His dark blue eyes and warm dimple smile gives him an enigmatic aura, his fortitude and sex appeal are unlike anything I've ever encountered before, which is one of the reasons I've decided to spend the night with him. This doesn't necessarily mean I'm agreeing to his "arrangement," but it does hold some significance, even though I'm not entirely sure what that is yet. I've dated others and had opportunities to give in to temptation, but I've always chosen to wait for that special person to come into my life and sweep me off my feet. Klaus's honesty and inability to resist my allure have left me questioning the true nature of our connection. Despite his warnings about his darker tendencies, I find myself irresistibly drawn to him, unsure of where this unexpected attraction may lead. I understand his emotions because I feel the same way about him. When we're apart, I feel a sense of emptiness that I can't quite explain. Is it infatuation, love, or lust? I'm not certain, but I do know that my feelings for him are intense. Deep down inside his arrogant demeanor, I sense a story waiting to be told.
With his arms firmly around me, I'm led down a hall to his bedroom.
His spacious bedroom overlooks illuminated Seattle skyscrapers through floor-to-ceiling windows. The walls are painted white and the decor is in pale blue. A modern, oversized bed sits in the center of the room, crafted from rough, gray wood resembling driftwood with four posts and no canopy. Above the bed hangs a striking painting depicting the sea. The exquisite surroundings exude beauty and tranquility, the perfect setting for me to leave my innocence behind. Nervous and trembling, I wonder how this night will impact me. Am I letting my emotions cloud my judgment?
With a confidence I've never seen before, he nonchalantly places his watch on the chest of drawers and takes off his shoes and socks. My breathing becomes shallow as I find it difficult to tear my gaze away from him. Adorned in loose jeans and a white button-down shirt hanging untucked over his hips, he is a sight to behold with his stubble and soft , curly dark blonde locks.
"I assume you're not on birth control," he remarks, leaving me paralyzed by my nerves, unable to form a response, I simply shake my head in silence.
"I didn't think so," he says, smiling at me as he retrieves a packet of condoms from his chest of drawers.
"Would you prefer the blinds drawn?"
"Umm...It doesn't matter," I manage to find my voice, but it comes out as a whisper.
Pulling back the duvet, he slowly moves toward me.
"I thought you didn't let anyone sleep in your bed." I say softly but unsteadily. his eyes glinting with mischief.
"Who says we're going to sleep?"
Oh god...
His undeniable charm and allure captivates me, making it impossible for me to divert my gaze. Just his actions alone make my heart race and a warm sensation to pool in the lower regions of my body.
"Let's take this jacket off, shall we?" he says in a seductive tone, sliding my favorite garment off my shoulders with ease.
"Do you have any idea how much I want you?" he asks as he stands in front of me, pulling me in for a kiss. The moment our lips touch, any hesitation I had about our impending intimacy fades away.
"And do you have any idea what I'm going to do to you?" he continues, trailing kisses along my jawline ; transforming my fears into a deep yearning for him. In that moment, I know I want this , I want him more than anything.
The muscles inside the deepest, darkest part of me clench in the most delicious fashion. The pain is so sweet and sharp I want to close my eyes, but I'm hypnotized by his eyes staring fervently into mine. Leaning down, he kisses me. His lips are demanding, firm and slow, molding mine. He starts unbuttoning my shirt while he places feather-light kisses across my jaw, my chin and the corners of my mouth. His touch is mesmerizing, and I can't help but let out a soft moan.
Slowly he peels my shirt off me and let it fall to the floor, leaving me in my delicate lacy blue bra from Victoria's Secret, and I silently thank Bon for convincing me to buy it.
Stepping back, he admires me with a warm smile. "Caroline, you are absolutely stunning.I want to explore every inch of your beautiful skin, and I intend to." He then captures my lips in a passionate kiss.
I can't help but wonder, why did he say, he couldn't make love?
