A/N: Extra Beta work on this chapter. Thanks to the following betas for your help in getting this chapter perfect. Ginger, Debbie, and MS Hyde, and of course my regular Betas also helped with this chapter. Charlotte wrote the first NC-17 scene (dark teal font) and Tani wrote the second NC-17 scene(black font). Yes, you read that right! There are two NC-17 scenes this chapter. I thought that this chapter just called for two NC-17 scenes and since it's been a few chapters since a NC-17 scene, so I didn't think that two would be too over whelming for you, LOL. Thanks girls for the hard work that you put into these two scenes for me. {{hugs}} Charlotte, I lost your email, please email me at my new email address, LadyMacKenzie@gamil.com Thanks. Please welcome Red Rider to my beta team! Thanks, Red, for all your help on this chapter.
A/N 2: Grá mo chroí means Love of my heart; Tá mé chomh mór sin i ngrá leat means I love you so much; Muirnín means Sweetheart, Beloved, and Darling. I have it in my mind that Angel is using it to mean Sweetheart, but use endearment you like best. Translations are from htpp://www.englishirishdictionary.com/home If I missed a translation please let me know what word I missed so I can correct it. In the meantime, you can go to that URL to find it.
Angel, dressed in a black tux with a white rose boutonnière and white cummerbund, stood at the large picture window and looked out at the beautifully decorated garden behind the mansion on Crawford Street. Chairs marched to the altar, a red bow gracing the aisle end of each row. The altar was a stage with an arch with climbing red roses woven through the white lattice work. Red, green and white bows decorated the altar and candles lined the path from the door to the altar. A white tent was set up over the whole, completing the perfect scene.
Angel surveyed the crowd, glad for Buffy’s sake that so many of her family could attend. Buffy’s maternal and paternal grandparents were there, as were some of her aunts, uncles and cousins, and even some great aunts and uncles she had only seen a few times in her life.
Xander, and Willow’s parents were there, as were some of Joyce and Hank’s business associates. Whistler was there to support Angel, and when Willy heard about the wedding he had to see The Slayer marry a vampire, even if said vampire had a soul. The party crowd at Sunnydale High School had heard about the wedding and came not because they really knew Buffy, but the paper did say that a reception would follow and they never missed a party. Wouldn’t they be surprised when they found out that there would be no alcohol. Buffy was, after all, only seventeen and Angel, Buffy, Hank and Joyce had decided it would be best. After all, they didn’t want to be responsible for a car wreck because of a teenager driving home drunk. There would be sparkling grape juice for the toast. And of course Angel’s pewter goblet would be filled with blood courtesy of Willy. Willy had promised Angel that it would be the best he ever had.
Angel nervously watched Xander, wearing a black tux with a hunter green cummerbund and bow tie, light the candles as soon as the sun set. The music changed from “Sunrise, Sunset” to “We’ve Only Just Begun” and Angel and the Honorable Matthew Smith, a justice of the peace, walked to the altar. When Pachelbel: Cannon in D major began to play, Buffy’s six year old cousin, Margaret, adorable in a plain short sleeve hunter green taffeta dress with a sweetheart neckline and white lace at the hem, walked down the aisle carrying a basket of rose petals. As she dropped the rose petals on the ground, her 8 year old brother, Louis, in a tux that matched Xander’s, carried a white pillow with two faux silver rings tied to it.
Angel fidgeted as the procession went on. What if Buffy changed her mind at the last minute? After all, he thought of himself as a monster, why wouldn’t she? He didn’t deserve her after all the things he had done before his soul was restored.
Then the wedding march started, and Buffy appeared like a vision from a dream, escorted by her father, Hank, and Giles. Giles had been like a father to her since he had become her Watcher, but at the same time, she didn’t want to leave her father out. Hank had been grateful that Buffy had someone there for her when he couldn’t be. Giles was deeply honored.
This is really happening, Buffy thought. It’s not a dream, it’s really happening. I’m marrying Angel. I love him so much. And God, he looks hot! Oh, I can’t wait to get him alone in the bedroom after the reception!!!
Angel couldn’t think straight. She’s going through with this. She really does love me. I don’t deserve her, but I’m not going to complain. I love her so much. And she’s so beautiful, inside and out. Out of all of the women that I have known, both as a human and as a vampire, she is the one. She was made for me.
