Chapter 27 – In My Blood
Buffy felt her orgasm
approaching, thundering through her system with no way to stop it. Everything
ceased to matter even the doctor that was hurriedly throwing his equipment in
his bag so that he could leave. Angel stood as a shield trying to give them
some sort of privacy as Spike’s bite alone took Buffy over the edge.
They had been in a constant
teasing mode all day and her fantasies had been as involved as Spike’s for this
moment. His fangs sinking into her flesh was as intimate as his cock plunging
into her heated channel.
“Oh, oh, oh,” Buffy sang as
she felt her belly tighten. It was a wave that moved through her and sent
pooling heat cascading along her insides soaking her panties with her ecstasy. Her
legs weak she sagged against Spike, grateful that his arms were circling her
waist and holding her up.
Spike’s fangs were retracted
and she felt the gentle lapping of his tongue at the mark he’d left. Everything
was humming around her and she opened her eyes hoping that Dr. Fletcher had
left before the show.
“He’s gone,” Angel said,
moving toward them. His eyes locked with hers and she knew that everything had
changed between them. The power had shifted again. No longer were any of them
dependent on the other for survival. They could stand as equals on the
battlefield and lie together with no obligations.
Buffy knew what Spike wanted
and what he needed. She wanted to give him both. This night she would give
herself more to the demons in her mates than to the men. Spike needed the rush
of the violence and her flesh was the only one that could be offered. Excitement
at what was going to happen danced along her skin.
Spike released her and she
faltered only for a moment. There was a spark in Angel’s eyes as she turned and
in one motion threaded her fingers through Spike’s hair. She twisted his head,
bringing him down for a kiss that left no doubt about what she was offering.
There was only a brief hesitation before a growl sounded deep within Spike’s
throat.
It all happened in a flash.
It was as quick as the change in her mate’s countenance. Yellow eyes bore down
into hers before she was flung over his shoulder. All she could do was hang on as Spike strode
through the house. He pulled her boots off on the way leaving Angel to dance
around them as he followed them.
Spike dropped her onto the
bed leaving her to bounce before she regained control. Through eyes glazed over
in lust she watched as Spike pulled his shirt from his body. Overcome by need her
tongue darted over dry lips as he dropped to his knees on the bed. Spike crawled
slow and exact across the bed toward her sending blood rushing to her center. Her
body was ready to answer the call of her mate. Blue eyes bored into hers as his
hands slipped into the waistband of her jeans.
“Hope you don’t like these,”
Spike said ripping her pants from her body. She knew that it didn’t matter
anyway because he was taking what he wanted. The rest of her clothes followed
in quick succession. In shreds they were thrown to the floor without a second
thought. His task completed he sat back on his heels as his eyes ran over her
nude form as if it was the first time. This time though Buffy knew how to
please him. Power of her position, giving of her love, she spread her legs to
give him a better view of her already dripping sex. He flashed a smile before dropping
to his stomach to taste what she offered.
“Yes,” Buffy hissed at the
first swipe of his tongue. She collapsed in delight onto the bed, throwing her
arms wide and bringing her feet up to rest against Spike’s ribs. He laughed at
her eager participation causing a vibration against her clit that sent chills darting
through her rapidly heating body. She moaned low and deep within her throat
surprising her with its almost inhuman sound. Another hand rested on her
stomach and she looked up as Angel settled next to her. “Please?” She begged
needing them both as her body moved into overdrive.
“Please what?” Angel asked,
his hand sliding along her belly until it reached her chest. “Is this what you
want?” Her breast was gently squeezed offering no release from the fire burning
within her. She shook her head, drawing her lower lip into her mouth as she bit
down on it. “Or is this it?” He lowered his head, suckled for a moment before
biting down.
“Oh, God, yes,” Buffy
moaned, throwing her head back. “Spike, please, more.”
At her pleading his tongue
dived inside her channel, licking at the walls as his thumb moved through her
curls to the center of her pleasure. The combination of Spike feasting at her
cunt and Angel devouring her breast with his mouth Buffy was on the edge of a
high precipice. All thoughts were lost as she let herself be pushed to the
edge.
Her head thrashed back and
forth as they worked together. In sync the mouths and hands stroked her to a
higher pleasure. She was so close and she reached out to clutch at them. Her
nails scraped along Angel’s back as her other hand held Spike’s face close against
her.
“Now, now,” Buffy chanted as
it came nearer and everything was lost as a sensation she never felt before
took her flying over the edge. A finger breaching her anus, pushed deep within
her and she screamed as her body shook in ecstatic surprise.
