CHAP 49:
Nostrils flared Elijah stood and looked to be appraising me for a few long moments. Seeing as he hadn't moved since I'd looked to him perhaps he was deciding how to proceed. I could tell him how to. He could get himself over to me as quickly as possible. With that notion in mind I raised my free hand to reach out to him, imploring him to close the distance. When he remained where he was I bit down on my lower lip as another wave of pleasure rolled through me and rotated my offered hand so I could curl my finger in a come hither motion.
"Did you hear me? There's no need for this." His voice was a little strained and though he finally moved towards me, he was hesitant. Retracting my arm I placed that hand on my right breast. Stopping next to me he kept his eyes on mine as he took hold of the wrist at the top of my knickers and removed my hand from between my legs. Mewling softly and desperate for continued friction I grabbed his arm and climbed up him while rising to my feet. All the while my eyes glued to his. "Elena," he warned. Clutching onto him I quickly made the necessary movements to wrap my legs around his middle before I wrestled with his head and neck, which he was straining away from me. Initially he'd removed his hands from me completely, not in surrender but rejection. A statement of how he wasn't encouraging me. But now his hands were back trying to pry my own from his head and neck. Finally I managed to close the distance between our faces and joined our mouths. Rewarded when Elijah kissed me back, despite now trying to remove my legs from his person. I wanted more than to kiss him, but found I couldn't get enough of his mouth and groaned in frustration when he managed to tear his from mine. Panting I furrowed my brow at feeling rejected, then persisted trying to kiss him again. He was being far too difficult. After all, he'd kissed me back, what was his problem?
"Elijah. Come on." I half ordered through my sexual frustration and lifted myself up him a little to begin securing his head again.
"Jonas," he called. "Come in and get started. I can't calm Elena down." Securely holding me to him with one arm around my back at waist level, the other came up behind me before the attached hand pressed my head and neck forward over his shoulder, holding me tight. At first I enjoyed his cooperation, but was fed up and began to struggle when he didn't continue.
"Elijah, please." I whined then Jonas came into view and placed his hand over my forehead. Instantly I felt like I was stuffed up with a really bad cold. I coughed and the sound was of a sickening chesty cough. Again I coughed then cried out as my nose and throat cleared but felt red raw. Like sandpaper. My next cough was painful and dry and I felt a little short of breath. But Jonas removed his hand then and apart from a very dry throat I was fine. I was still in the mood for sex. But I could restrain myself now. Relaxing in my hold on Elijah I thanked Jonas who I still faced. Then I hugged Elijah and thanked him while his hold on me changed to supportive.
"You can let me down now." I stated quietly and stepped down off him. "I-. I'm so sorry." I blurted then looked down as my face burned. I noticed a slight tenting at the front of Elijah's slacks as he buttoned the front of his jacket, probably to cover it. The silence in the room was palpable.
With my gaze having now met with the floor I sat on the edge of the bath again. Still no-one was saying anything. I felt like the proverbial elephant in the room, but one those present were on the edge of highlighting. Trying to tell myself neither of them were even looking at me. That I wasn't under scrutiny of any kind, my mind slowly kicked into gear and I worked to get past the shame and paranoia. "Thank you both." I said again. "Klaus will be furious with you Jonas. You used magic on me," I said sadly.
"He may, and he may not. Since it didn't affect you negatively Klaus may have no issue with it."
"What did you do?" My embarrassment restricting the amount of curiosity in my voice as I continued staring at the floor.
"A simple healing spell used for respiratory illness. It cleared the affected areas of all Klaus' blood."
"I'm sorry if performing magic on me for the second time hurts you as well as Greta."
"That particular spell wont. It's the same low grade magic as the anti-nausea spell I performed on you soon after you arrived here." In response I nodded my head slowly.
Again there was silence before the two men began speaking in low voices to each other as Elijah directed Jonas to the door before closing it after he left. I purposely ignored what they were saying, knowing it was likely to be about me.
"Elena. Are you alright?" Elijah enquired as he came back from the door.
"Yeah." I said, sounding as though being so was surprising. Analytically remembering the dance partners I'd had this evening and how I'd been with them irked me as I remained seated, leant forward with my chin on my hands while my elbows rested on my knees. Suddenly even more horrified when I realised Elijah wasn't the only one I'd kissed this evening I bolted upright and started for the sink. I desperately needed to brush my teeth but Elijah caught me with his hands on my waist. "Elijah. I have to wash my mouth out, brush my teeth. I-"
"I think you should hold off on that." Looking up at him in disbelief I just stared at him a moment.
