CH 8 - Count Your Blessings - 8

Her entire body is limp. She is exhausted, sated and filled. Still she is not done. Still they will not let her rest.

‘One more, Kitten’ Kol tells her. ‘You’ve been a very good girl and now when you beg so sweetly for rest we will only require one more. That is, if you please us. Otherwise we may need to continue.’

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Elijah watches him with a small smile from where he lies, flat on his back in the middle of the bed, head resting on his hands and ankles slightly crossed. Gently maneuvering her tired body, Kol places her on top of his brother, chest to chest. Elijah immediately begins peppering her face and neck with kisses while his hands travel up and down her sides, finally settling on her soft ass. Under his gentle and sweet ministrations she slowly comes back to reality, feeling loved and cared for. Meanwhile, Kol kneels between his brother’s legs and dips his head between her soft cheeks, so invitingly held open by his brother. A moment later his skilled tongue starts laving her slit, deftly dancing over her clit before moving further up to circle her puckered hole. Damn, every part of her tastes good, he just can't seem to get enough of her! She is now fully awake again, power having returned to her tired limbs in a seemingly miraculous fashion.

Removing his mouth from between her legs, he instead lets his deft fingers take over. She moans and writhes, rubbing herself against Elijah’s impressive erection while she tries to get more of that blessed friction from both men. Kol really sees no reason to deny her any longer. A moment later he has slipped two fingers into her dripping wet pussy while the index finger of his other hand penetrates her anus, causing her to gasp loudly and briefly try to pull away from the intrusion. Oh no, there will be nothing of that!

The brothers work in unison and Elijah’s hands leave their position on her breasts to hold her hips in place, occasionally pushing her up towards Kol’s fingers. She reacts immediately, relaxing into their ministrations. 'Good girl, Little One. Such a good little girl.' Elijah's voice purrs his satisfaction into her neck when she shows all she has learned and submits her body completely. Instead of fighting she writhes and moans, gyrating her hips and clearly enjoying Kol’s attention to both her entrances. The brothers share a proud smile over her shoulder, pride of a job well done.

Kol removes his fingers from her pussy, eliciting a small moan in protest from her that soon dies out when she realizes that his fingers in her ass remain and that he only removed his hand to pick a small bottle from the nightstand. A moment later she feels the cool silicone oil dripping from the bottle make contact with the crack between her butt cheeks  slowly trailing down between them and finally pooling around his fingers buried inside her ass, greatly aiding in their movement in and out of her puckered hole. Meanwhile Elijah has returned his attention to her breasts, squeezing and nibbling her nipples while rhythmically moving his hips against her. His hardness rubs against her clit with every stroke, lubricated by the excess moisture dripping from her pussy to cover his waiting erection.

She moves her hand down between them of her own accord, lifting her hips to get a good grip at Elijah's swollen shaft, thereby pushing her ass further onto Kol's fingers. The elder Mikaelson and his Little One moan in tandem at the sensations her action elicits in them.

‘You know what we want now Little One, don’t you?’ Elijah purrs in her ear as Kol adds a second finger to the one playing with her ass. She moans and answer him only with a sharp nod. At his sharply raised eyebrow she quickly corrects herself and speaks. 'Yes, Master!'

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'And how does that make you feel, Kitten?' Kol adds a third finger into her back entrance while his other hand is busy coating his thick shaft in the slippery silicone oil. Meanwhile, Elijah chose to wrap his large hand around the small one that is working his length, enveloping her in his palm and steering her movements up and down his cock. Angling their grip he aims his engorged head at the apex of her thighs, making sure he runs along her wet slit and then rubs over her clit with every stroke. Unbelievably she can feel the coil in her belly tightening all over again.

Whack! A sharp yet delicious pain wracks her body as Kol's palm makes contact with her ass. 'You will answer me in a timely manner, Kitten. How does it feel to know what we want to do, what we will do?' His voice is dark and husky, sexy as hell yet carrying more than a hint of danger. She gasps and tries to gather her thoughts in the midst of her rising arousal, their roaming hands make thinking almost impossible. Finally she manages to regain control of her voice, despite Kol's fingers still playing and stretching her and Elijah's cock constantly rubbing her core.

'If it pleases you, it makes me feel good that I can give it to you, Master Kol, Master Elijah.' Their responding smiles were bright enough to light up a room. As the last stop of a very long day of training, they saw her reaction in this moment as very important, a true measure of just how far she had come. Still, Kol felt she was not completely honest and so he raised an eyebrow at her. 'But...? There is something else, Kitten. Last time you were far from this compliant.' She blushed slightly and dropped her eyes.

