Rated M! A lot of graphic smut! I'll end the chapter immediately after it so you won't miss anything in the story, thanks, guys!
Back at the hotel, Elena went straight to her bedroom, her emotions coming in waves as she experienced sadness, grief, denial and rage over and over again; she paced across the floor, her head in her hand as she thought back to the plantation and how she wished she wasn't here alone again with him.
She walked into the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror with her hands pressed on the counter; she looked at her reflection, trying to think about her next moves but she had to be smart, she couldn't fight him, she couldn't stand against him and she certainly couldn't escape.
She was stuck, her hands tied.
All she could do was breathe, taking in each breath slowly to rid herself of these thoughts; as much as she hated to admit it to herself, there was nothing she could do.
She went through each stage of her nightly routine as normal; she showered, washing away her worries and attempting to calm her mind, she changed into a pair of black shorts, a black vest top and black knee high socks, before brushing her teeth and hair.
Opening her door and peering her head around it, she quickly scanned the area, looking for Klaus; when she saw he had retired to his room for the evening, she crept out, heading straight for the mini fridge. She quietly opened the door and took out several mini bottles of bourbon, she closed it quietly and stood to her feet.
As she turned around, there he stood, a gasp escaping her lips and the bottles falling from her arm from the shock.
"Having a night cap then, sweetheart?" He spoke, his tone of voice and demeanour completely unreadable, it was like he was made of stone and she couldn't reach him, "I never took you for the type."
She just stared at him, at a loss for words; all she could think was this was the man that had so many homicidal and violent tendencies that she shouldn't even be in the same room as him, never mind just inches away from him.
"Would you like me to join you or should I fetch one of my siblings?" He spoke just as coldly to her as if she was just another one of his enemies, "I'm sure Kol would be available to plot against me, Rebekah may even consider it."
Elena scoffed, pursing her lips together and shaking her head slightly, "I'm going to bed."
He watched as she attempted to walk away from him, a small smirk appearing on his lips at the notion of her being able to escape him but he was furious, frustrated at the continued resistance and betrayal surrounding him; he blinked in front of her, causing her to stumble a step back, her eyes closing briefly and a sharp breath escaping her lips, "I'm not finished with you yet."
"What, Klaus?" She exasperated, folding her arms across her chest and standing firm; there was no point quivering in fear, although he was impulsive, if he had intended to hurt her then he would have made that decision long before he confronted her, "What do you want? Do you want to fight with me? Tell you again how insane you are?"
"Don't push me, Elena," he raised his voice, narrowing his eyes at her, "you sat with my brother, plotting your escape and speaking ill of me, I can't even imagine what you both were trying to plan."
"Stop being paranoid, Klaus," she yelled back, her frustration and stress levels growing, "we didn't plan anything and I didn't leave, did I?"
Klaus remained silent as her yelling persisted, watching with delight as she fought her cause.
"But when you daggered Elijah, that last bit of hope I had for you and this twisted arrangement we have went with him, he's your brother, you're psychotic, how could you hurt someone you claim to love?"
"That's family business, luv," he smirked.
"Oh my god, I can't talk to you, I can't even be near you," a disapproving groan escaped her lips as she walked past him again, nearing her bedroom and her only sanctuary left on this earth.
"Don't turn your back on me," he growled, his volume high and his temper triggered, he grabbed onto her arm and forced her back into the room, pressing her back against the wall once again.
"I'm not scared of you anymore, Klaus," she declared, her voice brave and her core unshaken, "there's nothing else you can do to me that will hurt me."
His gaze locked onto hers, shooting daggers into her eyes as he stared directly into her hues; he could feel the rise and fall of her chest, hear her heart pounding against her chest so fast, that he thought it would burst through her body at any given moment. Maybe it was the heat surrounding them, maybe it was the anger and passion within her or maybe it was the feel of her against him but something sent him into a frenzy.
There was a silence coming from him that left her feeling uneasy, she could feel his grip of her soften slightly as she watched him, his continuing stares and attempts to read her in that situation made her heart beat faster; her gaze flickered to his hand as it slowly released her and made its way around her neck, his fingers tracing along the necklace he purchased for her earlier, before settling on the charm of the white tree.
"What are yo-" Elena spoke quietly, her gaze shifting from the necklace to him but before she couldn't finish speaking, she felt his hands slip around her lower back and pull her into him, his lips crashing onto hers and holding her tightly against him.
Her eyes widened at Klaus' surprise move, she had expected anything but that; she shook her head, trying to discourage him but something about being in his arms felt dangerous but safe.
And without really thinking about it, she closed her eyes and sunk into him, giving him back what he had gave her, a long passionate kiss; her arms swung around his neck, pulling him further into there kiss as there bodies collided in a whole different way than she was used too.
