SWEET KISSES FROM RUSSIA
Fan Fiction – Alternate Universe
Caroline & Klaus
Elijah & Katherine
From: Lovely Vero
Disclaimer: This story is, and will always be, a fiction story, that is coming from the imagination of the author. It is not a bibliography of the author or any of the readers, neither a story that is exploring your own experience in life. It is not meant to be informative or to represent the perception or opinion of the author about the subject at hands in her own private life; it is not an encyclopedia, or a medical reference. It is only a fiction, the characters are fictional, and the story should be taken as such and not be mistaken with the private life of the readers, or any of their personal experiences. Thank you.
Writer's note: Due to the delicate subject, in some parts of this chapter that could seem abusive to some, please read with warning. Thank you.
Previous on Sweet kisses from Russia …
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"There's an expression in Russia: If you are not nourishing your woman how can you expect her to have sex with you?" Katerina mumbled, while devouring her food.
"You totally made up this expression, Katerina." Elijah smirked, while lowering his lips on the hollow of her left shoulder, before sliding them on her neck, with his hands pulling the sheet down her chest.
"I need to eat, because you're taking all my strength away." She protested, while biting full teeth into a strawberry. "You're insatiable, Elijah Mikaelson!" She added, smirking.
Elijah pushed the sheet on her waist, before raising his hands on her breasts, while cupping their roundness, and rubbing their hard tips with his thumbs.
"I need to nourish myself too." He complained, smirking, before sliding his hands down her hips, while rubbing the evidence of his sexual appetite for her, on Katerina's lower back.
"Oh, Elijah …" She murmured his name, while lowering her head on his chest, before closing her eyes. "I thought you would be bored by me as of now." She confessed, while trembling under his sensual assault. "And, that you would want to get rid of me?"
"Shh…. Oh Katerina, Katerina … You have bewitched me, woman … I'm under your spell, I want to possess you all the time…You're all mine." He murmured, his lips nibbling on her right earlobe.
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Klaus suddenly, and unexpectedly, grabbed her delicate wrist before pressing his manly lips on her soft and perfumed skin, where the blood was pumping in her blue vein, and the beats of her heart were rising dangerously under his touch. Furthermore, he kissed each tip of her fingers before sliding her hand back on his chest.
Carolina has closed her eyes, while being left under intense emotions too strong to handle, with as complement, a range of shivers that were taking her body in hostage. She felt the softness of his manly skin underneath her fingers, before slowly circling her palm on his chest, lower on his pectoral. These tender and erotic touches accompanied by the loud sounds of her heavy breaths and the moaning of her sexual arousal. She finally lowered her hand on his pelvic bones, while touching his V-line, before playing with the soft trail of hair … Just above….
"If I die under your touch, I'll die a happy man." Klaus whispered, in a trembling voice.
Carolina startled at the sound of her husband's voice, before removing her hands like she had been burned by an intense fire. What was she doing?
"Thank you" She murmured, before rolling on herself, before lying with her back turned at his sight. "Good night!"
"Good night, Love." Klaus responded, with a smile blessing his lips.
Klaus was hopeful … It was more than yesterday, and a step forward on tomorrow….
Chapter 15
"Game of chess"
Part 1
Earlier the same morning…
The first rays of sunshine infiltrated the curtains, while providing a glimmer of light inside the bedroom suite. The blankets and sheet had been pushed at the foot of the bed, while its two occupants had managed to grow closer in the time space of the night.
Carolina had turned her body to the right side, with her right hand tucked underneath her pillow. Klaus's body placed in a spoon position in her back, his left arm encircling her waist, while his right arm and head were resting comfortably on her pillow, with their legs interlacing in a comfortable position.
The young woman let out a yawn, while stretching her arms above her head, before gently rolling her body around, her head now resting on Klaus's chest, with her right arm encircling his waist.
Klaus let out a groan of satisfaction, while bringing her sleeping body in a closer position of his own. Carolina opened her eyes, under a blurry vision at first, before raising her head to finally notice her present laying position in her husband's arms.
He was still asleep, with his long eyelashes trembling under his sleeping state of mind, but overall his facial features seemed more relaxed. Carolina felt her heartbeats rising dangerously in her chest. She nervously swallowed a lump in her throat, while noticing the warmth of his body and the softness of his skin underneath her fingers, and all considering, pushing herself out of the bed would have disturbed what seemed to be a long awaited moment of peace for that man.
Caroline lowered her head back on her husband's shoulder, while softly caressing the skin of his muscular chest, in a circle motion. She wasn't scared per say of him anymore, but she was still fearful of their future together. Would she ever be what he wanted? Would he ever be what she wanted? Was this marriage doomed from the start? All these questions seemed so unimportant at this moment. Especially, when he was simply standing by her side, lying by her side, or simply breathing the same air as her. With that man it was always like words were needless, like it was suddenly making more sense when all wasn't said, and all was forgotten and forgiven.
