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England 1492
“I won’t!”
“You have to chase me!” Katerina laughs, holding her green dress up slightly as she runs through the gardens, her long curly hair blowing in the autumn breeze. She stops at a small stone bench, overlooking the beautiful rose bushes and the setting sun.
“You’re meant to catch me!” She giggles, finding it easier to catch her breath as she is not required to wear a corset under her casual attire.
“Well if I catch you the game will be over.” Elijah says, walking towards her, his maroon shirt matching the colour of the many leaves littering the ground, leaving naked trees in their wake.
Katerina looks at him, a breathy chuckle leaving her lips.
“Thank you for entertaining me, m’lord.” She says sweetly.
“Oh, you looked lonely inside, so I took pity on you.” Elijah teases, smirking at her and earning himself an incredulous look.
“Klaus promised to spend the day with me” Katerina explains, taking a seat on the bench. “But he never returned home from the night.”
“That’s because Niklaus does not live by any rules but his own.” Elijah looks down at the girl, admiring the way the hues of the fading sun brush against her olive skin.
From the moment Elijah first met Katerina, he was transfixed by her. He expected this, as she looks identical to his first love Tatia. However, he never imagined he’d fall for anything more then her physical appearance. But he can’t deny the quirk of his lips when he hears her laugh, or the way he finds himself wondering what it would be like to court her, make her his.
“He is a very charming man. Hard for any woman to resist I suppose…” Elijah blinks as he returns to the present, looking at Katerina with a slightly longing expression.
“And yet?” Katerina doesn’t miss the way his eyes linger on her lips.
“And yet..” she hesitates. She was completely smitten with Elijah when they first met. So much so that she was no longer interested in meeting Klaus, and was slightly disappointed when he sent Elijah away.
Katerina knows it is wrong, she is going to be courted by Elijah’s brother, but she has lost so much already. So she decides that she would follow her heart.
Katerina stood up, rounding the bench slowly and standing in front of Elijah’s tall frame, his onyx eyes gazing down at her with an unreadable look.
“And yet, my eyes are set on another.” Katerina murmurs shyly, her face flushing the colour of the roses behind her. She tears her gaze from Elijah’s shocked face, suddenly very interested in the grass at her feet.
Elijah composes himself before placing a soft hand upon Katerina’s cheek, tilting her head up to meet his eyes.
A shiver runs down Katerina’s spine at the contact of Elijah’s cool hand against her burning skin. She gasps as she realises how close they are, their chests touching.
“Is that so?” Elijah’s thumb drags across her pouty bottom lip. “And who might this lucky man be? Hm?” He tilts his head, a boyish grin adorning his face.
Katerina flushes even more as she feebly attempts to avert her gaze from his captivating eyes.
Elijah tsk’s softly, holding her firmly in place with a hand on her waist, and the other resting on her cheek still, his fingers gripping her jaw. “It is too late now to be shy, answer my question pretty girl.”
“You, m’lord.” She whispers, her mouth stays parted slightly.
“Call me Elijah, darling.” He says, leaning in slightly, having to bend his head down to accommodate their height difference.
“Elijah.” Katerina repeats, her eyes fluttering shut, so close now that she can feel his warm breath upon her lips.
Elijah takes a split second to admire Katerina, with her pinkish lips parted, her head tilted and her eyes shut. When he cannot physically hold back any longer, he drops his mouth down onto hers, swallowing the whine she releases.
The kiss starts sweetly, Katerina lifting a hand to place on Elijah’s chest. Elijah moves the hand on her waist down to rest on her lower back. He uses the slight moan Katerina releases to slip his tongue inside her mouth.
Elijah pulls back after a minute, breathing heavily with his forehead pressed against hers.
“Allow me to court you instead.” He commands rather than asks, gazing at Katerina with a look that made her knees weak.
“What will Niklaus say, what if he hurts-“
Katerina is interrupted by the addicting taste of Elijah’s lips once again, all her prior worries seeming to melt away.
“Do not worry about my brother, I will speak with him.” Elijah speaks against her lips. “It is getting dark.” He trails off slightly, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead before moving the hand on her back lower. “Lay with me tonight?”
A sudden burst of confidence flows through Katerina’s skin. Perhaps due to the pleading look in Elijah’s eyes, showing that he wants her as much as she wants him. She raises her free hand to his jaw, the stubble prickly against her palm.
“I shall, if you promise to keep me up till the sun rises once more.” She says teasingly, leaning up to place a soft kiss on Elijah’s neck.
She feels him swallow, the rumble of an inaudible groan vibrating against her lips. Elijah pulls Katerina from his neck, holding her face in both his large hands. He looks at her with lust flowing through his eyes, along with a glint of adoration.