"Do you know how many I've kissed tonight? I really have to do this now." I tried to move away from him but Elijah wouldn't allow it.
"Unfortunately I do know. I'm sorry I couldn't intervene enough to prevent that. No matter how I wanted to. But this could work to our advantage. You have a multitude of scents on you, tastes in your mouth. If given the chance," he paused while his gaze bored into mine. "Plan C, may commence at some point before you next bathe. May, being the operative word." Understanding why I'd have to endure how unfresh my mouth seemed I considered him a moment.
"Oh." I replied in understanding. "But we can't. Greta's tested me since Klaus and I last had sex. If I'm suddenly pregnant he'll know it's not with him."
"Of course," he muttered. "So many things this evening couldn't possibly fall into place so conveniently without Klaus making it all the more difficult."
"So will you let me wash my mouth out then?" Elijah took a moment to think on it and licked his lips.
"No. Perhaps it will work out."
"I hope it does. That would be the only worthwhile reason to keep my mouth this disgusting." Elijah chuckled at this but looked at me sympathetically.
"You didn't taste all that bad to me." Blushing I ducked my head to avoid his gaze, but it shot back up straight away.
"Klaus won't be happy. He mightn't mind everyone else. But you-," I trailed off.
"I, will be fine. There is such a variety on your person and in your mouth. Though each can be differentiated. Not being the only one shouldn't give rise to Klaus' jealously. Should it, it is his own doing. He fed you his blood in the fashion he did. Without any concern for your actions amongst the likes of his guests." Nodding I accepted the risk.
"I suppose it wasn't like you kissed me. I just couldn't control myself," my voice softened in anxiety of how I'd been behaving. "I'm sorry, by the way."
"You keep saying. But you need not apologise at all."
"But I noticed my actions, stimulated you. So all the same, I'm sorry for doing that to you." He chuckled again and tilted his head as he stared into my eyes.
"I only hope Jonas wasn't as observant as you." Elijah laughed softly. "If you ever fail to do such things to me I will be most concerned," face reddening I smiled before moving in quickly to peck him on the lips. After all. There was no reason I couldn't take advantage of the situation.
"What would I do without you?" I wondered aloud in compliment. "I need to get back out there."
"Are you sure you're ready?" He asked while letting me go so I could wander over to the sink and wash my hands.
"To assist Klaus kill a young girl? No." I replied bluntly as I assessed my appearance in the mirror. There was no beating around the bush tonight.
"What's this? He's asked that of you? Tonight?" Elijah's reflected features looked ominous.
"He has. Just this evening. With no time to mentally prepare myself." Stopping abruptly now my hands were clean I turned to face him, standing as tall as possible. I was going to have to work really hard now. Many of Klaus' guests would have seen how I was earlier. Experienced how I was. So I was going to have to maintain those standards, while holding back for my own safety, and sanity. "Anyway. Let's go."
"Are you sure? Elena. Doing what Klaus has asked of you is going to be traumatic. If you need some time to prepare yourself no matter how little, you could stay here a little while longer without suspicion."
"No. I'm not sure. But I won't be until I do what he asks. I don't know what's best right now. Wether thinking about it will make helping him kill harder or easier for me. I'd rather just not think about it and do what he says. Think of Jer and Jenna and the fact that they're alive and I can keep them that way." My tone was unfeeling, my reply direct. By the slight narrowing of Elijah's eyes as he listened to me and the weight within them he'd found some fault.
"Elena. Unless you're someone partial to murder anyone's maiden kill, whether as a vampire or human is not something you can ignore. I know this is hard on you, all of it. But you need to see and accept what you'll be doing. Own the kill. There is a sense of responsibility in taking another's life.-"
"You don't think I'm going to feel responsible?" I interrupted somewhat accusingly.
"That's not what I'm saying." He replied forcefully, to which I sighed.
"What are you saying then?" I asked solemnly, indicating for him to continue.
"As a vampire, one accepts that humans are food. But in doing so one shouldn't forget that they are living entities who sometimes give their lives for us to continue ours. Many vampires get into the habit of ignoring what they feed from. It does nothing for our particularly volatile character and it is in part why many of us change."
