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.
Previously on Sweet kisses from Russia …
"Klaus…" She cried his name, before burying her fingers in the thickness of his hair, while grabbing and softly caressing his locks.
"No, no … I can't!" He mumbled, angrily, between his teeth. "I don't want to hurt you… You're everything to me, Love." He confessed, still left in deep turmoil, before pushing himself away from her.
"You won't hurt me! We are passed that …Klaus look at me?" She tried to encourage him, while crossing her arms in front of her naked chest.
"I can't, Carolina … I'm… I'm afraid for you, and I hate feeling this way!" He stammered, while turning his back to his wife. "Just go, please?"
Carolina rose on her shaking legs, before bending her upper body forward, while grabbing her t-shirt left on the floor to dress herself. She, then, courageously, walked toward the art shop door, before grabbing the door handle, while lowering her head on the wood panel, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths into her lungs.
"I'll wait for you in the bedroom; if we can't go pass this, we're doomed to ever be together. It's hard for me too, so hard … But, I'm willing to try, because I want you. At the end…It will be your decision to surpass your own demons or to let them kill you, Klaus." She admitted, before turning the handle and slamming the door on its arch and on her husband speechless facial expression.
Elijah entered the penumbra of his bedroom suite, before noticing Katerina standing position in front of the bay window, with her arms firmly crossed in front of her chest, and her sight drown into the darkness of the night.
"I'm sorry, beautiful; I've been retained at the office for an urgent matter. How's Maria, is she better?" He informed and questioned the brunette at the same time, while getting rid of his jacket, dropping it on an armchair and pulling on his tie, before suddenly holding his pace while noticing her silence. "Katerina?" He called, suspiciously, while frowning and approaching the young woman, before noticing the pieces of a broken cup on a side table.
"What happened?" He asked, incredulous. "What is this? Did you hurt yourself?"
She slowly turned on herself, while drowning her icy glance in his.
"It's a broken cup that used to be filled with blood." She responded, dryly, under the speechless expression of her husband. "How long were you planning to keep the secret of your vampirism from me? How long would I have been kept in the dark, Elijah?"
Chapter 17
"When the truth speak to you"
Musical inspiration: Полина Гагарина - "Adagio" – On Youtube
Elijah winced at Katerina's unexpected question, while standing motionless for a few seconds, with his dark glance drowned into the one of his wife.
"How did you find out Katerina, how? Who told you?" He managed to let the words out of his mouth, while nervously swallowing a lump in his throat. Katerina lowered her sight away from his, while keeping her silence.
"Who told you, answer me?" He repeated his question, in a louder voice, while passing a hand through his dark hair. This! This moment was exactly what he had been afraid since his brother had brought home this ludicrous idea of contracting an arranged marriage.
"Does it really make such a difference, Elijah?" She lashed out back at him,
"Yes, it does, Katerina!" He replied, before taking a step toward her position, while raising his right hand to his wife.
"Don't you dare coming near me, and don't you touch me!" She warned, while taking a few steps away from him, before hitting the wall behind her back.
"Katerina … Please… I would never, ever hurt you; you have to believe me, beautiful." Elijah pleaded, killed by his mixed emotion, while letting out a loud sigh, both hands now placed on each side of his waist.
"Would you lie? Would you manipulate two human girls from Russia into leaving their country, under false pretences?" She questioned, her fingernails entering the tapestry of the wall.
"You were the ones who offered your services at the marital agency; I did not oblige you into this marriage, Katerina." Elijah pointed a finger toward her, while blenching.
"You want to get technical on me now, Elijah? Let's get technical then! We offered our services to marry "humans"!" She lashed out, in anger, her chest rising under jerky breaths. "We were not the ones who lied about our real identities, or did you and your brother convinced yourself that it wasn't a lie?!"
"I know, Katerina… I'm just … I'm just trying to… I don't even know what I'm trying to do or say." He stammered, before stroking his eyelids. "I just … I don't want you to look at me like I'm some kind of a monster, exactly like you're doing now." He admitted, while raising his sight back in hers. "I see this fear in your eyes, and it's killing me inside." He added, with a broken voice.
"If you wanted me to look at you like something else than a monster, then, you should have been honest with me from the start." She managed to respond, while swallowing a lump in her throat. "At the moment I don't even know what or who you are."
"How was I supposed to do that?" Elijah lashed out, while pacing back and forth, in front of her sight. "How was I supposed to explain to you that I am actually a dead living man?"
"You should have done it simply like you're doing it now." She shrugged her shoulders. "It would have been better than finding it out by myself like I did."
"Oh Katerina…" He whispered her name, while trying to approach her again.
"Elijah! I've asked you to stay away from me." She warned once again, while raising a hand toward his standing position.
"Not to get technical or anything, but if I really wanted, I would reach your position and you wouldn't even have the time to blink an eye." He responded, while sighing loudly.
Katerina winced at his imply, while raising her chin in the air as a confrontational gesture.
"I'm not afraid of you." She mumbled, nervously, between her teeth.
"Why are you shaking and shivering this way then? I can hear your raising heartbeats from where I'm standing; your blood is pumping rapidly into your veins." Elijah whispered, subjectively, while narrowing his sight on her.
Even now, after a few months of happiness, and while their perfect world was tumbling on their shoulders, he couldn't do without desiring his wife with his entire vampire being. In a sense she was right to be afraid of him, he was a monster! If she only knew the erotic thoughts that were passing through his brain while hearing the blood circulating into her veins … He wanted to taste her so badly, but he wouldn't have done it without her permission … He wouldn't put her into this kind of emotional pain.
Katerina closed her eyes, before taking a few deep breaths into her lungs, tears filling her eyes…If she had to die in his hands, at least, she'll do it bravely, but what would happen to her sister Carolina then?
