His Love

Chapter 56

Klaus' POV
Over the many centuries I've been with women, I've never once gotten nervous—or this impatient—when it came to sex. Many would throw themselves at me, so when my woman told me I had to wait, it took everything in me not to jump her like an animal. The self-control I've had to muster over these months has been maddening.

I paced the room nervously, hearing the shower running. My heart quickened when the water stopped. I could hear her heartbeat—it was fast, nervous, just like mine.

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Tara's POV
I wiped the fog off the mirror and stared at my reflection. This was it. Something deep inside me was holding me back, telling me I couldn't do this—but I knew it was just nerves. I shook it off and looked at the clothes on the counter.

When I picked up the black piece, my jaw dropped in horror.
"This has to be Rebekah's doing," I muttered.

In my hand was a two-piece, half see-through black lingerie set.
"Almost done!" Klaus yelled from the bedroom. Startled, I stumbled, knocking over a couple of things on the counter.
"Almost!" I called back nervously.

I quickly fixed the mess, slipped into the outfit, and took a few deep breaths. When I opened the door, Klaus was waiting, staring me down. His tux jacket and shirt were gone, leaving him bare-chested, abs on full display, with only his black slacks still on.

His eyes glowed golden brown as he looked at me hungrily.
"Fuck," he gasped.

He walked over, holding his hand out. I took it, and he led me to the bed.
"I don't want you to be nervous. I love you," Klaus whispered in my ear as he gently laid me down.

"Is it okay if I take this off?" he asked, glancing at my top.
I nodded slowly. He slid it off in one motion, and I instinctively covered my chest with my hands.

"You are gorgeous," he said, looking straight into my eyes.
"Stop it," I blushed.
"This is everything," he whispered before leaning down and taking my breast into his mouth.

I gasped as he sucked and nibbled, his fingers teasing my other nipple.
"Klaus..." I called softly.

He looked up at me, smirking, then dipped his head lower. I closed my legs on instinct.
"Dear," he smiled, "don't hide from me."

He pressed his tongue against the fabric, sending a shiver through me. Then, with one tug, he ripped the lingerie and began licking my folds.
"No, it's... nasty," I protested, covering myself.
"I want to taste you. Won't you let me?" Klaus pouted.

He waited patiently. I nodded, looking up at the ceiling.

His tongue grazed my clit, sliding in and out. I gripped the sheets, trying to hold back a moan.
"No. I want to hear you," he growled, sliding a finger inside me.

The heat built until I couldn't hold it in. My thighs tried to close around him, but he only quickened his pace. My toes curled, my insides clenched—then a sudden rush of release spilled onto the sheets.

"Oh. My. God," I gasped, sitting up. Klaus smirked.
"That... was..." I stammered, flustered.

He pushed me back down, climbing on top. His pants strained with the huge outline of his arousal.
"How is that even—" I stared.
"You're really turning me on," he said huskily.

With one swift motion, he stripped off his pants and underwear. His fangs extended, and he sank them into my neck, drinking. The sharp sting melted into pleasure, making me arch beneath him.

His length rubbed bare against my entrance, and I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer.
"You like that, huh?" he teased, making me pant.
"Klaus," I gasped.

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Klaus' POV
I remembered all the women I'd been with. They all ended up dead. I couldn't—wouldn't—do that to Tara. I looked down at her beneath me. My instincts screamed, but she touched my face, turning me back to her.

"It's okay. I trust you," she whispered, smiling softly. She was my reason for living now—to make her happy.

"I just don't want to hurt you," I admitted.
"I know you never would," she whispered back.

I kissed her passionately, our bodies grinding together. Gripping myself, I pressed the tip inside her. Tara groaned, a tear sliding down her cheek.
"Are you in pain?" I asked quickly.

She nodded, and I wiped the tear away.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"No... keep going," she squeaked.

I pushed in a little deeper. Her walls tightened painfully around me.
"Ahh," I groaned. "You have to relax, love. You'll break me off if you don't. I'll go slow."

Pulling out and sliding back in, I felt her body slowly loosen. Her warmth surrounded me, and she yelped, her eyes wide with surprise as pleasure began to take over.

Soon she was moaning, her body trembling as I picked up the pace. She clutched my shoulders as the bed creaked beneath us. I pounded her passionately, each thrust driving us higher.

Her body shuddered as she reached her peak, her moans filling the room. I groaned as her walls clenched tight around me, nails digging into my back. With one final thrust, I came, sighing as we both climaxed together.

I looked down at her, smiling at the haze of delight still clouding her eyes. The room echoed with the sound of her fading moans.

I pulled out, making her wince. Pressing a kiss to the top of her head, I whispered,
"I love you."

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