'Yes Master, there is something else. I am afraid of the pain. It makes me so happy to please you and I know it will feel fantastic for me too, in the end. But there was so much pain, and it scares me. I am sorry, Master.'

She kept her eyes averted, clearly ashamed at her own weakness. A finger touched her chin and she felt her head tilt upwards until she looked straight into Kol's chocolate eyes. His expression was soft, a small smile played at the corners of his mouth as he stared into her nervous features. Stilling the movement of his fingers, Elijah pausing at the same time, he leaned forwards and placed a gentle kiss on her trembling lips.

'There is no reason to be afraid, Kitten. We take care of what is ours and we only discipline when necessary. Last time you had not given yourself completely to us, and disciplinary action was required. This time is diametrically different.'

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Another finger touched her cheek as Kol's retracted and her face was gently turned downwards to meet the orbs of gold and honey that were Elijah's eyes. The affection he radiated towards her took her breath away. His soft fingers caressed her cheek and her head leaned into his palm when he spoke. 'We have no wish to bring you pain, Little One, only pleasure as long as you submit to us. I will not lie, there may be some discomfort, but no more than you can handle and of the pleasurable variety.' He kissed her nose. 'We appreciate the gift you offer us, the gift that is yourself. Little One, rest assured that we treasure you. You are cared for, and safe.'

His words affected her to the very core of her being, a warm feeling of contentment spreading out through her entire body. 'Now, Little One, just relax and enjoy. I believe my brother feels you still owe him one more...' A low rumbling chuckle spread from Elijah's chest into hers and as always the sound of his laughter stirred something inside her, sending shivers through her body and releasing a wave of moisture to cover her already dripping core. A small moan escaped her lips and the men took this as a signal to resume their worship of her body.

Gently Elijah removed her hand that was still wrapped around his erection and placed it on his chest. Staring deep into her eyes he lifted her hips with one hand, the other replacing her hand on his shaft to angle it right into her dripping entrance. He paused for a second and then raised his head to capture her lips with his own, while raising his hips and lowering hers, entering her in motion far softer and more gentle than ever before. Releasing her lips he kept her eyes captive in his hypnotizing gaze until his impressive cock had entered her completely, stroking her womb but yet managing to be ball-deep into her heat. A look of wonderment crossed his features, as it did every time he first entered her. He was still mesmerized that her tiny frame could take all of him, mesmerized and thankful. A low growl started in the pit of his stomach, working its way up his throat until it broke through his lips as a word.

'MINE!'

Without letting her gaze drift from his captivating eyes, his Little One took a deep breath and released it in a sound somewhere between a moan and a sweet sigh, relishing in the feel of his throbbing cock filling her completely.

'Yours.'

With that almost whispered confirmation he began gently rocking in and out of her, using his hands on her hips to move her in a rolling motion on his erection. Suddenly she felt strangely empty. It took her a moment to realize that this was because Kol had removed his fingers that had continued to stimulate and relax her ass.

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When she felt the tip of his sizable cock graze her anal entrance she could not help but stiffen momentarily. Reaching down between their entwined bodies, Elijah let his incredibly skilled fingers find her nerve center and then proceeded to rub her clit gently, in time with his gentle thrusts, while her body relaxed again from the pleasure he gave her.

'Shhhh, Little One. Just relax my sweet. Relax and enjoy.' Elijah repeated his earlier words. A strong hand stroked her spine and she realized it was Kol calming her. 'There is no reason to be afraid, Kitten.' he iterated 'If you just relax we will show you nothing but pleasure.' She made an effort to remain still and tried to relax every muscle in her body as the pressure from his engorged head on her back entrance increased. 'Now, who do you belong to, Kitten?' he purred in her ear while slowly increasing the pressure, the very tip of him entering her anus to begin the battle for space with Elijah's cock.

She moaned. She could not have stopped it if she wanted to. She moaned because the pleasure was so intense that was all she could do. It hurt, but it felt so damn good! Oh oh, she had to answer. Time to breathe!

