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Warning: This chapter contains adult content.

Chapter Fourteen – I let the dark get into the sun

Caroline couldn't help but to blush as she rested her face against Nik's neck and whispered her wish. Her heart was beating so fast, she was nervous, but excited. Nik always promised to give her everything she wanted.

He didn't say anything for a while, so she finally pulled back so she could see his face.

He was smiling at her, those grey eyes looking at her with hunger. She tried not to blush, but his stare was so filled with, so full of promise what was to come.

"I've told you a hundred times, I will give you anything you want, and all you have to do is ask," he murmured, his hands roaming on her back, his left slipping to gently grab her behind.

"Then what are you waiting for?" she asked daringly, the lustful look in her eyes encouraging her. And she didn't have to ask again. His mouth came down to meet hers.

He kissed her like he had never before; his mouth was roughly against her, his tongue playing with hers. Caroline let out an involuntary moan. He tasted like whiskey, and his roaming hands made Caroline's stomach jolt with excitement.

One moment her feet were firmly on the ground, then suddenly he lifted her up from her waist. She wrapped her legs automatically around him, their lips never breaking contact.

Suddenly she felt him moving with his vampire speed. Caroline let out a little shriek, and she could feel Nik smiling against her mouth.

In a matter of seconds they were in a room that Caroline had never seen. Nik walked to the giant four poster bed, and let Caroline fall down on in. The room was bigger than hers, but it was decorated in a similar fashion.

"I've never been to your room," Caroline said, already missing and craving for his touch. He chuckled and stepped closer to Caroline.

"It's about time you did, don't you agree?" he murmured. His hand came to rest on her thigh, moving her dress up so that the only thing between their skins was Caroline's stockings.

Caroline shivered; his touch was causing an all too familiar sensation below her navel. Before she could even think about what she was doing, she put her hand on Nik's and moved it up so his fingers met with the edge of the stockings. He smiled at her, and just for a second she could see his eyes flash red.

He didn't hesitate and removed the stocking. Caroline shivered with excitement, but also because she was nervous.

"Don't worry, love. I promise to make it worth your while," he murmured, his hands already working on the other stocking. When her stockings were removed, Nik shrugged off of his jacket and buttoned his shirt open.

Caroline swallowed at the sight of him, only wearing his undershirt, but she did not have time to marvel the sight, since it was soon replaced by even a better one. His hands reach to the hem of his undershirt and there he was, standing in front of her, shirtless, like a god. His chest was pale, but muscular. Not overly so, but it made Caroline want to trail her hands over it and feel the hardness of the muscles underneath. A soft trail of hair led from his navel to his pants, and Caroline felt herself throbbing with want, with need.

Nik leaned in to place a sweet open mouthed kiss on her mouth, which Caroline returned eagerly. Her hands found his chest and his hands found the zipper of his dress. The dressed dropped to her waist.

Caroline would have thought that being in front of a man wearing only your undergarments would be awkward and embarrassing, but when she saw how he looked at her, she couldn't help but to felt a little proud. She made him look at her like that, like she was the most beautiful thing in the world, like there were no any other women on the face of the earth. He looked at her like he was dying of thirst and Caroline was his last drop of water.

She stood up, filled with confidence. Her dressed dropped to the ground. His hands found her waist and Caroline shivered, bringing her hands to the front of his trousers. She kept looking at him the whole time it took to unbutton them. He had a small smirk on his lips, and it only grew wider when Caroline's hand brushed against him. She blushed. Caroline had never seen a man naked, but she'd seen drawings. She might be a virgin, but she knew what went where.

They were finally in equal states of undress when Nik pushed her back down on the bed. She squealed and Nik chuckled at her reaction. He stepped between Caroline's legs and leaned in to kiss her stomach. The sensation made Caroline whimper and fidget under his touch. In a blink of an eye he was next to her on the bed, covering her neck in kisses, sucking at her sensitive skin. A tension was building between her legs and she wanted desperately to touch herself, but as she was about to move her hands down, he caught her hand.

"Not yet," he murmured, and kept placing kisses all over her upper body. Caroline was about to protest, but as his hands found her breasts she forgot all about it. Suddenly nothing was covering her upper body, and his mouth was around her nipple. Caroline could only make incoherent noises. The throbbing between her legs only got worse and she tried moving her legs and lower body to create some sort of friction.