"That doesn't apply to me Elijah. I'm still human and Klaus is who will be actually killing the girl." Elijah looked at me sternly.
"Keeping in mind the possibility of you becoming a hybrid, there's no time like the present to ensure you keep certain things in mind such as the most conscientious way to take a life. Klaus' murderous nature is partly due to the rage that's always been within him. But also because there's a precarious balance to a vampire's heightened personality. Within every one of us there's this switch betweenour humanity and the nature of a vampire. Because we can feel so, intensely. Some of us can't bear it and we simply, switch off our feelings. Everything to do with our humanity we eradicate. If you start switching off now to save you the pain of taking someone's life, you're likely to rely on that habit when it is most crucial not to. You mustn't disown your role in killing the child." I listened guardedly. Understanding what he was saying but reluctant to embrace helping to kill a child. Elijah was informing me of this from a vampire's point of view. Perhaps as a hybrid it would be less likely I would switch off my humanity. But Klaus was one and I knew how callous and murderous he was. How much he enjoyed inflicting pain. Already I was afraid of changing if Klaus' plans unfolded as he wanted.
"I don't know what else to do." I said finally. "I can't help him if I don't help myself first. I just can't-." My voice broke off as my despair leached through the strong front I was trying to uphold. Looking directly in his eyes I silently begged for him to guide me. Tell me what to do or better yet, prevent me from having to take part.
"I disagree," his tone gentle but encouraging as he stepped towards me. "I believe you can do this, the right way." He extended his hand toward me as he became stationary.
"I can't." My response was whispered.
"Come here." After a moment I reluctantly stepped closer to him and placed my hand in his before he gently tugged me so that I stood in front of him. "You are scared. I know this firstly because of your heartbeat. But your body language screams the same, in addition to your speech." With his other hand he took hold of my free one. "From how rigidly you're holding your shoulders, to your general posture. You are tightly wound on stress. If I were to kill you now." A frown began creeping onto my face. "I would first remove your fear. Make you as comfortable as possible. Taking someone's life is lighter on the conscience if you haven't traumatised the individual too much. I suggest you do the same for the child. I assure you she will be frightened. Surely you've had dealings with upset children before?"
"Yes, but-."
"So use that to your advantage. Comfort her. Use your compassion. It is a gift that you can utilise now. To it's full extent. If you focus on keeping her happy, or at best comfortable. You'll find your focus on her will be the dominant element in place. Give to her the comfort she needs to face her death. She won't know that she's to die. But life's about looking forward. As a child she is hard wired to be immeasurably hopeful. So use it. Don't limit your calming by not committing yourself to her future. Hope is something we can all benefit from in dark times."
"Keep her happy?" I reiterated.
"Precisely."
"While all the while be aware that Klaus is going to murder her." I made a face. "God, she's just starting out her life. Has so much ahead of her she won't get to do or even know about. And what about her parents? Klaus is destroying a family for his own entertainment!" My tone was icy.
"Think only of the present. In keeping her calm. How you go about this is extremely important Elena."
"I get it." I acknowledged sadly. "But I really don't think I can. I can't just ignore how this is going to affect her and anyone who knows her." Elijah nodded and released my hand as he stepped into me and wrapped his arms around my middle. I hugged him in return and nuzzled my face against his neck. My eyes were starting to prickle, threatening to unleash the water works. Discussing the situation was setting me off. So I concentrated on my breathing alone.
"I know you can. Trust in that. Your actions will be fuelled by your own fear. I am not entirely sure how your hybrid status will affect the switch on your humanity. Since I only know what I've told you from my knowledge of vampirism. But your vampire tendencies will be the dominant. You can pick apart what I've been explaining to you all you want. There is a lot of uncertainty. Hybrids are an unknown. But I assure you. If you ignore your role tonight and it becomes a habit, it will change you." I don't want to change. I made a little noise and pushed myself back from him eyes shut before I tilted my head back slightly and screwed my eyes shut tighter. Elijah'd released me when I'd stepped back but he'd closed the distance again, because he'd placed a hand on my shoulder.
"No." I half grunted and flinched away from him opening my eyes and moved well clear of him before shutting my eyes again. "Are you trying to scare me even more?"
