Part 3 to Lips of an Angel. This is the final part of my Angel Trilogy. If you're interested part one is available in chapter 24 and part two in chapter 29.

Thanks to my fellow Aussie queencarolinemikaelson for this beautiful cover art for my drabble collection. Your talent knows no bounds, lovely.

Angel of Mine

When I first saw you I already knew

There was something inside of you

Something I thought that I would never find

Angel of mine

I look at you, looking at me

Now I know why they say the best things are free

"This might just be my favourite food," Caroline sighed happily, pushing away her empty plate.

"I'm sure my mother would be glad to hear that, love," Klaus said from across the table. Although she'd felt apprehensive at first, Caroline was beginning to feel some of the initial awkwardness slipping away. She wasn't ready to kiss him though, even though his crimson lips looked so inviting.

"I don't know many guys that can cook," she admitted, thinking about Tyler's lack of culinary skills. "Or can clean so thoroughly."

"I have many talents," he grinned, flashing her those adorable dimples. They needed to come with a warning they were that disarming. It didn't help that she already knew about some of those talents either. "Would you like some dessert?" Every sensation was telling Caroline she wanted dessert, preferably of the non food type.

"Um, no," she mumbled trying to contain her arousal but failing miserably. "I'm fine." If you counted being flustered as fine, that was.

"How about we take our wine into the lounge room in front of the fire?"

Could this situation be any more like a romance novel? Pity she was three quarters horny and one quarter scared out of her mind and had no idea how to act.

After their brief confession earlier on the phone their fears hadn't surfaced face to face. It seemed so much easier to talk to him over the phone than in person.

"Sure," she murmured, following him and trying to ignore how cute his ass looked in those dark denim jeans. She shook her head trying to snap out of the trance he'd put her in but every wiggle was weakening her resolve. Her nerves had now been replaced by raw desire, what was wrong with her?

Oh that's right, she hadn't had sex in forever and over the phone didn't count, unfortunately. Her attraction to Klaus had already solidified from miles away but now being this close was so overwhelming. It didn't hurt that he'd been an absolute gentleman. After showing her to her room (yes a separate room) and cooking her an amazing dinner with easy conversation she suddenly had no idea what to do.

Her heart, head and impulses were all in deep conflict and Caroline wasn't quite sure how to reconcile them into one clear solution. She sat by him on the couch accidentally grazing his arm and trying to ignore the shivers his skin caused.

"So, you must be tired after your long flight?" He asked, his blue eyes penetrating hers. Why did he have to be so damn gorgeous? She noticed the necklaces peeking out from his navy Henley wanting nothing more than to pull on them and bring his lips to hers. She didn't want to seem desperate though, she did just meet him officially for the first time about an hour ago.

"A little, but I'm just excited to be in a new place."

"I'll have to take you sightseeing then," he grinned, taking a sip of his red wine. "Is there anything you want to see in particular?" You, she thought immediately, every single inch of his skin.

"I've heard Big Ben is spectacular," she bit out, remembering her reaction when the cab driver mentioned it earlier.

"It is," he agreed. "You mentioned how much you like Shakespeare, so I thought a visit to Stratford Upon Avon would be good too."

"I'd like that," she murmured, thinking how thoughtful he was. "So…"

"So…" He repeated. The silence was doing nothing to help the situation. Why did she think it would be so easy to travel across the other side of the world and pick up where they'd left off? There was no denying their attraction but making that first move was eluding her.

"Actually, uh, I am tired so maybe I should go to bed," she explained, albeit feebly.

"Of course," he replied, his disappointed tone not lost on her. "We can sightsee in the morning when you are well rested."

"Sounds great," she smiled weakly, climbing off the couch before another awkward silence ensued. "Good night."

"Goodnight, Caroline," he murmured. "Sweet dreams." Caroline knew there'd be dreams but more of the sexually frustrated kind.

Finding her way into the sparse guest bedroom, Caroline was kicking herself for being such a scaredy cat; it was obvious he didn't bite, well not in a bad way.

She peeled off her jumper followed by her shirt, jeans and bra wondering what she was going to wear to bed. Caroline shivered thinking just how cold she was and how she'd underestimated the weather, although she figured Klaus would keep her warm so she didn't need to bother with actual clothing.

She rifled through her case pulling out an array of skimpy lingerie, knowing that wasn't going to keep her warm tonight, even if it was pretty. Locating a fitted, white t-shirt she pulled it over her head figuring that would have to do under the circumstances. Now, what was she going to wear on the bottom?

"Caroline, I forgot to give you a towel," Klaus knocked, opening the door before she could shield herself. "Oh, I'm sorry, I…." His eyes roamed over her body, taking in every single curve and given his reaction Caroline was starting believe he wasn't sorry at all.

"I was just uh looking for something to wear to bed, you know I didn't realise just how cold it would be…"

"Clearly," he smirked, unable to help himself his eyes resting on her taut nipples straining through her tight top.

"They have a mind of their own," she joked, trying to find the funny side of this weird situation. That didn't stop her from folding her arms over her chest protectively.

"I shouldn't have just barged in," he finally replied, his gaze now meeting hers. "I'll just leave this here and let you go to sleep."