Klaus started in his sleep, while raising his right hand in Carolina's hair, as a reflex of reassurance that she was still by his side, before opening his eyes and drowning his sight in hers.
"What time is it?" He asked Carolina, half-asleep, and obviously not disturbed by their intimate body contact.
"I'm… I'm not sure." She answered, under her flushed cheeks. "Early morning I presume?"
He turned his head toward his nightstand, while letting out a yawn and taking a glimpse at his alarm clock.
"It's six forty-five." He informed her, while stroking his eyelids and turning his sight back toward Carolina, before slowly brushing a short strand away from her forehead.
"Good Morning." He whispered, softly.
"Good morning." She replied, shyly, with a smile blessing her lips. "I… I'm sorry, I must have rolled in my sleep and … We must have…."
"It's a bed, Carolina, we're meant to bump into each other." He replied, smiling, while raising his left hand to caress the soft skin of her cheeks. "Thank you." He murmured.
"For… For what are you thanking me for?" She asked, under her jerky breaths and raising heartbeats.
"For having granted me the chance to sleep by your side. I caught a full night of sleep, which I hadn't being able to do for months." He admitted, truthfully.
"So… This was just a … I mean… You think, it was just a one night thing then … as sleeping arrangement goes?" She asked, while realizing that the prospect of not sleeping by her husband's side was creating a range of mixed feelings in her mind.
"I'll do as you wish. It can be whatever you want "this" to be in the future." Klaus replied, before turning his sight away from her insistent gaze, while realizing that this human girl could actually read his private thoughts just by drowning her sight in his.
"If this is helping you sleep, it can't be a bad thing, can it?" She asked, with a trembling voice, while shrugging her shoulders. "After all it's me who was opened to the idea, who proposed it to you."
"This is to help "you", Carolina, to make "you" comfortable; please don't make it about "me", I don't deserve that." Klaus shook his head, in disbelief of her say. "How in the name of God, are you even able to think about me? I don't matter, I don't count!"
"I thought "we" would work together, toward saving "our" marriage … For the both of "us"?" She responded, while suddenly pushing herself away from him, before strengthening her body in a sitting position. "How being together could not including "you", Klaus? I don't understand?"
"You're not in luck; sweetheart, most of the time I have trouble saving "myself", and I am probably the most selfish person on the planet." He responded, slyly. "Oh Carolina, Carolina…" He repeated her name, numerously, while cupping her face, under her speechless expression. "Do you have any idea the power you have over me?"
Klaus got suddenly out of the bed, while grabbing a pair of jeans that he had thrown on a chair, before dressing himself. He walked toward the window, before opening the curtains on what seemed to be the prospect of a beautiful sunny day in London. He unlocked and opened the window, before grabbing its bottom arch, lowering his head and closing his eyes in deep despair. If he had thought that the past few months away from her had been hell, this was actually worse in so many levels! She deserved so much more than "him", she deserved to find a man that would make her happy, and that she could love unconditionally, without the constant reminder of his sins. But, instead of being able to offer Carolina her freedom, he was stock in this present situation, between a rock and a hard place. He needed to keep her by his side, to assure her safety against his biological father, while keeping his vampirism a secret, and if this was not enough, he needed to keep her save of "himself" at the same time.
Carolina got out of the bed, before placing herself behind his back, while nervously rubbing her hands together.
"I… I don't know how to act around you anymore… From …From one minute to the other, you…You are sending me mixed signals, Klaus?" She stammered through her sentence.
"I'm just trying to make your comfortable, to grant your wishes for the time being." He answered, evasively.
Klaus frowned, while closing his fists in anger… Anger directed entirely toward himself, and this unbearable situation. Elijah was right! What could have possessed him to have contracted a civilian marriage with a human girl, and to have ruined the life of an innocent soul such as Carolina? He had killed hundreds of humans and vampires in his life…Most probably innocent victims of his rage, a few for his safety, but he could swear that he had never felt the remorse that he felt now… He was not deserving of this beautiful woman in his life.
"Is it because of the "sex"?" She asked, shyly, while swallowing a lump in her throat. "Is it because you need it… Obviously, you do… and I am not able to give it to you?"
"What?" He turned around to face her, in shock. "I did not touch a woman for months, Carolina…Not since I've been with you on our wedding night." He added in shock. "As strange as this may sounds to you, I had celibacy years in my life; I am able to live like a monk if necessary… I'm not a pervert, which is ludicrous for me to say, because you have all the reasons in the world to believe the contrary!"
"I've never said you were, but you're not a monk either! I mean… It's kind of obvious that I'm not fulfilling my duties as a wife?" She continued. "Because, you just need to give me time… I'm just…" She tried to continue, while crossing her arms on her chest.
