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Before I could say another word, Klaus grabbed my arm and pulled me into my history class. He closed the door shut and locked it.
“So now you’re trapping me and keeping me hostage in my classroom?”
“Isn’t that how the old fairy tale goes little Red?” there was a mocking undertone in his voice. I really wished he would stop smiling like that. The classroom was dark and I knew he wasn’t going to turn a light on. Luckily the blinds were drawn back, and the lawn lights somewhat illuminated the room.
“Who are you even supposed to be?”
“Isn’t it obvious sweetheart?” his soft aqua eyes suddenly transitioned to crimson gold, as black spider veins began to spread around his cheekbones. “I’m the big bad wolf…”
I gasped and took a step back while he approached me in his hybrid transitioned state.
“And I’m really hungry Elena,” a low growl rumbled through his chest. “I could just….eat you up,” he slowly removed his suit jacket.
My heart was pounding and there was a heat growing in between my thighs. I knew I shouldn’t be feeling aroused, but that’s just the effect Klaus had on me. Every time he was close to me, or so much as looked at me, it made me want him. And ever since that night in his car…everything we did…I just couldn’t wipe those memories away.
“Poor little Red,” he slowly started pacing around me. “Trapped inside with the big bad wolf. Too bad there’s no one here to save you…” he whispered in my ear and I shivered.
“Don’t touch me,” my voice cracked.
“No one to hear you…”
He was right. No one could hear me. All that could be heard was the loud music that vibrated its way through the entire school from the gymnasium. I felt goose bumps form down my arm when Klaus lightly brushed his fingertips over my shoulder.
“Let me go,” I closed my eyes and tried to fight the way he was making me feel.
“You’re free to leave luv. All you have to do is walk right up to that door and unlock it,” he whispered in my ear. “But the fact of the matter is…you don’t want to leave,” Klaus lowered my hood off my head and then untied my red cape as it fell to the floor. My heart was beating so violently in my chest now. I was certain he could hear it. I wondered if he was also able to hear the sound of my blood rushing through my veins. The black corset that I had tied around my torso was suddenly loosening as I realized that he was untying it from the back. I felt like a statue; frozen. I couldn’t move. The fear that my heart would explode at any given moment was very real to me. I tried to breathe and muster up the strength to move my feet and escape, but for some reason…I couldn’t. It’s not like he had compelled me to stay.
“I’ve missed your body Elena. You belong to me…and you know it,” my corset fell to the ground as I felt his arms envelop around me, pulling me close to his body. This felt all too familiar. Flashbacks of the moonstone ritual flickered before my eyes. I was trapped in his arms just like in this moment, and he was going to feed on me. He was going to kill me. But it wasn’t his fangs that I felt poking against me; it was something else…"I know what you want Elena. I can feel what you’re feeling.“
I gasped when he moved his hands up my rib cage, barely cupping my breasts. "Do you miss me being inside of you?” he brushed his lips down my neck and I trembled. “Do you miss my lips, my touch?” I felt his hands move up my erected nipples.
“No, I don’t,” I tried to keep my voice steady and serious, but my breath was quivering. Klaus kept kissing my neck, and then I suddenly felt my body lifted up.
I was now sitting on top of Alaric’s desk with Klaus in between my legs. He pulled and untied the draw strings on my shirt and ripped my bra in half. My breasts were exposed now and my mind was reeling from shock, arousal and adrenaline.
“Klaus…what are you—” but his lips crashed down onto mine before I could say anything else, and I could feel myself abandoning my own self-control, because in that moment, I just wanted him. He groaned into my lips as he cleared off the desk while pens and papers fell to the floor.
