Darkest Temptations

Chapter Twenty: The Heat and The Liar

April Mikaelson
I began to stir to the feeling of a gentle touch against my back, tracing along my spine before the warmth of Klaus's body left me and the mattress moved beneath me as he stood up from the bed. I listened as he made his way into the bathroom, flicking the light switch on, making me wince as it disturbed my peaceful slumber. I glanced at the digital clock beside my bed, reading 6:13 AM. It was far too early to be awake on a Monday, yet I could not resist rising early to enjoy a quiet moment with my husband. As the bathroom door opened again and Klaus stepped out, he stopped in his tracks as he observed me sitting up in bed.

"Sorry." He whispered and moved towards the closet, pulling out one of the few shirts he kept here compared to his closets at his house with Caroline and Elena.

I didn't reply; instead, I pulled back the sheets and got out of bed, causing him to observe me as I walked towards him. Once I reached him, I wrapped my arms around him before kissing his chest.

"It's too early for you to be leaving for work." I told him.

Klaus moved his hand beneath my chin and lifted my head to meet his gaze. "It'll be like this for a few more months until the store opens." He assured me.

"I know, but I miss you." I said.

Klaus placed his lips against mine before moving his hands down to my waist and lifting me up. I immediately wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the bed. As he laid me down on the mattress, I released my legs from him, allowing him to pull away before he leaned down and kissed me again. The kiss became deeper as I felt Klaus' tongue graze across my bottom lip, demanding access. My hands reached up to cup his cheeks, feeling his stubble scratch against my palms. After our kiss, we separated, each of us gasping for air. Klaus sat back on his knees and began unbuttoning his shirt. My gaze traveled down from his eyes to his neck, then down to his muscular chest. He tossed the shirt onto the floor before crawling on top of me again. I could feel his erection against me as he kissed me again.

My fingers trailed up and down his chest before I wrapped my arms around his neck, bringing him closer to me. When we broke apart from our kiss, Klaus began to trail kisses down my neck, making me arch my back and dig my nails into his skin. As he reached the fabric of my camisole, he pushed it up over my breasts and pulled the straps down, exposing my hardened nipples. His hot breath fanned over my sensitive skin, causing me to let out a moan when he took one of my breasts into his mouth. His tongue swirled around my nipple as his free hand began to massage the other. His fingers were rough and calloused, but they felt good against my soft skin. He switched between my breasts, giving each of them the same attention until he decided to leave a trail of kisses down my stomach. Klaus stopped at the waistband of my pants and looked up at me as if asking for permission. I gave him a slight nod, and he slid my pants down my legs before tossing them on the floor.

Across from us on his nightstand, his phone began to buzz, causing him to pause.

"Leave it." I urged him.

Klaus nodded and proceeded to kiss up my inner thigh, his stubble scraping against my skin, making me shiver in anticipation.

Once again the phone began to buzz, and Klaus groaned before releasing his hold on me and sitting up on his knees again.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart." He said and grabbed his phone, answering it, "What?" he demanded as he turned away from me.

I knew exactly what was going on, and as much as I hated it, I couldn't fight it.

"No, no, I'm not at the site. I left early." He said and rubbed his eyes before hanging up and tossing his phone back onto the bed beside me.

"You have to go," I stated knowingly.

"I'll make this up to you."

"Yeah, sure." I said as I sat up and adjusted my camisole.

"April-" Klaus began.

"Just go." I urged him "I'll see you when I see you."

He leaned in to kiss me, but I turned my head before his lips could touch mine.

Klaus sighed and got off of the bed before putting his shirt back on. I watched him leave the bedroom and then listened as he descended the stairs before closing the door behind him.

"Fudge." I whispered before getting up from the bed and walking over to the window.

As I pulled back the curtains, I saw Klaus exiting his house with Caroline, as he always had to be seen leaving her house and not risking being seen leaving mine or Elena's through the front doors. I sighed at the idea of another two days without him but just as quickly as the thought hurt me something else caught my attention. Klaus wasn't alone as he stepped out onto the driveway and was immediately followed by Elena, who followed him towards his car. She was wearing a dark red coat, her hair tied back into a high ponytail. She got into the passenger seat of his car before he got in as well. I held my breath as I watched them there together.