"I am trying to get you to put yourself and your own fear before the girl's," he explained gently. I couldn't very well berate him for it. He was doing so in my best interest. "Are you alright?" His voice weighted with concern.
"Fine." I said through gritted teeth. "Just give me a moment." My voice was a little wobbly.
"Very well. "Jesus, Elena. Pull yourself together. No crying. If you start again you won't stop." After a few minutes I breathed deeply to centre my overwhelming emotions and opened my eyes.
"It's time I got back out there."
"Are you certain?"
"Adamant. If I stay here and think on what he wants me to do any more I'm going to fall apart. I need to distract myself."
"That's one hell of a distraction." He replied morose.
"I don't do anything by halves," came my bitter response as we began our short journey back to Klaus and his guests.
Re-emerging amongst the crowd was harder than I'd hoped. But determination kicked in and I managed it. I couldn't wait for this evening to be over. If I could skip the killing I would. But I was never going to be that lucky. It didn't take long for Klaus to intercept me for another dance. Forcing myself to relax I worked my hardest to be sexy. As Klaus was holding me firmly to him it wasn't that difficult. I simply leant the side of my head against his and closed my eyes as we swayed.
"You've had my blood removed." He accused.
"I-. Yes. As helpful as it was. It was driving me insane." I explained gently within my head.
"To remove it magic would have been be used on you. Something I have explicitly prohibited. How did you fare?" Klaus' tone was dangerous.
"It did nothing to me. I'm alive. Because it wasn't invasive, it seemed a safe way to remove your blood."
"Who performed it?" Klaus manoeuvred his head to stare at me so intensely that I held my breath for a moment. It didn't seem sensible to lie. I didn't want to get Jonas in trouble, but what other explanation except the truth would come across as believable? Lying would only get me into trouble. Partners don't lie to one another after all. At least, I wasn't to.
"Jonas." I provided truthfully and Klaus squeezed the hand of mine he held tightly. "I'm fine." I reiterated brightly within my head. "I was a mess before, Klaus. I've kissed so many men here tonight and was led towards the intimate walkways you've provided with no resistance. Me, as I am now is a good thing. Please don't punish Jonas. I can be what you need tonight."
"Hmm. What about Elijah? No doubt he was the one who lined up Jonas to remove my blood from you."
"He was." Klaus growled within my head. "But now he won't interfere any more. He's been around me a lot tonight. Trying to direct me out of harms way. I kissed him because of your blood!" Here I made sure to express my annoyance to maintain the public relationship Elijah and I had. "If I can't control myself, then things like that happen." I continued more gently.
"You'd better be just as capable for the rest of this evening now you're relying on yourself alone."
"I will be. You know I will." My internal voice stronger and more confident than I felt. I could talk myself up at the moment, but only time would tell if I could be true to them.
"I do indeed. Your optimism is extremely flattering my love." It was only flattering to him because he knew what power he held over me.Klaus then kissed me thoroughly, making a good show of our intimate relationship which I mirrored. He was pleased judging by his soft growl and the dark pride in his eyes when we broke apart. Soon Klaus began leading me back over to the stairs. Instructing me to stand on the very first step while Klaus climbed just under half way up and got everyone's attention. I gazed up at him with the supportive interest required of me as he invited his guests to follow him out to the back to really kick off this evening's celebrations. I then took Klaus' offered arm when he rejoined me and began leading me to what I was considering the worse torture he'd inflicted on me so far.
Everyone was watching. Some were calling out, encouraging the twisted display Klaus and I were involved in. But for me that was all background noise. My heartbeat featured in the otherwise deafening silence of my mind, thudding like a drum between my ears. Clasped loosely in my left hand was the smaller hand of the little girl I was leading to Klaus. She was such a tiny thing, her eyes wide as she stayed as close to me as possible. Obviously frightened of all the people and their excited behaviour. I'd had to spin a story to get her to walk out here with me. She would have been so scared if I'd just grabbed and dragged her out. By giving her some reason to be with me, to somewhat trust me I was hoping to avoid grabbing her at all. It was all I could give her, to take her fear away. Allow myself to carry her fear as well as my own as I betrayed every fibre of my being and began leading her toward her death. I felt slightly better for going about it this way. How Elijah had suggested. In her efforts to stick close to me she bumped against my leg a couple of times before her fear must have surged and she wrapped her arms around my left leg, bringing me to a halt.
