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Chapter Ten

Klaus watched as Layla lay next to him sleeping. The sun was just setting and the rays were shining into his room. He let his fingers lightly ghost over her bare shoulder. He would never admit out loud, but she was the one he wanted to be having a baby with right now. He could sense her hurt over Hayley being pregnant. He saw the pain in her face when Hayley in her excitement over feeling the baby move grabbed his hand and placed it on her stomach. He didn't know how to make this easier for her. Hell he didn't know how to make this easier for anyone of them.

"Stop starring at me." Layla mutter without opening her eyes.

"Now why would I deny myself the beauty of watching you sleep?" he pressed his lips to her shoulder as she sighed sleepily." Or hear you whisper my name and moan softly." He smiled into her bare shoulder." I rather enjoyed waking up to the sound of my name coming out of your beautiful mouth." His breath teased her heated skin.

"Has anyone every told you that you are a weirdo?" she turned toward him as she opened her eyes to meet his. She smiled sleepily at him as her hand went to his cheek. She still loved him as much as she tried to deny it she never stopped. That was the worst part of their situation.

"As much as I would love nothing more than to spend the rest of this night making you mine until you beg for mercy." he kissed her lips." We can't because we have to make an appearance with Marcel." He kissed the side of her neck in haling her scent.

"This isn't going to get me out of bed to get dressed." she moaned breathy as he pushed the covers from over her breast and began kissing each one.

"I can't help myself." He mumbled against her skin." You're intoxicating." she wiggled against him. He pulled back from her as she stared into his eyes and traced his lips with her thumb. Her heart swelled with love for Klaus. She could see the man he could be if he just let his self be him.

"It would be rude of us not to show up." her breath caught in her throat as he kissed her neck once more.

"You keep looking at me like that love and I'll give you exactly what you're not asking for, but we both want." Klaus stated as he invaded her personal space.

"You can't we have to meet Marcel." she whispered as she pushed him away from her, but he grabbed her before she could get out of bed.

"I'm sure Marcel wouldn't mind us being late since you just got back and we are married after all." Klaus kissed her deeply drawing a lusty moan from her.

"I'm starving." She said as he moved from her mouth back to her neck.

"So, am I" his voice was muffled as he spoke against her neck sending shivers of awareness down her spine.

"I need actual food." she half moaned half groaned as he kissed a path down to the valley of her breast.

"Alright we'll play this your way for now love." Klaus said as he kissed her lips and got up out of bed." Well come on love you said you're starving." she tossed a pillow at him which he caught.

"Sometimes I don't know if I want you dead or not." she muttered as she grabbed his discarded shirt from earlier.

"But you want me nonetheless." he smirked as he kissed her sweetly on her lips.

"Hmm, I'm starting to rethink that." she stated as he smirked at her evilly and yanked her into his swallowing her startled gasp as he crushed her lips with his. Just when she was ready to give in to him he pulled away from her and moved quickly to the door across the room.

"Hurry up love wear something you're not attached to because the second we get home I'm gonna rip every bit of your clothing off." the smoldering look he gave her sent of wave of heat through her body causing the wetness between her legs to increase.

She heard the growl from Klaus and blushed as she realized he'd be able to smell her arousal. She moved to find her clothes. She picked up her shorts and began to put them on. She could feel Klaus's eyes on her every movement. When she picked up her top she turned to glare at Klaus. He smirked at her as he stalked across the room. He took it from her fingers and grabbed her by the waist. She put her hands on his shoulders to protest.

"You ripped my sports bra." her voice sounded low and breathless.

"I also ripped your pink lacy underwear too" he tossed the ruin top over his shoulder.

"Yeah, I couldn't find those." she tried to not focus on the fact that his closeness was affecting her badly.

"You won't either." he told her as he ran his hand up to the underside of her breast.

"Did you steal them?" she joked as his thumps grazed her nipples.

"No, but I was a little overzealous and shredded them sorry love." He wasn't sorry. He leaned down and kissed her neck licking her rapid pulse point as he sucked on it drawing a deep moan from her.

"Klaus," she warned halfheartedly. His hands slid lower as they pushed her shorts down." This isn't me getting dressed." she gasped as his fingers slid up the length of her wet slit.

"I changed my mind we're going to be late." he inserted his finger inside her soaking wetness.

She moaned as she ran her hand up over his hips around his back. She wanted him there was no doubt about it. He wanted her just as bad and he knew he would never get enough of her. Her soft moaning was encouraging him as he continued to torture her with his finger. She dug her nails into his shoulder as he let his fangs graze her beating pulse. His thump rubbed circles on throbbing bundle electing a cry of pleasure as she brought her mouth to his neck and sucked on the pulse point. She licked it as he sunk his fangs into her neck and drank gently from her. She cried out his name as her nails left a bloody mark on his back that quickly healed.