And now we've finally arrived at the first real smut warning!

No, you know what, guys? General smut warning for the entire fic from now on. Or would any of YOU ever get enough of Klaus?! ;))

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

EUPHORIA

Caroline had run across a field until she had reached a small river that was meandering peacefully under a line of trees. The scenery, though dark, was idyllic and serene. She inhaled the cool night air and listened to the subdued burble of the tiny stream, her arms wrapped around herself.

How could he even think about compelling her? He knew it was the one thing she could never stand for, and he had promised. He had promised her! She stood motionless, staring into the night. Klaus was upset, she understood that and she had expected it, but still… how could he? She'd had the feeling that they were on their way to some sort of… relationship, but whatever was developing between them, threatening to compel her was definitely not helping.

There was a sudden rush of air and she knew she was no longer alone.

"Caroline."

"Go away. I don't want to see you right now."

"Well, that's too bad, because I am not going anywhere and you will talk to me."

"We have nothing to talk about, so why don't you just leave and get back to your lone ranger show?"

She heard him sigh. "I should apologize for threatening to compel you, love, but we both know I wouldn't be meaning it."

Caroline whirled around. "Oh really? You wouldn't deem it necessary to apologize for breaking a promise?"

"I haven't broken my promise to you, for I did not actually compel you." He grabbed her arms and held them in his steel grip, making it impossible for her to move so much as an inch. "It is the one thing I absolutely never want to do to you, Caroline. I know how you feel about compulsion. But I can't risk your safety, and if I have to go against your wishes to keep you unharmed, that is what I will do. And I will never apologize for wanting you to be safe. Bloody hell, Caroline, have you still not understood just how vital your wellbeing is to me?" When she said nothing, he shook her. "Answer me!"

His voice was breaking. There he was, in all his vulnerability, looking her in the eye and telling her he would do anything to keep her out of harm's way. She knew she should be mad at him, knowing that he would ignore her express wishes when it came to her safety. But the fact that he so vehemently put her first, ahead of everything else, made all her anger evaporate. No one had ever done that for her.

"Tell me, Klaus," she whispered.

He shook his head. "I left Norway to put an end to all of this. And I left because I can't stand the thought of Mikael's hands on you. He wants you to be here, to be with me so he can get to me through you. I go insane when I think of anyone hurting you! I can't focus, and I can't be what I need to be to keep us all safe."

She took his face in her hands. "Yes, you can. You're Klaus, the Original Hybrid. The strongest and most powerful being in this world. There is nothing you can't do and no one you can't be. But I am Caroline Forbes. I survived my death, I overcame heartbreak, torture and loss. I will deal with Mikael, Prelati and a zombie invasion as long as I know you are there to protect me, and I need to be at your side to be protected, not a thousand miles away. I really like Elijah, he is a fantastic guy and so very caring." She saw his frown at that. "But no one makes me feel safe the way you do."

He just stared at her. With a sigh, she brushed her lips over his. "And I've missed you, Klaus."

And there it was. The feeling she loved so much… his hand in her hair, his lips at her ear, whispering softly.

"How could you have, when I left so much of myself with you?"

Her heart was positively bursting. Had he really just said something so lovely?

She moved into his embrace and heard him give a shaky breath. She felt exhilarated to finally be pressed to his strong body again. There was no way she was going to let him send her away. If pain and fear were the price to pay for staying at his side, she would pay it. Have you arrived at that point, Caroline? The point where you'd give anything to be with him?

His kiss was desperate and a little angry, but his lips were so, so soft. She gave herself over to the sweet taste of his tongue, kissing him back with everything she had. His soft moan made her shiver. Under no circumstances was she going to let him escape her arms tonight. Ready? Not ready? Screw it! Pulling away from him, she ran a thumb along his lower lip. "Did you plan on mowing down anyone very early tomorrow morning?"

He rolled his eyes. "Apart from you and my brother, you mean?"

"Very funny, Caligula. No, I'm serious. Any very urgent plans at the crack of dawn?"

"No. Why?"

