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Caroline POV
I let out a groan as I turn around completely naked in the bed, my hand falling on a warm skin.
My eyes snap open, startled by the unexpected sensation. I pull back a little from the male chest in front of me, and I look around. It's still dark, but there is enough light for me to notice being in some kind of old hut and the "bed" we are on not being a regular bed at all. There isn't a mattress but fur skins covering what looks like hay poking out from under it. My read of my surroundings lands on the faint sunlight casting shadows on the hip my hand is resting on, a thick fur blanket barely covering the lower half of my partner.
I follow the trail upward, appreciating every inch of taut muscle that feels so familiar under my fingertips, I have little doubt who they belong to.
But this is a dream (feels like one) and if not here, where can I indulge in what I want to do him, every time I'm in his presence? Especially since the woods, I find my ability to deny him physically close to nothing. It didn't matter if we were in public, or I was mad at him, or that Kol and Bonnie had walked in on us multiple times or his having a baby with...
My heart clenches painfully at the mere thought of it and the brief image of them together.
It doesn't matter here, because this is a dream and here, the minute I touch him or he touches me, I don't have to think of stopping. I can just be. I don't know if it's because of that freaky vow Bonnie was talking about but I physically can't resist him.
And he feels, I touch his arm reverently, so good.
In a haze of lust, I lean forward to kiss every patch of skin within my reach. I feel him stiffen the second my lips touch his skin. His right hand brushing down my side, making me lightheaded. I sigh my approval when he reaches my butt to give it an encouraging squeeze. I suck hard on his exposed skin, the loud hiss of my partner echoing in the hut. The sound demands wetness to gather in my core as things start to heat up between us and his hands become more daring, pulling me so close, I can easily feel his hardness sliding up and down my slit, rubbing nicely on my excited clit. When I reach his chest, I kiss up his feather tattoo, his moles, his scruff covered cheek before I lay one last hesitant kiss at the corner of his raspberry lips.
When I do nothing a for a few seconds, his right hand flies up to grab my cheek firmly to guide my lips to his. At contact, an explosion of pleasure rocks my body and my mouth parts to let out a pant he cuts off with his demanding tongue. It's not long till all I feel is him and infinite pleasure. Our kiss gets deeper, more adventurous till finally I break it off, wanting to see his face. For details like that, dreams tend to be unforgiving, but this is obviously a very vivid one where I can see everything that is Klaus.
From his moles, to his tattoos, the outline of his dimples and his eyes...
Those amazing, piercing, stormy blue eyes which are unrelenting in scanning my face. He swallows hard when he raises his hand to caress my cheek and I close my eyes, wanting so much to feel this cherished forever.
He breathes into my face, murmuring "Caroline," and I think I might die from the way my soul soars. But when he adds a heart felt "my love" to it, I fight back a powerful wave of emotion which hits me before he kisses again
This time, I'm the one who enthusiastically parts his lips with my tongue, exploring his mouth thoroughly.
I hear him growl, his hand going between us to palm my breast.
I arch into him, our lips still locked as he pushes me back down, smiling naughtily at me.
Oh he wants to play?
I take him off guard when I change our positions in vampire speed.
I smirk at his surprised, then pleased expression. It then twists, his eyes squeezing shut, his mouth dropping along with mine as I lower myself slowly into his rigid cock. With every inch I take in, I feel his grip tighten around my hip till painful, but I really don't care.
I bite down on my lip when I finish, no longer moving to appreciate all of Klaus inside me, big and throbbing. I open my eyes to see his awed ones, unchanging as he sits up, holding my lower back so I don't fall off him. Once in a sitting position, I simply wait for him to take control...
And he does.
Wrapping his right arm to grab my left hip in a display of hybrid strength, he starts to move me up and down his shaft, so slow it drives my insane with how good it feels. Up and down he takes me, every now and again his manhood rubbing just right on my clit, making me tremble.
I feel his hot breath before he takes a nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking it. I'm not even over that sensation yet when he lifts my leg, not breaking our up and down rhythm, to plunge even deeper inside me in a new angle that makes me see stars.
"Fuck..." he gasps at the same time my pussy starts clenching around him.
He increases the tempo, and we start to lose ourselves to our lovemaking. My upcoming orgasm squeezes his shaft tight, forcing a groan from him.
"You feel so incredible love," he murmurs huskily in my ear while pushing so hard into me I cry out.