A deep inhale later she was ready. 'You, Master! I belong to YOU!' The moment the words had passed her lips she heard a low, possessive growl from the man behind her and the pressure increased, pushing his thick dick inch by excruciating inch into her ass. Instead of retreating to leave more room, Elijah remained ball-deep inside her pussy, slowly rocking to induce light friction while his pubic bone rubbed deliciously against her clit. The pleasure of Elijah's motions took the edge of the pain created by Kol's large girth pressing into her anus, the pleasured feeling was out of this world! Kol was half way in and showed no signs of releasing pressure when he spoke again. Or... maybe 'spoke' was the wrong description. When he roared again, came closer to the truth.

'WHO do you belong to, Kitten?'

'YOU, Master!' She screamed, she knew she screamed, but she could not bring herself to care. The growl from the man below her, her first Master, helped to bring her emotions to a level that defied reason.

'Do you want me to fuck your ass, Kitten?' Somehow even his coarse words were a turn-on and the answer he wanted, the answer she gave him, was nothing but the goddamned truth.

'YES, Master! Please fucking YES!'

Still in control of his actions, still taking care to be as gentle as possible, Kol resisted the urge to snap his hips forward. Instead he kept the pressure up, increasing it ever so slightly, until he found himself buried to the hilt inside her. Fuck me running! There is no feeling in the world that comes even close to this. This is better than blood! With that thought and with his ears full of his Kittens pleasured moans, his eyes met those of his brother. A million unspoken words passed between them in a split second and then the mirror images of the same shit-eating grin spread over both their faces. It was done.

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With that they began to move in perfect harmony, filling and emptying her with opposing strokes. Every stroke was powerful, yet every thrust was gentle. Her inner walls stretched around them as they fucked her together. Every thrust into her core, be it her ass or her pussy, drew a moan of pleasure and bliss from her. She tried to meet them, but four hands grabbed her hips and held her fast. 'No, Little One. Be still, relaxed and enjoy.' Elijah instructed her as his hands immobilized her hips. 'We have much more practice at this than you, and it does require some coordination.' Her chuckled in her ear drawing another shiver from her body and then proceeded to increase his speed while Kol followed his lead.

Fucking her faster and harder with every thrust, Elijah felt his own stress and worries fade away to nothing as  his climax came ever closer, his balls lifting and tightening in preparation to release their load inside her. His instinctual side, his Monster, came closer to the surface and when the growl came he truly could not help it.

'Little One, who do you belong to?'

'You, Master!' she panted, almost undone by the two men thrusting their cocks into her core with ever increasing force.

'WHO??' His monster demanded a repeat while his hands on her hips began slamming her against him with every stroke, noticing that Kol did the same on the back-beat.

'YOU, Master!!'

A roar began building in the pit of his stomach and he increased his force even further, slamming his cock into her wet heat as hard as he dared without truly hurting or damaging her. He fucked her with everything he had, possessed her pussy completely and reveled in the fluttering of her inner walls that announced her impeding orgasm.

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Kol found himself lost in the sensations. His Kitten's ass hugged his length so exquisitely. She was so incredibly tight and incredibly perfect. When he felt Elijah speed up he automatically followed, when his brother began pounding harder into her, he did too. She took them both, she took all of them, and she loved it. Her moans of ecstasy every time he buried his cock with increasing force into her ass was almost more of his undoing than the tight grip of her anus around his cock. Almost.

When she began to shiver he was so close himself that he had no intention of stopping. Knowing his brother as well as he did he did not even need to look at Elijah to know they were at the same place. One of his hands left her hips to twist and tease her nipple between her fingers, while Elijah released a hand to quickly find her nub, stroking her clit with the ever increasing fervor of their forceful fuck. At the very edge of the abyss he could not hold the word back any more and completely without surprise he heard his roar echoed in nearly the same second by his brother.

'MINE!'
'MINE!'

It took less than a breath for her to reply, with a voice shivering with her impending release she still managed to answer her Masters.

'Yours. Both of yours. YOURS!'

He had no reasonable thought left in him, pumping in and out of her ass he felt his brothers cock doing the same on the other side of the thin membrane separating them and suddenly the world exploded into a multicolored explosion. At that moment he felt his fangs snap out and his mouth was suddenly full of the sweet nectar that was his Kitten's blood. On the other side of her neck he saw Elijah taking his fill of her life-essence. At the same time, she screamed. Not from pain but in pure ecstasy her orgasm came crashing down on her, immediately milking all the remaining seed out of both of her lovers. With a final thrust they buried themselves as deep as they could and let go, their orgasm filling both her lower cavities to the brim with their cum.

In the midst of his release, Kol could still hear her scream. His pride in her knew no bounds as he was able to make out the word.