She said something that made him smile before he replied with something that made her slowly turn her head to look his way and hold his gaze. Something about the way they were looking at each other felt different. I moved away from the window and shook my head. I was overreacting only to immediately return and watch as Klaus took hold of her coat collar and brought her face closer to his as their lips met. Only unlike their typical kisses, this one lingered; it held something more as they kept going until Elena pulled away with a smile on her face, and he brushed his fingers over her cheek before she leaned in again and their lips met once more.

Klaus reached for her hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing it as he did, making her smile again before he released her hand and started the car. I closed the curtains before turning away from the window. I stood there trying to calm myself down before I decided I couldn't keep watching.

I had assumed if anything had begun to develop between them that she would let Caroline and I know. Technically, she didn't have to tell us; I mean, I hadn't told her or Caroline about what Klaus and I had gotten up to during our vacation. But I also knew Elena better than anyone, and she was the type of person who liked to share her feelings, no matter how big or small.

Did Caroline know something was going on between them? Was I being left out of this because I was the third wife? Or worse, because I didn't have the same history with Klaus and therefore I was more like his girlfriend than his wife to them? I quickly shook that thought away. If anything, Klaus and I were the closest since we got here to Utah; I mean, we'd been here for weeks now, and Klaus had kept my virginity a secret from both of them.

Was I overthinking this? Were they just having breakfast together? No, something was up and I couldn't shake it.

I showered and decided to head over to Caroline's place. If anyone would know what was going on, it was going to be her.

Elena Mikaelson
Klaus didn't have any meetings scheduled today at the site; in fact, he had cancelled everything at my request. Since we returned from Vegas two weeks ago Klaus and I had been working on something together and today our plan was finally coming together. Today was my day with him, and he had booked us on the first flight to New York. He was taking me to see Jeremy, and he'd kept it a secret from Caroline and April for my benefit.

"I hate lying to them." I said as we drove off down our street.

"Keep your head down a little further, just until we reach the highway." Klaus reminded me.

"This is wrong." I said as I turned to face him.

"It's what you asked for." He reminded me.

Since we had returned from Vegas, most of the houses on our street had been sold with the expectation of a few still on the market. We had to double our efforts to protect our true identities and lifestyle, so we had to ensure no one ever saw us together.

"I just feel so terrible about this," I stopped to sigh. "Caroline hasn't seen her mom since we left that night, and yet she's managing to keep it together." I explained.

"Caroline is an expert when it comes to hiding her true feelings." Klaus replied.

"And how are you doing?" I asked, "It must be hard with your brothers and—"

"Elena." Klaus began.

"You're right. Sorry, I'm sorry."

We drove in silence for a while before I felt him take hold of my hand and give it a gentle squeeze.

"Hey." He said softly.

I looked towards him and saw his eyes on me as he drove.

"Today is all about you, okay?" He said, "So you have nothing to worry about."

"Okay," I smiled before looking out the window at the busy highways.

When we got to the airport, we didn't have any bags to check in as we were going to be returning tonight in order to not raise suspicion between the houses. As we made our way through the airport, Klaus kept his arm around my shoulder and kissed my temple from time to time. Klaus and I hadn't slept together, but we were becoming very close, and sometimes it was too intense for me. I was still consumed with guilt, no matter how badly I tried to fight it; I just kept thinking about the people and life I'd left behind.

Once we were seated on the plane, Klaus leaned back and placed his arm over the top of my chair. I couldn't help but smile as I remembered our first flight together. I couldn't deny there was something there between us; there had been since the moment I'd met him. I knew I shouldn't feel this way; I wasn't supposed to be happy. This was all wrong; I shouldn't even be here.

"Elena," Klaus began and pulled me from my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I said and turned my head to look towards him.

"It's gonna be okay." He assured me and gave me a soft smile.

"I know." I replied and leaned my head against his shoulder.

"No, you don't, but I do." He told me.

After the captain turned off the seatbelt sign, I unbuckled myself and slid down the window shield.

"I'm going to the bathroom." I told Klaus.

