𝐕𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 | 𝐍𝐢𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧

CHAPTER ELEVEN

It had been a week since they had arrived in Mystic Falls. Klaus had learned he needed the doppelganger's blood in order to turn his hybrids. After learning this information, he quickly took some of Elena's blood before he and Margot left for Portland, Oregon.

Margot wasn't the happiest about the destination, however, she found ways to take her mind off of her situation.

During this time, they were also giving Stefan his 10 to 12 business days which he had requested to recover from the news in which he had just received.

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"Mar- Margot," he whimpered as she moved up and down at a terrifyingly slow pace.

"What is it, baby?" She asked, slowly moving down even more, earning a whimper from the hybrid beneath her.

"Please- Please move faster, baby. I- I can't- please."

The heretic grinned as she stared down at him, "What was that? Say it a little louder, sweetheart," She whispered, her voice full of seduction as she leaned down to feather kisses along his chest.

"Lo- Oh fuck," He whimpered as she slid back down. He threw his head back as her pace increased. He couldn't even speak as she bit into his neck, drinking whatever he had to give.

He was an absolute mess beneath her.

He writhed and moaned as she bounced on his lap, occasionally clenching around him.

All he wanted at that moment was to touch her. But he couldn't. His hands were bound at his head by a rope which Margot had spelled to never break.

"Please, love," He groaned as he pulled against the restraints.

"Please what?" She asked as her lips parted from his neck, blood dripping down her chin onto his chest. Her eyes glowed blue as she stared down at him, a small smirk on her face.

The sight was come-worthy. Considering he came the second he saw her.

Her movements died down immediately as she glared at him. "I didn't say you could come."

Klaus, realizing his mistake, stared at her with wide eyes. "Love-"

She shook her head. "You know what happens when you don't do as I say, Niklaus."

"Please, love," He pleaded as her movements increased once again. This had happened only once before.

And right before he was about to come once again, she stopped.

Her actions continued until he was practically screaming beneath her. He couldn't breathe. It was too much, she was too much.

— — —

Margot had been peacefully sleeping on the hybrid's back as he trudged through a swamp to get to a camp nearby when she was woken by his voice.

"We're almost there, love."

She nodded against his neck as she slowly opened her eyes only to quickly shut them before burying her face in his neck once again. "It's too bright," She groaned as she gripped him tightly.

He smiled, using his free hand to take off his sunglasses before handing them to her. They were too big for her face but she looked adorable in them. Like a little James Bond.

She grinned as she put them on, glancing down at him, "How do I look?"

"Beautiful."

"You're just saying that to be nice," She said as she glanced down at the ground, a small frown on her face when she realized he had been walking through dirty water the whole time. "Aren't your feet cold?"