'EIGHT!'

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It was done, she was theirs. Completely and with every fiber of her body and soul. Elijah had been right, she was born for this. They would continue to discipline her when necessary, continue to train her, but most of all they would cherish and treasure her and the incredible gift she gave them; complete trust and control over her.

Her frail human body, unable to withstand any more, responded to this final volcanic orgasm by sending her straight from bliss into sleep. They could both clearly hear her heart and feel the scent of her inner balance, so none of them were worried. Instead they only chuckled at their pet, collapsed yet sandwiched between them, still filled to the brim by their receding erections.

They withdrew from her as gentle as possible, neither of them saying a word as they pulled the sheets up over her exhausted form. They didn’t need to speak; the smile on their faces said everything for them.

CH 8 - Count Your Blessings - 4

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Although he could still sense her lust coursing through her body he was content to see that he had reached the first level of his intended punishment. Regardless of how much pleasure she was receiving, regardless of much she wanted it, she was beginning to feel overpowered, even asked him to stop. The powerful desire that caused her body to tingle was warring with her feelings of overindulgence. Even the lightest touch on her clit caused her body to writhe in pain filled pleasure, or was it pleasure filled pain?

‘Tiring already, Kitten?’ he murmured huskily with a voice deep enough to move mountains. ‘I’m sure you can do better than this. After all, I haven’t even cum yet. Don’t you want to satisfy me?’ He wasn't playing fair, and he knew it. Hell, he was an original, playing fair wasn't in his vocabulary. Still, fair or not it worked. At his words he could feel her take a deep breath and gather her wits about her before burying his face in his chest, desperately grabbing hold of his masculine presence to keep him, as well as her own senses, with her.

‘Yes…’ she whispered.

‘Yes what, Kitten? I can’t read your mind, you know.’ He prodded her. Having her voice her desires was such an important part of what he was doing that he couldn't allow his base desires to squander this opportunity. Still, while he waited for her answer he allowed his instincts to get lost in his desire, breathing deeply through both mouth and nose as he inhaled her intoxicating scent as far into his lungs as possible.

Lifting his head from the nape of her neck he reached down the sides of the bed to grasp the unusually large leather cuffs that were fastened halfway down the frame with supple titanium chains, graceful looking but incredibly strong. He had expected to need them today and truly could not claim to be disappointed to be proven right.

He slowly opened one of the wide, supple leather cuffs and carefully wrapped it around her thigh, fastening it with gentle but firm hands halfway between her knee and her hip. She was hardly aware of his actions as she leaned back against the fluffy pillows, still trying to find the words to answer his previous question.

‘Yes, I do want to please you.’ She finally managed to state, too wrapped up in her inner turmoil to notice anything beyond his gentle caress of her flesh, certainly she did not notice the second supple leather cuff wrapping, then closing and tightening, around her other thigh.

She did notice his hesitant pause before responding though, leading to a sense of gratification and relief when he finally responded to her statement. ‘I’m glad, Kitten. Now lean back and enjoy the ride.’

His statement confused her for a fraction of a second, until he reached out to grab the ends of the chains she was still unaware of being fastened to wide leather cuffs around her thighs. This ignorance was immediately rectified as he pulled on the chains, causing their fastenings to lock into place at the point where he released his grip, in turn leaving her thighs spread open as far as they’d go and her moist, glistening sex laid bare to his gaze. The position this strain on her legs left her in parted her wide enough to leave her silky folds spread open before his eyes, her tight opening still leaking the milky white fluid her recent orgasm had produced.

Unable to stop himself he leaned forward towards her center and extended his tongue, carefully laving her from top to bottom and relishing in the sweet taste of her cum. She truly tasted out of this world. Better than blood. Well, almost better than blood. Perhaps it was equally good, just different.

Again the need to claim her almost overcame him and again only his near millennium of experience allowed him to control the impulse. He was no stranger to keeping it real, trying to fool yourself is the worst kind of deception and brings no positive results worth mentioning. Therefore he had begun the journey toward becoming fully aware and not struggling with the fact that she touched him, touched the emotions he had thought long dead. Instead of denying the feeling he embraced it, the very acceptance allowing him to prevent it from influencing his goals and choices. Simply put, embracing the unwelcome but very real feelings put him firmly back in control.

Slowly but surely she was becoming his. However, she was not exclusively his. He was well aware that her acceptance and submission were both tuned into his brothers needs and wants before his own. He did not doubt that he touched her heart in a way that Elijah neither did nor wanted to, but facts remained that she belonged to his brother. Finders keepers and all that. He sighed.