When the trio reached the altar, Judge Smith began. “We are gathered here today to celebrate one of life's greatest moments, to give recognition to the worth and beauty of love, and to add our best wishes to the words which shall unite Buffy Anne Summers and Liam Angelus MacKenzie in marriage. Should there be anyone who has cause why this couple should not be united in marriage, they must speak now or forever hold their peace.” When no one said anything, he continued, “Who is it that brings this woman to be wed?”
Hank and Giles answered simultaneously, “We, her family, do.” Hank lifted Buffy’s veil just enough to give her a kiss on the cheek, then took her right hand with Giles and placed it in Angel’s hand. Giles also kissed Buffy’s cheek and then took his place as Best Man next to Angel.
The judge continued, “Buffy and Liam, I would ask that you both remember to treat yourself and each other with respect, and remind yourself often of what brought you together today. Give the highest priority to the tenderness, gentleness and kindness that your marriage deserves. When frustration and difficulty assail your marriage - as happens in every relationship at one time or another - focus on what still seems right between you, instead of the part that seems wrong. This way, when clouds of trouble hide the sun in your lives and you lose sight of it for a moment, you can remember that the sun is still there. And if each of you will take responsibility for the quality of your life together, it will be marked by abundance and delight.” He paused to let his words sink in.
“Liam, do you take Buffy to be your wife?”
Angel smiled and looked intensely into Buffy’s eyes as he said, "I do."
“Do you promise to love, honor, cherish and protect her, forsaking all others and holding only unto her forevermore?”
"I do."
Judge Smith turned to Buffy and asked, “Buffy, do you take Liam to be your Husband?”
She beamed, staring into Angel’s eyes as she answered, "I do."
“Do you promise to love, honor, cherish and protect him, forsaking all others and holding only unto him forevermore?”
"I do."
Buffy handed Willow her bouquet of red roses and Willow gave her the white gold ring that had five diamonds embedded in it that she had chosen for her groom. On the inside the words “grá mo chroí” were engraved. Buffy had looked up some Gaelic sayings and when she found that “grá mo chroí” meant the “love of my heart”, she felt that perfectly expressed her feelings for Angel. Buffy slipped the ring onto her thumb and turned to face Angel.
Angel turned to Giles for Buffy’s ring. It had a 2 karat diamond in a raised setting with a karat worth of smaller diamonds around it, and it was also engraved with “grá mo chroí”. Facing Buffy, he took her hands, and repeated after Judge Smith, “I, Liam Angelus MacKenzie, take thee, Buffy Anne Summers, to be my wife. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, in joy and sorrow, I promise my love to you.” Angel then slipped the ring onto Buffy’s ring finger and vowed, “With this ring, I take you as my wife, for as long as we both shall live." Angel then brought her hand up to his lips and kissed the ring.
Buffy then repeated after Judge Smith, “I, Buffy Anne Summers, take thee, Liam Angelus MacKenzie, to be my Husband. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, in joy and sorrow, I promise my love to you.” She then slipped the ring onto Angel’s ring finger and vowed, “With this ring, I take you as my husband, for as long as we both shall live." Buffy then brought Angel’s hand up to her lips and kissed the ring.
Judge Smith continued, “Buffy and Liam, as the two of you come into this marriage uniting you as husband and wife, and as you this day affirm your faith and love for one another, I would ask that you always remember to cherish each other as special and unique individuals, that you respect the thoughts, ideas and suggestions of one another. Be able to forgive, do not hold grudges, and live each day that you may share it together - as from this day forward you shall be each other's home, comfort and refuge, your marriage strengthened by your love and respect for each other.
“Just as two threads woven in opposite directions will form a most beautiful tapestry, so too can your two lives merged together make a beautiful marriage. To make your relationship work will take love. This is the core of your marriage and why you are here today. It will take trust, to know in your hearts that you truly want the best for each other. It will take dedication, to stay open to one another - and to learn and grow together. It will take faith, to go forward together without knowing exactly what the future brings. And it will take commitment, to hold true to the journey you both pledged today to share together.
“Buffy and Liam, in so much as the two of you have agreed to live together in Matrimony, have promised your love for each other by these vows, the joining of your hands and the giving of these rings, I now declare you to be Husband and Wife.
