Wolfdog hybrid who was surrendered time and time again due to his behavioral issues. Who could not stay with a family more than a few weeks.
The shelter tried to beg you to rethink adopting him. He was a lost cause they said. Not only did you not believe them, it made you even more determined to adopt him.
Wolfdog hybrid who genuinely expected he would be sleeping somewhere outside. As he always did. His brain genuinely shortcut when he realized he was given his own room in the house. Although he would rather eat glass than admit your kindness got under his skin.
Wolfdog hybrid who doesn’t speak much. He will mumble a “thanks..” when you feed him. He would never admit how much he loves the food. It’s the best he’s ever had. He never expected you to go out of your way to cook nutritious meals suited just for him.
Wolfdog hybrid who slowly, but surely, will glue himself to you. At first he will just be in the same room, then he will sit closer and closer until finally he is nuzzled into you.
Wolfdog hybrid who will not sleep without you. At first he would sneak into your room and sleep on the floor, thinking you’d kick him out if you saw him. When you didn’t, even more, when you told him not to sleep on the floor and get in bed? He’s done for. Hugs you so tight to his chest, mumbling “mine mine mine”.
Wolfdog hybrid who will insist on watching you shower under the pretext of “what if you slip and fall and die?”. But he knows it’s more than that. He won’t scare you with it yet.
Wolfdog hybrid who jerks off until it hurts while nuzzling your clothes when you’re not home. He wants you so bad, but he also wants to be good for you. Doesn’t want to scare you with how feral he is for you yet. So for now, he settles. Whenever you’re away, he will take your dirty clothes from the laundry basket and muffle his moans with them while he strokes his cock until it’s painful to even get hard anymore.
Wolfdog hybrid who loves you so much and will make sure one day you will know all about it.
Summary: Elijah’s been noticing changes in Klaus’s habits and behaviours. It doesn’t take long to figure it all out.
Elijah, ever the observer, noticed the shift first. Even Klaus’s scent had altered. Something more earthy and natural about it. Then he picked up on his appetite. Klaus wasn’t one to entertain himself with food. He satisfied himself with enough blood to not need human food but as of late Elijah had seen him in the kitchen numerous times. A few butchers deliveries had been made in his name. Upon opening the fridge, he was almost alarmed by the volume of raw meat.
It didn’t take long for Elijah to feel he needed to investigate.
Still, he wasn’t sure what to expect.
He kept a distance, following carefully through the woods until stopped in the trees and watching curiously as Niklaus shifted into his wolf and took off. Elijah was unable to catch up, nor find his scent again which had easily been masked by the forest.
Klaus’s eyes would flicker that gold so often, whether it was knowingly done so or subconsciously, Elijah wasn’t sure. But it was clear that perhaps unlocking this side of him was taking more of a toll than originally displayed.
It was only when he went out to the Bayou with Hayley that he recognised a scent.
Both eyes locked on Y/N immediately as she walked over to Hayley. Her skin was covered in marks, which made no sense as werewolves healed. He inhaled deeply, there was no mistake. She smelled almost identical to Niklaus. Elijahs eyes dropped to her stomach, listening closely to see if perhaps she was carrying another of Klaus’s children but alas, no additional heartbeats yet.
Y/N smiled at him, he could tell she knew who he was. Her hand shook his before she disappeared back to the dens. Elijah lingered close long after Hayley left. His eyes keen when the sky grew dark and the moon lifted. As hoped for, Klaus silently approached. He was impossibly careful not to make any sound as he slipped into one of the huts. Elijah focused his hearing, listening carefully to the small sounds. They quickly grew heavy, mouths meeting eagerly. With red cheeks Elijah stopped listening, the nature of their relationship was obvious. Even more so when Y/N stepped out into the woods completely bare of clothes, Klaus only a second behind her and nuzzling her neck, blessing to with another mark of his mouth.
Elijah kept hidden, shifting slightly as he followed them deeper into the forest. His brows furrowed when Klaus turned to his wolf form. Y/N led against his fur and stroked his head.
It was when Klaus’s muzzle started to move between her legs that Elijah suddenly felt hot. Unsure whether to watch or look away when her fingers curled into his fur and her hips began to move. He decided it was time to leave but as he stepped back, the leaves crunched and a stick snapped.
Elijah moved fast, but not fast enough. Klaus’s wolf had already torn a chunk out of his shoulder, his suit ripped as he struggled against him.
“Klaus!” Y/N cried, trying to tug the wolf off whoever he was attacking. But the second she got him to let go, Elijah was gone. “It’s okay…” she whispered, wiping the blood off his muzzle with a shaky sigh. Klaus turned back and hugged her tight.
“Bloody perverts.” He snapped and lifted her up, carrying her back to the bayou.
“A vampire?” She assumed and he nodded.
“Nothing else could move that fast. He’ll die by the next night, my bites always deadly.” He boasted slightly, a prideful grin on his face when she nuzzled his cheek.
“Shouldn’t have been out here anyways.” She mumbled and he rolled his eyes.
“How else can I have you? I’m not having all those other mutts listening to us.” He scoffed, regretting his choice of words when she took offence. “Wolves.” He corrected and lifted her higher.
“They don’t mind…”
“I mind.” He muttered but didn’t keep arguing. Instead he brought her home and they laid back down quietly for sleep.
