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Chapter 19: (Warning: Heavy Smut Ahead)

Almost as soon as Mari unlocked the door to her hotel room, she was pushed up against the wall. Kol's chest pressed into her back, and his hand took her wrists in his, lifting them over her head to hold them against the wall. His tongue trailed up her neck, stopping at her ear and dropping down to aid Kol is kissing and nipping at her throat.

Behind them, Klaus moved the Do Not Disturb sign around to the outside doorknob and pushed the door closed. He clicked the lock into place, then turned to Kol and Mari. He didnt plan to let Kol have all the fun, so with vampiric speed, he snatched Mari away and picked her up, his hands holding her weight by her thighs that were now around his waist.

Mari let out a gasp of surprise, but she barely had time to recover before Klaus' lips were on hers, hungrily kissing them as he moved her towards the bed. She clung to him a little tighter as he lowered her down onto the mattress.

He broke away from her, and she found herself missing his touch. However, it was quickly replaced by Kol's arms scooping her up, pulling her towards him like she weighed nothing. He sat her upright on the bed, kissing her, biting at her bottom lip gently. Klaus slid onto the bed behind her, and she felt his hand pushing her hair away from her neck.

Her breath hitched in her throat as Klaus buried his fangs in her shoulder. It was hard to even focus on his bite when Kol had slid down to pry her knees apart. He bit into her inner thigh, and Mari's hands balls into fists with the blanket between her fingers.

"W-wait," she panted, moving a hand from the bed to Kol's shoulder. "Kol, wait." He sat up, looking her in the eyes. He could hear her voice wavering, like it always did when she was afraid. He lifted a hand to her cheek.

"You alright, love?" He asked her softly. Klaus removed his fangs from her, placing a gentle kiss against the side of her neck.

"I just..." She let out a long, unsteady breath. "I need a minute. I need to..." She pushed Kol back a little, then slipped away from them both entirely. She stood at the edge of the bed, shaking a little. She looked between the two of them, eyes full of fear and guilt. "I'm going to take a shower." She scurried off to the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

"She's like an adorable little virgin," Klaus murmured, laying back against the headboard. Kol glanced over at Klaus, then at the bathroom door, wondering if he was pushing her too hard.

"Perhaps that's the mistake we're making," Kol said quietly. "We're treating her like she's experienced, but it's becoming obvious that she's not. Perhaps we should treat her like a virgin. And take things slow for her."

"It's been nearly a century since I've been with a virgin, Kol. Perhaps you best take the reigns for awhile. Wasn't your precious Davina untouched before you did the honors?" Klaus asked, crossing his ankles and resting his head back on his arms. Kol shot him a quick glare,

"She isn't Davina." He didn't like them being compared because he knew she already felt like nothing more than a temporary replacement for Davina and Camille. He didn't want her to feel that way anymore. "Besides, it's a much different situation."

"Should we call it a night then?" Klaus asked, sitting upright again. "Perhaps it's best we let it be." Kol wanted Klaus to leave, but he wasn't prepared to give up on Mari. He stood up, then headed to the bathroom. Klaus laid back down on the bed, propping his head up on his arms once again and relaxing for awhile.

Mari bit her bottom lip nervously as she heard the bathroom door open. Her arms instinctively hugged her upper body. Kol pushed the door closed, then tugged off his tee shirt. He paused for a moment before going any further.

"May I come in, love?"

"In?" She asked. "In the shower?"

"Yes," he replied calmly. "I'll keep my hands to myself, darling, I just want to enjoy a shower with you. It's alright to say no." Mari peeled back the shower curtain a little, eyes scanning him. Seeing him standing there, without a shirt, toned abdomen on full display, it was hard to decline. It wasnt like Mari didn't want him, or Klaus. She was just afraid of being a one time fling.

"Okay," she finally answered. Kol smiled at her, then began unbuttoning his jeans. He slid out of them, then pushed his boxers down before stepping out of them. He pulled back the curtain and stepped into the shower with her.

She stood with her back to him for the first few minutes, though she could still feel his gaze raking over her bare body, from her shoulders, down her spine, and over her bottom.

"Mari, darling, what are you so afraid of?" He asked her, reaching around to cup his hand under the hot water. "I know it's intimidating, to bare your heart, soul, and body to someone, but what frightens you so?"

"I just... I haven't been with anyone in a long time, and I..." Mari sucked in a deep breath, then turned to him, finally. "I don't want to get this close to someone else just to lose them again. I don't want to be a fling or one night stand for anyone."