"Katerina, open your eyes, please look at me?" He pledged her to listen and obey.
She slowly raised her eyelashes and blurry vision in Elijah's direction.
"I won't hurt you… I want you to understand that I would never lay my hands on you or your sister, or put both of your life in danger on purpose… What… What I am, it has nothing to do with who I am when I'm with you… And I'm your husband; I care deeply about you, Katerina… That much is true, you can believe it, and you can believe in me...I swear it on my words of honor." He tried to redeem himself in her eyes. "You've been with me, we shared intimacy together, let your instinct guide you."
"Honor is what I thought you were all about, Elijah. Until … Until, this happened." She responded, breathless.
"I beg of you to give me the chance to explain, please, grant me that privilege, Katerina? If you and your sister want to leave after, me and my brother, we won't retain you." He begged her to reconsider; tear filling his eyes, before taking a few steps toward the bay window, while grabbing its edge with his shaky hands.
"I … I never thought I'll saw Elijah Mikaelson beg one day?" She responded in a murmur, while passing the back of her right hand on her teary cheeks. "You're shaking?" She noticed.
Elijah turned his empty stare toward his wife's standing position.
"I'm nothing without you, Katerina Petrova." He confessed, broken in pieces.
She closed her eyes, while keeping silent and nervously rubbing her hands together.
"I won't force something that you obviously don't want … I'll leave you alone. You can lock the door if you feel more secure this way. We'll make the arrangements tomorrow morning." He informed, before dragging his feet toward the exit, his hand now on the handle.
"Elijah?" She called, before seeing him turn his head toward her. "I knew about vampires prior to my arrival in London." She confessed in front of his speechless expression.
"Carolina, Carolina!" She heard her name being called repeatedly by her husband, soon followed by the slamming noise of their suite door.
She had run into the corridor, from the art shop to their marital suite, a hand firmly placed in front of her mouth to hold her cry, with tears rolling fluently on her cheeks.
She was now standing in the middle of their room, in front of the bed, her teary eyes closed, with her right hand raised over her neck, where she could feel blood pumping into her vein, with the beats of her heart rising dangerously into her chest.
"Carolina…" She heard the whisper, while feeling a draft of cold air touch her hair and shoulders when he suddenly opened their bedroom door.
She kept immobile with her back turned to his sight. She heard Klaus take a few walking steps to reach her standing position, before feeling the warmth of his hands grabbing her shoulders, while slowly turning her body around to face him.
"No, no. no, no …" Klaus shook his head, in distress, before raising both of his hands to cup Carolina's face. "Don't cry, please, Love." He implored, while closing his eyes and lowering his forehead on hers. "I never want to see you cry, ever again." He implored, while softly passing the back of his hands on her wet cheeks. "It tears me apart to see you like this." He let the admission out of his mouth, before drowning his blue sight in hers.
"You don't want for us to be together, it's ok … Maybe I don't know what is right anymore… And maybe I'm pushing the issue?" She stammered, while feeling a sobbing spasm hitting her.
"No, no … I want this, I want you … I want "us" more than anything." He confessed, while letting his lips talk for himself. He softly kissed her teary eyelids, both of her cheeks, before grabbing her chin to capture her salty lips.
Carolina let out a small cry of surprise, suddenly left under the sensual assault of his hard lips on her trembling ones. He slowly detached his mouth from hers, before gently raising his wife in his arms, while directing his walking steps toward the master suite bathroom.
"You trust me?" He whispered, softly, while pushing the door with his left foot, followed by the light switch, before entering the room.
She slowly raised her head and sight in Klaus's, her arms rose around his neck, before nodding her head in approval.
"Good, sweetheart" He smiled, before kissing her forehead, while slowly dropping her back on her feet. "Can you stand?" He inquired, while keeping both of his hands on her shoulders.
"Yes" She murmured as a respond.
"Ok, just wait here, would you?" He asked her to do, while nodding, before turning on his heels and directing his steps toward the bathtub on feet.
He opened both facets, before grabbing a bottle on an above shelf to pour the bubbly liquid under the running water. He, then, grabbed a box of matches left on the marble counter to light a row of candles placed alongside the bathtub, before turning on his heels to retrace his steps toward his wife.
"You still trust me, Carolina?" He whispered, softly, while cupping her face with both hands.
"Yes, I still trust you, Klaus." She nodded, her sight lost in his.
"Thank you for your trust." He responded, while brushing her lips of a tender kiss.
He lowered his hands from Carolina's face, unbuttoned his jeans, before slowly letting it slide on his legs, while tossing the fabric aside, before stretching his arm to turn the light switch off, and standing, once again, naked in front of her sight, with as only light, the glimmer of the candles.
"Are you afraid?" He murmured, while grabbing both of her shoulders. "Do you feel uneasy about taking a bath with me?"
"No I'm not. I think I've seen you naked quite oftentimes the past few days." She replied, smirking, while lowering her flushed cheeks.
"But you're shaking and shivering like a leaf?" He worried, while rubbing her upper arms. "I don't want for you to feel uncomfortable in my presence." He shook his head. "You need to tell me if …"
"No… I'm … I'm not afraid…Or uncomfortable…And I want this." She stammered, while reassuring him. "It's just not the same setting than the art shop." She blushed more, while glancing from the corners of her eyes at the bathtub and the candlelight. "And … I'm kind of nervous."
Klaus took a step backward, while dropping his hands from her arms.
"I don't want to push something that you don't want." He replied.
"No, no … I meant a "healthy" kind of nervous." She grabbed both of his hands, while reassuring him with a timid smile.
"You're sure?" He asked, uncertain.
"Yes." She nodded, confident.
