This is the M-edited version of TJoTH. Link to the full MA-rated version is at the top of my profile.

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WARNING! This chapter is very adult themed, both mentally and physically. Although it has been edited to remove phrasings that are not allowed, it is still very much M-rated for a reason. Adults only, please.

Disclaimer: I have still not acquired any ownership of TVD, or it would have had to switch channels and airing time-slot, Daniel Gillies would not have had time for another show and the Originals would be the main characters. Also, Kol would NOT have died! (grumble)

A/N I tried something different and didn't do an outtake, instead I edited the whole scene to be angsty and erotic but less explicit – taking it from forbidden to allowed. However, it is still much changed from the original. Mind the warning though, this is lemons in bundles and baskets, to be sure!

OH, and while I am open as a beta, I'm also open to finding one. If you are or know someone ready to nitpick my writing, please let me know :)

Now, to the juicy parts. Lemons ahead!

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Continued from:

'No, Kitten, not at all. It was just perfect. You did well.' Kol goes back to gently licking her folds, tasting the same sweet mix of arousal and blood that his brother enjoyed earlier, while Elijah stands next to her face, stroking her hair. 'Good girl.' He murmurs proudly, she really is something else.

'All you have to do is surrender.'

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'Now the starter is concluded, to the main course!'

Grinning while he reaches in under the table, Kol retracts the long rope she was previously restrained by. He starts looping it around her in a completely different way. Her arms are tied, just like before, but this time they are stretched above her head, lifting her sizable breasts to cause their nipples to aim towards the roof. She looks perfectly delicious. Also, instead of tying the rope around her breasts and bringing it around her upper body he loops it around her upper thighs and hips, spreading them apart and supporting her, almost like wrapping her in the ropes of a swing.

The likeness to a swing becomes uncanny as he throws one end of the rope over the hook in the ceiling, and quickly and effortlessly hoists her up. Her slight frame presents him with no trouble at all, and soon her tussled form is suspended from the ceiling, neither foot touching the floor while her legs are spread, teasingly exposing both her front and her back entrance.

Reaching towards the tool wall she sees Elijah grab a bottle of lubricant and squirt some out in his hand to rub it all over his cock, apparently relishing the feeling as he rubs it on clearly pleasuring himself. Despite her relative innocence she is beginning to suspect where they are going with this. As soon as the realization hits her, her pleas start.

'Oh god, no! Elijah!' She completely forgets her previous lesson of what to call him in her horror of realizing he is planning on putting that huge thing in her tightest hole, never used for anything but its original purpose. Continuing to lube in long leisurely strokes, he raises a perfect eyebrow at her while bringing the tube to her ass cheeks, spreading them with his fingers and squeezing to deposit a large dollop of lubricant right on her back entrance. His fingers start spreading the gel around and slightly into her puckered hole. 'Please don't do this. Please!' she continues to beg. 'I've never done this…And you are so big, I can barely take you normally.' she's almost crying as she keeps begging him. 'Elijah, please don't! I've never done this, I can't!'

'There are so many things you haven't done that we will introduce you to, little one' Elijah purrs in her ear. 'And, as my brother said at the start, perhaps you will find the pleasure in the pain. Besides, I found you.' He purrs deep in his throat. 'Your anal virginity is my finder's fee.' He chuckles to himself, clearly excited at the prospect.

With those words he slips a finger into her back entrance, slowly beginning to thrust it in and out of her. The intense pleasure of it takes her completely by surprise, although even this tiny intrusion is also sending small waves of pain through her. If his index finger penetrating her back entrance hurts her, she does not even want to contemplate what his actual girth will feel like. As soon as her treacherous tight muscles begin to relax he adds another finger, spreading them to open her back door while using the ropes to swing her onto his hand. Kol, standing on the other side of her, lets his swollen tip graze her center every time her swinging motion brings her into reach. 'See Kitten, we can make it feel good, IF you want.' He grins at her. 'No, Elijah! Kol!' she is sobbing through her pleas. 'Please don't do this! I will do anything you want, just please don't do this!' She is literally terrified. The fearousal streaming out of her every pore is delicious and only serves to make them harder and more determined. Their patience is slowly running out and the time to stop making it easier on her and simply claiming whichever part of her they want is quickly approaching.