Caroline didn't answer. She was suddenly beyond nervous over what she was about to do. But she needed him, and wherever they were going from here, one thing was crystal clear to her – she would not regret a single second she would spend in his arms tonight. Ever. And she would be damned if she let him continue to wait for the right moment. Enough was enough.

"You'll see." She took his hand and he let her pull him back towards the hotel. They remained silent, each of them dwelling on their own thoughts. When she opened the door to her room, she saw that Elijah had closed the connecting doors and was nowhere to be seen or heard. Clairvoyant, was he?

Klaus was looking at her intently now, trying to figure out what she was up to. She released his hand and slowly backed away from him until she stood in the middle of the room. The pale moonlight falling through the windows was illuminating her face. Taking a deep breath, she pulled her shirt over her head. She was wearing no bra. His eyes widened, and very slowly, they made their way from her face over her neck and her shoulders, finally coming to rest on her bared breasts. His gaze caressed her like no one's hands ever had.

"So lovely," he whispered, "so unbearably lovely."

Caroline swallowed and hesitated for the blink of an eye, then took off the pajama pants she was still wearing, revealing her black lace panties to his adoring gaze. He came to her swiftly, but she took another step back before he could reach her. Flaming red in the face, she stepped out of her panties, hearing his loud gasp.

"Sweetheart," he said hoarsely. "Once I touch that breathtaking body of yours, there will be no going back. I want all of you. All, Caroline."

There was just one answer. "As I want you." His eyes widened and he let out a strangled breath.

"Then let me look at you, my genuine beauty."

She had been naked in front of guys before, but this was different. Klaus was not a high school boy, he was a man. His eyes did not race over her body like Tyler's … no, he was savouring what he saw. Caroline felt like a precious work of art as he stood in front of her, motionless, drinking her in.

Shouldn't she feel exposed, vulnerable? Instead, she felt beautiful, strong and desired. It made her bold. "Let me see you, too," she whispered. The instant the words were out, she covered her mouth, not believing that she had actually said them aloud. She bit her lip, embarrassed, waiting for his reaction. Her boldness seemed to be wearing off a little bit, and she was inwardly begging for him to take the lead now. And he heard her silent plea. With two steps, he crossed the distance between them and tilted her chin up. She gasped at the softness in his eyes when he smiled at her, his other hand resting at the side of her neck, his long fingers sending shivers down her spine.

"Never, and I mean never, be afraid or ashamed of telling me what you want and need, my love. You can give me no greater token of your trust." Caroline was slightly light-headed at the intensity behind his words. Oddly enough, she didn't have a single doubt in her head that she could trust him implicitly when it came to sex. He would never make her do anything she didn't want, but he would take her down any path she wanted to discover. Her intuition told her he wouldn't deny her anything and give her the confidence to explore herself. And him. The thought gave her a freedom she would never have expected to find with Klaus of all people.

His hands let go of her face and dropped to his sides. He moved another few inches closer, but he did not touch her. His lips were at her ear when he whispered, "Right now, however, I would like to express a wish myself." He paused. "Undress me, Caroline," his voice breathed huskily.

Her breath hitched. Oh God, please don't let me be a total klutz! Closing her eyes for a moment, she decided to just do what she felt like doing. She pulled him to her and closed her lips over his. His mouth opened instantly, his tongue meeting hers in a slow, sensual dance. She never stopped marveling at just how much she loved the way he kissed! The guys in her past had always kept their mouths glued to hers, with little variation. Klaus' lips – and that highly illegal tongue of his – were continuously dancing in ways she had never thought possible. In one instant, he claimed her mouth completely, and in the next, he was just kissing her lower lip, the corner of her mouth or tracing his tongue along her upper lip. Then suddenly, their lips were no longer touching at all, but their tongues were still battling each other. With a low moan, Caroline pulled out of the heated kiss, breathing heavily. Her hands that had been clinging to the collar of his black button-down shirt started to move to the first button now.