He raised her hands to his lips, before kissing the tips of her fingers, one by one.
"Wait here." Klaus smiled, before turning his back and taking a few steps toward the bathtub, before closing the facets and straddling the edge of the tub to enter the water. "Come join me?" He invited Carolina, while handing his right hand to her.
"What do you mean you knew?" Elijah asked, in shock, while releasing his grip on the door handle before turning on his heels to face her.
"Please, leave the light off, would you?" Katerina asked of him, while seeing her husband raised his hand to push the light switch.
"I'll do as you wish, Katerina." He nodded, respectfully. "Can I … Can I take a few steps toward you?"
Katerina nodded her head in approval, before letting herself fall on the carpet, while leaning her upper body on the wall placed behind her back.
Elijah copy-cat her position, before letting himself dropped on the carpet, at the opposite wall of the bedroom, while facing his wife.
"Was it a glimpse of a smile that I just saw on your lips?" He noticed, observer, while raising his legs and encircling his knees with both of his arms.
"It's dark in the bedroom; you couldn't see a thing in front of your nose." She shrugged, while lowering her flushed cheeks, to hide her nervous need to burst into laughter. "Or do you have a supernatural sight? Is it related to your vampire abilities also?"
"No, it's related to a good night vision." He mocked.
"Fine, I was smiling, simply because … I was thinking that it must have been excruciating for you to sit on the carpet, in an Indian style. It goes totally against the good manners and impeccable etiquette of Duke Elijah Mikaelson." She couldn't do without snubbing him.
"See, what I'm able to do for you, Katerina Petrova?" He let a smile spread on his lips. "If I'm not thinking too much about the germs present on the carpet, I should be ok." He replied, scoffer, before regaining his seriousness. "How did you know about the vampire's existence?"
"I learned because of the escort agency." She confessed in a murmur, while swallowing a lump in her throat. "From time to time they would send us on dates with one of your kind. We would be asked to keep quiet about our involvement with the supernatural world, like those dates never happened." She informed him.
"You saw a few of vampires in Russia, then?" Elijah inquired, with interest.
"Yes" She nodded. "Though, I was one of the lucky ones, I never saw one of their transformations, or never had to …" She closed her eyes, while taking a deep breath into her lungs... Vampire or not, he was still her husband, and she felt uncomfortable to talk to him about her troubled past life. "I never had to share a bed with one of them. I was merely asked to accompany them into underground parties, secret society meeting, I supposed at the time."
"Why do you say that you were one of the lucky ones?" Elijah asked, while raising an eyebrow.
"A few weeks before leaving Russia to meet you, there were several attacks on the girls; the police would find them in the early morning, on the sides of the routes, with two distinct holes on their necks." Katerina explained. "Did you ever kill humans?" She asked him, point blank.
Elijah blenched under her unexpected question, before lowering his head on his knees.
"Yes" He responded, shamefully.
"Was it essentially to nourish you?" She asked more. "I … I know that you need blood to survive."
"No, not always…Sometimes it was to defend myself, or simply for the pleasure of the hunt… But, it was a long, long time ago. As of now we nourish ourselves with blood bags." He replied, while sighing loudly. "It's a process, Katerina, one day you're turning from a human being to a vampire the next. It involves stages."
"When did you turn?" She asked, nervously. "How old are you?"
Elijah let a nervous laugh out of his mouth, while rapidly passing a hand through his tangled hair.
"Remember when you thought I was old, Katerina? Well, you were kind of right." He responded, while biting his bottom lip.
"What … What do you mean, how old are you?" She asked, with a shaking voice.
"More than a thousand years old." He replied to his speechless wife, while raising his stare in hers.
Carolina stood motionless with her sight drowned in her husband's for a few seconds.
"If you don't want to join me, it is ok, Love, it's more than fine." Klaus whispered, softly, to his wife. "We can stop now … And…"
Carolina took a step forward toward his position, before sliding her trembling hands in his. He gently pulled her toward him, while still standing in the bathtub, before slowly proceeding to undress her. He raised his hands on her denuded shoulders, before sliding his opened palms on Carolina's upper and forearms, while creating a range of butterflies in her belly, where his fingers were touching her bare sensitive skin. He, then, grabbed the hem of her t-shirt to raise it above her head, before throwing the piece of clothes on the marble floor of the bathroom.
She stood bare chest with her perfect firm breasts exposed to his sight.
"You're so beautiful." He whispered, kissing the top of her head, before encircling her slender waist with both of his hands, while slowly sliding his fingers underneath the elastic of her sweatpants and panties, on the delicious curves of her butt. "If you want me to stop, you just need to say it, and I'll stop, sweetheart." He murmured near her left ear.
"I'm fine." She nodded, while raising her sight in Klaus's, her shaking hands rising on his muscular chest in slow circular motion, before closing her eyes and nibbling softly on his bottom lip under his moan of pleasure and surprise.
He pushed the remaining clothes down on her legs, before detaching his lips from hers, and taking a sitting position on the bathtub.
"Come in the water with me?" He invited Carolina, while smiling tenderly to the young woman, before handing his right hand.
She stepped away from the pile of clothes left at her feet, while grabbing his hand and entering the bathtub, before laying in the bubbly water, between his legs and the warmest of his arms, her head now resting on his chest.
"Are you comfortable?" He asked, while sensually sliding both of his hands on the length of her arms.
"Mm… Yes, very." She whispered, content, while grabbing his hands, before interlacing her fingers with his.
"I've reached heaven, holding you in my arms this way, Love." Klaus murmured, while raising his right hand to caress her short curls, before softly kissing the top of her head. "We need this moment between us, Carolina; we need to find peace within ourselves."