"No, please don't! I don't want to hear the words "fulfilling your duties as a wife" coming out of her mouth, ever again!" He lashed out, while retracing his steps, before placing himself in front her standing position. "You don't owe me anything; Carolina, it's me who owe you more than I could ever repay."
"Then, what is the point of all of this? Why would you want me by your side, as your wife?" She busted to his face, in anger. "Why aren't you being honest, if you don't want me anymore, if you don't want us to try?"
"Are you going to address the elephant in the room, or do you want me to do it?" He asked, nervously, while pacing back and forth in front of his wife, his closed fists placed on each side of his waist.
She lowered her sight, while closing her eyes, before taking a deep breath into her lungs.
"I've abused you on our wedding night! And that fact will never leave your mind!" He added, while pointing fingers toward his right temple. "It will be with you every day of your life, every time you'll look at me, or get close to me, you'll be reminded of it, and you'll be scare, you'll always wonder if I could hurt you this way again?"
"Please, don't …" She begged him to stop, while shaking her head. "Don't have the pretention to know what I feel or think."
"I can feel it in my guts, each time you lay your sight on me, I feel it deep down. And I deserve all of it; I deserve all of this for being the beast that I am….That I was to you!"
"It hurts me to hear you say those things about yourself." She whispered, tears filling her eyes. "And then it hurts me more, because I shouldn't even give you my empathy."
"I hurt you enough, Carolina; don't take pity on me, please." He warned her, while sighing loudly. "I would prefer your hate than this…I deserve your hate!"
"I can't give it to you!" She busted to his face. "How much I did wish that I could hate you! I've tried and tried … And I was never able to reach that point …. We all make our mistakes, Klaus… I made my own share in my life." She added. "But we are not only the reflection of them; sometimes we need to make amends."
"Don't you tell me that it's your fault, because I won't accept it, Carolina … I'm the one to blame for this mess!" He lashed out, angry at himself.
"No, it's not my fault; it was entirely yours, and I was disgusted by you. You violated me, Klaus….You violated us or what we could have been … I don't know anymore…Because, all of it was so messed up…We were playing with each other, and we got burned." She replied, while lowering her head. "But overall, I have my own faults; I saw this marriage as a game. I let my sister trick me into it, because she thought that she would offer me the life that I never had before. I acted childishly, cowardly… I took for granted the sanctity of marriage, because I was probably not marriage material, and you probably weren't either. I played you for a fool; I wanted to make you pay for "my" own decision to accept these conditions…. And in reverse you violated me on my weeding night." She added, while feeling tears rolling on her cheeks.
"The only thing that I was able to offer you, Carolina, it was your "freedom" that is why I left." He confessed, honestly, while closing his eyes. "I wanted for you to be free of "me", forever."
"And God knows that I should have taking this opportunity to leave you for good, to erase "you" and everything else from my memory, but I couldn't…." She admitted.
"Why?" He asked, a single tear falling from his eyelashes. "Why? You had every opportunity to start a new life?"
"Because, Klaus… In the middle of this nightmare, I realized that I had feelings for you, and I've tried… and tried to battle them, because I thought that I was crazy to even stay in the house of a man that had disrespected me in the vilest way. " She exclaimed, while lowering her head and admitting her deepest thoughts. "I packed my suitcases at least a hundred of times while you were gone, and I was never able to leave, because I was always reminding myself of the day you left. That day, I saw in your eyes, in the deepness of your soul that you had made a mistake, and that you were terribly sorry for it. If you would be the beast that you are telling me that you are, you wouldn't have left while offering me my freedom back, with millions of Euros placed in a Swiss bank account at my name…You would have stayed and you would have continued to abuse me, because you would have thought that you were in your right to do so, after buying yourself a foreign wife."
"It could have been only to clear my conscience." He lied, while shrugging and biting into his bottom lip, until a trickle of blood rolled on his chin.
"I don't believe that for a second." She replied, before burying her head in her hands, while suddenly cracking under the pressure. "I'm tired of this … I just want to forget everything … "
"Carolina, Please don't cry, please, sweetheart." He begged, while passing a nervous hand through his hair, suddenly left under the turmoil and indecision of leaving the bedroom or marching toward his wife's standing position to console her.
He finally reached Carolina's standing position, before taking the young woman in his arms, while encircling her waist with his left arm, and caressing her short curls with his right hand. She let out all the sadness contained in her heart and soul, with her head tucked in the hollow of his left shoulder, while sobbing her pain in silence.
"Shh…." He murmured to calm her down, while holding his wife closed to his chest, in a slow rocking motion, until her tears tarnished under a deep breathing sound. "I'm so sorry, Carolina, so sorry, if only I could go back in time?"
