The couple held onto each other for a few minutes, lightly stroking one another. After about ten minutes, Spike carried Buffy out of the pool, into the bedroom, and over to the bath towels. He gently let her legs fall to the floor and reached for a towel. He was a bit hindered because Buffy’s arms were still locked around his neck. “Buffy, luv, you can let go of me. I want to get a towel to help you dry off.”

Buffy held on tight and said, “I can’t let go. I’m afraid you’ll leave again. I can’t lose you now that you’re back.” Buffy’s eyes filled with tears as she thought about her life without Spike.

“Luv, I’m not going anywhere. Plan to stay right by your side with maybe only a side trip to find a butcher for some blood.”

“Oh my God! I forgot you need blood. Shall I call Dawn to go find a butcher?” Buffy, forgetting her insecurities, let go of Spike’s neck, grabbed a towel, and started to dry off. “Oh, on second thought, it’s kind of late. Can you wait until tomorrow morning?”

“Sure, I can. My mind’s really not on food right now, anyway,” he said with a raised eyebrow. “Thought I might feast on some delectable Slayer first. Been a while since I’ve had a taste.”

Buffy felt a flood of moisture between her legs after Spike’s last words. She dropped her towel and stalked over to him. Putting a hand on his shoulder, she pushed him back towards the bed. It didn’t bother her that he was still wet from the pool - it just cooled off her already smoldering skin.

Thigh to thigh, chest to breasts, and lips to lips, they tumbled onto the king-size bed. Buffy moved up onto her hands and started to sway so that her hair tickled Spike. Spike just laid back and enjoyed the view of Buffy swaying and grinding on him. As much as he wanted to topple her over and pound into her until they both exploded, he thought it best to let her have the control this time. It felt good to have her want him and have her initiate the lovemaking. Before when they had sex, it was always rough and quick, and he wanted to truly have Buffy make love with him now.

Buffy pulled her hair out of her face and grabbed a clip off the nightstand to pin it up. Never for a minute did she stop moving against Spike. She had so much she wanted to tell him, show him that she didn’t know where to start. She racked her brain for the things Spike liked her to do to him in the past and was shocked at how cruel they had been to each other. A few good memories came back, and she decided to see if Spike remembered. She slowly slid down his body until her face was even with his manly bits. She inhaled the scent that was Spike and felt another rush of moisture between her legs. She gingerly lifted his cock and started to take long licks from the base to the head, just like a lollypop, only this was a giant-size lolly.

“Buffy,” Spike said, raising his head off the pillow and looking at her. “What are you doin’?”

“I’m cheating,” Buffy replied while continuing to lick Spike’s cock all over. She reared up a bit and engulfed as much of his girth as she could. She hollowed out her cheeks and sucked him as far back as her throat allowed. Oh, how she missed the taste of him.

“I can’t believe you remembered me saying that to you, luv. That was over three years ago. If I would have known how good you were with your mouth, I would have let you continue back then. Harder, luv. It feels soooooo good.”

Buffy continued her sucking, licking, and hand motions on his cock. She let out a moan every once in awhile because it was really turning her on, too. Her moaning vibrated against Spike’s cock and made him groan out loud.

“Oh, luv, now! I’m cumming!” Spike hissed as his eyes rolled up into their sockets.

Buffy continued her ministrations while swallowing all of Spike’s cum. As she finished licking him clean, Spike grabbed her shoulders and lifted her up to him. He kissed her deeply but then broke off to say, “I love you, Buffy!”

“I love you, too, Spike. I really truly do. It took me until you were gone to realize it, but you are the man I truly love.”

As their lips met in a sweet kiss, Buffy opened one eye and noticed that the sliders were still open, which would lead to a very dusty morning when the sun came up. She broke from their embrace, jumped out of the bed, and pulled the sliders closed. She made sure the slats were closed tight, too.

“I have a feeling that we will be sleepin’ in and would have forgotten about those. Thank you for thinking of me, pet.”

Buffy sauntered over to the bed and said, “You’re right about sleepin’ in. I’m not finished with you yet, Big Bad. Are you up for a ride?”

Spike nodded his head yes. Buffy climbed upon his thighs and took a look at his semi-erect cock and said, “Well, what happened to that vampire constitution? We can’t have little Spike looking like that. What can I do? I think I’ll try the licking that worked so well before.” Buffy engulfed Spike’s cock within her mouth, and in seconds, Spike’s little spike was not so little anymore.

Buffy mounted Spike and began a sensuous up and down motion. Spike couldn’t believe she was being so gentle with their lovemaking since she never was like that before. His hips moved in the opposite motion as Buffy’s and he gripped her hips to keep her upright. Buffy, on the other hand, was experimenting with different angles. She leaned back on his thighs and let her long hair tickle his shins.

“Look at us, Spike. Look at how we are joined together perfectly. We fit so well.”


Spike looked down to where they were joined, and it was a perfect fit. He reached down and stared to flick Buffy’s clit, which made her gyrations get more frantic. Just as she started to cum, he gave her clit a little twist and felt her explode around his cock.

“Oh, Spike, that was wonderful, but I feel like I need more.”

“More, you say? You need more, Slayer? I’ll give you more.” He flipped them over so that he was on top. She moved her legs to clasp around his back as he began to pound into her.

“Yes! Yes, Spike! That’s it, but I need more… want more… want to feel you deeper inside of me. Bite me. Please bite me and make me yours!”

“Buffy, sweetheart, do you know what you are asking? You’re askin’ for a claiming. Do you know what that means? There’s no turning back from that, Buffy. It’s forever.”

“Yes, it’s what I want. Don’t you want it, too? If you do, make me yours forever.”

Spike picked up his pace, thrusting harder into Buffy. His demon was itching to come out and claim this woman, but Spike was trying to make it good for Buffy, too, and wanted to wait for the right moment.

Just as he felt she was getting close again, his demon broke forth. Buffy turned her head and pulled her hair aside, giving him better access. Spike leaned down and licked her neck along her jugular, and Buffy let out a sensual moan. He could feel the blood pounding in her veins. He looked her in the eyes once more for permission, which she silently gave to him. His fangs penetrated her neck, and as he pulled his first taste of blood into his mouth, Buffy exploded into the biggest orgasm she had ever had. Spike pulled his fangs out and said, “Mine” to which Buffy replied, “Yours, only yours.” She then reared up and bit him hard with her blunt teeth. She sucked until she tasted the coppery taste of blood and then said, “Mine.” Spike, having poured his seed into Buffy’s hot quim when she bit him, replied, “Yours. Yours forever.”

Thanks again to my betas, Allison and Klemptor, for the great job they did.