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Warpaint-Love Is To Die

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He narrowed his eyes at her. "Says the girl who moaned my name when I nearly devoured her neck…"

Unfaithful

Chapter Two

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when Elena woke up. Rock music was blasting from the yard, and the smell of barbequed burgers made her stomach growl. She had slept in and wished that someone would have woken her sooner. After rising out of bed, she took a quick shower and dressed herself in a black bikini top and a short denim skirt before heading downstairs.

The living room and kitchen was empty; everyone was on the patio in the back. Elena slid the screen door open and all eyes were on her now.

"You're finally up, sleepy head!" Caroline beamed.

"Why didn't you wake me?"

"Because we're on vacation and you're allowed to sleep in!"

Elena wondered how Caroline was able to be so bubbly and cheerful all the time.

"I thought you had a hangover," said Rebekah. "Better to sleep it off." She sipped on her rum and coke and winked at Matt when he caught her gaze.

Determined to avoid the Hybrid's hypnotic stare, Elena sat down on a lounger and thanked Bonnie when she handed her a cocktail. She listened to Caroline gushing about her wedding plans and nearly spit out her drink when she said that she wanted Elena to be her maid of honor.

"You okay?" said Bonnie.

"Yes"—Elena coughed—"just went down the wrong way."

Caroline got up and sat in Klaus's lap. "I can't believe we're going to be married in less than a year! I hope you don't get cold feet!"

"Knowing my brother," Bekah began, "You, my dear Caroline, are going to be the one getting the pre wedding jitters. Nik is a difficult man to live with. Take it from someone who's lived with him for centuries—when I wasn't daggered half the time. It's a good thing you are not an Original. He might have daggered you after sixty years and married someone else."

"Rebekah, darling," said Klaus. "You are not amusing anyone."

"I wasn't trying to."

"Pay no attention to her, sweetheart," he said to Care. "She's only teasing."

Elena felt like she was going to be sick. It was so difficult to sit there and act normal after what happened the night before. She didn't know if she was more upset because Caroline was swooning over Klaus, or because she felt guilty and regretted her actions with the Hybrid. It was certainly a combination of both.

"Hey, Elena," Jeremy called out. "Do you want a burger or a hotdog?"

She whipped her head around and looked at her brother. "I think I'm just going to go inside and make a salad."

"A salad?" Caroline said with distaste. "Since when did you go vegan?"

"I'm haven't. I just feel like starting light. I only just got up."

"We're all out of lettuce," said Bonnie.

"Oh. Well, that's okay." Elena rose to her feet. "I can go into town and buy some."

"Do you think you can pick up some ice, too?" asked Care.

"Yeah, sure."

"Don't go alone," she added.

"It's bright daylight," Elena replied. "I'll be fine."

"Klaus, why don't you tag along with her," Caroline suggested.

But Elena quickly protested. "That won't be necessary."

"I'm not going to let you carry heavy packs of ice all by yourself," Caroline stated. "I'd go with you but I have some goodies in the oven that I need to keep an eye on."

"I'm perfectly capable of going alone." Elena was desperate to insist she go by herself, but her friend would not take no for an answer. Klaus was already up and the scent of his cologne gave her vivid flashbacks of the night before when he brushed past her.

"Take my Jeep!" said Matt. "The keys are on the coffee table."

I guess this means he's coming with me.

~oOo~

Elena was grateful that Klaus had allowed the stereo to play while he drove them to town. She did not want to discuss what happened last night, and she didn't want to go into a deep discussion about her feelings. For all she knew, he could have been sleeping around with other women behind Caroline's back. Elena did not want to be "the other woman," and she hated backstabbing her friend.

You should have told Caroline what happened, her conscience scolded her.

The road they were driving on was filled with tall trees from both parallel sides. It was as if they were driving through a green and blue dome. Elena's hair whipped around her face while Klaus sped up. She stared straight ahead of her and avoided the urge to peer over at him. The journey to town was not too long. After about twenty minutes, they reached a local supermarket, went inside together, got everything they needed, and walked right out without interacting with each other.

Elena found it a bit strange because she was certain Klaus would have said something or at least done something… But he remained indifferent. He acted as if nothing had actually happened between them.

On their way back, Klaus took a different turn, which led them to a dead-end near the beach. He parked the Jeep and pulled up the hand break before he turned off the ignition and faced Elena.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"We need to talk."

"There's nothing to talk about," she said taciturnly. "Turn on the car—let's head back."

"Not until we talk."

"What is there to say?" Elena frowned. "We both made a mistake, and I feel horrible that it happened. I wish it hadn't."

"Do you really mean that?" said Klaus, resting his hand over the steering wheel.

"Yes, I do." She tried her best to lie through her teeth and prayed that he did not have some superhuman ability to detect her lie. "You're engaged to my best friend. We were both drunk and were not ourselves."

"Alcohol tends to bring out a person's truest motives and feelings," he countered.

"If you wanted to know the truth about how I really feel about you, all you had to do was ask." Elena smiled in a patronizing way. "I hate you, Klaus. You're the last person I'd want to be with."

He narrowed his eyes at her. "Says the girl who moaned my name when I nearly devoured her neck…"

Her lack of a comeback only infuriated her more as she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the Jeep. "I hate you!" she slammed the door and was about to walk away when he suddenly appeared in front of her at vampire speed. Klaus pushed on her stomach until her back hit the vehicle. He had trapped her between the Jeep and his body now.

Too close… too dangerously close, Elena thought as she resisted the way he aroused her. She secretly loved that feeling of danger. Being around the most dangerous predator was an adrenaline rush in itself.

