CravingsBy Mightbeme
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Part Eight
Xander’s POV
*Mmmmmmnice…*I snuggled closer to the slightly cool body wrapped around me. The minute movement caused hands that had been holding me loosely start to caress me. I felt the cool skin under my lips shiver as I nibbled lightly, exploring up and across the elegant neck.
*This is definitely the way to wake up*
I slid my hands across silky smooth skin to dip in his lower back, feeling the little dips and bumps of his spine with my fingertips. I discovered my leg was pushed between his and I felt heat rush through me as I rubbed that leg against his balls. His cock poked me, the slight wetness made me smile against the sensitive skin of his neck.
“Morning my love”
Arms tightened around me, and I felt him tense a little, frowning at that, I rolled so I was looking down into sleepy blue eyes. I studied him, his face would never age and the little lines that marked him around the eyes had been there since before he was turned. I smiled, for some reason it made him seem more……..human, I chuckled at my own thoughts. He cocked his head enquiringly and I leaned down to brush his lips with mine. When I pulled back I could see the worry in his eyes, it shadowed something that should have been…perfect. It must have shown on my face cause I saw the shutters firmly slide in place and then he smiled and my heart stopped. Just for a second I’m sure it stopped, nothing could compete with the radiance of his smile. If I weren’t already in love with him, that smile would have had me falling at his feet. I could hardly believe he was mine, a dopey smile must have crossed my lips, cause his smile brightened. Then his eyes changed, sensual lights glimmered, his manner became seductive as he pulled me down into a kiss. Kiss is such a short word, it sounds sweet but this was anything but. Fire licked around the edges of this kiss, burning me, heat spiralled between us as he spread his legs further apart pulling his knees up, framing me.
“Mine, my love, my heart”
Heartfelt whispered words into his mouth had him moaning under me, his hips pressing up into my body.
*Oh god never let this end*
His hand wormed its way between our bodies, finding and holding our cocks together, I moaned as his grip rubbed them against one another. I was staring into his eyes, seeing myself reflected in those sapphire depths, when he tilted his head to the side. My breath hitched as he offered his throat to me, leaning down I gently bit him, teasing the skin with my teeth. He shuddered under me and I let go and licked the skin before biting him as hard as I could.
*ahgod*
Blood flowed tingling on my tongue, all the flavours of the previous night coming back to me. I sucked and felt a surge of strength, my mate bucking under the onslaught. Is this what he felt, no wonder vampires do it, the rush was unbelievable, I let the blood flow slow to a trickle. I thrust my hips into his as I watched his eyes change, amber flooded through the blue and his demon came forth. I licked my lips and watched as he panted, that made me smile, he doesn’t need to breathe. I raised myself on to my knees, and watched as the demon receded. Spikes hand moved up and down my shaft, caressing me, spreading the precum over the head. I let one hand dip into the blood on his neck, keeping his eyes locked on mine as the hand made its way down between his legs. He raised his legs so that I could run those blood-wet fingers down the cleft of his ass, he shivered and arched his back as I teasingly ran those same fingers over and around his puckered entrance. Just the tip of my blood warm finger pushed in and he sighed, relaxing and pushing down, swallowing me to the second knuckle. I leaned down and kissed him as I pushed the finger in and out of his ass, quickly adding another to make him gasp into my mouth. My tongue flicked into his mouth when I changed to three, mimicking the motions of my fingers. His breath started to come faster, his ass bucking up to drive my hand further. He scooped up some of his own blood and slathered it over my cock, shivering at the heat burning his hand. I had to watch as I slowly entered him, my voice shaky with the passion of the moment, I saw his emotions raw in his eyes and on his face.
“Oh god Spike, my love, god you feel so right, so good, uhhhhmine, all mine”
I shook, my mind overloading at the, oh so tight fit of his body. It was all I could do to hang on to my sanity and not blow my load like a sixteen year old on his first date. My composure was rocked even further by his whispered words, tears formed in my eyes and I had to blink them away.
“Xanlove, my heart, my mate…..I’m yours forever”
“Oh Spike love you”
I start to move, wanting to be gentle to love him as he deserves, but in the end it’s the driving passion that spurs up higher. As I feel my cock slide in and out of his grasping ass, I can’t help but be pushed to go faster, harder, more. He echoes my words my thrusts, with breathy moans and bucking hips, driving himself onto me, driving himself further and further into my heart. We strive for the peak, bodies sweating, balls tightening, I’m sure my heart is gonna stop from the pleasure as I feel him start to cum. The rippling pressure running up and down my cock as his ass contracts around me is incredible. The cool seed that falls between our pistoning bodies mixes with the sweat pooling around our groins. For a moment that hangs suspended in time I’m in some pleasure soaked dimension, every part of my body and soul completely happy. I collapse in his arms, amazed that for once I didn’t need him to bite me. I lay my lips over the wound I gave him tickling his skin with my tongue. The copper of his blood strong in my mouth, I lick the skin clean and move my lips over to his. He turns his head and kisses me sweetly, I look into his eyes, the sky had never been so blue.