"Wait!"

"Is there something you need?" Yes, you she thought, trying to steel her nerves.

"What if I don't want to go to sleep yet?"

"Well, we could watch a movie, play Monopoly or I could make you some hot chocolate," he suggested, his eyes now firmly cast downward.

"As much as I want to whip your ass at Monopoly, Mikaelson," she joked, her competitive side coming out in full force. "I'm probably about to make the biggest fool of myself right now, but, uh, don't you want me?"

"Trust me that isn't the problem," Klaus confirmed quickly. "I've never wanted anyone more than you, Caroline."

"I just figured after all our conversations on the telephone that you'd be more forward, I guess," she shrugged her shoulders, self consciously.

"It is taking every fiber of my being not to ravage you right now," he groaned. "You seemed so scared on the phone before and I didn't want to rush you, that's all."

"As honorable as that is, what if I told you I wanted you to rush me," she murmured, boldly removing her arms from her chest. "Like right now."

"I'd ask why we're still talking, love," he growled, closing the distance between them. She reacted immediately, her hands seizing handfuls of his shirt to steady herself and pull him closer so that his broad chest was against hers.

She could feel his heart beating like a drum, reverberating through her ribcage as he threaded one hand through her golden waves, splaying them against her shoulder tenderly. With a soft sigh he whispered.

"We can stop."

"Don't stop, ever," she panted, his beautiful gesture doing nothing to extinguish the desire pulsing through her veins. His lips greedily found hers, massaging her mouth as his tongue delved deeper into her mouth. All of the fantasies she'd imagined didn't come close to the real thing.

Her hands moved to his back, tracing every contour and pulling him closer, if that was possible. He reluctantly left her mouth, his lips feathering kisses across her collar bone. She moaned, willing him to move lower past her top. Klaus took that as an invitation and pulled up her t-shirt, watching gleefully as her creamy breasts sprang free. He converged on them, his mouth attaching to one of her pert nipples and massaging the other between his thumb and forefinger.

She cried out, the sensations of his touch taking over her entire body. In all the excitement, she managed to fumble her way to his jeans, unbuttoning and pulling them downwards, desperate to see the burgeoning erection she could feel against her bare leg.

He was straining against his grey briefs and she knew the moment she'd been waiting for the past months was imminent. He detached his mouth, picking her up and making her yelp in surprise, pulling her legs around him as they stumbled towards the bed. The raw lust in his eyes causing a flash of heat straight to her core. If one look could cause that many sensations she wasn't sure what other tricks he had up his sleeve.

Klaus laid her out on the bed, his eyes firmly trained on her removing her panties slowly followed by his briefs. He was everything she'd imagined and so much more. The fact there were now no boundaries between them only making her shiver in anticipation. He climbed onto the bed and moved towards her, his predatory instincts not lost on Caroline.

She inhaled sharply waiting for him to pounce knowing that she needed him right now and, after all these months, foreplay wasn't necessary. He claimed her as they rolled together her legs entwined through his, their lips reuniting in a mad frenzy.

He pulled her hands above her head and continued to savage her, starting with her lips and traveling further south, moving teasingly over her breasts. As she cried out he made his way over her flat abdomen. She bucked her hips excitedly sensing his destination and the pleasure it would incite. He surprised her inserting two fingers into her already wet centre, delving deep into her folds. She gasped, the sudden sensations close to tipping her over the edge. She'd been waiting for this for months and all Caroline knew was she needed him now.

"Please," she bit out, struggling to convey her desires as they rubbed against each other.

"What do you want?" He groaned, pushing his fingers further inside making her wriggle in anticipation.

"You, inside me, now," she eventually let out, her subsequent moan not lost on him.

Klaus rallied into action pushing into her forcefully. The initial rhythm began slowly before their speed and intensity only increased. Caroline allowed the sensations to take over not quite sure what he was doing to her, but not really caring it felt that good. She panted matching his speed and feeling her orgasm begin to build. He delved deeper like he could sense her impending climax.

"How do you like that?" He asked, his breath ragged as he continued to thrust inside her.

"Oh my god," she shouted, all inhibitions well and truly lost. She felt the desire that had been building for so long ripple through her body, ending in the most delicious reward. She wasn't sure how long she'd been crying out before he followed, his guttural moans sounding out not long after.

Klaus collapsed onto her sweaty body, his fast breathing matching hers as they lay together. They stayed there for a while attempting to calm their arousal which had slowly began to ebb away.

"Sorry I was, uh, a little excited after all this time, love." He admitted sheepishly, rolling over onto the bed next to her.

"What are you sorry for?" She asked propping her head up and looking at him curiously. "If that's what I have to look forward to then please sign me up."

"I think you were always on the register," he quipped, grabbing her by surprise so that her head was splayed across his chest.

"As a foreigner, I'm not sure about Big Ben but that's my kind of sightseeing," she joked, placing chaste kisses across his bare chest.

"Oh I see, you're only interested in my body," he baulked. "I feel so cheap."

"I'm extremely interested in your body but I'll have you know it's much more than that," she grinned knowingly looking into his eyes. "I wouldn't have flown this far just for anyone."

"So you're willing to stay for a while?"

"Yeah I think I might be."