'There are only two things wrong with that statement, Kitten' Kol tells her. 'The first is that we can already make you do anything we want. The second is that this IS what we want.' He cocks his head to one side before continuing 'Finally, your inability to consistently keep to the correct way of addressing your masters is really not helping your case or inciting us to go easy on you. We have thicker tools than canes to inflict corrective pain and make you see the error of your ways.' Her eyes can't help but slide to his groin when he speaks about 'thicker tools' and she knows without a doubt that even though they have used and abused her they could have made the process much more painful for her than they did – instead they chose to give her pleasure.

Swinging in the ropes suspended in the ceiling, she still manages to turn her body around to look at Elijah. He is now covered in glistening lube, but that just makes him slicker, it doesn't make him any smaller. Turning her head around 180 degrees, there is Kol, his fist wrapped around his hardness (WHY is that such an arousing sight?). Catching his brother's eye he knows that it is time.

[Outtake – snip explicit scene that I just couldn't rewrite.]

Kol walks up to her extended form and lifts her legs up around his hips to spread her, both front and back. He rubs himself along her folds a few times, and then without so much as a 'by your leave' he enters her in a single painfully hard thrust until he is buried to the hilt, deep inside her. She wails at the sensation, the intrusion is so hard and sudden that it brings her far more pain than pleasure, but instead of Kol beginning to thrust in her he stays still when he is as deep as possible, quickly allowing the pain to subside and the feeling of ecstasy to take over as he fills her to the brim. She allows the sensation to feel good for a moment, until she starts realizing why he isn't moving.

She feels Elijah's calming presence cover the back half of her body, and then his presence is suddenly anything but calming as she feels his engorged head pressing against her inexperienced behind, while his brothers' is buried deep inside her other entrance. She tries to beg him again. 'Elijah, Master, please, don't do this!' But he simply purrs in her ear and partly repeats his brother's earlier words 'Shhh, little one. This *will* happen. Just relax and you may enjoy it, there can be pleasure in the pain.' The tip of him slips past her cramping muscle, stretching it incredibly and forcing a pain filled moan from her lips. 'Nooooo, please!'

Elijah's voice turns harder while he continues; moving another inch forward 'You are pushing my patience to the limit, Little One. If you think the purpose of this exercise is your pleasure you are sorely mistaken. You are mine. And for now you are ours. I've tried to be patient with you due to your inexperience, but I believe it is time to simply show you. I will do what I please!' He grins for a second 'Like this.'

He stops talking, retracts the inch that he has pushed into her until only his tip is still inside her puckered hole, briefly tenses his hips and then – completely without regard for further preparation of her minute body, thrusts his entire length into her, effectively taking her weight off the ropes in the ceiling as she becomes impaled from two directions, lifting her further off the ground. Had he not been so careful with the lubricant, the motion might well have torn her beyond repair. As it is, he causes no lasting damage, but the pain of the sudden intrusion ripples through her body in red hot waves. As his hips touch her cheeks forcefully, proving he has buried himself as deep as he can, the red welts already there from the previous caning gets aggravated, adding a small amount of pain to the already almost unbearable experience. She throws her head back and wails, long and loud. They are making her feel like she will explode from the inside, and unlike last time neither of them are stimulating her along the way. This time they are punishing her for real, and taking their pleasure without giving. Kol's words in the beginning of this round resound in her mind.

'This time, Kitten, you will not come unless we find you deserve it, and certainly not until you beg for it. And you better be convincing in your begging.'

The brothers look at each other over her shoulder, sharing the intense bonding moment. Only a thin membrane of tissue separates them, they both possess the same girl at the same time, with no sense of jealousy. In an unspoken agreement, they start rocking – reveling in the exquisiteness of her tightness, utterly enhanced by her being filled to the very limit by them both.

Kol reaches down to support her from below, holding her thighs and cheeks; Elijah comes from above and takes a hold of her hips and waist. Together they start moving her in time with their thrusts, sometimes lowering her gently and sometimes slamming her down on their double penetration.

Somewhere along the way, the intense pain of Elijah's assault at her untried behind starts to be matched by equally intense pleasure. The pain remains, but pleasure join it and take the edge away. Somehow her screams turn into moans, her pleas for them to stop into pleas to continue and her whole body melds into them. Her head spins even harder and the last vestiges of resistance lets go. A sudden realization hits her.

