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Hope you're enjoying! There's blood play....you were warned if your squemish!
The pair entered the room while Spike still held on to the ‘being a gentleman’ charade, he opened the door and let her go in before him. When he shut the door, the room fell into a complete darkness. Due to his night vision, Spike could see Buffy slightly look around the room to get her bearings and another wave of fear rolled off her form. Spike flicked the switch to illuminate the room. He could see that she seemed to relax with the lights on.

After her eyes adjusted, Buffy could see that the room only had a queen size bed. Only one. Spike inwardly chuckled since he also told the old man, that he liked a lot of room when he slept. ‘Old bastard did everything I asked, I guess I’ll let him live. Well, for another six months before that lung cancer eats away at him and he kicks it.’ Spike proclaimed to himself.

“They only had this room?” Buffy gulped as she stared at the one bed in the room.

“No worries luv…..I’ll….” Spike turned slowly to the door for show. No way was he leaving now. His erection pressed against his zipper to break free, so he could be balls deep in this girl, but if he just had to feed on her sweet blood and skip the shag, he would do it. Rape was not his thing. ‘Just Angelus’, poncy bugger.’ Spike demon snared.

Buffy tried to gather inner courage to tell him to stay. She was 17 and still a virgin. No guy back home, no guys she wanted to loose it too. Then there was this man…..Spike. He unquestionably doesn’t look like a guy that would stumble around as he tried to figure out what went where. Buffy made up her mind this trip was going to be memorable in more than one way.

“Spike….stay…..its cool. We can share the bed…..I mean if you want to that is…..but if you don’t…..ummm….I sleep in the car. You deserve the bed.” Buffy stuttered. ‘Real smooth ex-lax!’ Buffy inwardly berated herself.

“It’s fine Buffy…just as long as you don’t try to sully my good virtue.” Spike joked. ‘Boy how could this be any easier!’ his demon laughed. Buffy didn’t appear to find his joke funny. She looked at him with large eyes and a new kind of fear rolled off her.

“Luv…..I was only joking. Relax. What will happen, will happen, you have to understand that.” Spike explained as he slowly approached Buffy’s shaking form. Spike ran his hands up and down her arms in attempts to warm her. This was only for show, since his cool skin wouldn’t be able to warm her. His skin was slightly warmer than usual since he recently fed on the gas attendant, but it was no way as hot as human flesh.

Buffy looked up at this beautiful man before her. ‘I entered this trip as a girl I’ll end it as a woman.’ Buffy thought to herself as she placed her hand on Spike’s chiseled cheek and slightly leaned forward to initiate a kiss.

Spike met her half way and once he tasted her sweet lips he was instantly hooked. His hands moved from her upper arms to one placed in her golden locks and the other at the base of her spine. He drew her closer as he feasted on mouth. Buffy slightly moaned as she felt a newfound desire buzz in the pit of stomach and fan out. Her nipples tightened under her halter top and a pool of moisture started to trickle into her panties. Spike’s nostrils flared, as he could smell her desire waft from her body. Spike’s cock grew tenfold as he groaned into her mouth.

After several moments of kissing, Spike broke his mouth from hers and started to travel the length of her pristine throat. His demon flared briefly as he bit her with blunt teeth. ‘Not yet…..fuck then feed.’ He ordered his demon. Despite the need of her blood being a great as it was, the demon heeded to him.

Spike removed Buffy’s leather coat as he slightly spun her around so now her back was to the bed. He slowly moved them towards it until the back of her knees bumped into the mattress. The pleasure that raced through her, squash any worries that she had earlier. As Spike continued to feast upon her throat, Buffy removed his jacket and started to pull his black cotton tee from the waistband of his jeans.

Spike started to remove her halter-top quickly, only to break contact with her throat long enough to do so. Buffy’s pert breasts greeted Spike and his heated gaze as he slowly lowered her to the bed. He continued to lick, bite and suck on her throat as his talented hand found her mound as he kneed and plucked at her erected rosy tips. Buffy’s hand was in Spike’s bleached hair as he continued his assault.

