Girl of the Originals

Chapter 3

I was startled as they continued to embrace me, touch me, and sniff me. It was so strange. Honestly I wanted to pull away, because it was creepy, but my muscles refused to move. It took me a moment to realize why. As one of them touched me from around my hips, I began to moan. Every caress ignited a fire within my stomach.

I began to move closer until I was leaning on them, and they had to support most of my weight. I should've been embarrassed especially when Damon who was standing with everyone else at the end of the hallway leading into the living room that I vaguely remembered I was in, cleared his throat, but I wasn't.

It felt so good, so right like I was finally getting something I didn't realize that I needed.

I didn't notice the raging voices behind me my dream boys, and I, nobody else.

The blond one was the first to pull away. I whined until he whispered in my ear, "Don't worry. We'll finish this up later."

Finish what up?

The boy or should I say man with the dark brown hair added, with a stronger British accent than the first, "I vote for sooner rather than later."

I was a little dizzy as I spun around to face my family and friends that I just remembered were still in the room. The two men supported me from behind.

"What is going on?" Elena said, stepping forward. "Why were Elijah and Klaus touching her like that?"

"That was so not cool, man," Tyler added.

"Wait a second," I said turning around to face the dark and the light, "which one of you is Klaus?"

"The blond who promised you a fun time," Damon hinted. God, I love him like a friend, but sometimes it takes a lot.

"You are Klaus?" I said to the one with the curly, sun collared hair and unique green eyes. I was confused and angry.

"In the flesh," he confirmed with a grimace knowing the storm that was about to come.

"So first you use your sire bond to get one of your minions to run over my ass, almost killing me in the process and then you feel me up?" I demanded my eyes filling up with tears, but I refuse to let them fall.

"Look love-" Klaus begins looking desperate before he was cut off by Damon.

"To quote Tyler a few moments ago "that was so not cool man"," Damon joked. Was he serious? Well no, but could he ever be?

"I'm outta here," Tyler said leaving. Finally.

"Before I was so rudely interrupted," Klaus said glaring over at Damon, "by a Salvatore none of the less," he turned back to address me, "I was about to say that I'm sorry, and that I'll forever torture myself for what I did to you. I'll never forgive anybody who hurts you, not even myself."

"What changed?" I questioned him.

"I think I'll let my brother explain this one to you. To be honest, I don't fully understand it myself either," Klaus said.

"Well before I begin I'd like to say that my name is Elijah Mikael son, and that my brother and I hope to get to know you on a personal level, Miss. Gilbert," he introduced himself and extended his hand.

With a single eyebrow raised, I placed my hand in his own thinking that he was going to shake it, but instead he brought my tiny hand to his lips and pecked it once. Moments after I pulled away the spot where he kissed me, still felt warm and tingly.

"I don't know if your sister told you this, but after you fell injured after my brother's wrongdoing, something I promise I'll punish him for, we felt uneasy in pain. We followed this uneasy feeling here where it traced back to you," Elijah began.