What happens is not her choice, which is all they are trying to teach her. They are not trying to hurt her, they are trying to teach her and pain is a good reminder. Elijah, her Master, gave her a chance to experience this in a gentle manner, and she squandered it by thinking she could avoid it all together. It is not his fault that it hurts now, it is hers.

It is like an epiphany. The pain starts to drain away, leaving acceptance and pleasure in its wake.

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What happens is not her choice, but how it happens can be. Her mind spins and their words starts swimming through her head, warping and changing, pieces falling out and the center staying clear.

'Little One, All you have to do is surrender.'

'This time, Kitten, you will not come unless we find you deserve it, and certainly not until you beg for it.'

'All you have to do is surrender.'

'not come… not until you beg for it..'

'have to … surrender.'

'beg for it.'

'Surrender.'

'Beg'

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Elijah feels it the moment it happens; it takes Kol another second or two. Something changes in her, something profound, on a much deeper level than the admissions and small victories that have been achieved up until now. There is something in her scent. There is something in how she is no longer either struggling or being limp, but gently rocking with their motions, aiding the flow with slightly undulating hips. The change is slowly escalating.

It is in how she arches her back to lean her head on his shoulder as he forcefully thrusts into her sweet, tight heat. It is in how her legs around Kol's waist tighten around him, holding her up by her own force and releasing his hands from lifting her ass to roam her body.

It is how her moans loose the unaccepting edge and painful aftertaste to instead express rising excitement. In fact, it is in how her cries and whimpers become true moans at all. It is in how she floods with so much moisture that it drips from her and wets the base of him where he is buried deep in her, and he hears Kol's appreciative sounds as she swells and become more slick around him.

But it is really in how the unspoken reactions become outspoken actions. How she grabs the short hairs in his neck in her fists and says 'Touch me!' It is a prayer, a wish, not an order. She turns her head to catch Kol's eyes, extending the plea to him. They both hold off responding for a second, looking at her. She realizes, remembering the words, she must plead, beg, and show that she has truly surrendered. Not just do it, but show it. Suddenly it becomes easy, natural.

Her whole body relaxes, neither fighting nor helping their pounding into her body and into her soul, yet not being able to help the moans their thrusts elicit from her tiny frame. They realize she is trying to say something and slow their pace, giving her a chance to get her words out. The change is clear and they want to hear it.

'I am yours. I don't know why I fought it, but I now know I am only yours. Please take me with you in making this pleasurable. Please include me, touch me. Master, please let me cum too. PLEASE!'

At the word 'Master' she quickly turned her head, making it clear she included them both. There is no doubt in their minds that she is serious, that this is genuine. They have trained before and they know what it looks like when someone accepts her calling, breaks and becomes willing. It's just mind boggling how she fought harder than they ever do, seemingly gave in and then didn't like they never do and then surrendered – all in a nights work.

Now the change in them is equally clear. It is not all about their pleasure any more. It is no less important, there is just an added goal in the activity. She gave in, truly submitted. She must be rewarded for this, about that fact there is no question. Their hands are everywhere on her, squeezing her nipples, fondling her ass. Kol pulls the hood of her swollen clit back to allow his pubic bone to hit it with every thrust, Elijah takes advantage of his brother exposing her bud by letting his still lubed up finger rub it intently between each stroke. The combination is intense and unbearable. Sweet, intense friction followed by hard pressure combined with complete penetration, over and over again. A deep vibration starts at her toes and fingertips and moves slowly inwards.

Elijah vibrating his husky moans into her ear as he fills her completely in a way, in a place, she never thought she would be filled gives her immense pleasure. Why was she ever afraid or opposed to this? The intense pain of his entry has faded in her mind, not to be recalled until the next time he wants to (and subsequently, will) push his erection through her back door. Now when they are not only fucking her hard, but also rubbing her, pleasing her, taking her with them, her body is brought closer and closer to sweet release, what the French call "the little death", with every stroke. Her head is thrown back in bliss, exposing her white, untouched neck. Kol's eyes meet Elijah's and quickly flicker to her neck, receiving a minute nod. Her ass is not the only part of her that will be penetrated for the first time today.

