A/N:

To my lovely readers,

I hope this update finds you well. It's been hard trying to finish this story, but slowly, and tediously, I've been crafting a story which you will all hopefully enjoy. Please enjoy this update, and I promise it is one of many. But it also includes adult content, so be forewarned. Happy reading! (wink, wink)

Cheers,

Erin

Chapter Song: The Dream by Code Blue

Chapter 46: This is Bliss

September 21

I sat on the window seat in the library, my nose deep into a first edition copy of Pride and Prejudice. Reading had been my escape recently. Either that or spending some time with Haley at the cottage. We had actually become friends, since we were both drooling over baby plans. It was nice, considering the hectic plans that were slowing brewing around me.

The plantation house had been swarmed with different members of Klaus's army, coming in and out. I had hardly seen Klaus, he was so busy tracking Marcel's every move. He's also been working with a new recruit, a witch. Her name was Pearl Johansson, and apparently her ancestor was Klaus's ally back in the day. I didn't particularly trust her, but Klaus did.

The opening of the library door drew my attention away from the book in my hands, making me turn to face my visitor. But who I saw surprised me.

Rebekah Mikaelson stood in the French doorway of the library, her posture slightly tensed. Her blonde hair was fishtail braided down her left side, covered by a black suede baseball cap. She was dressed in a black slouch tee, ripped jeans, and a pair of black booties.

I hadn't really seen Rebekah around the plantation house. She and Matt had been avoiding Klaus and I like the plague. But here she was, standing before me.

"Um, can I help you?" I set my book down on the window seat and waited patiently for Rebekah to answer. She looked at me awkwardly before speaking.

"Klaus and I had a discussion about my stunt I pulled in Italy. He was correct when he said I was acting childish and foolishly with my actions, and I wanted to personally wanted to apologize for my cruel actions towards you. Giving you a love potion was completely uncalled for. I also know that my choices strained your personal relationship with Matt. Once again, I am really sorry. I hope you can forgive me, Caroline." Rebekah apologized, and I closed Pride and Prejudice with a small flitter of the pages.

"It's alright, Rebekah. I forgive you for whatever you did to me in Rome. We're vampires, so it would be idiotic to hold a grudge. We live for eternity anyways." I joked, and Rebekah's nude colored lips curled into a faint smile.

"You should give Nik that advice. He's kept grudges for hundreds of years, and against many people. He's such a stubborn ass, and he's part of the reason that I gave you a love potion. I wanted revenge against Nik for all the times that he had taken my romantic happiness away from me. Little did I know that you were actually falling in love with him without the influence of the love potion." Rebekah laughed her genuine laugh, which was a rare. They were normally forced, breathy. I liked seeing this side of Rebekah; the carefree, happy girl.

"You are madly in love with Matt. I can see it whenever you look at him. Does he know?" I asked, and Rebekah blushed with mention of Matt.

"He's so amazing, Caroline. For once, a man admires me for my personality, not my familial wealth or my looks. And the sex is amazing." Rebekah swooned at the last part of her statement, which to me was way too much information.

"Keep that last detail to yourself, please. For the benefit of everyone."

"Whatever. So what have you and my big brother been up to? I haven't heard any late night moaning coming from your end of the floor." Rebekah bumped my shoulder with hers, and I gave her an incredulous look.

"I'm not telling you about my sex life with your brother! Rebekah, seriously." I laughed, and Rebekah shrugged her petite shoulders.

"Okay, okay." Rebekah replied in defeat. I think she was trying to make traditional girl talk, but she was obviously confused.

"I think that dinner is probably almost ready. Let's go." I encouraged Rebekah, who responded with an enthusiastic nod.

We exited the library and entered the main foyer, heading towards the kitchen. I noticed someone leaving through the front door. It was the witch the Klaus had recently taken on as an alliance, and I did not fully trust her. The girls raven black locks were pushed back into a messy ponytail, and she was dressed in an oversized military jacket. Everything about her seemed suspicious.

"Do you trust that Johanssen witch? Something about her seems off." I questioned Rebekah about the witch, and Rebekah simply brushed me off.

"If Klaus trusts her, you should as well. My brother knows his enemies, and he would know if someone was betraying him. Relax, Caroline."

And that was that.

We entered the kitchen, where dinner was laid out neatly onto the pristine counters. Elijah and Klaus stood in the corner of the kitchen. When Klaus saw me, he approached me and placed a kiss on my cheek.