Carolina turned her head toward Klaus; with her sight now drown in his, her right hand rising to caress the manly line of his jaw, before closing her eyes and approaching her lips from his.
Klaus grabbed her chin, while closing his eyes and finally tasting the sweet aroma of her mouth, before deepening their kiss by sliding his tongue between her trembling lips.
She moaned sounds of pleasure, before pivoting and facing her husband to slide her arms around his neck, while letting Klaus invade her mouth and share this erotic exchange, both of their breathing intensifying under their mutual sexual arousal.
He let a grunt of satisfaction out of his mouth, both of his hands slowly caressing the silky skin of her back, while lowering them in the warmth of the water, before sliding his lips on her neck and firmly grabbing her butt to bring Carolina in full contact with his growing erection. She let out a cry of surprise, while retracting herself.
'I'm sorry, I'm sorry… I did not think…" He growled, madly, against himself. "I go too fast, and … Damn it, Mikaelson!" He swore to himself. "It's just because you're so beautiful and I want my wife so much."
"No, no … This time it's me!" She shook her head, while raising her right hand to caress his cheeks. "I want this, I want you, and I wouldn't be naked with you in this bathtub if this wasn't the case … It's just that …It's not what you think, it's …" She tried to explain, while feeling a fire reaching her face. "I'm just shy… And extremely nervous…You have this effect on me." She confessed. "And mostly I'm unexperienced, and most of the time I don't know what to do with myself, how to react…In many ways it feels like the first time to me."
Klaus startled at Carolina's admission, while raising his sight in hers, before swallowing a nervous lump in his throat.
"Do you … Do you know how… How happy it makes me feel to hear you admit this, Carolina? While giving me a second chance that I don't even deserve? Most of the time I forget your inexperience because you're so perfect to me." He stammered, while closing his eyes. "Love … I won't ever hurt you like I did in the past, I swear." He shook his head. "I just want to give you the most pleasure possible in my arms."
"I know that, now … I trust you." She confessed, honestly, while resuming her lying position in his arms. "Then, could you show me how to make love, could you caress me and give me pleasure?" She whispered her erotic request, before closing her eyes.
Klaus stood motionless for a few seconds, before closing his eyes and sighing loudly. Did she have any idea how provocatively erotic she sounded just now? One sure thing, his hard as a rock erection was proof enough that she was not aware of the emotional and physical effects she had on him.
"I'm as nervous as you are; you know, if not more… You need to show me what you desire... Direct my hands, Love." He whispered, while giving Carolina the confidence she needed within herself.
She grabbed both of his hands, before slowly placing his opened palms on the roundness of her breasts.
"You want me to caress your breasts?" He asked, softly.
"Yes." She whispered, with a trembling voice.
Her breathing intensified when Klaus firmly cupped, caressed and rubbed both of her breasts, before using the tips of his fingers to circle the aureoles in slow motion, while stroking and pinching the hardness of her erected nipples, in a mix of erotic pain and pleasure. She instinctively raised both of her arms around his neck to give him a free access to her offered body. She arched her back to bring her skin in closer contact with his hands, with her pelvic area rising instinctively in an up and down movement, at the same time his lips were now nibbling on her ear and devouring the left curve of her neck and shoulder.
Carolina grabbed his right hand, before gently pushing it under the water, on her belly, lower on her Venus mouth.
"You're sure?" He breathed heavily, while caressing her pelvic area.
She nodded affirmatively, while biting into her bottom lip when the tips of his fingers firstly brushed her intimacy, in light, almost not perceivable, touches, before using his thumb to stroke her swollen bump.
Klaus growled sounds of pleasure, while burying his head in the hollow of her shoulder. He could feel her arousal on his fingers, through the water, and this was the added proof he needed to confirm that his wife wanted him as much as he wanted her.
He strengthened his upper body in a sitting position, before encircling her waist, while still caressing her folds in slow erotic movements, under her intensified moaning and shortness of breaths. She positioned herself to rub her bottom on his sensitive and hard erection while providing him the hard and continuous friction needed to release his sexual tension.
They both climaxed and fell into the back of the bathtub a few minutes later, with their heavy breaths as only sound to fill the silence of the room.
"What?" She replied, in shock, with wide opened eyes. "How is this even possible? Your body is so well preserved for a man of thousand years old, how can you be so old and look like you do now?"
"I'm sorry for the laughter and if I seem amused… It's just…Count on you, beautiful, to make this sort of point blank remark." He shook his head, before stroking his wet eyelids. "I was in my thirties when I've turned."
"So, you'll look your human age for how long?" She asked, dumbfounded.
"I'll look this way forever, Katerina, I'm immortal." He replied.
"I can't even…" The young woman closed her eyes, overwhelmed with thoughts, while shaking her head in disbelief.
"It's ok, take your time." Elijah nodded. "I know it's a lot to process, but I'm here to answer all the questions that you need me to respond."
"At this rhythm, it'll take all night." She replied, while taking a deep breath into her lungs. "I won't be satisfied until I'll know everything."
"Then, it'll take all night; I'm here as long as you want me to be." He reaffirmed. "You're my wife, Katerina, for better or worse … We've reached our worse."
"It's now that you're thinking of bringing our vows to the table?" She replied, slyly.
"Yes, because I believe that we can't find a way to beat this, to understand each other." He replied, firmly.
"You'll sit on the carpet all night?" She raised one of her eyebrows, suspiciously, while retaining a smile from spreading on her lips.
"Yes, if I have to do it, I will." He responded, a rictus twisting the corners of his lips. "I'll endure this sufferance for you."
"Did you ever think of biting me since I've been married to you?" She asked, unexpectedly.
"That is what you want to ask me as first questions?" He blenched, while swallowing a nervous lump in his throat, before lowering his sight.