The brothers watch each other as if in a mirror as their fangs expand and the veins rise around their eyes. The girl is still lost in bliss from the thrusts of their cocks in both her holes and the intense clitoral stimulation she is receiving. From her tremors, they can tell she is close to release, and neither of them really can wait to fill her with his cum. They smile an otherworldly, wicked smile at each other before increasing the pace of their thrusts to near unbearable speed for a human, lowering their heads and simultaneously piercing her jugular on either side of her neck.

'Ahhhh! FUCK! Oh my GOD!' Her scream, initially from pain, almost instantly turns into ecstasy. Being filled to the brink of her capabilities, especially the way Elijah is impossibly stretching her while thrusting in and out of her pink behind, both of their fingers on her most sensitive parts and now finally coupled with two pairs of fangs forcefully entering her skin combines to send her over the edge to an absolutely mind blowing orgasm. Kol feels her spasm around him while swallowing her blood and, having no further wish to hold back, thrusts violently into her for another second or two before he twitches and he empties his lust and need deep inside her. Each thrust fills her body with another load of his release and her ears with his ecstatic moans. It's amazing there is so much left after he came so hard not that long ago, but there seems to be an endless supply as far as she is concerned.

Elijah on the other hand, is intent on taking this to the next level. She has begged for her own release, he wants to see if he can make her beg for his. He keeps thrusting his impressive member in and out of her ass, continuing to rub the pad of his thumb over her core as she rides out her intense joy, her head bent back over his shoulder and his fangs buried in her neck. Carefully he retracts his fangs and speaks in her ear in time with his thrusts. 'What do you want from me, Little One? Say it, and I might just…
Give. It. To. You.'
He punctuates the last words with hard strokes, one for each word.

She moans at the exquisite feeling of his invasion before answering. 'I want you, Master' He grins at the fact that she still uses the ordered title even at this stage, proof better than any that she is in fact completely his now. 'What did you say?' he repeats, teasing her 'I didn't understand.' She tries to turn her head towards him, her breath being knocked from her lungs with each of his forceful thrust. Kol is still rocking into her from the front, firmly but with less intensity than before he came. Of course he is still hard; he is an original after all.

Finally she gets her head far enough to look into his lust clouded eyes, and gets to say what she wanted to, in gasping breaths as the aftershocks floods over her. 'I want you to grab my hips and pull me onto you as hard as you wish for and need to, Master. Then I want to feel your release heat up my insides. THAT is what I want. I want to please you, Master.'

At her words he loses it completely. To the rhythm of the last contractions from her earlier release, he grabs her hips and begins to piston his whole being in and out of her rosette. Reaching around her he intently stimulates her, the twin sensations of his manhood and his fingers quickly lifting her up to the top of the wave again. Despite her reactions clearly telling him how much she is enjoying it he is taking her so roughly that he realizes he might cause lasting damage, so he bites his wrist and holds it to her mouth as he bites down on her neck again. Her sweet blood runs down his throat and he swallows while he pounds into her even harder than before, secure in that she has taken his blood and will heal. On the first big gulp he feels something loosening inside of him. She is his, she has given herself to him and he is taking her in the most intimate way possible – a way that even many long standing lovers never do. Her anus clinches deliciously around him as his teeth, tongue and fingers join his erection to send her into orbit again.

He really doesn't mind if a girl has known the touch of a man before, as long as he gets to be the first to possess her ass. Not that he doesn't love owning a woman in a more conventional way, but there is something extra intimate and special about pushing his – honestly, for this purpose – too large manhood up and into a woman's tightest entrance. He doesn't need the extra pressure, in fact pretty much every woman feels tight if you have enough girth, and he does. No, for him it is the visual of tight buttocks, slightly or even completely unwilling, spread by his fingers. Then working and watching his rock hard erection pushing in where she didn't think she would ever allow anyone to enter. The thought and the remembered visuals are scorching hot. Taking his Little Ones second virginity in such a forceful way makes him feel alive, and strong, in a way he has not in a long time. Yes, she is really doing her job to distract him. He has tried all of her cavities now, and they are all delicious. He really can't pick a favorite.

Finally allowing himself to feel all of it, her clenching muscles brings him to the edge and beyond. He leans his head back and growls as he releases wave after wave into her puckered entrance. He removes his fangs from her neck before he takes too much and relishes in the feel of twitching deep inside her tightness.