"It's not true…You have it wrong…" She managed to let the words out, while sniffling.
"What is not true, Love?" Klaus asked, while softly kissing her forehead.
"I'm not … I'm not always thinking of that night when I look at you..." Carolina confessed, while raising her teary sight in his. "Most of the time, I just see "you"" She added, with a timid smile. "Except when you decide to be my model in the splurge of the moment, and undress in front of me, then I see "you"… But naked." She let out a nervous laughed.
Klaus laughed himself, while nervously swallowing a lump in his throat, before slowly raising his shaking hand to sweep the tears away from her cheeks. He, then, unexpectedly, lowered his head to brush her lips of a kiss. She moaned underneath the soft pressure, while raising her hands on her husband's bare chest.
"I don't know if … I mean, if you want me to kiss you or not, Carolina?" He questioned, while mouthing the words on top of her lips. "You need to guide me?"
She nodded her head, while raising herself on her tip toes to cross her arms around his neck, before nibbling on his bottom lip, in a trail of kisses.
Klaus let out a moan of pleasure, before gently rubbing his hands from her shoulders to the crucible of her back, down on the delicious curves of her butt. He slowly and carefully returned her kiss, while tasting the salty tears on her trembling lips.
Carolina caressed the locks at the base of the hybrid's neck, before grabbing a hand full of his curly hair. She timidly passed the tip of her tongue on the length of his bottom lip, while testing the sour taste of his blood left over the small cut.
He groaned loudly under her sensual assaults, she had obviously no idea of the effect she was having on him, while testing his red elixir in such a virgin way, making him fantasize of how much he could teach her … If only.
He deepened his kiss, in a gentle possession of her mouth by twirling his tongue with hers…Frantically, sensually, erotically… while not even being able to let her breathe, before lowering his hands under her bottom to raise Carolina in his arms. She let out a cry of surprise, while crossing her legs around his hips, before being carried in his arms, toward the bed.
Klaus slowly sat at its foot, before gently lowering Carolina on his lap, his lips still devouring hers, his right hand sliding on her left shoulder to grab the back of her neck, while bringing the young woman in a closer proximity of his naked chest.
"You have to tell me what invisible line I can't cross… You need to be my barometer, Love." He mouthed the warning on her lips, before drowning his fiery sight in hers. "Because, now… I can't help but wanting to kiss and caress you… Can you do this?"
"Yes" She whispered with a nod, while thinking that "this" would be ultimate test of trust, before feeling his lips slide from her mouth, to the soft curb of her jaw line.
Klaus lowered his head and lips on Carolina's neck, while leaving a hot trail of kisses on her burning skin, from the blue pumping vein to the deepness of her neckline. He pushed the straps of her tank top on her upper arms, before revealing her perky breasts to his sight, by slowly rolling the satin fabric on her waist. He gently captured, between his teeth, one of her nipples, while stroking the erected tip with his tongue, in a mix of licking and sucking on the tender flesh in his mouth.
"Klaus…" Caroline cried her husband's name, before closing her eyes and leaning her head back by curbing her upper body, before moving her hips suggestively on his hips, left under the awakening of her erotic arousal.
The hybrid growled loudly, while closing his eyes and burying his head on her chest, both of his hands slowly sliding from her lower back, to underneath her night clothes and lace panties, before grabbing the soft skin of her bottom, while creating a motion on his own sensitive bulge.
"God… You're so beautiful, Carolina!" He murmured, while trying to contain his sexual ardor.
"Klaus … I … Can we just…" She stammered, under a shortness of breaths, while suddenly opening her eyes, left under a sudden emerged panic.
"It's ok, it's ok…" He reassured her, while suddenly pulling his hands away from further intimate contacts, slowly lowering the young woman on a laying position on the bed, before placing himself behind her back with his left arm encircling her waist. "Just breathe, it's ok... I've stopped." He whispered, while raising her tank top on her chest, before softly kissing the top of her head.
He had stopped…. He had stopped …. He had stopped ….
These were the only words that reasoned repeatedly in Carolina's head, with as accompanist a single tear that silently rolled on her cheek.
Carolina and Klaus lay silently, on the bed, while keeping the same positions for a few minutes. Their minds only disturbed by the outdoor noises of a new day that was obviously starting on the right foot.
"Are you ok?" He murmured.
"Yes" She let the word out, with a deep breath.
"At what hour are you having your first class today, Love?" Klaus asked his wife, while lowering his head in the hollow of her left shoulder, before softly kissing her neck.
"At nine, I think…Why?" She responded, before turning her head to drown her sight in his.
"It's a sunny day, which we don't have a lot in London, and … I was thinking that I could drive you to the art school?" Klaus proposed, with a timid smile blessing his lips. "…On my motorcycle?" He added.
