Klaus sat in the gazebo he built for Cami. For the past week he fought in vain to forget her. It was impossible. Cami was everywhere in his damn property. From the open drapes to the servants that communicated in sign language. Klaus refused to tell them their lady would never return. Why would she? There was no logical reason. Camille was back safe amongst family and friends. Loving him would be a death sentence. His enemies would use her against him. It was selfish of him to choose her for his bride.

Even if he hadn't picked her to wed, Klaus wouldn't have left her alone. After their fateful encounter at the painting he already had plans to seduce her to his bed. Klaus' groin tightened with memories of their wedding night. It appears one night was all that was meant to be of their carnal relationship. Klaus remembered the way they kissed when Camille disguised herself as a witch, and more recently the kiss that broke the spell. That fucking spell. Klaus wished there was a way to resurrect Aurora so he could kill her with his bare hands. Sadly what befell Camille was on the milder side. He was lucky Aurora's goal wasn't to kill Camille.

You selfish bastard. Klaus readily admitted it. However, their marriage could not be undone. But this was the next best thing: separation. Camile would keep all of the privileges of their marriage with the freedom she desired. Narice would update him on their whereabouts, and Klaus feelings would diminish over time. At his current state he even missed her fucking cat.

Then Klaus heard it. The arrival of a carriage, the slamming of the front door, the stomping of shoes against the wooden floor. Klaus recognized that rhythm, the heavy breathing, the scent. It couldn't be.

"KLAUS!"

It was a blur. Suddenly he was at the top of the main staircase, staring down at a fuming Camille, who was halfway. Her chest heaved, her face flushed, and as always, her eyes gave everything away. Anger, hurt, betrayal, and something Klaus too afraid to name. Klaus waited, but it seemed despite the fact that Camille summoned him, she was unable to speak.

"Camille..." Klaus blinked, wondering if she was real. "What are you doing here?"

Cami faltered, and Klaus slowly descended the steps until he stood before her. His hands moved at a leisurely pace as they grasped Cami's shoulders and ran down her arms. Real.

"You came back." Klaus whispered. He felt his eyes water. "I thought you wanted to go home."

Cami shook her head. "I am home."

Klaus froze, noticing how Cami's smile lit her entire being. She was open, vulnerable, and full of...love. Love for him, Klaus realized before she leaned forward and her eyes fell to his lips. Klaus didn't need further invitation. His lips crashed over hers in a soul searing kiss.

Klaus continued kissing Cami, a thrill shot through him as her tongue connected with his. Yes, she wanted him just as much as he wanted her. He trailed kisses across her face, down her neck, as he gently massaged her breasts. Klaus' hands gripped Cami close to him, needing to touch every part of her. Klaus grinned when he felt a shudder pass through Cami's body when she felt his erection. She grabbed at him, her moves desperate. Klaus lifted Cami into his arms and her legs automatically wrapped around his waist. His pants grew heavier as she undulated her hips, grinding them against his cock.

Before Klaus knew it he sped them up the stairs and to his wing. Stopping every few seconds to press Cami into the nearest wall in order to steal more kisses. Cami's eyes opened realizing what Klaus was doing, where they were, and she giggled before pulling his head towards hers again, gripping his hair tightly as she pulled. Klaus growled before speeding them into his bedroom. Cami barely had time to react to being thrown on the bed, her ears barely registered the tearing of all of her garments before Klaus was on top of her naked body. He sucked on Cami's neck, recalling the erogenous zone from their first time together. The moan Cami let out was proof of his good memory. She ran her hands down Klaus' chest, tugging at his shirt. Klaus discarded it along with his pants, before climbing on top of Cami once more, except instead of kissing her, he stared.

Confusion was plain on Cami's face. Her lips were swollen from his kisses, eyes darkened by desire for him, body panting against him, and yet it wasn't enough for Klaus. "What is it?"

"Tell me you came back for me." Klaus hated that he needed to hear the words from her but he did. Despite the reassurance of their true love's kiss, he never imagined Cami would willingly return to his bed of her own volition. How many times had he dreamed of this? Awoken with a hard cock from memories of their wedding night?

Cami's eyes softened. "I did, I came back for you. I want this-" She inhaled sharply as Klaus plunged a finger into her wet core. His thumb circled her most sensitive nub.

"Sex?" Klaus kissed Cami deeply, his tongue plunging into her mouth as he added a finger.

"Klaus!"

"That's not an answer, Camille." He ceased his ministrations, making Cami whimper. She began moving her hips against his hand but Klaus used his other hand to press down on her stomach, halting her movements. "Open your eyes." He commanded sharply.

Those green eyes flew open, making Klaus' cock stiffen even more, however Klaus waited. Cami nodded, then, realizing Klaus needed a verbal reply, "Yes." She ground out. "Klaus-yes!" Cami's head rolled back as Klaus' fingers moved once again. Klaus smirked as Cami continued panting his name, her voice hitching as his full lips wrapped around one nipple, circling his tongue over it. Klaus loved how his name sounded on Cami's tongue as she came. She watched with hooded eyes as he licked her juices off of his fingers, his own breathing ragged. She was more delicious than he remembered.

However, Klaus calmly sat up. "I'm afraid we are at an impasse, Camille."

It took a moment for the words to penetrate the haze of lust. "What?"