After a dinner of warmed B blood and whatever human food that Klaus had provided for his supernatural allies, Klaus and I ended up in his bedroom. I was dressed in a La Perla satin pyjama set, made of a buttery soft satin colored viridian green. Klaus was wearing his signature henley tee, with a pair of jeans hangly deliciously low on his hips. We were both perched on his bed, I looking at Pinterest on my iPad pro and Klaus reading an especially antique looking book. A comfortable silence had settled between us, and the atmosphere of the room was relaxed.

"What are you pinning about this time?" Klaus asked, and I looked up from my glowing iPad

screen.

"Just random stuff. Quotes and recipes, mostly whatever seems inspiring at the moment. I have so many boards that I can't really keep track of everything I've pinned." I laughed, making Klaus give me a warm smile.

"I like these type of evenings. Spending time with you is a wonderful reprieve from constantly surveillancing Marcel and his twisted army. You are much lovelier company." Klaus commented, and I shut the case on my iPad screen to give him my full attention.

"I would hope so." I responded, snuggling close to Klaus under the gray linen duvet. His arm went around me instantaneously.

"So do you have a wedding board on that Pinterest website?" Klaus asked me, and I couldn't help but slightly freeze in his arms. Klaus wasn't going to propose right now, was he? It was obviously too soon in our relationship to make such a jump. We still slept in separate bedrooms at night.

"Maybe I do. Why do you ask?" I questioned Klaus, who had noticed my sudden edge.

"Relax, love. It was a simple question. I know marriage for us isn't plausible at the moment, but eventually I intend to spend my life with you. I love you more than you can imagine, Caroline. That's not going to change anytime soon."

"I love you too." I whispered into Klaus's ear before getting up and heading towards the bedroom door, which was locked.

"Klaus, why is the door locked?" I asked Klaus, who gave me a flirtatious smile.

"You can open it. But I want you to stay with me, at least tonight." Klaus spoke, his usually tenor voice heavy with roughness.

I looked to Klaus before looking once to the door. I unlocked it carefully, but then heard Klaus's heavy footsteps against the aged floors. He was right behind me. I slowly turned, and I couldn't help but catch my breath.

(Sexy Times start now, if you wish to skip the smut. I'll cue when it's over with another line like this)

When I looked into Klaus's eyes, I could tell he wanted more. I as well wanted to feel a deeper connection to Klaus, and now was my chance to take the plunge. Closing my eyes, I pressed my lips to Klaus's in a flurry of courage.

Klaus kissed me back, and the ardor between us escalated to a whole new level. His hands traveled to my waist, slipping under my silken tank top to trail his fingers up the small of my back. I couldn't help but shiver with delight at the notion. Deepening the kiss, Klaus pushed me against the wall of the master bedroom. I kicked the door behind me closed, locking it.

We moved in synchronization, not breaking our pattern once. Our kisses were fevered, burning even. Every inch of my neck, jaw, ears, and face were being peppered with kisses by Klaus. He tasted of coffee and citrus, a strange but wonderful combination.

Finally Klaus's lips returned to my own, and his tongue pressed against my lips for permission of entrance. I willingly obliged, letting him take my mouth captive as his own. My hands were entangled in his hair, the golden locks sifting through my fingers like an exotic silk.

Klaus's hands went from the small of my back to the edge of my camisole, and we briefly broke our kiss to toss the cotton material over my head. I did the same to Klaus, who willingly let me remove his jersey crew neck t shirt. My hands voyaged up Klaus's tan, washboard abs, tracing every intricate line. This was getting steamier by the tick of the clock.

"Caroline, love. Slow down." Klaus whispered against my neck, stopping me in a sudden stupor. I looked at him, determination and honesty evident on my face.

"Klaus, I want this. Right now, right here, with you. No distractions, no love spells. Just me and you, and that very comfortable bed." I said lowly, and Klaus gave me a look of surprise. My voice was husky.

"Are you sure?" Klaus asked me one last time, and I answered by placing a kiss on his swollen lips. That was enough confirmation for the Original Hybrid. He gripped my thighs, hoisting me onto his hips.

We moved from the wall, Klaus supporting my weight with his forearms. Approaching the end of the king sized bed, he placed me down into the swarm of white Egyptian cotton sheets. I tried to sit up, but Klaus gently pushed me back down. He began to undo the button on my low-rise jeans, sliding the denim off my legs. Klaus's eyes widened in surprise as he laid sight on my blush colored, silk and lace Chloë brand lingerie. The matching set was something I'd been saving for a while.

Finally, Klaus let me sit up a bit as I undid his belt. The buckle clanged against the epoched cherry flooring as it fell from my grasp, making me grin mischievously. Klaus skimmed off his light wash jeans, leaving us both in our underwear. I didn't think Klaus was a boxer kind of guy, but there he stood before me in a pair of Armani boxer shorts. I saw his growing arousal straining against the black fabric, and I had to keep myself from giggling like a Catholic school girl.

