It was nearly dawn by the time they found enough clothing to cover themselves Klaus lent her his Henley as they both came to the conclusion her sweatshirt was too much of a bloody rag.
"Accident with a tree," she said, catching Klaus's look as he examined it closely. She pulled the Henley tight around herself as they ambled back to Stefan's body. She gave him an arch look. "Got a shovel handy?"
"We'll dump him back into the tunnels," he said. "I'll have someone clean up later." They heaved the body down the steps, and Caroline placed his heart on his chest before they left.
"I have nothing left here anymore," she mused aloud as she took Klaus's hand. The sky had turned orange and red, warming their skin as they walked back through the woods
He tilted his head at her. "You still seem very attached to Elena and Bonnie," he reminded her.
"I have suspicion the feeling isn't mutual," Caroline said, with a wry smile. She tried to imagine her life without Bonnie and Elena in it and found it impossible. An ache rested in her chest when she remembered she couldn't have imagined a life without her mother only a few days ago.
"You have me, sweetheart," Klaus said, squeezing her hand as he interrupted her thoughts,and Caroline looked at Klaus, studying his face. She tried to imagine a future with him and his family and entourage. It would be volatile and uncertain, and she would have to change a lot to survive - but hadn't she already? She barely recognised herself anymore.
She bit her lip as she tried to figure out how she felt about that. Her new life was scary and terrifying and Klaus was a mercurial partner. He seemed to enjoy her now but would that change in the future? Something told her that it would be a challenge and, surprisingly, she felt something inside her lift at the prospect. She enjoyed the plotting and machinations, and trying to keep one step in front of her opponents. She enjoyed winning.
Caroline felt a smile creep onto her face. It occurred to her that she was happy. All that crap about turning the other cheek was just that - crap. Her mind flashed back to the moment she had Stefan's heart in her hand. It had felt so good, so satisfying, and the monster inside of her had practically done a back flip of joy. It dawned on Caroline that she needed to peel away the last shreds of her human life and embrace it properly if she was going to survive. She was a predator and it was time to stop trying to move through this world with one hand tied behind her back.
"We should travel," Klaus said aloud. "Paris, Rome...we'll have a glorious time."
"Leave Mystic Falls?" Caroline asked, surprised. "What about Elena?" She imagined dragging Elena across Europe, in a parody of Stefan's promises, as they wined and dined and turned werewolves across the continent.
He smirked down at her. "The Doppelganger can stay here, love. It's her blood I want, not her. As long as she sends me regular donations, she can go on living her small town life, maybe even push out a few heirs for whatever mongrel she chooses to settle down with." His smile widened. "I have bigger plans for you, though," he said. "You would grow bored of here if we stayed - but first we have to take care of my mother."
Ah yes, his mother. "Is she a vampire too?" she asked.
He shook his head. "She is a witch, love, a very powerful one. She made us what we are and created the vampire race."
"Sounds charming," Caroline said dryly.
"Oh, she is," Klaus muttered. "That's part of the reason it was always difficult to say no to my mother."
Caroline bit her lip. "I think I know where she is. The direction Abby was heading when she was trying to sneak away with the Grimoire was the same direction Stefan headed for when I ran after him: the Lockwood mansion."
"It would suit her needs," Klaus said, nodding as they stepped onto the Salvatore's grounds.
Caroline's good humour fell away as she realised something had changed in the Salvatore driveway. "Where's the Porsche?" she asked. "And is that yours?" She pointed at the rather boring looking SUV that had been parked right up at the front door.
Maddox opened the door and peered out. "Kol was here," he said. "He took Rebekah, the Grimoire and the car."
Caroline had no intention of keeping Stefan's ride but she did have some fantastic ideas about how it should meet its demise. "Is this how it's always going to be?" she asked.
"Don't worry love, you'll hold your own," Klaus said, and Caroline resolved to prove him right. Maybe killing them was off the table but those daggers were still around, right? Maybe it was time to thin the herd while she found her feet.
"Come," Klaus said, as he led her to the SUV. "Let's find out what my dear brother has planned."
"The house was chaos when they arrived, the air was choking with the smell of burning bodies, and Stefan's car had been slammed into a tree, its doors left open.
"The hazards of a learner driver," Klaus said, and Caroline rolled her eyes. They were ancient immortals with supernaturally fast reflexes. If this had been an accident, she'd eat her hat.