"Good things come to those who wait, love," he murmured and pinched her nipple. She hadn't even realized she'd had her eyes closed until she opened them and stared staright into his grey eyes. His hands left her breasts, moving down to her stomach. His touch was so light, but it made Caroline go into gooseflesh. His hands got teasingly close to her underwear and she could not take it anymore. She needed his touch.

"Please," she whimpered. There was a sound of fabric tearing, and then she was completely naked. But she didn't care; the only thing she cared was that he would touch her. And then he did.

His fingers travelled down between her legs. Caroline couldn't stay still when his fingers found her sweet spot. It felt good, too good. Caroline had touched herself there every now and then, but it didn't even compare to this, his finger gently rubbing her, teasing her.

She bit her lip. She was bursting with want. She needed him to stop teasing. He continued stroking her, his other finger finding her opening, and slipping in. She whimpered at the feeling.

"You like that, love?" he murmured to her ear, but she could not answer, so she only nodded fiercely. He picked up his pace and Caroline was so close… In a few more strokes she tensed and he brought her over the edge. A soft moan escaped her lips.

Her breathing was hitched and her heart was pounding in her chest. A smile appeared on her face.

"Thanks," she murmured and smiled up at him. He smirked, lust in his eyes.

"Happy to oblige," he said. Caroline couldn't help but to stare at the bulge in his underwear.

"Take them off," she ordered, and so he did. Caroline was speechless. It was a lot bigger than she had though. A sudden worry crossed her mind.

"Just relax, love," he said. His hand had found his member. She stared at him, stroking himself. The throbbing between her legs returned.

"Okay, let's do this," she said, suddenly nervous, but not because she didn't want to do this. Because she did. Nik had become something so very important to her, and she wanted to share everything with him, every experience.

Nik rolled on top of her, his fingers finding her sweet spot once again.

"Just relax, love," he repeated. Caroline drew a deep breath and then she felt him poking at her entrance.

"Breathe," he whispered as he pushed inside her. Caroline bit her teeth together. It hurt. But not as much as she had expected. The new sensation was odd, but the pain soon turned into a dull ache. His thumb was rubbing her cheek. He had not moved, waiting for Caroline to adjust to him.

"I'm fine," she said, and wrapped her arms around him. He leaned in to kiss her and started moving slowly.

At first Caroline felt a bit uncomfortable, but as she got used to it, the feeling was not half bad. And then his hand reached between them. Caroline whimpered as he started stroking her. His thrusts started getting faster, more desperate.

His forehead was against hers. He looked at her with such intensity. Caroline wanted to say something, but that look in his eyes, it was something so intimate. She didn't want to break the moment.

"You're so beautiful, Caroline," he murmured to her ear, placing kisses on her throat.

She couldn't answer, couldn't make a sound as his finger kept stroking her as he thrust inside her. She hadn't thought it possible, but she was close to her release once again. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, encouraging him to get her there. She tensed, her walls clenching around him. His thrusts grew slower. Caroline was still riding over her wave of pleasure, when he tensed and came inside her.

They both lay there quietly. Nik was still on top of her, still in her.

He placed a kiss on her forehead, then on her mouth. She lingered in the kiss, in the feeling that he was completely hers at that moment. He stroked her hair, looking at her with the same intensity as minutes before. Then he broke their gaze and rolled off her. Something sticky ran down her thighs, but she didn't care. She didn't care that she was naked. The only thing that mattered was him. The moment they shared.

Caroline rolled to her side, and Nik mirrored her movements. They were facing each other, and the minutes ticked by. Caroline was so glad that she had never done this before, that she shared this with Nik. As she looked at him, his smile, she really understood how special this experience was, not just to her, but to him too. She couldn't help but to smile back at him, despite her aching private parts. She was going to be sore.

As if he had read her mind, he bit down on his wrist and offered it to Caroline.

"You'll heal faster," he said, but the blood only made her think of tonight. He would turn her. She placed her lips on his wrist and sucked.

With the blood in her system, the ache went away, and her eyelids started closing. She yawned. Caroline hadn't meant to fall asleep, but she did, with a smile on her face.

She woke up an hour later. Nik was still next to her, stroking her hair absent mindedly.

"Hey," she said her voice coarse. He didn't say anything, just stared at her. She realized then that they were both very much naked, and that she was completely healed. There was no ache between her legs. It was as if it had never happened. But it had, and Caroline smiled and blushed at the memory.

Caroline edged closer to him, and feeling very daring, she placed her hand on him. He was still hard. The intense look in his eyes turned to one full of lust and need.

