After he had spoken to Elijah, Elijah had left him alone in his study. Klaus was feeling restless, because if he had to believe the woman’s words, the Cullens were going to be knocking on their door quite soon. Marcel needed to check and see if his vampires were still up to scratch for a fight. In the morning, he was going to ask Davina – no, Jeri – to put protective wards up against Cold Ones. If there was such a thing. A warning system of some kind.
On top of that, if her words were true, he was the only one capable of turning Bella. And while he adored human Bella, she’d be less easy to take if she’d become a vampire. He knew he had to wait for the witch to confirm this, but if Bella agreed to it, he’d certainly turn her. He wanted her to be safe and able to at least fight someone off when needed. The sparring she was doing with Rebekah and Kol previously wasn’t enough. Vampires were fast and strong and Bella unwilling to kill.
Elijah, of course, approached the situation with some humor. That once again his little brother had unknowingly and unwillingly made things more complicated for him. He also knew the severity of the Cold One’s warning and would do anything he could to make sure his family would be safe. That Bella would be safe. Maybe even contact some of his specialists to track them down and report every moment so that they’d have an estimate of their arrival.
One thing was certain; there was going to be yet another battle.
This restless feeling had only briefly distracted him from his anxiety when it came towards Bella. While he was used to being interrupted during courtship or even mid-coitus, he hated it that Rosalie had to interrupt his moment with Bella. This was by far the worst night to finally give into his desires and no doubt Bella would be emotionally drained from the experience and fall asleep.
While Klaus was well versed when it came to the pleasures of women and how to pleasure them in return, he felt nervous. What if Bella didn’t like what he did to her? What if he couldn’t get it up or what if he couldn’t give her the high that she so deserved. Worse yet; what if he’d come inside of her before she was even well ready?
More importantly; would she even like the experience now that she allowed herself to feel? What if she didn’t like it, at all? What if it’d make her revert to her previous state and let him use her body for sex without her enjoying it?
There he was; a thousand years old and he was freaking out about bedding a woman. Not just any woman but Bella. His precious Bella. Mate potential. Was he seriously considering her to be his mate? Would he be patient enough to have her around for the rest of her days? And his days, for that matter? What if she’d get fed up with him?
“Oh, my God, Nik!” Klaus could hear Kol’s voice coming from the other end of the building. “Think even louder and Jeri might come over and slap you silly! You’re ruining our fun!”
“If you don’t like it, then leave. And tell that witch of yours that it’s not polite to intrude on other people’s thoughts!”
“She’s not! Thanks for confirming you’re a wuss, though!” A quieter, “It’s so much fun to push his buttons.” Quickly followed and Klaus angrily kicked open the French doors that lead to the balcony overlooking the courtyard.
Where was she? What was taking her so long?
He perked up when a few moments later, the door quietly opened and revealed his beautiful Bella, looking at him with her big brown eyes from across the room. He closed the gap between them and kissed her passionately, making sure she wouldn’t fall over from his weight and lifted her into his arms as he kept the kiss going.
She tasted so sweet, so delicate. Her own desire was now getting the better of her, and she kissed him back, hard. When their tongues met, it was almost as if a spark of electricity shot through them, and it seemed to only fuel the frenzy they were currently experiencing.
Unable to properly think at the moment, he brought her to his bed and carefully put her on it. She wasn’t letting go, she pulled him in closer as she tugged on his hair, her body arching into his, already demanding for more.
It wasn’t until he could smell her delicious arousal that he had to break off the kiss to catch a breath and make sure she was really okay. “Are you alright?” He asked as he looked into her eyes. They were stunning.
“I’m alright,” she smiled at him and wanted to pull him back in for another kiss, she had loved the rawness of it, she wanted more. “What?”
“You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this,” he murmured as he kissed the tip of her nose before looking at her again. “But I want to make one thing clear, love.”
“Do you have to?” she bit her lower lip as she kept looking at him.
“For my own conscience, yes,” he said with a groan. Why did she have to bite her lip like that? “Should the possibility arise that you’re not enjoying yourself, please tell me. I won’t get mad if you do.”
