WITHOUT MORALS (1/?)
Spike groaned as Willow tightened around his cock. He thrust once,
grinding himself into her. He watched her face as she came, her orgasm
causing her eyes to flutter and her nose to wrinkle just slightly. She
made the small cluster of whimpering moans before calling his name.
Hearing his name, he smiled. He was the only one that had ever touched
her. He couldn't explain how that made him feel. He had been first. For
the first time in his life, someone had chosen him. He moved quickly,
keeping her high as she clutched the sheets tightly in her hand. He
licked a droplet of sweat from her breast as he sunk deep, sending his
seed into her.
Cordelia heard the noises coming from her friend's bedroom. She shifted
on the couch, rubbing her legs together. Giving up, she let her hand
wander down her body. She closed her eyes and laid her head back as she
listened to sounds of Willow and Spike making love.
Angel stood in the doorway, having just woken up. He watched an
unihibited Cordelia, his cock hardening automatically. He heard Spike
call out and cursed softly. They had been in Vegas just two days, but he
was already about to die wanting to taste his childe again. Wanting to
share everything with both him and Willow. He was waiting for Cordelia
to say the word. It was up to her. Willow would agree. He was shocked at
just how responsive and adventurous the shy girl was. He wanted her, but
not enough to jeapordize his relationship with Cordelia. He loved her.
Cordelia imagined watching Spike and Willow together. She slid a finger
into her wetness, her free hand rubbing her breast. She heard Willow
whimpering and wanted so badly to see what Spike was doing to cause such
a reaction. Damn them. They were both so loud in their passions. So open
about their love. She added another finger, her mind adding Angel to the
picture. She so badly wanted to see him and Spike together, but she
didn't want to lose him. She was scared of the past that he and Willow's
lover shared.
They still had six days in Vegas. Six days of listening to the sounds of
fucking coming from the room across from hers. Six days of having to try
to remain in control. She could do it. She had to. She didn't think she
was ready to share Angel. She heard Willow scream out and thrust her
fingers deeper, allowing her thumb to rub her clit. She wished that she
knew what Willow looked like when she came. She bet she was beautiful.
She cried out softly as she her orgasm hit the same time Spike groaned
loudly.
Angel felt his seed cover his hand as he watched Cordelia bring herself
to orgasm. Moving quietly, he went back to the bedroom to get cleaned
up. It wouldn't do for Delia to know he had been watching. Six days.
That was all he had to try to convince them that they could all be
happier together...as a family. He could do it. He knew he could.