Summary: Caroline finds her mate, which marks the start of her yearly Spring heat season. Prequel to "Heat" (Ch. 34 of Their Things) and "Hands On You" (Ch. 89 of Their Things). Another birthday present for LalainaJ.
Contains: Klaroline werewolf Mate AU where they're in heat in Spring, so basically an excuse for porn with a bit of plot. Blowjob, fingering, eating out, sex from behind, mutual masturbation, and anal. Also hair pulling, dirty talk, and possessive/dom!klaus and toys
Caroline stirred slowly, becoming very aware of being pulled against a man's body, strong arms encircling her torso, his morning erection pressing against the back of her thigh. She could feel brittle winter grass underneath them, the early morning air crisp against their naked skin, and she resisted the urge to groan in frustration as she slowly turned around to see who she was pressed against.
His body felt comfortable and right touching hers, and she instinctively knew without a doubt what that meant.
Werewolves could find their mate anytime after their 200th full moon, and it was really just her luck that she woke up the morning after hers curled in the arms of Ansel's son Klaus, the future Alpha of their pack. His eyes were still closed as he slept, and she squinted, trying to remember the night before.
Her instincts were harder to deny in wolf form, and the memories were always fuzzy when she woke, something that she'd been assured would become easier to control with age. When trying to describe waking up after a transformation to her friend Bonnie, Caroline had used the metaphor of drinking to the point of blacking out.
She remembered the feeling of the night air around her, the freedom that came with being in her natural skin. She'd taken off as soon as her paws hit the ground, and skidded to a halt when she smelled the scent of her mate in the air, turning to follow it, and she and the other wolf had ran together, playfully tackling each other and nipping at the other's skin.
She remembered the way he'd bitten her ear as they rolled together, how their wrestling had turned to-
She knew her cheeks were bright red, and she ruthlessly pushed down the memory, trying to find something-anything-else to think about.
Caroline had always hoped that she'd find him later rather than sooner. Once you had a mate, your life got infinitely more complicated. Cravings for comfort and touch became much more intense, and going into heat in Spring seemed inconvenient.
That, and she wasn't exactly excited to listen to her mother's endless lectures on the dangers of underage sex and pointedly leaving condoms near her bed next April when she had her first heat.
"You all right, love?" Klaus mumbled, his voice rough from sleep, not opening his eyes, but pulling her closer to him, burying his nose in her neck.
She figured that it was useless to pretend she had no idea what was going on (they both knew she was smarter than that), but she couldn't help pointing out that she wasn't exactly thrilled with him being her mate, and he opened his eyes to shoot her a reproachful look. "You honestly weren't expecting it?"
He asked his question as though it had been commonly known that they were mates, and he had just been waiting around for the formal confirmation, which made her bristle in annoyance.
"No. I wasn't."
He was quiet for a few seconds, not seeming the least bit hurt by her words, before he gave her an easy, dimpled grin. "Well, I suppose I'll just have to convince you to accept it."
She scoffed, wriggling out of his arms, and he let her, watching her as she stood, highly aware of how naked she was, how bare.
"We should head back."
He nodded, and she determinedly looked away from him as he stood, crossing her arms over her breasts, feeling heat creep up her cheeks. She was intensely aware of the lean muscles of his body behind her as his front pressed against her back, his breath hot on her ear as he spoke, his lips moving against her skin.
"Lead the way."
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Caroline was lost in her thoughts as she put her math book in her locker, pulling out her chemistry binder and stuffing it in her purse. She had spent most of the hour-long drive home from the national park they used for full moon nights wrapping her mind around the concept of Klaus being her mate. It was more difficult than it probably should have been.
When they were kids he wasn't very likeable, and though a lot of the pack seemed to blame it on a complicated family life, Caroline was of the personal opinion that a sad origin story did not make it okay to be an ass. He was the only son of the Alpha of their pack. Ansel had never been able to find an Alpha female, but when another pack passed through, he'd had a one-night stand with one of the females.
Pack lineage was paternal, and Klaus had been delivered to their pack when he was a little less than three years old, a fresh bruise on his arm from what was clearly a male hand. Esther had given Ansel a quick explanation, and the Alpha immediately took Klaus in.