“Congratulations, you may kiss your bride.” The judge grinned.
Buffy took a deep, shaky breath and blinked back tears of joy, suddenly overwhelmed by the thought that she was finally married to the love of her life. Angel smiled and winked at her, relieved that she had gone through with the wedding. Pulling her close, Angel kissed her sweetly, with just a hint of the passion to come.
Judge Smith’s voice boomed. “It is my privilege to present to you Mr. & Mrs. Liam Angelus MacKenzie”
There were whistles and catcalls scattered among the clapping from the crowd. The bride and groom went down the aisle, eyes locked together as though they were alone.
The ballroom was decorated with red, green, and white streamers and balloons. Oblong tables lined the walls and a stage was set up for the band and DJ. There was plenty of room for everyone to dance in the middle of the room.
By the time Angel and Buffy and the rest of the wedding party got to the ballroom, everything was ready. Before they sat down, Angel pulled Buffy into a quick kiss as the rest of the guests entered.
When it seemed as though the guests were ready for dessert, Giles stood up to make his toast. “As Best Man, it is my duty to make a toast to the bride and groom. I’ve known Buffy longer than I have known Angel. Buffy and her closest friends spend their study hall period in the school library where I work. Over the past year and half, I have come to think of them as the children I never had. I met Angel when he walked into the library last year to help Buffy with some research. As I watched their relationship grow into something more, I was concerned for Buffy’s heart, but at the same time a deep friendship had formed between Angel and myself. I only wish that I can some day have the kind of love that Angel and Buffy have. Theirs is truly an eternal love.” And everyone took a sip of sparkling grape juice.
“Thank you.” Angel quietly said to Giles.
When the time was right, Buffy and Angel walked hand in hand to the middle of the room and the DJ played From This Moment On sung by Shania Twain and Brian White. As the first notes filled the air, their eyes met and everyone else seemed to disappear. Pulling her close to him, he breathed in the sweet raspberry scent that was solely Buffy. She's mine, really and truly mine. What did I do for the powers that be to decide to give her to me?
As they danced, Buffy thought, I love him so much. I’m now married to the love of my life. I’m Mrs. MacKenzie now. I can’t believe it. It’s a dream come true. Being The Slayer, I never thought that I would live to see this day.
Buffy danced with Hank to Butterfly Kisses. As Hank listened to the words of the song, he was thankful that, even though he had not been around much since the divorce, Buffy still wanted him to walk her down the aisle. But where would his place be in her life now that she was married?
Buffy was glad that her dad had come. He had missed so much of her life since she had been called, and since she and her mom had moved to Sunnydale shortly after the divorce, she saw even less of him. She hoped that now that she was married, her dad would come to see her more often without feeling as though he was intruding on her mom’s time with her.
Giles claimed her for the next song, Unforgettable by Natalie and Nat King. Buffy was thankful for Giles. Her watcher in LA had been distant, like he was afraid to get attached. Giles, on the other hand, was more caring. He had been there whenever she needed a father figure to talk to, and at the same time, he was her friend, like Xander and Willow.
Buffy and Angel greeted their guests and after a little while, Buffy threw her bouquet, which Willow caught, and after Angel threw the garter, which Giles caught, he took his new wife up to the master bedroom.
As Angel carried her over the threshold, Buffy gasped, “Oh, Angel, it’s perfect!”
The room was decorated in red roses, and red rose petals were strewn across the bed’s black satin sheets and comforter. A bucket of ice and a bottle of champagne and two champagne glasses waited on a bedside table. After all, one glass of champagne shouldn’t hurt. Angel gently laid her on the bed and joined her.
“We have a little while before midnight,” Angel said as he kissed her.
“And just what did you have planned?” Buffy teased.
“I’ll show you,” Angel grinned seductively. “Tá mé chomh mór sin I ngrá leat,Muirnín,” he murmured, and then he kissed her.