"Seriously?" Carolina exclaimed, before frantically jumping from her lying position, to a kneeling one on the bed. "Like I would be riding with you "on" your motorcycle?" She asked, with her eyes widely opened, like a little girl who would stare at a Christmas tree.
"Would you like that?" Klaus asked, smirking.
Carolina rose on her legs, before storming inside the walking-in closet.
"Love?" Klaus called, suddenly worried, while standing beside the bed. "Did I say something wrong? Listen if you don't want to … I mean you can forget what I've asked." He stammered, while nervously passing a hand through his hair.
"No, give me two seconds!" She yelled from the opened door, before coming back dressed at the speed of the light, with a pair of skinny jeans, an "A-line" bohemian blouse, with a large leather belt on her hips, a jeans coat, a pair of biker boots and her crossed body bag filled with her books. "Ok, I'm ready!"
Klaus lowered his head to hide the need to burst into laughter.
"Why are you laughing?" She asked, while losing her smile.
"I'm not, I'm not…It's adorable…You're adorable!" He reassured her, while reaching her position, before cupping her face and blessing her lips of a kiss. "Just give me five minutes to go dress myself, would you?"
"Yes, sure…I'm sorry…" She lowered her flushed cheeks. "It's just that I wanted to ride with you … I mean…"
"I always knew that you had married me essentially for my motorcycle, anyway, Love." He gently mocked her, while directing his walk toward the exit of the suite.
"It's about time you realized it." She mocked, shyly, in return.
"I won't take long." He winked at her, before leaving the suite.
The birdsong and the glimmer of the sun entered the bedroom and woke up Katerina with a start. She opened her eyes widely, before stretching her neck to take a look at the alarm clock placed on the nightstand… It was barely eight O'clock. She turned her head toward "her" husband who was soundly asleep at her side, with the heavy weight of his right arm firmly placed around her waist.
"Her" husband … "Hers" … This was still so unreal to grasp, especially when the said husband was none other than Elijah Mikaelson, a wealthy, enigmatic and powerful English man, with a troubled family and an amnesic mother in the guise of his maid! Yes, this was the most dangerous man Katerina had to encounter in all her life … Dangerous on so many levels and for so many reasons … But more importantly "dangerous" for her heart!
She raised the back of her right hand on his left cheek, before softly caressing the line of his manly jaw, while hearing him moan sounds of pleasure under his sleeping state of mind. He had gotten under her tick skin, and that was scarring the young woman more than anything in this world. She had always promised herself to never let a man had so much power over her, and now, she was lying in their marital bed, while amorously watching her husband sleep.
She closed her eyes, while vigorously shaking her head, to help her get a grip on her thoughts, before slowly and delicately raising his arm away from its position on her waist, before sliding herself under the flat sheet toward the foot of the bed. Her body ached and she had never felt so sore in her entire life … She had to admit to herself that Katerina Petrova had married a beast in bed!
"What are you doing underneath the sheet, Katerina?" Elijah asked, mostly amused, while pulling the sheet up, under her cry of surprise.
"Oh! You've startled me!" She exclaimed in surprise, her naked butt rose in the air, under the silk fabric.
"Not that I am complaining about the view." He stared at her rear, smirking. "But, are you planning an elaborate escape from "me", just now?" He added, mocker. "I hope I did not scare you off the marital bed?" He pushed the note.
"No!" Katerina replied, offended, and while lowering her flushed cheeks. "I was replacing the fabric on the mattress." She lied, while unfolding the sheet.
"Well, in this case, woman, let me help you with this unbearable chore." He responded, deviously, while sliding his body underneath the flat sheet before softly kissing her curves, and caressing her butt.
"Elijah! No…" She exclaimed, outraged, while rolling on her back, before lying on the bed, underneath the makeshift tent. "What … What are you doing?"
"Well that is certainly another angle of your delightful body that I'll appreciate as much as the previous one, Katerina." He mocked, staring at her breasts, while lowering his own body on hers, before sliding his lips on the delicious curve of her neck. "Good morning, beautiful!"
"Good morning! You're an insatiable man, and your morning beard tickles me!" She giggled, while burying her hands in his dark hair. "The truth is that you've exhausted me, last night, Mister Mikaelson, and I needed a time off! Under your false allure you're hiding this… this… And you're an impostor!" She added, breathless.
"I'm an impostor because under my false "allure", I'm hiding "this" what?" He raised his head from her neck, in amazement, before bursting into laugher.
"I don't see what is so funny, Elijah!" She pouted, while slapping his left arm.
"You care to elaborate, Katerina?" He asked, smirking, while rolling his body by her side, his head resting on his upper arm.
"Is it hot in here or what?" Katerina complained, while turning her flushed cheeks away from the insistent gaze of her husband. The way he was looking at her, no man before him has ever looked at her with this intensity and admiration. "Underneath your three pieces suits, and your debonair English allure, you're hiding a sex beast!" She informed him. "My body ached! I'm sore everywhere … It's not normal!"