Klaus still kept in touch with his seven half-siblings, mostly through the efforts of the older ones reaching out to him, insisting that he was family, but Ansel had always wanted a child, and Klaus had gone from a life where he was the least favorite of his adoptive father and clearly neglected, to one where his wishes were indulged to a point of spoiling him.
He'd gotten better over time, though he still went through girlfriends like tissue paper, and she wasn't looking forward to being looked at by other girls as his flavor of the week, especially considering how hard she'd worked to be taken seriously. She was trying to figure out how best to approach the inevitable rumor mill when she felt someone's presence behind her.
"Good morning, sweetheart," Klaus said, kissing her on the cheek, his palm burning into her skin as he pressed his hand to the small of her back.
His voice was heavily laden with innuendo, as though he was trying to make her remember how they'd woken up (as if she'd need a reminder), but she couldn't help tipping her head slightly to the side to give him easier access as he nipped her ear.
"Morning," she said, slightly proud of herself for not sounding too breathless. "Are we dating now, or something?"
He looked vaguely amused. "I should hope so."
She pressed her lips together, and he was observing her as she drew herself up to her full height, her arms crossed over her chest. "I want to set some ground rules then."
"Whatever you want, sweetheart."
She felt a frown cross her face at how weirdly affectionate he sounded. "Okay. Good. First, none of that jealousy bullshit. You know that we're...mates, and there's no point in proving you're the alpha male."
"I don't have to prove anything," he said, his lips tipping up at the sides, and she poked him in the arm, ignoring his exaggerated reproachful expression.
"Second, don't think this means I'm jumping into bed with you. I want to be wooed. Dates and stupid Valentine's Day teddy bears and everything. Got it?"
She was mostly joking about the teddy bears, but she did want him to work for it. She'd never liked the idea of the obligation that seemed implicit in the mate bond, and she wanted to build a real relationship with him.
"Got it," he echoed. "Anything else, love?"
"I'll let you know if anything comes up."
The bell rang just as she finished her sentence, and Klaus bent to brush his lips across her cheek again before leaving without a backward glance, and she reached to touch where he'd kissed her, still feeling the burn of his mouth against her skin.
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Caroline shifted uncomfortably as she turned over in bed again, her entire body slick with sweat, sheets brushing against her ultra-sensitive skin, her pussy throbbing insistently as she rubbed her thighs together. She'd stayed home from school that day, her mother taking pity on her and calling into the office to tell them that she was too sick to attend, a flicker of understanding in her eyes that made Caroline squirm in embarrassment.
Sex wasn't as taboo among werewolves as it was among humans, but she'd been around her human friends long enough to know how awkward it was that her mother was completely aware that there was nothing she wanted more than to drive to Klaus's house and lock his bedroom door for hours.
A week after Caroline had found out that she and Klaus were mated, Liz had dragged her to Dr. Fell's, explaining that it would be best to get her on some sort of contraceptive as far in advance of heat as possible. At the time, Caroline hadn't quite understood why it was so important when condoms were readily available, but now that she was experiencing the feeling of it, she got why it was nice to not have to worry about it.
"It'll get better as you get older," Liz said once she'd hung up with the school secretary, and left Caroline to settle down with some chocolate and her computer, catching up on television and trying to ignore the persistent thrum of arousal between her legs. Before long, the heat from the laptop was too uncomfortable no matter how many layers she put between it and her skin, and she pushed it away, grabbing a book and trying to read.
It was barely mid-morning when she got the text from Klaus.
[10:03am] [From: Klaus]: Where are you?
[10:04am] [To: Klaus]: Home.
[10:04am] [From: Klaus]: Your mum let you stay home?
[10:04am] [To: Klaus]: Yeah.
[10:04am] [From: Klaus]: In bed?
[10:04am] [To: Klaus]: Maybe...
[10:05am] [From: Klaus]: Thinking of me?
Caroline bit her lip, smiling slightly. It was bizarrely satisfying to know that Klaus was clearly as uncomfortable as she was, and she decided to tease him a little.
She'd been cautioned by various sources not to take naked photos of herself, but she and Klaus weren't exactly going to break up, and she knew that Alphas were possessive enough that the chance of Klaus showing any other person a picture of her in anything that didn't cover as much of her body as possible was almost zero.
