THE PORT OF LOVE

Fan Fiction – Alternate Universe

Caroline & Klaus

From: Lovely Vero


Chapter 9

"Encounters"


Caroline's hands grabbed the bars of the brass bed, her tangled hair scattered on the pillow, with golden strands wrapped around Klaus's fingers, her mouth opened in pure bliss of sexual pleasure, while feeling his right hand pulling her head forcefully backward, her back bended in a way to push her pelvis in a more intimate angle, with Klaus's lips devouring the forbidden fruits of her round and voluptuous breasts, in alternate movements between his hands and mouth, while rhythmically pushing his hard self deeper and deeper, faster and faster, inside of her delightful silky walls, with in between, the sounds of his heavy breaths and growling of contentment, the warmth of their bodies consuming their erotic imagination in ways that only two intimate lovers could create within this magical world of the senses.

She, very so slowly, let her fingers caress the sweaty muscles of his back, while entering her nails deep into his manly skin, leaving small drops of blood on the open lover-wounds, tying her legs around his waist, elevating her hips to join his, before being entirely filled and stretched by him in a way that no other man had ever did before, passing the tip of her tongue on the length of her bottom lip, in a secret call to feel his join hers, before feeling his mouth capturing her lips, raising her arms above her head, sliding his hands on her silky skin, interlacing his fingers with hers, raising his head and drowning his blazing eyes in Caroline's.

"Am I hurting you? Tell me if I am being too rough with you. You're so strong and delicate at the same time, Love." He asked her in a low, sensual murmur, while leaving a trail of kisses on her face and neck, sliding his hands on her waist, lower on her back, before grabbing each side of her hips to change the angle of his movements in her.

"Oh, no... Continue like that; yes...Push...there, just there." She whispered, while grabbing in her teeth the lobe of his left ear, making him grunt even louder.

"Now, Love ... Now! Let go of yourself. I want to see you come for me." He mumbled, almost incoherently, before grabbing a hand full of her hair, his head buried in her neck, with the sound of his rhythmic heavy breaths, before burying himself strongly and entirely in her.

"Yes, yes!" Caroline screamed, before reaching her sexual bliss, while both releasing the peak of their sexual tension.


Caroline held her breath, while swallowing a nervous lump in her throat, her head on the pillow, her right hand underneath it, while facing the wall, her back turned at Klaus's laying position on the bed. What was she supposed to say now? It had been nice having sex with you? She inhaled the smell of his cigarette, before finally hearing him crash the remaining in an ash tray, feeling the bed move with his weight now placed behind her back, on the mattress.

She closed her eyes, sighing, before feeling his hand push the sheet down on her upper body, the fabric resting now below her thighs.

"I want to look at you naked, Love. You're so beautiful." He murmured, his left hand sliding from the side curve of her left breast, to her waist, before resting on her hips.

"I ... I don't know if... I mean, if you want to stay...I mean till morning...Or leave?" Caroline mumbled nervously, while blushing.

"I make you nervous, my New York Diva?" He asked Caroline, while placing his head in the hollow of her left shoulder, before encircling her waist with his hands and arms. "I won't certainly leave you in the middle of the night. You think I can't cuddle after sex?"

Caroline blushed even more, before turning her body and head to face him.

"You like to cuddle?" She asked with wide open eyes, while staring at him. "You don't seem the type."

"You don't know my type. Why don't you find out?" He asked her, while taking his lying position back on the bed.

Caroline placed her head on Klaus's right shoulder, with her right arm and hand across his naked chest, while caressing with the tip of her fingers, the contours of his tattoos.

"Where did you have them made, in England?" She asked him, in a murmur.

"Different places in the world." He answered her, while caressing her hair, with his chin resting on top of her head, before lowering his mouth, and kissing her forehead. "There's a story and a country behind each one of them." He smirked.

Caroline raised her upper body and head, while smiling and drowning her sight in his.

"Tell me, I want to know." She asked him.

"You really want to know, doll?" He said, while caressing her cheeks with the back of his right hand, before letting his right thumb caressing the fullness of her bottom lips.

