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The voices crashed against each other, like waves breaking upon rocks. Two breathed heavily, a third gasped, as bodies moved together.

“Fuck,” a deep, masculine voice growled. “Fuck yeah.”

“Hunnnh,” a soft voice whimpered. “God.”

“Yes,” another sweet voice joined in. “Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.”

And then, the three voices began moaning together. Loud. Louder. Louder. Until, the three voices became one, letting out a primordial groan.

And then the three blondes tumbled from heaven, landing back onto the large bed. Their bodies were coated with sweat and fluid, limbs tangled together. They squirmed against each other, trying to find a comfortable fit. After a few moments, they settled in. Girl. Boy. Girl.
I’m a god, Spike crowed, mentally. A bloody sex god. That’s what I am. They ought to make statues of me.

The twenty two year old looked down, to see the proof of his divinity. Two absolutely gorgeous blonde women in his bed. Utterly sated by his efforts.

Dawn was absent mindedly playing with her hair, spinning it around on a fingertip, gazing up at the ceiling. She was sighing contentedly, her beautiful golden breasts shiny with sweat, trying to regain her breath.

God, she’s a tasty little dish, Spike thought, running his hands down her back. She had the sweetest young body he’d ever seen. One he was far, far, from finished with tonight.

Spike looked over to his left. Buffy was lying against him, her fingertips ghosting over his stomach, her beautiful green eyes were fixed on his abs. Her tasty lip was being chewed on by her perfect teeth.

God, she was the sexiest woman he’d ever seen. He could hardly believe she was thirty five, and a whole decade older than him.

A bloody sex god, Spike thought once again, chuckling to himself as he reflected on the highly memorable events of the evening. And then he remembered the nine words that had gained his undivided attention, earlier that night. The words that had opened a door into a whole world full of delicious possibilities.

“Have you ever had a mother and daughter before?”

Spike grinned. A. Bloody. Sex. God.

Earlier That Night....

“To divorce,” Dawn toasted, raising her glass high.

“To scummy men,” Buffy added, clinking their glasses together. “No offence.”

“None taken,” Dawn added wryly. “You don’t have to tell me. I know my dad’s a scumbag. I just wished you could have figured it out like a year ago.”

“You could have warned me,” Buffy sighed, delicately sipping her drink.

“Hey, I tried,” Dawn said, elbowing Buffy. “You weren’t ready to listen. You were just so in love with your Angel.”

“I just figured….ya know,” Buffy said, slightly uncomfortably.

“That I hated you for trying to replace my mom?” Dawn added.

“Hey,” Buffy said, lightly punching Dawn, who laughed.

“It’s okay Buffy,” the young blonde said, “I never hated you.”

Buffy raised a brow.

“Okay,” Dawn protested. “A little at first. But come on. You look young enough to pass for my sister. Didn’t exactly go over well with my friends.”

“Sorry,” Buffy said, genuinely, taking a sip. She didn’t really know what she could say. Dawn was right. The whole thing had been a mess. She’d met and married Liam in a month. Somehow, he neglected to mention the college going daughter thing. But Buffy was in love enough to let that slide. And then things had really fallen apart. It was all downhill after the honeymoon. Only after her marriage with Liam had crumbled had Dawn reached out to her. And since then, unexpectedly, they’d become great friends.

“It’s okay,” Dawn said. “I wanted to hate you. I really did. I didn’t expect….”

“The awesomeness of me?” Buffy asked. Dawn raised an eyebrow of her own and then the two girls broke into uproarious laughter.

“Well, it’s not a total loss,” Buffy sighed. “At least I made a friend.”

“And you made out pretty well on the alimony,” Dawn said, grinning slyly, hooking her arms with Buffy. “How did you ever find out that Daddy dearest was diddling the maid?”

“A little birdie told me,” Buffy smirked, raising her glass to Dawn.

“Chirp, chirp,” Dawn replied, clinking their glasses together once again as both girls broke into uproarious laughter.

Spike eyed the two gorgeous women who were at the bar, drinking together. He couldn’t take his eyes off them ever since he’d come into the bar.

Bloody hell, he thought. They were the sexiest things he’d ever seen. He knew he just had to go over there. He gave it a minute, trying to pick his favourite. Meanwhile, a couple of other blokes approached the women, only to be cruelly shot down and giggled at.

Bloody amateurs, he smirked. Dammit, he thought. Still hadn’t been able to choose. Spike felt himself get antsy.
Come on mate, he thought. Get over there. There’s a window. Can always pick your fancy later. So, he took a deep breath, puffed out his chest and stalked towards them.

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Pure smut people.

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