She pushed the sheet down around her legs and angled the phone carefully, snapping a few photos until she managed to capture one that was flattering. The picture showed her spread across her sheets, her thin tank top clinging to her skin, nipples pebbling through the fabric. Her cotton panties were damp with arousal, and her hair was sticking to her face, eyes dark with lust, lips full and puffy.
She sent it, watching as the small chat bubble appeared and disappeared a few times before Klaus responded.
[10:09am] [From: Klaus]: How am I supposed to concentrate now, sweetheart?
[10:09am] [To: Klaus]: I'm sure you'll manage.
He immediately sent her a picture of the bulge in his jeans, and she felt her core clench at how aroused he was, how much he wanted her.
[10:10am] [From: Klaus]: I'll be over during lunch.
[10:11am] [From: Klaus]: I want to see you on your hands and knees for me
She couldn't help but picture it in her mind, how it would feel for him to take her from behind, his hand buried in her hair, her face pressed against her pillow, muffling her moans.
[10:12am] [To: Klaus]: I can't wait.
[10:12am] [From: Klaus]: Are you touching yourself thinking about me, sweetheart?
God, she wanted to... She was unable to resist letting her fingers wander between her thighs again, sneaking under the fabric covering her dripping center. Her fingers slid over her clit, already slick with her arousal, and she felt her legs shake, her body already close to tipping over the edge. She snapped a picture that captured her flushed skin, her fingers curled against her clit prominent in the frame.
[10:12am] [To: Klaus]: Yes
[10:13am] [From: Klaus]: Fuck Caroline
She grinned, imagining him in class staring down at his phone, his cock throbbing uncomfortably in his jeans as he tried to concentrate.
Although, he'd probably given up on it by now, and was most likely picturing her in his mind, distracted from the lecture by his fantasies of her.
If that wasn't a turn-on, she didn't know what was.
Her hips chased her fingers as she circled her clit, her body tensing as she felt her lower belly tighten before she shattered, her body shaking with the intensity of her release.
[10:19am] [To: Klaus]: I want you
[10:21am] [From: Klaus]: on my way.
Her core was throbbing again, and she sent a quick text back to say that she'd be waiting before pulling herself out of bed, her skin still overly sensitive, body still almost vibrating with need. She knew that it would take him about five minutes to get to her house from school, and she ran a hand through her hair and walked down the stairs to get a glass of water, her arousal slick on her inner thighs.
She'd downed two glasses when the doorbell rang, and after checking through the peephole to make sure it was Klaus, she opened to door. His eyes widened when he took in her disheveled appearance, his pupils dark with lust.
"Fuck, sweetheart..."
His erection prominent under the fabric of his jeans as he drank her in, and she knew that she must look like a mess.
His movements were predatory as he walked inside, pushing her back against the door and pressing himself against her, his cock hard against her inner thigh as he nosed her neck. She wound her fingers into his shirt, her head tipping to the side as he bit her neck hard, and she knew that it would leave a prominent mark, reminding anyone who looked at her who she belonged to.
She returned the favor, feeling his jaw move as he smiled when she licked and bit his neck, leaving a bright stain on his skin.
His hand stroked her lower back under her top, and the rough fabric rubbing against her sensitive nipples made her squirm against him. He groaned, grinding against her thigh.
His hands tugged at the hem of her top, and she pulled back, lifting her arms up to let him pull it off before his lips fused to hers, his kisses rough and demanding.
"Bed?" she gasped out between kisses, pulling back to help pull his shirt over his head.
"Too far," he mumbled, moving to lie on the floor and tugging her so that she landed on top of him, cushioning her fall. He cupped her ass, his fingernails digging into her skin as he ground against her, her breasts pressed against his chest. She wriggled away, moving onto her hands and knees, her wolf clawing at the inside of her skin, craving to be taken.
She looked behind her to see Klaus moving behind her, impatiently pushing down the cloth covering her center and unzipping his jeans.
She let her head hang between her arms, moaning softly as his cock pressed against her entrance, and rolling her hips to encourage him. "I need you," she said, her voice embarrassingly wanton, and she could have sworn she heard him chuckle quietly before he pushed inside of her, filling her completely.
They'd had sex before, but having it during heat was an entirely new sensation, her whole body humming with pleasure as he moved, and she gasped out his name, her back arching, fingers curling into the carpet.