The other hand grabbed at his shirt as she tried to free it from his muscular body. Spike made quick work of his tee shirt as he drew it over his head and tossed it across the room. Once cool alabaster skin touched her inflamed body, both parties moaned their appreciation.

Because of the lust that swirled in her mind, the coolness of his skin didn’t remain a concern, as his mouth finally moved from her neck to the other breast that was not be attended by his gifted fingers.

“Uhhh…..Spike….you feel so good…mmmm…..” Buffy moaned as she enjoyed all the pleasures that he bestowed on her body. Despite her virginity, being with him felt so comfortable, like they’ve been lovers for ages. Spike’s mind reeled with this fiery woman beneath him. For the first time he questioned if he would kill this woman that was trapped in this little girl’s body. Spike thought about keeping her around for a few days, feeding and fucking. He didn’t want tonight to be a onetime thing.

‘Maybe she’ll like being a fang banger. I could keep her for an endless supply of blood and sex?’ Spike thought to himself as he blunt teeth bit into her peaked nipple.

“Yes…..mmmm…..Spike…..” Buffy cooed as he continued to feast upon her flesh. Spike’s mouth traveled from her heaving mounds to her stomach as his hands worked the buttons on her low-hung jeans. Buffy stared at this amazing man with hooded eyes. She lifted her hips off the bed to aid in their removal. Once the denim was gone, Buffy laid on the bed only in small cotton briefs that had ‘Friday’ written on her left hip.

“Cute panties…..but I really want to see what’s underneath luv.” Spike purred as he eyed this golden beauty that was spread out before him. Buffy looked with lust filled eyes as she smiled and wiggled her finger towards him to ‘come and get her.’ A wolfish smile spread across his lips as he leaned forward and hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties. Spike slowly brought the cotton down over her hips, buttock and down her tanned thighs.

Buffy first felt that she should cover herself, or ask for him to turn out the light, but then confidence came forward as she felt so comfortable with her nakedness with him that she didn’t bother. Spike grabbed her hips and dragged her form to the end of the bed where her legs hung off, with only her ass to keep her grounded. Spike quickly dropped to his knees, as if in prayer. Buffy didn’t know what he was doing until he lifted her legs, placed them on his muscular shoulders and she felt his mouth on her moist center.

Electrical bolts shot from her core throughout her body. On its own will, her back bowed with the pleasure that his talented mouth was given her. Buffy could feel him lick, suck and place small bites on her pussy as he quickly brought her to her first orgasm. With the feelings and lust that swelled through her body, Buffy became slightly scared. Spike could smell this underlying her desire. He pulled his mouth from her body and spoke

“Don’t think…..just feel….” With that his mouth returned as feasted on her. Almost as it was a command, Buffy did just that. A monstrous wave a heat and intensity bloomed from her womb and she could feel her inner walls spasm.

“Uhhhh……mmmm…..Spike!” Buffy cried as her orgasm hit and she released the sweetest spendings that Spike ever had the pleasure of tasting. She tasted of honey or spun sugar, sunshine and purity. Spike continued to devour her quim until another smaller orgasm crested and released from her body. Spike knew once the muscles in her thighs relaxed on his shoulders that she was ready. Since Spike was not a patient man, he needed her now. Time for foreplay was over. He needed to be balls and fangs deep.

Spike gently extracted her legs from his shoulders as stood to remove his pants. Buffy laid in a boneless heap on the bed, with her eyes closed and a sated smile that graced her full bee-stung lips. Spike removed his boots and pants and moved Buffy towards the center of the bed. He knew since she was a virgin, she wouldn’t be sucking his cock ‘But she’ll learn, we’ll teach her.’ His demon spoke. ‘What? Keeping her was only a fleeting thought. Aren't we going to fuck and feed, then find Dru?" Spike asked his demon.

