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"Well, that was an eventful evening" Kol comments leaning against the doorway watching Claire put Madelyn down. 

"And of course it was more Elena and Tyler drama" Claire grumbles rolling her eyes.

Firstly, Tyler and Hayley try to get to Madelyn. Then, while Claire is enjoying herself with Caroline her mates swarm in and herd her away. Apparently Jeremy lost his marbles and attacked Elena. 

While it was only Jeremy attacking Elena, her mates weren't going to risk Jeremy causing a scene with trying to attack them or get to Claire, despite her not being a vampire.

Kol frowns slightly. He knew Claire was enjoying herself and he hated to have her day had been ruined. He had given into his primal desire to hunt during the party so he hadn't witnessed the ordeal with Tyler and Hayley but from what heard from his brothers it was quite a scene.

"The night's still young, darling" Kol said. "We can do anything you want." He says. Claire smiles down at Madelyn. She had heard Kol but at the same time she was too deep in her thoughts to understand the fact that he was talking to her.

She didn't trust Tyler and Hayley. She couldn't stop thinking about her interaction with them. It was obvious that Hayley had pushed, or dragged, him into the confrontation but she knew it he truly wanted too he could have gotten out of her grip and stayed away.

"You can't keep them separated forever"

"Watch me"

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 "And what law have we broken to deserve the death penalty?"

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"So, you're too much of a coward to do it yourself?... I never pegged you as a coward."

Claire wondered if she had the strength, the courage to actually pull through with her threat. The threat that promises Tyler and Hayley's demise should they stay in town, should they come close to her daughter. 

Tyler has done plenty of things to Claire. He's abandoned Madelyn, multiple times. He's abandoned herself, multiple times. He's cheated, lied and bullied her. He's turned the town against her, while she was pregnant. He had the nerve to get involved with her sister and then do the same to Caroline as he did to her, minus the knocking up part.

There isn't a bone in Claire's body that trusts Tyler. Even if she gives into her kinder side and allows Tyler to see Madelyn, to have a relationship with her, who's to say he won't up and leave one day? Abandon Madelyn for his own selfish needs again. She's given him that chance before and he took the little trust she had for him and demolished it when he left town with the werewolf, Jules. 

Why should she give him yet another chance? If history has taught her one think about Tyler Lockwood is that he never changes. He looks out for himself and claims to be loyal to others until things get tough and he runs. He's proved that time and time again.

However, despite everything that Tyler has done does he deserve death as she had threatened? How about Hayley? The only thing Hayley has done is fuck Tyler while he's with Caroline and help hybrids break their bond. Being a mega bitch doesn't mean she should be condemned to death.

But none of this changes the fact that Claire doesn't want Tyler anywhere near Madelyn, anywhere near Caroline or any other member of her family. Claire may not be convinced about his death being a necessity but she is convinced that she wants Tyler to stay away from her daughter.

"Darling" Kol whispers in her ear bringing her from her thoughts. She jumps slightly startled as he wraps his arms around her waist. "It's been a long day, love... Why don't we relax for a little bit?"

"Alright" Claire nods allowing him to lead her out of the room. He escorts her into her closet room.

"How are you feeling?" Kol asks suddenly remembering how she had felt earlier in the morning.

"I'm fine, Kol" Claire smiles turning to him. He didn't look convinced but Claire easily distracts him. "Wanna unzip me?" With that simple question, added with a seductive wink and bite of the lip, Kol forgets all about his concerns and flashes up behind her.

"Of course" He smirks slowly unzipping her dress, his knuckles brushing along her bareback as he did the task. She shivers, closing her eyes. He smiles and raises his hands. Gently be brushes the dress off of her shoulders allowing it to all to the ground.

Kol growls possessively. He hugs her waist and nuzzles his head into her neck. Her head rolls to the side, resting on his shoulder. He takes in her scent, his lips going to the mark on her neck that belongs to him.

Claire's breathing escalates as the stress of the days events rolls off her shoulders. Her body relaxes completely against him. He nips at her neck suddenly growing desperate for her blood despite the feast he had during the party. He hadn't killed anybody, much to his surprise and slight disappointment, but he did feed from plenty of attractive women yet non of them compared to Claire.