They didn’t give her a
chance to recover as she seemed to melt into the bed. Spike crawled up to take
a position on the opposite of her body than Angel. She watched as their eyes
met in silent conversation. Eyebrows raised and Spike nodded as if to give
consent. Events seemingly decided they quickly vested themselves of their own clothing
before coming to lie next to her again.
“It’s only started, Buffy,”
Angel whispered from behind her. “Can you handle it?”
She nodded her head before
sliding her leg along Spike’s thigh upwards toward his hips where she let it rest.
Accepting her invitation he rolled closer letting his cock lie hard and heavy against
her inner thigh. It mirrored the one that was pressing into her back. Hands
steadied her hips and she barely had time to acknowledge his presence before
Angel surged into her in one motion.
“Ungh,” Buffy muttered as he
drew back and slammed into her again.
There was nothing else like
the feeling of being taken by someone so sure of his welcome inside her flesh. There
was no hesitation as he pushed deep within her, filling all of her and she
wiggled until he was stroking the most sensitive part of her with each thrust.
Spike pulled her leg further
over his body as he licked and nipped his way down her stomach. The first
stroke of his tongue lapping against where she was joined with Angel made her
quiver in delight. This was how it should be, the three of them moving as one
being, fulfilling the love they had for each other. Her hands searched for an
anchor amongst the bed sheets as their movements became more powerful. The
combination of the thick cock ramming into her from behind and Spike sucking at
her clit quickly had Buffy ready to free fall into the abyss again.
“Bite me, please, Spike,”
Buffy pleaded. Her fingers twisting in his hair pulling him away from her
throbbing clit and upwards to her neck but he resisted. His hand pushed her leg
up giving only the merest touch of his lip before his fangs were sunk into the
fleshy area of her inner thigh. She exploded when Angel pushed her over on top
of Spike as he thrust deep into her core. There didn’t seem there was anywhere
left for him to go as he reached the boundary of her cervix. His fangs sank
into her and she felt his cum flooding her insides at the same moment her blood
flowed into his mouth.
Buffy knew this was what she
was made for as her vampires feasted upon her flesh and blood. Never had she
felt more alive, more of a woman than she did at that moment. This was completion
and she sank boneless into the softness of the pillows when they released her.
She was sticky with sweat, body fluids and blood and she reveled in it. She
raised a hand to see if the heat that clung to her body was making her glow.
Disappointed at seeing only her normal flesh she allowed it to drop again. Her
hair was brushed from her face and Angel kissed her temple while Spike nestled
his head against her stomach.
“Spike,” Buffy whispered as
her hand caressed his shoulders. He lifted his head to look up at her and for a
moment she was dazzled by the intensity of his gaze. “I love you,” she
whispered pushing him onto his back. Her lips met his in a furious battle of
passion. He plundered deep within the recesses of her mouth ripping a groan
from deep within her. His hand covered the soft mound of her breast, teasing
her nipple with agile fingers while his other hand followed the curve of her
hip. She knew where he was going and allowed him to pull her over him. His cock
was hard and ready for her, thrusting upwards, searching for its destination.
Buffy pulled back teasing
the swollen head letting it only slide through her slit. Spike’s fingers dug
into either side of her ass as he tried to bring them together. Not wanting to
put off his needs any longer she brought his shaft back to her opening. She
pulled back up to meet Spike’s eyes before sliding down ever so slow, teasing
the moment as long as possible. Her fingers dug into his stomach as he pushed
through flesh still sensitive from the last fucking she’d received. Caring only
about the vampire below her she started to ride him, gently at first but soon
speeding up as he bucked beneath her.
Angel, not wanting to be
left out, leaned over to kiss Spike. Their hunger for each other evident as
their mouths opened letting tongues dart from one mouth to the other. Her own
ardor escalated as she watched Angel make love to their mate. His hands teased
and caressed the blonde’s flesh until Spike was thrashing wildly beneath her.
His head flung back as his mates fed what his body craved so deeply. Buffy inner
muscles massage Spike’s cock in rippling squeezes while Angel reached beneath
her to tease his balls. Buffy could feel Spike’s cock twitching from his
impending orgasm when Buffy was suddenly hauled off of him. She was flung down
onto the bed and covered by Angel. He thrust into her without warning leaving
her confused and Spike snarling in frustration.
