Chapter 25
“Spike. Come on. Sit up, honey” Buffy coaxed the injured vampire, all the while she silently cursed her sister slayer for beating on her mate like this. “Dawnie, take Tara into the new nursery will you? I need to get Spike up; and to get him up I’m going to have to force him to feed. I don’t want you or Tara to see that.”
Spike lay on his side with his head in Buffy’s lap. He had four broken ribs that he could feel, and a punctured lung to boot. When he was well, and they had sorted out his grand sire, that bitch Faith was going down. Not wanting to move, he lay perfectly still. Buffy wanted him to move, but he wasn’t going to comply with her wish; it hurt too bloody much to move about.
Lifting a wrist to his lips trying to get her vampire to feed, Buffy whispered to her mate. “Spike, come on. Dawn and Tara are in the nursery. Now sit up honey, I know it hurts, but you’ll soon heal if you feed.”
“Fuck off Buffy. I’m not feeding from you now.” He batted her hand arm away, before sitting back against the wall taking in rasping breaths that he didn’t really need. Coughing another load of blood over the carpet, Buffy back-handed the stubborn vampire.
“You will feed from me; I’m not taking NO for an answer from you. You need to feed, and my blood will heal you quickly. Now let’s get this done shall we?”
“Bitch!” he spat at her. “I WILL NOT feed from you. Go get me some bagged stuff.” He really didn’t want this fight of wills with Buffy, but there was no way he was going to feed from her. She wasn’t back at full strength from the blood he had taken after Drusilla had fed from him…
Buffy was more than pissed at her mate, “Fuck you” she sniped back at him as she punched his chin. She did it deliberately, hoping that it would bring his demon forward and he would feed. “I don’t know what you’re playing at Spike, but we haven’t got time for you to be all noble about feeding from me….” Tears were streaming down her face, and Spike couldn’t bear it any longer…
“I’m sorry pet, I really am. I’m just trying to help you by not feeding from you. You’ll get strong quicker, and then you and the Watcher can sort this mess with the poof …”
Sitting looking astounded Buffy sighed “Spike, I need you strong beside me. Please baby, feed and then we can both help Giles sort this mess…Yeah …”
Maybe it was the tears, maybe it was the pleading in her voice, but Spike slipped in to game pulled Buffy towards him homing in on his mating mark. Licking and nuzzling his mark until he could feel Buffy’s impending orgasm from the treatment he was giving her neck. He let his fangs imbed in her pale skin, taking deep but short pulls of her blood in his mouth. He swallowed, and Buffy moaned her release. The sound made him hard, and the need to pound into her hot channel was strong. But there would be no sex for a least other few days for them, as Buffy had still to heal from giving birth to their daughter. Letting his fangs recede Spike pulled away from Buffy’s neck, only to lay claim to her mouth.
Tasting her own coopery blood in her mate’s mouth was nothing new to the slayer, and they took turns fighting for dominance of the kiss. They mutually broke apart, and Buffy could already see the pained look was gone from Spikes eyes “Feeling better honey?” she asked, as she stood and held out her hand for him to get up from the floor.
“Much better thanks, pet, but I’ve got me own little problem to sort out and need a change of clothes” he replied as he gestured with his head down towards his nether regions.
Giggling as she pulled him towards her. “You’re going to need help with that baby?” she asked as kissed down his jaw line. Turning towards the door, she started to leave the room pulling him in the direction of their bathroom….
Down in the drawing room, Giles was doing his own impression of Spike by pacing backwards and forwards in front of the large fireplace.
“For goodness sake Giles sit down.” Willow said; a touch of anger still in her voice because she had used magic to separate the two warring slayer moments ago….
“What’s taking Buffy so long to get Dead Boy Jr down here…?” Xander grumbled to no one in particular. Everything seemed to revolve around that bleached menace and although Xander now accepted Buffy choice of mate it didn’t mean he still couldn’t gripe about it.
“Xander, You saw the state Faith here left Spike. It will take Buffy a while to sort him out.” Turning slightly, Giles looked directly at the witch. “Willow have you given any more thought to the problem we have with Angelus? Because I am now absolutely certain it is the demon we are dealing with, not Angel. Do you agree, Wesley?” Giles was standing in front of the fireplace glaring at Faith for her utter disregard for his authority upstairs. “Faith take the younger Slayers out into the backyard and put them through their warm up exercises. I can’t deal with you now!”
Wesley watched Giles take control of the situation. and he wished he had never gone to LA to help the now desouled Angel. He could have joined the ranks of the new Watchers Council, and helped right the world of it wrongs. Instead he’d helped Angelus try to destroy the oldest living slayer’s family. What had possessed him to do such a thing? “Giles, I have to agree with you. It is Angelus we are dealing with. He seemed to lose his soul after Gib Cain killed Nina his Werewolf girlfriend. She never made to her cell two lunar months ago, and we never found her body. After that, he became obsessed with Buffy’s unborn child, when I stumbled across Wolfram and Hart’s copy of the codex. God I wish I never found that book”
“Well it’s too bad to be wishing these things now isn’t it? You said you could help stop Angelus, and we need to get moving before he turns another of the slayers.” Giles had never sounded more like ‘Ripper’ than at that moment. His anger evident in every word he spoke.
Oz looked at Wesley his head tilted slightly to one side “Gib Cain! I thought Buffy sorted that bastard out? Worthless piece of shit!”
“It seems he heard rumours of Nina existence, after we rescued her from a group who want to have her for dinner. And I don’t think she was meant to be a guest. But the less said about that that better” Wesley explained.
Oz just let his wolf slip out slightly and growled, shocking most of those left in the now almost empty room. Willow sat running her finger through the irate werewolf’s pink dyed hair.
Spike stood under the hot spray of the shower. Buffy was on her knees in front of him; his cock buried deep in her throat. Coaxing him slowly to a deep intense orgasm. She started by just swirling her tongue over the weeping tip when she’d first went down to him, now he could feel her tonsils constricting against the swollen head milking him for all he was worth. “Oh Buffy love, yeah baby just there won’t be long now baby, ohhhh again, do that again”
Encouraged by Spikes babbling above her head and the way he was fisting her now matted hair, Buffy pulled out all the stops to give her mate just what he needed. Letting her index finger worm its way into his back passage, she confidently pushed against his tight hole. After just two prods against his prostrate gland, he came undone spewing thick streams of cum down her throat.
Spikes legs almost gave out on him as he came He leant back against the wall as he released his hold on Buffy’s hair. Pulling her up so she could wrap her arms around his waist, he whispered against her mouth. “Buffy, baby, love you so much, Thank you. That was fantastic, Goldilocks,” Tilting his head to one side he looked at said golden locks “Bloody Hell; I really messed up your hair baby. Come on, lets finish in here, then I’ll sit and brush it through for you downstairs while we figure what to do with Peaches, Okay, sweets?”
Buffy snuggled against Spike and nodded her head in agreement. She didn’t want this moment to end, but they could have lots more like this once Angel was dealt with.……
TBC….