𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕺𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝕴𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑𝖘

Chapter Six

Shut Chapter

Bonnie and Klaus fell back upon the king-size bed as one. The Immortal Hybrid had his arms wrapped around her securely as to soften the fall.

Slowly, he broke the kiss, his blue eyes meeting her hazel in an almost tender gaze. If the two were human, nor the greatest of enemies, one might assume that the look Klaus was giving her was caring, loving almost. But Klaus and Bonnie knew, or at least believed, that there was no way possible for them to be together.

Again, or so they believed.

“Why’d you stop?” Bonnie asked, panting softly.

Klaus could hear the pounding of her heart in her chest, a rhythm he liked. “I always ask for permission, love. You know that.”

Bonnie’s cheeks burned, and she nervously glanced away, only to turn back and press her lips back to his. “Permission granted.”

Klaus grinned at her clear hunger. Bonnie grabbed the bottom of his shirt and lifted it, pulling it over his head and tossing the fabric somewhere in the room. Klaus wasn’t as gentle. Instead, he grabbed the front of Bonnie’s shirt and tore it open, bra and shirt as one.

His eyes fell upon her breasts, and Bonnie saw them physically dilate and darken with clear, primal hunger. Klaus cupped them in his palms, kneading the left one gently while pinching the right nibble between his forefinger and thumb, rolling it.

Electricity shot through Bonnie’s body. The young witch mewed as Klaus’s mouth moved to her neck, his sharp teeth scraping against her collarbone as he continued to caress her breasts.

Bonnie’s core began to throb. She clenched her thighs together, wiggling, but Klaus knew what he was doing. Leaning Bonnie back, he lowered his mouth to her chest, encasing her left breast with his hot mouth. His tongue circled the sensitive nub, his teeth gently pulling on it, the Hybrid smirking to himself as Bonnie’s moans grew louder and heavier.

But, this was just to distract her.

With his other hand, Klaus swiftly and slyly unbuckled Bonnie’s jeans. He walked his fingers down her stomach, tracing the outline of her labia before he slowly slid in his middle finger.

Bonnie’s eyes flew open. Her mouth opened wide with a gasp, her nails biting into the covers under her. Klaus smirked and continued to pump his fingers, curling them inside her as to stroke her most sensitive spot. Klaus knew where it was. He knew the right angle for his finger to hit. It didn’t take long for Bonnie’s knees to begin to tremble and shake.

She gripped his shoulders, her cries and moans growing louder and louder, her back arching off the bed.

“K-K-Klaus!” Bonnie gasped. “F…Fuck!”

“What’s the matter, Love?” Klaus whispered, his voice thick, dark-blue eyes looking up at her. “Are you alright?”

Bonnie was panting. Inside her, a dam and its pressure were building, growing larger and larger with every stroke of his fingers or flick of his tongue.

She couldn’t hold back anymore.

Her body shuddered, and her hips jerked as her release rushed through her, a shriek tearing from her throat.