Klaus merely nodded his head, his attention fixed on his tablet, as he looked over some emails.

"Klaus?" I said, making him look towards me.

He looked towards me, his brows knitted together in confusion.

"I said, I'm going to the bathroom." I repeated.

Klaus finally understood and began to smirk. "No," he replied and shook his head.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because the last time we were on a plane together, you made me suffer." He smirked.

"That was your choice." I pointed out.

"Follow me."

"No," He said, his smirk remaining fixed before he leaned in to whisper in my ear, "I've waited all these months for you; I can't do what I want to do with you in a tiny bathroom."

I bit my lower lip, brushing my cheek against his. "This is about what I want to do for you." I told him.

Klaus leaned away from me and saw that look in my eye that was reserved only for him—that hunger, that lust that I kept hidden for too long.

"It's too soon, and you're emotional." He whispered.

"I am not." I said as I stood up from my chair.

Klaus rolled his eyes at me. "And where are you going?" He asked.

"Bathroom," I stated.

"I'm not-"

"Coming? Well, that's a shame." I smiled and made my way down the aisle of the plane.

My stomach was both flipping and fluttering with nerves—a whirlwind of emotions that I hadn't anticipated feeling today. I hadn't planned on spending time with him, but somehow, it felt undeniably right. Ever since we left Vegas, there had been a growing connection between us, but I was determined not to rush things. I feared that if I did, everything might end before it even had the chance to truly begin. Strangely, all the thoughts that should have been racing through my mind were absent, and that was the most unsettling part of all.

I wasn't the type of person to hook up with someone in an airplane bathroom, but I was far from the girl I thought I was. It wasn't a bad thing; what I had done, abandoning my friends and family that was, but who I had become since leaving Mystic Falls was the person I always wanted to be. A soft knock on the door behind me caused a smile to form on my face.

"Can I come in?" he asked.

"No," I said before unlocking the door and pulling it open.

Klaus smirked as he entered the small bathroom behind me.

"We don't have much time." I reminded him.

I quickly turned and pushed him up against the door before kissing him without the slightest hesitation. Everything about this was wrong, but the more we kissed, the less I cared. Klaus moved away from the door, his hand reaching for the button on my jeans as his lips once again connected with mine. His desire was pushing my own, and for a moment all I felt was the thrill of the secrecy of the situation, the risk involved, and the desire that was controlling my movements.

When we stopped to catch our breath, our lips remained connected.

"Are you sure?" Klaus whispered.

I closed my eyes, focusing on my desire for him and the life I had left behind in order to pursue the life he had given me.

"I want to," I paused. "I want you inside my mouth."

Klaus exhaled through his nose and locked eyes with me the second I opened mine.

"If we do this, there is no turning back."

I lifted myself onto the ball of my feet and pressed a kiss to his lips before once again allowing our tongues to twist around one another.

"Last chance," he whispered.

My eyes slowly opened, and I gave him a nod, saying all the words I couldn't before our lips collided in a fiery embrace that had me seeing stars, my fingers clawing and gripping his body like a lifeline. I stepped away from Klaus, and he kept his eyes on me as I brought my hand up towards my face, keeping my eyes locked on his as I slowly began tracing my tongue across the palm of my right hand, lubricating each finger individually, a slow tormenting process that had him fighting off a smirk. I paused briefly before dropping to my knees on the cold bathroom floor.

There was a look in his eye like he thought his heart was going to fall through the floor as I reached out to undo his belt buckle.

"That's my girl."

His soft words, accompanied by his gaze, and the fact that I was actually his had me exhaling deeply as I admired him for a few minutes. He lifted his top to reveal his stomach, revealing every single ripple and valley of muscle under his skin. Once again, I continued, my heart pounding so loudly that his breathing became harsher with every passing moment as I slid my hand across the waistband of his black tight boxers that left nothing to the imagination. He was incredibly thick and hard as a rock before I had even sprung his member from the confines of his boxers. Just the sight of the outline was enough for my inner thighs to almost convulse.

"Am I your girl?" I asked as I wrapped my fingers around his hips.

"Yes." He hissed.