“You have my word.” He smirks, pulling back and grabbing her hand in his own before leading her back into the house.
•••••
“Come here my love.” Elijah demands, crooking a single ringed finger in a come hither motion.
Katerina obeys, walking across the wood floor of Elijah’s bedroom and towards the man standing patiently at the end of the bed.
Elijah gently turns her away from him, before untying the back of her dress. Katerina steps out of the fabric as it hits the floor. She takes it upon herself to remove her undergarments, leaving her bare.
Katerina turns around, giggling as Elijah shamelessly stares at her chest, her nipples hardening from exposure to the warm air.
Katerina squeals as Elijah suddenly picks her up, tossing her on his bed. He begins to undress, running a hand through his hair as he steps out of his trousers.
Katerina sits up, shuffling forward till her legs dangle over the foot of the bed, looking up at Elijah. She kisses along his happy trail, before grabbing the waistband of his underwear and pulling it down. Elijah hisses as the cool air hits his length. Katerina wraps her hand around his impressive girth, bringing her mouth toward to lap at the bead of arousal leaking from his tip.
“Katerina,” Elijah moans softly as she looks up at him with innocent doe eyes. “Open.” He says, hooking two fingers between her lips and forcing her mouth open.
“Good girl.” He praises, not missing the moan that Katerina releases at his words. “Do you enjoy being called that?” Elijah smiles at her enthusiastic nodding, stroking her hair before guiding her head towards him. He removes his fingers from her mouth, replacing them with his erection.
Katerina eagerly sucks, hollowing her cheeks and running her tongue around his tip. Using one hand to stroke the part that won’t fit in her mouth. Elijah keeps a strong grip on her hair, groaning at the innocent look Katerina is giving him. He pulls her off by her hair when he notices her rubbing her thighs together, in a feeble attempt to gain friction.
“Elijah, please,” Katerina begs, lying flat on the bed with a hand hovering dangerously close to her core. Elijah slaps her hand away, kneeling at the foot of the bed. Katerina squeals as Elijah yanks her towards him by her hips, before licking a long stripe up her cunt.
“Good lord, Elijah.” Katerina moans, pulling at Elijah’s hair with both her trembling hands. “No one’s ever-“ she cuts herself off with a loud moan as one of Elijah’s thick fingers stretch her open. He looks up at her, adding a second finger. Elijah crooks his fingers, hitting a spot inside her that she wasn’t aware existed.
“Are you implying,” Elijah kisses her sensitive bundle of nerves, “that no man has tasted you before? Niklaus?” He asks, still fingering her softly.
“Me and Niklaus did not lay together. I’ve only been with one man from Bulgaria,” Katerina gasps, “we never did anything like this, I did not know it could feel like this.” She manages to get the words out between moans, as Elijah kisses up her body, his fingers still working at her core. He lingers on her neck, sucking and nipping at her soft skin. Katerina can feel his fangs graze against her, but he never pierces the skin.
“You have never reached the peak of your pleasure before?” Elijah asks, his veins retracting from around his eyes as he pulls away from Katerina’s neck and meets her gaze.
“I did not think women were able to.” Katerina replies. Elijah smirks before placing a soft kiss on her lips.
“Let me show you.” He says seductively, making his way back down to her core.
Elijah speeds up his fingers, sucking hard on her bundle of nerves.
Katerina feels the pleasure build in her lower tummy, she begins to grind against Elijah’s face, using her grip on his hair to pull him impossibly closer.
Elijah places his free hand on Katerina’s lower stomach, pressing down to hold her hips in place. The pressure of his hand adds to the growing pleasure. She thrashes around on the bed, the way her body’s movement is restricted by Elijah’s strength makes her even more wet.
Elijah suddenly removes his hand from her stomach and his mouth from her soaking core, using the heel of his palm to rub her pearl along to the movement of his fingers.
He moves back up her body, Katerina’s legs wrapping around his waist. Elijah supports his weight with a hand next to her head, before leaning into a filthy open mouthed kiss.
Katerina can barely kiss back, drowning in a sea of pleasure, her only thoughts being on the man above her and the way he is making her feel things she never knew possible. Elijah pulls back, smirking as she opens her mouth in a silent scream, gripping at the arm moving between them with both her hands, overwhelmed by the pleasure it is giving her. Regardless of her clawing and scratching at his bicep, his hand does not falter.
“Eli- Oh gods!” Katerina whimpers, her eyes clenching shut as Elijah’s hand reaches an inhuman speed, his two curled fingers constantly hitting that spot inside her and his palm rubbing across her sensitive nub, her wetness allowing an easy glide. She wraps her hands around Elijah’s neck, her torso curling upwards slightly as she hangs onto him for dear life.
