━━━ 'right. and then she stole your credit card and spent all your money so you had to commit fraud the entire way back'
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𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 a
girl from a broken
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(from heartache)
Margot's senses were overloaded by the feeling of Klaus' warm hand as he gripped her neck softly, pushing her against the wall of the hotel room they were temporarily staying in. Quiet moans slipped from her lips as his grip tightened.
Her eyes were covered by the tie he had been wearing for the past hour and her legs were wrapped tightly around his bare waist as he held her against the door of their hotel room.
As his lips kissed along her jaw hungrily, she whispered a quiet silencing spell before she felt him lick a stripe from her ear lobe to her collarbone. She couldn't help but whimper.
His body rutted against hers as his hands dug into the flesh of her thighs. Her thighs. God, they were his favourite part of her. The things he would and has done to those magnificent thighs could never be spoken.
She moaned loudly as his cock roughly entered her. "Nik!" she yelled or rather screamed as he pulled out before plunging back in.
Margot could hear his quiet whimpers in her ear as he leaned in closer, resting his chin on her shoulder as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear.
"Fuck," she whimpered as his stubble scratched her bare shoulder.
His pace was steady and fast. He surely put his hybrid speed to the test as he pounded into her, the door emitting cracking noises from the power of his thrusts.
His hand trailed down, flicking her nipple before moving further. He slowly reached her clit before his thumb began to move in slow circles as if they were calculated just to please her.
They had been in Tennessee for a few weeks searching for wolves and only had a single lead so it was safe to say Klaus was a little restless.
Her vision turned white as he hit that one special spot inside her, the act earning a loud moan from her pink lips.
"Cum for me, love. Cum all over me," he whispered, his voice raspy as he gently bit her earlobe.
His pace had slowed. It was no longer rough, calculated thrusts but instead sloppy, slow ones as he moaned.
She clenched around him tightly as she let go. Fuck, it felt like heaven to him. If there was a god, he was sure it was her. If she told him to kneel, he would already be on the ground for her.
It only took two more thrusts before he came undone, his thrusts shaky, almost nonexistent and he held her against the door.
They waited for a minute, him still inside her, as he held her against the hotel door, each listening to the other's heavy breaths.
It was Margot that broke them apart as she slowly moved out of his hold. She sent him a quick smile as she grabbed her clothes before putting them on, starting with her black lace panties.