Is he dead?'' Elijah asked, opening the door.
"Very," Klaus said, and Caroline was nearly positive she saw a hint of a smirk on Elijah's face. The rest of the Mikaelson siblings were waiting for them in the reception hall
"Did your bimbo do it?" Rebekah demanded, glaring at her. Before Caroline could speak, Klaus stepped forward.
"What can I say?" he said, spreading his hands, "The honour was mine."
Caroline scowled at his back. While she knew he thought he was doing the right thing by taking the blame, it felt wrong to let someone else claim her kill.
Elena let out a sob from the stairway above and Caroline looked up to see her run back to her room. Klaus turned and grabbed at her hand, his grip tightening as if he were afraid she'd fly after her, but Caroline had made her choice.
Loyalty and trust, she thought as Rebekah sniffed at Klaus's admission.
"I still think it was the Bimbo," she declared.
"Why do you care?" Caroline snapped. "The asshole literally gave you the hump and dump. Not exactly boyfriend material."
If looks could kill, Caroline would be a smouldering mess on the floor right now "Seeing as you're sharing your bed with my psychotic brother, I don't think your taste is much to crow about," she said. That drew a laugh from Kol.
"Please excuse our sister, Caroline," he said. "She's always had difficulty keeping her lovers in her bed."
"Why you-" A glass vase went flying and the tension was broken, the siblings scattering as Kol ducked and the cut glass shattered against the wall.
"Should we tell them?" Caroline muttered, as furniture was turned to kindling and they proceeded to maim each other.
Elijah's head swivelled in their direction. "Tell us what?"
Klaus threw her an exasperated look before turning to his family. "Gather round, I have news. It appears that reports of our Mother's death have been greatly exaggerated."
There was a clatter of wood hitting marble as they all looked at Klaus aghast.
"Well, this should be fun," Kol eventually said. "And when should we expect the happy reunion?"
"Seeing as she seems very keen to regain possession of her Grimoire, I suspect we'll see her very soon."
Rebekah frowned, puzzled. "Stefan was working with our mother?"
"More like for our mother," Elijah said flatly.
"We should scatter," Finn said. "She may be back, but she is not immortal. She'll be dead again in a century and we need not worry about her."
"No," Klaus ground out. "I am not going to go on the run again. If we let her live now, she'll find a way to come back. She'll haunt us for eternity. We need to find out what she is doing."
"He's right," Elijah admitted reluctantly. "We cannot allow her to regain a foothold in this world."
What would it be like to be that afraid of your mother, Caroline thought as they bickered among themselves. This was going to get them nowhere. She tugged at Klaus's hand.
"This is going to be like this for hours," she said."Come upstairs." She gave him a coy smile and he smirked down at her.
"Trying to manipulate me with sex, love?"
"I don't know, is it working?"
"Oh, don't make me gag," Rebekah said as Caroline led him towards the stairs.
Kol smiled darkly. "I'm more than happy to keep you company, sweet Caroline," he said, and Caroline did her best to resist a shudder. He would kill her given half a chance, that much she knew. She was a gambit to him in his war of wills with Klaus.
As they reached their door, they heard Elijah's parting shot. "We need to make a decision about Esther soon, brother, don't be too long."
With a sigh of relief, Caroline shut the door on them and looked hungrily at Klaus's bare chest and dark expression. "Fuck me," she said, pulling him towards the bed. "I need you inside me.
Klaus would be lying if he said he didn't like the directness of her approach. He ripped the Henley off her body - it was ruined anyway - and admired the view as she flung off her bra and fell back onto the bed, wriggling out of her jeans and trainers. A part of him knew he should rejoin his siblings and hatch a plan but he had a hunger for Caroline that he couldn't deny.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" she asked, with a challenging tilt to her chin and Klaus smirked as he dropped his jeans on the floor and crawled onto her.
"All good things come to those who wait, Sweetheart," he muttered, palming a breast as he dropped his mouth onto its rosy nub.
"Uhuh," she said, somewhat breathlessly, as she reached for his cock. "I'm thinking that I will come if you move this along."
He slapped her hand away. "That's cheating love." She pouted up at him, and Klaus could almost hear the wheels turning behind her eyes. He ran a hand up her inner thigh until he reached the slick evidence of her arousal, and Caroline hummed her approval as she wrapped her legs around him.