“You’re such a sausage sometimes,” she muttered as she tugged on his shirt. “Off.”
“Promise me, Bella.”
“I promise!” she laughed as she kept tugging on his shirt, but when he wasn’t moving, she pulled him towards her and kissed him again.
“Would you like to be on top?”
Bella used her weight to flip him over on the bed like Rebekah had taught her and sat down on top of him. “If you’re not going to shut up and not going to stop listening to your insecurities or nervousness, you’re going to be in trouble.”
He just looked at her, eyes darkened with lust. He felt how she shimmied down his body to open his pants, and he couldn’t take his eyes off of her. “Who are you and what have you done to Bella?”
“I have a banana to sample,” she said as she managed to free him. “You offered.” She shimmied down even further, not taking her eyes off of his arousal and tugged on his pants to give him some more room to move. “And it’s glorious,” she licked her lips as she ideally positioned herself to get a taste of him.
She grabbed his base and licked up his length, circling her tongue around his head and then looked at him through her lashes, licking her lips. “So far, so good.”
Klaus let out a groan. He hadn’t expected this. He wanted to pleasure her, had thought he’d pleasure her, and there she was, his cock in her beautiful hands, her tongue teasing him. No clothes had been shed so far, and he was going to remedy that, he was. But now he was simply too fascinated with her to actually do something other than looking at how she was worshipping his cock. He let out a moan when she put her mouth around the head. Would she be capable of making it disappear into her mouth completely?
She hummed around him and sucked a little, before she tightened her lips and started bobbing her head up and down his shaft, long strokes, a squeeze, a suck… the taste of him was overwhelming, and it was so good that she couldn’t help but moan occasionally. She could feel him swell in her mouth, the veins throbbing as she worked him and lost track of time as she did everything she could to pleasure him, and taste him.
His cock hit the back of her throat, and he couldn’t help but to arch his body into her. “Fuck, do that again…” he groaned, and she did, again and again, before allowing him to slip deeper into her throat and she seemed to be doing fine with that. She sucked and worked him with his hands, rolling his balls and everything else combined drove him wild. She had been going for quite some time now, and he was ready to blow.
She moaned around his cock, feeling confident that he was close and getting even closer with every stroke. She felt proud of herself; she was able to give pleasure to him, her Klaus. Hers. The person she loved. Truly with all she could muster, and she felt elated; finally they were both giving in to the feelings they had had for weeks, months, even. He finally opened up to her and soon, he’d fly apart in her mouth. The thought of that made her even wetter; he’d have no trouble with sliding into her! She buried him in her mouth, completely, for the last time and felt how he unraveled and exploded in her throat.
He came, hard, after having to use his own hand for so long and not having sought out anyone else like Kol had done. Klaus had anticipated that he was going to feel something, but not feeling like this. As if he had truly died and gone to heaven. It felt better than he could ever have imagined. She looked so proud when she released him from her; she had swallowed him whole with little to no spillage and that big smile on her face made him want to have her, now. She had a delirious look on her face that probably matched his.
“You okay?” She grinned as she moved so she could pull his pants off of him. She was excited. She actually loved this now. She had been so worried that she wouldn’t like it, but this was different. This was something entirely different, and it was so good. She wanted to do it again. “Want me to do that again?”
He smirked as he pulled her up and down on the bed. “Maybe later,” he said playfully and started to kiss her neck as his hand was already on her leg. Finding that something was off, he sat up again and shook his head. “That dress needs to come off.”
“There’s a zipper at the back.”
“Oh, but I’m sure that we can get you a new one,” he took hold of the front of her dress and ripped it apart before discarding it somewhere on the floor.
“Klaus!” she said shocked. “That was a pretty dress!”
“We’ll get you another one,” he said as he unhooked her bra and dropped it off somewhere too before nodding appreciatively. “That’s much, much better. Look at you in your naked glory.”
