Fighting For Love | By : oldbooks Category: -Buffy the Vampire Slayer > Het - Male/Female > Buffy/Spike(William) > Buffy/Spike(William) Views: 2630 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 18
“Spike, make it all disappear, make it all go away,” Buffy appealed to her mate.
Spike had started to drift off when he felt Buffy relax against him. He didn’t open his eyes when he replied, “I wish I could banish all your bad memories, love.”
“But you can, Spike. Riley made me feel dirty and no longer yours.” Buffy looked up into Spike’s eyes. “Please, make love to me, Spike. Make me yours again.”
Spike growled angrily at the lengths Riley went to disabuse Buffy of the knowledge that she was loved and claimed by him, Spike, William the Bloody. He crooked a finger under her chin and brought her lips up for a kiss. “Buffy, I love you.” He touched his claiming mark on her neck. “These marks are proof of my claim, no human can challenge them. Same goes for the claiming mark you made on me."
Spike trailed his fingers down Buffy’s throat to circle his fingertips around her nipple. Hearing her sigh in pleasure made him swell up in pride. He kissed her passionately, licking her lips open. When he pinched her nipple, she moaned into the kiss and arched against his body.
He pulled back and looked down at her beautiful face. “If you’re sure you want this, I’ll try and go slow.”
Buffy squirmed and nearly cried hysterically, “I want you to be you. I want you to wipe Riley’s touch from my body. If I don’t get it off now, I’ll never want to be touched again.”
Spike raised his brows in astonishment. His mate wanted him to wash her body clean of her assailant’s touch. It was what he wanted to do ever since he took her out of the caves, but he didn’t expect her to want it this soon. Yes, her physical injuries were healed with Slayer abilities, but he was more worried about her mental state. He looked down into Buffy’s hazel eyes and saw the pleading in them, and the sight crushed him like no other feeling before it.
Spike didn’t speak, only took her in his embrace, crushing her against him and kissed her hard with all the feeling he had in his being for her. He felt so much emotion break through that his senses couldn’t handle them all and blood tears slid down his cheeks, dripping onto her face. He pulled back enough to lick the blood off her cheeks.
Buffy arched against Spike like a taut bowstring. Her greedy hands rubbed over his body, reacquainting herself with the cool flesh and hard muscle that was truly hers for the taking. She stroked her nails down his stomach to rake along his hips. She opened his pants, pushing and tugging them down with hands and feet that chafed his legs to get them off. When his shaft flopped against her mound, she moaned and pressed up against it. “Please, Spike, I can’t wait any longer,” she pleaded.
Spike reached down and spread her thighs, dropping his hips into the cradle of her thighs. He positioned the head of his cock at her entrance, and watched her reaction as he plunged his shaft deep inside her hot tunnel.
Buffy clawed his arms and cried out in ecstasy when Spike thrust deep inside her. She closed her eyes and rocked her hips against him, letting her muscles contract around his cock. She groaned when he began thrusting slow hard strokes, grinding his pelvic bone against her clit.
Spike watched Buffy’s reaction to his long, deliberate thrusts until the feeling of her heat wrapped around his cock became too much for him to bear without closing his eyes against the exquisite torture of her muscles squeezing the shaft.
The same feeling that tortured Spike became too much for Buffy. She hugged him against her, literally sobbing into his shoulder as her hips bucked faster against his thrusts, her body straining against his. “Spike! You’re tormenting me! Fuck me, please!?”
Spike growled in response. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh. He held her hips steady at the same time as he slammed his cock into her, the force of his thrusts causing her body to quaver under him. With each cry of passion his thrusts rang out of her, the harder and deeper he pushed. He bit her full lip drawing blood when she rotated her hips against him. The taste of her blood and her response to his demanding pace drove him mad.
Buffy arched and bucked against Spike faster, grinding against him. She whined as her orgasm hit when he bit into her lip. She shattered around him when her orgasm exploded through her. She leaned up and sank her teeth into her previous mark. “MINE!”
Spike let out a feral growl and responded through clenched teeth, “Always yours, Buffy,” before sinking his own teeth into his marks on her neck and snarled, “MINE!”
“Completely yours, Spike,” Buffy cried out softly.
They collapsed together in a heap. Spike wrapped his body protectively around her with his shaft still buried inside her warmth. They fell asleep tangled together.
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