The sound of her heart racing and the slow breathing on his lips ignited something within him and he was hooked; he smoothed his hands up her body, caressing her hips and gliding all the way up her waist until he settled them on her face, pulling her further into him.
For a quick moment, she had realised what she was doing and she broke there kiss, pulling her head back slightly as she looked at him, her gaze slowly moving from his eyes to his lips; she contemplated what she should do, what she had to do before they crossed that line because once they did, there would be no coming back.
But in that moment, that one dark and twisted moment, she craved him, craved to be on him and tucked safely within his arms.
Klaus felt his vulnerability return to him as he looked at her, she was unreadable and probably abhorred by his current actions but he knew, right from the start that there was sides to her that had yet come to light by anyone else, parts of her that were unreachable by someone other than him.
And she succumbed to them; her lips meeting his once more in a frenzy of passionate kissing and the feeling of the unknown drew her in more.
She felt his hand slip down her thigh, her leg instinctively sliding up against his as she wrapped it around him and pulled them further into each other; a small groan elicited from her lips as he so effortlessly picked her up and sped them into his room, there kiss unbroken as he pressed her against the wall once more, pushing into her to feel her warmth against him.
Elena slipped her hands under his shirt, grasping onto the hem and pulling it hungrily over his head, throwing it to the floor next to him; her hands gripped at the skin on his back, her nails clawing away as she felt how smooth he was and the heat he was bringing within her.
He was uncontrollable, the feelings he had beneath his cold surface were uncontrollable and he wanted to allow himself to be set free upon her; he tore at her shirt, ripping the vest into two pieces and letting it fall to the floor, revealing a part of her he had only ever let his imagination picture.
A low gasp escaped her lips when he removed her shirt, realising in that moment that this was happening, that she was baring all to the one man she had closed herself off to completely but she didn't care, she wanted more, needed more.
And he obliged.
Using his speed once more, he took her to the bed, laying her down gently and he towered his body over hers, there kiss still remaining unbroken and the passion heightening; an endearing moan emitted from her lips that only drew him in further, she felt his hands move across her body, cupping one of them on her breasts and grasping at them slowly, filling his hand completely. The other hand wandered down her stomach and his fingers traced along the rim of her shorts.
Her heart couldn't beat any faster, if it did, she would pass out; there was so much heat within her, she couldn't stop the moans radiating on his lips as he played with her and slowly started to remove her shorts, even he had a slight sense of nervousness to him, this was after all, the doppelgänger, his doppelgänger, it felt forbidden.
Feeling him pull at the last piece of fabric left on her made her body cry out for more, she wanted him so desperately that she almost didn't recognise herself but maybe that was the point, maybe that was the whole reason she entangled herself within him and she liked it, especially when she felt the shorts rip from her body and leave nothing left to the imagination, she was bare and ready for the taking, for him to take her completely.
His hands grasped and clutched at her too perfectly smooth and delectable body, his fingers smoothing up between her thighs until they toyed with her lips, his nails scraping ever so delicately over her skin and teasing her so torturously that her back arched and pushed further onto him. He reluctantly broke there perfect kiss in order to shower her body with more, his lips trailing down her neck, along her stomach and settling just above her most sensitive area.
But he just loved to feel her writhe beneath him, to feel her grab and hold onto him with such a hunger that he wanted it to continue, he wanted to feel how much she wanted him; her legs slowly started to open as he moved lower and lower, his small kisses becoming more forceful as he buried his mouth inside her. A loud moan so easily escaped her lips when she felt him on her, his tongue moving slowly around her lips and settling on her clit, he pushed and nibbled at her, his fingers slipping inside her and sending her overboard.
She grabbed at the bed sheets, her back arching and her moans only becoming louder the more he pleasured her and he was thorough, not a spot on her body was missed in his pursuit of pleasure and she felt helpless against him, she wanted too be his, even if for only one night, she needed to be his; his hands grasped at her butt as he pushed her area further into his mouth, her whole body began to tingle and tense up around him, her entire area began to throb uncontrollably before she reached her climax, her breathing was heavy as he continued to suck and nibble at her for a long moment, pumping his fingers in and out of her as he felt her clench around him.
She entangled her fingers into his hair and lifted his head towards hers, there lips meeting once again in a passion fuelled kiss; she could taste herself on his lips, her scent left on him like she had claimed him and now, it was her turn; she slowly started to sit up, there kiss unbroken as she pushed her hands against his chest, settling on her knees and pressing her body into his, her hands slipped down to his pants and she undone the belt, pulling it from its hold and throwing it, followed by undoing of the button, she pushed them down and he kicked them off, them flying to the floor along with his boxers.
Her fingers smoothed along his length and his moans made her feel accomplished; the strongest and most indestructible man on this earth, that history has ever known and he was here, giving into the pleasure she was bringing him, revealing himself completely and allowing his vulnerability to be known to her, she was slowly starting to become obsessed.