Slowly, she undid button by annoying button, taking the time to run her fingers along every inch of newly exposed skin. Looking up, she saw that Klaus had closed his eyes and was obviously very much enjoying her touch. A small sigh escaped his lips, and Caroline was once more overwhelmed by how much she really wanted this man. She wanted all of this outrageously sexy man. Running her hands back up his chest and shoulders, she slipped the shirt off his body.

Need got the better of her… she had to feel his skin on hers now. Wrapping her arms around him, she moved her naked body to the length of his still trouser-clad form. His eyes flew open when her soft breasts touched his stone chest, and he instinctively took her into his arms.

It just felt right. Warm, cool, hot, cold, electrifying, soothing, burning, calm, exciting. It felt like the place she belonged. His skin was pure velvet, as always - how could a man have skin this soft? And that impossibly intoxicating scent of his seemed to grow more enticing by the minute. She leaned in closer, her head resting against his chest, inhaling deeply, running her hands over his smooth back. Her mind whirled as she felt her nipples harden against his chest, very much aware of the delicious friction. He held her tight in his embrace for what seemed an eternity, his face buried in her hair. Had he mumbled her name? She couldn't tell, she felt so wonderfully surrounded by all that was her beautiful, dangerous, infinitely strong and damaged Klaus. Wait, what? When did he become your Klaus? Oh, shut up already. He is mine tonight!

Klaus did have many uncanny abilities, but reading her mind was not among them. Had he been able to, he would have laughed at the fact that she was thinking him so strong. He had seldom felt this weak before. The way she had taken him into her arms was almost too intense for him to bear. It was erotic, yes, but that he could handle. He could, however, still not fully deal with how intimately she held him, leaning into him so naturally and making him feel so protective, so complete. He didn't want to think about how his heart was swelling and how he was being gripped by a possessiveness that bordered on painful. Wanting to steer himself back into the safe waters of sex, he murmured, "I sincerely hope you are not done with my clothes yet, sweetheart."

She giggled and pulled from their embrace. "Apologies for my blatant lack of effectiveness, Mr. Sexypants" she smirked playfully. He grinned, relieved that the deeply emotional moment was over.

Her hands ran down his chest, across his abs, and she could hear his sharp intake of breath as her finger traced the waistband of his jeans. When she started to unbuckle his belt, he chuckled softly. "I believe you are very much forgiven." Caroline smiled somewhat nervously as she undid the buttons. Sliding her hands into the waistband, she pulled his jeans down in one swift move. He stepped gracefully out of them almost instantly, now wearing but black boxer briefs that did nothing to hide the fact that he was already very aroused. She swallowed.

Sensing the slight hesitation in her, Klaus reminded himself that despite being a vampire and certainly no virgin, she was still just eighteen years old. He cupped her cheek and said in a low voice, "Only if you feel comfortable, love."

There was a tightening in her throat. Once again, she had to wonder how the Big Bad Original Hybrid could be so incredibly sensitive, so considerate and gentlemanly. Suddenly, all her doubts were gone and she knew she was being silly. There was nothing the least bit awkward about this.

"I do." she replied, smiling at him expectantly, moving a step back.

He inclined his head and unceremoniously stepped out of his boxers. Caroline was very glad that he didn't make a show of pulling them down deliberately slowly or in an exaggerated hurry. It was the natural move of a man completely confident and at ease with his body, and she was surprised at how much she liked that. It gave her confidence, too.

She gazed at him now, taking in all of his glorious body, and her breath caught at the thought that he really belonged to her tonight. He was beyond attractive when he was dressed, but naked, he was nothing short of perfect to her. So lean, chiseled and cut. Her eyes dropped to his erection. It was simply… overwhelming. There was no other word. He was fully erect, and his massive cock was as perfect as the rest of his body. She knew she should probably tear her gaze away, but she simply couldn't stop caressing him with her eyes. Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are, Klaus Mikaelson? Looking up into his face again, she saw that his lips were parted and his eyes clouded. She was actually turning him on by looking at him like this! The quick jolt of power that ran through her was electrifying.