"Yes..." She murmured more, while nodding her head.

"The red rose on my arm has been draw after my short, eventful visit to the military service." He smirked his way to his sentence.

"You enrolled in the military service?" Caroline asked, with wide open eyes.

"I said my short and eventful visit, Love." He repeated, with a blink of an eye.

"You abandoned, I supposed?" She replied, while raising her chin in the air, shrugging her shoulders, before passing the tip of her fingers on his square, virile jaw line.

"I was asked to leave, after punching in the face my superior officer. He was an asshole." Klaus simply responded, while capturing her hand in his, before kissing the tips of each finger.

"He was or you were? Why am I not surprised by the way?" Caroline responded, sarcastically, while rolling her eyes on the ceiling.

"I don't know? Why aren't you?" He asked her, before sliding his hands on her lower back, slowly bringing her body in top of his.

"You're in the bad boys' category, Klaus Mikaelson, you live under one law: your own, and you disregard others." She stipulated, while nodding her head.

"Mm...I don't see anything wrong with that. You have a very interesting analogy there, Miss Forbes, and yet…You just have been fucked by the same bad boy." He replied, while smirking and making her blush the one hundred shades of red, before narrowing his fiery sight in hers, and adding. "But something is even more surprising."

"What is more surprising, Mister Mikaelson?" She asked him, while crossing her hands on his chest, and resting her chin on them.

"The fact that I only swore on my life, to only bring uncomplicated, sexy women in my bed, with no string attach. Yet, you were certainly not in that category. But, I finally realized that your uptight front was only a cover up, Miss Forbes, and that you're fitting perfectly the description of the kind of women that I love to have sex with." He replied, while slapping her bottom.

"Hey! Don't you put your hand on me! And, technically, it's my bed." She madly replied, while pushing herself away from his hold, before being grabbed by her two wrists, turned on her back, while being prisoner of his own body lying in top of hers. "Let go of me, you jerk!" She screamed, while trying to squirm her way out of underneath him. "It's not because I had sex with you ONCE that you're entitled to call me one of your easy women."

"Easy? Who said you were easy, Love?" He asked her, while laughing, and lowering his head and lips near her neck, before kissing her skin. "You certainly are mine tonight though; did you forget our agreement, doll?"

"No, but maybe I'm not in the mood for round two!" She announced, while raising her chin, in a confrontational gesture, and pouting.

"You certainly were in the mood before, while seducing me at the Club, with your low cleavage under my sight, your pulpous lips sliding on my neck, before pushing aside, disrespectfully if I may add, Roxie, the sweet girl that was dancing with me on the dance floor." He said, sarcastically, while titling his head to the right.

"I was in the mood for sex, you're not too much of a stranger, and you were available, I took the opportunity." She replied, while shrugging her shoulders and avoiding looking at Klaus in the eyes.

"Mm…Yes, but, you made me loose a great opportunity, with Roxie it would have been a night of wild sex, and with you it's basically only talk and cuddling. I still don't know if I made the right decision, Love. A man has normal physical needs after all." He added, while pushing her boundaries, and barely containing his heed to burst into laughter.

"Oh! You're a pig! Let go of me!" She screamed from the top of her lungs, while kicking her legs and feet in all directions, but without being able to free herself from his grip.

"That's more like it! That is what I like in you. Bring back the rebellious Caroline in my arms, the one that gives me the need to spank her, while putting her across my knees." He warned her.

"What?" She screamed, dumfounded, while squirming even more. "Just try to put your hands on me, and I'll...I'll..." She added, in rage, while making Klaus burst into laughter.

"Oh, but my hands were all over you already, Love." He whispered near her ear, before adding. "And I was in you... Deep in you ... Remember? I want to be there again."

Caroline closed her eyes, while sighing and becoming a rag doll in his arms.

"Don't ..." She whispered, while being free of his grip on her wrists and regaining used of her hands, closing her eyes, before sliding them on his chest, on his back, and finally in his hair.

