I'll Never Not Need You

Chapter 10

Buffy attacked him with her lips, tongue and teeth. Tasting herself on him, licking her essence clean from his face and mouth. Spike’s cock was close to exploding when she moved down his body stopping at the fly of his jeans. Deftly she practically tore the zipper down as she devoured him, taking him deep within her mouth.

Spike groaned, a series of white-hot explosions bursting behind his closed eyes. Buffy moaned as she took him deeper, the tip of his pale cock hitting the back of her throat. The feeling of her movement vibrated through his hardened member. Almost losing it as she swallowed reflexively around him. His hands tangled in her hair as his hips started to move in time with her mouth. Thrusting deeper in her throat as she fondled his tight sac.

Her mouth was like liquid fire, burning him in a heavenly abyss. She moved back, allowing his cock to leave her mouth as she moved her blissful mouth to his balls, sucking them within her mouth and rolling them on her tongue. Her hand gripped his shaft roughly, seemingly making him harder as she began to move up and down. Stroking him in time with her mouth on his pouch.

“God Buffy…” he moaned as she continued her torture on him.

Never in his life had he felt anything like what this woman was doing to him. No one had ever made him feel like way, so out of control, so reckless. Her hand left his shaft as her mouth licked it’s way to the tip. She opened her eyes to him then, showing him the green of her irises as she licked his slit, tasting the salty drop of pre-cum dripping from the angry red head.

She smirked at him, her eyes dancing as she engulfed him again, sucking him deep as her nose hit his coarse pubic hair. Buffy was like a starved animal, the feel of his cock in her mouth was exquisite. And the power she had over him, the quivering gasping mess she had resulted him to, was like a drug to her system. She craved more of it.

She ran her teeth along his member making Spike groan loudly, his hands gripping her hair almost painfully. She was about to swallow him again when she was roughly pulled up his body. His eyes glowed amber as he adjusted his legs, her knees falling on either side of his hips, the head of his cock brushing against her entrance.

They locked eyes as she impaled herself on him. Both gasping at the sheer pleasure of being joined. His mouth found hers again as she began to ride him, sliding up and down on his cock most deliciously. She sat up on him, throwing her head back, her breasts jiggling enticingly in front of him. His hands reached for her twin peaks, kneading the soft flesh as his cock continued to be imbedded in her hot sheath.

Her slick walls began to tighten around him as she leaned back down, once again finding his mouth with hers. She sucked hard on his bottom lip, biting it. He groaned and before she knew what was happening flipped them over so she was on her back and he above her. He stopped his movements and stared at her, his hand tenderly brushing her hair from her flushed face.

He kissed her lips gently, exacting sweetness on her as his hips began to dance. She gasped loudly as she plunged his cock into her once again. He pulled almost totally off of her, leaving only the head of his cock teasing her pubis before slamming back in. He did this several times, bringing her closer to her orgasm before shying her away from it.

Buffy’s head rocked from side to side as her legs lifted up and wrapped around his waist bringing him deeper inside her. Her hands moved up and down his strong back, scratching him, leaving little red half moon marks along his alabaster skin.

Spike’s face was buried in her neck, licking and nipping her as he began to thrust more rapidly in her feverish body. Buffy was moaning loudly, her throaty voice echoing through the trees. Spike felt his demon bursting forth, his fangs growing long in his mouth, his ridges rubbing against the sensitive flesh above her breasts. Buffy lifted his face and saw his changed features. Instead of shying away from him she gripped his more forcefully between her spread legs and pulled his mouth to hers.

She kissed him, fangs and all, her tongue thrusting wit his as his moved at a speed a regular man could not achieve.

“Oh…oh Spike,” she whimpered as he lowered his head to her neck. His amber eyes locked on her jugular vein, her sweet blood pumping tantalizing under her sun kissed flesh. She tightened her vaginal muscles around him as Spike licked at her neck. Tasting the flowing of the blood under her skin, the rush of adrenaline as she neared her orgasm. With a growl he struck, sinking his fangs in her neck. Buffy cried out and clutched him to her as she came fiercely, her pussy clutching at his thrusting cock. He pulled on her blood, drinking deep as she bucked with pleasure underneath him. She was milking him, strangling his cock as she became tighter with her spasms.

Spike yelled her name as he came, his cock jumping as he erupted, shooting his seed deep inside her. He pulled his fangs from her neck as he licked at the tiny trail of blood leading down her neck.

“Mine,” he commanded as he lavished her neck with his roughened tongue.

“Yours…always,” she whispered her eyes falling shut.

*~*

Willow sat quietly in the Sunnydale School Library doing research on stones and their powers. Spike’s ring had definitely peaked her interest and she wanted to know more. So here she sat trying to find out all she could on garnets. She found many deferent meanings and descriptions from the websites she visited.

‘Garnet (red) Strengthens, purifies, vitalizes and regenerates bodily systems, especially the blood stream. Has strong affinity to the root chakra, helping to harmonize the potent life force. Aligns subtle bodies, love, compassion.’

‘Garnet balances your natural energy. A highly protective stone. Also deals with issues of survival and abandonment. It is thought of as a stone of purification, elimination and cleansing. Red is used to treat disorders of the blood, heart and lungs. The Garnet represents healing, protection, strength, heart, passion, constancy and truth.’

Willow read the meanings she found and sighed. The key words that jumped out were blood and protection.

Why does Spike need a ring like that? She wondered as she clicked out of the window. She put her pencil down and closed her eyes, rubbing them wearily.

She hadn’t meant to do research specifically on Spike. She was interested in his ring, but all the meanings made her think of his mannerisms and she began to wonder. It could all be purely coincidental and he probably just wears his ring for show but what if it’s not?

She made a point to ask him about it tomorrow when she saw him. Willow yawned as she closed the laptop she had been working on and stood to leave when a voice scared her.

“Hello cutie.”

Willow’s eyes flew open as she stared at the intruder. A hint of fear flared up as soon as she looked into the grayish blue of his eyes.

“Do I know you?” she asked hesitantly.

“Not yet,” he said simply as he leant against the counter, his legs crossed, his head tilted at an anglel regarding her carefully.

Like it? Hate it? Love it? Review Me!!