"Klaus," she whispered roughly, biting her lip. No more pretenses, no more holding back. She had no need for that now, and she felt the overpowering urge to give herself to him completely, body, mind and soul. "At the risk of inflating your already oversized ego to magnitudes unknown… you are absolutely beautiful."

She heard him gasp, and in a flash, he was yanking her close, spinning her around so that her back came to rest against him. Feeling him rock-hard at her backside, her head dropped against his shoulder and she moaned quietly.

"You should never say anything like that unless you can handle the consequences," he growled in her ear.

"Ready when you are, Dr. Lecter" was all she could manage.

She could almost feel his mischievous grin as he hissed, "Your wish is my very command, my stunning lady."

His hands moved to cup her breasts, and Caroline moaned again. Very loudly this time. His left palm brushed her nipple, while his right hand was skillfully caressing her other breast. Caroline's back arched against him when he swiftly reversed the movement. His palms and all of his fingers seemed to be moving independently, each tracing its own tantalizing pattern on her heated skin, driving her more than a little insane. Without a warning, his lips were on her neck. His mouth, tongue and teeth roamed her skin ravenously, while his hands never stopped their sweet torture on her aching breasts. Caroline whimpered in sheer need. She was completely losing her mind under his masterful onslaught, and a pang went through her when she realized that she was about to come. Im…possible! Not… from… second base!

"Klaus, I…" she panted helplessly.

"Shh, my love," he purred at her ear, "you are not going to come. Not yet." His hands had slowly moved from her breasts to her waist, and his lips were no longer setting her neck on fire. But his hands gripped her hips possessively now, and his fingers were exerting just the right amount of pressure on the sensitive spots along her hipbones.

"That's how you want to keep me from coming?" she rasped, covering his hands with hers and leaning into him. "And don't you dare stop now!"

"Ah, patience, lovely Caroline," he chuckled, but then his voice became so velvety and seductive that her knees threatened to give out. "I am so not through with you yet. I fully intend to bring you a little closer to the edge with everything I do to you. First, with this," he ran his tongue from her earlobe over her neck to the crook of her shoulder, drawing little circles, in turns using his lips, his tongue and his teeth. Caroline whimpered softly. "Then, with this," he continued, cupping her breast, letting his fingers run playfully over her hardened nipple. Her back arched again, and now it was he who let out a soft moan against her ear that made her shudder with delight. "And then," he breathed, "with this." His hand slid down from her hip. Then one long finger brushed her clit and moved over the entire length of her core. She bucked and cried out, and if he hadn't been holding her firmly with his other arm, she would probably have collapsed.

But he, too, was far from being as controlled as he wanted to make her – and himself – believe.

"Gods, Caroline, so wet, and only from my touch?" he groaned as his finger yearned to slip inside her. He was usually very much in control of himself, even during sex, but she was putting his restraint to a serious test. A test he knew he would not pass this time. He spun her around, cupping her face with his hands and crushing his lips to hers. They both moaned into the kiss, wildly devouring each other's lips. Klaus finally pulled away, panting, and slid his hand down her throat, her chest, her belly. Caroline shivered violently, unconsciously moving her legs a little further apart. Her move was not lost on him though, and he felt himself harden to the point of bursting. Her ragged breathing did nothing to help his self-control in the least. Then his finger finally, finally slipped into her wet depths. The sensation was overwhelming, completely different from anything any other woman had ever made him feel. She was soaking wet around his finger, seemingly pulling him deeper into her with every second. "God," she moaned desperately, sending a tingle down Klaus' spine. He gently withdrew his finger, and when he slid it back inside her, a second finger had joined. He started to pump into her slowly, his fingers curling when he reached her depths, making her whimper which each soft swirl. Caroline's responsiveness was incredible – she reacted to even the slightest of his touches in a way that made him want to just spend months in bed, pulling all those little moans, sighs, shivers from her. He could feel that she was almost there again when he withdrew his fingers for good. Her little cry of outrage made him smile. If only she knew what it cost him not to throw her on the bed, bury himself in her and find his release right now. But tonight was only about her. Well, mostly. He looked at her and very deliberately lifted his hand to his mouth. He wasn't sure how she was going to react, but he just couldn't resist and licked her off his wet fingers. Caroline's eyes widened for a moment.