"If you're worried about being a fling, you shouldn't be. Mari, love, as much as I haven't wanted to admit it, my feelings for you are genuine." Her cheeks flushed, so he leaned down to kiss them. His arms snaked around her lower back, staying away from any parts of her that might make her nervous or anxious. "I'm confident that Klaus has real, genuine feelings towards you as well. He doesn't work this hard for anything he doesn't truly desire."

"I don't understand. I have nothing to offer you," she frowned at him. "Why do either of you want me?" Kol chuckled a bit.

"We want you to be you," he told her honestly. "We don't need anything else. You already are exactly what we both needed." She nodded at him, and he hoped she was finally beginning to understand. "If you don't want to be intimate, I understand, love. Just say the word and we'll leave."

"No," she shook her head. "I want this. I do. I just..." She let out a long sigh, then reached up to wrap her arms around his neck. She lifted herself on her toes and kissed him softly. "Don't make me regret this," she whispered up to him.

"I won't." His hand tangled itself in her soaked blond locks, holding her firmly so he could kiss her deeply, passionately. Kol pulled her body completely against his, and the skin to skin contact excited Mari more than she expected. Her heart started to race, and her breathing quickened.

His hands dipped low to scoop her up by her bottom. She flinched at the firmness of his hands against her bare skin at first, but she stopped caring once she felt his stiffness against her. Oh, it had been so long since she'd been with a man, or with anyone for that matter. It was difficult, going without intimacy or affection for years after once having both.

Kol pushed her back into the wall of the shower, using it as support though it was nothing to hold her up. To him, she was no heavier than a feather. He continued to kiss her, though it was more like his lips were ravaging hers hungrily. He'd thought about this moment for months, so, so eager to know what she felt like.

"Ah," Mari gasped as his fang accidently cut open her bottom lip. Kol didnt seem phased, but instead took the opportunity to suck on her bottom lip, drawing out the blood to drink. Her eyes widened a little when he shifted her so his member was poking at her lower region, asking for entrance. "Slow," she pleaded with him, knowing it would likely hurt a little since it'd been so long.

"Of course, love." He pushed her down a little, but she quickly put a hand on his chest, causing him to pause. His eyes lifted to hers. "What's wrong?"

"What about Klaus?" Mari desperately wanted to avoid any confrontarions between Kol and Klaus. Tensions between the brothers had been high lately, and Mari was well aware that most of it was because of her. "I don't want to upset him."

"I'll share," he sighed, and Mari could tell immediately that he most certainly did not want to share. "But let me have a moment alone with you before I do. I've waited for this moment for some time, and I want to enjoy it. Just for a bit." Mari nodded,

"Okay." Kol kissed her once more, then pushed his hips forward. The hot water pouring on them help him ease into her, but he was still surprised at how much her body resisted him. Mari clung to him, eyes squeezed shut tightly and teeth clenched as she struggled to adjust to the sudden intrusion. Her legs tightened around him, and her nails dug into the skin of his shoulder blades on his back.

"Am I hurting you?" He asked her, though he continued pushing as far as she would let him. Mari shook her head, which was clearly a lie but neither of them wanted the moment to end even if it did hurt. Kol forced himself to move slowly, gently, knowing that it had been some time since she'd been in such a situation.

Her legs tightened around him again, pulling him closer, forcing him deeper. Kol let out a groan, then braced his palm against the cool tile wall. His other arm stayed planted around her back to hold her up and against him. Mari had to admit to herself that she really liked the reaction she got from him, even if she was a little sore from her own actions.

With a firm grip on her, he lifted her up a little, retreating back to her entrance. He pushed back in, then pulled, then pushed, still moving slowly, still being gentle despite how her legs encouraged him to move faster. Her desire was evident, but Kol knew well enough if he wasnt careful, he would hurt her and leave her sore the next day.

Finally, her body started to relax, to adjust, and each time that he stretched her to fit himself hurt a little less than the last, until it didn't hurt at all. She panted and sighed with each movement of his hips, her head falling forward onto his shoulder, eyes closing, hands clinging to his biceps.

Kol hadn't expected it to be so... extraordinary. He had been with countless women over the century, but it was always significantly better when it was with someone he cared for. Mari was no exception. It was a phenomenal feeling, making love to her, drawing all of those cute little mews and moans from her plump pink lips. He was in love, not only with her, but also how she felt when he was inside of her.

Kol's little moment of bliss was intereupted when the bathroom door opened. He paused his movements, and Mari lifted her head to look at the shower curtain.

"That's quite enough," came Klaus' voice. Mari jumped a little as the shower curtain was thrown back. "Come here, love. Don't let my dear brother hoarde you for himself." Klaus scooped her up under her arms effortlessly, pulling her away from Kol entirely and cradling her in his arms like his new bride. He turned and headed into the bedroom with her in his arms.