"You're such a controlling bastard!" she hatefully said, as he wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her in close.

Elena's heart was pounding violently in her chest, and he loved that effect he had on her. She tried to stay still as she turned her head to the side and focused on a raven that was perched on a branch. He was smelling her; breathing her in. She felt his breath against her neck as he licked her jugular vein. Elena knew she could have fought him off, or at least she could have tried to. A direct knee to the testicles would have crippled him for a moment, but she stayed perfectly still and let the dangerous predator salivate over her. The feeling of that danger was addictive and euphoric. It made her remember the night when he had fed on her and left her for dead.

"You're such a selfish prick," she uttered.

His voice was low and seductive as he said, "What else, love?"

Elena began to panic when she felt the string at the back of her bikini top come undone. He had untied it… And down it dropped to the ground. She closed her eyes and focused on her breathing. Within seconds, a wet tongue slowly swirled around her erected nipple, sucking back on it before giving her other breast the same attention.

Elena stared into the Hybrid's lust drench eyes as he towered above her again and pulled off his shirt.

"What are you doing?"

She knew what he was doing, it was more like: what am I doing?

"Giving you what we both want," he answered.

Elena's insides were on fire and everything was beginning to hurt down below because she was insanely aroused beyond comprehension. He was manhandling her, and even though her good logic knew better than to surrender to him, her body craved his touch. Alarms began to blare in her head when she watched him unfasten his belt.

Oh God, no, no, no! I can't do this!

"I'm not going to have sex with you!" Elena tried to get away, but he pushed his palm against her tummy and forced her back again. "Stop!" she shouted.

Klaus grabbed her thighs and lifted her up before he pressed himself in between her legs. Elena automatically wrapped her arms around his neck for support. She could feel his evident hard-on throbbing against her soaked, mesh bikini. He kissed her hard and aggressively until she eventually submitted and let his tongue inside.

"Tell me you don't want me inside you," he breathed between lustful kisses.

Elena moaned when he kissed her neck and let go of her right thigh so he could position himself at her entry. Klaus slipped her bikini to the side and guided his manhood right against her soaking sex. Another breathy moan escaped her lips as he lifted her leg up against and guided it around his waist. All he had to do was move an inch and he would have been buried inside of her.

She was deliriously turned on and unable to think of the repercussions of their actions. No one was around them. They were in a very remote location and seconds away from banging each other's brains out. Klaus kissed Elena and teased her as he pressed himself against her slick entry.

"Tell me you don't want this cock pounding you." He kissed her passionately slow and sucked back her sultry bottom lip. "Say it," he commanded, growing impatient.

The pit of her stomach had twisted into a thousand knots. Elena had dreamed of this moment for months. Her sleep was always assaulted by graphic sexual dreams starring Niklaus Mikaelson. And now that he was between her thighs, all she wanted was to deafen her conscience and surrender to her lustful desires.

"You're the last man I'd ever fuck."

And as soon as she said it, he pushed himself inside of her until he painfully stretched her slick, tight walls. Elena cried out in pain and pleasure as Klaus buried his face in her neck and penetrated her to the hilt. He felt so big and thick inside her. She was worried that he'd rupture her cervix. The intrusion of his forceful thrust, hurt so good.

"Why… do you always… have to be… such a… bitch to me?" he growled as he mercilessly pounded his aching length into her.

Elena dug her nails into his back and locked her legs around his waist to feel him deeper. The penetration felt undeniably amazing. It was pleasure mixed with pain. She'd been so sex deprived for too long that it was as if he was shredding her hymen all over again.

Time seemed to have slowed down as she focused on their erratic breathing. She contradicted all her hateful confessions as she took his face in her hands and kissed him with so much want and desire. The only sounds that could be heard was their pleasurable cries, breathy expletives, and flesh slapping on flesh.

Elena was revelling in sheer lust. She felt like a hedonistic nymph that had gone possessed.

He's fucking me against the car… oh God… Don't stop...

Normally Klaus would have been able to last much longer, but because they were both so turned on, all they wanted was sweet satisfaction. He kept thrusting in her until she splintered into a million pieces and had the most earth shattering orgasm she had ever experienced in her life. Every part of her body was tingling in the most mind numbing way. Without even asking for permission, he exploded inside of her and shot every last drop of his cum into her vulnerable womb. Elena was thankful that she was still on birth control.

Klaus kissed her tenderly, and Elena enjoyed every second of it. Now that they were both satisfied and their heads were clear, all they were left to deal with was the reality of what they had done; the unspoken feelings they had for each other.

"I need to break up with Caroline."

"What?" Elena's face went pale. "You are not going to do that." She managed to push him back before she dressed herself in haste.

"I can't bloody well lie to her!"

"What did you honestly think this was?" she said. "We fucked—that's it. I can't let you break her heart. She loves you!"

"What kind of man do you take me for? You think I just fucked you senseless because I needed to get off? Don't cheapen what transpired between us."

"You fucked me against my best friend's Jeep. You can't get any cheaper than that." Elena turned around and opened the door before she slammed it shut and strapped on her seatbelt.

Klaus could not believe how badly things turned for the worst. He put on his shirt and fastened his belt, then walked toward his driver's side door and got in.

"Look," said Elena. "I'll admit we have sexual chemistry, but nothing good can come out of us hooking up like this. Caroline loves you, and you love her—otherwise why would you have proposed to her? What happened twenty minutes ago was a mistake. Please don't ruin your relationship over an instance that won't happen again," Elena begged.

Klaus was speechless. He was upset, but he was too proud to convince Elena that their connection went far beyond attraction. So, he turned on the ignition, pulled out in reverse, and headed back to the lake house.