“You alright pet”
The worry’s back in his tone, and I sigh, laying back taking his hand in mine, bringing it to my lips to kiss.
“I feel fine love, just a bit tired but well that’s to be expected”
I smile at that, we did just have quite strenuous sex, but apart from that I feel tired. Like it’s in my bones, a barely nagging ache that lies in the substructure of my body.
A knock at the door sends me reaching for the sheets, as I hear Spike chuckle at my modesty.
“Its only peaches”
I still clutch the sheets to me, except now a blush stains my cheeks as I remember last night’s activities. The blonde beside me decides to rub it in a bit more.
“He has seen you naked pet”
I blush further but let go the death grip I had on the material in my hands.
“You did have sex with him”
Okay enough already, I decide to whine at him in the hopes he will take pity on me and stop trying to embarrass me.
“Sppiiikkkkkkeee”
Mischief sparkles in those blue depths and he laughs and hugs me tight.
“Come in peaches, before the boy has a hissy fit”
Angel carefully enters the room, a smile on his face, he looks happy and strangely enough it suits him. Spike sniffs the air and arches his eyebrow at his sire. A sly look crosses his face and he cant help but tease the tall man.
“So Wesley huh, finally got the nerve to do something did you”
Angel’s smile broadens as he surveys his childe and my heart leaps. Wesley who would have thought, Angel and the watcher, hmmmm my eyes glaze over as I think on that interesting mental picture.
Angel slaps at Spikes toes poking out from the sheets, the blonde moves his offending foot aside so his sire can sit down.
“My love life is my own affair and don’t you forget it childe”
The words are stern but said with laughter lurking around the edges.
“Now that I have my mate, you should get one of your own sire”
“Maybe that will come to pass, I have good news, Wesley has found the tattoo’s and the ritual we need to fix them to you both.”
He paused for a moment, undecided then added.
“And for me too”
Spike gaped, and I too was at a loss for words for a moment, but it soon passed and the blonde let out a long breath.
“So your soul will be bonded to you then….no more Mr Happy Angelus”
Angel grinned, rubbing his hand along Spike’s leg, he gave it a final pat and stood up.
“I am afraid so…..I’ll just be me, Angel…..you know what this means Will, I can take a mate, I don’t have to be alone anymore.”
Spike smiled “ I’m glad sire, you deserve someone and the watcher will be a good mate”
Wesley picked that moment to walk through the open door, he blushed as he heard Spike’s remark, blushed harder when he saw the naked men in Angel’s bed.
“Yes well…..we shall have to see if the spell works first. Best not to let ourselves get too far ahead. There could be one or two……complications.”
Angel frowned and I gripped Spikes hand tightly, it would be just my luck for something to go wrong now, when I could see light at the end of the tunnel.
“What sort of……complications Wes?”
Wesley shuffled and looked at a spot on the wall that had suddenly become very interesting. He cleared his throat and held his chin up, his voice was clear as he spelled out the problems ahead of us.
“We need to do this ritual in a specific time and place, namely at one of several places available, if we were in England we could do it at Stonehenge. But since we are in America we will have to settle for the ummmm…….the Hellmouth.”
Spike wiped a hand over his face ,
“Great, just great any more little surprises?”
Wesley swallowed and I’m sure his back went as stiff as a board.
“Well, we….umm…we”
“Just spit it out before I come over there and thump you”
Wesley paled and it all came out in a rush.
“We need the blood of the slayer, not much just a little”
I couldn’t take it, I fell back on the bed laughing a little hysterically but still laughing.
Spike looked at me, worry written all over his face, and I couldn’t stop, it was all too tragically funny. Now everyone would know, Giles, Willow, Tara, Dawn and Buffy.
I sobered up as I realized that they were all staring at me,
“Oh Buffy’s not gonna like this”
“That’s my boy, always one for understatement”
Angel looked uncomfortable and I could really empathize with him, this was not going to be pretty. I took a deep breath and asked the question,
“So when do we leave”
Wesley answered in an equally uncomfortable way,
“We’ll have to go as soon as possible, I’d want to leave by sunset”
Spike drew me against him, pulling me back under the covers,
“Well we got a few hours yet, wake us up when you want to go ok”
Angel hustled Wesley out of the room, shooting an understanding look over his shoulder at his youngest childe and his mate.
“I’m sure Xander could use the rest William, sleep now”
Alone again I snuggled into my mate, turning my neck for him, needing him and the reassurance gained from his bite. He hesitated for a second then groaned and sank his fangs into his mark, taking just a little blood, just enough to soothe me. I felt more settled then and sank slowly into sleep, conscious of the man who held me in his arms. Soon we’d be returning home and we’d have to face the music, I banished the thought and drifted off to sleep thinking only of the blue-eyed demon I loved with all my heart.