I continued to slide his boxers down, taking a long, drawn-out breath as my eyes feasted on his throbbing glory. It was a little pink and swollen, and despite his veins, incredibly smooth. It rested heavily, jutting from his body at an angle. Thick blue veins ran down its length, and with not a single pubic hair in sight, he was immaculately groomed from the root to the tip, his fingers curled tightly into my hair, and his thumbs caressed my jawline.

"You've kept me waiting a long time." He remarked.

"And now it's time to show you why that was worth it."

Finally, I held his silky, hot, erect shaft in my small, delicate fingers.

"Fuck," He groaned and allowed his head to drop back against the bathroom door, biting his lower lip as I gently stroked him up and down before guiding the glistening tip towards my lips.

Despite my nerves, I opened my mouth and allowed my tongue to lightly touch the slit that was winking, dripping generously from the tip. When it slithered past my tongue, the slightly sweet fluid washed over my tastebuds as I ran my tongue over my lips, savoring the taste. I sighed deeply as Klaus's hands tightened in my hair, wanting me to continue. Not wishing to disappoint, I parted my lips again, pushing my head forward, determined to take a little more of his immense size than the last time. My lips touched the bulbous head, and Klaus groaned softly as the blood rushed through his member and his cockhead became saturated in pre-cum and saliva, smearing the spittle around his cockhead and causing it to glisten in the light. This time I didn't stop; his member had grown steadily stiffer and larger. His cock was now completely rigid; it was all because of me, causing me to draw my lips from his shaft with a wet and popping sound. A white string of saliva stuck to the tip of his cock and then broke as I began to stroke his shaft.

Before he could object, my lips were enclosed around his member once more, using my eagerness and the sounds that his gentle cries were making to encourage myself. I lost count at how many times the tip pushed past the barrier of my tonsils and into my throat. While he made subtle thrusts with his pelvis, drawing my saliva out of my mouth, he dropped his head down and stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the scene before him. My jaw strained and ached as I forced the girthy member between my lips. He growled and bared his teeth as my pink lips stretched around him as he moved in and out of my mouth.

"Elena, what are you doing to me, baby?." He moaned as I swirled my tongue all along the underside of his manhood and then gave his balls a soft, loving lick.

I blink slowly, and suddenly tears begin to fall down my cheeks. I wasn't aware that I had even started crying at some point. I squeezed my eyes shut as some more tears escaped and dripped onto his shaft. My mouth felt full and yet not at the same time. I could tell I wasn't quite able to fit his whole cock; I knew I had to be somewhere near halfway, and yet I felt compelled to carry on.

"Oh, fuck baby! Do that again...Yesss!" Klaus hissed through his teeth.

A little louder I hummed around his thick, rock-hard member and enjoyed the involuntary spasms of pleasure that raced up the length of his shaft.

Klaus now had two fistfuls of my hair as he gently guided me in his selfish rhythm as I bobbed my head forward and backwards, dragging my bottom teeth across his flesh, creating more sparks of pleasure, listening to his lustful groans. I could already tell that he was almost at his peak with all the signs present. The slight redness of his face, the erratic breaths and deep moans of his, the tense flex of his limbs, and finally the throbbing of his cock that told me I was seconds away.

After so many years of watching him get the royal treatment from Caroline, I knew she was far from his mind now as I let his erection slide from between my lips and stared right into his gaze again.

"Look at me." I whispered seductively and found him already staring.

We maintained eye contact for a few brief moments as the soft, seductive atmosphere engulfed us before I leant forward and placed my hands on his lower legs, dragging my nails across the perfect tan skin until they ended at his thighs. I took one of my hands and cupped his heavy sack, squeezing slightly, milking the first thick droplets of nectar from his bulbous tip. Just knowing this was not some common exchange, that we were in a public space where just a thin partition stood between them and the hundreds of passengers relaxing not meters from them. A thrill traveled up my body as I dragged my hands up the sides of his length, feeling the veins press against my palms until they finally rested at the base.

