Chapter 18: What A Girl Wants, Part 2

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"I know you can do better than that! That was pathetic!" Klaus's menacing stance towards Cami successfully masked the fact the two had spent a good part of the morning on the settee in Klaus's private art room, enjoying classic literature, stealing the occasional kiss, but most importantly, simply enjoying each other's company. The two warriors stood once again in the same wooded area as before, except this time Cami was a much more formidable opponent. They had been sparring for hours. He was a master at disguising his real emotions and successfully hid the fact he was incredibly proud of her and how well she was doing. He also suppressed the urge to let her give up so they could go back to what they were doing that morning, which had given him a joy that he had not felt in a long time. A light drizzle of rain had begun, quickly dampening her hair and soaking her blouse, allowing the outline of her bra to show through. His desire for her began to distract him as he fought to remain stout as her instructor.

"You know, you sound just like Mikael," she spat at him. The look that crossed his features almost scared her.

"Insulting me in the worst possible way will not let you off the hook, Camille. Now, attack me as if your life depended on it."

Using her psychology skills on herself, she channeled the fears she experienced with the heretic into her physical being, forcing her muscles and elementary magic to work as they never had before. The bliss she had experienced with Klaus over the past few weeks was worth fighting for and as she stood facing him in battle, she imagined that she was fighting the evil that was inside him, the part of him that would ever stand in the way of her happiness. With a cry of ferocity, she charged at him and successfully stayed on her feet as they sparred. She managed to cast a fire spell, just missing his leg by a few inches. The rain successfully put it out as she caught him off guard, pinning him against a tree. As they stared at each other, breathing heavily from exertion, Cami was overcome by lust as she stared at the way his hair had become soaked with rain, the intense gaze in his piercing eyes, and how his shirt and jeans had become one with his body.

He couldn't take his eyes off her. She was the most amazing creature he had ever seen. Her beautiful eyes glistened as they stared into his and he knew she was feeling the same as he. "I am so in love with you, Camille. You are simply breathtaking."

She felt tears well up as the love she felt for him became overwhelming. Pressing her lips to his, she kissed him passionately, running her mouth over his chin, his neck, and his cheeks as her hands ran over his shoulders and down his chest. "I can't wait anymore, Klaus," she whispered hurriedly, "I want you to make love to me."

He eagerly responded by kissing her with even more passion and urgency, placing his hands across her breasts, then down to her hips, pulling her close. As his lips grazed her neck, he whispered back, "I thought you would never ask." With his lightning speed, he carried her home, forgoing the car as he didn't want to take his hands off her for even a second. Once they were in her bedroom, he quickly undressed her, allowing a brief moment to appreciate his first view of her entire body. The subtle curves of her slender frame were beckoning him as he longed to touch every single one. A few lingering drops of moisture from the rain clung to her skin and her hair hung in wet tendrils.

She took her time undressing him, admiring the tattoo on his shoulder and appreciating the perfect body he hid so well under his clothes. As she placed kisses all over his torso, she murmured, "you should be shirtless more often." Cami could still taste the rain on his skin as her lips moved back up to his mouth. Her hands found their way to his hips and she pulled him closer to her, giving him the indication she was ready.

Klaus hoisted her up into his embrace. Her arms and legs instantly wrapped around him and they laid down together. As he ran his hands and lips over her body, he was as gentle as he could be while they coupled, restraining himself until he couldn't hold back any longer.

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