispered, though there was some truth to that.

Klaus was already naked and was taking off all the clothes she had just put back on. He pulled her into his arms and cupped a breast, holding it as she arched her back. He entered her again and Caroline saw stars. She was brought back into the world that intoxicated her. She was losing herself to him again.

She fought hard to focus. He thrusted into her which made it even more difficult to remember that she wasn't suppose to enjoy it. She needed to take control for a split second.

"The chair," she breathed hard.

Klaus gathered what she wanted. They moved over to the chair and she straddled him, slamming herself hard each time she went down on him. She needed him to get rough. He gripped her waist pulling her closer to him as she slammed herself onto him again making him growl. She bucked her hips as they moved together faster. He was kissing her chest again which was exactly what she wanted for both reasons.

Caroline bucked her hips one more time using much force making Klaus push himself deeper into her causing the chair to fall. Just as she wanted, a leg broke off. She grabbed it before he flipped her onto her back and started pumping into her, more hard then he ever done before. It was almost too much. He had too much strength for her to handle. She just needed to plunge it into his heart.

Caroline had already come and he was well on his way but she was afraid that if he continued any longer his strength would get the best of him and her. Much to her relief he came and released himself from her, resting his head on her bare breasts.

With one swift movement, Caroline staked him as he gasped in shock. She pushed him off of her and saw his body go gray and looked disgusting. She wasted no time and grabbed her clothes and left the bed and breakfast. Returning home Caroline was relieved that it was over but could never get over what had happened. Still there was that same echoing in her ear that displeased her.

You're his.

Hours later Klaus woke up and angrily pulled out the stake that was lodged into his heart. He was in a fury like no other and began to toss pieces of furniture around because he couldn't contain is temper.

"You're not suppose to hurt the ones you love."