Kol lingered in the shower for a moment, his eyes darkening and a growl hesitating at the back of his throat. Of course Klaus would come in to steal Mari away. Kol should've known his elder brother wouldn't be able to stand being left out for long. While he wanted to fight to have Mari to himself, Kol knew that now wasn't the time. He'd ruin everything, for Mari and himself.

Mari felt exposed as Klaus laid her back on the mattress, completely unclothed and at his mercy. He, too, began with passionate kisses to her mouth and throat. The hand that wasn't supporting his weight as he hovered over her chose to explore her body, her curves, running up her side, then back down to her soft thigh. He pulled it up to his side, then slid his hand back up along her side.

He trailed kisses down her neck and collarbone, moving down further and further until his lips ghosted over her bare breast. Her back arched a little. Her chest was a sensitive area and always had been. Her reaction made it clear that it should be a point of interest for Klaus, so he worked his lips, his tongue, over the center of each breast.

Mari cried out as he bit down on one of her soft breasts, drawing blood and flicking his tongue over the nipple that rested between his fangs. She let out a long whine, unable to help herself as a flurry of pain and pleasure brought about mixed feelings. Klaus had never been as gentle as Kol, and she was a little ashamed that she was enjoying it anyways.

Then again, it was Klaus. From the moment she met him, she had been attracted to him. He was the gentle one for a long time, the one that acted as a protector, a white knight. It was funny how the more she got to know them, the more she realized Kol was the gentle one. Klaus was much too fierce, much too eager and decisive. He knew what he wanted, and he just so happened to want Mari.

He removed his fangs from her breast, then sat back on his knees. Mari sat up with him, her own sense of eagerness taking over in that moment. She immediately began fumbling with his belt, clumsily pulling it apart so she could work on the button. Once the zipper was undone, Klaus pulled off his tee shirt. Mari bit into her lip nervously, then looked up at him.

Klaus took her small face in his hands, bending slightly so he could kiss her roughly but reassuringly. It seemed to be enough to melt away her hesitation. Mari's hands began to move again, tugging down his jeans and briefs enough to free his hard member from its confines. She was surprised how close in size he and Kol were, though Klaus seemed to be a tad thicker. It was a weird thought, and she blushed because of it. When had she turned into this girl?

Klaus led her back on the bed, his lips still working with hers. One of his arms slid under her knee, lifting her right leg to give him better access. Finally, after all the times he wondered what it would be like, after all of the rejections and the temptations, he would finally know what Mari felt like, inside and out.

She whimpered a little as he stretched her a bit further, pushing her leg up higher so he could slide deeper. It hurt, at first, as it had with Kol.

"Mari, love," he panted. She opened her eyes to meet his gaze, and he grinned that infamous grin down at her. "Are you pleased?" Kol hadn't asked her any questions or made her talk. Having to answer him made her cheeks burn and flush bright red.

"Y-Yes," she stuttered out, hands moving down to rest against his sides. Klaus chuckled at her shyness. He hoped he could break her out of her shell, but for now, he just wanted to enjoy the moment. His hips began to move, and her grip on him tightened.

Kol had considered waiting it out in the bathroom with the shower to help drown it out a little. However, after a few minutes, Mari's moans and whimpers reached his ears. The shower wasn't enough to block it out completely. Hearing her make those sounds and not being a part of it bothered him. No, he couldn't hide out all night.

Despite his distaste for seeing Klaus being intimate with Mari, or any woman for that matter, Kol wrapped a towel around his waist and ventured from the bathroom. Mari's eyes widened a bit when she noticed Kol lingering in the doorway. She looked ashamed and embarrased, which made Klaus pause his movements.

In all their centuries of living and seducing women, Klaus and Kol had never shared one before. They had slept with the same woman at different times, but this was uncharted territory. Neither knew exactly how to act, how to make it work. But they shared a few common desires, such as making Mari comfortable and making her feel good.

Mari instinctively pulled the blanket across the bed to cover her and Klaus from view. Klaus hated making her feel guilty, so he rolled to her side and propped his head up on his hand. Mari sat up, pulling the blanket up to her chest and blushing something fierce.

"Don't look so guilty, darling," Kol smiled at her. It was a comforting smile, as he hoped it would be. Her grip on the comforter loosened a little. "If we were just going to fight with one another, we wouldn't have brought you here together."

"Kol is right," Klaus agreed. He let his hand roam over her thigh under the blankets, and his fingertips ventured around to where he had touched her before, in the alley behind the bar. Her eyes closed again, a common response, it seemed, when she was introduced to any kind of pleasure she was even a tiny bit unsure of.

