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Eagerly she rolled over, and thrust her butt in the air. Spike smiled and began to coat his fingers with the lubricant. Normally he would have used her own fluids. Had her suck his fingers, or used those delicious juices that had started flowing down her legs again. But there was the chip to consider. Hurting her would spoil all his fun.

What was he thinking? Normally? Normally he would have just shoved her against the wall of his crypt and used her as he liked. Reveled in her pain. It was the damn chip. It was changing him. Addling his senses. He would never admit it to any one, but once or twice he'd actually forgotten that he was evil.

Which he obviously still was. What he was about to do to the Slayer's ass was proof of it.

And what an ass it was. It was every bit as perfect as he'd always known it would be. Every bit of her was.

She wiggled her ass, as if to say, 'Hello, I'm waiting.'

First thing first. As beautiful a tableau the Slayer on her hands and knees wearing nothing but her bra and thong was, it was time for her to loose the last of her clothes. He deftly undid the clasp of her bra with one hand, although he did have to twist his wrist at an odd angle, since he was used to undoing them from the front. Then he ripped the thong off of her.

"Hey!" she complained.

He ignored her.

Instead he cupped her ass with his hands, and ran them all the way up and down her back, to soothe her. He began to press harder and massage her until he felt her muscles relax and her heart beat steady. Then he slowly thrust the finger he had coated into her tight passage.

She gasped. He held still and let her test out the feel of him. He felt her muscles squeeze him experimentally, and then gently she began to move against him.

"That's my girl," he said in his most soothing voice. The one he used to lead unsuspecting girls into dark alleys.

"Not your girl." she insisted.

He didn't care. She could deny it all she liked, but he had laid a claim to her tonight that would never go away. So Angel had been her first, who cared. Any man could take a girl's virginity, there was no skill required. But he'd given her her first taste of what sex could really be. Should really be.

He put a second finger in her, stretching her wider, and her pace increased.

This had turned out to be so much better than he ever could have imagined. From here on out, he would be her measuring stick. Any other man who ever touched her would be judged against him. And he had quite a large stick.

A third finger slid inside her and she began to whimper in pleasure. Then his other hand moved around her front and he slipped his fingers into her her other opening.

Her whole body jerked and she cried out, "Oh, god yes, Spike. More, please, your fingers. Please, yes!"

He'd only meant to wet his fingers with her juices, so that he could coat his waiting cock. But it was obvious that working both of her entrances was driving her crazy, so he let her enjoy it for the moment. He thrust in and out of her with both hands, while Buffy's body desperately tried to decide which direction she wanted to be fucked from the most.

He honed all his senses in on her. Her pulse, her breathing, the quivering of her muscles, her scent. He wanted to time this just right. He felt her movements become more frantic, her breathing more erratic, as her climax approached. That was when he pulled out of her completely.

"Nooooo!" she screamed in frustration at being denied her release.

"That's my girl, demand to be finished off," he smiled. He really hoped he was ruining her for any other man. What a sweet revenge that would be against the girl who had cost him the love of his life.

His hands however were not idle. He grabbed his cock, and quickly coated it with the fluids from both hands. Once he felt sure he was sufficiently slick, he grabbed her hips, just as she was about to turn on him.

The moment the tip of his cock came into contact with her moist passage he forgot everything else. He threw caution to the wind and thrust into her. After only a moment she began to move against him screaming his name, begging him to fuck her harder.

He had never felt anything like her. She was like slick, hot, satin squeezing every inch of his cock. She bucked under him like a wild beast desperate to be free, and yet the scent of her arousal had grown so strong that he could taste it on his tongue.

He dug his fingers into her hips and used them to thrust even harder into her. She took every inch of him and begged him for more.

There was, Spike knew, no way he could last long against this onslaught. So he let his right hand move around to her front and he pinched her clit.

"SPIKE!" she slammed against him even harder, something he wouldn't have thought possible and her muscles clenched around him pulling him over the edge with her. He screamed incoherently, his mind had been pushed to a place where words were no longer possible.

Her body continued to jerk under him, until her arms simply gave out, and she crashed head first into the pillows taking him with her. He managed to find the strength to pull out of her. But it took everything he had at the moment and he collapsed back on top of her.

It was amazing just lying there on top of her. His body rocked by the motion of her breathing as she gasped, desperate to breath again.

"Was it what you hoped for pet?" he asked.

"Uh-huh," was all she managed to say.

They just lay there like that for several minutes.

"Hey," Buffy said suddenly. "That hurt."

"Sorry pet, I tried to be gentle." That was an outright lie. He'd completely forgot about being gentle once he was inside her. But she hadn't seemed to mind at the time.

"No stupid, your chip, why didn't it go off?"

"I guess cause I wasn't trying to hurt you."

She looked at him, as if she wasn't satisfied with that explanation.

"Of course," Buffy suddenly said turning around to face him, and forcing him to roll off of her, "that did dispel all the myths I've heard about vampire stamina."

Bitch, he thought.

"Bitch. You want vampire stamina, I'll show you bloody vampire stamina." He grabbed her by the shoulders and his tongue began a violent exploration of her mouth.





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