"You have no idea how difficult this morning was, Caroline. I arrived expecting to be able to drag you into a closet and take you between classes, to be able to watch you shift in your seat just a few desks away with my release staining your thighs. I wanted to mark you with my scent, my mate, to see you desperate and wanting for me."
"Klaus," she breathed, her back arching, body tensing as he slammed into her, and he reached to press his finger against her clit as he fucked her, his other hand steadying her hip. "Oh my god..."
He squeezed her hip lightly before letting go, tangling his hand in her hair and tugging it, making jolts of arousal hit her lower belly, and she clenched around him.
"And then you sent me those pictures...Do you know how difficult it was to keep a straight face when my cock was hard and aching for you? I spent half of my class fantasizing about flipping you over and taking you like this. I imagined how you'd scream for me, the way you'd moan my name. I imagined how pretty your skin would look marked, my come dried on your inner thighs. I wanted you to submit to me before you turned on your back and spread your legs for me again, letting me watch your face as you came around my cock."
She moaned his name louder, her body shaking, and he leaned down to bite her shoulder, smiling against her skin.
"Say my name, sweetheart. I want anyone near us to hear who you belong to. Who your alpha is."
"Klaus..." she gasped, and he fucked her harder, his cock hitting her g-spot with every thrust.
She felt him tense behind her, his hands digging into her hips. "Come for me, sweetheart," he ordered. "I need you to come around my cock."
She felt the tension in her lower belly tighten as he spoke, the way the filthy words rolled off of his tongue almost unbearably arousing. She came with a sob, her pussy clenching around his cock, the pleasure of it making her arms unable to support her body. She stretched out, sticking her ass higher in the air and burying her face in her arms as he fucked her through her orgasm, spilling inside of her moments later.
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"Caroline..." Klaus said warningly from his desk, watching her strip off her shirt out of the corner of his eye.
She grinned, shimmying out of her jeans as well and bending to look in the mirror to fix her make-up before walking to the closet, flipping through the dresses hanging there. She could feel his eyes on her as she bit her lip, considering her options.
It was their second year of college, and they'd managed to get placed in the co-ed dorms and requested each other as roommates, pushing the twin beds together to make a double bed. Caroline had been hesitant to do it the first year, because she'd wanted to make friends, but after her roommate Hayley's constant complaining about Klaus's presence in their room, she'd decided to give into his requests for this year.
The Winter Wonderland themed party she'd been organizing with the Center for Student Activities was that night, and she'd made sure that Klaus was fully aware of the hell he'd experience if he wasn't ready to go on-time, so he was working on the project he'd been putting off.
He was a Software Engineering major, though he was also minoring in Studio Art, and he had a term-long group project that had proven incredibly frustrating for him due to his teammates relative incompetency.
However, if he didn't want her to distract him, he shouldn't have waited until the last minute.
It wasn't that she was consciously trying to divert his attention, but he'd always liked watching her get ready for things (probably liking the idea of her getting dressed up just for him, which she wasn't, but if it made him happy she'd let him think so). The party wasn't formal, but she enjoyed looking nice, and she finally selected a tight bodycon dress, pulling it on and beginning the inevitable battle with the zipper.
She heard Klaus's chair scrape the floor as he got up, walking up behind her and moving her hair aside to press a soft kiss to her neck as he zipped up the dress.
"I do like it better off than on," he said quietly, his eyes dark as he admired her reflection in the mirror.
"Later," she assured him, turning around and pressing a kiss to his lips, her hands steady on his chest. "Finish your thing so that we can go."
He nodded, and she carefully applied makeup as he finished the section he was working on. "I should be able to finish the rest after we get back," he said, standing and stretching and she nodded, handing him her wallet and phone, which he pocketed so that she wouldn't have to carry a purse.
Ten minutes later, she left him by the refreshments table to dance, and she could feel his eyes on her as she moved with her friends, laughing and playfully pressing against each other, drinks in hand.
It wasn't long before she smelled the unmistakable odor of douche cologne, and she turned to see a guy around her age giving her a heated look as he grabbed her hand, pulling her to dance with him. "Hey gorgeous, how's your night going?"
"Just fine, you?" she asked, content to dance with the stranger just for fun.