Her hand wrapped around him, holding onto him and sliding her hand up and down in a slow and forceful motion; a moan escaped her lips as he clutched at her, only causing her to move her hand faster and she could feel him tense up but she only wanted to play with him more. She trailed small kisses along his bare chest as she moved lower on him, her tongue swiping at his tip before she wrapped her lips around him, sucking and grasping at him entirely in her mouth, the groans emitting from him had a desire to them that she found enticing and she swirled her tongue around him, feeling him press at the back of her throat.
A small growl burst from his mouth and he used his speed to lift her and throw her onto the bed, her legs instantly clinging to him and lifting her onto him, she pressed herself against him, feeling his erection at her entrance and she pushed her hips against him, smoothing them over him as her last attempt to tease the hybrid but he couldn't control himself, he was completely at her mercy, all of this could come to an end in one quick and painful moment. But she allowed it, she wanted it, she wanted him.
So he obliged, he thrust his hips onto her, sliding himself perfectly inside her; her nails dug into the skin on his back and they moaned simultaneously on each others lips as he fully fit into her emptiness, making them one. The room was filled with there noises and the scent of them, it radiated around her and they couldn't be any closer, the line she had drew was crossed and there was no going back.
She rocked her hips on him, feeling him pump inside her over and over again; his speed, his forcefulness and his entire length disappearing within her over and over again as she was panting, grabbing at every inch of him out of desperation and want. And for a single moment, he looked at her, truly looked at her, staring deep into her eyes and showing her the emotion and vulnerability within him, his fingers caught a loose hair across her lips and tucked it back, revealing the heat of her skin and desire etched into her facial features before kissing her so delicately, a gentleness within him he thought long dead.
To his surprise, she slowly started opening the gap between her neck and her shoulders, a slight look of confusion spread across his features as she revealed his previous bite marks and she wanted him to feed from her; he lowered his head and revealed his fangs, plunging them gently into her skin before he felt that sweet crimson slither down his throat but this time was different, it held more meaning and it tasted differently, the sweetness he had experienced before tasted even more fruitful, more forbidden, and he knew hers was the only blood he ever wanted to taste again.
He pulled his head back, his fangs retracted as he licked away the remaining few droplets escaping the wound, not to waste even a drop of it; she slid her fingers across his mouth, wiping away the evidence from the corner of his lips and kissed him once again.
Using no speed, just a minuscule fraction of his strength, he pulled her up, his arms encasing her as he sat her up on him, there bond not breaking as she wrapped herself around him again; her heart racing for a whole new reason this time, to see him completely, she traced her fingers slowly along his cheek bone and across his jaw, placing small kisses along it and pressing her forehead onto his as she continued to rock on him.
The climax was building within her the slower and more forceful he entered her, over and over again until she couldn't hold back anymore, there lips met once more and she couldn't take it, not for a second longer, she came around him, her essence spilling on him as she dipped her head back, the moaning loud and enticing as she pushed on his shoulders.
But he pulled her back in, unwilling to let his hold of her be broken, not yet, he couldn't, he feared this would be there only moment of intimacy and connection and that thought scared him; she planted her lips back on his and summoned all her strength, emotional and physical, to keep going, to keep him inside her and moving on him with as much desire and passion as she could until she felt him start to tense, he moved faster and harder inside her, thrusting deeply inside until he spilled into her, causing her to climax once more when she felt him empty into her completely.
They stayed as one though, there was no desire to separate just yet, she wanted as many moments as she could get with him; her hands held onto his face and kept there kiss going for as long as it could go and he clung onto her for dear life.
He slowly lay her down, staying perfectly entangled into each other as they drew their kiss and their intimacy out for as long as they could; he was enamoured by her and she was just as hooked, the dark places within her had been tamed by the hybrid, a connection she had so desperately sought, sated by Klaus.
He broke there kiss for a moment, looking towards her neck at the 4 puncture marks made by him; a part of him liked that he had made her mark on her, feeling almost like he had claimed her as she had claimed him; he watched as her blood slowly dripped for the wounds and onto the pillow, leaving a small puddle to soak into the fabric before he revealed his fangs again, ripping them into his wrist before offering it to her.
She watched him cautiously, looking at the 1000 year old hybrid blood ooze from his wrist and she took it, her lips wrapping around the punctures and drinking from him; her entire body jolted with a surge of energy as it rejuvenated her, healed her wounds and the bruises on her delicate skin formed from there night of intimacy. There would be no evidence of him on her come the morning.
But maybe that was for the best, just maybe this was the end of it all and it was back to business as usual; she didn't want to think like that, she just wanted to be near him, falling asleep on his lips and wrapped up in him so tightly that even her deepest and darkest demons would be silenced, just for the one night.