I reached for his belt and unfastened it, making sure to not lose contact with his lips. His big, hard cock was now throbbing in my hand. I felt his fingertips brush up my inner thigh until he found my panties and pushed it to the side, before guiding himself inside of me. It felt so good to feel his thick length fill me up and expand my walls; skin on skin. He was now pounding into me hard and deep. I moaned from pain and pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re so wet and tight. So ready for me…”
“Nik…” I moaned his name while he moved in and out of me. I was so mad at him for making me jealous on purpose, I was hurt, but in that moment nothing mattered, because I was completely drowning in him and he was consuming me. My body was on fire and I couldn’t fight the undeniable fact that I had been craving him all these days…weeks. That’s why I’ve been avoiding him, because I knew if I were anywhere near him, in a room, or within a close radius…I wouldn’t be able to fight these impulses…these feelings. He was completely dominating my body, and as terrifying as it was to stare into his demonic, golden eyes, it was arousing me in the darkest ways. I never knew I even had these desires. Not until him.
“Do you have any fucking clue how crazy you make me? Do you Elena?” he growled and kissed me hard, slowing down his pace. I wrapped my legs around his waist more tightly and pulled him deeper inside of me. “No more making me jealous sweetheart. You’re lucky I didn’t hurt anyone.”
“You hurt me—” I couldn’t believe I was admitting this, but he was making all these vulnerable emotions resurface within me, while he was penetrating himself deep inside of me. I just couldn’t understand how he was able to do this while we were having sex. Our sex was carnal, lustful, aggressive, passionate and painful at times, but for some reason, I felt safe. How was that possible? Was this just fucking? It was far from love making. No roses, candles and romance. Maybe we were just responding to our most basic human desires…like instinct. But this felt more like animal instinct than human.
“You hurt me too,” he confessed as he withdrew from my lips and kissed my neck.
What was going on with me? I was losing all sense of time and place. The only thing I could focus on was the sound of his harsh and laboured breathing against my neck, and the weight of his chest rubbing against my breasts. I needed to feel his skin. God, I just needed to touch him. So I unbuttoned his shirt and practically peeled it off his chiseled body until my hands were tracing every rippled muscle of flesh. I gasped when I felt his sharp fangs pierce my skin, as he hungrily drank from my neck. But the sensation was teetering between pain and pleasure. My eyes rolled back as a loud moan escaped my lips. I dug my fingernails down his back in response. I wasn’t sure if I scratched him hard enough, but I knew the marks would be there.
“Nik…Klaus…”
“That’s it luv, say my name,” he whispered in my ear and kissed me hard. I could taste my own blood. It was hot and metallic.
“Bite me deeper…please…”
“What?” those crimson, golden eyes were glowing and piercing right through me once again, as I breathed out my fear and exhilaration.
“Make me feel alive again,” I reached for his face and kissed him passionately. “What are you waiting for?” I pulled back and stared into his eyes. “Hurt me,” and then I did it, one hard slap right across his cheek. He growled aggressively and wrapped his fist around my hair, tugging it back. “That’s not hard enough!” I attempted to slap him again but he caught my wrist and gripped it so tight, I was afraid he was going to crush my bones.
“You want pain?” his voice was deep, laced with a dark undertone. “You’re going to regret it.”
Before I could even absorb his words in my brain, I felt a stinging sensation on the right side of my neck, and then the strong scent of my own blood assaulted my sense of smell as my blood poured out of my jugular and pooled around me on the table. He bit right into the main artery. Shit. Fear spiked my adrenaline as I lay there, scared and aroused. I was fully aware that he was going to devour me…and I wanted him to.
The next thing I knew my legs were spread so painfully wide that I could feel the burn in my inner thighs, and my breasts were bouncing up and down because Klaus was pounding his cock so hard and deep into my cervix. I had to hold onto the edge of the table to steady myself as he slammed into me faster. He was beating me up inside.
“Oh…m..mmy…gg..ggod…” I was breathless, and as much as it hurt, the immense amount of pleasure that I felt building up inside of me, was overpowering the pain. I could feel my blood gushing out of neck with every powerful thrust he gave. It was intense, it was raw, it was violent. It was Niklaus Mikaelson.