Katerina almost gets a fright when Elijah speaks, his voice deep and strained, “Open your eyes, my love.”. Katerina does as she’s told, peering down between them to see Elijah’s hand moving against her core that is getting increasingly wetter.
“Katerina, Look at me,” Katerina meets his lustful gaze, the eye contact overwhelming.
“That’s my girl.” He praises, his tone dripping dominance.
Katerina almost screams, his words giving her that last push and breaking the dam that had been building inside her. The feeling was euphoric, the pleasure reaching every inch of her being. She gasped as a burst of fluid rushed from her core, so intense that Elijah’s fingers are pushed out. She squeals as he instantly plunges them back inside her, prolonging her release as she buries her face in his neck.
Elijah’s fingers slow to a halt. He removes them before sitting up on his knees, pulling Katerina up with him and into a straddling position. He wraps his arms around her, one resting on her hip while the other cradles the back of her head. Her face remains buried in the space below his jaw, her shuddering breaths warming his skin.
Elijah releases an endearing chuckle as Katerina releases another moan, her body shaking uncontrollably in his arms as the last of her climax washes over her.
“You did so well, darling.” Elijah coos softly. The only acknowledgment he receives is a kiss to his neck. He smiles, tightening his hold on her and massaging her scalp.
“Is it always that way?” Katerina mumbles into his skin a few minutes later. “With the- the liquid?” She elaborates.
“Not always, no. All women are different.” Elijah explains, deciding he wouldn’t tell her that he knows her body quite well already, seeing as her doppelgänger Tatia, was his first lover.
Elijah gasps as Katerina reaches an arm between them, the other still wrapped around his neck. Grasping at his length, her small hand is unable to wrap fully around his girth. Elijah releases his arms from her body, placing them on the bed behind him for support. She swipes her thumb over his tip, spreading his arousal down his shaft. Elijah’s eyes shut as he groans. He tips his head back, giving Katerina more access to his neck. She sucks and nibbles at his skin, creating red bruises that fade away almost instantly.
“Katerina,” Elijah moans, “I am not going to last much longer.”
Katerina pulls her hand away and removes her face from his neck, causing Elijah to look down at her in confusion. When Katerina is positive he is watching, she lifts her hips slightly, running her fingers through the aftermath of her release. When her hand is thoroughly coated, she spreads her fluids along his shaft, creating a much smoother glide.
Katerina giggles as she looks back up to Elijah, her hand speeding up. His mouth is hanging open with an expression of pure desire.
“Oh my, you are perfect.” He swallows, bringing a hand to her face, caressing her cheek.
“My beautiful girl.” Elijah pulls her into a heated kiss, winning dominance as he sucks lazily on her tongue.
Elijah breaks their kiss, looking down at Katerina’s hand, working quickly over his length. He moans loudly, both of them watching as white spurts burst from him, coating their stomachs.
Katerina removes her hand, leaving Elijah’s still erect member twitching in her wake. Elijah swipes two fingers through his release on their bodies.
“Open.” Elijah commands, pushing his white coated fingers past her lips. “Good girl.” He praises as she sucks, swirling her tongue between his digits.
Elijah removes his fingers, guiding Katerina to kneel at the centre of the bed. He pushes her chest flat into the mattress, her back arched and her face resting on its side.
“Mmh, still so wet.” Elijah kneels behind her, swiping his fingers through her folds. “Do you want all of me?” He teases, grabbing her wrists and holding them behind her back with one hand.
“Please, Elijah. Make me yours.” Katerina begs, her words slightly muffled from her face being half buried in the silk sheets.
Katerina moans as Elijah taps his erection against her bundle of nerves, still sensitive from the thorough treatment he had already given her pink and swollen cunt.
Elijah sighs as he slowly enters her tight heat. He holds Katerina’s wrists tightly, as she squirms and whines in pleasure.
“Elijah, Elijah, Elijah.” She repeats his name like a prayer, her core clenching around his length.
“Yes, my love?” Elijah smirks, giving her arse cheek a playful smack with his free hand. “Does it feel good?”
“S’good, so good.” Katerina slurs, trying to move her hips. This earns her another, slightly harder slap.
“You will take what I choose to give you, Katerina. No more and no less, do you understand?” Elijah demands, still not moving inside her.
“Yes, m’lord.” Katerina mumbles, her shoulders aching slightly from her arms being held behind her back.
Elijah smooths his hand over the red mark left of her skin, before moving his hand up to hold her hip. A squeal escapes Katerina’s mouth as Elijah suddenly thrusts deeply.
“So sensitive,” Elijah chuckles, thrusting his hips at a rough albeit slow pace. “Such a sweet little cunt, made just for me.”
Katerina releases little uh’s at every push of Elijah’s hips, his impressive size allowing him to reach every spot inside her.