Both of us delved back into a deep kiss, and Klaus slowly scooted me up the length of the bed until my head hit the goose feather filled pillows. He was kissing everything, slowly traveling up the height of my body, with the hair of his beard tickling me. Small kisses dotting my inner thighs, up my stomach, over my breasts, and on my neck. It was smoldering, the heat between us rising. His lips were everywhere until they caught mine, and our tongues collided together in a fury. I had never done anything so pash.

"Sit up, sweetheart." Klaus murmured against my lips, and I obeyed. Sitting up a bit, I allowed Klaus's arms to snake behind me. I felt it as he quickly undid the three hooks on my strapless bra. The article of clothing fell away effortlessly, leaving my chest bare, and suddenly I was self conscious. My arms went to cover my chest, a natural instinct, but Klaus stopped me.

"I want to see all of you, Caroline. Every stunning inch of your body."

He softly removed my arms from where they guarded my chest, and gently pushed me back down into the mattress. Klaus kissed my exposed breasts, making me gasp. He smiled, and continued to pay attention to the sensitive skin around my nipples, sucking and pulling on them with his teeth. The feeling was extremely sensual, almost to a breaking point. The tassels on his signature layered necklaces tickled my skin, adding to the experience of pure bliss.

As Klaus kissed his way down my stomach, I could not help but moan. I felt him smile against the skin of my lower abdomen. His lips reached the waistband of my panties, and with one quick motion they were gone altogether. I was now completely bare, and loving the expression of lust that clouded Klaus's stormy blue eyes.

He crept onto the bed himself, aligning his own body over mine. My hands automatically went to his hips, where I pushed down his boxers in attempt of making him as bare I was. Klaus helped me remove the undergarment, gliding them down his legs, and letting them fall to the floor. With both of us now completely nude, I braced myself for what was about to happen.

"Are you ready, love?" Klaus whispered into my ear, and I nodded breathlessly. With my consent to move forward, he kissed both my cheeks before placing a featherlight peck on the tip of my nose.

Supporting his own weight on the outside of his forearms, Klaus positioned himself carefully so that his weight would have no effect on me. Taking my left knee, he nudged it so that my legs spread even wider, allowing him to move between them. I could feel his erection pressed against my inner thigh, and I was sweating with excitement already.

Adjusting his hips, Klaus entered me with a compassionate thrust. I gasped in wonder at the sensation, but let myself relax as Klaus continued to move within me. Soon I began catch on to Klaus's rhythm, and started to move with him. Our bodies melded together in sweat-filled ecstasy. I kissed Klaus's bird tattoo that adorned his left shoulder, and wrapped my legs around his waist to deepen his penetration. Both of our breathing was ragged. I could hear Klaus whispering I love you over and over to me as he thrusted, kissing my neck and face, my breasts and lips. We were becoming one.

I was the first to reach climax, Klaus following shortly behind. This moment had been incredible, exhilarating even. Once Klaus had pulled out, he rolled over to my left side, a grin wide on his face.

"What?" I heaved, still short of breath after our trip to paradise. Klaus looked over at me, and answered me with the most sweetest sentiment.

"You are incredible, love."

"You're pretty incredible yourself, mister." I replied, snuggling up to Klaus. My hands brushed against the stubble on his cheek, and I placed a chaste kiss on his nose.

(SMUT ALERT: SEXY TIMES COMPLETE YOU MAY CONTINUE YOUR VIRGINOUS READING)

"So that's what 'making love' feels like." I muttered, and Klaus looked down at me in surprise.

"Have you never made love, Caroline?" Klaus asked me, and I gingerly shook my head. Having sex with Tyler had been unmemorable, since it happened so quickly. I had never felt this loved.

"I've had sex with a couple people, but I've never been exposed to something so gratifying." I responded.

"Don't worry, Caroline. There is definitely more of where that came from." I laughed at Klaus's coyness, and threw my leg over his right knee. Cuddling in close to him, I sighed in content.

"I love you." I whispered in Klaus's ear, and I felt him smile contently. He pressed his lips against my forehead lightly and I shivered. It felt like something out of a movie, yet here we were.

"I love you more." Klaus whispered in my ear, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

This is what true bliss felt like.

A/N:

So I really hoped that enjoyed that, because dear god it was so awkward to write. I felt like a guilty nun reading Fifty Shades as I wrote this, so please pray for my writing redemption. New chappie coming soon, I promise!

~E

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