"Nothing in this world could ever compare with your taste, my love," he sighed, licking every last drop from his lips and never taking his eyes off hers. "It is pure heaven." She relaxed visibly, giving him a shy smile he found incredibly endearing. "And I need more of that. So very much more."

He gradually sank to his knees in front of her. Caroline's dead heart all but stopped when he cast one last searing look up at her. His hands caressed her legs, moving all the way up from her ankles, torturously taking their time to explore every inch. Placing soft, wet kisses on the inside of her thigh, he made her wonder how much longer she would be able to remain on her feet. When his lips had arrived at the apex of her thigh, Caroline was quite sure she would explode on the spot. Klaus kept kissing and licking her sensitive flesh, but he completely avoided her clit until she was so desperately on fire that she could do nothing but beg.

"Klaus, please!"

One of his hands had found its way to her backside, sinuously tracing the curve of her butt while his other hand moved down her leg again. Suddenly, his grip on her back tightened, and at the same time, he grabbed her ankle and lifted her foot onto his shoulder. Caroline gasped in total astonishment and would have lost balance if he hadn't held her upright. She had no time to think. The instant her foot had come to rest on his shoulder, he pulled her towards him and wickedly slid his tongue into her.

Caroline cried out.

He moved his tongue in and out of her with a skill that took her completely off guard. She hadn't known anything like this was even remotely possible, and with every second, she craved more. His tongue was moving inside her, savouring every inch of her soaked core. He licked her as if his life depended on it, like he had never experienced a greater pleasure in his entire existence. Caroline's hands knotted in his hair, pulling his head closer, her gasps almost turning into sobs. He let his tongue slide languidly over the length of her sex, and she could feel how he was enjoying this, loving it as much as she did. Then he began to slowly circle her clit, occasionally flicking his tongue over it. Hard. And finally, his mouth closed over her bud and he unleashed the full force of his experience on her. Every lick, every swish of his devilish tongue had been perfected over the centuries, and she was completely at his mercy. Her knees were trembling and she was about to come in earnest when she looked down at him. His face was buried in her, his hands roaming over her butt, her leg and her hips, and he was moaning so very sensually against her core, seemingly forgetting the world around them. Oh God! Klaus… you are freaking sex on legs! It made her whole body shudder. Nothing in her life, not even his tongue deep inside her, had ever excited her like seeing and hearing him turned on like this. His arousal was her undoing. Her orgasm hit her like a tornado. It exploded inside her and spread throughout her entire body in shockwaves. She screamed his name, pressed his head against her and stammered incoherent words, while he continued to devour her like there was no tomorrow.

Klaus couldn't believe how wildly she came. Her taste, her wet softness, the sounds she choked out in abandon had already thrilled him beyond imagination, but this! Her orgasm nearly drowned him, and he was no stranger to female ecstasy. It was absolutely divine, and he vowed to himself that he would enjoy the sight, taste and sound of her climax again and again before the night was over. Riding her off her peak, he slowed the motion of his tongue, careful not to touch her swollen clit anymore for now… but he would show less mercy next time, he mused delightedly. He licked the length of her one last time and softly kissed the apex of her thighs. She could hardly stand, so he carefully lifted her foot off his shoulder, slowly rose, never taking his hands off her, and kissed her open mouth very gently, her taste still lingering on his lips. Scooping her up in his arms, he carried her over to the enormous bed, his lips never leaving hers. Her arms came around his neck and she kissed him back vigorously. His cock was twitching, and it was all he could do not to take her there and then. Considering that for a moment, he decided against it. He did not doubt she would be more than ready again in a matter of minutes, but he wanted to do this right by her. There would be plenty of time for more frenzy later, he thought, smiling to himself.