He was sorely tempted to take her right then and there, and leave the games for round two but, as he slipped and curved a finger inside her and felt her clench, he also knew they both needed a little something more to truly take the edge off. Lifting his head, Klaus gazed down at her. Caroline's eyes were hooded and dark with blood, her fangs peeking from between her lips. She looked glorious.
"Why aren't we fucking yet?"she asked.
Don't worry, Caroline, I fully intend to." He lifted himself off her. "Get on your hands and knees and face the mirror."
Caroline bit her lip but did as she was told as he felt around in the bedside table's drawer. She had already extended her arms out by the time he'd retrieved the silk ropes and Klaus smirked, her eagerness boded well for their future. He tied her hands to the bedposts and contemplated tying her feet too but decided against it. He didn't want her too restrained - at least, not this time.
He caught her eyes in the mirror as he slowly pushed into her, revelling in her readiness. Her thighs were splayed wide, an invitation to fuck her hard, and he fully intended to take her up on it. He clutched at her hip, holding on a little too tightly, and Caroline let out a moan of satisfaction as she pulsed around him. The glorious melding of pleasure and pain was definitely one of Caroline's sweet spots.
Klaus looked up and watched his cock pull out of her, slick with her juices, and he thrust back into her with more force. Caroline's response was immediate, her back arching as she struggled not to break her bonds. All in all, Klaus thought, as he watched her roil under his ministrations, Caroline's suggestion that they should add mirrors to the room was working out magnificently.
He dropped his eyes to the other reflection in the room as he thrust again. There was nothing as lovely as the sight of Caroline's blissed out face as he fucked her. He leaned forward and gripped her hair, and her head bobbed up obediently as he tugged at it. The feeling of power that rushed through him, as she gave him complete control over her body, was intoxicating, and he thrust harder, giving her the reward she wanted. Neither of them were going to last much longer.
It was then that the door opened, and a prettily plump blonde entered the room, a blue silk dressing gown pulled over her body. Klaus stilled but didn't let Caroline go.
"I think you have the wrong room, love."
The intruder bit her lip. "I was told you were in need of my services," she said, letting the dressing gown slip a little as she gazed at him.
Klaus felt Caroline stiffen underneath him, and he grew annoyed. "We're not ready yet, wait outside until you're called.
The girl frowned, this was not obviously not the response she had expected, but she obediently stepped outside and closed the door after her.
"Which one do you think it was - Kol or Rebekah?" Caroline asked quietly.
Klaus caught her eyes in the reflection. "It's immaterial love, in the end they're just food."
"I don't think that was their intention,"Caroline muttered, and Kaus inwardly cursed his siblings as he leaned forward, kissing her neck as he began to move inside her again.
"Then we'll keep sending them back as corpses until they get the message, love," he promised, quickening his pace. He was rewarded by the hot clench of her core as he moved inside her and his lips lingered along her throat as they picked up a rhythm. His fangs lengthened as Caroline's blood called to him, its maddening scent filling his senses as he thrust deeply into her. Unable to resist any longer, he bit down
Yes," she moaned, melting under his bite as she lost herself in their blood connection. Klaus pulled her to him as he began to fuck her in earnest, watching eagerly as her monster fully unleashed itself, her sharp fangs bared as her bound hands clawed into the bedding. The girl was forgotten as they revelled in each other's bodies and, when Caroline came around his cock with his name on her lips. It was enough to spill him over the edge with her.
They collapsed onto the bed, and he slowly pulled out as he felt himself soften, marking her with his seed as she lay bonelessly under him. Freeing her from the ropes, Klaus gently pulled back her hair to see her face as he offered her his wrist. Her fangs neatly punctured his skin and she drank deeply, and Klaus would have happily laid there a while longer as she fed, but he could already feel the tension return to Caroline's body. The girls' encroachment into their bedchamber had upset her and she could not let it go.
There was only one way to put Caroline's unease to rest, Klaus decided, and that was to feed her need to stake her place in the household - and he knew exactly how to do that. Reluctantly, he uncurled from Caroline and got to his feet.
"Where are you going," she asked, her eyes following him around the room.
He threw her one of his robes. Put this on," he said "It's time to eat." He stalked to the door and beckoned the morsel inside.
Caroline slowly drew the robe around her as the girl tripped into the room."Where do you want me?" she asked him coyly and Klaus resisted the urge to roll his eyes. This piece of bait was obviously Rebekah's doing. If it were Kol's, she would have at least made a play for Caroline too.
