Young Gods (A Klaus Mikaelson Fanfic)

Chapter 44- I Just Wanted A Vacation

Belladonna's P.O.V.

I wake up to the feel of Klaus' lips against my neck. I hum at the feeling but don't open my eyes as he chuckles against my neck before moving his lips down my neck to the junction where it meets my shoulder, nipping at it with his human teeth. I let out a moan as his hand wanders over the bare skin of my stomach, slowly moving lower. "Nik," I whine as his fingers brush over my core before moving away.

"Tell me what you want, Princess," he whispers in my ear and I open my eyes to look at him.

"You, I want you." He smirks.

"You want my what? Use your words." I fight against my combative nature in my attempt to be submissive. He rewards my apparent effort by moving his thumb to my clit, rubbing gentle circles against it.

"Your cock," I moan out. "I want you to fuck me, Nik, please!"

"Good girl," he chuckles out before I hear the tearing of foil, and then moments later, he thrusts inside of me.

"Fuck," I call out as he gives me time to adjust. There's no discomfort this time, only pleasure, and I have to thank my vampire healing because we've only briefly left this bed in the last four days. "Nik," I plead and he pulls out before thrusting back into me. I moan loudly at the feeling of the new position. Klaus had taken to trying out every position he could think of since I came back from the Lockwood mansion and I had to commend him for it. If there is one thing no one could say, it's that he's a greedy lover.

Having him take me while I'm on my side, however, might just be my new favorite position. As he continues to slam into me, bringing me closer and closer before I tip over the edge with a guttural moan as my body feels as if it's on fire. Nik doesn't stop there, however, oh no. He keeps going, his speed increasing until the pain of the aftershock is once again pleasure, and only then does he pull out, but only long enough to lay on his back and pull me on top of him.

Despite my orgasm, I'm energized so I easily lift up before slamming myself down on him, making us both groan quite loudly. I set a fast pace, desperate to get him off in what I know is his favorite position. "God, I love this position," he tells me as if having read my thoughts. "I love watching your breasts bounce as you fuck yourself on my cock." His dirty words make me clench around him as I once again pick up the pace.

"Keep talking," I moan. He gives me a wolfish grin but obeys nonetheless.

"What? Do you like me talking about how good your cunt feels around my cock, Princess? Because it does. It feels bloody fantastic as your breasts bounce in my face just begging me to tease them with my mouth. I love the way your cunt drips at my dirty words."

"Oh fuck," I cry as I feel myself get closer.

"Hold it, Princess. I'm almost there," he promises before grabbing my hips only to use his grip to slam me down on him at a pace that almost doesn't feel possible. "Do you feel that, Love? Can you feel my cock in your stomach?"

"Yes," I sob.

"Good," he groans. "Now come with me." His words set me off and I feel myself go off around him. Through my pleasure, I feel the slight warmth of the condom being filled and wonder what it would feel like without a condom. Before I can get too far into those thoughts, the high begins to end and my thoughts become a lot more rational. Klaus helps me dismount him before I collapse next to him, a panting mess. He disposes the condom and I curl up next to him.

"You know, you are unfairly good at that."

"The sex or the dirty talk?" He wonders.

"Both," I answer honestly and he chuckles right before my phone goes off, making me groan, and not in a sexy way. "I have to answer that, don't I?" He shrugs and I sigh. After leaving Carol, I had come back to the Mikaelson mansion and confessed to Klaus what I had done. I don't know if murder made him horny or if he was just really impressed by my cruelty, but either way, he had kissed me in the middle of the kitchen which had very unhelpfully led to him fucking me on the island before we moved to his bed.