"I know you want me in you again. The night is young, Love...Please say it?" He murmured near her ear, while slowly positioning his hard self between her thighs.

"Yes..." She murmured more, while feeling him pushing his way at the entrance of her walls, feeling the heat and wetness of her core intensifying.

"Say it: I want you in me, Klaus...I want to hear it." He asked her, while leaving a trail of hot kisses on her neck.

She rolled her head from right to left, while breathing heavily.

"No..." She protested, while wishing, in the subsoil of her soul, the contrary.

"Say it: I want you." He ordered her, once more, while feeling her reticence drop.

"I want you in me, Klaus." She repeated, breathless.

"Oh Love...This night, and till the morning, you're mine...All mine..." He murmured, before sliding himself deep inside of her, under her scream of pure sexual pleasure.


"Well, talk about being dropped in the middle of nowhere...Maybe we should have told Caroline that we were coming." Bonnie exclaimed, while standing beside their suitcases, placed near her feet, a hand resting on the left side of her hips, before seeing the taxi leave her standing position, scattering the Port and sea offered to her sight, with her right hand placed on her forehead above her eyes as a visor.

"It's actually not that bad, very picturesque and charming." The man, who accompanied her, responded, with a big smile plastered on her face.

"Elijah, you would find something nice to say even if you would be dropped in a middle of the desert, with no water in hands." Bonnie mocked him.

"True, I tend to find beauty everywhere my dear Bonnie." Elijah replied, while smirking, before adding. "And I have quite an attachment to the old England."

"I've forgotten about that. Wasn't it the mother's side of your family that was actually born here?" Bonnie asked, before seeing Elijah nods his head to her question. "Nevertheless, I can hardly imagine Caroline staying in here for several months." She added, while giggling.

"She's more resourceful than you think, Bonnie." Elijah replied, while raising one of his eyebrows and scattering the small village in front of his view before spotting the village pub, rising the long sleeve of his greenish t-shirt, to look at his watch. "Ten thirty in the morning, I hope the pub will be open, stay here I'll go see if I can gather some information to Caroline whereabouts." He added in a mocking tone of voice, while blinking an eye.

"Ok, I'll wait for you, right on this spot. Try to not take too much time; I could be attacked by a shark or something, in the meantime." Bonnie replied humorous, while blinking an eye herself, and sitting on the top of her luggage, her chin placed in top of her closed right fist, before watching Elijah walked toward the village pub, while whistling an old Irish song.


"Hi, is there somebody here?" Elijah screamed, after pushing the wooden door and entering the Rose Garden Pub, while taking his first walking steps inside the bar/restaurant.

"Here mate." Elijah heard a voice, before seeing a young man push the swinging doors of the back kitchen, while carrying a box in his hands.

"Need a hand with that?" Elijah offered, while approaching the bar counter.

"Very kind of you stranger, but I have everything under control." Trevor replied, while dropping the box on the bar counter, before wiping his hands on his apron and handing it to Elijah. "What can I do for you stranger? We are closed till lunch time, you just missed breakfast, but I can make a special if you're in need of good food to fill your stomach."

Elijah shook his hand, while nodding his head and smiling.

"Elijah."

"I'm Trevor, nice to meet you Elijah, what is bringing you to Clovelly, stranger?" Trevor asked, while returning his smile.

"I'm actually visiting someone who's staying in this village for a couple of months, maybe you know her? She's from the Head Office of Fish and Sea International Company?" Elijah started explaining, before raising his head and seeing another person pushing the swinging doors, while carrying several boxes in his/her hands.

"You don't say, you're a visiting friend of Miss Forbes?" Trevor exclaimed, while smirking, before adding. "Of course, everybody knows the lovely Miss Forbes in the village." Trevor started, while taking a box from what seems to be a woman, with her long chestnut, curly hair falling on her shoulders, before turning her back at them. "Katherine?" Trevor called, while grabbing her left arm and turning her toward Elijah.

"Oh, hello, I did not see you there." She said very candidly, while smiling to Elijah, and wiping her hands on her own apron.

