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"He's ready."
 

Spike looked up at the softly spoken words, taking in his mate's smile. He
laughed, "Oh, really? What makes you so sure?"
 

Willow moved forward, losing a piece of clothing which each step until she
stood nude in front of him. "Today....he was magnificent. Cruel and sadistic
and oh so handsome. I was proud."
 

"What did the whelp do?" he asked, sniffing the air and smelling her arousal
mixed with another scent. Scowling, he lunged and grabbed her wrist, holding
it tight, "besides fuck you!"
 

She laughed, running her fingers along Spike's chest, "Daddy's jealous..."
 

Spike tightened his hold, twisting her arm until she cried out, the amusement
leaving her green eyes as fear entered them, "Daddy doesn't like to share,
pet. Thought I mentioned that."
 

"I..." she grimaced as he pulled her towards the bed, his hold an iron grip
around her wrist. "Hurts..."
 

"Good," he said, shoving her onto the bed. His eyes swept over her, a slow
smile crossing his face as she rubbed her bruised wrist. "If you ever fuck
him without my permission again, I'll kill him."
 

"I won't," she whispered, watching her sire with half closed eyes. She could
feel the juices dripping from between her legs as the pain slowly faded from
her wrist. "Daddy doesn't need to be jealous. I don't want Xander, not like I
want you."
 

Spike smiled as he saw her nipples harden, saw the lust in her beautiful
green eyes. "You're mine, luv. My childe, my mate, my lover. I don't mind you
turning the moron. I've seen the evil that he holds. I think he'd make a
splendid childe and companion for you, BUT, I don't like you being with him."
 

"You're jealous," she said, giggling softly before seeing the warning look in
his eyes. "Spike, I love you. What I feel for Xander is complicated. I don't
even really understand it. He's my best friend and I can see such potential
in him. He'll make a wonderful vampire, my love. Today, for the first time, I
could see it. He gave in to the cravings, Spike. It was so beautiful. Blood
on his face and his cock was ever so hard..." she smiled slightly, "and he
raped Riley. Enjoyed raping Riley....I know he liked having that power, but
he always looked to me before making any move. He'll be a good childe."
 

"He raped Iowa?" Spike whistled, his anger and jealousy forgotten
momentarily. He smiled slightly, "You say he enjoyed it?"
 

She laughed as she leaned over and whispered, "I think he may be a bit of a
poof."
 

He snorted, "Just now figuring that one out, luv? Boy had a hard on for
Angel. Could smell his arousal even when that bastard lost his soul. You're
pretty little boy likes boys, pet."
 

She laughed, "See? You have nothing to worry about."
 

"He likes you too, Red," Spike said, having witnessed the devotion and love
the boy had for Willow. That was the main reason he was still alive. Well,
that and the fact that he'd promised Willow.
 

"Nope," she shook her head. "He loves me. He'll love you too, Spike."
 

"Don't care if he does or not," Spike said, smiling. "So, he really got into
it?"
 

"Beat Riley for hours," Willow said, "then raped him. Such evil...it was
delicious to watch. He's ready now. He's finally unleashed it all...."
 

"Then tonight you'll turn him," Spike decided. He just wanted the boy turned
and part of the family so that they could leave Sunnydale. He had no desire
to stay in this town. "Then we'll leave."
 

She smiled, "My plan is almost complete. We can leave tomorrow."
 

He arched an eyebrow, "You're giving the orders now, luv?"
 

"Of course not, sire," she said, uncertain eyes watching his face. Sometimes
she wasn't sure when he was teasing or absolutely serious. It was one of the
many things she loved about him.
 

"Good girl," he said slowly, remembering their earlier conversation. "You
were naughty, pet. Rutting around with that human without asking your
Daddy.....You need to be punished."
 

She felt a trickle of awareness spread over her body as she meekly lowered
her head in a submissive stance, "Yes, sire. I deserve to be punished."
 

"Lay down, face down," he said, moving from the bed and reaching for Willow's
favorite whip. Tonight, she'd turn the boy finally. Tomorrow, they'd leave
this damn town. Facing her, his eyes softened as they swept over her body.
She was so lovely, and she was his. Moving towards the bed, he said roughly,
"Who do you belong to?"
 

"Spike," she said, crying out in pleasure as the whip hit her left buttock.
Goddess, she loved being punished by him.
 

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