Caroline was still trembling all over as Klaus lowered her onto the bed, never ceasing to kiss her thoroughly. She pulled him close, running her hand over his back, marveling at the unexpected intimacy between them. Everything felt so entirely natural, so right. Her other hand started exploring his chest, and the small hiss she pulled from him when her fingers ran across one nipple made her smile. So this isn't all one-sided, she thought gleefully, pulling away from his kiss, her mouth wanting to do some exploring of its own. When her tongue touched his neck right below his earlobe, he let out a deep, throaty moan and his hand in her hair pressed her even closer to his neck. Caroline felt herself growing wet yet again at his reaction. For the first time in her life, she actually yearned to hear a man growl, moan, scream, shout out her name… have him writhe in passion, lose all control, completely surrender himself. No, not a man, she corrected herself. This man, and this man only. Caroline, ahmm… going a bit gaga? What was it with his arousal that got to her so much?

She let her lips wander downwards from his neck, her mouth not leaving his skin for so much as a second. He sighed with pleasure, softly caressing her hair. Her tongue traced abstract patterns across his chest, when a malicious idea entered her mind. A quick look at him told her he was quietly enjoying what she did to him, eyes closed, one arm relaxed behind his head. No more peace and quiet, sweetheart, she thought mischievously, and circling his nipple with her tongue once, she bit it with her blunt teeth.

Klaus' back arched from the bed, and his loud groan was music to Caroline. She pushed him back down, by turns licking and biting his nipple. Klaus' eyes were wide open now, he was gasping for breath and staring down at her, unconsciously licking his lips. It seemed she had found one of his sweet spots, judging from the way he was devouring her with his eyes. God, he was so sexy in his desire, it was downright ridiculous! Her hand started to creep south, longing to finally touch his hard length, when his arm shot out and stopped her. Confused and even a bit hurt, she looked up at him questioningly. He pulled her to him, his arms surrounding her tightly, and kissed her almost senseless.

"Not this time, my sweet little one," he breathlessly murmured in her ear. "I have been wanting this for far too long now, and you have me so on edge that I am afraid I wouldn't last overly long." Somewhat mollified, but still not ready to give up, she whispered defiantly, "I really couldn't care less!" He chuckled and pulled her into another deep kiss before looking into her eyes and taking her face into his hands. "You can't even begin to imagine the kind of pleasure you have just given me, letting me see and feel you come like that." He grinned as she blushed crimson. "So you had better not disappoint me now, love." Caroline giggled until he rolled onto his side, facing her, one arm around her shoulders. His other hand ran down her waist, her hips, her thigh. When he had reached her knee, he hitched her leg up and pulled it over his hip. His hand moved back, slowly sliding towards her inner thigh. He watched her when his long fingers reached her sex. Caroline held her breath at the incredible sensation of his fingers against her. She moved her leg further up his waist to allow him better access. Now it was his breath that caught, and one finger slid deep into her. Both of them moaned in unison, staring into each other's eyes incredulously.

"You are so ready for me again, aren't you, Caroline?" he gasped. She could only nod. "Tell me what you want, my sweet little one."

"I want to see you come for me this time," she whispered hoarsely.

With a deep guttural growl, he pushed her back into the mattress, showering her body with soft, open-mouthed kisses. Caroline shivered as he knelt between her legs, both hands stroking her thighs, spreading them further apart with every caress. Then he lowered himself onto her, taking her hands in his and resting their interlaced fingers on each side of her head, holding himself up on his arms so that only their hands and lower bodies were touching. It was totally mesmerizing.

She felt his rock-hard cock at her entrance. Never taking his eyes off hers, Klaus sheathed himself all the way with one deep hard stroke, hitting the G-spot she hadn't known was really there. What… how… oh… oh…

He pulled all the way out again, very slowly, and thrust back into her with force, settling into a delicious rhythm she was more than eager to meet. The way he left her slowly, completely, to enter her again so powerfully made her feel like she was going to pass out. He was speeding up now, taking a little less time when leaving her, pumping into her more violently. Caroline didn't mind. At all. Her eyes widened as he started to roll his hips in small circles against her, making her arch her back again and again in sheer abandon, her hands still trapped beneath his. She pulled up her knees, resting her calves at his sides, making him push ever deeper. Don't stop, Klaus! Take me like that for the rest of eternity!