 Claire's eyes opened and immediately went to the full length mirror their standing in front of them. Her dress in a heap around her ankles. Sections of hair loose from the loosened braid. Her matching lace bra and cheeksters. Kol's arms wrapped around her midsection, his face not visible as he concentrates on her neck.

She gasps softly as he sinks his fangs into her neck. His grip tightens like a snake. Her left hand raises and her fingers slighter through his hair, holding him close. Her other hand grips his forearm. He growls as he feeds from her.

Claire moans, her eyes closing. Having Kol, or any of his other brothers, feed from her is a feeling she doubted she could describe accurately. It isn't painful, it's pleasurable but even that word, pleasurable, doesn't seem to describe the sensation correctly.

She smirks as pushes her hips backwards, grinding on him lightly. Ever so slowly she begins to add more friction. Her hands leave his hair and forearm to wrap around his body behind her. He growls as she grips his ass. She smirks messaging him.

In an instant his fangs detach from her. He spins her around and has her pinned between him and the wall before she can blink. She barely has time to smile before his lips are possessing hers.

Kol held her desperately. Claire hung onto him, not having expected this to go at such a fast pace. She gasps as he rips her underwear off and shimmies his pants and boxers down.

"Kol, Kol" Claire grabs his face making him look at her. "Slow down, sweetheart" She whispers to him. "I'm all yours. I'm not going anywhere." She presses her forehead on his. "Relax" She whispers kissing his lips. His body molds into hers. "I love you" She whispers kissing down his neck. He smiles resting his head on her shoulder.

"I don't think you can comprehend just how I feel for you." Claire smiles against his neck. He pulls away slightly so they he can look at her. She rests her head onto the wall. Their eyes filled with love and adortion. "You're my world, Claire Forbes." He kisses her forehead. "My happiness." He kisses her nose. He grins as her face scrunches up slightly. She giggles causing his grin to deepen. "My humanity" He adds with a whispers. The seriousness in his tone, in his expression causes her eyes to soften ever so gently. He connects their lips softly.

Claire couldn't remember a time where Kol had been so gentle, so attentive, so loving while being with her in such an intimate way. They would start out the way they had yet as time night went on his inner beast would be released. Yet this as different. He worshiped her and continued to try and prove to not only her but to himself that he could love, not that she ever doubted it.

"I love you." Claire whispers laying on her back, Kol laying on top of her. His head resting directly above her heart. His eyes are closed as he listens to the steady beat. His arms comfortably encircle around her waist, they tighten as her words sink in. "Do you believe me?" She whispers.

She remembers a time when she told him she loved him yet he didn't believe her. He didn't believe anybody could love him. She didn't blame him for his insecurity. His father hunted his family down for centuries. His brothers, Elijah and Klaus, have both either daggered or played a part in his daggering over the centuries. And he is constantly told that he is too unpredictable, too murderous, too impulsive and too psychotic. 

"I know I love you" He replies. Her heart aches. He turns his head and kisses her chest. "Every atom in my body belongs to you." His eyes meet hers. 

"I love you Kol Mikaelson." Claire said rolling him onto his back. She straddles his waist, her face hovering over his. "My protector" She kisses his forehead. "My happiness" She kisses his nose. "My everything" She whispers kissing his lips softly yet deeply.

Kol instantly returns the kiss. His arms hug her to his body desperately needing more skin on skin contact. She pulls away and looks into his eyes. To someone who isn't his mate, he'd look absolutely normal yet she knows him. She can see it, he still didn't completely believe her.

She buries her head into his neck cuddling close to him. He sighs knowing he's upset her and mentally curses his incapability to keep his emotions in check. He turns his head slightly, kissing her hair softly.

"I'm sorry, love" He murmurs.

"Don't be" She replies softly. "One day you'll believe me, I swear" She promises him. He smiles rubbing her back gently.

He had no doubt he loves her but did she love him? He wanted to believe her, he truly did. However, there was a time he loved his siblings and his siblings loved him and all he could think about is how that all changed. 

He knew, without a doubt, that he needs Claire Forbes in his life but did she need him? Did she need him as desperately as he needed her? He didn't think so. He figured if he disappeared, if he died, she wouldn't be as affected as he imagines her to be. He knew how strong she is, she'd get over it within a week. But by God did he love her, did he need her.