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Chapter fourteen

Spike lifted Tara out of the crib and over to the changing unit, which was set up just outside the door that lead to her new nursery. As he changed her from her wet napkin to a clean one, Buffy undressed and got into the bed. She had put on another of his silk shirts.

“Pet, I’m not going to have any shirts left at this rate. You wore my favourite one yesterday to give birth in it, plus the one you wore before that and two today, that’s four in total…”

When he looked over at Buffy, she was sporting her famous pout and he knew he was buggered.

“Ok, ok, I’m going to get me some new shirts. Wear whatever you want from me.”

Buffy’s pout transformed to a brilliant smile and she knew, that she had him wrapped around her little finger again.

“Thanks Honey, I knew you wouldn’t mind.”

With a sigh Spike cuddled Tara against his chest as he crossed the room again to their bed. Handing her to Buffy, he stripped out of his clothes and climbed in the bed beside his mate.

“Okay Precious, let’s see, who you’d like to feed you, shall we?”

Buffy tried to sooth her child as she opened her shirt and placed Tara against her full, swollen breast.

Tara greedily latched onto Buffy’s breast, taking great pulls of milk into her tiny mouth and swallowing noisily as she did so.

“Oh Spike, look she needs me to feed her, look honey, look!”

Spike looked at his surprised mate with an amused smile.

“Of course she needs her mama to feed her as well. Remember Sweetheart, she is half human and what child wouldn’t need his mother.”

He lent across and kissed Buffy’s forehead while stroking Tara’s cheek.

Not satisfied with just the milk her mother offered, she smelt her father’s scent. Tara released the breast, brought forth her tiny fangs and then sank them into Spike’s finger once again.

“Ow Tara, give Daddy a little more warning baby, would yer?”

Spike lifted the baby from Buffy’s breast over to rest against his neck and she plunged her tiny fangs into his jugular vein, drawing more of his blood into her mouth and drinking it down.

There was a soft knocking at the door as Dawn tried to balance a tray in one hand and to knock upon the door with her other hand. Neither Spike nor Buffy had eaten properly when the pizza had arrived or even before the trouble with Drusilla had occurred and she had taken it on herself to provide nourishment for the couple.

“Buffy, Spike, I‘ve got something out here for you both to eat. Can I come in please?”

“Just a minute please, Nibblet!”

Spike pulled the blanket covering his lap a little higher. He didn’t want to scare his sister in law now, did he? The fact that he was in bed next to his mate had him hard as a rock, even though he was feeding his daughter. He was still a man after all.

“Okay Platelet, you can come in now!”

Buffy giggled at Spike’s antics. She had seen him grow hard and was going to fix this problem for him once they had Tara snug in her crib again. Looking up as Dawn entered the room; she sniffed the air, mmmh yummy pancakes with peanut butter and strawberry jam as Spike called the jelly. Plus Dawn had made them both hot chocolate with the tiny marshmallows Spike liked so much

”Oh Dawn, you must have read my mind. I was just thinking how hungry I am.”

Tara whimpered as Spike encouraged her to release his neck. He wiped his finger covered with his saliva over the tiny puncture marks. He would have to try teaching her to close the wounds herself, as she grew older.

“Look Spike, Dawn brought us some food upstairs to eat. Oh there’s no blood. I bet you need blood too, don’t you? Dawny, can you get Spike some blood too? He just fed Tara, look how pale he is.”

Buffy was babbling away like tomorrow was never going to come and Spike could sense Buffy getting higher on her own rush of hormones and her arousal that also scented the air.


“Shh Buffy, calm down and relax a bit, just eat the food the Nibblet brought you, before it goes cold, okay? Dawn, I would appreciate a mug of blood if you have the time, but the food for Buffy is more important now.”

“Of course Spike, I have plenty of time. Faith was wondering, when you want to start questioning Drusilla. What can I tell her?”

