*Another short one! Sorry! This is basically a mature chapter between Klaus and Claire, not my best but I still hope you enjoy! The next chapter is going to be pretty long to make up for two short ones in a row so be prepared!*

"Good morning, sweetheart" Klaus mutters as Claire slowly wakes up. Klaus had woken up about an hour earlier and couldn't bring himself to leave her side. He loved being beside her as she slept. The sound of her steady heartbeat, her slow breaths. He especially loved how when he moved, she moved with him.

"What time is it?" She mutters tiredly. She nuzzles her head deeper into his chest. He kisses the top of her head.

"About nine in the morning." He mutters in reply. For a moment he thinks she's fallen back to sleep but then she shuffles in his arms to lay on her back. Slowly, her eyes flutter open. "I want to take you out today... Just the two of us." He whispers lowly knowing she was still waking up.

"What did you have in mind?" She asks with a lazy smile. He smiles back at her.

"One of the dreams I had of your past was of you and Caroline" Klaus begins to explain. Claire lays her head on the side looking at him. "You two were very young and a man was taking you horseback riding. You seemed to enjoy it." He says. She instantly smiles at the memory.

"Bill had taken us horseback riding a little bit after him and my mom divorced. He took us a few times but eventually he stopped." Claire explained sounding slightly disappointed. She hasn't been on a horse for a long time but the thought of being on one again made her extremely excited.

"So, you want to go?" He questions. She smiled nodding. He grins climbing on top of her. Her legs instinctively move to allow him to settle between them. He rests on his elbows, his face hovering over hers. Her hands rub his sides slowly. "I love you, Claire Forbes." He confesses to her. She smiles at him, her eyes lighting up like a Christmas tree.

 "I love you Niklaus Mikaelson" She whispers to him. 

Their eyes gaze into each other before their lips connected. Claire's fingers dig into his sides pulling him down onto her more. She moans lowly as his hips roll into hers. Her legs hook around his. She wanted to be as close to him as possible. "What are you doing to me, Claire?" He whispers in a daze.

He's never felt like this in his entire existence. He's cared for other women but nothing like Claire and certainly not so soon. He's hardly known her for long but to even try to imagine life without her is complete hell. 

Claire smiles and manages to push him onto his back. This allows her to straddle his waist. He grins up at her, his eyes soft and completely filled with adortion. She brushes their noses together before kissing him softly.

"Showing you that you're not alone" She answers him even know she knew it was a rhetorical question. A sense of seriousness crosses his face. "Trying to prove to you that you are loved and that you are capable of loving someone despite what you want everyone else to think."

"I want you" He whispers. His fingers cup her ass giving it a message. She moans pushing her ass against his hands. He smirks kissing her hungrily. He rolls her back onto her back, pressing her into the mattress. "I want all of you. I want to mark you. I want to be buried inside of you. I want the entire world to know you are mine." He growls into the skin of her neck, his teeth nipping at her.

Her heart begins to race faster, his hips grind into her harder. Her hand weaves through his blond hair. Her legs tighten against him.

"Klaus" She whispers. "If you mark me we'll never make it to go horseback riding." She moans, his hand groping her breast. She felt herself quickly giving into him. She knew that after they passed a certain point, they wouldn't leave the bedroom for a long time. She remembers her time with Elijah. They were completely obsessed with each other for so long, it's died down but their desire for each other is still higher than what it was before they completed the bond.

"I can live with that." He mutters. "I need you, Claire." His lips continue to assault her neck. She could feel herself giving into him. "We have eternity to go riding... I'll even buy you your own horse. A whole barn full of them if you so wish." He whispers his lips brushing against her ear. "But I need you now, please" He begs quietly.

"Ok" She whispers. His head leaves her neck and he looks into her eyes. She nods smiling. "Ok" She repeats. A large grin comes onto his face as he presses his lips back onto hers. She moans gripping him hungrily. Any thought of horseback riding disappearing from their minds.

The next few moments happen in a haze of hunger and desperation. Their hands run up and down each others bodies, ridding the other of their clothes within seconds. Klaus takes a moment to admire her body. Her soft skin, her lust filled eyes, her hard nipples, her wet cunt.