"Well, I'm sorry, Elijah, I've forgotten to bring my book of: "100 questions to ask to your vampire husband the day you'll find out he's one of them"!" She exclaimed, in rage. "Don't I deserve answers to all my questions after lying to me for months? Whatever order they'll come out?" She asked, dryly.
"Yes" He replied, while sighing loudly.
"Yes, I deserve answers?" She questioned.
"Yes, I thought of biting you…Multiple times." He responded, wincing.
Katherine startled, while bringing her legs near her chest, as a protective gesture.
"Katerina, don't be afraid of me, please?" He begged, while shaking his head. "It's eating me inside to see you fear me this way."
"You've just told me that you have thought of biting me, and you want me to sit tranquilly, with the slim chance that you could actually do it to me now?" she asked, while raising her shaking right hand over her mouth.
"I swear on my siblings' heads that I would never, ever, hurt you intentionally. If this had been the case, I would have done it already, I had plenty opportunities when I was lying by your side, in "our" bed, Katerina." He reassured her. "It's not the way you think." He tried to explain, while shaking his head.
"How many other ways is there to bite your wife and to suck her blood?" She asked, with a shaking voice.
"It's sexually." He replied, courageously, while swallowing a lump in his throat.
"What?" She exclaimed, dumbfounded.
"Exchanging blood while having intercourse with a partner is …" He tried to explain, before taking a pause to regain his countenance. "For vampires, it fulfils them, erotically speaking, it's the peak of their sexual arousal."
"I see…" Katerina responded, while lowering her flushed cheeks. "And me who thought that I was a professional, and knew how to please a man, I guess I was wrong." She added, dryly.
"Katerina, please… You perfectly know how sexually drawn to you I am." He replied, choleric. "Don't you mix the cards and diminish what we have between us in your head." He warned, before adding. "What else do you want to know?" Elijah inquired, while subtly changing the subject.
"Are all your siblings vampires?" She asked her husband, her thoughts centered on Maria. Does she know now, even while being amnesic? Is she feeding herself blood? Is she one of them?
"Yes." He nodded. "We are the Originals' Family."
"What is this even mean?" She wondered, while shrugging.
"Well…" He sighed loudly, while rubbing his hands together. "We are the first vampires; from us all the future lines of vampires were created."
"This… This is… This is not reassuring me at all." She stammered through her sentence. "So, are you more powerful or something?"
"Yes we are more powerful, and as oppose to ordinary vampires, we can't be killed." He replied, to her. "We are truly immortal."
"It's a bummer!" She crossed her arms in front of her chest, while rolling her eyes.
"Come on, Katerina, You wouldn't kill me, if you had the chance, and you know it." He replied, while fixating his sight on her.
"Don't be so sure of yourself, Duke Mikaelson." She replied, dryly. "I'm a Petrova and Russian after all; fire runs into my veins, I'm quite unpredictable when I want to be."
"If this was the case, you wouldn't be sitting with me, in the dark, in "our" bedroom, and on this carpet, while chit chatting, you would have tried to kill me already." He thought out loud.
"Tell me, if you were the first vampires, Elijah, who turned you as such prior to your present existence?" She asked.
"It was a curse that my mother put on us." He replied, while swallowing a lump in his throat.
Maria? That couldn't be possible? Could it?
"I don't know what to say?" She replied, in shock. "How could she put a … curse or spell on her all children?"
"If your mind is able to accept this fact: She was actually a witch." He gave her the short version of an answer. "She did it to protect us at that time, which could seem twisted now."
"Well, of course, how dumb of me….She's a witch!" She rolled her eyes even more. "I was at their convention last month, I should have known." She added, slyly.
"I know it's a lot to take all at once." He sympathised. "And to tell you the truth, there's not much to say to this point and discussing about it won't change anything." He replied to her. "We are what we are as of now, and nothing will change that fact."
"What about Klaus isn't he your half-brother?" She asked, hopeful of a miracle for her sister. "Is he a vampire too? And what about your mother, was she one too?"
"My mother is not with us anymore, there's not need to bring her into this." He winced, while avoiding the subject.
Damn! Thought Katerina, while biting into her bottom lip, she'll have to go directly to the source to know the truth …The source named: Maria!
"As for Klaus, it's different for him." He informed. "He's a hybrid."
"Ok, for whatever that means." She said, while trying to control her jerky breaths. "Is it better or worse for my sister?"
"Neither. He's carrying two genes inside of himself, he's a vampire and a …" Elijah frowned, while closing his eyes. This would certainly be hard for her to swallow. "And he is also a werewolf."
"Oh my God… This can't be happening!" Katerina lashed out, while grabbing her head with both of her hands.
"Katerina, it's going to be ok, let me …" Elijah tried to help, while rising on his knees.
"No, don't come near me, please, stay where you are!" She forbade him.
"Ok, calm down, I'll sit, I won't move." He reassured her, while taking back his sitting position.
"Werewolf… You mean like in the legends, a wild dog?" She asked, while biting her lips.
"Yes, but you shouldn't worry, he's not transforming at the full moon into one anymore." Elijah tried to appease her worries.
"Oh yes, I feel so much better now, Elijah." She replied, breathless.
"I'm doing my best, Katerina." He replied, while sighing loudly.
"What he is … Is it why he … I mean …" She tried to asked, but without able to let the words out of her mouth.
"Is it because Klaus is a hybrid that he has acted the way he did with your sister?" Elijah tried to help the young woman reformulate her thoughts.
She nodded, in approval.
"No and yes … We, my siblings and I, are the same people as we used to be as humans, Katerina, we mutate into vampirism, with our own amplify personal traits, but without changing the essence of our own being." He explained to her.