Klaus was fighting for control. It had never been this intense for him, not a single time in his thousand years. She was so tight, fitting him so perfectly, and the way her walls contracted around him, pulsated around him was literally taking his breath away. She wantonly responded to his every move, pulling it all from him and giving herself completely. Gods, it was so beautiful! He released her hands, lifting himself up on his knees. He wanted to really see her squirm beneath him, and he wanted to bury himself as deeply as he could. Grasping her hips, he pulled Caroline closer to him. She moaned loudly when he entered her again, her hands gripping the headboard behind her, gloriously exposing her body to his ravenous gaze. His eyes burned into hers as he swiftly lifted both of her legs onto his shoulders, never once breaking his rhythm.

Their breathless panting grew more and more erratic. Klaus knew he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer, but he strictly forbade himself his release before she found hers again. His head fell back as he tried to focus. If he continued to look at her beneath him, meeting each of his thrusts so eagerly, staring up at him with those passionate come-hither eyes, it would be over in a second. When he looked down at her again after a few minutes, she had lifted herself onto her elbows, her gaze firmly locked on the spot where their bodies were joined. She was feverishly looking at him sliding in and out of her, biting her lower lip and breathing heavily. Sensing him watching her, she lifted her gaze and her eyes sank into his. Her hand sneaked downwards between their moving bodies, towards her sex, and she brought one finger to rest at each side of his thrusting cock, right at her entrance, squeezing lightly, creating a sensation of even more tightness. "Not… fair!" he groaned, throwing his head back again and closing his eyes. Her low chuckle turned into a series of moans as he started to thrust faster. Gods, this was incredible!

Then something snapped inside him.

He yanked her legs from his shoulders, pushing them as far apart as he could, and plunged into her again. He pumped relentlessly, feeling himself lose all control, all finesse. His fangs broke through, but there was nothing he could do. His entire being was reduced to this one blazing, all-consuming need. He was flying, burning, on fire. There was nothing left in his world but her and him.

Caroline was in complete awe. She had felt the sudden change in Klaus, and she knew it should scare her, but it had the contrary effect of arousing her to the point of madness. When she saw him turn, all black veins, yellow eyes and double fangs, she had a distinct feeling that this did not usually happen to him while having sex. It was beyond exciting to imagine him burying his fangs in her neck and drinking from her while ravishing her body. She fleetingly asked herself if she was losing her mind in earnest. But she didn't really care, as long as he didn't stop. This was so rough, but so sweet at the same time, she felt like shouting it out to the heavens.

His groans grew uncontrollably loud, and Caroline met his every thrust with her own, moving underneath him, not able to take her eyes off his beautifully evil face. He looked down at her, beyond reason, and brought a finger to her clit, pushing her hand away and starting to stroke her brutally, driving her higher and higher, and she knew the fall would be endless. Her whole body tingled, and her lust was growing unbearably intense. Caroline wasn't sure she could take it for very much longer.

"Klaus… come for me… now… please," she grated desperately.

His crazed eyes widened, and his fingers moved viciously against her, in harmony with his thrusts. He hit the hidden spot within her again and again until she could withstand no longer. Her whole body went completely rigid for a second before she finally let everything go and screamed out his name in mindless ecstasy. Was she blacking out for a second? She truly couldn't tell anymore, with stars exploding behind her eyes and all of that almost painful pleasure washing over her.

"Look at me! Now!" Klaus commanded with a strangled voice. She opened her eyes with great effort while shuddering through her powerful release. The sight of him above her, eyes glazed and yellow, lips parted, fangs out, pushing into her so relentlessly was just too good to be true.

"My Gods, woman." he choked out, staring into her face, a deep thrust echoing each word.

And then he came hard, very hard, trembling violently and burying himself over the entire length of her body, touching every inch of her skin that he could reach. His eyes never left hers, and beyond his turned face, she saw him in all his raw humanity. Her heart broke a little. Caroline could only hold on to him and stare, openmouthed, panting.

Klaus' orgasm was the single most magnificent thing she had ever seen.