When he slowly relaxes and comes down from the impossible heights she brought him to he stops moving, realizing that Kol and his Little One are also still. He looks at his brother for a second, sharing what needs to be done, and quickly unhooks her ropes from the hook above her. Kol has moved away, but Elijah is still supporting her against his body, still buried deep inside her. A satisfied smile plays on his face.

'Little One, how do you feel?'

"Happy, Master"

Carefully, he repeats and rephrases Kol's question from earlier, the one that started round three. 'So, my doll, have you learned your lesson? Are you grateful we took the time to teach you?' She does not hesitate for a second before answering, her voice does not waver for a second and her whole being is miles away from her previous insolence.

"Yes, Master. Thank you for teaching me. I am sorry it took me so long to understand." She tries to lean further back towards him, and he uses the moment to untie her arms and legs from their bonds, slowly walking over the bath tub that Kol is in the process of filling.

She really has submitted. He grins at that, while still aware that does not mean the training is over. She will make many mistakes in the next few days that will need to be corrected. Such a pity, he thinks to himself as the very thought makes his cock twitch again – but by now he really is too tired, they all are. He carefully removes himself, still semi hard, from her. He leaves a stretched, half open entrance behind, slowly leaking his semen. It is a very erotic, and a very possessive, picture. She is HIS, there is no better way of showing it. He looks to his brother and smiles.

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Once the tub is almost filled her body is submerged in hot, gentle caresses. There is something with how water moves that almost makes it feel like a touch. The tub is large, made for 6-8 people, so when Kol and Elijah slips into it there is hardly any difference in her feeling of freedom.

They settle to either side of her, allowing their hands to roam, gently, over her body. Elijah's blood has already healed her, inside and out, the intense pain is now a distant memory whilst their sweet caresses are overwhelming reality. The men move closer together, Elijah gently lifting her legs to let her hips rest in his lap while Kol leans her upper body against his muscled chest, his hands gently stroking her sides and breasts, his soft lips placing feather light kisses against her neck and shoulders. A deep and content sigh slips past her lips while her body settles against them.

Reaching to the side of the tub Elijah picks up two soft, natural sponges already prepared and soaked in exclusive body wash and hands one of them to his brother. He chose the scent of musk and light vanilla to perfectly compliment his little ones natural scent and is happy with the result as she leans deeper into them both when it feels her nostrils. Gently, ever so gently, they start cleansing her, the sponges in their hands caressing every inch of her body and making her feel pure and loved. Whispering sweet nothings in her ear, mixed with praise and pride at her performance she knows she did well. Right now nothing could make her happier.

Instead of slipping off into exhausted sleep her body begins to gently react to their caresses. Not powerfully intense, simply relaxed arousal caused by loving, sponge-holding hands tickling the underside of her breasts, the inside of her thighs, the small fold where her buttocks meet her thighs. Noticing her pert nipples beginning to harden and her relaxed breath turning slightly shallow the brothers lock eyes and an unspoken agreement pass between them causing their caresses not to intensify but rather slightly change focus.

Dropping his sponge on the side of the tub Kol brings his palms to fully cover her breasts, feeling their perfect size and shape filling his hands, her nipples poking into his palms. He begins to gently rub and fondle her soft globes, lifting, stroking, caressing, never grabbing or pinching. His mouth by her ear is now breathing down her neck, nibbling her earlobe and sending shiver after shiver through her body. 'Would you like us to show our appreciation, Kitten? You have earned it.' He purrs into her ear, his voice almost as deep and rumbling as Elijah's when he is in the same mood and having the same effect on her as goose bumps rise on her skin despite being submerged in the comfortable heat of the water.

'Mhmm' she nods and mumbles her agreement, her eyes never opening while she leans her head further back into the crook of his neck, her soft hair floating out in the water to tickle and caress his chest. Her left arm reaches out blindly until her hand finds another body, her fingers gently exploring Elijah's shoulders, trailing down his arms and finally finding his hand, entwining her fingers in his. Her actions cause a content rumbling sound to roll from his lips, the vibrations going straight through her body and making her hips lightly grind down into his lap, having an immediate effect on his previously exhausted member.

His gentle caresses along her thighs increase their span, coming closer to her core at each apex of their upward motion, before turning and again trailing down her leg. His other hand gently squeezes her hip and upper buttock, not hindering her involuntary grinding but also not forcing her harder onto him. This situation has no force involved what so ever, they are both quite simply pleased to be pleasing her. She arches her back from pleasure, pushing her breasts more firmly into Kol's hands and tries to angle her hips for Elijah to finally touch her where she needs him to; she finds his progress is excruciatingly slow.