"My lover is feeling a bit peckish," he said, with a dimpled smile. "How about you show her your wares."
Her eyes clouded. This obviously wasn't in the script Rebekah has given her but she obediently padded over to Caroline nonetheless. Caroline patted the bed beside her and the morsel sat down, letting her robe fall open. She did have nice curves, Klaus had to admit, but her dim expression kind of ruined her appeal.
I'm going to hop into the shower love," he said. "Join me when you've finished."
Caroline raised an eyebrow at him before smiling at her meal. Her head dipped to her throat, and the morsel let out a gasp of surprise that quickly turned into a moan as he left the room. By the time the shower turned hot, the moans had curdled into weak pants of terror, and, soon after, Caroline slipped into the shower beside him.
Her cheeks were rosy with satiation as she smiled up at him and pressed herself against him, her hands palming his ass. "Hi there," she said, biting her blood stained lip. He was already growing hard again, his arousal pressing against the curve of her belly
"I do hope you cleared your plate, love," he said and her smile widened, displaying her fangs, before she slowly slid to her knees.
"Nothing left for seconds, I'm afraid," she said. "Perhaps you could feed me instead." She dragged her tongue over the head of his cock, and Klaus watched as her lips slid slowly over his length. He could smell the sweetness of her fresh arousal as she began to fuck him with her mouth and he suspected the idea of having him under her control while still being on her knees turned her on. Truth be told, it got him off too.
He dug his fingers into the wet coils of her hair, his balls tightening as he gazed down at her. She was a magnificent sight. Her pupils were blown wide, her monster rippling in the veins along her cheekbones, and her breasts were plump with arousal, Her hand moved deftly between her legs as she sought to take the edge off her own needs.
"Ah ah, no touching," he said lowly, and she reluctantly removed her hand. "Give it to me." Caroline obediently reached upwards and he ducked down to lick her arousal off her fingers as he tightened his grip in her hair. Her mouth grew insistent and, not being able to hold off any longer, he came with a strangled groan, ejaculating into her mouth.
Submission should be rewarded, he thought, as Caroline's throat bobbed, swallowing him down, and he resolved to give her a good pounding against the tiles once he'd finished with her on her knees. He would enjoy making her scream.
It was only fair, after all.
An hour later, Caroline stretched, catlike, as she stepped out of the shower, eyeing Klaus's naked ass appreciatively as he padded into the bedroom. Her body hummed with completion as she towelled down. The sex was definitely getting more intense but also more satisfying. The way he'd gripped her ass as he'd fucked her against the bathroom tile had been exhilarating and the raw kiss he had given her as he had spiralled over the edge with her had left her reeling and ready for more.
She ran a towel and through her hair as she followed him into the bedroom. The body she had left on the bed had already been cleared away and Caroline ruthlessly squashed the guilt she felt as she remembered how much she'd enjoyed killing her. Empathy for her victims was not something she could afford anymore.
She dressed quickly into a pale blue silk dress with matching underwear, and added a pair of pearl studs to her ears. Klaus had changed into his usual henley and jeans and had leaned back on the bed, watching her as she curled her hair.
"We have guests," he said suddenly, and Caroline suppressed a groan.
I can't hear a thing," she said. "Maybe it's your imagination."
"Our rooms are covered with a privacy spell, love," he said pointedly, "Unfortunately it doesn't block my sense of smell."
Caroline wrinkled her nose as she tried to extend her own senses. While her sense of smell was good, she couldn't discern how many vampires there were in the house by her nose alone. It must be his wolf doing the talking. She turned in her stool. "Tell me it isn't your mother."
"It isn't my mother," he said, getting to his feet.
"Why don't I feel even a tiny bit reassured," complained Caroline as Klaus lifted her from her stool and took the curler wand from her hand.
"You look magnificent sweetheart," he said. "Let's go downstairs."
A cacophony of voices greeted them as they opened the doors and she glanced quizzically at Klaus as they descended the stairs. He said nothing, merely pulling her to his side as they approached the drawing look. She recognised Bonnie's voice, and then Elena's and - no, not Elena.
"Katherine?" she mouthed, and Klaus nodded. Oh great, just what her day needed.
The drawing room doors slammed open and Kol grinned out at them. "Brother," he said. "And the bloodthirsty little bed warmer, how kind of you to join us."
"Caroline," Katherine purred, from her position by the fireplace. "How nice to see you again."