Elijah kept himself hidden for the next day whilst he suffered the effects of the werewolf bite. Klaus didn’t suspect him for even a second.
Elijah didn’t follow him again, but he kept an eye out when he saw either of them.
Klaus was getting stronger, his chest broadening slightly causing him to buy new henleys. His need for physical activity was significantly more noticeable when he’d come out of the gym for the third time that day. Kol started teasing that Klaus was embracing his wolf, getting ready to breed. He didn’t know how right he was.
Hayley realised that Elijah knew. She convinced him not to say anything.
“It’s all new for him, and he’s found a she wolf that he really likes. I’ve never seen him so…devoted. I mean the training, the amount of steaks he consumed lately, he’s getting ready.”
“Ready for what? Why would he need to change to breed?” Elijah frowned.
“He wants to be more attractive to her.” She shrugged. “Being more…primal. It’s instinctive, you wouldn’t know unless you experienced it.”
“He’s neglecting Hope. He isn’t ready for another child.” Elijah protested with a frown and Hayley scoffed.
“He’s been bringing her to the Bayou all the time. Klaus is finally letting the wolves be her family. And the girl he’s chosen-“
“Yes, what is her name?”
“Y/N. She’s maternal. Everything’s fine, better even.” Hayley assured, wrapping her arms round his neck lovingly. “He’s happier. You don’t need to look after him right now, you can live.”
The amount of time Klaus began spending at the bayou was increasing rapidly. So was the frequency of him shifting to his wolf form. He began bringing things back, feeding the pack now, not just Y/N. Jackson began to feel threatened but Hayley just looked fascinated. Like Klaus was a whole new person.
Hope was old enough to be running around now. If Hayley wasn’t running after her, Y/N was. And seeing Y/N behave so lovingly towards Hope only brought Klaus’s wolf out more.
Y/N would smile as she stroked his bare chest, the muscle growth had been impressive. Klaus preened when she traced his abs, stroking the skin adoringly. He’d rub his hands down her sides, squeezing the flesh of her hips. Klaus was certain her hips had widened since they’d met, her breasts more swollen. His hands glided round to her ass, a faint growl rumbling in his chest when she moaned.
“Klaus…” she whispered, looking up at him with a smile. Klaus’s wolf grinned as he pulled her up closer and bucked his hips.
“Promise to pull out.” He murmured, nuzzling close.
“Can’t pull a knot out.” She giggled and he groaned. It was a recent development and a very dangerous one. If he locked inside her, she’d be pregnant without a doubt.
Klaus huffed and pressed his face into her neck, staying there for a moment and making his frustration evident. He stared off for a moment before glancing to her face.
"Perhaps you're ready for my knot." Klaus grinned, nuzzling her teasingly.
"Klaus..."
"Think about it." He mumbled. "I've proven myself haven't I? I'm ready, you're ready. I mean fuck-" Klaus grabbed at her hips. "You're more than ready."
Y/N squealed and pushed him off, jumping on him with a laugh. Klaus chuckled and laid back, admiring her quietly.
He was certain he'd have her pregnant soon. Late at night, he already pictured her round and swollen with their baby.
Summary: When 3 girls who don't know their family's past, a terrifying lycan King, a 750 year old sweet & handsome vampire king & a 75 year old newly crowned vampire king, who doesn't give a fuck about no one all meet, what's the worst that could happen ?
‼️ SERIES WARNING~ Will have mentioning of rape abuse violence & death. Nothing too detailed though. I wouldn't know how to even explain situations like that. Mature language as in mentioning of private parts & swearing.‼️
Each Chapter will have its own warnings⚠️ will be updated every or every other Saturday or Sunday❤️
Everyone is very tall but for lycans 7'3 is considered kind of short. Werewolves are tall too but nothing compared to the lycans. Yes these some big mother fuckers😅
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Characters~ Lycans/Wolves:
* Bang Chan aka Chris- Pack Alpha & King for all wolves & lycans, Acts cold but really is a big puppy (7'4)
* Minho aka Lee Know- Beta & second in command to the King, wouldn't trust you as far as he can throw you.(7'5)
* Changbin- second beta can & will not hesitate to beat you black & blue or completely to death. Can find everything about you within 24 to 48 hours. From the things that happened before you were thought of to the moment you both met. Has alpha tendencies (7'2.5)
* Hyunjin - third beta has a sick things for knives & torture. Most likely is a sadist not like he's hiding but that don't stop the woman from wanting his crazy ass, the tallest of Stray Kids (7'7.5)
* Jisung aka Han- the ace & fourth beta. Good in the field with or without a weapon, very sneak. Usually the person set as a spy (7'3.5)
* Felix aka Prince of death- second alpha who's very good at hand & hand combat & loves guns. Also is Minho's half younger brother (different mom's, their will be a chapter about this & how min & lix met).(7'4)
* Seungmin aka Doc/tec- fifth & finally beta much like Changbin who has alpha tendencies but doesn't likes guns & prefers to be not in the field with others but is a very skilled fighter (7'7)
* Jeongin aka I.N- the youngest of the group & alpha, Is in charge of the hand & hand advance combat team & basic gun handling, Amazing sniper (7'5)
* Rhonda- she's a victim of trafficking but wasn't been used for it before she ran away. Has had training from an ex professional fighter. Doesn't know that wolves/Lycans/vampires are real. Also doesn't know she a one herself at first (6'0)