He wasn't bad, and she doubted Klaus was up for dancing that night. They made small talk (his name was apparently Enzo, and he was a chemistry major), and he made her laugh once or twice.
She spied her mate out of the corner of her eye, whose posture had gone rigid, his eyes glittering, and she gave him a small smirk as she pressed herself further against the guy behind her.
"Good, thanks," the guy said, setting his hands low on her hips, and she drew the line there, ready to grab his wrists and pull his hands to more appropriate territory.
Before she'd even closed her fingers around them, Klaus was there. "Dance?" he asked, his voice rough, and she grinned, nodding.
"This is my boyfriend," she said, somewhat apologetically, feeling bad for leading the guy on (he seemed cool, despite his questionable cologne choice).
He just shrugged. "Nice to meet you anyway, gorgeous."
"He seems nice," she said absently, turning around to sling her arms over Klaus's shoulders, pressing herself against him.
He grunted, not bothering to answer, and she just laughed. "You have nothing to worry about," she said, and he scoffed.
"I hadn't thought I did," he said with a small dimpled grin, bending to press soft kisses to her jaw. "You're mine, Caroline."
"Maybe we should introduce him to Bonnie," she said, tilting her head to the side as Klaus's lips traveled down her skin slowly.
He hummed to show he'd heard, though she knew that he honestly couldn't care less. "As long as he doesn't touch you again."
"Can you not?" she complained, her tone more playful than irritated, and he ran his palms up and down her sides.
"Mine," he said again, nuzzling her jaw.
"Yeah, yeah," she said long-sufferingly, tugging the ends of his hair lightly between her fingers and planting a quick, soft kiss to his lips.
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"Klaus, I seriously need to get this done," she panted out, not even trying to hold on as Klaus pulled her textbook out of her hands and tugged her dress over her head, pressing her back against his front and cupping her breasts, tugging her nipples between his fingers as he pressed kisses to her neck.
"It can wait."
"It's due tomorrow."
He continued to sprinkle kisses along her collarbone, and she wriggled against him, the lace of her thong soaked through, and he moved one hand between her legs to press the cloth aside, slipping two fingers into her pussy, his thumb pressing against her clit.
She shook against him, slumping back against his body, and she felt him smile against her neck. "You should have done it last week, sweetheart," he said chidingly, but she didn't have the energy to call him out on his tone, letting him flip her onto her back, pinning her arms above her head and pulling her thong down her legs. "Relax."
She arched her back as Klaus took a nipple in his mouth, tugging it lightly with his teeth, a soft moan escaping her lips. He flicked his tongue against the sensitive skin before blowing on the wet trail he left, making her shiver. He tugged at her nipple with his fingers, moving to her other breast with his mouth, and she squirmed against him, her need for friction making her desperate for touch.
"Klaus, please..." she said, struggling to get him to let go of her wrists, and she felt him smile against her breast.
"Be patient, Caroline."
"Klaus, I am in heat," she snapped. "Waiting is not my favorite activity right now."
"I thought you needed to get your homework done," he said teasingly, and she growled, noticing the way his eyes flashed with want at the sound.
"I want you now."
"I'm aware," he said easily, and she wondered how he could be so calm. She could feel his cock hard and leaking precum against her leg, the way he panted softly when she shifted underneath him to give him friction.
She gasped as he dropped hot, open-mouthed kisses down her abdomen, and she moaned softly in anticipation when he pressed her thighs back, spreading her legs for him, giving her a warning look to indicate that she should keep her wrists where they were. She played along for now, her hips chasing his mouth as he hovered just centimeters away from her center, and she gasped out his name as he nipped her inner thighs lightly, his mouth so close to where she wanted it, but not giving her any relief.
"Please..." she moaned, and she felt him smile against her inner thigh. "Klaus, please."
Her entire body shuddered at the first brush of his tongue against her center, and she rolled her hips against his mouth when he swirled his tongue around her entrance before thrusting it inside of her, curling it against her walls. Klaus traced her folds, flicking his tongue against her sensitive skin before moving to swirl it around her clit, pressing the flat of his tongue against it, making her writhe underneath his mouth.
He pushed her thighs back further to give himself better access, and she sobbed out his name as he lapped enthusiastically at her arousal, the tightness in her lower belly growing close to snapping as he built her up.