“More, Elijah.” Katerina moans, arching her back even more, presenting him with her most intimate parts.
“Where have your manners gone, young lady?” Elijah scolds. Katerina is about to apologise, beg the man to indulge her when she hears Elijah spit, a glob of saliva landing at the base of her spine, sliding down in between her arse cheeks. He rubs at her virgin pucker with the pad of his thumb.
“Oh!” She gasps at the unfamiliar feeling. “Please Elijah, please give me more.” She begs, squirming on his length as it speeds up slightly. Elijah yanks at Katerina’s wrists, pulling her back onto him as he thrusts forwards, his thumb still playing with her rear hole.
“Has anyone ever touched you here?” Elijah asks, pressing against her pucker while he pounds her cunt.
“N-no.” Katerina whimpers, tears of pleasure stream down her face. It’s all becoming too much, the overwhelming feeling of pleasure and the lack of Elijah’s warmth is causing her mind to drift away slightly.
“‘Lijah.” She sobs, Too far gone to communicate her need for comfort.
Elijah however, being the kind hearted man he is, instantly notices her slipping. He releases Katerina’s wrists and removes his thumb from her arse, flipping her onto her back while slowing his thrusts slightly.
“It’s alright, sweetheart.” Elijah shushes her, leaning down until their chests touch. He holds Katerina to his chest with an arm behind her back, hand tangling in her soft hair. He cradles her cheek in his other palm, feeling the dampness of her tears. Katerina wraps her arms around his neck as a worried expression floods Elijah’s face. He stills inside of her.
“Good tears.” She mumbles, running a hand through the part in his hair. Katerina could tell Elijah was worried she wasn’t enjoying this, which couldn’t be more wrong.
“Are you certain? Am I being too rough? Too mean?” He questions, suddenly aware that she hasn’t had a good sexual experience yet, and he might have ruined this one for her.
“No, no. I swear Elijah, I just needed to touch you.” She reassures him, her fingertips carding through the strands of his brunette hair.
“I really like the way you talk to me.” She admits shyly, her cheek heating up underneath his palm.
“Is that so?” Elijah smiles, his thrusting starting up once again.
“I like the way you tell me what to do,” Katerina mumbles, both her arms wrapping around his neck again. “I enjoy being your good girl.” She looks away from him, embarrassment mixing with the pleasure already flowing through her.
Elijah speeds up his thrusts, the new angle allowing him to hit her sweet spot perfectly, her bundle of nerves brushing against his lower stomach.
“You are my good girl, letting me pound this pretty cunt, taking me so well.” He coos, bending his head to capture her lips in a sweet kiss.
Katerina feels the now familiar knot in her stomach tightening, every thrust of Elijah’s thick shaft pulling it tighter and tighter. She pulls away from his lips, releasing a wail of pleasure.
“E-Elijah, I’m almost there again.” She stutters out between moans. Elijah sits up, Katerina’s hands unwrapping from his neck and instead gripping the headboard behind her. Elijah places her legs over his shoulders, wrapping his arms around them. Katerina screams out when he begins to thrust at vampire speed, groaning heavily as his own release nears.
“Let go Katerina. Let go all over me.” Elijah moans, his balls tightening as they slap against Katerina’s arse. He allows her legs to fall from his shoulders before he drops down, wrapping his arms tightly around her and cradling her small frame to his chest.
Elijah climaxes first, burying his head into the pillow behind Katerina. His seed spurts deep inside her clenching cunt. The feeling of his twitching member filling her with warmth pushes Katerina over the edge, another gush of liquid flowing from her core as she screams out, biting harshly into Elijah’s shoulder.
Elijah thrusts slowly through their releases before flipping them over, staying inside her as she continues to shake and moan in his arms.
Katerina buries her face in his neck, unable to stop the pulsating of her walls around Elijah.
“I will never return to Niklaus.” She mumbles randomly into his skin. Elijah barks out a laugh, causing her to giggle tiredly.
“Are you tired, sweet thing?” Elijah asks, as she yawns against him. Katerina grabs his jaw with a shaky hand, turning his head to meet her lips in a lazy kiss.
“I only need a small nap.” She explains, turning his laughing head away again before cuddling into the scruff of his neck. “Besides, Elijah, I believe you gave you me your word.”
He grins, before looking out the large window across the room. The stars that litter the night sky are the only sources of light.
“You are correct,” Elijah smirks, running a hand along her back. “And I certainly cannot yet see the sun.”
Elijah doesn’t get a response, Katerina already dead weight in his arms. Her heavy breathing indicating her state of slumber.
Elijah allows himself to rest his eyes for a moment. However it isn’t long until they are both deep in sleep, dreaming of each other.
In all fairness, Elijah can’t be expected to always keep his word.