‘We don’t need her! Yeah…..she’s your sire…..but she left us. Anyway we can make a new mate. Look at this tender girl. We can shape her to what we want. She will be anything that we make her. Dru is our dark princess, but this can be our queen…..our equal.’ His demon declared. Spike stopped with one knee on the bed as he listened to his demon. He wanted to tell it to get bent, but then, maybe he had a point. ‘Buffy could be ours.’ Spike remained suspended, lost in his thoughts until Buffy quietly spoke

“Spike?” Spike looked at this beautiful girl before her. ‘Possess her…..make her yours.’ Spike’s demon roared. Gold flashed quickly in his cerulean eyes. Spike moved and climbed onto the bed. He settled between Buffy’s parted thighs, as his cock tenatively caressed her silken folds..

“Spike…..I’ve never done….ummm…..done this before….I…” Buffy whispered

“Don’t worry kitten, I’ve got you. It will hurt at first, yeah….but I’ll try my hardest to make the pain go quickly.” Spike assured the tiny girl that laid in the cage of his extended arms. Spike slowly leaned forward as he gently kissed her, in attempts to displace her fears. Spike was surprised with how genuinely he wanted her first time to go slowly.

‘We’ll break her in soon enough.’ Spike’s demon purred as in his mind’s eyes he could see it licking his serrated teeth in anticipation. Spike inwardly shook away the voice and focused on the girl in his arms.

‘No….not girl….woman….my woman…..my Buffy.’ Spike inwardly declared as his cock entered into her heated core. Due to his extreme size, Spike felt her maidenhead strangle his cock, before he was half way into her quim. His eyes slammed shut at the silken lava that surrounded him. Pure heaven. When he opened his eyes he saw Buffy below him with the look of trepidation but acceptance that pain will soon give to pleasure.

Buffy eyes shimmered with desire, as Spike’s demon finally broke free. He could sense a wave of fear flow from her body, but was quickly replaced by awe. Spike studied her through his golden eyes as he waited for her to scream or try to push him off her. She placed her hand tentatively on his now slightly ridged cheek as she studied him. A growl sounded deep from his chest as Spike lunged forward, both his mouth and hips as he dually penetrated her. The pain that blossomed in her womb was quickly chased away by the needle like fangs that had pierced the soft skin of her throat. Blinding stars of pleasure burst forward as Spike suckled her neck.

Purrs of contentment rose from the back of his throat as the draws of his mouth matched the movement of his hips. Buffy could feel another orgasm crest, as she became light headed from his movements and her depleted blood supply. As another orgasm crashed through her body, Spike continued to remove blood from her body through long draws from his hungry mouth. When he could hear her heart slowing, he released her throat with a long lick and increased the tempo of his hips. He wanted to come in her sweet warm body once before he made her his demon lover. Once she died tonight, she would awake in a few days, cold as he, but just a hungry. For both his body and blood.

Buffy’s vision was tunneled due to loss of blood, but her eyes remained on the beautiful man that hovered above her supine body. With his demon visage he leaned forward and kissed her passionately. As Buffy’s tongue entered into his mouth, she ran her tongue over one elongated canine, so a welt of blood mixed with their saliva. Spike growled at his golden goddess as she started to bring her hips up to meet his forceful strokes. Her nails left scores of blood down his back. As another wave of orgasm swelled through her body, she lifted her head and bit hard into his shoulder as she drew blood.

Spike roared as his orgasm rocked through his body as his cock violently plunged into her core as his dead seed coated her womb. With that, Spike’s fang struck again, as he held Buffy to his throat. Spike drew long mouthfuls of her sweet blood into himself as he urged Buffy to do the same. Despite lack of words, Buffy continued to drink from Spike until her mind spun from the lack of blood. Her eyes fluttered as mouth fell away from his neck as Spike continued to feed until her heart slowed and eventually stopped.

Spike gently placed Buffy into the mattress as he pulled his erection from her heated depths. Despite just cumming, all her sweet blood had made him hard again. He placed a gentle kiss on her now cooling lips as he exited the bed.

Spike looked down to absorb the vision before him. Buffy laid motionless on the bed with her glazed empty eyes staring towards him. There was a small pool of blood on the pillow from her neck and a larger one between her splayed legs. Before her rebirth, Spike needed to prepare.

