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Things had gone so much better last time, Caroline thought. At least then she got to finish, this time, well, they didn't really get to start. She did feel a little ounce of guilt, but not much. Rebekah was in trouble and needed help, Klaus would just have to finish himself off. Maybe she shouldn't have thought this way, after all, he did finish her off plenty of times when they were together.

Flashback

She didn't get it, couldn't even understand it. She considered herself pretty smart, but for some reasons he couldn't wrap her mind around this sensation. The sensation of something being so pleasurable, but painful at the same time.

What Klaus was doing to her body should have been impossible. How could someone cause this much pleasure? How did this man have so much control over her body? The first time they had together was amazing, but it had been rushed and neither one of them focused on each other's body, they just focused on the climax. This time, he paid attention to every part of her body. He knew just what places to touch, knew just how she liked it, and because of this, knew just how to torture her.

That's exactly what this was, torture. He would set a hard, fast pace, and get her to the point of climax, then stop, everything. He would wait until she had calmed down, then he would start up again. It was driving her crazy, to the point where she would start begging, and that's exactly what he wanted.

"Klaus," She growled, when he stopped once again.

"Shhh," He whispered against her mouth, his tongue prying her lips apart. She struggled in his grip, trying to push her hips up while his tongue played with hers, but he kept them pressed down against the floor.

"I need you to move," She huffed, pulling away from him.

"Not yet," He muttered, kissing along her shoulder.

"Now Klaus."

He chuckled, and pulled out slowly, before snapping his hips into her forcefully. She groaned low in her throat and he continued this pace. Pulling out slow, before roughly making his way back inside.

Her insides started to clench, and that familiar sense of tightness started low in her stomach, and every time it was worse. Every time he stopped, that tightness somehow got tighter, and she always clenched even tighter.

She didn't consider herself the godly type, but she prayed to God he would let her finish this time. "Please," She whispered in his ear. "Please."

Somehow that seemed to have provoked something in him, and his face suddenly quickened, and only became even rougher. His thrust were powerful enough to jerk her body up, only to be pulled back down by Klaus. This was causing her back to rub raw, but it only added to the sensations that he was causing.

She cried out in pleasure, and her back arched up as the tense muscled in her stomach were released and a pool of warmth was in between her thighs. None of this stopped Klaus, it seemed to encourage him more and he continued to pound into her sensitive pussy.

Flashback ended

He had managed to get two more orgasms out of her before he finished himself. She ended up being sore and her back was rubbed raw, but they both had gotten pleased, and even though she didn't just want sex, she still enjoyed it.

Once Elijah told them what happened, they both immediately stopped and gave all their attention to Elijah.

"What do you mean Rebekah is with him?" Klaus growled.

"He has her Niklaus," Elijah said.

"Are you sure?" Caroline asked.

"Yes."

"Did you actually see them together?" Caroline asked.

"No."

"Then how are you sure?"

"If you saw what happened you would be sure too."

"Shit," Caroline muttered, while Klaus flipped over the table containing grimoirs. "Elijah, I need you to come home right now."

"Do you expect me to leave my sister in the hands of that monster?"

"No, but that monster can't kill Rebekah, he doesn't have a white oak stake and he's not that stupid. Please Elijah," Caroline said.

The line was silent and Caroline thought he hung up, but he quietly answered her.

"On my way."

Caroline felt herself being hauled to her feet and she was jerked forward into Klaus, his hands bunched up in her shirt. "If my sister dies because of you, I will insure that this town is painted red with the blood of everyone you care about," He hissed in her face, shoving her away and storming out of the house.

Caroline swallowed the lump in her throat and followed him out.

"You have no regard for my feelings."

Bonnie stopped focusing on her breathing and opened her eyes and looked at him like he had grown a second head. "What?"

"My feelings. You have no regard for them. What if I didn't want to take you home?" Kol asked.

Bonnie just kept staring at him, waiting for a sign to see if he was joking, and she was shocked to see he was completely serious. "Really?"

"Really, if you want this relationship to continue, then you need to learn how to respect me."

"First off, I don't have to do anything, and seconds, we aren't in a relationship."

"Is that what you tell yourself at night?"

"Where is this even coming from?"

"You not having any regard for my feelings."

Kol looked over at her to see her staring at him with a completely bewildered face. He couldn't help but burst out laughing and struggled to focus on the road again.

"You have you lost your mind," She said.

"You can't deny that there's a connection here," He said, still laughing a little bit.

"Yes I can, because there is no connection," She said.

"Now you're just lying to yourself Bonnie," Kol said.

"I don't think I am Kol. I don't have a connection with you, I can't," She added quitter.

Kol could sense her close up, so he stopped pushing it and instead focused on the road again, occasionally glancing in her direction. If she thought he hadn't heard that, then she was just stupid, and if she thought for one second that he wouldn't find out more on why she said that, then she needed help.

The rest of the car ride to her house was silent, and when they pulled up, Kol shut off the car and zoomed around to her side, opening the door for her. She got out slowly and looked at him unsure. He shut the door and caged her in against the car. She starred up at him in confusion, waiting for him to make a move.

