The Human In Him (Klaus Mikaelson)

Chapter 28:Heartache.

Dedicated to @LauraPetrova. Unedited.

Nora's POV

I whimper in grief as Niall turns me around, touching his pubic area on my hips; grinding almost.

‘‘Please Niall’’ I try to stop his large hands from unclasping my bra.

I've lost it. Its over. I can't take it anymore. The wall my brother help me build is broken and tumbling down in little pieces. My defensive, bitchy, evil, cocky wall is gone.

Here I am, crying like a fucking bitch trying to stop from touching me. The worst part is, he isn't, he won't and I can't stop it. He will do the shit he wants and no one will be here for me. No one. The man I fell in love with is sure as hell sitting in his room, his ego patting him on his back while they smile together and I get raped.

I sob, my wall is gone. The strong Nora Salvatore is gone. Everything, I buried deep down is rushing back to the surface. My fragility is back. And its not just back. It is shoved inside me. Badly and hardly.

I am broken from my trance as Niall's large hands explore my breasts.

‘‘No’’ I mumble, pleading but his naked body just vibrates against my just underwear worn body because of laughter. The thick, hot tears burn on my cheeks.

‘‘Why no?’’ he presses my breasts with his hand, the gesture making me press into him ‘‘you should be enjoying it love.’’ His fingers tug down my underwear and I let out a screech as he buries one finger inside the line of my ass rubbing it.

‘‘You are warm, soft and hot as hell’’ he turns me around, pushing me on the little table in the corner of the room.

‘‘Please’’ the tears are not stopping.

He takes my bitten arms and puts them on his waist.

Bitten? Hell yeah Bitten.

Flashback

‘‘Yes, but right now your panties are the one's in trouble.’’ He smirks playing with the waistband of my underwear as I gasp and my idiot body starts trembling.

‘‘Oh dude please’’ I give a half laugh, grinning.

‘‘You know I can psychically hurt you’’ he smiles and his thumbs slip in my underwear while his other fingers are resting on my waist.

‘‘That so?’’ I grin. The shaking hasn't stopped.

‘‘You'll see’’ he turns and my blood runs cold.

He is a hybrid. My mind panics and a thousand horrendous thoughts run through my mind. I can heal Klaus' bite because of our soul bond. But with Niall, I have no bond. If he bites me, I will need Klaus' blood as fast as possible or the hallucinations will start and the pain will be unbearable.

‘‘Oh no, no, no, no’’ I laugh ‘‘you are not hurting me’’ I smirk.

‘‘Watch me’’ he raises his eyebrows.

‘‘Niall no’’ my tone is serious, more pleading than demanding.

‘‘Oh really?’’ he takes my right arm kissing it, back and forth. Touching his tongue along in his kisses. I feel my legs going jelly. I hardly block the moans that come with his warm lips pressing against my skin. ‘‘Your beautiful skin is too delicate baby’’ his hands rub up and down at my sides. I block the moans but cannot help the shivering and the movement of my hips which swirl round and round.