"Hey," I began kindly in a loud whisper. "It's okay." She looked up at me and I smoothed a hand over her messed hair. Her innocent eyes glistened and while she wasn't crying, I could see it wouldn't take much for her to. My heart ached, feeling like a heavy weight smothering each breath I took. She shook her head before burying her face against my leg. Looking up I glanced to Klaus who raised an eyebrow at me. Steeling myself I peeled the girl's arms from my leg and squat down. Adjusting the material that hung around my legs as I did. "What's wrong? Are you scared?" I asked the girl as I held her hands atop my knees. She nodded quickly. "You don't have to be. I'm here."
"Too loud." She whispered as her eyes darted behind me to look at some of the assembled crowd. I knew it wasn't specifically the volume that was the problem, but the source of it.
"Ah. Do you know why they're so loud?" I asked her sweetly.
"No," she sniffed and awaited my explanation.
"Because they're all getting some ice-cream as well. Everyone here has been soo brave. Just like you. That they all deserve a treat as well. But you get your treat first." I finished brightly. The girl considered my words for a moment then cautiously smiled.
"I'm first?"
"You sure are," I forced myself to smile back at her.
"And then my mummy will be back?" Enacting the lie I'd told her had never felt so gutting. My eyes glossed with their own sheen of moisture, while my next breath caught in my chest. Not releasing until absolutely necessary, so that when it did I was heaving like I'd just ran.
"Yes. She'll be back. Very soon." The tightness in my smile made me wonder if I looked to be grimacing as I continued to spin the fib that I'd started.
Klaus had led me to a room where the girl was kept as his guests wandered out the back. I was then instructed to bring her out to the marquee and to him in the centre. She'd been absolutely terrified of Klaus while he was in the room and stood up from her paper and pencils she'd been drawing with, but once he'd left she softly enquired about where her mum was and sat back down on the floor. Having been given no information about her assumed abduction nor her family life, her query was most welcome. Mouth dry I swallowed before committing myself to her death. We'd talked a little bit at first once I'd told her I was to look after her till her mum returned. Just so I could gather any information about the girl I could use. When she told me she was hungry I decided to run with it. Asking her what she'd like to eat and named a few yummy foods, like the ice-cream she'd settled on.
"Mummy only lets me have ice-cream when I've been good." She'd added and scribbled some colour on her drawing.
"I think you've been very good." She smiled up at me.
"I have. Mummy's never been gone so long before," she finished in a loud whisper.
"Well she'll be back soon. How longs she been gone?" I knew the question was useless. To someone older, it would make them suspicious that I wasn't asked by their mother to look after them at all. Many children her age wouldn't even be able to tell the time. But it was conversation. The girl thought as she looked around and found the clock on the wall and squinted at it.
"The hands. They were pointing like this," she demonstrated with her forearms. "Mummy and I can tell time with our arms."
"I see. You're very good at it." I praised. "Can you draw the hands on the clock for me? Of when your mummy left." I asked because the way she'd set her fore arms could have been quarter to twelve, or nine o'clock. Not that her contribution to clarify had any purpose. The time could have been days ago. It was just something that might bond us a little in my hope to bring her to Klaus without a struggle. But I was short on time. Once she'd drawn and shown the paper to me I saw that it was 9 o'clock. "Wow. You've been really brave. You mum's been gone a long time. I think you deserve enough ice-cream to fill the biggest bowl I have. Shall we go and get it? My friend looks after the ice-cream so we'll have to go find him first." The girl's eyes were wide.
"Your biggest bowl. How big's that?" I demonstrated the size with some movements of my hands.
"Do you have any chocolate sauce?" I nodded while smiling and the young girl jumped up and came over so I turned to the door, opening it then stepping across the threshold. Looking back to see she was coming with me I found her by the side. She then grasped my hand, nearly stopping me cold. I continued to look down at her smiling face, so hopeful and oblivious to what was going to happen. As we finally moved out towards the back I stopped a few times, acting like we were looking for Klaus in different rooms, even the kitchen. Until I finally suggested we look outside. Where we soon found ourselves surrounded by everyone within the marquee while we approached Klaus who was sat in a high-backed chair in the centre of them all.