* Ryan aka Buttercup- one of Rhonda's younger fraternal twin sisters. Ryan is a beta werewolf. She is the youngest of the 3 sisters, does bite her tongue for no one & dares you to try her. This bitch bites! hints why her nickname is buttercup, has unique abilities thanks to their grandmother, They are 19 (5'10)
* Mrs Kang...- full blooded werewolf. She was an omega.(5'10)
Characters~ Vampires:
* Kim Taehyung- the vampire king of South Korean. He's old as dirt 750 years old but looks like he's in his mid or late 20's. Full blooded vampire. Owns a large portion of land in Thailand. Sweet as candy but dangerous as Lucifer himself. (5'10)
* Kim Namjoon- Taehyung second elder brother. Rapper doesn't really care of his family bullshit but loves his little brother a lot some may say he's obsessed. Looks like his in his late 20's but is 751 (5'11)
* Kim Seojin aka Jin WWH- the oldest Kim brother, models, sings, dance, & love his video game. Some say he's more terrifying than his baby brother. It's like look at the world's more beautiful demon. Look like he's in his late 20's early 30's but is 753 (5'10)
* Nishimura Riki aka Ni-Ki - the newly crown king of Japan. Also a full blooded vampire. Niki is 75 but looks about 18 or 19. So he is young reckless & ruthless. Like most humans in their teens. Youngest king in years of Japanese vampires (6'1)
Characters~ Human
* Riley- the oldest of the twins & second oldest. Much like Rhonda the twins are victims of trafficking. Riley is honestly the nice one of all three of the sisters. Very shy but very protective of her twin, often mistaken for being dumb & naive but is the complete opposite. (5'10)
* Mr. Kang Jay- underground mafia leader, many enemies, feared be more, was the CEO of a very successful cellphone company. (6'1)
Wolfdog hybrid who loves it when you scratch in between his ears. It doesn’t matter what you do, he will just flop with his head on your lap and wait for you to figure out what he wants.
In the beginning he would try his best to not show you how much he enjoyed it. He is past that point now— absolutely shameless. The scratch reflex would be in full swing, his tail would be wagging and he would press his face harder into your abdomen with strong arms wrapped around your waist.
Wolfdog hybrid who can smell your arousal whenever he gets so clingy and it drives him insane. Because he really wants to behave, but how can he when you smell so damn good.
So he starts to nuzzle lower and lower until his face is right between your legs, moving his body until he is kneeling on the floor.
“What are you doing?” you asks, surprised, but not too taken aback considering what he does to you at night.
However, he doesn’t respond— not with words anyway. His long tongue starts lapping at you through the underwear.
“O-oh.. oh” you moan, letting your head fall back on the couch. He continues to eat you out through your panties like his life depends on it. Didn’t even bother to pull them away. But you wanted more, so softly, you run your fingers through his hair. “Wait— baby”.
Baby
That alone made your hybrid hump at the air. He stopped and looked up at you, his pupils blown wide. Your smile made him whimper, like he was some overexcited puppy.
You pull your panties to the side exposing your pussy to him. “Here baby. That should be easier” you say, and you can see it on his face. How his brain shortcut at the sight of it. His claws dug into your thighs and he shoves his face back it.
“Oh.. f-fuck~~ ahh”. He was driving you crazy. Eating you out like a starved animal. When you pulled at his hair, and started softly grinding on his face, it only made him more feral.
“B-baby yes— oh.. right there”. The sounds you make are music to his ears.
Before you knew it, you came undone on his face. But that didn’t make him stop. He just continued to fuck you with his tongue until you had to physically push him off.
He looks up at you like you hung the damn moon and not even 3 seconds later he pushes you down and climbs on top of you. You feel it before you see it, hot and throbbing against your inner thigh.
“More.. I want more” he says, looking right down at you.
I cannot help it. I’m already too in love with his wolfdog hybrid story line lol
tw: somnophilia, dubcon-ish. MDNI
Wolfdog hybrid who just can’t help himself. Months of living with you and trying to behave are making him go insane.
You’re sleeping, and you smell so good. He wonders if you’re having a wet dream. He hopes it’s about him. The hybrid slowly lifts the blanket off of you, being very careful not to wake you. He’s already drooling at the sight of your breast, nipples hardening under the cold air. One clawed hand come up to cup one, squeezing softly. A gasp leaves your lips, causing his hips to involuntarily thrust. He swears he could just cum like this. He lowers his head, licking and sucking on your other nipple through the shirt. His ears are up and alert for he would hate to wake you. You’re just so sweet and pliant when you sleep.
Another soft gasp leaves you as he is nibbling at your breast and it’s already making him take off his pants and rub his leaking cock against your thigh. Finally, he lifts your shirt up, and bites into your nipple. Only hard enough to make you moan, but not hard enough to leave marks. He doesn’t want you to know what he has been up to yet. Although, his self control is slowly slipping. His other hand goes in between your legs, and oh, how wet you are. Your dream must be incredibly erotic. He starts humping into your leg faster, harder, muffling his moans by biting into your breast.
When he finally cums, it’s so much his head snaps up, looking at your face, wanting to make sure it didn’t wake you. It didn’t. Fortunately for him, you were out like a light. The hybrid chuckled a little at himself. Full humans were such airheads, so little survival instincts. He must protect you he thinks to himself. Leave his scent all over you so anyone else knows who you have at home.