Caroline raised an eyebrow. "Did you enjoy your little nap in the woods?" she asked. "I hope you didn't get a crick in your neck."
"I may like her after all," Rebekah suddenly declared.
"As charming as the thought of you too bonding over your hatred for Katherine," Kol said. "We have other things to discuss."
Finn was silent, which was usual, but Elijah's silence unnerved her. There was a tension in the room that had nothing to do with her and Klaus's late arrival.
"I bring a message from your mother," Katherine said. "She wants to discuss forgiveness and family." Kol made a gagging sound and this seemed to revive Elijah from whatever stupor he was in.
"It's a trap of course," he said. "But we may have to go along with it. She has invited us for tea tomorrow."
"The Lockwood place?" Klaus asked, and Elijah gave him a short nod.
"We should reconnoiter the area tonight," Finn said and Kol grinned at him. "Splendid idea, brother, how about you and I do that while Klaus and Elijah plot and plan together.
"What about me?" Rebekah asked sharply.
"You and Katherine can braid each other's hair and discuss unrequited love," Kol said, and Caroline frowned as she realised it wasn't Rebekah or Katherine who reacted to the jab, but Elijah.
"That's enough," he said. He turned to Bonnie, who was sitting on the couch, Esther's Grimoire in her hands. "Did you find anything significant?"
Bonnie laughed dryly. "I hope you're joking," she said. "Have you any idea how powerful some of these spells are? Most modern covens would have expunged half of these spells from their Grimoire centuries ago. Nobody should have this kind of power."
"And yet people did," Rebekah drawled. "We were much more confident of our place in the world back then."
If by that you mean reckless and heedless of the balance, then sure," Bonnie said sharply."This Grimoire should be burned."
"So I'm sensing the consensus is to not let our dear mother have her Grimoire back," Kol said. "Great, now that is settled…" He turned to Katherine. "What should we do with you?"
"Why, I become your honoured guest, of course," she drawled. "You wouldn't want to tip your hand too soon by killing me"
"Katerina is correct," Elijah said softly, and there was that tension in the room again.
"This is tedious," Rebekah said, getting to her feet."I shall dig deeper into the local social structure ans see if she's been putting down roots." Her eyes pinned Caroline. "You can make yourself useful and help me."
"Firstly, Miss Forbes shall show Miss Bennett and Katerina to their rooms," Elijah said, and Caroline struggled to keep the frown off her face. Klaus's brother seemed determined to treat her like one of the hired help and she wasn't sure how to combat that without running to Klaus for help. She didn't think she'd get anywhere by playing nice but she couldn't see any viable alternative. She squeezed Klaus's hand before stepping forward.
"I'll be with you in a sec," she told Rebekah before she turned to leave the room. Bonnie jumped to her feet to follow her but Katherine...lingered, her eyes darting to Elijah's face as if hoping for some reaction other than detachment.
Oh, she thought, as it all clicked into place, and she almost felt pity for the vampire. Loving Elijah Mikaelson must be a hell of its very own.
His eyes slid over Katherine, as she retreated out of the room but said nothing.
"Where is Elena," Caroline asked, as they ascended the stairs.
"In her room," Bonnie said. "She's afraid to leave it."
"Klaus wants to leave Mystic Falls when this thing with Esther is settled." Caroline said. "A donation of blood once a month will keep him away."
"She won't agree to that," Bonnie said.
"She's human, Bonnie," she reminded her softly. "Klaus can make her do whatever he wants. This is the only way she gets to hold onto any free will."
"Do you even hear yourself, Caroline?" Bonnie asked.
Caroline shrugged. "This Isn't even the worst thing I've done today, Bonbon" she said. "But if you're lucky, you and Elena might get to walk away with some of your old life intact. Take what I'm offering you."
For a moment, she thought she saw a glimmer of understanding in Bonnie's eyes but she turned silently and slipped into her room before saying anything.
"The witch might come around but I doubt the Gilbert girl will," Katherine said.
"I had to try," Caroline said, as she opened the door across from Bonnie. "This is you. It's the only empty room left in the house...unless you want to share with Elijah?"
"You think you're amusing, don't you," Katherine drawled. "But, trust me, this will be you eventually. In the end, they always choose family." She shut the door in Caroline's face, leaving her alone in the hall, but not quickly enough to hide that brief flash of vulnerability on her face. So Katherine Pierce had a heart after all.