I stood up again and with the girl's hand in mine we closed the distance between Klaus and us. Coming to a halt before him I smiled once more down at the girl before turning my face up to Klaus and curling my mouth upwards to smirk sexily.The girl was just as scared of Klaus as when he'd dropped me off at the room she'd been kept in, but holding my left hand in both of hers seemed to give her some comfort. No-one said anything for a moment. Klaus and I just continued to look at each other while he reached out and took my right hand in his. As he brought it to his mouth the girl by my side must have had enough trust in me to act against her fear of Klaus.
"Do you look after the ice-cream?" He glanced at the girl then pressed his lips to my hand smugly. I swore his eyes were laughing at whatever tale I'd told to get her to come with me.
"Yes I do little miss." Klaus drawled while dropping my hand and allowing his face to take on his hybrid features looked hungrily at the girl. Her high-pitched scream rang out and her face reddened while she remained frozen on the spot, tears beginning their trek down over her fleshy cheeks. Pausing for breath she began to bolt, dropping her extra hand from mine before trying to pull her other free. It slipped minutely before I registered that pivotal moment when I had to stop her from running. My hand spasmed open as Klaus growled within my mind to grab her. Catching myself and knowing my role I snatched her forearm firmly with my other hand and pulled her back to me.
"Shh." I tried to soothe as her tortured face looked upon me fearfully. She struggled, trying to get free of me. I was just as bad as the monster that had set her off it seemed. Not that I'd argue the point. Her fear of me cut deep within my soul. Tears spilling from my own eyes, I fought to look sexy and proud of myself as they did. Grabbing her around the middle with her arms pinned to her sides I lifted her, swinging her kicking legs away from my body so that I might put her on Klaus' lap. But he was thinking ahead of me. Klaus grasped me and slid me down onto his lap so that I sat on it sideways before he roughly claimed my mouth with his own. The girl stressed and sitting on my lap as I hugged her to my chest in order to keep her still, was losing energy. It was no matter as Klaus placed what might have been a deceptively soothing hand on her head and pressed it against my material covered breasts before slowly leaning in and sinking his teeth into her neck where I could clearly see everything. Within a minute some of the blood that leaked out around his mouth dribbled around the column of her dainty neck and onto my dress and the exposed skin north of where it finished. The girl had gone quiet, her breathing laboured and I hoped for her the most traumatic portion of this was over. Klaus decided it wasn't and retracted his mouth from her neck to my mouth and kissed me, before quickly tearing his teeth through the flesh of her neck. Blood spurted with force over his face, down his neck and formal attire. She'd screamed a moment more, but had since gone quiet as I felt the warmth of her blood spattering on my neck and upper chest. The taste of her blood in my mouth was enough to make me gag, but somehow I managed not to. I could only thank the magic Jonas had used on me to remove nausea. If not for it I knew I'd have felt sick every day since, and I knew I'd be retching right now. Just in case I kept my mouth closed, concentrated on my breathing and how the girl could almost look to be sleeping. If you ignored the blood and the horrible gash on her neck. Slowly it dawned on me that I was holding onto a corpse and I wanted nothing to do with it so I relinquished my hold. The girl's lifeless body slumped on my lap and, searching for something less horrific to look at my eyes sought Klaus' face. He looked monstrous. But somehow I preferred looking at him even as he swiped the freely bleeding wound with a hand then painted my left cheek with the blood smear before cupping my chin. Despite his eyes appearing animalistic, in them I could see his pride. His face looked like it did during sex. Whenever I didn't fight him and gave over to what he was doing to me. Somehow I forced my smirk to grow and licked my lips. He stared a moment more before regarding the crowd of vampires who were in different stages of vamping out.