Of course one time isn’t enough for him. Not with all the months of built up tension. He moves over you, parting your legs and starts to hump you again. His cock was already painfully hard again, still leaking. There is a huge puddle of cum on the sheets already but he doesn’t care. He will release himself over your whole body if he has to. You’re his after all. Even if you don’t know it yet.
Your panties are completely soaked and to a beast in heat like him, it must mean you’re enjoying yourself as much as he enjoys it. He keeps humping you like an animal, biting your shoulder to keep himself quiet until he comes all over your lower abdomen. But does he stop? No. By morning you are so covered in his release there is no doubt about what happened that night. However, you don’t say anything. But you do make sure you wear sexier pjs that night to bed.
You have written quite a lot of Klaus x werewolf reader and I really love them. Having read your fanfics I started thinking about this idea that could be either really funny or oddly smuty. When Klaus first turns (in his wolf form) he meets this female wolf (I don't know if he thinks she's a werewolf or not) but they have sex. When he turns back he either finds out she is just a wolf or is convinced she's a werewolf he only sees in wolf form. Either way his wolf is now obsessed with her and considers her his mate.
Not really any smut in the one, some of y’all have been complaining about the lack of smut. Don’t know what to tell you 🤷♀️
Out in the Woods
The shift was euphoric. Like nothing he had ever imagined. Seeing the earth from a new perspective, feeling the ground in a new way and smelling every tiny scent in the air. Everything was just more.
Klaus’s ears twitched up, listening carefully for a second before he detected another wolf across the forest. Quickly he darted towards it, soon finding her scent and tracking her down even as she began to run away.
He assumed she was a werewolf, of course. If was a full moon and Klaus was doubtful that Tyler Lockwood was the only werewolf left in Mystic Falls. For a moment he considered killing her, eliminating any threats. His body pounced, tumbling across the floor with her against him. His teeth snapped, biting at her neck but she was a vicious little thing.
Klaus’s wolf let out a surprised yelp at the sudden pain in his face. He hadn’t had time to think before she’d bitten the side of his body, attacking back with nothing but instinct. Klaus backed off, standing back and watching her tail tuck under, ears flat against her head and muzzle scrunched up into a frightened snarl.
His wounds healed fast and he stared back at her. Despite her violent act, he could tell them and there that she was no threat. She could’ve gone for his throat, attempted to kill him, but she let him go with just a warning.
Slowly he stretched his paws out against the dirt, lowering his head and keeping his rear up. The playful stance was foreign to him but natural for his wolf. The she-wolf seemed to understand it instantly. Her ears rose back up, growls quieting as she mimicked his position.
Soon enough he was chasing her all over, listening to the yips from her wolf as she bounced over him.
Klaus tilted his head curiously when she didn’t shift back as the sun rose. Perhaps her wolf was stronger than her human side. He pushed the thought aside and settled down beside her, watching her body move with each breath as she slept. It was clear her body was exhausted from their games.
A small growl warned Elijah away when he tried to approach.
For the next day in his new form her let her lead him around. She was much calmer, trotting off towards the river and lapping at the cool water. Klaus sniffed at her quietly whilst she drank, his snout slowly getting closer to her core. The second his tongue darted for a taste she was spinning around to snap at him. Klaus would lower his head and wait for her to calm back down.
His tail wagged low to the ground, the fur just brushing the grass. A small whine left the she-wolf before her body spun in a small circle. Klaus watched her lay down before sitting beside her. It fascinated him with how naturally she behaved in her wolf. Most werewolves went a little rabid during their shifts. Killing everything in sight and running until their legs couldn’t keep carrying them.
But she was serene. Walked past other animals like she knew them. She looked at him like he was already family. For split second he wondered if perhaps she was just a wolf. But that couldn’t be. She’d have a pack and would’ve been spotted before by someone in town.
Still, there was clearly something different about her and whatever it was, Klaus loved it. More specifically, his wolf loved it.
So he continued to follow her around, even deeper into the woods, laying down against the grass where she usually sleep. It was flattened slightly by her weight, covered protectively by a willow tree. It was there that she fluffed herself up nice and pretty for him. Klaus could physically feel his wolf starting to take control as he got closer. His ears went back when she settled down, silently telling him she was ready. Klaus didn't wait a second to pounce.
By the time they were done his chest was heaving, fur sticking up in every direction. Quietly, he licked her fur, watching her relax into slumber. Soon enough, he did too.
When he woke, he was in his human form. A smirk already tugging at his lips as he sat up. Clothes were thrown at him before he could speak a word. Klaus turned, glaring at Elijah but there was no menace behind them. He was too happy in that moment.
"Your playmate ran off the second you started turning back." Elijah informed him, clearly not amused with his brother spending three full days and nights in his form whilst Elijah waited to be reunited with their family.
Klaus just rolled his eyes and got up.
He thought about the experience often, and she was a main part of it. Throughout his trip for werewolves he wondered if she'd let him turn her too, perhaps she'd put up a fight like the others.
So, upon return, he headed out into the woods to look for her on the next full moon.
She was much less welcoming to his human form. Didn't seem to recognise him at all, all teeth and claws. Eventually he gave in and turned, watching her ears go back as she retreated with fear at the sight and sound of his bones cracking into new positions.
Once his wolf stood in front of hers, she hesitantly got closer. His scent became familiar; a reminder of his claim over her.