Removing my hair clip, he lets my hair cascade down over his fingers as he gently massages my scalp, bringing me immense pleasure. I close my eyes and feel myself melting in his touch.
"Relax Sweetheart... I'm going to make you feel so good."
He grasps both sides of my head and kisses me passionately, his lips coaxing my tongue to intertwine with his. When our tongues meet, I let out a moan. With one hand still in my hair and the other wrapped around me, he holds me close as his other hand moves down to my backside, gently squeezing me. He holds me against his hips, and I feel his erection, which he languidly presses against me.
I moan once more into his mouth. I can hardly contain the riotous feelings- or are they hormones?- that rampage through my body.
God! I want him so badly.
As I hold onto his upper arms, I can sense his strong, muscular biceps. Surprisingly, he is much stronger than I expected. Moving my hands up to his face, I run my fingers through his soft, curly hair and gently tug on it, eliciting a groan from him. He guides me back as I feel the bed behind me, but instead of pushing me down, I stay standing while he drops to his knees and gazes up at me with hooded eyes.
With a firm grip on my hips, he traces his tongue along my navel, then nips his way to my hipbone before moving across my belly to my other hipbone.
"Ah," I groan.
Watching him on his knees before me, his mouth on me, is unexpectedly intense and incredibly arousing. Our eyes remain locked as I gently grasp his hair, trying to steady my fast-paced breathing. His hands reach up and undo the button on my jeans, and leisurely pulls down the zipper as he keeps his gaze fixed on mine. His hands then move underneath the waistband, caressing me as they make their way to my backside. With a deliberate pace, his hands glide down my backside to my thighs, removing my jeans in the process. I find myself unable to look away from him. He stops and licks his lips, never breaking eye contact. Leaning forward, he traces his nose up the apex of my thighs and over my matching lacy blue panties eliciting a moan from me. My lips part as my breathing becomes hitched in response to feeling the heat of his warm breath along my core.
"You smell divine, love." he murmurs, and closes his eyes breathing in my scent, a look of pure pleasure on his face, as my centre involuntarily clenches in anticipation of what's to come.
He reaches up and pulls the duvet off the bed, gently pushing me onto the mattress. Still kneeling, he grasps my foot and removes my converse, taking off my shoe and sock.
Propped up on my elbows I observe his slow seduction as he lifts my foot and scratches my instep with his skilled thumb, causing a slightly painful sensation that sends a shiver down directly to my core .
I gasp as he continues, running his tongue and teeth along my instep. Overwhelmed by the sensation I collapse back onto the bed, moaning in pleasure.
"Caroline...you're so beautiful. I can't wait to be inside of you." He whispers.
Feeling my chest rise and fall with the intensity of his words, I struggle to control myself ,as a blush creeps over my body.
"Show me how you pleasure yourself."
"What?" I breathe out.
"You know "He says softly, teasing me through the flimsy blue lace.
"No...actually I've never..." I whisper, surprising him with my response.
"Well, we'll have to change that," he replies softly, his voice filled with challenge and a hint of sensuality.
Slowly, he unbuttons his jeans and pulls them down, keeping his gaze locked with mine. He leans down over me , grabbing my ankles and quickly spreading my legs apart as he crawls onto the bed between them, planting kisses on my inner thighs.
"Keep still," He urges , as his delicious mouth travels back to the thin material of my lacy blue panties, making me squirm with need.
Oh my god!
Trailing kisses up my belly his tongue dips into my naval, sending waves of pleasure directly to my core as I begin to claw at the sheets, becoming more desperate for his touch.
Laying down beside me his hand finds my breast, and teasing through the thin fabric, he cups me. "You fit my hand perfectly, sweetheart" and dips his fingers into the cup and gently yanks it down freeing my breast. The same process is repeated with the other cup as my breasts swell and nipples harden under his gaze.