"He could hurt my sister… I mean, he could hurt her way more than he already did? Could he?" She panicked, while raising her hand over her trembling lips.
"Katerina look at me?" He implored, before meeting her gaze. "No, he won't hurt Carolina, because she is his wife and he fell in love with your sister. And frankly, to be fair, I believe she fell in love with him too."
"How … How could you even know that for sure?" Katerina asked, surprised.
They had dried themselves and wrapped body towels around their naked bodies, before having returned into the penumbra of their bedroom.
Klaus slowly detached the body towel around Carolina's body, before pushing the fabric down on her shivering silhouette, his fiery sight sliding on the delicious body curves of his wife.
"You're ok?" He asked, with an arched eyebrow, while raising his right hand, before caressing the softness of her cheeks.
She nodded with a timid smile spreading on her lips, while sliding both of her hands on his naked muscular chest, unknotting his own body towel placed around his hips, before throwing the damped fabric on the floor a second later.
"You're kind of naughty, Mrs. Mikaelson, what am I going to do with you?" He teased, while sliding his hands on her waist, his head buried in the right side of her neck, before surprisingly lifting her up on the bed.
She let out a small cry of surprise, soon followed by a delightful laughter sound.
"It takes one to know one." She replied, playfully, before feeling the weight of his body slowly sliding on hers.
"Listen to me." He ordered her, in a more serious tone of voice, while cupping her delicate face with both hands, his dark sight now lost in hers. "At any moment you want me to stop, for whatever reasons; you just have to tell me, ok, and I'll stop?"
"Ok" She nodded, smiling, while feeling his lips slide on her neckline. "Klaus?"
"Yes?" He raised his head, in alert.
"You're talking too much." She mocked, playfully.
"You're right, Love." He winked, before slowly sliding his right hand on the side of her left breast, down on her slim waist, lower on the delicious curve of her hip, before grabbing a hand full of her bottom, while letting his lips capturing her erected nipple, stroking the hard tip with his tongue, in an erotic suction pressure.
Carolina whispered her lover's name on her lips, her head rolling on the pillow, on both sides, alternatively, while curving her back to meet the hardness of his body, with both of her hands buried in his soft curls.
Klaus growled sounds of pleasure, while lowering his warm lips from her breast, to the soft skin of her belly, in a mix of kissing and licking, his tongue now teasing her belly button playfully. He gently grabbed both of her ankles to raise her knees, while granted himself the access to her burning chore. He left a range of burning kisses inside both of her thighs, before burying his head between her legs, his tongue softly sliding on her swollen folds, while avidly tasting the sour and sweet taste of her arousal on his lips and mouth.
Carolina was now panting heavily, left under a shortness of breaths, while grabbing the bedspread with both hands to help release the intense tension in her body. She suddenly strengthened her upper body in a sitting position, resting the weight on her left hand, before burying her right in his hair, while softly caressing his hair and pushing his head in a nearer proximity of her intimacy.
He raised both of his hands on each side of her pelvic, firmly keeping her immobile, while sliding his tongue inside of her, in an intense twirling erotic movement, before capturing between his lips, the over sensitive bump that would drive her over the edge of her sexual arousal.
Carolina let herself fall back on the bed, her eyes fully closed, before strongly grabbing the headboard with both hands… this was it, she would soon die! And then … Nothing? She felt the weight of Klaus's body sliding back on hers, while instinctively contracting her walls muscles, before opening her eyes widely. Klaus had thrust his hard member at the entrance of her chore.
"Shh… I won't move for a while, you'll get use to my presence inside of you." He reassured her, softly, while caressing her hair and burying his head in her neck. "Does it hurt you?" He asked in a whisper.
"A little bit…" She responded, breathless.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry…" He said, apologetically, while raising his head and drowning his teary sight in hers.
"Klaus, no, no… Don't be sorry, not this time, you have no reasons to be." She reassured him, timidly, before raising her right shaking hand to brush a tear away from his cheek. "It feels better already." She added, smiling, while brushing his lips of a kiss and crossing her legs around his waist, before slowly raising her hips to bury his length inside of herself, in a mix of intense pain and pleasure.
"Oh Carolina, Carolina …" He whispered her name, repeatedly, while sliding both of his hands above her head, on the length of her arms, before strongly interlacing his fingers with hers.
"Klaus…" She let his name out of her mouth, while welcoming him deeper into herself, with each strong and intense thrust of his pelvic. She finally reached her sexual peak, while contracting her muscles on his length, before crying his name, soon followed by his own cry of release.
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"Is it this powerful for everybody?" Carolina asked, curious, while raising her head from his chest, her sight drowned in Klaus's.
"No" He replied, truthfully, while sliding a strand of her hair behind her left ear.
"No?" She questioned, doubtful.
"No it's not." He shook his head, smiling. "It's only reserved to "us"." He added, while playfully stroking the tip of her nose.
"Then I'm glad… I'm glad it's only you and me." She concluded, sparks in her eyes, while lowering her head on his chest, with her hand softly caressing his manly skin in slow circular motion, before yawning and closing her eyes.
"So am I." Klaus responded, while caressing Carolina's hair, before kissing the top of her head.
A few minutes later, he lowered his head and sight to take a look at the young woman, only to notice that Carolina had fallen asleep in his arms, a blissful smile on her lips.
"Your sister stayed in London and waited for my brother's return for a period of six months, she found it within herself to forgive him, and as for him, he came back for her, if this is not love, then what is it?" Elijah shrugged to his wife.
"I couldn't say …" Katerina whispered, sadness filling her eyes, while lowering her sight away from his.
"You never even felt …" Elijah asked, sadly, without finishing his sentence.