Breaking the kiss, Angel leaned back slightly to gaze at his bride’s undergarments. Buffy’s silk strapless bra covered just enough of her pert breasts to make him want more; her silk panties, noticeably damp at the crotch, were complemented by a belt and suspenders which highlighted her tanned, toned thighs. Drinking in the sight, Angel groaned as his cock stiffened. He covered one cup of the bra with his hand as he leaned in to kiss her once more. Buffy made quick work of removing Angel’s tux, desperately wanting to feel his bare skin against hers. Down to only his black boxers he gently removed her bra and lowered his mouth to her breasts. Buffy groaned, wrapping her legs around him tightly as his tongue laved one hard nipple and his fingers teased the other. As his ministrations intensified he ground his cock against her panties; Buffy’s breathing quickened, a flush climbing her chest. She was close, so she ground herself harder against Angel’s groin, a movement which he willingly reciprocated. Sensing her frustration, Angel bit down on her nipple, sending her toppling over the edge into wave upon wave of orgasm. Buffy screamed Angel’s name as her hips jerked involuntarily upwards.
Buffy blushed slightly, gazing into Angel’s passion laden eyes she wondered, “D’ya think anyone heard?”
“You came from just that?” asked Angel, incredulous.
“Sure,” Buffy blushed again, “you get me worked up”.
Gazing down at her, Angel smiled the sexy half smile she loved so much and leaned down to kiss her, his hard cock bumping against her thigh as he moved. As the kiss deepened Angel pushed his hand into Buffy’s silk panties, his fingers dancing lightly over her sodden curls. Groaning in response, Buffy reached for Angel’s boxers, moving them down his legs to release his hard, aching cock. Pulling away from the kiss, Buffy gazed hungrily downwards, licking her lips before taking him into the palm of her hand. Sharply taking a breath he didn’t need, Angel pulled Buffy’s panties away, the suspender belt followed and he slowly pushed one finger into her tight, wet pussy as he thrust into her hand, their lips meeting once again, their tongues sliding over each other as their passions rose.
Breathless, Buffy broke the kiss and spoke in Angel’s ear. “I need your cock, Baby, let me ride you,” she groaned daringly. Were it not for years of self-control, Angel felt sure that Buffy’s words, her voice husky with arousal, would have quickly tipped him over the edge.
Groaning, Angel rolled over so that Buffy rested on top of him. Her thighs fell softly at either side of his legs, his hard cock nestled against her thigh as she lifted her body to take him inside her. She gasped as his throbbing cock filled her. Nervous, but excited by the control she had over Angel, Buffy slowly moved, twisting her hips slightly as she set the rhythm, moving slowly up and down, creating a delicious friction. Angel’s hands caressed her body, cupping her ass and tracing up her torso to grasp her tits. Soon, the pleasure was agonizing and the couple moaned in unison. Impatient for the bliss to come, Buffy quickened her pace, slamming Angel’s cock into her harder, faster and deeper. Angel’s hands moved, one to steady her hip, the other to play with her throbbing clit as she moved faster still, her tits bouncing erotically as she slammed against him. His balls tightened and he knew he was close to his release, so he rubbed her clit harder, “Cum for me, Muirnín,” he groaned. With one final movement Buffy screamed her release. Feeling Angel’s cool seed spurt inside her she collapsed, boneless and pleasantly numb, to rest against his body.
The guests that didn’t know about vampires and other demons started to leave about thirty minutes after Buffy and Angel went upstairs. Of course, the only people who knew that Buffy and Angel were still in the house were those that were supposed to stay until midnight.
“Joyce, let me help you clean this up. I’m sure that Buffy doesn’t want to come home to this mess in a week,” Joyce’s sister offered.
“Oh, that’s alright, Darlene. Angel hired a cleaning crew to clean up. Go on back to my house and get those kids in bed. Margaret and Louis can sleep in Buffy’s old room. Hank and I will be staying to oversee the cleanup crew.”
“Are you sure? I could stay and help.”
“I’m positive. Here’s the key. Get those kids in bed and get some sleep yourself. I will be there in a while.” Joyce smiled.
“Well, if you’re sure.”
“I’m sure.”
Buffy laid her head on Angel’s chest as he held her close, both of them sated from their first time making love as husband and wife. He looked over at the clock and said, “It’s almost midnight. We need to get ready.”
“Right,” Buffy agreed. She walked naked over to the walk-in closet and took out a white sleeveless leather dress that came to mid thigh.
Angel donned skin tight black leather pants with a blood red velvet shirt, buttoned only half way up. “I’ll meet you downstairs.”
