A taste of Mikaelson

Klaus X cassi pt.2

It's been a week since Klaus payed me a visit.
Since then I've been listening into my sisters conversations to see if I can hear anything about him.
I'm starting to come to terms with the fact that what happened was a one time thing and that I won't see him again.
Instead of sitting around and sulking, I go to mystic grill.
When I get there, I sit at the bar and ask for a water with lemon.
I feel someone staring at me, so I turn to my left and see Klaus.
Damon is facing him, meaning I can only see his back but I have a clear view of Klaus. He sends me a wink and a smirk.
He turns back to Damon and says something that must have bothered him because he stormed out of the grill.
Klaus walks over and sits next to me.
"My love, what a lovely surprise. I hope you haven't missed me while I was in Italy."
I raise an eyebrow at that. He was in Italy? Why?
"I actually didn't know you were gone. I just assumed you didn't want to see me."
I put my head down and look at my fingers. He puts his hand under my chin and brings my face up to look at him.
"My love, you don't know how much I wanted to see you."
He leans closer to my ear and whispers- "I've missed the feeling of you around me. That memory was the only thought keeping me up at night."
I blush furiously. How can he say things like that in public?
"Well, I have to go. I'm house sitting for my neighbor."
I stand up to leave but he blocks my path.
"Oh, you're going to be all alone this evening? Why don't I just accompany you?"
I can't bring myself to use my words so I just nod my head yes.
He follows me out to my car and takes the keys from my hands.
"I'll drive sweetheart, you just relax."
I get into the passenger seat and put on my seatbelt.
He starts driving through the empty roads of mystic falls. The sun has started to go down leaving darkness behind.
The sexual tension in the car growing thicker and thicker by the second.
He reaches over and puts his hand on my leg. A centimeter away from the hem of my dress. He starts rubbing circles into my thigh and slowly brings his hand up. Closer to my underwear.
I look over at him to see him fully concentrated on the road.
He keeps moving his has closer and closer to my core.
He finally pulls up to the house next to mine and parks the car. He gets out of the car, and before I can fully get out he grabs me and speeds me to the front porch.
"Love, I haven't been invited in by the owner."
"Oh, hold on."
I pull out my phone and call Mr.Halpert.
"Hey Mr.Halpert, I forgot I had tutoring today. Is it alright if my tutor Klaus comes inside while I watch your house?"
He says yes and invites him in.
I hang up and open the door.
Right when I step foot inside, I'm thrown on a bed.
Klaus rips my black dress off of me and puts his hand on my chest.
"I've waited to do this again. I've been with a lot of women. But none of them have ever matched up to how amazing you are."
I blush and start unbuttoning his pants. He pulls his long sleeve off and pushes me back down on the bed.
"I'm going to be rough this time baby."
I just nod and pull him down from his neck to connect his lips to mine.
He rips off my underwear and shoves 2 fingers inside of me.
"Oh fuck! Oh Klaus please" he starts pumping them in and out of me in an unbelievably fast rate.
I've been wanting him more and more ever since that night. My nails start digging into his back and he lets out a groan.
He pulls his fingers out of me and replaces them with his thick cock.
He starts pounding into me.
"Holy fuck you're so fucking tight."
I moan into his ear and leave kisses on his neck.
He pulls his face to mine and looks at me dead in the eye, still pushing himself into me.
"Fuck, I'm going to hurt you so bad"
I didn't fully understand what he said until he bit into my neck.
It hurt at first, but the pain subsided into pleasure. Making his thrusts even more pleasureful. He stops drinking from me and kisses me with my blood on his lips.
The metallic flavor making me grimace an little.
He then bites into his wrist and shoves it into my mouth. His blood doesn't taste like mine at all. His blood taste sweet. The more I drink the more he moans.
He pulls is wrist up from my lips and looks me in the eye.
I start screaming in pleasure feeling the familiar feeling of warmth filling the pit of my stomach.
I start bucking my hips to meet his now sloppy thrusts.
"Fuck, dear I think we should clean up now before your neighbor comes back tomorrow."
I nod and look at my ripped clothes on the floor.
I look up at him with sad eyes and ask "can you run to my room and get me some clothes." He chuckles and runs off.
For the rest of the night we talked about our families and our hobbies. Really getting to know eachother.

He doesn't seem like a monster to me.