"Whether you want to admit it or not Bonnie, there's a connection here, but until you're ready to admit it, I'll be waiting."

He zoomed in the house and left her standing there completely breathless and slightly confused. Where was all this coming from?

It didn't matter, she thought firmly. He didn't matter. She headed instead and had one foot on the first step leading upstairs when she heard him making a lot of noise in the kitchen. She could go upstairs and pretend she didn't hear anything, or go in the kitchen and find out what kind of mess he was making.

She was going to regret this, but she headed for the kitchen. It wasn't as bad as she thought. He was simply raiding her alcohol supply.

"Since you're using my alcohol, make me a drink," She said, plopping down in her kitchen chair.

"I'm pretty sure you're too young to drink," He said, but set one in front of her anyway.

"I'm pretty sure I'm too young to live by myself and support myself, but I do that too," Bonnie said, taking a long sip.

"I thought Caroline would take care of you," He frowned.

"She does to a point," Bonnie said, trying to savior her drink.

"What's that point?"

Bonnie sighed and opened her eyes. "Why do you want to know?"

"Because I want to know more about you," He shrugged.

"Money isn't an issue if that's what you were wondering," She said after a moment.

"What's the issue then?"

"Money isn't all a girl needs."

"I'll get it for you."

"What?" Bonnie asked with raised eyebrows.

"Whatever you need, I'll get it for you," Kol said, staring at her.

"Let me guess Bonnie, you need someone to love you and hold you at night and reassure you you'll be okay."

Bonnie shot out of her seat and spun around, backing away from the doorway, running into Kol's firm chest.

"What are you doing here?" Kol asked, placing a reassuring hand on Bonnie's back.

"I came to talk to Caroline, but I see she isn't here," He said, examining the pair in front of him, suddenly smirking. "Does she know you two are here?"

"Does it matter if she does?" Kol challenged.

"It matters if she doesn't," Alex corrected, eyes flashing with amusement.

"Why don't you mind you're business Alex," Bonnie finally said.

He laughed and met her eyes, his eyes void of all amusement. "Suddenly brave now that you have someone here to protect you huh?"

"Is that what he's doing? Protecting me? I wouldn't know, I never had that with anyone, especially you," Bonnie replied.

Alex took a step forward, and so did Kol, pushing Bonnie behind him.

"You want to go Kol?" Alex challenged.

"Not particularly, I prefer more of a challenge, but I could always use the exercise," Kol shrugged.

"So sure of yourself, aren't you Kol?" Alex smirked.

"Unlike yourself, I have a reason to be sure of myself. I'm over 1,000 years old, how old are you? 22?" Kol asked.

"Cute."

"I thought so."

"What is it with you Mikaelson's, thinking you're untouchable?" Alex asked, cocking his head to the side.

"We are untouchable, and the sooner you realize that, the less time you're going to waste," Kol replied coolly.

"I have all the time in the world," Alex smiled.

"Mikael has Rebekah and I'm afraid Elijah is about to do something stupid and go after them. Do you still have all the time in the world?" Caroline challenged, stalking in the room.

"What?" Kol asked, all attitude vanishing.

"Bonnie, have you felt any more pain?" Caroline questioned.

"Other than the normal pain?" Bonnie asked sarcastically. "No."

Caroline's eyes turned to slits, but said nothing, instead focused on Alex and Kol. "If you two need to get over this alpha male thing, do it now, because from this point on, it's straight war. No more goofing off, no more fighting, and no more attitude. As far as I'm concerned, its life or death, and I choose to live."

"You're just being mean now," Rebekah rasped, leaning against the headboard. She hadn't been off the bed since she was captured, and all she wanted to do was get up and stretch. Maybe more than she wanted blood, but that was a pretty far stretch.

"How so?" Mikael asked, turning to face his only daughter, all while removing his bloodied shirt. Her eyes followed the shirt as it went off her father's frame and onto the floor, making Mikael chuckle.

"It's not funny," Rebekah hissed.

"It actually is. You need to learn how to control you're urges," He said.

"It's a little too late to give me advice now, isn't it father?" She questioned, dragging her eyes up to meet his.

"It's never too late to receive advice daughter," Mikael tisked.

"Considering that you're going to kill me soon, I do not see the point," Rebekah said.

Mikael chuckled at that and walked over to her, tilting her head up to look at her. "I'm not going to kill you Rebekah."

She blinked in shock and actually tears started to form. "What?" She choked.

"I'm not going to kill you Rebekah, I had no intentions to."

"Then why are you keeping me here?"

"You are the key to what I want Rebekah."

She stared at him in confusion and he crouched down so their eyes where level, and she could see every ounce of evil in his eyes, and it truly scared her.

"What I want, is my protégé back to me and in my life once again. What I want, is Caroline."

Omg, Vampire Diaries last night anyone? I'm so happy they're back on, maybe now I'll get some extra motivation, but reviews work too ;)

I can't wait for the next chapter, it's so full of action, and I can't wait till you guys get to read it!