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CHAPTER 11 – Beyond the Family


… sometime mid - 1886 …


“So, this is where you are.” Sera said as she tiptoed into the study and made her way towards me. Not even bothering to throw on a robe for modesty, she wore nothing else but her slip. It left nothing to the imagination but was enough to tease the senses. She settled into the seat beside mine and gave me a little pout. “When I woke up you weren’t there.”

I smiled and pulled her onto my lap. “I was ‘aving a ‘ard time staying asleep, luv.”

“You could have woken me up and I’m sure I would have found a way to help you fall back asleep.” She said as she licked her lips and drew lazy circles on my chest.

As always, my sweet angel was adorable and it was amazing how she could always stoke the lust and desire with but a few words and a gentle touch. With a giggle, she took the book I was holding and flipped through the pages.

“’ey, I’m reading that, pet.”

“So that’s what you want to do right now?”

“Well it’s getting to a good part, luv. ‘Cor ‘m not opposed to a good snuggle while I read.”

She scooted away and handed the book back to me. She smiled warmly and laid her head on my lap. I flipped back to the page I was on and continued reading while my free hand found its way to her hair, fingers playing with her silky locks.

She sighed softly as she tried to find a comfortable position.

We stayed like that for a moment, my hand buried in her hair, her head resting gently on my lap. I was so engrossed in the book that I didn’t even notice her changing positions. The next thing I knew, her fingers were unfastening my trousers and she was claiming her prize with gentle hands. She worked quickly, stroking and licking the shaft to life before taking it fully into her mouth. She placed a hand at the base, squeezing it as she sucked her cheeks in and massaged the length of it with her tongue. She knew exactly how to bring me to the heights of ecstasy. My back arched, the book now forgotten and on the floor, as wave upon wave of pleasure racked my body and I came into her mouth. She swallowed greedily, licking her lips as if she had just fed on rich, sweet blood. With a lascivious smile, she pulled me into a passionate kiss as she rubbed her body sensually against mine.

“Take me.” She said huskily.

I didn’t need any further prompting. I pinned her body against the couch and pushed her slip up so as to bury myself inside her slick channel. I needed to be inside her – needed to feel her engulf me. Not wanting to end the act too quickly, I moved slowly, enjoying the feel of her. She moaned her desire, her hips buckling to meet my thrusts, burying me deeper and deeper into her core. It had barely been two hours since we were joined like this but it felt like it had been an eternity. I could never and will never get enough of her.

She rocked her body with mine, finding pleasure and comfort at being together once more. I knew it wouldn’t take that much longer before I would find myself lost in heaven. My fingers found their way to her clit, rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves. Then her muscles clamp down on me as she screamed my name and I grunted in pleasure.

“I love you.” I whispered into her ear.

She giggled softly, hooking her right leg around my hips. “Show me more, Spike. I want more of you.”


**

It was still hours before sunset but the sound of footsteps against the marble floor resounded loudly in my ears. Then the heavy wooden door that led into the study creaked open and there was the gentle rustling of fabric mixed with a hint of light perfume. It was Darla.

Sleep still beckoned and the thought of leaving Sera’s soft body made the act of actually turning to greet my great grandsire seem arduous.

“People typical use the study as a place to read and reflect, Spike.”

I grudgingly turned my head to the sound of her voice but didn’t give her the benefit of opening either eye. “We read. … We reflected.”

“Naked?”

“Not in the beginning. It’s very liberating, luv. You should try it some time. Now if you don’t mind.” My hand traveled down to my hardening erection as thoughts of last night swam in my head. “… Unless you feel like watching or joining in.”

Nothing shocked her of course. “I have more important things to discuss with you.”

“Can’t it wait, luv? As you pointed out, we’re not exactly proper ‘ere and Sera’s a bit knackered.” I said, unable to hide the cocky smirk which painted my lips.

“I could care less what state you are in at the moment, William. I have something to discuss with you now.”

“Now?!”

She crossed her arms then shook her head before she turned around to make her way towards her favorite chair.

With a sigh, I planted a kiss on Sera’s forehead then parted from her comforting embrace. Fingers ran through tousled hair and discarded trousers found their way back to me in an attempt to mimic some semblance of decency.

Darla had taken a seat like a proper lady and I stood there silently until she motioned for me to sit beside her.

“So wot’s this about, pet?”

“I will be leaving soon.”

“The Master ‘as come a calling again?”

“Yes. One of his minions came last night with a letter.”

“Is that why you left early?”

She nodded solemnly. “I want the family to accompany me.”

“So where will we be going then?”

“Right now he is in Italy, though he wants us to stop by France and Spain first.”

“Guess we will be off for a ‘oliday then. I’m sure Sera would be excited about that. Is that it then Darla? I don’t see why this seemed to upset you.”

“Angelus may prove to be difficult.”

“Wot are you talking about? Sir Fore’ead is always difficult to deal with. But I know ‘ow much ‘e despises the Master.”

“I believe the feeling is mutual, though I do not know how he will react once he finds out the Master asked to specifically meet you and Sera.”

“Wot?! The Master wants to meet with me? Why?”

“He wants to meet the rest of my family. He wants to know about my two youngest children.”

“Guess that means I ‘ave to be on my best behavior then. Don’t worry. I’ll make you proud Mummy.” I said with a slight chuckle.