He picked his golden goddess up gingerly, and then placed her on his right shoulder as he pulled the bloody sheets from the bed. Once the bed was stripped, he walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower as hot as it would go, and entered into the scalding spray with Buffy now moved into his arms.
He tenderly washed the blood from her body and then he carefully sat in the tub so he could wash her exquisite flaxen hair.

After she was fully cleaned, Spike removed her from the tub and carried her into the adjoining bedroom. He placed her in the middle of the stark mattress as he headed back into the bathroom to retrieve towels to dry her golden body and hair. He covered her body with a dry towel, then Spike got dressed so he could go to the motel’s office to request more towels and new sheets.

As he exited the room, his skin prickled with the impending dawn. Spike quickly ran to the office, retrieved the items and headed back to the room as the sun wavered on the horizon.

After he entered the room with the needed supplies, Spike again held Buffy over his right shoulder as he made the bed and then compassionately placed her in the middle of the clean sheets. After he was done, Spike sat on the bed and watched his queen as he anticipated her rebirth. Since Spike has only made minions before, he was unsure just how long it would take for her to wake. He tried to make sure that she took enough of his blood, and since he was part of the Aurelius bloodline, which is extremely powerful, he believed that it would be soon. Spike pulled Buffy’s lifeless form into his as he fell into a dreamless sleep.

The night pulled Spike out of his slumber. When he awoke, Buffy was still lifeless in his arms, just as she had been when he fell asleep over twelve hours ago. Spike kiss her cold mouth softly, then extracted him self from her. He needed to feed if he was going to be able to offer her, her first meal when she awakes. The blood from your sire is the most powerful blood, besides that of a Slayer, that a vampire could consume. Spike placed another chaste kiss to her lips and headed out into the night.

Buffy awoke to a completely dark room to a small sound of chirping. She first thought that she was at home in bed, with the blue birds welcoming the morning with song. As she slowly sat up, into the consuming darkness, she realized that she was not at home and that the dream that she thought she had about Spike, was actually reality. Despite the room plunged into darkness, she could see with utmost clarity. As she scanned the room, she noticed the small black and white tv, the table and chair set under the double windows near the room’s door. The only thing that was missing…..Spike. Buffy couldn’t hear any noise coming from the bathroom.

Buffy closed her eyes as she reached out to Spike. She could feel that he wasn’t far away and that he was determined to get back to her as soon as possible. Normally she would found all of this strange, but a sense of calm came through her that this was her life now and Spike was the center of it. A significant serrated grin formed across her face. She started to think about Spike and last night until the chirping sound happened again.

Buffy was determined to locate what made that sound. She sprang from the bed, with agility and speed that she didn’t know that she possessed and search around the room. As she approached the dresser located on the other side of the room, the noise became clearer. Buffy placed both hands on the side of the dressed to move it, with barely a shove, the piece slide across the room and crashed into the wall. Buffy looked down at her hands as the strength they held.

‘Chirp…chirp’ Buffy’s eyes flashed towards the small creature that was on the floor. With lightening speed, Buffy snatched the noisy cricket off the floor. Her fist held the insect as she study her newfound power of quickness and accuracy. Buffy walked towards the door as she gazed at her clenched fist. Buffy opened the door and all the sounds of the night flooded her ears.

Mice scurrying, raccoons knocking over trash cans several streets over, and the obnoxious laugh of the guy manning the desk tonight as he watched the Carol Burnett show. Buffy slowly opened her hand as the cricket leaped from her palm. A warm summer breeze caressed her naked body. Buffy inhaled deep and could smell fresh blood. Her stomach protested, as it demanded to be filled.

For the first time, Buffy heard her inner demon speak. ‘We must feed…..smell that blood? Soon it will coat your throat as you pull long and deep. Mmmmm….besides the touch of your mate, there isn’t anything else like it in the world.’

Buffy quickly slammed the door behind her as she entered into the room in search for her clothes. Her ears perked up when she heard the distinctive sound of Spike’s Desoto as it approached. ‘He’s here….your sire…..your mate……Spike. You need to prepare for his arrival.’ Her inner demon purred. A devilish smile graced her lips as she quickly thought how she would greet her maker.