"If you don't stop doing that, I might not be able to control myself, love," he whispered, his hand grabbing her behind, more roughly than ever before.

"That's the whole point," she murmured and nibbled at his earlobe. She needed him again. Now that she had gotten a taste, she needed more.

"Be careful what you wish for," he mumbled, and suddenly he was no longer next to her, but standing on his knees right on top of her. He grabbed her hand and lifted her up to the same position. His erection was rubbing against her stomach. She bit her lip, trying to ignore her want, but not succeeding.

Suddenly he flipped her around, her back against his chest. Nik's hands came from behind and found her breasts. He was on her entrance, and without a warning he was inside her. She let out a gasp and a whimper, when his fingers found their place.

His thrusts were slow, painfully slow.

"Faster," she whimpered, but he ignored her request, continuing to torture her. His hand came up to her jaw, his arm brushing against her breasts. He turned her head so that he could capture her lips.

"You're perfect, Caroline," he said, and finally started going faster. Caroline was so close when a thought crossed her mind.

"Do it now, Nik." He didn't stop, but she could feel his body tense.

"Now?" he asked, his voice hoarse.

"Yes. Drink from me. Then do it," Caroline said. He kept thrusting in her, and when his fangs penetrated her skin she fell over the edge. She felt herself getting light headed due to the loss of blood.

Suddenly he removed his mouth from her throat, and himself of her. He stared into her eyes. This was it. This was how she died. She felt no fear. Only euphoria.

"I love you, Caroline," he whispered, and then everything went dark.

Klaus stared into her eyes as he placed his hands on her neck. She didn't seem to be afraid, but he was. He knew that nothing would happen to her, that she would be okay, but the thought of killing her, made him afraid. He didn't want to lose her. And as he watched her, the thing that he had been thinking all evening slipped out of his mouth.

"I love you, Caroline," he whispered, and then snapped her neck. It made a horrific sound, her spine breaking. But it was the quickest way to do it. She wouldn't have time to feel anything, no pain, nothing.

Caroline's eyes went dead, the fire in them disappearing. He let go of her and laid her on the bed. He couldn't look into those empty eyes, so he closed her eyelids. He gazed at her, being so still, her chest not rising from drawing breath. Klaus didn't even realize he was crying before he felt a tear drop on his arm.

Seeing her dead like that… It shocked him. He knew she was going to wake, but when he looked at her, all he could see the woman he loved, dead.

He stroked her hair, letting the tears roll down his face. Klaus didn't want to move, but he didn't want her to wake up naked, confused and overwhelmed. So he fetched her nightgown from her room as quickly as he could, so he could be back with her.

For some reason it seemed important to him to be there with her every second of the way, even though he knew it was useless. She wouldn't wake up for some time now, and she would have no recollection of this.

But he wanted to be there for her, needed to be there for her. As he slipped Caroline in to her gown his mind wandered to what had happened just minutes ago. Perhaps he had already known it, but had been unable to recognize it in himself, but the moment Caroline looked into her eyes, so exposed under his touch, he realized it. He was in love with her. And he had never felt like this about anyone ever in his entire existence.

Klaus lay down next to her. He rested his hand on hers. She was still warm, but it felt somehow wrong to hold her like this. He had killed more women than he could count, and many like this, after sex. But this was different, so very different. The only thing in his head during their time together tonight had been making Caroline happy. For once in his life he did not care about himself, taking his release. She was all he thought. She had looked happy though, after.

As Caroline lay dead to the world, his thoughts escaped to the first time they had met. How random it all had been. Rebekah hadn't wanted to go to the Inn, but Stefan had insisted. He wanted his opium, and apparently he had a 'guy' working at the Inn. Klaus hadn't really cared. All he wanted to do was to get wasted and lose himself for a few hours.

And there she had been, struggling to get rid of the man. He really didn't know why he helped her. Was it even then evident to him that she was something more? Sure, he had planned on indulging on her, but perhaps he had just been fooling himself.

If they hadn't gone to the Inn that day like Rebekah had wanted, would he ever have met her? That annoyed Klaus to no end. Caroline was everything. He had tried to gain control of his life for such a long time, only to find out that he had no control at all. It was all up to chance. It made him irrationally angry. That if they had chosen differently that day, if Stefan hadn't been so set to partying in his opium induced haze, he would have nothing now.

