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

Chapter 11

Klaus' POV

I had been gone three weeks and it was driving me mad to be away from Isolde.  I sent Stefan home a week ago, his incessant whining made me want to rip his tongue out.  I was relieved this morning when he called to tell me that they killed Mikael.  Rebekah assured me that he was indeed dead and that I could come home. 

Standing at the front door of the mansion I could hear Isolde's lyrical laughter.  She had shared with me that she had become friends with two of the hybrids, Noah and Liam, they kept her entertained with stories much like Kol would.  She had also told me that Rebekah and her had a spat.  Is told me Bekah had been acting strange but she chalked it up to her holding Matt prisoner.

Stepping inside I watched as she took down both of the hybrids.  Quickly she jumped up on the table doing a little dance as the groaned in pain on the ground.  "HA I win again.  You can not defeat me. I am the reigning champion of the mansion battles."

I chuckled causing her to spin around in my direction.  When Isolde's eyes landed on me she took off running.  Jumping up she wrapped her legs around my waist kissing me with more desire and intimacy than I have ever experienced.  She pulled back looking at my face in her hands before kissing me again.  The kisses became more heated and I moved them down her neck causing a small moan to come out.  The clearing of a throat caused both of us to look over.

"Boys I suggest you go take a long walk, grab some dinner, or just go outside."  I chuckled as Isolde's words made the two guys scurry out of the house.

"I have missed you so much love."  My words came out between kisses.

"What are you doing here?  I didn't know you were coming home."  She placed her forehead against mine.

I ran my hand down her back to the underside of her bum.  "Stefan and Rebekah called, Mikael is dead.  We will be celebrating tonight but right now all I want is to have you."

Lying on the floor of the parlor in front of the fire place Isolde laid sleeping on my chest.  I pulled the throw blanket over the lower halves of our bodies.  The memories of what just occurred ran through my mind.  The way she screamed and moaned my name was pure ecstasy.  The taste of her blood and the feeling when she bit me was like no other.  My finger tips lightly danced over her naked body memorizing every inch of her perfect flesh. 

"Oh shit dude."  The hybrid named Noah's voice shook me from my thoughts.

They stood there gawking at us.  Making sure Isolde was covered I threw my pants on then grabbed the hot poker out of the fire place.  "I suggest the two of you look somewhere else now unless you want me to ram this through your eyes."

"Klaus we didn't mean to we just assumed you would be upstairs and it's been hours."  The blonde Liam had turned facing the wall as he spoke.

"Yes well we do tend to lose track of time."  I placed the poker down and picked Is up with the blanket wrapped around her.

She nuzzled her face into my chest trying to get closer to me.  It brought a smile to my face.  I made my way to our room placing her gently on the bed before going to shower.  When I came back out Isolde was sat in the middle of the bed anger and hurt clouded her beautiful face.

"Love what's wrong?"  Sitting on the edge of the bed I took her hand in mine.

She looked up at me and the amount of pain in her eyes snapped something in me at that moment I would take on a thousand men if it would ease her pain.  "They lied to you Niklaus.  Rebekah and Stefan lied.  How could they do this?  Why would Bekah want you dead?"