"A sex beast, really…. You have an interesting theory!" He replied, while hiding his need to burst into laughter. "Are you, perhaps, in need of medical attention, Katerina, I could call a doctor if you need one, maybe he has some kind of medication to prescribe against this …. Problem?"
"You're mocking me, and it's not funny … I can't keep up with you!" She lowered her head, in shame. "And it's not normal considering … You know, what I used to … You know!"
"Mm… All of this, It's highly entertaining and intriguing, Katerina." He replied, falsely serious. "But, it's also hardly probable that I would be a ….How do you call it again: a "sex beast"? Because if you remember our first webcam meeting, you called me, and I quote "An old impotent man"!" Elijah smirked, so proud of his trap.
"I couldn't have said that!" She brazenly lied, before lowering her burning cheeks, and turning a strand of her hair around one of her fingers.
"Oh but you did, beautiful." He confirmed, before whispering near her left ear. "What do you think of your "Old and impotent" husband now, Katerina?"
"Maybe … Maybe he's not that old and impotent after all." She shrugged, with a smile twisting the corners of her lips. "And maybe I'm not that sore either." She confessed, while pushing the sheet away from their heads.
She strengthened her body in a kneeling position, before suggestively ridding Elijah's hips, her long hair falling freely on his burning skin. She curved her back, while helping her breasts brush erotically on his muscular chest, while keeping her equilibrium with her hands placed on his shoulders.
"And I bet this "old impotent" man should have enough energy inside of him for another round." He groaned heavily, while raising himself in a sitting position, before grabbing Katerina's butt and thrusting his hard length into her narrowed core under her loud moan of pleasure.
"Oh Elijah…" She cried, while rocking her hips in perfect synchronisation of his thrusts.
"What have you done to me, Katerina … I'm dying each day more than the previous one, since I've met you." He whispered, before burying his head in her chest.
Katerina, from the corners of her eyes, took a rapid glimpse at her husband who was reading the morning newspapers, while sitting beside her at the dining table, in his impeccable three pieces suit.
She dropped her high heels slippers on the carpet, before tucking her feet underneath her thighs, and strengthening her arm to grab a scone.
"It's not the proper way for a lady to sit on a chair, Katerina?" Elijah said, with the newspaper placed in front of his sight.
"Who's saying that I am a lady, Elijah?" Katerina smirked. "I would think that last night had thought you that I was everything but." She added, teasingly.
Elijah lowered his newspapers, while narrowing his sight on his wife.
"Who's saying? It's probably you're "old and impotent" husband." He replied, while winking at her.
"Mm…You're probably right … He's such a bored!" She rolled her eyes, while grabbing a strawberry, before slowly sucking on the little red fruit.
"And it's certainly not the proper way to eat your food, take a fork would you?" Elijah added, smirking, while repositioning the newspaper in front of his eyes.
"Shut up мужа! I'm enjoying my breakfast!" She murmured, scoffer, while holding her laughter.
"Did you just ask your husband to shut up, моя жена?" Elijah questioned, while slowly lowering the newspaper below his eyes.
"I wouldn't dare!" She opened her eyes widely, falsely outraged, while grabbing another strawberry, before biting into the little fruit.
Elijah threw his newspaper on the dining table, before pulling Katerina's chair near his, grabbing the young woman by the waist before bringing her body over his lap, under her cry of surprise.
"You're such a tease, woman!" He exclaimed, laughing, while sliding his mouth on the tender skin of her neck, under her giggling sounds.
"I'm here to please, husband." She replied, before burying her hands in his tick hair.
"Oh pardon me!" They heard the discreet coughing of Maria behind their backs.
Katerina startled at the sound of the voice, before hurriedly jumping back on her own chair, under the obvious amusement of her husband.
"Maria? Good…Good morning…. I … I did not hear… Hear you coming…" The young Russian stammered through her sentence, while nervously passing a hand through her hair.
"Mrs. Katherine, pardon me for not announcing myself, but it seems you were otherwise occupied, good morning to you too, Madam." Maria greeted, with a devious smile twisting the corners of her lips. "And may I wish you a good morning, Sir?" Maria added, mocker, while grabbing a silver tea pot in her hands.
"Good morning, my dear Maria, did you sleep well?" He asked, smiling, while grabbing his newspaper back in his hands.
"Yes, thank you, Sir. May I offer you a cup of tea?" She asked, politely.
"Please." He responded, while handing his cup to her.
"Yes, I slept like a baby, if it was not for a few "disturbances" in the middle of the night." She frowned, while pouring the hot beverage in her son's cup.