Sure, if he had never met her, he wouldn't even know to miss her. But when he thought of himself living in this town, like he used to… His mind wandered to Caroline, also living in this town, unaware of anything supernatural even existing, taking his father's beatings, getting fed up to putting up with it, leaving, marrying some asshole, having his children… Perhaps that would have been a kinder fate to her. Kol's words from earlier that night rang in his ears. She will lose it, mark my words.

Klaus feared it, feared that Kol was right. Felt a bang of guilt for bringing this upon her, but then he made himself stop. Caroline had wanted this, wanted to get away from her human life, wanted everything that being immortal would offer to her. She didn't want to be a wife, a mother. She chose this, and all he could do was to respect it. He couldn't know what the future would bring, and all he could do at the moment was to help Caroline get through her transition.

At that moment, her eyes opened and she was sitting up, looking wildly around herself. He sighed with relief. She'd be okay. She turned to look at him in the dimly lit room.

"Nik," she murmured.

"Shh… It will be okay. I'll get you blood. Everything will be okay," he said, perhaps more to himself than to her. She nodded, squeezing her eyes shut, irritated even by the dim light. When she opened them, she was staring into his eyes.

"I love you too, Nik."

Waking from the dead was less painful than she had thought. His blood had fixed her, and the only thing bothering her were her overly sensitive senses. It took her a moment to adjust to the lights. He was there with her. Just like she wanted. He had dressed her, and it made her smile. Then her final moments as a human came rushing back to her. He said it. He told her he loved her.

"I love you too, Nik," she said, feeling like laughing and crying at the same time. He leaned closer to her, with the widest smile on his lips that she had ever seen. He placed a small kiss on her lips and then pulled her into a hug.

"I love you so much," he whispered into her hair. Even though his gesture was sweet and non-sexual, Caroline felt herself being more attracted to him than ever before. She wanted him so badly. Her need for him had grown tenfold in a matter of hours. She breathed him in, pressing kisses on his throat. He chuckled at her actions.

"I know it can be overwhelming, but we should really get you fed."

"Not yet," she said. Her desire for him had suddenly switched to an overwhelming need to hold him close to him. She hugged him tighter against her. Tears were rolling down on her face.

"I'm so lucky I met you," she cried. Everything she felt seemed so intense.

"No, I'm the lucky one, love," he said and kissed away her tears.

"I just love you so much," she said. And it was true. She felt like not having him close to her would physically hurt her. But an odd kind of hunger was creeping up her throat. Suddenly her attention was directed completely on something, something that smelt like… Caroline didn't even know what it smelt like, but she was sure that it would be the best thing she had ever tasted. She jumped off the bed, Nik right behind her.

"What's that smell?" she asked enthralled. His hand grabbed her wrist when the door opened slowly and a small woman stepped into the room.

"It's her, you smell her blood," Nik whispered to her ear. The smell was so compelling. But this was a human being. Just like she had been only hours ago.

"I can't…" She wanted both step back and towards her at the same time. Her mind was telling her that it would not be right to feed from her, but the newly woken beast inside told her to go for it, to drain every drop of her. That made Caroline stop. She had sworn not to be the monster.

"You don't have to feed directly from her, but you have to feed." Caroline took a step back.

"It's so wrong…"

"She isn't compelled. She works for me, and gets paid very well to donate her blood every once in a while." All Caroline could do was to stare at the woman. Then she stepped to Nik's desk, produced a glass and a knife from her pocket.

"It's quite all right, miss. This is the best job available. It pays well. I have two children. Two girls. I have to take care of them," the maid said and slit her wrist open. The intoxicating smell of blood filled Caroline's every thought and all reason left her mind. Only hunger remained. She tried to move towards the delicious smell, but couldn't. Nik's grip on her wrist was like steel. She couldn't get out of it.

"Drink from the glass, love." Caroline nodded, and he let go of her. She went to the glass, but as she neared the desk and the maid, the still bleeding wrist caught her attention. Her vision seemed to blur. All she could see was the pulsating blood. Before she could even make a conscious decision, her mouth was on her wrist, the sweet nectar filling her mouth.

It was divine. She had never tasted anything like it. As the blood hit her mouth, she felt them. Her fangs. She was a vampire. And she didn't care if she would drain the poor mother of two. She couldn't care less.

AN: Sooo, any thoughts? That was actually the first smut scene I have ever written, so I hope it wasn't tacky or something. I'd like to hear your opinions on it. Reviews are love!