Elijah stood still, motionless and breathless, while drowning his sight in the dark brown ones of that magnificent woman who was standing in front of him.

"Pardon me, I'm not acting this way usually, with such impoliteness but...You surprised me." Elijah mumbled, while sighing nervously.

Katherine nodded her head to the stranger, while blushing under his insistent gaze, glancing rapidly at her brother, who shrugged his shoulders as surprised and dumfounded.

"Hi, I'm Katherine...Katherine Gilbert." The beautiful brunette named herself, while handing her right hand to the stranger, before adding. "What is bringing you to Clovelly, Mate?"

"Elijah..." He responded, slowly sliding his fingers in her delicate, petite hand, before closing his own on hers, while being hit by a powerful shiver.

Katherine froze all her movements, while drowning her sight in the one of the stranger, feeling an electrical shiver hitting her spin, pulling out her hand from his, the fire of hell burning her skin, before nervously sliding a strand of her hair behind her ear.

"Elijah is from New York, and he is here to visit Miss Forbes, or did I understand you wrongly?" Trevor asked.

"No, you did not." Elijah replied, while fixating Katherine and nodding his head to Trevor.

"Oh...An American, I should have known." Katherine replied, while turning her back at him, rolling her eyes, before taking the bottles of alcohol, one by one, from the boxes, and showing a detached, but not felt, attitude. "Well, Miss Forbes is staying at the old Wilson Fisherman House."

"You have something against Americans, Miss Gilbert?" Elijah asked, with the biggest smirk on his face, while crossing his arms in front of his chest.

"Not for say, mate." She replied, while shrugging her shoulders and blushing. "It's just that your all allure is quite different from the men around here. We are used to simple people and simple things in Clovelly. Maybe you won't feel as comfortable as you think while visiting your lady friend?" She replied, before turning to face him, raising her chin and sliding her sight on his expensive clothes, and expensive, classy watch at his wrist.

"I'm actually half English." He replied to her, before taking a few walking steps to stand in front of her, with only the bar counter to separate them. "I adapt myself everywhere, Miss Gilbert." He added, before turning "Maybe we'll have the chance to meet again."

"Maybe…" She replied, while shrugging her shoulders with indifference, before feeling the beats of her heart rise dangerously in her chest.

"There is more than a good chance that you will see us again, Mate." Trevor started explaining, before adding. "The Wilson Fisherman house is a very small place; only two rooms inside, with the toilet commodity outside the walls, placed in the garden, there is no way Miss Forbes could accommodate you ...But, we have comfortable bedrooms upstairs if you are interested to rent one, Elijah."

"Don't be stupider than Mrs. Givreson's cow, Trevor...I'm sure Miss Forbes and Mister Elijah would be more than willing to share a bed?" Katherine mumbled angrily between her teeth, while placing the bottles on the shelves behind the bar. What was wrong with her and her change of mood and temper? It was not her damn business if an old boyfriend of Caroline had been dropped from the sky to visit her, she was acting silly now!

"I guess I'll take you up on this offer, Trevor. I have not travelled alone however; another friend of Miss Forbes had been travelling with me. She's waiting with our luggage near the Port. We wanted to surprise our mutual friend with an impromptu visit, maybe, we should have announced ourselves. Would you be so kind to rent us two bedrooms?" Elijah asked the young man.

"Certainly mate, it would be my pleasure. Let me officially welcome you to Clovelly! We are happy to have you with us. Friends of Miss Forbes are our friends." Trevor said enthusiastically, before adding. "And if you give me five minutes, I'll drive you to Miss Forbes house, myself." Trevor replied with a big smile, while taking in his right hand, two keys that were hanging on the key holder, placed on the wall, near the cash register. "Best bedrooms of the place. Breakfast is included with the price of the night. Will you and your lady friend be with us for long?"

"Ten days." Elijah replied, while keeping his sight on Katherine, who rolled her eyes on the ceiling at his mention.

"I'll go upstairs to open the windows to ventilate the bedrooms; I'll be back in a short while." Trevor replied, while leaving his sister in the company of the visitor.