Klaus gestured to his fully erect cock. "Obviously, I want you, but I'm sure you do not want me."

"But-"

"You can have his cock and his heart, I have no interest in either of them. Is that not what you once said?"

Cami's face flushed with embarrassment. "...you did hear-"

"So I must comply with your desires." Klaus made a show of looking hurt. "Unless, those interests have changed." Suddenly Klaus was on top of her again, his lips whispering next to her ear. "You want my hybrid cock inside you?"

"Yes." Cami nodded frantically.

Klaus guided one of her hands down to his cock. "Put it in."

Cami licked her full lips as she looked from it back up to him, hesitantly. He silently encouraged her with a thrust of his hips, eyes fluttering shut feeling her fingers wrap around him. Cami guided him into her entryway. They both groaned at the contact. Despite his earlier teasing, Klaus remembered how inexperienced Cami still was and pushed in slowly until he filled her to the hilt.

"Fuck, Camille." He remained still until she moved her hips, setting their pace. He kissed her once more and played with her nipples, recalling how sensitive they were, and was rewarded by Cami's mewling. Cami's body had changed from the last time he saw it naked. Her muscles were more toned, her body wasn't as soft, but still, they fit perfectly. Klaus rotated his hips, hitting a new spot.

"Klaus!"

He felt her climaxing, and moments later she did. "I'm sorry." She sputtered as he noticed he was still hard.

"Don't." Klaus shook his head. "We can always work on your endurance, love. However there is another lesson you must learn." Without warning Klaus started moving inside of her again, his strokes purposeful and passionate. "Do you know how frustrated you made me? Looking beautiful in those gowns, your training clothes, aloof? Trying to deny your attraction for me? Putting yourself in danger? Flirting with Lucien? watched Aurora burn, I'd watch the world burn if it got between us. Oh, Camille. Can you feel it?"

Yes, Cami could, and she was glad this round questions was rhetorical because there was no way she could answer while he pounded into her relentlessly. She yelped helplessly as Klaus reversed their positions, cradling her in his arms as he drove into her from below. Cami held on for dear life, unable to respond outside of moans, grunts, and noises that made no sense.

"Tell me you came back for me." He demanded again.

"I did! Only you Klaus, Klaus, only you."

"I only want you." Klaus roared like a madman, feeling himself get close. "No one else. Camille...Camille..."

"Klaus!"

His cock expanded and he flooded her with his seed, but Klaus kept pumping until the last drop of cum left. They both eyed each other, trembling, sweaty, the aftermath of their sex permeating the air. Cami leaned forward and kissed him before slumping against his body, spent. Soon she fell asleep in his arms. Klaus followed her shortly, but not before wondering if Cami realized that since she walked back into his heart, he would never let her go.

Cami's eyes popped open. Either she had the most vivid dream about Klaus yet or-

"You're awake." Klaus ran his fingers down her naked back.

Cami shot up like a weed, hastily pulling covers with her as she staggered out of bed. "I-I-can't believe. We should not have-" She looked around for her clothes, yelling when she turned to find Klaus behind her, naked of course. "Klaus!"

"That's not the way I prefer to hear you yell my name." He frowned. "You regret yesterday...returning to me..."

"No...I apologize. I meant to say..." Klaus looked at her expectantly. "We should have talked before...getting caught up." Cami rubbed her temples. It happened so quickly one moment she was barging into the house ready for a confrontation, the next Klaus' lips were on hers...then his fingers, then his...

"You wish to talk? Fine." Klaus scooped her up and plopped her down on the bed. "Talk."

Cami averted her eyes from his lap. "Yesterday was..."

"Amazing." Klaus finished.

"Yes but it was sex and-"

Klaus' face turned stony. "It wasn't only sex, Camille. You felt it between us." Klaus pinned her with his gaze, daring her to disagree. "I meant what I said, every word. I do not merely want you in my bed. I want you, all of you. This marriage."

"Despite the fact that you intended to kill me?" Cami asked snidely.

Klaus' nostrils' flared. "You cannot possibly believe I feel that way now. It was before I met you! I-" Klaus paused. "No."

"No, what?"

"I will not allow your fear to keep us apart." His tone was so resolute it caused Cami to falter.

"I-I'm not-"

"I ran for all those months because I was afraid of my feelings for you. I distanced myself, I cheated on you, I disrespected you. If you want to punish me for that, so be it, but do not do so by pushing me away, hiding behind your fear." Cami swallowed, knowing Klaus spoke the truth. "Yesterday was real, I want that between us. If you were not ready for that you should not have returned." He finished tightly.

"I wasn't prepared for how much I missed you." Cami confessed. "Then Narice said you were letting me go and I panicked. I realized I did not want to leave you without trying to see if this was real." Klaus placed a hand over hers. "After last night I know it is and it scared me because I've never felt this way about anyone."

"Neither have I." They studied each other shyly. After a beat Klaus spoke, "Since we are both new...why don't we try to figure this marriage out, together." Klaus lightly lifted Cami's chin. She nodded. "We-" Klaus paused, as if the next words brought him pain. "We do not have to have sex if you are uncomfortable. I can wait until you are ready."

A mischievous spark came to Cami's eye. "No, I've decided I want your hybrid cock."

Klaus smirked as his member jumped to attention. He spent the rest of the day giving Cami what she wanted.