Had this not been the case perhaps he would have allowed his emotions a looser rein, at least he likes to tell himself that. The past few days he has disturbingly enough found himself daydreaming about talking to her, discussing with her and – at her request – turning her to be his forever. He had no qualms in regards to the notion of snapping her neck, had she been his through and through he would most likely already have done it.

But she was not his. She is not his. She is with Elijah. She belongs to Elijah. Although his brother has given him ample hints that she may be given to him in the end, the fact remains that she is not his at this very moment. This fact alone keeps him from releasing the pent up emotions that simmer just under the surface and seem to be brought to boiling point by her presence.

Instead, to make things easier, he concentrates on his pure possession of her, on his expectations, requirements and needs. Using this anchor to bring his questionable soul back to the here and now he is reminded of the fact that he is in fact only mid-punishment, pleasant as that punishment may be. The last number to pass her quivering lips was only ‘three’. Human or not he is certain that they are not even halfway to the end yet. Surging through this resistance he knows she will catch her second wind and he will stick to his plan. There will be a spoken ‘four’ before he allows his need to have enough power to claim her.

After ‘four’ though, is a different matter entirely. He will bury himself in her and have her tight pussy milk every drop from him, over and over again. He is a vampire after all, an original. This will not be punishment; it will not even be difficult for him. Pushing his thoughts of the future to the back of his mind he contemplates how to get to that magic ‘four’ spot. She is still madly aroused but she is also overly sensitive, even the most gentle attention to her clit causes more pain than pleasure. He promised her and, more importantly, himself to never copy an orgasm-inducing action. So… what to do, what to do?

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Suddenly he replays her reaction to his curling fingers before his mind’s eye and he knows exactly what is needed. With a final soft breath over her core he gets up and leaves her for a moment. He is happy to see that her eyes immediately open wide and start searching for him, her head whipping from side to side to get him in her sights. ‘I’m over here, Kitten. I’ll be right back with you my pet, don’t worry.’ He chuckles under his breath as the sound of his voice immediately draws her full attention, despite him being over by the dresser where she cannot see him from her current position. Although her upper body remains unbound the thigh-cuffs he fitted and tightened around her beautiful legs effectively prevent her from flipping over to see what is behind her. She stretches her neck as far as it will go; and yet human anatomy prevents her from filling her vision with the desired sight. With a mental pat on his own back he returns to the mission at hand.

It’s been a while since he used the tools in Elijah’s room, plus his brother has replaced and expanded large parts of his collection, so it takes him a moment to find the drawer he is looking for. Faced with multiple choices he plays with the idea of using one of the more advanced and strangely shaped tools, but in the end he decides that this case requires him to prioritize function over design. Once the decision is made he pulls a fairly oddly shaped, lilac metallic rod out of the drawer and stuffs it in his back pocket. The rod is tapered and about 10 inches long, quite thin aside from the engorged knob on the end which protrudes at an unusual angle.

Returning to her side he again cannot help but marvel at the erotic picture before him, his Kitten is lying in the center of the bed with her hands freed but nowhere to put them, so by their own accord they stay just above her head. Her body is completely naked and, since his shaving exercise previous in during the day, completely bare.

That very bareness is spread out before him, courtesy of the two sturdy yet soft metal-clad cuffs that surround her mid thighs, the chains attached and tightened against the side of the bed assuring full disclosure of her center. That center is currently dripping, leaking excitement and natural lubricant all along her core and he is dying to...

Actually, he is dying to continue his plan. Reaching behind him to make sure the rod is still safely tucked away in his pocket he moves around her until he is comfortably back in her line of vision. Kneeling between her knees he allows another breath of air to pass over her clit, getting the expected reaction of pain-filled lust while she tries to move her bound hips away from his mouth, the mouth that brings pleasure now beyond what she can handle.

‘Don’t worry Kitten.’ he states in a purring voice, happily noticing the shiver of delight passing through her body. ‘I promised you the pain in the pleasure and that is what I am bringing you. Just not quite yet.’ He grinned at her just as she opened her eyes, making sure that his huge smile did not convey only happiness but rather bordered on the truly wicked. ‘Now, as I said before, relax and enjoy the ride.’ With those words he checked that the chains still held her thighs as firmly as before and then started kissing the sensitive skin on her inside thigh while carefully removing his instrument of erotic torture from his back pocket. Her arousal was as strong, even stronger, as before and he felt certain she had quite a few explosions left in her, just waiting to be coaxed out. He would just have to change strategy between each one, and he was.