"Fuck," she panted, abandoning her attempt to keep her wrists in place and moving to wind her hands in the sheets.
He stopped, and she cried out in frustration as he pulled back, licking her arousal away from his lips as he looked down at her. She knew how she must look, naked and panting, her skin flushed, eyes dark and wanting, and he stared down at her for a few seconds before moving to press his lips against hers, his tongue pressing inside of her mouth, hands clamping down on her wrists to press them against the mattress.
She moaned against his mouth, spreading her legs and wrapping them around his waist to grind against his cock, and he broke away from her. "Do you want me to fuck you, Caroline? Claim you?"
"Yes," she said impatiently, knowing he just wanted to hear it, and he grinned.
"Tell me."
"Klaus..." she whined, arching her back, and he chuckled softly, bending to nip at her neck.
"Tell me."
"Please fuck me. I want you so much," she gasped out, moaning his name when he pressed inside of her, filling her.
It only took a few thrusts of his cock against her g-spot before she was coming around him, writhing beneath him, her body twisting as she cried out, and he continued to move, fucking her hard and fast, the sound of their skin slapping together filling the room.
"Do you like it when I take you like this, Caroline? When I make you beg for me?"
"Yes," she gasped out, already feeling her second orgasm building.
"Tell me who you belong to, sweetheart."
"You," she panted out, her breaths coming out in sharp gasps. "My mate. I'm yours."
She lifted her hips to meet his thrusts, enjoying the way his breathing was ragged, his eyes full of want as he watched her beneath him, and it was only moments later that he came inside of her, slumping on top of her body, burying his face in her neck. They rested like that for a few moments before Caroline flipped them over, reaching to stroke his cock as he hardened again. He was coated with her arousal, his cock slick to her touch, and she settled on her knees between his legs, bending to lick it off.
Her tongue ran slowly along the underside of his cock, one of her palms pressed against his thigh to steady him, and he groaned, his hands digging into the mattress. She curled her hand around his shaft and wrapped her lips around his cock, slowly moving to take more of him as she stroked him with her hand.
"Touch yourself for me," he said, his voice rough with need, and she reached between her thighs to rub her clit, her fingers sliding against the slickness of their mingled arousal. He swore under his breath as he watched with greedy eyes, and she sucked him harder, her hand moving faster against her clit.
She pulled her hand away from him, taking as much of him as she could, the tip of his cock hitting the back of her throat, and he groaned at the sight of it.
"Caroline..."
She moaned around him as she sucked him, her cheeks hollowing, and she enjoyed watching him come apart as she touched him, the way his body would shake as he fought to hold on. Her finger moved faster against her clit, and she felt herself approach the edge. She massaged his balls, paying attention to his tells, and sped up her movements when it was clear that he was about to come, swallowing when he spilled in her mouth.
Caroline sat up, licking her lips, and he pulled her back on top of him, his hand wandering between her legs, slipping two fingers into her aching pussy and curling them against her g-spot, watching her face intently as he pleasured her.
"We'll take a break in a bit. I do love watching you try to concentrate on your work when you're uncomfortably aroused, your skin stained with my scent..."
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It was the worst kept secret in the pack that Ansel had wanted Mikael dead for what he did to his son, and once the man's youngest child was fully grown, he struck. If a werewolf died in their wolf form, the body wouldn't transform back, which was convenient for pack takeovers.
During one full moon soon after Klaus and Caroline finished college, the citizens of Mystic Falls swore that the wolves of the forest howled more than usual, and the police found the torn body of several wolves in the woods right outside the town.
To be truthful, it seemed that no one in his pack missed Mikael all that much, even his mate.
Klaus took over the pack without much fuss, uniting the two, and ran it alongside his father. Caroline wasn't born into an alpha line, but as Klaus's mate it was her duty to learn as much about ruling as she could. She took to it easily, excelling at securing alliances with other packs and keeping Klaus from letting his temper get the better of him in difficult situations.
Running the pack was a full-time job that didn't pay, and both of them worked full time as well. It was lucky that they were both Type A workaholics, because if they hadn't been it would have been difficult to manage.
Caroline had worked her way up the ladder of an accounting firm very quickly before getting recruited to work at a large corporation by the time she was twenty-seven. Unfortunately, being the person most recently hired put her on the lowest rung of the totem pole, and she'd been assigned a business trip that she was unable to get out of that would end the day after heat season started.