That time, Klaus managed to take her back to his home. He locked her in his room, prepared to come back the next day and find her human.
Klaus had no such luck.
Once a week had passed and she was still a rabid little thing, Klaus came to the daunting realisation that she wasn't a werewolf at all.
So he sat, sighing to himself whilst his pretty she-wolf tore up every expensive piece of furniture he owned. Klaus didn't know what to do about it. Obviously, he should let her go free again but he knew he would just end up bringing her back. Besides, if he turned she was calm, happy even and all over him.
Sometimes he wondered if perhaps staying in his wolf form would be better for him.
Klaus was sat up in the compound, glass of bourbon in hand as he stared blankly at the painting in front of him.
He could faintly smell the sweetness of her in the air, the smallest of smirks tugged at the corner of his lips.
The glass was set down with a soft clink before he made his way downstairs and out to the gates.
Y/N was already there, looking up at him with those pale yellow eyes.
Klaus tutted quietly and took in the sight of her slightly disheveled appearance.
Hair all over the place, skin slick with sweat and lips parted in a pant.
Her smell set his wolf of edge, ready to take her just like last time but Klaus kept ahold of the control.
Gently he pushed her hair back, pushing it behind her ears and leaving a burning kiss to her forehead making her whimper and step closer.
"In heat so soon, pet?" He murmured though he knew the answer, his hands already rubbing her back and encouraging her to press against him.
"Please" She begged, her voice already hoarse and weak.
Klaus hummed lowly, lowering his head to press his mouth to her neck. Her head went back, baring her throat eagerly for him to mark her but Klaus knew better than to do that.
If he marked her, it was as good as a proposal between wolves.
"Why don't you come inside, pet?" He offered, already leading her in. "Lets cool you down, love."
Y/N was already attached to him, desperate for him.
And Klaus knew it.
He knew it every time, always smelling her a couple days before, anticipating the night she'd finally come crawling to the gates of his house and whining for him to breed her.
Klaus wouldn't of course, Y/N would definitely get pregnant and Klaus wasn't looking for more children any time soon.
But he could satisfy her, as many times as she needed until her heat was sated and she was snuggled up against his chest.
The sheets would be everywhere, practically cocooning them together as she slept for almost two days.
Klaus would remain there, he knew if he left then her heat cycle would be disturbed and her poor wolf would be all over the place so he waited it out and helped her back to the bayou the next day.
A lingering kiss would be left on her lips before she made her way back to her pack and Klaus went back to his own life.
He had never turned her away in her heat, not even the first time when she'd had no idea who he was but somehow ended up at his home, crying with need and flickers of her wolf rising to the surface.
So she really didn't know what to do when he told her to go home.
She was facing harsh waves of her heat, her fingers clinging onto the bars of the gate at the entrance of the abattoir. Her eyes shining as she tried not to look at him.
"Sweetheart, there's a very important event happening, I don't have time for your little wolfy needs." He told her, a sigh on his lips as he pushed down his own wolf inside. The sight of her barely able to stand up against the gate, her eyes wet with tears, it was almost too much for his beast to handle.
"I'll come look after you tomorrow, alright? You'll be just fine, pet." He convinced, stepping back a bit to get away from the intoxicating scent.
She glanced behind her, not wanting to go back.
Klaus was who her wolf had chosen, had continued to choose for every mating season, every heat whether he bred her or not.
She knew he didn't want to have a mate but her wolf knew that his wolf did.
"Love." He muttered, running a hand over his face. "Why don't you find another wolf this time, hm? You can come here for the next one again." The words tasted vile in his mouth but somehow he still said them, let her hear them.
"Oh..okay" She whispered, this time her wolf heard him too.
And Klaus knew it.
"Wait-" The words clicked and she was gone.
Klaus cursed under his breath and jumped the gate, following her scent quickly.
He didn't want her to breed with someone else, carry their pups and mate with them. He didn't want her to go.
Not really.
She'd ran deep into the woods, no where near the Bayou, no where near anywhere. At some point Klaus somehow smelt her everywhere and couldn't figure out where she was.
He was walking in circles, occasionally catching sight of her little tail as she ran away whenever he got close.
Her wolf was in control now.
His lips made little kisses to the air as he got down to one knee, his hand held out and fingers rubbing together.
"Come here, pet." He cooed. "Come, love."
Klaus kept still when her little wet nose sniffed at her fingers, her muzzle coming into view before her pretty little eyes were looking up at him.
"Shh...good girl." He smiled, now resting on both his knees and patting his thigh.
Both her ears went back, her paw moving backward but Klaus was close enough to grab her this time.
She was held to his lap now, his hands holding her just right so her teeth wouldn't catch him. He let out a puff of air as he smoothed her, trying to soothe her.
It was working.
Her wold was too in too weak a mind to resist him now.
Her body was rolling in his gasp, practically begging for him to stroke her tummy.
His fingers brushed up and down her fur slowly, drawing teasing patterns along her and down her fuzzy body to her thighs which made her wolf whine and present herself eagerly for breeding.
Klaus's wolf groaned, urging him to just turn and take her but Klaus couldn't help but want to tease her before losing control.
He relished at how her wolf howled when his finger pushed into her.
"So tight, little wolf." He cooed, pumping his finger back and forth steadily, watching her squirm against him.
