True Mates Chapter Three

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It had been three days since Caroline had found out about the 'Mate Bond' and she was as confused as ever. She sat in her dorm room trying to read her textbook, but all she could think about was Klaus.

Her decision not to contact him seemed to be backfiring, as she had not yet heard from him and now that she was aware of the conditions of the 'Mate Bond' she felt like she was experiencing them more and more.

She kept feeling emotions that she knew were not her own, and she kept having very explicit sex dreams about Klaus every night. It truly seemed like he was all she could think about, and she felt like she was going crazy. She had even started having sex day dreams about Klaus, and they were all so mind-numbingly perfect she felt like she was on the verge of exploding from sexual tension half of the time.

But most of all she felt anxious that she had not heard from him. Deep down she knew it was because she had told him to stay away from her and he was simply following her wishes, but her anxieties seemed to be getting the better of her.

"Maybe he hasn't reached out to me because he doesn't care, or maybe he's too busy with someone else," she thought, jealously coursing through her. She shook her head at that thought, dismissing her feelings. "Why would I be jealous? I don't care who Klaus sleeps with," she tried to convince herself, internally blaming her emotions on the 'Mate Bond.'

Caroline had always had some self-esteem issues, and growing up in the shadow of "perfect" Elena had always made her wary of being considered second best, of never being good enough. But she knew that Klaus really did care for her. After all, he did say he wanted to be her last love, no matter how long it took.

"When he says things like that, he doesn't seem all bad," Caroline thought, completely confused over all of her conflicting emotions.

"This is ridiculous," she thought. "Something needs to be done to stop this stupid bond thing. Klaus is just as much a part of this as I am. He needs to take some responsibility and answer some fucking questions," she thought, getting frustrated. "I'm going to call him tonight and finally get some answers," she decided, and quickly left for her first class of the day before she could overthink things and change her mind.

Klaus had had a particularly uneventful day. He was working hard to secure his place as the one and only King of New Orleans once again, and it was turning out to be a rather tedious process. As running from Mikael forced him to vacate his position as King centuries ago, he was eager to return to his rightful place as ruler of the city; and he was currently sitting behind his desk in his study, planning his next move in order to reclaim his throne.

He was working on how best to establish tentative relationships with both the witches and werewolves in the city, as Marcel currently had the allegiance of the vampires and Klaus knew it was easier to fight a war on one front as opposed to a war on three. He figured if he could get the witches and wolves on his side, they would assist him in overthrowing Marcel, and once he was gone any of Marcel's vampires who chose to swear allegiance to him would be spared. Once he was officially King of New Orleans once again he would negotiate with the three groups to try and keep some semblance of peace in the city.

Despite what everyone else might think of him, Klaus did not enjoy a state of constant warfare. Sure, he liked a little murder and mass destruction when the time was right, but he had spent nearly a thousand years running from Mikael, always having to be on alert and ready to run at a moment's notice.

All he really wanted now was some peace and quiet, to rule over his kingdom and actually enjoy his existence for once. But of course, none of that would be possible without his Caroline.

He figured she was being stubborn like always, which is why he had yet to hear from her in the three days since she discovered they were 'True Mates.' He admired her strength in wanting to handle this on her own, but he could tell that the characteristics of the 'Mate Bond' were growing stronger and his need for her grew with it.

He couldn't stop thinking about her, about how good she tasted and smelled and felt when he was buried deep inside her, about how much he wanted to claim her again. Sitting behind his desk in his study, he felt his cock stir just thinking about her and what it would be like if she were there with him.

He imagined her slowly pulling open the double oak doors to his study, revealing her presence to him, and what a glorious presence it was. In his mind she was wearing nothing but a blood red bra and thong set, and a pair of glorious sky high black heels showing off her long, slender legs that seemed to go on for miles. Her beautiful blonde hair was in loose waves down her shoulders and her blue eyes sparkled in amusement as she quickly walked into the room, locking the doors behind her.

Taking his cock out of his pants and slowly stroking the thick length, Klaus returned to his fantasy where his Caroline stalked towards him, smirk plastered on her face as she walked around his desk, stopping as he pulled back in his chair a bit, allowing her room to swing her leg over both of his and straddle his lap.

His beautiful vision of Caroline ran her hands up his chest, winding her arms around his neck, and leaned in to kiss him. The kiss was gentle as first; her lips feeling so soft against his, as her hands trailed down to the bottom of his shirt and she lifted it up and off over his head.

Her arms quickly returned to their place around his neck as she began playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. She brought her lips to his once again and as her tongue traced the seam of his lips, silently begging for entrance, he felt her grind her wet core against his aching cock, and he couldn't help but groan into her mouth. He opened his mouth to her and allowed her tongue entrance, and their kiss became deeper, more desperate as the seconds flew by.

Klaus grabbed the front of her bra and quickly tore the garment from her body, revealing her perfect breasts to his eager gaze. He palmed each breast and began tugging on her nipples, earning him a moan from Caroline as he felt the dampness between her thighs grow even wetter.

Suddenly, Caroline broke the kiss and quickly scooted off of Klaus' lap, kneeling before him. She looked up at him, lust shining in her eyes as she made quick work of Klaus' zipper and reached in, grasping his hard length in her hands and freeing it from the confines of his pants.

She licked her lips as she stoked him, finally leaning forward to lick the bit of precum leaking from his tip. She moaned at the taste of him, tongue darting out again to lick him slowly from base to tip, before wrapping her lips around him and taking him into her mouth fully.

She sucked him hard, taking him in deep and feeling his cock hit the back of her throat. He threaded his fingers through her hair, holding her head steady but still allowing her complete control over her movements. He was reveling in the image of Caroline's head bobbing up and down on his cock, and her lips felt so good wrapped around him he felt like he could come at any second.

He felt her swallow around him and he knew he was done for. His hand fisted in her hair and his hips jerked forwarded, thrusting his cock even further down her throat. Caroline moaned and sucked him even harder, causing Klaus to mutter, "Fuck!" as he came down her throat, Caroline swallowing everything he gave her.

The mental image of himself coming in Caroline's mouth made the real Klaus come as well, although when he opened his eyes he was disappointed that he was met with the sight of his own hand wrapped around his cock instead of the much better fantasy version that contained Caroline on her knees in front of him.

Just then Klaus heard his phone ring and he glanced at his phone on his desk, ready to ignore whoever it was on the other end of the line. But the name that lit up on the screen made him smirk and think how about how much he enjoyed coincidences. He quickly cleaned himself up and put himself back in his pants, because as much as he enjoyed his fantasies of her, he had found that nothing could compare to the real Caroline. After three and a half weeks of waiting, he was finally going to talk to his Caroline again.

There was no way he was going to miss this call.

Caroline held her breath as she heard the phone ring once, twice, three times. Then she heard a click and just like that, she heard his sexy accented voice in her ear once again.

"Hello Sweetheart, to what do I owe the pleasure?"