"Come for me," he breathes, no higher than a whisper, his accent hot and heavy.
I can't help it. The way he's fucking me, the way he holds me strongly against him as his cock goes into me and that damn accent of his...
I come hard and I catch him watching me, not stopping our movements before his own overtakes him, a satisfied moan leaving his mouth before he falls back into the fur bed, eyes closed, a content smile on his face.
I fall forward on top of him, exhausted with a ghost of a smile on my own lips.
I manage to gain enough strength back to lift my head to look at Klaus, my expression softening when I touch his cheek, his eyes opening in response.
"I don't want this dream to end," I say quietly.
He grabs me by my neck gently, seeing his intention, I meet him half way and kiss him back.
"It doesn't have to," he replies against my lips, cupping my face to his. "We've only just begun."
A renegade tear escapes my eye. "It's already over. You and Hayley..." I start brokenly.
He cuts me off. "She is nothing Caroline! You...You are EVERYTHING! This dream we're sharing right now..."
I didn't hear anything else after that, the happiness dream bubble pop as I realize what is going on, my anger boiling.
How dare he...
I glare at him, but I don't move, because honestly, it feels so good to be in his arms.
Hell if I let him know that though, especially with what I know now.
"This is low. Even for you," I growl in disapproval, stopping him mid sentence. "Entering my dreams? Really?"
"Love..." his eyes are gentle and filled with something that almost makes me look away. "I did no such thing," he finishes softly.
I read his face, seeing the truth and a glimmer of smugness.
"Then how am I...how are you..." I stammer, totally confused.
He sighs tiredly, his eyes fluttering close as he rests his forehead on mine. "Caroline..."
I know that tone. I've heard it before.
I grit my teeth. "I swear, if you start with that Vow stuff..."
"Sweetheart..."
There it is again. I explode, wrenching myself harshly away from him, taking the blanket with me. "I don't know what's going on, but I don't want to be with you! Not anymore!"
He is in my face in an instant, equally furious. I totally focus in on his rage, not his well toned sexy as all hell body that is screaming for me to touch it and get round two of our sex fest started.
"Well tough luck sweetheart!" he shouts in my face. "Because this," he gestures between the two of us, "is happening! The Vow has connected us and evidently this connection will get stronger, whether you like it or not!"
"Like hell! You were supposed to be a one time, scandalous sex experience. Nothing more!" I retort heatedly.
"Sure about that love?" he says, stepping predatorily towards me. "Because you could of fooled me with the way you took me inside of you, over and over..."
Unbelievable. "You're disgusting," I spat at him, turning away, but he grabs my arm, pulling me to him.
I ignore the jolt which spreads from his touch directly to my private parts, suddenly needing him.
His eyes widen as well, and I know it isn't one sided. I resist looking down, knowing I'd find a very ready Klaus. My head fills up with erotic images anyway when he gets close enough for me to feel his hardness against my leg.
I let out a shuddering breath, pressing my hand on his chest for support. It makes things worse, because then it's skin to skin and I just want more. His heart thundering under my touch is calling me to lean forward and kiss him.
My mind tells me to pull away, but instead, I draw closer, feeling his arm wrap around me as I start to caress his chest. The room growing warmer and warmer with each touch.
He hums at the contact, his eyes fluttering closed. "You must feel that my love," he utters huskily in my neck, my heart skipping a beat when I hear the phrase "my love" drop from his lips again. "We are much..." he kisses my shoulder. "...Much more."
I moan helplessly when he kisses my neck but I'm determined to stay logical. This can't happen. This can't work!
With everything I am, I manage to say no, bringing his ministrations to a halt.
With his lips off me, I gain some semblance of rationality. "You're going to be a father Klaus," I tell him softly.
I see his jaw tightened at my words. "You swore you'd give me a chance!" he growls.
"I know! But there is no room for me with a baby in the picture Klaus!" I press.
He opens his mouth to argue, but I silence him, placing a finger gently on the lips I love kissing.
I move it to place one last lingering kiss on his lips in good-bye.
He feels it. I know he does. I feel him grab on to me, but everything is under a haze now, my chest heavy with emotion, my eyes filling with so much water that I wake up, crying in the hotel pillow in my room, Bonnie's arms eventually wrapping around me in comfort as I cry even more in her chest.
A/N *Old norse translator courtesy of freelangdotnet and English definitions courtesy of Bing dictionary.
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