"So beautiful." he whispers with complete adoration as they stiffen even more. While blowing on one breast his hand moves to the other and slowly rolls my nipple between his index finger and thumb ,elongating it. A sweet sensation spreads from my chest all the way down to my groin, causing me to let out a groan. Internally, I beg for more as I clasp the sheet tightly with my fingers. His lips close around my other nipple and when he tugs , I nearly convulse.
"Mmm...I can feast on these forever." he mumbles against my skin before releasing me with a pop. He uses his tongue to circle my hardened nub before brushing his lips against me, pulling me back into his warm mouth, sucking and tugging it softly, leaving me practically quivering with desire.
"Let's see if we can make you come like this." he murmurs against my chest while continuing his slow sensual assault on my other breast. His skilled touch and kisses on my nipples send waves of ecstasy through my body, causing every nerve to ignite and my senses to sing with sweet agony. Clutching the sheets tightly, I can no longer keep my eyes on him as I arch my back, and let out a primal moan, a sound I never thought I could make, as my body tenses with pleasure.
What is happening to me?
"That's it sweetheart , let it go" he whispers, gently biting down on one nipple and tugging harder on the other.
The intense mix of pleasure cause me to unravel as my body trembles on its own. Releasing me, he quickly plunges his tongue into my mouth and swallows my moans.
Wow!
Looking down at me with a satisfied expression on his face, while only gratitude is on mine, I struggle to catch my breath and can't help but feel a smile threatening to appear.
"You're quite responsive," he pauses. "You're going to have to learn to control that, and it's going to be so much fun teaching you how." He says mischievously, kissing me once more.
"Um hmm..." I mumble, as he showers my lips and pulse point with more sweet kisses.
Still basking in the glow of my first ever orgasm, he wastes no time and moves his hand to my soaked panties and gently strokes me there, then shifts the flimsy material to the side and slips a finger in between my folds. Closing his eyes, his breathing hitches as he continues to explore me, creating a most pleasurable sensation unlike any I've felt before.
"Christ! You're so deliciously wet...I want you," He breathes, and without warning thrusts his finger inside, causing me to gasp .
With his thumb still on my clit, he pumps harder and adds another finger, sending me into a state of pure ecstasy. Suddenly he removes his fingers, sits up and rip off my panties, tossing the delicate garment to the floor. He then takes off his boxer briefs letting his erection springs free.
Holy shit!
I am awestruck by its suprisingly large size as he quickly puts on a condom.
Oh god...will it fit?
"Don't worry love," He says softly, his eyes on mine, "You'll expand too." He says probably noticing the look of horror on my face.
Leaning over me with his hands on either side of my head, he gazes into my eyes. It's only then that I realize he's still wearing his shirt.
"Caroline, it's not too late...do you really want this?" He asks, his tone soft, his eyes full of warmth.
"Yes," I affirm with a nod and a smile, confirming my decision as I am kissed passionately.
"Pull your knees up, darling ." he instructs, and I quickly obey. "I'm going to fuck you now," he murmurs as he positions the head of his erection at the entrance of my sex. "Hard," he whispers, and slams into me.
"Aaarrgghh!" I cry out as he breaks through my virginity, feeling a weird pinching sensation deep inside. He pauses to allow me to adjust to his size, and when I open my eyes, I see him gazing down at me with a look of triumph on his face.
Through parted lips his breathing hitches, mirroring my own as a groan escapes from him.
"You're so tight...you okay?" Still grimacing, I slowly nod, and place my hands on his forearms. The sensation of him inside me is so intense and overwhelming that my breath becomes short.
"Okay...I'm going to move now." He whispers. I nod again and try to smile as he starts to move, almost completely withdrawing, then slamming back in causing me to cry out a second time. He then stills himself, giving me time to adjust.
"More?" He whispers, his voice hoarse.
"Yes." I gasp, my desire overwhelming. He pulls out, thrusts again, then stills himself.
"Again?" He aks , breathing heavily.
"Yes...please" I beg .