"I've protected my heart all my life; men were a mean to an end, Elijah. I had never thought much about this sentiment called "love"." She shrugged. "That's why when I've met you; I thought I had found a way to be in a relationship with a man that I thought could at least bring me the foundation of respect and thrust." She added with tears filling her eyes.
"Oh Katerina…" Elijah whispered her name, left under a range of turmoil. "You have "me"; I swear you can trust "me". If I kept quiet it was for your own protection and the one of your sister, and because I was so afraid that you would reject what I am, because as much as I want to change, I can't change that fact… I'm a vampire."
"Tell me something, Elijah, why would you and your brother pick ordinary human girls to marry when you can obviously have immortal ones by your side." Katerina lashed out.
"Because I don't want any other human girl or vampire one, I want "you", Katerina Petrova. You're the only woman that I've wed in thousand years, and I take our vows seriously." He responded, firmly, to her. "If this was not evident to you, I'm sorry." He added. "The first day I saw you, I knew that you would be my perfect match, beautiful."
Katerina felt an intense fever reaching her cheeks, with the beats of her heart rising dangerously in her chest… The way he was staring at her, the way he made her feel, she knew instinctively that no other man could ever achieve it.
"Now that I know, maybe I'll leave you for good, Elijah? Did you think of that?" She responded, while raising her sight in his. "It would be my right."
"I won't retain you by my side, Katerina; I'll give you the respect and thrust that you deserve, and I'll let you go, you'll be free of me." He confessed, truthfully to his wife. "But I want you to stay; I want you to give us a chance, I don't want to lose you, Katerina, I don't want to lose my wife."
"I… I don't know what… What this even means?" She stammered, nervously, while passing a hand through her long curls. "I don't know what being the wife of a vampire implies?" She asked more. "I don't know how my sister will react?"
"You've lived with a vampire for months, Katerina; it will exactly be the same between us." He reassured her.
"Except that you're drinking blood to keep you alive." She repeated this fact more to herself than for his behalf. "Did you eat food in front of us as a decoy?"
"No" He smiled, while shaking his head. "We still enjoy food; both of your presence did not change anything about our daily routine."
"Elijah?" She called his name.
"Yes, Katerina, what do you want to know?" He replied.
"Tell me the truth…Were you planning of turning me as a vampire one day?" She asked, while nervously rubbing her hands together.
Elijah closed his eyes, while lowering his head and sighing loudly…Count on this beautiful, intelligent woman to ask the right questions.
"No, not as of now, I was not planning to turn you." He replied, honestly.
"But, you wanted to do it later, am I right?" She asked, breathless. "I would be aging, and you would stay young and …"
"You've always said that I was kind of looking old." He mocked, while trying to relax the atmosphere.
"I want an answer, Elijah." She begged him to answer.
"Yes, I thought of turning you, eventually." He replied, shamefully. "Not because I'm afraid of seeing you aging, Katerina, it's because I don't want to lose you to death. The thought of it is making me sick." He let the whisper out of his lips, while raising his sight in hers. "But I would never do it against your will, you have to believe me." He reassured her. "It's in your hands now, It all depends if you want to stay by my side or not?"
"I don't know if I can believe in you anymore." She replied, while shaking her head and swallowing a lump in her throat. "I'll need time to think… I'll need time to figure out how to explain this to Carolina."
"It shouldn't be your place but her husband." Elijah suggested.
"Give me a day or two." She asked of him.
"I'll give you all the time you need." Elijah nodded, respectfully.
After hours, Katerina Petrova had finally fallen asleep with her body curled on the carpet, and her head tucked between her arms.
Elijah rose on his legs, while silently approaching his wife laying position, before kneeling by her side to raise her frail silhouette in his arms. He carried her toward their bed, while opening the bedspread and laying her on the mattress, before covering her body of the sheet. She moaned in her sleep, while turning her head on the pillow, but without fully waking up.
"Oh Katerina … I've never wished for you to be so hurt and lost in all of this." He whispered, tears filling his eyes, while lowering his upper body near hers, before softly kissing her forehead. "Sleep my angel; you have my heart in your hands now." He added, before turning on his heels and leaving the bedroom.
"You woke up early and you are already dressed?" Carolina noticed, smiling, while yawning and stretching her arms above her head. She strengthened her upper body in a sitting position on the bed, before raising the sheet on her naked chest.
Klaus picked up his leather jacket on an armchair, before turning his sight toward his wife, a sudden smile blessing his lips…She was so beautiful with the morning light on her short hair.
"I did my best to not wake you up, Carolina, you were snoring like a pig, in the early morning." He mocked, while taking a few steps to reach the bed, before lowering his head to capture her soft lips. "Morning, Love." He greeted her, before pushing himself a step away from their kissing embrace, a glimmer of admiration in his eyes… This beautiful woman who was holding his heart and soul in her hands was "his" wife, he couldn't be more proud.
"I don't snore!" She protested, vehemently, while hitting his chest with both of her closed fists.
"I beg the difference, sweetheart, you do. There's this adorable sound that's coming out of your mouth actually." He replied, scoffer, while caressing her hair.
"You really need to leave, now?" She questioned, annoyed.
"Sadly yes, but I don't want to leave "you"." He comforted her. "Elijah wants to see me at his downtown office, but I shouldn't be long." He added, while caressing her cheeks. "Don't you have school today?"
"I feel like staying at home and wait for you." She smiled, shyly, while shrugging her shoulders. "We could pass the day in bed?" She added to him, seductress.
"I like the way "my wife" think. Don't tempt me, Love." He replied, hoarsely, while grabbing her chin, before brushing her lips once more. "I'll be back in your arms sooner than you think, or you'll be back in mine, as you want to put it." He promised her, while advancing toward the bedroom door.