“It’s not a laughing matter, Spike. If he finds you unworthy, there is nothing I can do to help you.”

“Why would you be concerned? We both know you ‘arbor no compassion for either me or Sera.”

“True, yet you are still my children – my little couriers of death and destruction. Furthermore, I know my little daughter would be quite upset if anything happened to her Dark Knight and her precious dolly.”

“Sure…”

“She is your sire.”

“Guess that should be a good enough answer. … So what are you doing in France and Spain?”

“I have a few things I need to take care of. You’re presence with me is not necessary though.”

“Oh. So when are we leaving, luv?”

“In two days, we will travel via Calais then head on to Paris. Then I have business to attend to in Spain before we head out to Rome.”

“Hmmm… I ‘ave ‘eard rumors that the Slayer might be in Madrid.”

“The Slayer? Why would news of the Slayer perk your interest, Spike?”

“Well since you’ll be busy, I need to ‘ave me a ‘obby to occupy the time.”

“Do not even think of seeking the Slayer out.”

“But why not? I’ve been itching for a good fight.”

“I have enough things to concern myself with and do not need to have to worry about the Slayer coming after us.” She saw the look of protest in my eyes. “No, William! That is an order.”

“But, I’ve never met one before.”

“Spike! Please!”

“Can’t a bloke ‘ave any fun?”

“After the meeting with the Master, then I don’t care what you do.”

**

The trip to France and Spain were pretty much uneventful. Well that was the story I told Darla and Angelus each time they asked what I did for the night. Sera had never been outside England before and she took in the sights with such enthusiasm. We took our time at night. We strolled slowly along avenues and parks, admiring how different things were to that in England. Once in a while Dru would come with us, but she preferred staying with the poofter most of the time.

It was during one of these walks in Spain when I saw her. We were on our way back to our hotel room when I felt something pulling me.

“Vampires … but… but not like us.” Sera said turning to me.

We followed our instincts and made our way through the park. We could hear fighting and what we saw seemed near impossible. A girl who barely seemed like she was past her fifteenth year was fighting three vampires and was winning. There was only one explanation for such a phenomenon. The girl was a Slayer. So the rumors I had heard were true. The Chosen One was living somewhere around these parts. Sera clung to me as we watched the girl do her magic. Her movements were smooth and graceful and I was mesmerized. This was the first time I had seen a Slayer. Angelus had talked about slayers in the past. She was a girl, born into each generation – chosen and thus gifted with strength and power to fight my kind. She was a warrior and the demon inside me wanted to see how good she was.

“I found ‘er. She’s magnificent.”

“Don’t even think about it Spike. You heard what Darla said.”

“Bugger that! She’s ‘ere. I’m ‘ere. I want to see who’s stronger.”

“And if she’s stronger, you’ll be dust.”

“Come now Sera, no one will know. Besides, can’t you feel it? It’s like she’s calling us. We ‘ave to fight ‘er.”

“Yes it feels that way, but we do not have to do anything. Please Spike. Let’s just go back to our room.”

“But it seems like such a waste and I’m bored. I want something to do.”

“I can think of other things to do, hun.” She said planting a gentle kiss on my cheek.

“Don’t know if anything you can do can make up for a good rough and tumble, pet.”

“You should know me by now. I’ll make it worth your while.” She licked her lips then pressed her body against mine. Soft lips attacked my neck and blunt teeth scrapped against cold flesh in a mock gesture of biting.

With a sigh, I took one more look at the Slayer then took Sera’s hand and wondered with anticipation what she had in store once we reached our room.


**
… a few nights later …

Unfortunately, seeing the Slayer fight a few nights ago appealed to my curiosity. The Slayer was a vampire’s anti-thesis. She was a human gifted with abilities that could match our kind’s fighting prowess. She was chosen to be a warrior of good and I wanted to know if I was strong enough to defeat her. Winning against a Slayer had its own appeal. If I could kill her, wouldn’t that prove my strength? … My skill?

“Stop it!” Sera cried out.

“Wot?”

“Stop this, Spike. Do you really think I’m so naïve that I don’t know what you’re doing? I can smell her too you know.”

“Sorry, luv. But aren’t you the least bit curious?”

“Yes I am, but there’s a difference between curiosity and stupidity.”

“That ‘urt luv!”

“It’s the truth, Spike. You’re rushing into this without thinking. We’re here for other reasons. Darla specifically said not to bring any attention to our presence here.”

“But …” I said with a disappointed sigh.

“There will be others, hun.”

“But wouldn’t the Master think ‘ighly of us if we bested this Slayer, pet?”

“Am I not enough for you?” she blurted out.

“Wot?! Where did that sodding come from?”

“It just seems like your thoughts are filled with the Slayer lately. If you’re craving violence, I’m sure we can find a few blokes to play with, or we could always spar you know.”

I pulled her into my arms and looked at her tenderly. “You know I didn’t mean to ignore you, pet. You mean everything to me. But can’t you feel it? She’s calling me.”

Sera let out a small sigh before resting her head against my chest. “I know Spike. Maybe I’m just being overly worried. I don’t want to lose you … ever.”

“You know I can take care of myself.”

“I know, but I can’t help but worry.”

“The bumps on your forehead will become permanent with all the worrying you’re doing.”

She slapped my chest playfully. “That’s not funny!”

“You’re beautiful either way, luv.”