"So hot, so ready for me to fill you up, hm?"
Her tail thumping side to side was enough confirmation that he was correct.
Still he didn't relent, another finger pushed into her and by now her poor wolf state was in flames. Her paws trying to hold into his wrist so that her hips could rut, try to feet the flick of his wrist. Klaus only chuckled at her, his thumb rubbing all over the little mound to make her whine loudly.
"So lovely." He praised as he pulled his hand from under her, ignoring how she whimpered and circled him in confusion. HIs tongue wrapped around his fingers, devouring her taste with his wolf's hunger.
"Alright, pet. Let's see you." He murmured, satisfaction overcoming his features when she stood before him, behind raised and muzzle letting out soft whines of need.
In a moments time his bones had shifted, fur sprouting and claws growing. Y/N only yipped sweetly at the knowledge that his wolf was out to play with hers.
His claws digging into her hips only drove the heat crazier, his cock burying into her finally offering some sort of relief.
But not enough.
Her wolf howled, begging and urging him to breed her.
Her body tried to move but his grip was so tight and her cunt had such a grip on him it was almost hard to move within her.
But he managed, soon enough his fur was mixing with hers, their skin slapping rhythmically amongst the faint tweet of the birds and sway of the trees. A low growl blew through his canines as his knot started to swell.
Klaus had done so well the past few heats not to knot her, not to breed her and fill her of his pups but with his wolf on hers there was no chance of stopping it.
Y/N wouldn't have let him.
Her whines only grew, such high pitch howls Klaus wondered if she could shatter glass as he sheathed himself deeper over and over. Once his knot was fully formed his wolf's tongue was out, body panting as he kept rapidly moving his body into hers.
He almost pulled her down with him when he locked inside her and tried to keep thrusting. A cry left him, the sound so weak compared to usual as his wolf fixed to her. Her cries finally stopped, her head turning to lick her own muzzle as he slowly led down on top of her. His wolf protecting her worn out, newly mated form as she took his seed.
His head rest against her neck as she rest, eyes occasionally checking the surroundings until his knot finally reduced and he could pull out of her.
Klaus pushed himself back to the front of mind and turned back. A small sigh left him as he looked down at the sleeping she-wolf.
"Bloody hell." He mumbled to himself and he scooped her up.
He knew exactly what he had done and what that would mean.
Time for him to, for once, deal with the consequences of his own actions.
She was an inconvenience to start off with.
Klaus was fine to leave her to die, to survive on his own.
Until he saw his food source.
There was no way the Klaus Mikaelson was going to survive on squirrels, fish and birds.
And so he found himself back at the edge of the island, sighing as he picked her up from the sand and carried her deeper into the wooded area.
He cast glance back over his shoulder as he did so, looking to see if there was any sign of other survivors in the water but he knew it was pointless even looking.
This girl was his last chance.
Klaus laid her down on top of a pile of leaves, sighing as he wiped the sand from her forehead and looked at her face.
Great.
Silently he studied her.
I'll make do.
Klaus rubbed his eyes, the stress making his mind spin as he pulled his jacket off, the heat starting to get to him.
Perhaps it's a tropical island.
He fit the jacket under her head as a sort of pillow and pulled himself back up. His feet took him back to the river he'd located earlier. Carelessly he filled half an empty coconut with water and brought it back to the girl, sitting her up against him and feeding her it until she coughed awake.
The fear was instant, she was spluttering all over him and coughing her lungs up.
"Okay, okay. You're alright, I've got you." Klaus muttered, a lack of empathy in his voice but she was too frantic to notice as her hands latched onto his arm.
"Good, there." He praised faintly.
Eventually she stopped crying and Klaus explained to her several times that the plane had crashed and he had managed to get them to land.
It's a harmless lie. I need her to feel indebted.
And she did feel that way.
Oh she was so thankful, hugging him so tight. Klaus had to stop himself from shoving her off;
She's fine, just let her.
Now of course Klaus could have just compelled her to do exactly as he said and sit pretty whilst he fed off of her and that's exactly what he did.
That lasted two days before he got bored and, heaven forbid, lonely.
She the compulsion was lifted and he calmly told her he was a vampire wolf hybrid.
Maybe she would have been more scared if she was back home but right now he was all she had, he'd saved her and he promised they'd be able to help each other.
It was clear that he couldn't kill her, he needed her blood.
Now of course she was distressed, this time he was slightly more sympathetic to her tears when the realisation seemed to hit that everyone else on that plane had died.
Klaus didn't ask if she was flying with anybody, the answer seemed too obvious from how she sobbed at nightfall when she hoped he was asleep.
The first week was hard, Klaus was running round trying to catch something meaty for her to eat. The fruits weren't keeping her energy and they were too risky, Klaus tried his best to know which were poisonous but he couldn't risk her dying on him and his blood would just bring her back as a vampire which wouldn't help either of them.
Somehow he hadn't even considered his wolf form.
Not until she was in danger.
She'd been in the water, her fingers trying to brush through soaked hair. Klaus close enough by to be a sort of lookout but was instructed not to look whilst she bathed.
But...he was a man deprived and his eyes tended to wonder.
Even if it was only her back that he could see, occasionally he'd get a glimpse of her breast from the side.
He'd been in a little world of his own when he heard a stick snap.
His eyes darted up and the sight of a bear approaching Y/N made him lurch forward.
