KLAYLEY Short Stories. There will be sex scenes, erotica and smut in these stories.
Each Chapter is a Complete Story.
This book contains Adult Content and Themes.
I DO NOT OWN THE ORIGINALS OR THE TV SHOW.
BUT I DO OWN THIS STORY AND THE CREATIVE CO...
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"WHAHHHHHH,"
"Oh you have got to be bloody kidding me," Klaus growled and compressed his lips tight, fingers still curled around the sides of her underwear as she chuckled pulling her knickers off all the way down her legs and flinging them on the floor,
"He is demanding like you and if you didn't want another baby you should have wrapped that bad boy," She pointed to his hard rigid cock jutting up against his stomach, "On our wedding night," She sassed and smirked up at him.
"I love him, I love them both, but for the love of the gods can't he give me half an hour to fuck you senseless and then cry for a feed?" And then turned his head towards the door leading to the hallway, "And one, two, three," The sound of different crying could be heard, "There goes Hope," She sat up and crawled around him getting off the bed to get her robe, he groaned, "Perfect while I soothe our daughter back to sleep I can think of you naked under that robe feeding our son, all I wanted was...." She smacked her lips on his and patted his chest with a half grin, and opened the door going into Henrik's room, Klaus vamped into his jeans trying to stuff his hard on down to button them up and just managing it, walked out of the room passing Hayley changing a quietened down Henrik to go to Hope's room seeing his tousled haired half asleep brother standing there, "I have her Elijah sorry she woke you," Elijah mumbled and shook his head as though to say it was no bother walking away.
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"There is a red head walking towards us and she does not look happy her eyes are boring into the back of your head like she wants to kill you," Marcel sotto voiced to her holding two year old Hope on his lap as she demolished a slice of carrot cake most of it crumbling in his lap than in her mouth at the outside cafe, Hayley pulled the stroller with the sleepy Henrik inside closer to her seated side,
"Good afternoon, Aurora De Martel, may I join you," She introduced herself smiling falsely at Hayley, Hayley looked up at the short in statue redhead and waved her hand indicating the empty seat, "And you are Hayley Marshall....or do you call yourself Mikaelson?"