“Tell her, that we’ll be down in the next hour or so, okay? I want Buffy to eat and rest and we both know that there’ll be no chance of that, if I leave her up here by herself. Please ask her too, if she could coordinate the slayerettes a bit, so that they could guard the house and garden. It’s not that I don’t trust Willow’s wards, but a few eyes that check the grounds can’t be bad. I don’t believe that Angel really left or that he didn’t left us some surprises.”

“Okay Spike, I’ll tell her. I’ll bring you your blood up in a few.”

Spike turned his attention to Buffy again, who still hadn’t begun to eat and was cooing at their little girl in his arms.

“Right, Buffy eat, you, madam Tara, are going in your crib before you get spoilt; we can’t be holding you all the time, mum and your old da have to work too, you know?”

Pulling back the covers and getting out of the bed, he went to the bottom of the bed and placed the now content child in her crib. Next he went around the bed and quickly drank his hot chocolate as Buffy consumed the food Dawn had brought up. Hearing her footfall on the stairs, he hastily jumped over the bed and back in beside Buffy, covering himself again with the covers.

Once again, Dawn knocked the door and without waiting for a reply walked into the room to see Spike quickly covering his bottom half. My god, my sister is one lucky cow… she thought to herself, as she spotted the raging hard on Spike sported.

“Umm, here Spike, just at the right temperature I think, but you better check it first ok? I’ll go back downstairs, call me if you need anything, alright?”

“Ta, Nibblet, we’ll be down soon, but tell the others, that we come down on our own and not to disturb us, we need a bit rest.”

They watched Dawn leave the room with slightly pink cheeks and Spike downed the contents of his mug with blood and then loudly burped.

“You pig!” Buffy playful said as she slapped at his arm.

“Oink, oink baby, but I know you like your pig.“

Spike grunted back, grabbing her waist and starting to tickle her as she tried to wriggle away. She brushed her hand over the top of his cock and feeling the precum that had accumulated there she purposely ran her forefinger back and fore over the weeping head.

“Ahh, Buffy stop, don’t, I’ll never stop, if you do that baby. I want you so badly and we can’t kitten.“

Spike wanted to take his mate to heaven and back again, but she hadn’t long given birth and needed time to heal.

“It’s okay honey. I’ll help you, never mind me.”

Buffy ducked her head under the covers and took Spike’s hard cock in her willing mouth. Gently swirling her tongue around the hot tip that spilt cool seed into her mouth, she started to run her teeth along the underside and up the ridge that was there.

Spike encouraged his mate by weaving he fingers gently through her hair and holding her head lightly.

“Oh Babe, just like that, yeah, there sweetness, just there. That feels so good.”

Spike litany of words encouraged Buffy to start bobbing her head back and forth, as she gently began to suck on him and hum too. Slowly she took her hand and rolled his scrotum between her forefinger and thumb, while using her smallest finger to stroke the skin between that and his anus.

His cock now throbbed with his need to empty his self in her mouth and he didn’t know how long he could hold back his orgasms.

“Buffy, just like that, oh yeah, there baby, just there, harder, I, I, I need… need to cum baby, oh Buffy, I’mmmmm cumminggggg…”

Spike stuttered as he pumped strings of sperm into his mate’s mouth and she swallowed it greedily down.

After licking him clean, she remerged from under the covers smiling and very pleased with her performance.

“Is that better honey?? Are you feeling good?”

“Oh yeah, much, much better thank you. I think I really needed that.”

He kissed her and tasted himself, all salty on her lips and tongue.

“What about you though? I don’t want you to feel neglected.“

“I’m fine, honestly Spike. That was just for you. I love you.”

Buffy laid her head against his shoulder and started to fall asleep, as Spike purred his contentment.

Knowing she was now asleep, Spike disentangled himself from her grasp and rose from the bed. Dressing as quietly as possible, he resolved to himself to now go and interrogate his loony sire, while his mate slept peacefully….

Tbc





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