Spike cautiously approached the room. He could sense that Buffy was inside, but he also felt that something had changed. Spike hoped that nobody had come to the room. If anyone found Buffy in her transformation state, they would think that she was dead and the police would be call. ‘No matter if the bloody pigs are called, she’s my mate and nothing or nobody will stand between us.’ Spike declared in his mind.

Spike opened the door slowly and entered. He could sense Buffy on the bed and a wave of relief washed over him. Despite the feeling that there was something amiss, Spike continued into the room. Spike turned slowly as he looked upon the bed.

Lying on her side, head propped by her hand that was at the end of her bent arm, Buffy slowly stroked the outer thigh of her curved leg. In one word she was glorious. She was still completely naked, her hair had dried in full luscious waves that partially cascaded down over her breast while the rest fell behind and rested on her back. She was in full game face, with a cat-like brow that leads into her now golden eyes. She slowly ran her tongue over her elongated teeth as she stared hungrily at Spike. A small pout formed on her bee-stung lips before she spoke

“Daddy….I’m hungry.” Spike’s cock stood at full attention as his golden queen that laid before him. Spike stalked towards the bed, as he removed his leather jacket. Once he reached the bed, his knees folded as he lowered himself to the floor in front of her. Spike offered his neck to her than spoke with a deep lust-filled voice

“Drink…..drink from me my queen.” Buffy moved with lightening speed. Her legs splayed open as his body was housed in between. She eyed his neck and slowly leaned forward as she licked him from collarbone to ear. Buffy purred as she savored the taste of his alabaster skin. After several more licks. Spike growled and his face quickly flashed into his demon visage, then returned back, as he warned to her that she needed to stop playing and feed. Even though he did this, he was impressed with the self-control that Buffy had, especially being a newly risen vampire.

Buffy struck as her needle like teeth sank into the column of his throat. She pulled deep and her demon roared as the blood of her sire and mate, hit the back of her throat. Spike placed his hand into her golden tresses as his body felt ecstasy with each pull of his blood. Spike controlled his inner demon not to strike since this was her first feed and she needed all the blood to remain in her body to become strong. But once Buffy started to stroke him through his jeans, he grabbed her with a fist full of hair and pulled her away. Spike crashed his mouth to hers roughly as her fangs grazed across his lips and tongue. Buffy moaned as his mouth feasted on hers and his blood again filled her mouth. Only the soft knock on the door brought the lovers away from each other.

“Housekeeping. I’m sorry sir…..I know it’s late. But the manager stated that you keep evening hours so I should clean your room then, well now. If you want me to come back I can…..” Buffy and Spike looked at each other. Spike was going to send her away until Buffy purred and Spike spoke low enough for only vampire hearing to pick up

“Mmmmm kitten….take out.” Spike placed another scorching kiss on her bloodied lips. He quickly pulled away as a sadistic smile crossed her lips before Spike gave her one more kiss. He then motioned her to go into the bathroom as he headed to the door.

Spike opened the door, as he stood behind it. The housekeeper reluctantly entered the room. She turned quickly when she heard the door close and bolted it behind her. Before she could scream Buffy flashed out into the main room, had her hand over the woman’s gapped mouth and her mouth on her throat. Spike quickly shifted into game face as his tongue snaked out and touched the front of his teeth.

He slowly stalked towards the beautiful sight before him. Buffy stared at Spike with golden eyes as she feasted on this woman’s neck. Once he arrived in front of the pair of women, Spike lovingly placed his hand into Buffy’s flowing hair as he latched on the other side of the woman’s throat. The pair fed, until the woman’s dead body fell to a heap onto the floor.

Spike casually stepped over the body as his mouth sought hers. The duo battled with lips, teeth and tongues as they devoured each other and the blood that was left after their feeding. Buffy pulled away from Spike. She ran her fingernail down his chiseled cheek, as she caused a mark to bloody in its wake. Buffy pulled Spike’s cheek to her mouth as she slowly licked the blood away. The evil pair stared at each other for a brief moment until Buffy purred

“Daddy…..I want some more.”

“That’s my girl.” Spike purred as he pulled Buffy into another mind-bending kiss.


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