While her eyes stay closed her right arm rises up and wraps around Kol's neck, while her left leg snakes around Elijah's waist and she spreads her legs for his gently probing hand. 'Please…' she murmurs as her breaths become shallower and her heart beat quickens. 'Please what, Little One?' Elijah purrs. 'I need…' she realizes she doesn't know what it is that she needs and just shakes her head. 'I just need.' She concludes with a note of frustration clear in her tone.

Both brothers chuckle at this, the rumbling again striking at the very core of her being and making her arch her back even more, mewling like the kitten Kol has dubbed her. Not wanting to torture her further, Kol let's one of his hands trail down her flat stomach while the other keeps caressing her breasts, switching from one to the other. As his hand reaches her center he expertly finds her nerve center and starts rubbing it lightly with his thumb while using two other fingers to spread her folds. Taking advantage of his brother's actions, Elijah allows his hand on her inner thigh to rise to her spread folds, gently prodding and caressing only to find her impossibly slick under the water. He allows two fingers to slip inside her wetness, carefully and surely curling his fingers in a 'come hither' motion to find that special spot inside her, stimulating it in time with Kol's rubbing.

'Yes, that!' she moans 'THAT is what I need! More! I need… more!'.

Elijah grins and removes his fingers from her folds, instead lifting her hips from their impatient grinding of his now rock-hard length and gently slides her down on it, moaning loudly as he feels her velvet walls encompass him completely. The elder vampire stays perfectly still for a moment while Kol's fingers pick up speed, gently squeezing her nipple and alternating between rubbing and flicking her blood-filled, swollen bundle of nerves, and then slowly starts to rock his hips. He is giving her exactly what she wants, causing her to writhe on his hardness.

The feeling this awakes in her is even more intense for being so very slow and gentle; she loves how the two of them are now worshipping her body. 'More, I still need more!' she whimpers, pushing herself against Kol and sliding her hand behind her back down his rippling abs to feel his tip; it is ready and willing but not demanding. 'You too, Kol. I need you too!' she begs of him. Kol raises his eyebrows at her in question and she just nods. He grins widely, wiggling his eyebrows at her. 'Your wish is my command, Kitten. At least on this occasion!' he says as he allows his body to slip further in under her, grabbing his shaft in one hand until the tip is aimed right at her back entrance, still slick and relaxed from Elijah's earlier, forceful invasion. Both brothers realize that, weather she knows it or not, this is a way for her subconscious to create a pleasant memory around the games they played before, a way for her to accept the intense pleasure (albeit pain-filled) she experienced when submitting her entire being and every cavity to the two of them. Right now she initiates the same procedure, leaving her in control. This is a part of her acceptance, even a part of her submission, and they are there to help to enjoy it, all the while enjoying it with her.

With Kol's careful grip guiding her she slowly sinks down upon him, his breath quick in her ear and his hands firmly planted on her hips to guide her steadily down along him. She panicked once and tried to quickly rise up, but his comforting strong hands kept her still while her instincts were struggling and then released again once her mind was firmly back in control. 'Careful, Kitten. You do not want to rip yourself from me right now, it will hurt you.' He pauses for a second before continuing almost too quiet to be heard. 'I do not wish to hurt you, ever.' He immediately goes silent, as does she. The shock of hearing him utter even these words of endearment even in the twisted situation they are in is enough to render them both speechless. She pushes the thought out of her mind and instead concentrates on the feel of him filling her, a fraction of an inch at a time.

There is much less pain this time, partly because her puckered hole is already stretched and relaxed but mostly because unlike her previous experience Kol is very gentle while entering her. The way Elijah would have been had she not fought him, she realizes. Kol's greater girth still causes streaks of pain to shoot through her while he slowly enters her ass, stretching it further than even Elijah did, but his fingers never leave her clit while Elijah is gently rocking in and out of her core with small, madly arousing movements. Somehow even the pain of being stretched beyond belief while these two oversized men claim her petite body in every way becomes pleasurable. When Kol is finally submerged to the hilt in her, all three of them are still for a moment.