"Klaus?" She called his name softly.
"Yes, Love?" He replied, while holding his pace and turning his sight in Carolina's.
"I'll be in yours for all the days of our life as of now." She added, sincerely, before seeing him leave the suite, a smile plastered on his lips, from ear to ear.
After more than one thousand years, the hybrid could finally taste what "happiness" truly meant…
Carolina strolled happily into the corridors of the mansion, barefoot and dressed of a PJ short and a tank top, before directing her walking steps toward the kitchen. She pushed the swinging doors, before passing her head inside to see if the maid had arrived for her morning chores.
"Maria…Maria are you here?" She called, but only the silence responded her call.
She stepped inside the kitchen, while directing her walk toward the pantry. She was eager to meet Maria today, and finally tell Klaus's mother about her reconciliation with her son. But most of all, she was famished! After the night she had passed in her husband's arms, she felt like she had no more energy inside of herself. She blushed at the erotic images coming into her mind, while opening the doors in search of a chocolate spread to put on a slice of bread. She came empty handed, before finally remember that Maria had mentioned to her that there was a food reserve and a cold room in the basement.
She grabbed the key ring attached to a hook, while storming out of the kitchen. She descended the stairs leading her steps to the cellar, before sliding a few keys inside the lock, before finally finding the right one. She pushed the steel door, while turning the light switch and entering the basement.
There were two walls filled with expensive bottles, of what seemed to be a wine cellar. Carolina strolled by it, before finally seeing Maria, her back turned to her sight in front of an opened freezer.
"Here you are, Maria!" She exclaimed, joyfully, while entering the cold room. "I was actually looking for you and a jar of chocolate spread to be honest."
The maid remained motionless, with her head leaning forward.
"Maria, are you ok?" Carolina asked, while suddenly losing her smile.
"Just… Just go, my child, leave, I'll… I'll see you upstairs; I'll be there in a second…" Maria stammered through her sentence.
"What is it? Are you sick?" Carolina asked, while reaching the maid's standing position.
"Please, leave!" Maria begged the young woman to do, while raising her left hand to stop her.
"No, I won't leave if something is wrong with you?" Carolina replied, before grabbing Maria left shoulder to force the maid to face her.
Carolina startled, while rapidly stepping away, before hitting the wall behind her back. In front of her, the horrible sight of Maria standing with what seemed to be a blood bag in her hands, with a trickle of the red elixir streaming down her chin.
A cry echoed in the silence of the morning, loud enough to shack the walls of the manor.
"Carolina?" Katerina yelled her sister's name, while waking up at the loud scream, before strengthening her upper body in a sitting position on the bed.
Writer's note
Dear readers, I'm taking a well deserve time off from writing in December, to enjoy the Holidays with my family. But before hands, I wanted to warmly thank all of you who are presently aboard this fiction. You took a chance with a story that was out standards, you took a chance with my ability to give it justice, and that my friends, was highly appreciated. I wish you from the bottom of my heart, the best Christmas ever, and a good health and tone of happiness for the New Year 2014! I'll come back to "Sweet Kisses from Russia" in the New Year for the continuation of this fiction.
Thank you for reading the "When the truth speak to us" chapter, guys!
This chapter was essentially centered on both pairings, and it was my Christmas gift to all of you. I know that you've been waiting forever for Klaus and Carolina "get together" and I was happy to offer it to you. Before you all try to kill me (lol), I wouldn't be the writer that you know, appreciate, and love if I hadn't put a huge cliff hanger before the Holidays. ;)
Heading now toward the last update before 2014, the saga of "The Port of Love"!
Much love to all of you guys!
Lovely Vero
Thank you for all the anonymous reviews received, guys!
My answers are below.
Forever fun: I'm a cruel writer ;) What can I say? I have this thing for huge cliff hanger, like the present one by example that I am leaving in the hands of the writers until 2014 ;) Thanks for your fun review, sweetie, it had put a smile on my face.
Guest… Who said that she/he loved the story, thanks so much!
Grace: Katherine certainly found out the truth, and now it appears it is Caroline! I'm listening to my sixth sense a lot with this story, and I believe it was time to put the cards on the table. Thanks for your review, sweetie.
Justineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee: Mais dis, je suis doublement gâtée, pas une, mais bien deux reviews! Ma chérie quand tu as parlé d'obstacles entre Klaus et Caroline dont ils devront franchir avant d'être en parfaite harmonie ensemble, tu n'as pas d'idées à quel point ;) Je me sens un peu cruelle dans cette histoire, mais en même temps, et à mon opinion, c'est ce qui l'a rend si captivante également. Vivement que Mikael décanille? Bon Dieu, ce que j'ai ris! Merci pour m'apporter ce plaisir. Tu as raison quand tu parles des deux derniers chapitres apportant la charnière à la trame narrative… Ces derniers ont mis en place les fondations pour l'aventure qui se dresse devant nous, et laisse-moi te dire que sera toute une aventure! Avec le présent chapitre, Klaus et Caroline ont fait un pas de géant, et me voici la méchante bousillant le tout à la fin ;) LOL … Mais, c'est un mal nécessaire, il faut qu'elle sache et vite! Gros merci pour cette merveilleuse analyse que tu me laisses ma chérie, et j'en profite maintenant pour t'embrasser et te souhaiter des Fêtes de Fin d'Année remplies d'amour et de joie.
IloveTVD: First off, I really hope that you're feeling better with your health? And as for your last review; you're a sweetheart, thanks for believing what you wrote.
Ha33: Thanks for your appreciation, sweetie. And I hope you'll enjoy this cliff hanger as much as the last one ;)
If I have forgotten someone in the responses to the anonymous reviews, it was not intentional, and I thank you for it!