Moving his torso up along her body he was gratified to hear her whimper and moan at the sensation of his slightly cooler skin gliding against hers. Her nipples were hard enough to cut glass and he took special care to rub against them on his way up, at the same time kissing every inch of skin within reach of his mouth. When the engorged head of his special toy touched her nether lips her whole body jumped in surprise. He did not complain as it brought her in much closer contact to him, and her ensuing but fruitless tries to remove her core from his attentions amused him. ‘I said, don’t worry Kitten. You will like this.’ He tried to alleviate her worries but could feel that she was still tense. No matter, she would know what he was talking about soon enough.

With uncharacteristic gentleness he brought the head of the toy to the center of her core, still weeping with desire despite her attempts to get away. Gently rubbing it up and down her slit for a moment to catch enough of her juices to sufficiently lubricate it, he swiftly returned to her opening.

At the moment his hand started applying pressure and the enlarged tip of this special toy began its journey inside of her sweet pussy, he raised his upper body above her and stared into her eyes for a moment before claiming her lips. Although their last passionate kiss was only minutes ago, it felt like years since he had tasted her perfection. His skilled tongue completely possessed her mouth and had her moaning in wanton desire. Taking advantage of the situation he applied pressure with the hand holding the toy, easily and without resistance pushing the tip past her entrance. The remainder of the toy was rather thin, so once the tip was inside the pressure she had been afraid of completely vanished. Again she gave herself over completely into his kiss.

While they both floated on the waves of desire, caught up in the intimacy of the kiss and the situation, he still had the presence of mind to push the button at the bottom end of the toy, causing its head to move slightly from side to side while emitting slow but profound vibrations. She gasped at this, but he did not give her a second to catch her breath. He was a man on a mission. He already knew where it was, her magical spot. He had found it with his fingers, he had worshipped it with his cock. The G-spot is elusive until you find it, but once you know where it is… There are toys made especially for facilitating a pure G-spot orgasm, such as the one he currently had inserted into her sweet, delicious pussy. With this thought in mind he went to work.

Locking his lips on hers in a deep sensual kiss that made even his own insides contract, he angled the G-vibrator in his hand just enough to make the slowly vibrating head make contact with its intended target. Kittens sudden gasp for air, her eyes flying open to reveal her dilated pupils, her arched back and her constant repeating of his name alongside with gods (That’s right baby, to you I am god!) let him know he hit the spot. He stilled the hand holding his purple instrument of pleasure in place and used his other hand to push down on her lower abdomen, the increased pressure causing her shivers to multiply tenfold.

‘Kol! Oh my god. Oh my GOOOOOD! KOOOOOOL!’

With a savage scream and a clenching of her jaw that would have taken his tongue off, had he not been a vampire, his hard work paid off and he sent her into the highest and most intense orbit yet, this time completely without touching her clit. Watching her come completely undone below him he could not help but feel a sense of pride. Look at this gorgeous woman. Look at the state she is in. See that I am the sole reason for that.

He slowed his movement until he was perfectly still, until her eyes flicked open with a question of why embedded deep inside. Then she caught his gaze, his contentment and his slight, slight question, emphasized by a microscopic lift of one of his eyebrows as he continued to drown in her gaze. His pride in her knew no bounds when she quickly caught on. She took a deep, ragged breath and let it out in what can only be described as a husky whisper. He heard her though, and he approved. ‘Four.’ She breathed into his ear.

‘Master, Kol, Lover. Motherfucking four, ok?’

His pride knew no bounds, this girl was made for him and MAN did it feel good!

Yeah, that felt good. Real good. And then a thought arrived that felt even better to him. He had promised himself to not indulge until they were half way. He was aiming for eight, so four certainly constituted half-way, right? His cock actually twitched at this though, it twitched right up to slightly slap at her flat stomach without him moving his hips. Oh thank god, it is time….

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A/N I had a quick chat with Elijah and Kol (who both love your feedback, by the way!) and they promised me to offer their services as ‘instructors’ to everyone that reviews. Elijah even hinted at the possibility of using ‘the room’. So hey, what are you waiting for?

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Disclaimer: I do not own Elijah and Kol, I just like to play with them. I *do* own Little One/Kitten and the storyline in this fic.