“OK, I’m just going to freshen up my make up and I’ll be right down.”
“Alright,” Angel said and gave her a chaste kiss and then left the room.
Angel walked out into the gardens and saw that everyone was sitting under the tent. “The candles need to be relit,” he said to no one in particular.
While Miss Calendar relit the candles, Angel went back inside to wait for Buffy to come downstairs. “Are you sure you want to go through with this?” he asked apprehensively.
Buffy smiled, “Of course I’m sure.” It was sweet that he wanted to make sure that she wanted to go through the Bonding Ceremony, but there was no doubt in her mind that she this is what she wanted to do. He married her in her world, and she wanted to marry him in his world.
They walked arm in arm back down aisle to the altar where Jenny Calendar and Giles waited.
Jenny said to the small crowd, “It is rare for a vampire to Mark a Mate. It is even rarer for that Mate to be human. But this is the first time a vampire has taken The Slayer as a Mate.”
Giles then said, “However, Angelus is also the first vampire to regain his soul. And as The Slayer’s Watcher, I was concerned with this relationship; nonetheless, Angelus has proved time and time again how much he loves Buffy. As The Slayer’s Watcher I give full consent for her to be mated to Angelus, Master of the Order of Aurelius. Hank Summers, as Buffy’s father, do you give your consent for her to be Mated with Angelus?”
“I do.”
“Joyce Summers, as Buffy’s mother do you give your consent for her to be mated with Angelus?” Jenny asked.
“I do.”
“Buffy, we wish to make sure that you enter into this union fully aware of what it means,” Jenny said.
“Being mated to a vampire is different from being married. There is no such thing as divorce if it doesn’t work out,” Giles said gravely.
“You are mated for life, and even in death you are still mated. A vampire can only take one Mate in his or her un-life. While you are human, the mark that you receive tonight will stay with you until your final death. No other will be able to take you as his Mate. Do you understand this?” Jenny finished.
Buffy looked somberly into Angel’s eyes and answered, “I do.”
“And you are sure that you want to be mated to Angelus?” Giles asked.
Not taking her eyes from Angel’s, she repeated, “I do.”
“Angelus, do you wish to say anything?” Giles asked.
“Buffy, in the two hundred forty six years that I have walked this earth, I have never loved anyone as I love you. I have never given my heart or my soul to anyone before. Then you came into my life, and everything changed. Even before I was turned, I was a lazy man who did everything he could to avoid an honest day’s work. I have told you about my past and you have read about the things that I did before my soul was restored to me, yet you love me anyway. Everything about me that is good is because of you. For this I am eternally in your debt. I don’t deserve you, but I love you with all my body, soul, and demon. You are truly my Soul’s Mate, and I will do everything in my power to give you the happiness that you deserve,” Angel vowed.
“Buffy, do you have anything you wish to say?” Jenny asked.
“Angelus, I see in you a kind and loving soul. I love you for who you are today. I don’t only love just one part of you, but all of you. I love your past, for it led you to me, I love your present because you have changed and you are seeking redemption, and I love your future because it will be spent with me. I love you with all that I am; you are truly my Soul’s Mate. I will help you in your quest for redemption and I will do everything in my power to give you the happiness that you deserve,” Buffy responded.
“Angelus, Buffy, you may mark each other now,” Giles said.
Angel took Buffy’s left hand and cut his neck using the nail on her left ring finger. Then, he morphed into his vampire’s face and bent down and bit into the right side of her neck. Buffy put her mouth over the wound in Angelus’ neck and a small drop of Angel’s blood touched her tongue.
It took all of Angel’s self control to take just a couple of sips of her powerful blood, but he knew if he took anymore than that, he would make love to her right there in front of everybody.
After just a few seconds, Angel and Buffy pulled away. Holding her close, he fervently kissed his Mate.
As they turned and walked back down the aisle, Spike and Dru left the shadows where they had hid and walked away unnoticed. “Well, pet, he did it. He marked her in a Bonding Ceremony, no less,” Spike said.
“I have a new mummy,” Dru said forlornly as they walked back to the factory. “But I don’t like her. She took my daddy away for good.”