"This rounds on me!" He roared to his guests and flung the child away from us, causing the crowd to swarm. Klaus kissed me again, probing his tongue inside. Our lips slippery from all the blood I wrapped my arms around his neck as more screams rang out. Turning my head away to glance around I saw there were many more people around us, the additions being slaughtered. Everyone's clothes were becoming painted with more and more blood and I couldn't help think of what a waste their clothes would be. It was silly that I should think of the clothes when all these lives were being wasted as well. Klaus slid his bloody left cheek against my right as we looked out upon the goings on. My silent tears had stopped at some point, now I was simply horrified and numb from what I'd helped do. The only feeling breaking through was my disgust at the girl's blood on me. I had been as much a part in this as Klaus killing her. "Beautiful isn't it?" My only response was to drop my face downwards to my shoulder, but Klaus wanted to kiss me again with that bloody mouth of his. I hoped he was happy with me, I didn't feel like I could soil my soul any more in the process of keeping my family safe. There was nothing else I could give Klaus. This seemed as far as anyone, not just I, could go. Nothing else would ever be as bad as this, surely. Though I responded to kissing him Klaus must have wanted more as he bit into my lower lip multiple times until I could taste my own blood. Somehow this made the flavour in my mouth seem better. My own metallic tang could almost cover the girl's. I swirled my blood around my mouth and swallowed some down, while whimpering for him to bite me again. I wanted more. When he didn't renew the wounds I bit his lower lip and suckled, moaning from it's affects and the familiar taste of his blood. This flavour I was used to. It didn't make me hate myself and what I'd done. Right now it tasted better than anything ever had and ever would again. Klaus moved us. I wasn't aware where to, until my back met with stone wall while he pushed me forcefully against it.
Opening my eyes as I hissed from the light scraping on my shoulders I saw the lighting was so dim it served little purpose. Not that I needed to see to know Klaus thought it time he was in me once again. He'd unzipped the back of my dress slightly to free my breasts which he was licking, sucking and biting alternately. Gasping, my breathing ragged I pulled in air while Klaus tore my underwear from me, discarding them somewhere on the floor. Then he was in me, pressing me against the wall as he thrust a few times before seeming to buck against me for a few moments. He then stilled. Tired of waiting for him to start moving again I began shifting my bum a little. Groaning in pleasure Klaus panted against my neck before growling at me to stop.
"What? Why?" I asked in a whine not yet stopping, then gasped and did as he pinched my left nipple. The pleasurable pain sent a shock into my lower abdomen which quivered .
"Because," he hissed. "I'd easily cum in you right now. After what you just did for me I'd like to give you a proper fucking rather than lose my load."
"Already?" I enquired huskily.
"In the right circumstance. When a vampire kills, he feels half the stimulation of sex. You my love, were fucking brilliant out there and I don't think I've lusted for you more than I do right now. So excuse me if my body finds you an extremely efficient fuck right now." I chuckled at this. Accepting the compliment despite what I'd done.
When finally Klaus was willing to move the sex was amazing. As usual, he didn't disappoint. I was left shaking and unsteady on my feet as I took in the others now in the hallway doing just what we had. Their sex was so powerful, I supposed because they could use their vampire strength against each other without fear of injury. As I sagged back against the wall I watched with hooded eyes at the other's enjoying themselves. Many of them had stripped right down, where as Klaus and I had stayed clothed just manoeuvring our garments as required. That is except for my knickers, now lost to the darkness.
"Come love," he murmured and coaxed me off the wall. Shakily I stepped next to him, enthralled with his smirk at my inability to walk steadily. "I think you're going to need a few moments to get your strength back, hmm?" He stepped around behind me to zip up my dress then picked me up bridal style and blurred me up the stairs in the main hall again. "You did so well out there," he crooned while smiling the genuine smile he'd directed at me on occasions he adored me most. "Forgive me if I don't stay with you. But I still have business to discuss with my guests, and it is a custom to feed together." It wasn't until then that I was aware of the screaming that could still be heard. Wondering how many humans Klaus had in-stock for tonight's event I found I didn't really want to know.
"Go, I'll just sit up here for a bit."
"You'll be safe and out of the way of some of my less appealing company here. Though everyone will be heavily involved with feeding and each other for quite a while now as you've witnessed." I didn't really care if I was safe or not as the satisfaction from sex seeped out of me. I was just eager for him to leave me alone. "If I see Jonas, I'll send him up to keep you company."
"That's not necessary. I'm happy to just sit here for a bit. You're not going to punish him are you?"
"Jonas? No. You did well. No harm came from him removing my blood from you." I sighed with relief.
"Good. And thank you." He turned to leave me. "Klaus?"
"Mmm?"
"Would you mind if I go back to our room for a little bit if you end up being gone a while? I suppose our bathroom more than anything else. To a, freshen up." Klaus sidled up in front of me as I spoke.
"If it pleases you, you can do whatever you want." He drawled while stroking the side of my face. His fingers felt rough, but I knew it was the dried blood. "Within reason that is." Flashing me a grin he left. I tried to tell myself it was just my imagination making it seem like the screams outside had become louder since I'd been left alone.