I pulled away from him with a pop, and he looked down at me, and I ran my tongue around my lips nice and slow so that it killed him a little. He kept his eyes on me as I took off my top, sliding it off my skin and dropping it behind me somewhere before flipping my hair up so that I could look at him as I reached behind my back and unclipped my bra. I held my breath as for the first time I revealed my breasts to him, they were small in size but firm in shape. I watched as his eyes locked onto my chest and then closed. The pulsing member jutted out at me a little like it was encouraging him towards release.
I quickly leaned forward and kept my eyes on his as I cupped both my breasts, placing his member between them. I began stroking his shaft, and he snarled, bucking his hips, driving his engorged erection between my breasts faster and faster. It turned me on.

"Elena, that feels so fucking good." He said.

I couldn't let him ruin this for me by cumming in my hair or all over my clothes and face, so I squeezed tighter and rubbed harder.

"Gonna cum, Elena. Cumming!" Klaus had pushed his back up against the door to further solidify it against the force.

"Hmm..." I bit my lower lip. "Not yet, not until it's time. You come when I tell you, got it."

Klaus's breathing became more ragged, his eyes widened, and his hips shuddered and stuttered violently as the incredible sensations pulsed through his loins.

I brought my mouth back over his member, taking in as much as I could as I reached for Klaus's hand. I locked eyes with him as I brought his hand down to my face, using his index finger and thumb to pinch my nose shut to his confusion.

I nodded to him and noticed he had been brought so close but wouldn't let himself go until I began to deep throat him and changed the game completely. I wasn't going to stop until he finished in my mouth, and so as my cheeks began to burn and my eyes watered, I inhaled deeply, though it seemed impossible to breathe through my tiny nostrils. Tears streamed down the sides of my face as I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to pull as much air through my nostrils as I could. I gulped, and the thick head slipped further and further down my throat. Yet it still didn't feel like enough, and I wanted—no, I needed to go even further before I could let him come.

Finally, I forced him completely down my throat in one harsh thrust with a 'gluck' and my lips met the base of his cock.

"Oh my fuck! Shit! Ohhh baby, I can't hold on!" Klaus gripped my hair tightly in one hand as his thighs trembled and his stomach began to clench and twist.

I grabbed the wrist of his free hand and brought his hand around to the back of my head. I took a mental picture of how beautiful and vulnerable he looked in this moment. More tears rolled down my cheeks as I looked up at him. I gulped twice around his huge cockhead, attempting to prevent an accidental release. With him pinching my nose and his other hand preventing me from going anywhere, I felt completely out of control and aroused.

Klaus groaned, his whole body shook with uncontrollable spasms as he came, and my eyes shot open as jet after jet of cum erupted down my throat. Klaus hissed and panted as he exploded against the back of my throat, pouring down my throat and into my stomach. I gurgled and gagged as thick ropes of his nectar splashed across my tastebuds and fountained up my nose, his hips quivered, and his breathing quickened as more globs of semen ran down the back of my throat. My cheeks burned, and my lungs pleaded for oxygen.

"Not yet, sweetheart," he said with a groan as he pressed the tip against the back of my throat. "Drink it all, darling. Finish the job."

Saliva and semen filled my mouth and trickled out the sides of my mouth, making a mess of my top, but I didn't care; the feeling of his hot ropes filling my stomach was too good, and feeling his pulse within my mouth was unbelievable. Yet still, he continued to throb hard, and I kept stroking and working his balls, helping him empty every last drop. It was only once his entire body relaxed and he stopped twitching did I allow myself to stop.

Klaus exhaled slowly; his gaze stayed on mine until the final spurts finished, and he let go of my nose.

I slowly slid off of his manhood, slurping and licking all the stray areas, listening to hiss as I popped my lips free. All the saliva and the semen had made a right mess of his sex—not just his shaft, but his body, his crotch, and his thighs—all had traces and lines of sticky, thick, smeared fluid.

Klaus brought his hand under my chin, forcing me to look up at him as we both attempted to catch our breath.

"You're mine now, do you understand?"

"I'm yours," I confirmed and hoped he could see the adoration I had in my eyes.

"Tell me, whose are you?"

"Yours Klaus." I whispered and brought my fingers to my lips, sucking the tips as he watched "I'm Elena Mikaelson."

"Good girl."