"Absolute perfection" He whispers before leaning back down to her. He kisses her lips before proceeding to kiss every inch of her body. He trails his lips down her neck to her chest. His hands grope and message her breasts while he kisses down her stomach.

Her moans echo within the room, her mind completely consumed by the man worshiping her body. His hands leave her breasts slowly. They trail down her sides as he ventures lower and lower. She could feel the anticipation building, her need to have him in every way growing.

She tenses as he kisses in a sideways motion along her lower stomach. Her eyes gaze down at him. His lips kiss her scar, the only scar that taints her perfect skin. His eyes meet hers and his hands give her a comforting squeeze. Her head lays back further in the pillow, her eyes leaving his.

Her mind is momentarily distracted by the events that caused her the scar. Pain fills her heart and she closes her eyes, willing the memories away. It wasn't easy but Klaus helped distracted her.

A loud gasp escapes her lips as he kisses her down there. His tongue licks and his mouth suckles in all the right places. She squirms under his hold. His eyes watch her. He can just barely see her face but he loves watching her body move in response to what he's doing.

"Klaus" She whimpers feeling herself grow closer to her release. Klaus smirks as he pulls away. She whines giving him an annoyed look.

"All good things come to those who wait." He tells her, a smug smirk practically tattooed on his face.

"You're going to lecture me on patience?" Claire asks raising her eyebrows. He smirks kissing her softly. He rubs himself against her entrance, his head brushing against her button. Each time sends a pleasurable jolt through her body. "Klaus" She groans. "Please stop teasing" She whispers staring into his eyes. He grins but listens to her.

He keeps his eyes on her as he thrusts into her. He watches her as her eyes widened and her mouth opens to release a gasp. He buries himself as deeply as he can and stays there. He could hardly keep still. Her beautiful cunt squeezing around him tightly. Her hands grip at his biceps.

Claire gasps, her hands moving to his back, nails digging into his skin as he suddenly begins to move in and out of her. Klaus almost instantly loses himself in his primal instincts. He picks up his pace, hardly giving her time to adjust to him. His hands grab hers, their fingers interlocking. He pins them to the mattress, his lips dominating hers.

Klaus's lips leave hers and goes to her neck. He moves just below the mark Elijah makes. Her body tenses in anticipation, instinctively knowing what Klaus is about to do. His fangs elongate, his eyes burn a golden color. He clamps around her neck roughly.

Claire cries out as he feeds from her hungrily. The pain leaves as quickly as it comes being replaced by pleasure. She pants underneath him. They can feel the bond solidifying, completing. They could feel each other on a completely different level. 

Before Claire could focus, her body is shaking as an orgasm ripples through her. Klaus growls, clamping onto her neck more. Her blood tasted intoxicating as the orgasm rocked through her. It was a struggle to pull away but he managed. His tongue licked the stop where he fed from, cleaning and healing it.

Klaus collapses on top of her, his own orgasm coming. Claire moans feeling him come deeply inside of her. Klaus keeps his head nuzzled in her neck. He could smell their scents mixing. He could sense her emotions, her memories, her everything. 

He finally felt completely at peace knowing that she is his in every way possible. That the entire world would know who she belonged too.

Rolling onto his back, he pulls out of her. They lay on their back for a few moments, trying to get their racing hearts under control. He looks over at her, seeing her slowly falling back to sleep.

He knew it was the bond forcing her to sleep. Once she woke up she'd feel the full force of it. He pulls her into his arms, she curls into him. 

He couldn't help but to be slightly nervous for when she wakes. When she wakes, she wouldn't just be responsible for her own emotions but Elijah's and his own. While she could block his thoughts from her mind and her thoughts from his, there wasn't much of anything either of them could do about their emotions.

He fears it'll overwhelm her and hoped he'd be able to calm her down. Elijah had told him how she had reacted when she woke up from their first time. Hopefully she'll know what is happening and be able to anticipate but only time would tell.

He laid with her, not feeling the same type of fatigue she does. He found it difficult to keep his head away from her neck. He loves brushing his nose, brushing his lips against her neck. Even when she's asleep she can feel the affects of the mark. He felt a surge of pride go through him as he smelt his own scent on her.

"You're perfect" He whispers to her. "My perfect little sweetheart" He mutters his grip on her tightening. "I love you." He mutters.