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Title: Unexpected Blessings
Author: Pattyanne
snapkik@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Feedback: Yes, please

This chapter is NC-17



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The Fourth Month
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"I think I'm starting to show," Buffy announced with a
pleased smile as she climbed into bed.

"Starting to show what?" Spike asked from behind
the newspaper he was reading.

"The baby, silly." She flicked the paper aside. "Don't
you think so?"

"Well, I don't know." He grabbed the hem of her night-
gown and tugged on it. "Lemme see," he begged, leering
playfully.

Buffy allowed him to push her gown up and examine
her abdomen. "See?"

"See what?"

"That bulge." She pointed to it. "Right there."

Spike shook his head. "That's not the baby. That's
your dinner."

"Oh...what do YOU know." She swatted his hands away.

He answered her by reaching under the bed and
producing a large picture book. "More than you think. I've
been reading up on all things baby, Dr. Spock and the
others. You'd be surprised what I know."

She WAS surprised. "Really?"

"Yeah, really," he said. "I want to be ready." He flipped
the book open and tilted it towards her. "See...that's
what baby looks like right now."

Buffy examined the photograph. "Yuck!"

"Hey!" Spike scolded. "It's not yuck. S'a bloody miracle
is what it is."

"Why is everything "bloody" with you? Even a baby?"

He shrugged. "Just my nature," he said, turning the
pages of the book. "How do you suppose they take
these pictures, anyway?"

"Geez..I don't even want to think about it," Buffy
shuddered. "Hey...where did you get this book?"

"Library."

She stared at him. "You don't have a library card."

"So what?"

Buffy rolled her eyes. "Oh, great!" She sat up and
glared at him. "Fine role model you're gonna be...steal-
ing from a library."

"Borrowing," he corrected her. "I'll take it back. Oh, look
at THIS one."

"No thank you." She pushed the book away. "My dreams
are strange enough right now without this sort of bedtime
reading."

She slid down in the bed, stretching.

Spike watched her with admiring eyes. "You know...you
don't look any bigger around the middle just yet, but
you're definitely getting rounder in...other places." He
leaned over and ran a suggestive finger around the neckline
of her nightgown.

Buffy grinned, highly pleased at the compliment. "I noticed
those, too," she said. "It's the first time in my life that
I've ever felt stacked."

He tugged on the pink silk and peeked inside. "Lucky
baby, to be so well fed."

Buffy reached for his hand, pushing it underneath the
fabric until it was cupped over her right breast. "Baby
won't be needing them for a while," she said softly. "I'm
sure she won't mind if you play with them until then."

Her words, coupled with the tone of her voice and the
feel of her breast, caused Spike to develop an instant
erection.

Lowering his head, he kissed the soft flesh of her
throat. He peeled her gown away from skin still damp and
warm from her bath, and gazed with rampant lust at the
lovely new curves she had developed.

"Beautiful," he whispered, as his lips traveled down
her neck to the beginning swell of her breasts. "So soft
and warm," he added, rubbing his cheek against her.

"And sensitive," Buffy interjected, stroking the back
of his neck.

He smiled against her skin. "Are they?"

"Mm-hmm. Especially..right here." Cupping her hand
beneath his jaw, she guided his mouth to one hard peak.
"They're just...aching."

"Aching for what?" he asked hoarsely, still nuzzling her.

"Ohh...to be touched...and kissed...and..."

"Sucked?" he ventured eagerly.

Buffy arched her back. "Most of all..."

Spike placed a tormentingly light kiss on both
nipples. "Would you like me to help you with that
ache, darling?"

She gasped at the touch of his tongue. "Make it go
away."

Wih a soft growl, he began to trace wet circles around
her nipples, Moving from one to the other, he teased
her with long strokes of his tongue.

Her body began to writhe beneath his in helplessly
agonizing pleasure. "Please...oh, please," she moaned,
digging her nails into his biceps.

He pulled back. "Want more, do you?"

"Yeah.Give me more," she demanded. "Give me every-
thing. It's mine...and I want it."

Wrapping her arms around his head, she held him
firmly against her. "Open your mouth," she whispered.
"Be my baby."

Spike did what she wanted, taking her breast into
his mouth and suckling strongly.

Buffy had all she could do to keep from screaming at
the spasms that coursed through her body. She felt
every pull of his mouth all the way down in her womb.

Spike began to alternate his sucking with hard kisses
and long laps of his tongue. "That better, honey?" he
asked, rubbing his cheek against her nipples. "Shall
I suck harder, or keep licking them?"

Trying to keep a clear objective in mind, Buffy sent
her hands down and began to push off the sweat pants
he'd donned after his shower.

He released her long enough to remove them and
toss them aside, then returned to the flesh he was
feasting on so enjoyably.

When she couldn't wait one more second, she cupped
his face in her hands and forced him to look at her.

"Now," she panted. "I want you inside me..now!"

Leaning his weight on one arm, he yanked her
nightgown up around her waist, then positioned himself.

Mindful as he always was of her pregnancy, he pene-
trated her slowly, with shallow back and forth thrusts
of his hips.

Buffy moaned and panted below him, grinding herself
against his pelvis in search of the friction she craved.

Spike adjusted his position, moving up so that the
base of his shaft rubbed her where she needed it, then
began to thrust a little harder and deeper.

He varied his pace, sometimes slow and deep, some-
times fast and shallow, sometimes no thrust at all,
but only grinding pressure.

"Ah, Christ, baby...you feel so good," he groaned. "So
hot and tight...and juicy. I want to fuck you..fuck you
hard...yeah, make it tighter..."

"More," she cried, digging her nails into the straining
muscles of his ass. "Faster, baby...yes...like that..."

Abandoning all restraint, he complied, pounding into her
over and over again. The sound of their bodies slapping
together blended with the harsh grunts he emitted
with each thrust.

"Come on, baby," she urged him. "Do it with me...I'm
so close..come when I do...give it to me...do it..."

She was babbling mindlessly, but he was past the
point of hearing her. He sensed the onset of her climax,
and he shoved one hand down between them. Reaching
the juncture of her thighs, he quickly found what he
wanted.

Covering her mouth with his, he pushed his tongue into
it and firmly pinched her clit, then rubbed it rapidly be-
tween his thumb and forefinger.

It was the last thing needed to send Buffy over the
edge of sanity. With a soft scream, she careened out
of control as a violent orgasm exploded inside of her.

As the convulsions of release shot through her body,
she was only dimly aware that he was riding the same
crest of pleasure that she was on.

When it was over, when they began to come back
down to the earth, Buffy smiled a dazed and dreamy smile
at him. "I..I just relalized something," she said.

"Wassat, babe?"

"You CAN actually come your brains out."

Spike collapsed on her in helpless laughter. "You don't
say?"

"Who knew?"

He kissed her, long and hard. "You mean you came so hard
that your brains aren't in your head anymore?"

"I don't think they're even in the same ROOM anymore."

With one more kiss, he withdrew from her body and
rolled onto his back. "Get some sleep, little one," he
said. "Maybe you'll develop some NEW brains."

"Yeah, but what GOOD will they do me? I'll just lose
them again."

"G'night Slayer...."



TBC....





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