The intensity of my moans increase as the pain diminishes and is replaced by pleasure with my body craving for more. He gets it right away and continues to pull out and thrust back in, no longer stopping himself.
Picking up speed, my hips begin to move on their own accord, matching his pace so we're in perfect sync. Kissing me hard, his teeth tug at my lower lip, and as he shifts slightly he hits a sensitive spot that sends sparks flying through me, intensifying my every sensation.
Groaning out I feel a familiar sensation building deep inside me as my body starts to stiffen in response to his delectable thrusts. In this moment, all I can think about is him and the intense pleasure he's giving me. Sweat beads form all over my body as I feel like , I'm set on fire, and on the verge of a complete meltdown. I sink my head back into the pillows, letting out strained moans and trembling all over.
"Come for me , Caroline" he breathlessly whispers, and his words push me over the edge.
With my back fully arched, I climax even harder, crying out and shattering into million pieces underneath him. With a final thrust he comes, calling out my name and empties himself deep inside me.
Wow that was amazing !
As I come down from my second orgasm, I open my eyes to see his forehead pressed against mine, His breathing is heavy, and even though his eyes are still closed, I can feel the intensity emanating from him. After a few moments, he opens his eyes, lifts his head, and gazes down at me, as I struggle to catch my breath . Still deep inside of me, he leans down to give me a brief kiss, before gently pulling out, causing me to wince at the sudden emptiness.
"Did I hurt you?" he asks, his expression filled with concern as he looks at me attentively. Laying down beside me he props himself up on one elbow and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.
"You're asking me if you hurt me?" I ask, still breathless , unable to conceal my wide grin.
"The irony is not lost on me," he smiles sardonically. "But seriously , are you okay?" Lying beside him, my body feels completely relaxed and limp, as if my bones have turned to jelly.
Turning to face him, my hand reaches out to stroke his face and I kiss him tenderly, showing a gesture of my gratification. I never knew my body could feel so wound up and then experience such intense release . I can't help but smile as I nervously bite my lip out of habit.
"I'd like to do that again." I whisper with a grin.
"Would you now, Miss Forbes?" he teases before leaning in for another kiss. "Demanding little thing, aren't you? " He says jokingly, running a finger along my lip. "All right...turn on your front." he playfully orders, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
I blink at him momentarily but do as I'm told as he unclasps my bra and runs his hand sensually from my back to my behind, then position one of his legs between mine.
"You really have the most beautiful skin." he whispers, kissing my bare shoulder.
"Thanks,"I reply softly as he continues to trail kisses down my back.
"Why are you still wearing your shirt?" I ask. He stills, but after a beat, he shuffles out of his shirt and covers my backside with his front.
"Mmm...much better." I say, feeling his warm skin pressing against mine, the dusting of hairs from his chest tickling me. "So...you want me to fuck you again." He whispers, trailing featherlight kisses around my ear and down my neck.
Fuck yeah!
Pushing my knees up , I feel my breath quicken and my knees start to tremble as he shifts between my legs. Slowly caressing my backside, he trails his long fingers sensually between my legs. "I'm going to take you from behind." He says seductively, nibbling at the sensitive spot beneath my ear. "You are mine, Caroline...only mine, and don't you ever forget it."
I won't.
I can feel his erection pressing against my thigh, his fingers reaching around to gently massage my bundle of nerves while he nibbles on my jaw. His thumb joins in to the mix , moving inside and swirling around until it reaches my inner walls. Falling further under his enchantment, I am completely captivated by his penetrating touch that threatens to push me over the edge.
"You like this ?" He whispers softly, his thumb pumping in and out while his fingers continues to circle my clit, causing my breathing to become erratic as I press my forehead against the mattress.
"God, you're soaking wet...and so responsive darling... mhmm I really like that. Now open your mouth for me ." I do as I'm told and he inserts his thumb into my mouth without warning, pushing down on my tongue. My lips naturally close around his finger.
"That's it baby, see how you taste."