She beamed at him as she tugged on his shirt again. That went off too. “Yep,” she said as she put her arms around his neck and pulled him against her. His naked skin against hers set off shots of electricity through her entire body. She let out a moan as he started to kiss her neck again and his hand moved between their bodies to reach for her breast.
She was used to being groped, painfully groped and then getting impaled, but Klaus’ delicate hands felt like heaven on her skin. She let out another moan before he gently pushed her down to the bed and started to fully explore her body with his lips and hands. Every inch. Every touch, caress felt amazing.
He focused on her torso first, her arms, her legs, but stayed clear of her ever growing wetness and heat, simply because her body tasted so delectable, and her little sounds and moans sounded like music to his ears. They painted a beautiful picture inside his mind, and he wanted to have her fly apart against him from merely his touch.
She gasped when his fingers brushed over her sensitive nipples and arched her back into him. Bella felt as if she was on fire. He was taking his time with her, and it was hard to stay focused, to have a coherent thought. Then again, she didn’t need her brains right now; she was allowed to enjoy herself and stop fighting the pleasure. A gentle tug on her left nipple caused her to moan loudly, earning her a wide grin from Klaus. “Please…” she moaned again. “Please.”
He merely smirked as he continued his worshipping of her body, and playing with her breasts. She wasn’t going to expect him to tell her that she was allowed to come, was she? Eventually, her breathing became shallow, her body rigid underneath him as he continued to stimulate her breasts, her beautiful bouncing breasts. It wasn’t long now before she’d come apart underneath him from mere touch, and he felt it was an honor to watch her while she did.
Her whole body felt foreign to her; muscles were twitching, skin was tingling and her blood was rushing so fast that she had become light-headed, or maybe it was because she forgot to breathe every now and then. It seemed like her whole body had given up to try to function properly. She gasped when Klaus twisted her nipple, and she felt how her body simply exploded upon impact.
She came hard and loud, and he felt so proud of her as he watched her ride out her orgasm. Her muscles twitched uncontrollably, and she was writhing on the bed in sheer ecstasy with the biggest, goofiest smile across her face. In the distance, he could pick up his brother and sister cheering as Bella climaxed, which was slightly disturbing but hard to ignore, and grinned. He made her come like that. It was all him. His attentions to her.
When she seemed to have settled, he softly kissed her and caressed her stomach. “You are so beautiful.”
Bella let out a giggle and shook her head. “What was that?”
“You’ve never had an orgasm?” He blinked at her.
“Sure I have,” she said with a nod, her eyes trying to focus on him. “I always came. Well, they told me I did.”
“Ah, but did you always enjoy yourself like this?”
“No,” she grinned and managed to move her arm to pull him closer to her. “My body is feeling outlandish, alien, but so good…”
“Hmm…” he started to kiss her neck again. “Want to go for another?”
“Another?!” she said shocked. “Seriously? We can actually do that?”
“Of course,” Klaus moved his hand between her thighs and gently squeezed one before turning his hand towards her center. “We still have to pay attention to the rest of our needs…”
“Ohh…” she could feel his hand on her heat, applying pressure with his palm, and that sent more shivers through her body. This was definitely something she wasn’t used to; it always was in and out. It was probably for the best because she wasn’t sure if she’d been able to deal with so many men at the same time if she had been allowed to feel. She dug her fingers into his hair and tugged on them as her body arched into his. “Yes please.”
He ran his finger up her lips; he could feel her body tremble in anticipation. “Hmm…” he removed his finger and licked her juices off of it. “Oh, you taste so good! I want more.” He wet his finger and gently pushed it inside of her, causing her to yelp just a little bit. He had his other hand still on her stomach and smoothly cupped her breast to flick her nipple with his thumb while his other thumb teased her mound.
“It’s okay to swear, love, don’t censor yourself,” he smirked as he wiggled his finger inside of her, causing her knees to jerk up and nearly hitting him in the face. Repositioning himself just a little, he pressed a second finger inside of her so he could start opening her up for him. He expected that she was probably used to someone crashing into her without any preparation, he wanted to make sure her first experience with him was the right one. To his knowledge, she hadn’t been with anyone since she had been rescued, and he didn’t want to end up hurting her.