On instinct she moved, running out of the water and scrambling through the forest but she was no match for a bear.
Klaus reacted without thinking, his clothes torn and bones snapped.
Four paws raced across the dirt, teeth bared and throat roaring as he threw himself onto the large animal, desperate to tear it off her.
Y/N's screams were carved into his brain, his wolf losing it and taking full control.
By the time he woke up he was in his usual form.
He lifted his head, hearing broken sniffles and looking to see Y/N squished under a dead bear.
"Fuck." He whispered, getting to her and rolling the bear off. A lump formed in his throat at the deep wounds across her back. "Shh..." He soothed softly, real care starting to show as he pet her head. "Okay sweetheart, you remember my blood heals? Just a few gulps and it'll stop hurting." He reminded, his wrist at her mouth.
She was in his lap, shaking and looking round and round as if another one was just waiting for her.
Klaus caressed her lightly scarred back. The claws had plunged so deep and been left too long before being healed to disappear completely. He frowned slightly at the dirt and blood that coloured her.
Poor girl, she just wanted to be clean.
After some time he held onto one of her hands with one of his whilst his other one dragged the bear by it's paw back to their usual spot.
Y/N had kept close to him, still naked and shaking with fear and shock from what had happened. Klaus was messing with his claws, focusing his energy into pushing them forward as he skinned the bear.
With his clothes torn he needed decided to tan the hide until the animal's skin was wearable. He wrapped it around her first,
She doesn't need to feel any more exposed.
The bear was large enough for the both of them.
Once they were covered he sectioned out the meat, hesitant to feed her it incase it made her sick but also not keen to waste such an amount.
Sticks acted as skewers for them and he found himself pulling her into his lap, wary that there were predators on the island now. He'd thought it was inhabited with only harmless, pathetic little things but this had put him on edge.
Obviously not as on edge as Y/N was though.
Klaus had woken a few times in the night to find her hidden between him and a tree, staring out into the night with big fearful eyes.
After a few days she was getting shaky, falling asleep without knowing it and waking up with a fright.
So Klaus had to help her feel safer.
"It's alright sweetheart, remember I'm going to be in wolf form all night long so nothing's going to touch you. My wolf doesn't sleep anyway so he'll be there to watch over you for every hour." He explained for the fourth time over as he wrapped some fur over her and pressed on her shoulder to keep her led down on her side.
"You promise?" She whispered, her eyes already drooping. She was so tired that she didn't even get to hear his response but deep down she knew that he wouldn't leave her.
And he didn't.
Klaus stayed in wolf form, his large body wrapped around her. He was both a bed and a protecter that night and every other night after that.
Occasionally his eyes would rest, his other senses still on high alert but he could relax for a few hours with just the smell, sound and feel of her so close to him.
His fur would puff out on his chest when she woke and nuzzled into him, her lashes fluttering as she moaned quietly awake. His head would turn down, his muzzle pressing to the side of her face and making her laugh at the cold sensation of his wet nose.
In response his warm tongue would lick at her cheek, going behind her ear to make her squirm and giggle.
Occasionally his eyes would get heavier and his mind seemed to be blank of thought. His teeth would nibble gently at her skin, his tongue reaching down the length of her neck, tasting along her collarbone and letting out a soft rumble when her fingers tugged on his fur.
She squealed when his snout went between her breasts and Klaus's thoughts seemed to flood back.
A lump formed in his throat and his eyes darted up, looking to see her slightly apprehensive expression.
His hands gently stroke the fur of his back, round to his chest and up to his face, fingers combing the soft fluff.
"Thank you." She whispered, leaning down as he pulled himself up to reach her as she kissed the top of his head. "For keeping me safe."
In response he circled her, licking at her legs affectionately as she pulled herself up and looked around.
"Lake?" She asked and he nudged her forward, letting her get a few steps ahead so he could turn back and appear behind her, arm wrapping around her waist and leading her to the water.
"You sure you want to go now? It'll still be cold so early." He reminded, looking at how the sun had only just spread across the forest floor.
"The fish won't expect us, maybe we can catch some." She shrugged and he hummed.
"Had I known we were hunting I wouldn't have turned back." He chuckled and kissed the side of her head.
"Here I thought we were just bathing."
"We can do both." She laughed and he hummed in agreement as he stepped down into the water, letting it rise up to his waist before holding out his arms and helping her down.
"The river keeps getting higher." She mumbled with a small frown when the coldness lapped at her breasts.
"It's the seasons changing is all, love." He sighed and pulled her deeper with him, making sure she wouldn't submerge. Once it got over his shoulders she was starting to tread the water to keep above which always amused him more than he was allowed to admit.
“Klaus- stop going so far” She whined as he pulled her along with him, chuckling when she went under for a second. Y/N gasped and he spun her through the water until they were back near the shallower parts.
“See, now your hair’s clean.” He grinned, clearly proud of himself as she glared and huffed. “Come now love, don’t be mad. I only wish to help you become clean. Besides the fish will be in the deep end, didn’t you want to hunt?” He questioned innocently.
Y/N narrowed her eyes and splashed a burst of cold water at his face making him splutter.
It was times that those that they weren’t trapped on an island. They were simply together.
It had taken a while to get her back into the water after the bear attack but it was completely worth it. She was finally comfortable and happy, messing around and everything. It filled Klaus with an almost unfamiliar warmth.