Buffy laughed as Angel scooped her up and carried her to the bed. It seemed like she'd been waiting for this moment forever when in truth it had only been a few hours, but even an hour without being in Angel's arms was one hour too long. She didn't know how she'd managed to keep from jumping his bones. And now here they were, wrapped in each other’s arms. Buffy sighed contentedly.
He lowered his head and covered her lips with his. His tongue swept the hot recesses of her mouth and they both moaned with delight. It didn’t seem possible, but the passion built higher every time they kissed.
He quickly divested her of her clothing, even as he fought to remove his own, freeing her body to his gaze and his touch. Angel's hands glided across her body and she writhed against him in silent supplication, her body on fire with need. Her small hands tangled in his hair as his lips found her breast. She whimpered as his tongue laved the tender nipple until it peaked and he quickly drew the tempting morsel into his mouth, suckling until she moaned.
His hands traversed her silky skin towards the light brown curls at the apex of her thighs. He groaned into her mouth as he gently stroked the folds of her womanhood, unbearably aroused to find she was beyond ready for him. The heat of her was so intense, his fingers were scorched.
His body jerked as her fingers closed around his hard shaft. His fingers moved within her, matching the rhythm of her caresses. He hissed as her hand tightened around him, driving him helplessly nearer the edge. Angel couldn't keep the growl from escaping him--she was driving him crazy.
Unable to stand the torment any longer, he covered her body with his own. Her hot skin against his cool body made him shiver and he ached to possess her. His manhood throbbed insistently at the entrance to her hot core and he groaned as Buffy raised her legs to encircle his hips, driving him into her in one smooth thrust. He closed his eyes as her hot sheath surrounded him, hips thrusting as his lips claimed hers in a spine tingling kiss. Her legs tightened, locking him into place. His thrusts went deeper and deeper, sending waves of pure bliss shooting throughout their bodies. Her inner muscles began contracting around him, sending answering waves shooting through his. But he wanted more - no, he needed more.
He almost roared with victory when she turned her head and offered up the tender skin of her neck, Angel looked deep into his wife's beautiful green eyes and let her see all the love he had for her deep within his heart. Without further thought he buried his fangs into the mark he'd made earlier. He trembled as her rich blood flowed across his tongue, more powerful than any aphrodisiac. His hips ground against hers, going harder, faster, deeper with each thrust as she quivered helplessly in the throes of her orgasm. She raked her nails down the tender skin of her husband's back, leaving bloody furrows in their wake, as bliss washed over her. The taste and smell of blood set off his own powerful orgasm, ripping through his body like a tidal wave. Acting on instinct, he closed the puncture wounds and raised his head to howl.
Angel rolled off his wife's sated body and pulled her against him. He lay there in silence, his hands gently stroking her glistening body. A satisfied smile lit his handsome face at the sounds coming from his wife. It sounded as if she was actually purring. He couldn't wait to see if he could make her do it all over again.
As Angel lay with his Mate in his arms, his body pressed against her back, he thought, “Why did you offer your blood to me like that?”
Buffy smiled and said, “Because you needed it.”
“What?” Angel asked.
“You needed my blood, so I offered it.”
Angel smiled, “How did you know that I was just wondering that?”
Buffy smiled and gave a small chuckle, “You just asked, Silly.”
Angel was puzzled, “No, I didn’t.”
“Yes, you did. I heard you.”
Angel knew he hadn’t spoken his thought. “Buffy, during the Bonding Ceremony, did you swallow any of my blood?”
“Well, a drop got on my tongue. Why? What does that have to do with anything?”
That time he knew he hadn’t said anything out loud, and she had answered him as though he had. She could hear his thoughts. He turned her to face him and kissed her. “You’re hearing my thoughts.”
“What?”
Suddenly Angel realized he could hear her thoughts as well. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes. “It sometimes happens with Bonded Mates, but as far as I know, it’s only happened between two vampires. The little bit of my blood that you got, must’ve triggered this.”
“Is this good?” Buffy asked.
“Yes, Muirnín, it’s a very good thing,” Angel smiled and kissed her again.
A/N 3: Thank you to Ducks for giving permission to use her idea of Buffy and Angel using telepathy. Words in italics and surrounded by quotation marks are Buffy and Angel using their telepathy bond. Words in italics are thoughts.
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