Katerina buried her head between her shoulders, while letting out a small laughter. Elijah arched an eyebrow at his wife, before gently hitting her leg with his foot, underneath the table.
"Tea, Miss Katherine?" Maria asked, cordially.
"Ouch!" She exclaimed, before passing her tongue at Elijah. "Yes, Maria, thank you! You have to forgive my husband; he's quite an exhibitionist when the night comes…Who would guess, really?"
"Dear Lord, Mrs. Katherine, if it was only the exhibition of your husband, I could have survived." Maria rolled her eyes to the ceiling.
"Maria, you can hardly hold me responsible if you've received the visit of an "admirer" in the middle of the night." Elijah mocked, while smirking.
"Oh this is highly inappropriate, Mister Mikaelson!" Maria lowered her flushed cheeks, outraged. "I did not receive the visit of any man last night, not that I would scream the news on the roof top of this mansion! Actually it was your brother, Mister Klaus; he was posing as a nude model for your sister Caroline, Mrs. Katherine."
Both Elijah and Katerina spit their tea on the table, soon followed by their loud coughing sounds.
"What you mean by posing as a nude model?" Katerina asked, in shock.
"What did you just say, Maria?" Elijah exclaimed, dumbfounded.
"Oh no worries, no worries… It was actually kind of sweet." Maria commented, with a smile blessing her lips. "For what I could gather, your sister has a class assignment that requires painting a nude model, and Mister Klaus offered his services." She explained in details.
Katerina pushed her chair, before frantically raising on her legs.
"Sit down!" Elijah ordered his wife, while promptly grabbing her right wrist.
"But, maybe he…And she needs…" She tried to protest.
"No "but", just sit!" He insisted, before seeing his wife take her sitting position back at the table, under her pouting mood.
"Oh no, Mrs. Katherine, I can assure you that there is no reason to be concern. They were actually enjoying themselves, and laughing, and your sister was actually mastering the art of painting." Maria reassured the young woman. "It is actually me who was misplaced." She added, while rolling her eyes more.
"See, they are getting closer." Elijah repeated, softly, to his wife. "Don't make a fuss for nothing."
Katerina raised her worried sight in the one of her husband's, while taking a deep breath into her lungs, before nodding her head in agreement.
"Well, Maria, on behalf of my brother and I, I present you our deepest apologies for wandering in the Manor in our birthday suits." Elijah excuse himself and Klaus, while lowering his head to retain his laughter.
"Mister Mikaelson, I am so content that my embarrassment is brightening up your day! She replied, slyly, with her cheeks on fire, before turning on her heels, with the intention of storming out of the room.
"Maria!" Elijah called, apologetically. "I'm sorry…Just wait…"
"Yes, sir, what can I do for you?" She held her pace, while sighing loudly and turning on herself, before crossing her hands over her chest.
"Look at it this way, it could have been worst … He could have been visiting and you could have seen Kol?" Elijah brought the idea, while raising one of his eyebrows.
"Oh dear God, what would you ever brought this up?" Maria exclaimed, before storming out of the room, under the burst of laughter of both Katerina and her husband.
"You're bad!" Katerina accused Elijah.
"Yes, and I love it!" He replied, smiling, before grabbing his newspaper back in his hands.
Maria entered the parlor room, while humming a melody and directing her walking steps toward the bar, before grabbing a few dirty glasses to gather them on a silver tray.
She suddenly froze all her movements, her hand still holding a wet cloth, while instinctively feeling an intrusive presence in the room.
She turned on herself, before facing the man who was slowly stepping aside from the dark shadow of his standing position.
"Are you cleaning the Manor in the dark now, my dear?" Mikael Mikaelson asked, mockingly, while placing himself in front of the maid.
"Mister … Mister Mikaelson, I was not aware of your presence or unannounced visit?" She managed to let the polite greeting out of her mouth, while keeping her calm, before slowly raising her sight in the one of her husband.
"I wasn't aware that I needed a formal invitation to visit my son?" He arched an eyebrow, before gulping the alcohol and stretching his right arm to drop his empty glass on the platter, while brushing the skin of her arm in an almost unperceivable caress. "It's nice to see again, Maria." He whispered near her left ear, before drowning his sight in hers.
Russia, Moscow – Ludvig Petrov's Estate
The Russian vampire nodded discreetly at the two guards posted in front of the two gigantic wooden doors of the parlor room of this century Castle. They opened the doors to let him enter, before closing the panels behind his back.
"Petrov!" The vampire saluted, before making a cordial reverence.
"I hope you're bringing me news, Alexay?" Ludvig asked, while gulping a glass of vodka.
"да, я надеюсь," The said Alexay responded, confident, and with a devious smile twisting the corners of his lips. He reached Ludvig standing position near the foyer, before handing him an envelope.