My head was getting dizzy and I was losing rapid amounts of blood, but more than anything I wanted to find my release in that moment, because I was so close. His shaft was so big and swollen inside me. He was hitting my G spot. I reached up at my neck and wiped my hot, intoxicating blood on my fingers, then slipped them into his mouth. It was so sexy to watch him suck back my blood while he fucked me. My heart rate was speeding up as he pushed me over the edge and gave me the most mind blowing orgasm.
“Nik! I'm…I'm….” my body started to convulse as every muscle squeezed and contracted inside of while I felt the rushing pressure of his release, ejaculating and flooding me completely. I could feel my heart rate slowing down because of all the blood I was losing, and I was on the verge of passing out.
Klaus bit into his wrist and forced it into my mouth. I closed my eyes and consumed his blood as my open wound began to miraculously heal and close shut. “That’s it luv, a little more,” he encouraged me with a soft, gentle voice.
I felt my body fully replenished and revitalized after about a minute. That’s when I finally let go of his wrist and took a deep breath. There was so much blood around me, dripping down the table and onto the floor. This wasn’t good, and Alaric wasn’t going to be happy. Of course I would never admit that it was my blood. No one knew about Klaus and I, and I intended to keep it that way.
Dom/Sub 😍
Klaus grabbed her thighs and lifted her up before he pressed himself in between her legs. Elena automatically wrapped her arms around his neck for support. She could feel his evident hard-on throbbing against her soaked, mesh bikini. He kissed her hard and aggressively until she eventually submitted and let his tongue inside.
“Tell me you don’t want me inside you,” he breathed between lustful kisses.
Elena moaned when he kissed her neck and let go of her right thigh so he could position himself at her entry. Klaus slipped her bikini to the side and guided his manhood right against her soaking sex. Another breathy moan escaped her lips as he lifted her leg up against and guided it around his waist. All he had to do was move an inch and he would have been buried inside of her.
She was deliriously turned on and unable to think of the repercussions of their actions. No one was around them. They were in a very remote location and seconds away from banging each other’s brains out. Klaus kissed Elena and teased her as he pressed himself against her slick entry.
“Tell me you don’t want this cock pounding you.” He kissed her passionately slow and sucked back her sultry bottom lip. “Say it,” he commanded, growing impatient.
The pit of her stomach had twisted into a thousand knots. Elena had dreamed of this moment for months. Her sleep was always assaulted by graphic sexual dreams starring Niklaus Mikaelson. And now that he was between her thighs, all she wanted was to deafen her conscience and surrender to her lustful desires.
“You’re the last man I’d ever fuck.”
And as soon as she said it, he pushed himself inside of her until he painfully stretched her slick, tight walls. Elena cried out in pain and pleasure as Klaus buried his face in her neck and penetrated her to the hilt. He felt so big and thick inside her. She was worried that he’d rupture her cervix. The intrusion of his forceful thrust, hurt so good.
“Why… do you always… have to be… such a… bitch to me?” he growled as he mercilessly pounded his aching length into her.
Elena dug her nails into his back and locked her legs around his waist to feel him deeper. The penetration felt undeniably amazing. It was pleasure mixed with pain. She’d been so sex deprived for too long that it was as if he was shredding her hymen all over again.
Time seemed to have slowed down as she focused on their erratic breathing. She contradicted all her hateful confessions as she took his face in her hands and kissed him with so much want and desire. The only sounds that could be heard was their pleasurable cries, breathy expletives, and flesh slapping on flesh.
Elena was revelling in sheer lust. She felt like a hedonistic nymph that had gone possessed.
He’s fucking me against the car… oh God… Don’t stop…
Normally Klaus would have been able to last much longer, but because they were both so turned on, all they wanted was sweet satisfaction. He kept thrusting in her until she splintered into a million pieces and had the most earth shattering orgasm she had ever experienced in her life. Every part of her body was tingling in the most mind numbing way. Without even asking for permission, he exploded inside of her and shot every last drop of his cum into her vulnerable womb. Elena was thankful that she was still on birth control.
Doctor: How many days out of a month do you feel fatigued?
Me: (stares into the camera like I’m in The Office)