She might have a point though.
Caroline mulled over Katherine's words in her mind. She already knew the Mikaelson family dynamic was more than a little twisted but it was also obvious that, when the chips were down, they closed ranks. As much as she'd love to pretend they weren't a part of her life, she knew she had to tackle them head on if she wanted a future with Klaus. The fact that Klaus hadn't shut Kol down when he'd called her his bed warmer told her she needed to nip this in the bud. It wasn't enough that Klaus saw her as his partner, his family needed to believe there was a chance Klaus would choose her first.
Caroline knew she was playing a dangerous game, It was probably safer to fade into the background and then slip away when Klaus lost interest, but where was the challenge in that? The rush of power and pleasure she felt when she was with Klaus sparked something inside she had never felt before. It was more than lust, it was…
Caroline's hands curled as she tried to find the words to express what she was feeling. It wasn't love, or at least not just love. It was the fact that she liked who she was when she was with him. She liked the pull and push, and the mind games. She liked the way it got her fired up and the way Klaus looked at her when he'd caught her being especially devious.
And she could be very devious. .
Caroline squared her shoulders as she descended the stairs. The drawing room doors were flung open, and Kol and Rebekah seemed to be having a full scale war in there, but the others were nowhere to be seen. She scowled, stretching out her senses, and eventually picked out Elijah and Klaus's voices emanating from the study.
"You should get rid of her, she's a distraction."
Caroline scowled as she recognised Elijah's voice. It didn't take a genius to figure out he was talking about her.
"Caroline is none of your business, brother, and if we're talking about lovers who should be excised from our lives, we should perhaps discuss the Petrova Doppelganger first." Klaus said. "After all, she did induce you to betray your family."
"That Forbes girl is just as dangerous," Elijah warned. "I can already see her mind plotting to kill us."
Oops, guilty, Caroline thought with a smirk as she neared the doors.
"But not me," Klaus said, with more than a little smugness.
There was a pause. "No, not you," Elijah said reluctantly. "But you spend too much time tending to her needs. You need to concentrate on what matters - the family."
Caroline bit her lip. She didn't like the silence that followed, especially as she knew they were aware she was outside the door. She raised her hand to knock but was beaten to it by Elijah.
"Miss Forbes," he said, stepping out and closing the door after him. "I'm afraid Klaus is busy at present, perhaps you could come back at a more convenient time."
Caroline crossed her arms. "What are you, the butler?" She heard a snort of laughter from inside and took it as an invitation. "Excuse me."
Elijah's hand fell onto her shoulder, giving it a bruising squeeze. "As I said-"
"Let me go," Caroline said, her voice flat.
He bristled, surprised at her interruption. Something told her not a lot of people answered back to Elijah Mikaelson. "I don't think you know who you're talking to-"
"I know exactly who I'm talking to," Caroline said, her voice falling to a low hiss. "You're the asshole who ordered my mother's death."
Something flickered in his eyes and Caroline suddenly realised she had surprised him. Taking advantage of the moment, she pulled her shoulder free and barrelled through the door, shutting it behind her before he could protest again.
Klaus was leaning back in the chair behind the desk, an amused expression on his face. "Enjoying yourself, love?"
"Oh yes, your brother is a real delight," she bit out. "What are you doing?"
He shrugged and lifted a pencil. "Trying to add a draft layout of the Lockwood tunnels to their property map. For some strange reason they're missing." His tone was dry, telling her he knew exactly why they weren't included,
"The Historical Society has older maps," Caroline said. "They even have some tunnels marked on it that are no longer accessible. The Lockwoods didn't bother to try and hide their slave ownership until the sixties."
"Interesting, I don't suppose you could get your hands on them?"
"That depends," she said coyly, leaning over the desk, watching as his eyes drop to enjoy the view. "What incentives do you have in mind?"
Klaus gave her a rueful look. "As tempting as you are, sweetheart, Elijah did have a point. We need to be prepared for our mother's next move."
Caroline felt a moment of frustration. The thing is, he was right. A thousand year old witch hellbent on revenge was not someone you could ignore, but Caroline also knew she couldn't wait another day to make her point. This was a battle of wills, not between her and Klaus, but her and Elijah.
One she needed to win.
Good thing she knew how to fight dirty.
She was up to something.