"Don't be hopeful! Bring me "concrete". Hope if for the weak and we are not weak!" Ludvig lashed out, before grabbing the envelope. "We're playing a game of chess, Alexay, we can lose a few battles, but we'll win the war. What are these?" He asked, while raising the envelope and sight toward his cooperator.
"These are the pictures that you've asked for." Alexay responded, while nodding his head.
"Finally, that is what I call "concrete"!" Ludvig exclaimed, while smirking. "Beautiful girl, "Rebekah Mikaelson" I suppose?" He said, while looking at the picture. "She has the beauty of my Ingrid; but unfortunately for her she is also the daughter of my enemy." He noticed, sadly, while sliding his fingers on her features. "Did you locate her?"
"Yes, like we've expected, "She" was intercepted by one of our hybrids at the airport, in Paris." Alexay informed his boss. "Unfortunately, we lost one of our own."
"Of course we did, don't underestimate your enemy's strength, Alexay. As for our young hybrid, she was collateral damage, my friend, nothing less, nothing more." Petrov added, while sliding the pictures, one by one, in his hands, before narrowing his sight on a particular one. "Who's this? It can't be true, it's impossible?" Ludvig exclaimed, in shock.
"Their maid, I believe. She is of none importance to us." Alexay stepped by his side, while lowering his sight on the picture.
"It's not their maid; you idiot! I should have known that Yngve would have doubled cross me!" Petrov yelled, before throwing in rage, his glass on the wall, under a loud shrill noise of broken glasses. "
"But, but … I … I don't understand, Petrov, who is this woman?" Alexay asked, petrified.
"This woman is my Ingrid. She is alive you fool!" Ludvig exclaimed, in anger, under the shocked expression of the vampire.
Thank you for reading the "Game of chess – Part 1" chapter, guys!
I hope you've appreciated this first part filled with Klaroline and Kalijah moments, and the thrilling cliff hanger of Maria/Esther finally coming face to face with a part of her past, named "Mikael", at the same time Ludvig had learned that she was still alive. Part 2 will include Kol, Bonnie, Stefan and Rebekah.
Heading toward the saga of "The Port of Love" now …Until the next update,
Much love to all of my readers,
Lovely Vero
Thank you for all the anonymous reviews received, guys!
My answers are below.
Forever fun: Oui, ils commencent à s'entendre, mais comme le mentionne Klaus dans ce chapitre, l'éléphant était bien présent dans la pièce et se devait d'être adressé une fois de plus. C'est deux fortes têtes qui se ressemblent beaucoup au fond.
Guest: Thanks for appreciating the previous chapter title, sweetie. I'm "trying" to write the men in a seductive way, while never neglecting that they are far from being perfect, but they also have qualities that need to shine for my readers to enjoy them ;) Thanks for enjoying this story so much!
Justine: Petiteparenthèse! Ma note que je t'avais laissée sur ma fiction de danse à propos de SKFR aurait dû être effacée mais j'avais oublié ;) Bon, chapitre 14 de ta review: Je suis contente que tu apprécies Bonnie & Kol, qui se la joue cool quand en faits elle lui en fait voir de toutes les couleurs ;) Je vais quand même essayer de limiter l'exposition artistique et nudiste de Klaus à un minimum, car je crains pour ton cœur… LOL, pour ce qui est de Katerina et Elijah … Elle ne pourra jamais lui en passer une trop vite, il en a vu d'autres. Chapitre 15: Je crois que tu as bien compris la dynamite d'un pas en avant, un en arrière de Klaus et Caroline, et ce présent chapitre le montre encore très bien, quoi que là … On sent quand même qu'une grosse barrière a été poussée complétement à terre, et ce que cela fait du bien! Merci ma chérie pour tous tes commentaires.
Taming of the sh: I'm really happy you are enjoying their interactions "Rebekah & Stefan". I have to say that it is fun to write them. Damon? Honestly, up to date, I have no plan for that character to enter this story, but … lol … Who knows? I've said the same think for TPOL and the last chapter he made his entrance! ;) The beginning of Maria/Esther side story has finally started in this story; you'll learn a bit more with each passing chapter to come. Thanks for your awesome presence in the reviews.
IloveTvd: Your review made me smile, sweetie … I think you've enjoyed the naked side of Klaus ;) I'm almost certain that you will appreciate the follow up in this present chapter. Yes, I've created a bad boy with Elijah ;) It is making me smile, because I've been writing Elijah and Katherine for a long time now, and I always knew that this character was more than what meet the eyes, and while watching his naughtier side in the flashbacks of the spin-off, I realized that I was not far from the truth after all ;)
Grace: Oh sweetie, don't you worry, I will keep writing this story because there is so much more to tell about all the characters. ;)
If I have forgotten someone in the responses to the anonymous reviews, it was not intentional, and I thank you for it!