“Time for things to change,”
Angel said, flipping them so that she was on top. He pulled her shoulder’s down
until she was lying on top of him. Her bottom was an open invitation to Spike
as it rose tantalizingly into the air. Her breath caught in fear when she
realized what Angel intended. It curled in her belly but was easing into
excitement as she waited for the rite of passage.
“You sure Ang?” Spike asked
but he was already reaching for the lube. “Should be yours since I took the
first.”
“No, it will give you more
of what you need,” Angel said being evasive but it didn’t take Buffy long to
realize that her second virginity was being offered to Spike because there
would be pain involved. Pain that he needed to satisfy his demon. She gulped,
tensing up as fingers ran lube over her anus, slipping in to coat the inside.
“Relax Buffy. Trust us.”
“More pleasure than pain,”
Spike whispered as he covered her back. She’d assumed that he would stretch her
out like she’d seen them do to each other but he didn’t. His cock teased at the
small rosebud as he constantly whispered to her. It was taking too long and she
wanted it over with. She nuzzled his arm and just as he started to penetrate
her she sank her teeth into his flesh. Buffy wasn’t sure which of them screamed
louder as they tore into each other at the same moment. It felt like she was
being ripped apart as he pushed past the muscles that were contracting to keep
him out. She shrieked, tears filling her eyes as she tried to free herself. The
combined strength of the two vampires held her in place and in spite of her
struggles they began to move in unison within her.
“Stop, please,” Buffy cried
feeling her flesh tear to accommodate the force of Spike’s thrusts.
This insensitivity was
something she’d never known before from them. She fought back using her nails
and teeth to return whatever pain she could but it only seemed to encourage
their actions. Spike seemed to grow harder the more she struggled, pushing
deeper with each stroke. His hand slid between them to stroke her clit.
“Relax Buffy you’re too
tense which is only making it worse.”
“You want to hurt me, you pig,”
Buffy spat. “I hate you.”
Buffy knew she had no choice
but to wait it out. Pain she had been expecting. Maybe an introduction to one
of the games they played. This act was even expected but not the callous manner
in which they were treating her. It hurt more than the sacrifice of her body. She
sniffled and buried her face in Angel’s neck while they continued to plunge in
and out of her resisting body.
The moment she surrendered they
seemed to accept their triumph. Their hands and lips slid across her flesh in
an attempt to bring her pleasure. Spike’s finger continued to stroke her as
only he knew how to touch her. Against her will a small jolt of enjoyment shot
through her from their ministrations.
The sweat pouring off of her
caused her to slide easily between them and they took advantage of it, moving
her to increase their pleasure. She was never empty because as Angel left her,
Spike thrust back into her. She came to hate that brief moment because it
promised a respite that never came. Her bottom was aching and raw but Spike was
right. Beneath the constant pain there was also a twinge of pleasure. Desperate to increase it she began to move along
with them as she clung to the hope that she could find enjoyment in this act.
Buffy rose up on her hands
to give herself more momentum, her mates seemed to sense her participation and
fell back into synchronized motions. She rose up as they left her then she’d
slide back down to impale herself on their hard shafts. She strained for each
second of bliss she could find from her body that screamed in agony. Relief was
momentary at the fluttering of her joy and she increased her movements to find
more. No longer did she care that she was only bringing more pain upon her. The
two vampires surrounding her were only instruments to find that release she was
craving so desperately.
Loud squeaking sounded the
bed’s protest of three supernatural bodies gyrating and crashing together upon
it. There had never been such violence in the joining of the three, always
before the males had been considerate of the tenderness of their female mate.
Tonight barriers were broken as Buffy gave into her inner longings so she could
join with her mates as they secretly yearned for her to do. None of them were
spared from the blood that was ripped from fragile flesh as they thrashed
together. Knowing they were on the edge Buffy squeezed her inner muscles to bring
intensity to her mate’s orgasms. She felt the quickening of their hips and this
time when they bit into her she sank her teeth deep within Angel’s chest.
Nothing she had ever felt
before prepared her for the moment that she joined with two vampires in a
claiming as old as history. Blood taken and given, flesh given and taken, three
hearts joined and two souls blazed in a joining that defied all that had come
before it. Buffy knew that something momentous was happening to them even if
she didn’t understand it. She could feel the blood rushing through her system
and the beating of her heart seemed to echo from the undead hearts of Spike and
Angel. For one brief second she felt their chests rise and fall on either side
of her then it was gone leaving her to wonder if it happened at all. They lay
sated as never before and if it wasn’t for a surge of energy from Angel they
would have lain uncovered as their exhausted bodies sought rest.
to be continued…