Kol braced himself for the consequences of the evening, then slid into bed on the opposite side of Mari from where Klaus was. She was surprised, having never expeected to be sandwiches between the two Mikaelsons even in her wildest dreams.

Klaus decided to be a good sport, so he gentle eased her onto her side so that she was facing Kol. Mari looked back at him for reassurance, which he gave her by lifting her wrist to his lips and carefully biting into it.

Kol understood the gesture of temporary truce that Klaus extended, and he certainly wasnt going to waste it. He lifted her leg against his hip, and Mari pried apart the towel to leave him bare once again. He shifted her a little, then pushed back through her tight walls. Mari whined from the pleasure.

Klaus dropped her hand, licked the blood from her lips, then let his hand roam around to grope her incredibly sensitive breasts, fingers pinching and prodding at all the right places while Kol continued his thrusting. Klaus began kissing her again, her neck, her shoulder, and the spot just under her ear, all the while kneading at her perfect, soft breasts.

The overload of senses was enough to push her to that edge, the one she hadn't reached in too long. It built up so quickly, and in no time at all, Kol's stedy rhythm threw her into ecstacy.

"Kol!" She cried out, grabbing onto his arms with both hands as her body began to shake with pleasure. Kol continued his rhythm, only stopped when she cried out from a particularly deep thrust. Kol had gotten exactly what he wanted, to hear her crying out his name as she reached her climax for the first time. Before the aftershocks even stopped, Klaus pulled her back against him.

"Let's not end this so soon, Mari, dear," he purred in her ear as he hand reached around to get ahold of her knee. He lifted her leg even higher, shifting a little so that he could reach the part of her he wanted to touch the most. Kol bit back his jealousy. After all, Klaus had done the same for his sake.

"W-Wait, Klaus," she panted heavily, but he didnt wait. Klaus pushed his hips up, burying his entire length inside of her and making her cry out again. Everything was so much more sensitive now, after her explosive orgasm with Kol. Klaus' firm chest that she always loved to feel was bow pressed into her back as other parts of them connecting more aggressively.

Kol lifted her face to kiss her, making sure that Klaus didn't dominate her thoughts entirely. She struggled not to moan against his lips, but if Kol was being honest, he found it incredibly sexy every time one would slip and she'd hum with pleasure against his lips. He loved it. He loved her.

Mari broke away from the kiss to turn and look at Klaus, feeling as though she owed him, at least for a moment, her full attention. He used it to kiss her as well, briefly, before biting down on her shoulder once again. His hips sped up, as if her blood spurred him on.

Mari felt like she was learning a lot about them, though it was hard to focus on much other than Klaus pumping in and out of her. She learned that Klaus liked to bite during sex, a lot more than Kol. It turned him on, she figured, as the blood brought him pleasure like everything else did.

Kol was much more gentle, much more focused on things like kissing her and being connected to her emotionally as well as physically. Even though they made love differently, it was all amazing. Neither was better than the other, just different. Both were incredible lovers, and she was in a state of absolute bliss with the two of them paying so much attention to her and her previously pleasure deprived body.

After a few more minutes, the feeling in her gut began to build again. She began to tighten around Klaus, so he picked up the pace a little. He knew that another orgasm was rapidly approaching, and he wanted to make it as wonderful as possible.

"Mm, Klaus, don't stop," she breathed, hand reaching back to grab his lower arm. She only lasted a few more thrusts before she reached yet another climax. They were both way too good at what they did, and Mari knew it would be hard for her to keep up or last very long with them.

Klaus held on tightly as she convulsed, and her body tried to force him out. He pushed a little harder to maintain his position, and once the aftershocks passed, and she began to relax, he let himself slip away from her.

"Do you regret it?" Klaus hummed just below her ear, kissing her neck gently and throwing his arm over her. Kol shot him a quick stare, as if he shouldnt have asked her such a question. However, Mari just rolled onto her back and looked directly at him.

"As long as you both stay, I will never regret it." It was a quick answer, an easy one. Klaus brought his hand up to her cheek, brushing his thumb over it gently.

"Im not going anywhere," he promised. Kol hated to hear it, but at the same time, he knew how much it would have hurt Mari if Klaus had sex with her then lost interest entirely. Even if it wasnt what Kol wanted, letting Klaus care about Mari was the best thing for her.

"Neither am I," Kol added, throwing and arm around her waist and turning to be closer to her side. He closed his eyes and rested his chin against her shoulder.

They would all take each day as it came. Their situation was unique, and new to all of them. No one had a definite idea on how to handle this new arrangement, or what was going to become of them if they stayed like that, with Kol and Klaus both in love with and by Mari's side. Either way, for the moment, they were all content. They would try their hardest to keep it that way.