She had to remind herself to breathe as her brains didn’t think she needed oxygen in her lungs, afraid that she was going to hurt Klaus, she fisted the sheets instead of his hair as her body kept moving involuntarily. She already had him in her mouth; she couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to have him inside of her and right now, his fingers were making her feel demented. So crazy that it felt as if she was having an out of body experience, which made it feel insane, for sure. Hysterical. There was no doubt about it. But in a good way.
Her breathing became labored again, and he grinned. He didn’t mind if she’d come again and again and again. Just to see the look on her face was all worth it and to have her all spent in his bed, that would be marvelous. He kept stimulating her the way he was and he could feel how she unraveled on his fingers within minutes. “Oh, so beautiful,” he said appreciatively. She deserved this.
“I don’t think I can do it again…” she said as she caught her breath. “I can’t feel anything…”
“Oh, don’t you worry about that, love, I’m not done with you yet.”
“This can’t be healthy,” she moaned as she could feel how he pushed another finger inside of her. Surprisingly, her body was still moving uncontrollably, but she felt as if all her muscles had taken a vacation.
“Would you like me to stop?”
“No!” she shook her head, feeling her brain bounce around in her skull. She’d been light headed before, but this was sheer pleasure. She wanted to feel him inside of her. She wanted him to come inside of her. “Please.”
When he was certain he had created enough space for him, he withdrew his fingers, causing her to whimper. “Don’t worry, darling,” he said sweetly as he moved between her legs, grabbing a pillow to put underneath her well-rounded ass and when he was confident that the both of them would be comfortable, he started to guide himself in. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, he could smell her blood as it coursed loudly through her veins, her vein teasingly throbbing as he let out a groan. She felt perfect around him, simply perfect.
The sensation of him filling her slowly awoke something inside of her, something she couldn’t quite define and probably shouldn’t. She managed to put her knees up for more access for him but other than that, she felt as if she was just there for the ride. The wild ride. The feeling so happy that she could combust kind of ride. She moaned when he hit an especially sensitive spot and could feel how his cock twitched. “Oh, you’re… you fit…” she breathed as she fisted the sheets as her body yet again moved uncontrollably. “Oh, so good…”
He gave her little time to adjust to him as he was getting impatient and started to move against her. Thrusting with long and slow strokes at first, hitting a spot or two that caused her body to clamp down on him, before slowly picking up the pace. It was getting harder for him to control himself, he wanted to taste her blood now, but if there was one thing he wanted to avoid, was bloodshed, particularly hers, but she smelled so good, her taste was divine and he wondered if that would be the same if he’d drink her blood. Which was technically his. He grinned to himself. He was such an egomaniac.
“What?” Bella moaned.
“Nothing, love,” he smirked as he licked along the vein of her neck, he was finding himself on thin ice, but he enjoyed pushing boundaries and see where it’d lead him. He let out a low growl when her hips bucked against him and felt how he was close to toppling over the edge. But first, she had to be on the same plateau as he was. He moved a hand between them and started to rub her clit, causing her to gasp and clamp down on him again, this time not letting go as she had reached her climax again, and he allowed himself to follow her.
She curled up against him the moment he withdrew himself from her, spent, and flopped down next to her on the bed. Putting his arms around her, he couldn’t help but letting out a sigh of contentment. “Did you enjoy yourself, Bella?” He could feel her nod against his bare chest. “As did I. We should do this more often, don’t you think?” She nodded again and put her arm around his chest while entangling her leg with his. He wasn’t going anywhere. “Don’t worry, love,” he crooned and caressed her hair. “I won’t leave. And neither are you.”
A/N: If you think that there will be babies, sorry to disappoint you but if you’ve been reading this story, you’d know that Bella is without a uterus. You know, a womb to grow babies in? She can’t get pregnant. NO WOMB = NO BABY.
Thank you everyone for reading! The story is far from being finished and I’m glad that despite its darkness, you guys like it!