Chapter 7

As I woke up the next morning, I realized that I was not in my own bed, and the comfortable place my head was resting was not my pillow. I open my eyes and figure out that I am laying curled up on Klaus's chest. I look up to where he is and see him starting down at me through his blue orbs.

"How long have you been watching me sleep?" I ask shyly.

"A few hours, you make the most delectable sounds in your sleep Love." He answers me with a smirk.

I can feel his morning erection under my leg and decide it is time for me to have some fun. I slowly start to move making it look as though I am stretching. As I bring my body back down I scoot lower on the bed taking his cock into my mouth. He moans as he realizes what I am doing. I lick from the bottom to the top of the shaft swirling my tongue around his tip. I then take the whole thing back into my mouth as deep as I can go. I wrap my tongue around is as I work up and down, using my hand to stimulate the base and his balls. I feel his hands come to the back of my head to guide me in my movements. I start to hum to add the vibrations against his sensitive organ. I continue to savour the feel and the taste of his cock in my mouth. He starts to pull me up as a sign he is about to cum, but I just start sucking harder. Not long after I feel the first spurts of his cum hitting my throat. I swallow down his entire load eagerly. After I have sucked the last of the juice from his cock I lick my way up his chest and kiss me hungrily.

"You didn't need to do that Love." He tells me pulling me closer to him.

"I know, but I wanted to. You taste Yummy." I respond.

Before I can get anything else out he has me on my back and is thrusting into me. Thank god I am vampire and I heal fast or I don't think I would be ready for another round so soon after last night. But I am and he feels amazing inside me. He continues to trust in hard and fast. His hands are playing with my breasts and he leans forward to kiss me. I have never felt so connected to another person. It does not take him long to bring me to my first orgasm. He continues to fuck me harder and harder as I ride out the sensations. What feels like only moments later I am shuttering form the power of the second orgasm. He follows close behind emptying his load deep inside me.

"I like waking up with you, it is all kinds of enjoyable" I tell him as I giggle into his chest.

"I would wake up with you every morning if I could Love" he responds rubbing my back. "Why don't we have a shower and I will make us some food" he suggests pulling me towards the shower with him.

30 Min later and several orgasms we emerged from the shower and got dressed. We headed down to the kitchen and Klaus made us some delicious blueberry pancakes, fruit and coffee. We enjoy breakfast talking about his many adventures around the world and the places he wants to show me one day.

After breakfast we curled up in the living room and watched old black and white movies. Well we watched some of them, others we simply made out like horny teenagers, but it was an amazing time none the less.

By that afternoon Klaus had convinced me that I needed to let him paint me. So we went up to the studio and he had me sit curled up in his wingback chair wearing nothing but one of his dress shirts. While he was setting up I grabbed a book from the shelf to read while he painted, hoping it would keep me still long enough for him to finish.

"I promise I am almost done Love, I just need you to sit still for a few more min" He pleaded with me after 3 hours of me curled up in the chair.

"Fine but you owe me for this" I replied, sticking my tongue out at him.

Half an hour later he announced he was complete. I got up from my chair to see what he had painted. It was breathtaking. It was me in the chair as I had been posing, but the way the light danced on my hair and the look in my eyes was unbelievable. He was an amazing artist. I noticed the marking in the bottom corner.

"That is beautiful Klaus, why do you sign your art as Nik?" I ask truly wanting to know the answer.

"Nik is what my siblings call me, they have ever since I was human. I learned to draw as a child. I would use it to escape from the reality of living with Mikael. So I have also associated my art with that side of me."

"So what I am hearing is that Nik is the wonderful, loving, artistic, creative, protective man and Klaus is the evil murdering hybrid."

"I guess you could describe it that way yes. There are very few people who I allow to call me Nik."

"Can I call you Nik? The man that I have spent all this time with is most definitely Nik. Klaus would have tried to kill me by now." I say only partly joking.

"I would love if you would call me Nik, Caroline."

"Nik... I like the way that sounds. I wonder what it would sound like as I scream it in pleasure?" I ask taking off down the hallway towards the bedroom.

The rest of my weekend with Nik is much the same. We had copious amounts of sex and explored what each other liked and disliked in the bedroom. But we also just relaxed and enjoyed each other's company.

Before I knew it, it was 3:30 and I needed to get ready for Stefan to pick me up. I came out of the shower and put on a sundress. I looked around the room and realized that I had been truly happy here this weekend. It was not awkward or forced but seemed natural that we share a bed and our bodies. I headed down stairs to wait for Stefan. Nik had been busy cleaning up the kitchen while I showered. I walked into the kitchen and wrapped my arms around his waist.

"Thank you for everything this weekend Nik, I could not have imagined a more perfect way to spend it then with you." I say as I reach up to kiss him.

"I just wish we could have more weekends like this Love, now that I have had you all to myself I am not too keen on only getting you for a few hours at a time." He replies pulling me closer to him.

"We will figure it out, that's what we do." I tell him hearing Stefan's car pulling into the driveway. I lean up and kiss him again pouring all the emotions I am feeling into that kiss. As we pull apart he looks deeply into my eyes holding me close.

"Yes we will Love, nothing will keep me from you. Go on and see Stefan. I will talk to you later." He says kissing me one last time and opening the door. I hop into the car and look over to see him waving. Spending so much time with him has made me realize just how much I care about him. I may not be ready to admit it, but I think I could be falling in love with him.