"Trevor I could have certainly done that!" Katherine screamed, not amused, while seeing his brother closing the door, behind him, leaving her, unfortunately alone, in the company of the American friend of Caroline.

She nervously rubbed her hands on her jeans, before continuing to place the bottles on the shelves, while ignoring Elijah's presence, before startling while feeling an intense heat ignited her skin, feeling his chest leaning on her back, and a warm breath caressing her ear lobe.

"To answer your previous assumption: I am not in any intimate relationship with Miss Forbes at the moment, neither the woman who's accompanying me. As for Caroline, we were in the past, but we decided to stay friends."

Katherine blushed the hundred shades of red, while closing her eyes and sighing several times to calm her nerves.

"It's certainly not my business, Mate. And I'm already spoken for, if you're in need of female companionship, there's actually a whorehouse near the port." She replied to Elijah, tit for tat, while taking a few steps on the right, pushing her body away from his. This man was too dangerous; she needed to avoid him in all causes.

"Well, it's very kind of you to give me this information. As for your uninterested self, I could have sworn differently, Miss Gilbert, you gave me the impression of being single, my bad then." Elijah replied, while nodding his head in respect to her, before directing his walking steps to the entrance of the Pub. "I'll wait for your brother outside, good day, Katherine." He added, leaving a speechless – mouth open Katherine behind him.


"Are you lost or in need of companionship, my lady?"

Bonnie heard a voice addressed itself to her, while making her startled with surprise, before rising on her two legs from her sitting position on the luggage, with a hand placed over her chest, to control the racing beats of her heart.

"Oh, you startled me!" She exclaimed, while smiling timidly to the man who was standing in front of her, his back leaning on a cement column of the quay, while lighting a cigarette in his hands.

"My bad, my lady, It was certainly not my intention to create such a stir of nervousness to a beauty such as yourself." The man replied, while smoking and smirking at the same time. "I'm Kol by the way."

Bonnie took a step back, while glancing at the distance village pub, hoping for the soon return of Elijah. The man was certainly one of the fishermen. He was in his late twenties, early thirties, tall, with brown hair, and an insistent stare of his dark and intense brown eyes directed at her. She blushed and coughed, while crossing her arms in front of her chest, to regain composure. That man in a time space of a minute was making her more uncomfortable, than any other men before him.

"I'm visiting a friend in Clovelly, with my male companion." She replied to the stranger, while making emphasize on the male part of her sentence. "He...He went to the village pub for a few minutes."

"You don't say?" The man replied, while sliding his fiery sight on her body, taking more time than necessary on the curves of her hips, while smirking his way up to her breasts. "That's how it's done now these days? Role play of the frighten virgin I supposed?"

"I beg your pardon?" Bonnie exclaimed in shock, with an open mouth – speechless expression.

"Sweetheart, don't be like that, I like all flavours. It makes no difference to me, if the merchandise is delivered. After all, I paid good money for it, and you're a bad girl that will do naughty things to me, aren't you?" The stranger named Kol said, while sliding both of his hands and arms around her waist, before pulling her forcefully in his arms. "A kiss for free to seal the deal could be appreciated, what do you say, Sophia?"

"Let go of me, or I'll scream…And who's Sophia?" Bonnie exclaimed, while putting her hands on the stranger's chest, feeling his muscles tense under her fingers, before pushing with all her strength and slapping him across the face.

"Bloody hell, what is your problem woman?" Kol asked, while growling his frustration and rubbing his cheek with his right hand, before taking a few walking steps toward Bonnie.

"Don't you dare approach me, you're a mad man." She screamed, while putting her closed fists in front of her chest. "How dare you say you like all flavours, and how dare you try to kiss me!"

"You want to fight with me now? I meant an American flavour, you foolish woman. I can hear by your accent that you are one!" Kol exclaimed, before adding. "What is wrong with you lady, if you don't like your job, don't offer your services."

"My services… I have no idea what is your problem, but I demand that you leave me alone." Bonnie exclaimed more.