The flavor is a mix of saltiness and a metallic tang of blood, likely a result of my recent sexual activity . Instead of feeling embarrassed, I find it so damn arousing.
"I want to fuck your mouth Caroline, and I will soon." He says as I bite down on his thumb, causing him to retract it.
"You little minx," he murmurs against my neck, ripping open another condom packet. "We're going to go really slow this time," His words oozing with seduction.
Gently, he slides into me until he's buried deep inside. Stretching and filling me beyond capacity...much deeper than before. With no inhibitions, I let out unrestrained moans as he moves his hips in a slow, tantalizing rhythm, pulling back and pushing deeper with each thrust, driving me to the brink of ecstasy.
"You feel so good," he groans out, and as my insides start to quiver. He pulls back and waits. "Not yet, swertheart." he murmurs, and as the quivering ceases, he starts the whole delicious process again.
"Please," I beg. I don't know how much more I can handle. My body is wound so tight, craving for release.
"I want you sore, baby, every time you move tomorrow, I want you to be reminded that I've been here. Only me. You are mine." He says softly full of lust, then eases back into me, repeating the entire process. After a few more painfully slow thrusts I'm brought to the edge again, but he stops and withdraws before I can reach my climax , making me claw at the sheets. I groan in frustration.
"Please, Klaus" I whisper.
"What do you want, Caroline? Tell me."
"You, I want you Klaus ...please!" It comes out as a plea as my desparation for release increases. My wish is soon granted as he slowly eases back inside .
"Do you like it?" He purrs against my ear, pushing deeper inside and rubbing against that sensitive spot he found earlier.
"Yes!" I breathe out, sighing heavily with pleasure.
With a gentle touch, he tilts my head back to gaze into my eyes. "You're so beautiful like this, love." And captures my lips in a searing kiss. "Who do you belong to?" He asks in a low, commanding voice, pausing his movements.
"What?"
"Tell me love, who makes you feel this good?"
"You do."I exhale, completely immersed in the moment.
"Yes baby, I do. Now tell me, who do you belong to." He whispers, pushing deep inside as far as he can go, then stilling himself.
I am so entranced and consumed by his presence that the world around me fades away. "Answer me , Caroline" He asks again, reaching around to touch me. "Who do you belong to?" He asks softly.
"You...Klaus! I'm yours!" I finally gasp out. The words escape my lips before I can fully comprehend what I'm saying.
He starts placing kisses along my neck and picks up his pace, bringing me closer to the edge as his breathing becomes more erratic, slamming harder into me and causing my insides to quiver.
"I...want...you...so...much." he murmurs between each thrusts.
"Oh fuck!" I cry out in pleasure.
"You. Are. Mine. Come for me , love ." he growls out and reaches between my legs to intensify my pleasure.
I explode into a powerful climax for the third time that night. Completely coming apart my body violently convulses around him as I cry out his name into the mattress. With a few more thrusts he finds his own release and empties himself deep inside, then collapses on top of me. I never knew it could be this intense.
We lay there, a tangled mess of sweat and passion, reveling in the aftermath of our glorious orgasms. It takes him a few minutes to catch his breath, but I know it will take me a bit longer to fully come back down to earth.
"Fuck Caroline!" He exclaims as he pulls out of me and rolls onto his back, his chest still rising and falling with his heavy breathing. I manage to turn towards him as he lies next to me, making him face me. He eyes me warily, draping the duvet over us as he drifts off to sleep with a faint smile on his face.
Utterly exhausted, a disturbing realization dawns on me that, I cannot deny. I submitted to Klaus "fucked up with intimacy issues" Mikaelson, and not only did I enjoy it, the pleasure I experienced was indescribable. What does this mean and what does this makes me? The revelation is frightening because I know I'm being led down a dark path.
With my last ounce of strength, I pull my knees up to my chest and eventually succumb to exhaustion and fall asleep or pass out, I'm not quite sure which one.