Or, well, it was supposed to have.
She managed to help solve the problem early, and since she'd driven rather than flew she was free to go home. She arrived in the late afternoon of the first day of heat season. Figuring she'd surprise Klaus, she moved to their bedroom and stripped, falling between their sheets, her skin humming with the now-familiar craving for his touch.
She knew that he'd be home in a little less than an hour, and she didn't see the harm in starting without him. She closed her eyes, spreading her legs and letting her hands trail down her stomach. She pressed her fingers against her clit, the other hand cupping her breast and massaging it gently as she fantasized about what Klaus would do when he found her home early.
She rolled onto her hands and knees, her fingers working furiously between her thighs as she brought herself to the edge, pretending her fingers were his, wishing that his soft voice was whispering all the filthy things she wanted in her ear.
She came with his name on her lips, her body shaking, and she let herself recover for a few seconds before she felt the ache in her core build again, her need overpowering her. She rolled over to get her vibrator out of her side table, switching it on and pressing it inside of her, lifting her hips. She began to move it slowly, and she faintly heard the door open in the background as she neared her second orgasm.
She let her hands drop, breathing hard, the toy still pulsing inside of her, and turned to see Klaus in the doorway, eyes wide.
"Hey," she said, rolling over and bringing her leg up as she arched her back, stretching, and she faintly heard Klaus groan.
"Don't stop on my account, sweetheart."
"You want to watch?" she asked, her voice slightly breathless, and he nodded, his eyes fixed on her as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, his cock already hard underneath the fabric.
She kept eye contact with him as she pressed the toy more fully inside of her, arching her back, her lips slightly parted. She was watching his reactions as she pressed two fingers against her clit while angling the vibrator with the other, moaning when she watched him take his cock in his hand, his gaze consuming her as he stroked himself.
"You like watching me?"
He nodded, his thumb brushing over the tip of his cock and she moaned, arching her back as she felt another orgasm crash over her, her pussy clenching around the toy.
"You are stunning," he gasped out, and she smiled.
"Yeah?" she asked, moving to pull out the toy.
"Leave it in," he said quietly, and she bit her lip, moving her hand away and watching her move towards her, his steps predatory.
She moaned when he crawled on top of her, his lips catching hers in rough, biting kisses. "I missed you, Caroline," he said between kisses, his teeth sinking into her lip. "You were all I could think about."
"Me too," she gasped out, her fingernails scratching down his back, making him shake against her, his cock pressing insistently against her inner thigh, the toy pulsing inside of her, making her core ache with need.
"I want to claim you," he said, and she nodded frantically, turning on her hands and knees, her wolf clawing at her to let him take her in the most primal of ways.
God, she'd missed this, she thought as he pressed the lube against her back entrance, his finger slipping inside of her slowly while his other hand pressed the vibrator inside of her to make sure that it would stay, and she took a deep breath, shifting slightly as she adjusted, her head hanging between her arms. He added another finger, moving them slowly, and she moaned softly. She felt Klaus bend to press kisses to her shoulderblade as his fingers moved.
"Ready, sweetheart?"
She nodded, not bothering to speak, too busy dealing with the overwhelming need for his touch building up inside of her with every second she went without his hands on her. He groaned as he stroked himself a few times, and she felt the slick head of him press against her back entrance, and she moaned as he entered her, pausing to make sure she was comfortable before he began to move.
She loved the feeling of him filling her, especially with the addition of the toy pulsing inside of her, and it was almost too much when he pressed his thumb against her clit, the other hand wound in their sheets as he fucked her.
The vibrator pulsed against her g-spot making her squirm, and he was slamming into her as she submitted, her head down, the room filled with the sounds of their ragged breathing and the consistent buzz of the toy.
He leaned down and bit her harshly on the neck, and she clenched around him, her body shaking as she came. He fucked her through her orgasm, groaning her name as he came inside of her, dropping kisses down her shoulderblade and spine as he pulled away, gently tugging the toy out of her.
Her limbs were heavy with satiation, and she hummed in contentment as he nuzzled her neck. "Shower?" he offered between light kisses to her jaw and neck.
"In a minute," she said, trying to calm her breathing. "I love you."
"And I you, my mate."
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