"You demand now, lady?" Kol asked, while raising his eyebrow in astonishment, before bursting into laughter. "You're a whore, if you can't do your job, don't come here offering your services."

"I'm a what?" Bonnie exclaimed, with an open mouth expression, before hearing a discreet cough behind them.

They both turned their heads to see a woman, who was standing with a short leather skirt, fishnet pantyhose, high heels stilettos, and a very deep cleavage, her arms crossed over her chest, while chewing a gum, with an old luggage placed at her feet.

"Are you Kol?" The woman asked him, while titling the head.

"Oh, you got to be kidding me." The stranger mumbled between his teeth, while realizing his mistake, and rubbing his closed eyelids. "I'm guessing you're Sylvia."

"In the flesh … Dani told me that you would drive me to the … You know… the house." The girl explained to him, while smiling suggestively to him, shrugging her shoulders and chewing her gum more.

"Yap, I'm your valiant servant." He replied to the woman, while staring at Bonnie, who had her arms tightly crossed over her chest, while glaring at him with disgust. He lowered his upper body in front of her, in a reverence gesture, before saying. "My bad, my sweet warrior lady, it was an unfortunate mistaken identity, maybe we'll meet again." He added, before blinking an eye at her, taking the luggage of the prostitute in his hand, before whistling his way toward an old truck parked nearby.

"As for meeting you again: about never and in hell!" Bonnie mumbled angrily in her teeth, while seeing Elijah walked toward her with a man by his side. Finally it seemed they would leave the port and meet Caroline.


Hello my dear readers! Giggling like a stupid fool…LOL … This chapter was the bomb for me, reasons being: Klaroline, Kalijah, and Kenneth …. That is the death of me! What a joy to write this story, you have no idea. My love for the English country side, and Ireland… and this three pairing is bringing all sort of stupid smiles on my face while writing it. If I am a fool, I want to die happy as one then. Much love to all of you and thanks for your awesome presence and reviews!

Answers to guests reviews:

Angelvboo: Sweetie, you're too sweet…Thanks so much for your kind words, it is a joy to know that readers are enjoying it so much.

Guest: LOL … Well, maybe it will end better than you think ;) Have faith sweetie.

Guest2: Nope, there is no hope for them to forget that is for sure ;) About Elijah, you are right on the spot, sweetie. Thanks!

Ilovetvd: Hello sweetie! You know sometimes you need to have faith in the writer and the capacity of your own imagination. I always listen to my sixth sense about the scene I am writing, and if I don't put one, it is because I felt it was not necessary in the story. As for me being the Klaroline magic machine…LOL … Aww sweetie, thank you … I try…I go with my feelings on this. Big thanks for your continuous presence.

Luna: Hello my dear Luna, like I said to Ilovetvd above, I go with my sixth sense…When I don't put a scene it is because for me, it has to flow to a WOW factor … And I think it is important to go with our feelings as a writer. Nevertheless, like you have seen now, I addressed it with Klaus. As for the SMUT, I think you will love this one ;) Big thanks sweetie!

Justine: JUSTINEEEEEEEEEE! Darling, comment vas-tu? Le masque d'oxygène est prêt si jamais tu en as besoin ... LOL ... Oui, oui, je sais ... Alors là, le JUSTE UNE NUIT, c'est n'importe quoi...On s'en doute bien...Mais bon...C'est le plaisir de la chose aussi, autant pour vous que pour moi. Écoute, je n'y crois pas tu sais à l'auteur exceptionnel, mais tu me fais plaisir en le disant, je crois juste que je fais de mon mieux et que d'écrire est un don que je dois améliorer de jour en jour, mais je remercie Dieu pour cela! J'espère que tu apprécieras ce chaptire, car c'est un que j'ai les plus aimé écrire, je t'avoue...Merci ma chérie pour ta gentilesse.

Germangirl: Hello my dear Germangirl, so happy that you liked it so much. And believe me when I say that I see all the scenes in my head also. As for SEVEN DATES, I know…I know…I'm trying, but I go slow…I have a busy life these days, but the last chapter will come eventually, don't worry. Thanks sweetie.