Klaus recognised the signs by now, and part of him grew excited. Caroline's ability to surprise him was one of her more attractive traits. He watched ruefully as she slowly straightened and stepped away from the desk. Like any good vampire, Caroline had quickly honed her sexuality to a weapon, but it was her control that Klaus truly admired. She was young and newly turned, but she already moved like a major player through his world. How much of that was real and how much was a front he didn't really know, but did it really matter? She had a steel in her that few noticed, too taken in by her curves and curls.
"Going somewhere, love?" he asked and watched as her smile slowly widened.
"I'm afraid I may need to take care of a little something first," she said, as she trailed through the room. She stroked the back of the room's Divan with an almost contemplative look on her face. "This will do."
Klaus watched, his mouth drying, as Caroline shimmied out of her panties and left them lying on the floor before lying back on the divan. "What are you doing, love?"
"I'm taking care of my own needs. You know I'm good at that."
She had him, he knew that, but some stubborn part of him kept him in his chair, watching as she let one leg fall to the floor and then hitched up her skirt. With practiced ease, she began to touch herself and he tore his eyes away and tried to concentrate on the schematics in front of him. Why had he said no to her again?
He knew she was close, the hitch in her breath and the delicious edge of arousal to her scent told him that. He couldn't look away anymore, he had to watch. His fingers dug into the edge of the desk as she caught his gaze and lifted her other leg to let her skirt ride up higher, The sight of her slick fingers pumping inside her was almost too much to resist and the image of him finishing her off with his cock as he licked off her fingers flashed through his mind.
He shook his head as he tried to focus back on the maps. He was already rock hard and he knew he'd have to jerk himself off once he got her out of the room. A part of him wondered how far she would go and he didn't have to wait long for the answer. .
"Klaus" she gasped out, as she fell into the throes of her own climax and his eyes shot up as she arched off the divan, her eyes looking at him hungrily as she eked out every last moment of her orgasm before pulling her fingers free
"Feeling better, love?" he asked hoarsely, unable to help herself.
"Much.". Lazily she lay on the Divan and licked her fingers clean before she pulled her skirt down. Puzzled, he watched as she stood and adjusted her hair. She smiled at him slyly as she headed for the door.
"Well, I'll leave you to your plotting while I get someone to eat and-"
He blurred, slamming her hard against the wall and Caroline smiled triumphantly as she freed his cock from his jeans. "Changed your mind?" she asked mockingly.
He buried himself inside in answer, watching her mouth fall open in pleasure as he rammed deep. She hitched her legs high around his hips, digging her nails into his back as he began to rut inside her with abandon. There was no finesse to this coupling, just a deep animal need. Their breath mingled harshly, and Klaus refused to let her look away as he palmed her ass, enjoying her shaky grunt of surprise as he quickened his thrust, the wall shaking as he pounded into her at a brutal pace.
She smiled at him ferociously, showing him her fangs "Harder," she breathed, and he shuddered as he obeyed., A human wouldn't have survived this onslaught but Caroline wasn't human. She keened as she broke apart on his cock, quaking around him as she struck at his throat and Klaus felt himself unravel at the twin sensations,spilling into her with roar as his bloodthirsty little lover milked him thoroughly. They slid to the floor, spent.
"That was perfect," she said, a dazed expression on her face.
"You realise this room isn't spelled love, everyone heard us," he asked.
"Oh, did they?" she said coyly, "I wonder what they could have learned." Klaus stared at her, slowly realising what she had done. She had laid claim to him and forced him to submit to her will.
He felt himself grow hard inside her again, and he rolled her under him. "If you want to claim me as your own in front of my family, love, you should know there are consequences."
"Don't care," she said, as he rocked into her. "You're mine."
Fuck, he thought, as he felt both a thrill of pride and fear at her recklessness. Yes, I am. He pinned her underneath him, her arms held above her head, as he pummelled into her. She arched her neck, showing him her throat and Klaus bit deeply, letting their blood connection push them both over the edge again.
They had barely come down from their high when there was an annoyed tap on the door and Elijah let himself in. "If you're quite finished," We have a battle to prepare for," he said sharply, before stalking out again, leaving the door open.
Caroline giggled. "I think that is what we call a hint," she said. "I wonder if we got it?"
He couldn't help himself, he began to laugh with her. This was his future, fucking and fighting with Caroline. He ran a hand up her thigh, holding her close as he leaned down to kiss her. He heard a hiss of annoyance from the open door but ignored it. From now on, he put Caroline's needs first.
TBC