He wrapped his arms round her, chuckling at her scream and holding her to him. They both panted as she clung onto his neck, her breasts brushing against his chests with each rise and fall. His eyes lingered on her lips for a moment, a small lump forming in his throat again.
It was almost scary how the weeks had passed. Sometimes it felt like it had dragged along, each day feeling like a week but times like this made him feel like it had all been a blink of an eye since he picked her back up from the beach.
And when he felt her lips of his he felt that it wouldn’t be so bad if they were there forever.
His hands slid up her bare back, cupping her face in his palms as he tangled his tongue with hers. The soft sound she made drove his wolf crazy, pushing himself to the surface and tugging her closer, encouraging her legs round his hips.
He’d spent too many days watching her bathe, wiping the dirt from her beautiful skin and carrying her back out from the water, resisting any urges to lick the droplets fresh off her. Too many nights holding his wolf back from mounting her. Too many nights having her right there and yet not being his.
Y/N cried out weakly against his mouth when she felt his cock nudging at her pussy. He moved to kiss her neck, letting her moan against his ear.
“Klaus…” she whispered, her eyes barely open.
“I’ve got you, love.” He mumbled, sucking a loving mark into her skin. “It’s just us.”
It always was.
So she didn’t have to worry about how her screams echoed between the trees, or who could see her when she yanked at his curls, pulling his head back and forth as though she got ride him stood up.
Her body was weightless in the water, snuggled up to Klaus as he calmed her back down and kissed her ear softly.
“We should get out, sweetheart.” He muttered, leaning his head against hers. “Before we start to prune.” He teased and she smiled.
Once say back at their little base and sun dried they fell into their usual chatter.
Conversation had become easier and easier. Whether it be about the past, the present or the future. Klaus had always believed that nobody truly knew him but with the sheer volume of information he’d shared with Y/N, sometimes he wondered if she knew him better than he knew himself. Just as he knew her so well that he had begun guessing what she was thinking and making her freak out when he got it right.
On an evening she’d sit in his lap as usual, both of them staring at the fire and rotating their sticks with whatever meat Klaus had managed to catch and any fruit he knew was safe for her.
When the moon hung up Y/N would pull her hair over one shoulder and Klaus would kiss at her neck before sinking his fangs down into the delicate flesh. The faintest of moans would leave her and he’d only become more ravenous for her.
But he wouldn’t take her then.
Instead he’d turn to his wolf and wrap back around her, keeping her safe and warm as the winter drew near. Even though he was quite sure that the bears had gone into hibernation, he still turned for bed now. Just incase.
Besides his wolf loved her.
He was always licking and nibbling at her skin, his tail wagging as she pulled herself into his fur.
Klaus seemed to lose his consciousness more and more often, his wolf taking over and enjoying as much as Y/N as she would let.
And gods did she let him.
Y/N couldn’t help it. Klaus’s wolf was her protecter, her warmth, her home in the darkest of nights.
So when his nose brushed against her nipple for the fifth time she helped him get a good taste of it. Her fingers encouraging them to harden so his tongue could encase each one and pull them into his mouth, suckling desperately.
Her hands would smooth his fur back, revealing his bright gold eyes and dark features.
His tongue would lick down her abdomen, lapping along her thighs until he was sure she was dripping with anticipation.
Y/N would whimper for hours with his muzzle between her legs, her thighs shaking and her body coated in sweat whilst his nose nudged her clit for the last time and making her squirt all over his face. His tongue would stretch to lick her taste from his fur before circling her body time and time again before settling back down for rest.
By morning Klaus would return to the front on his mind, only mildly aware of what happened in the night and a groan leaving him at the snippets of memories.
“I may never have my fill of you.” He mumbled, pulling her onto him as he pressed his mouth to hers. "I may crave you even when I have you." He kissed her cheeks and nose, "I may love you-"
Klaus cut himself short, almost as if his mind had just caught up with his words and halted him. His face hovered over her shoulder,
I love her.
The thought was so incredibly obvious.
Of course he loved her.
He protected her 24/7, bathed with her, slept beside her, hunted for her, fed from her. They'd been making love and yet somehow the verbal confession felt like more than anything they'd already done.
"I may love you too." She whispered, kissing his cheek as he would not turn to face her. Y/N reached to stroke his jaw gently, "I love you for saving me from the plane, for not leaving me on that beach, for feeding me each day, for saving me that time, for laying by me every night no matter the night terrors, for teaching me the gentleness of your touch and the ferociousness of your fire."
Her words were like arrows through his heart, striking him over and over until he was weak in her hold.
"You don't deserve to be trapped here with me." He uttered, his body circling her like he had learned to do. "Sometimes I fear you are but a hallucination, an angel to keep me sane whilst we're here. I could not have lasted this long without you, I'd have gone utterly mad."
"You were already mad." She teased lightly and he smiled, kissing the side of her neck.
"I owe you everything-"
"You owe me nothing." His head shook and he pressed a short, firm kiss to her lips. "You may never owe me anything."
They laid for a while longer, his wolf staring to whine under the surface when the first drop of rain fell.
Klaus had been trying to find a way off the island before winter hit.
He couldn't risk anything happening to her, which was ironic because at one point he thought he'd be better off alone.
(Sorry for the wait and sorry it’s not as smutty as we’d all like 😖 Really need to get back into the game guys)
