The Fallen One (On Hold for Edits and Rewrite!)

Chapter 10

Isolde's POV

Back at our home Rebekah was making me pratice dancing with Kol.  I was getting irritated because he was purposefully stepping on my feet.  We had been doing this all week since Rebekah decided she wanted to throw a ball.  The only reason I ever enjoyed the party scene was because of the easy prey.  Kol once again stepped on my foot causing me to growl and Bekah to laugh.

I pushed him away roughly.  "That is it I refuse to dance with him any longer.  I thought you were suppose to be a charmer Kol but you are nothing but a fumbling asshat."

A chuckle from the door caused me to turn.  There stood Niklaus smiling at me.  I have tried so hard while he has been gone to stay mad at him.  I also tried to snuff out the feelings I was having for him but I couldn't.  Something was drawing me to him but I wasn't quite sure what it was.  Granted he was handsome, powerful, feared, immoral, and one of a kind but this was something else.

"I'd like to have a word with you Isolde." He nodded his head for me to follow him to his room so I did.

Shutting the door behind me I was shocked when he was right in front of me.  "Yes Niklaus?"

"What did I do Is?  Just tell me so I can fix it.  I don't like your temper being directed at me."  His hand stroked my cheek as he spoke.

"I am not mad at you anymore Niklaus.  I'm mad at myself."  I looked to the side not wanting to meet his stare.

He lifted my chin forcing me to look into his eyes.  "Why would you be mad at yourself?"

Looking into his eyes I couldn't stop myself from telling him. 

"The night you pretty much called me the whore of the town I shared something with Rebekah.  The only reason I showed her is because I didn't know what it was and I needed someone who could explain it to me.  She was going to tell but I wanted to figure it out for myself before anyone knew.  I, in all honesty, was scared of it."

"What did you show her love?" His voice was soft.

Placing my hands on either side of his head I let all the emotion I was feeling towards him flow through.  When I pulled my hands down his eyes scanned my face confusion written all over his beautiful features.

His eyes turned slightly sad when realization hit him.  "Who?"

I couldn't contain myself any longer I pulled his face down to mine.  As my lips found his it felt like lightening coursed through my body.  The way his lips move in perfect sync with mine felt like the most natural thing in the world.  His taste was like a drug that I instantly could not get enough of, sending me on the best high imaginable.  How his toned body fit against mine felt like two pieces of a puzzle only meant for each other.

Breaking the kiss I kept my forehead pressed to his.  "You are so amazing Niklaus."

"No Isolde it is you who is amazing.  You are beautiful, deadly, and so very unique." Lifting me up bridal style he placed another kiss on my lips before placing me on his bed.

Klaus hovered above me placing sweet kisses on my lips.  Soon the kisses became feverent as he started to trail down my jaw, then my neck.  Every kiss made the desire in me burn like hot coals in the pit of my stomach.  I had been with many men in my time but none ever caused me to feel the way Niklaus did.  Before long clothing came off piece by piece and I had the most amazing night of sexual pleasure in my life.

It had been two months now since Niklaus and I had got together.  Most nights were just like the first night we had been together, others we just laid here talking or I would watch him paint, on occasion I would sing for him.  This morning we lay tangled in the sheets talking with one another, sharing a stolen kiss here or there. A small laugh escaped me as I thought.  "I don't know about you Nik but the sex we have is the most amazing I have ever experienced."