'Are you ready, Little One?' Elijah asks her, voice filled with warmth while Kol kisses her neck, never ceasing the movement of his hand nestled between her legs. She nods slightly. 'Yes. Please, I still need…' She gasps loudly from pure pleasure as the two of them start rocking, not thrusting, in and out of her – every movement casing sparks of pleasure to explode behind her still closed eyelids. Their hands are everywhere, their mouths are everywhere and the moans of pleasure from three mouths meld into each other to create an erotic symphony. She feels a familiar tightening in the pit of her stomach that just grows and grows. She keeps expecting her release to wash over her; instead the sensations just keep increasing, they are bringing her higher and higher. She feels the strained breath of Kol's panting rush down her neck while Elijah's strokes become more irregular. She knows they are climbing close but are holding off, waiting for her.

'I.. I can't… I'm going to..' is all she can get out before her exquisite release finally crashes over her as a tidal wave, causing her to come completely undone in their arms. The sensation is so intense she cannot even scream, just whimper, as her inner muscled clamps down them buried in her. This is too much for both her lovers, she feels their hot seed spilling into her as she is still riding her own wave, she can hear their moans and feel their mouths all over her upper body. The waves go on and on, becoming impossibly intense and as she peaks she feels darkness overcome her, despite her eyes already being closed. Her consciousness slips away and she slumps between them while still feeling them release inside her.

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Kol grins back at his eldest brother, happy to have been included, proud of the trust and strangely touched on a deeper level by his little Kitten. Maybe it was because Elijah let him name her, but she feels like she is his, on some other level than that where she is Elijah's. He knows his elder brother only allows himself short periods of time in this frame of mind, and he starts thinking about if he shouldn't ask for Kitten, once Elijah's fascination with her is over. He doesn't think Elijah will mind giving her to him, as long as he doesn't challenge his elder brothers' ownership while he still wishes to possess her. No matter what, it has been a fantastic bonding experience between them, he feels closer to his oldest brother than he has done in almost a millennia.

After leaving the tub and swiftly getting dressed, he kneels down and gently kisses her brow. He almost regrets it didn't take longer to break through – or he would have had another day or two with her. But for her, this was better. Yes, he is definitely going to make his wish to take her over clear to his brother, in a way that doesn't make him feel challenged right now. He just has to figure out how. 'Goodbye, Kitten.' He breathes into her ear, being rewarded by a smile of sunshine and flowers and a soft hand stroking along his cheek as she begins to come back to life. 'Goodbye, Master' she murmurs.

'Kol' he corrects her, causing her delicate brow over her closed eyes to furrow in confusion, but not for long. If he says that he wants her to call him by his name that is what she will do. Her smile broadens. 'Goodbye, Kol' she corrects herself, opening her eyes ever so slightly, reaching up to gently kiss the corner of his mouth before continuing 'Thank You Ma.. – Thank You, Kol.' He smiles at her, his Kitten, while getting up from beside her and nodding respectfully to his brother. This is his cue to get out of the room. Dual training or not, it is time to let her first Master bond with his newly broken sub. He knows this; he has done this a thousand times. So why does he want to stay with her?

The first sign of weakness is feelings for human. Then how weak are feelings for a human sub? He chides himself while getting out of the room, moving towards the bedroom that has been his in his brother's mansion since Elijah acquired it, over 250 years ago. When he is invited to participate again, he will not say no and certainly enjoy it, but the slight hint of feelings in his chest concern him. He opens the door to his bedroom and walks straight into his en suite for a long, cold shower, the scent of his Kittens fearousal still filling his nostrils and her being filling his whole mind.

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'Why… Why are you doing this, Master?' she whispers in a shaky voice after he carries her to bed and snuggly wraps her in the blanket before stretching his own beautiful, naked body out next to her. Elijah gently kisses her ear before he replies. 'Because I want to, little one, and because I can.'

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A/N 2 – For the kill-joys out there.
This is a personal note to whoever pressed the report button on the original story (despite bold style content warnings all over the place) and thus is responsible for having it removed, AND pretty much causing me to drop the story all together. Tell me, do you take joy in destroying the reading experiences for others?

* If M-rated bothers you, stick with lower ratings.

* If you like the adult angle on the M-rated fics but erotica bothers you, then do not read the ones that tell you straight in the summary that they are explicit.

* If you choose to read that story anyway, reporting it and robbing everyone ELSE of reading it is just petty.