AN: Sorry, but yeah, that's it, the last chapter. I hope you will enjoy and treasure it lol, because I don't think I'll write anything NC 17 so soon again. My poor brain. ;) Thanks again for Tamakin84 for betaing and inspiring this little tale with her amazing banner. Special thanks to Gillypod for being so kind and betaing it again. Huggles babes. Thanks for all those nice reviews!!!

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I was nominated in the categories Best Love Stories, Sexiest fic *raises eyebrow*, Best written and Best author *lol* for "Can I rest now?" at the Lost in Spike awards.
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Chapter 4

“Are they gone yet? Maybe we should lock the door before anyone even thinks about coming back, because I really don’t plan on leaving the room anytime soon.”

Buffy was feeling light-headed from the amazing kisses Spike and she had been exchanging. She couldn’t believe that she had lived for over ten years without this; and how she could ever have doubted his ability to love? He could take her to heaven and back with just some kisses. She never wanted him to stop.

“Kitten, you heard the watcher. I don’t think anyone will dare to disturb us over the next decade. Now come here and give me some more of those hot kisses. I missed that sassy mouth of yours and I plan to put it to good use.”

Spike was smirking at Buffy and she happily relaxed back into his embrace and once comfortable in his lap, locked lips with him again.

“I really could get used to your nice wings, Spike. They make me feel all comfy and protected. Not to mention that they will keep me warm during the nights, so I will always have my own personal blankey wherever I go… or do you plan to have your own room, Spike? Maybe you’ll have trouble sleeping beside me, or cuddling up to me after all those years alone?”

Buffy had started to grind her hips on the steadily-growing bulge she could feel through his jeans. She began nibbling on his neck, tracing her nails over his already naked chest and up over his shoulders to stroke the wings as far as she could reach, before bringing them back again to scratch over his sensitive nipples. She was getting even more turned on by the groans he couldn’t hold back. In a swift move, he tugged at her hips and pulled her even closer to his straining erection.

“You little minx! As if I could stay away from you even for a night. Do you have any idea how much I missed you? How I longed to see you one more time; talk to you, and tell you again and again that you are the one? Those nights I spent in your room felt like heaven and hell mixed in to one. Heaven to be able to see you, knowing that you were alright, and hell for not being able to touch you, like I longed to. Last night was the best night of my life; waking up to see your face and seeing the love shining in your eyes. I thought my heart would burst from my chest. Bloody hell, do you even know how happy you made me when you agreed to become my mate and spend eternity by my side?”

Spike had trouble keeping his tears at bay, and was now holding her head in both his hands kissing her soundly on the lips and tasting her like a starved man; exploring the warm cavern of her mouth. He let his hands wander through her golden locks, letting them fall like fine silk through his fingers. Eternity wouldn’t be enough time to spend with her. For ten long years he had ached to see her again, to feel and taste her, and he knew now that he would never get enough of her. She was his golden goddess and his salvation.

Letting his hands slowly trail a delicate line from her neck, over her shoulders and down her sides, he reached the hem of her flimsy negligee and slowly, delicately, revealed her bronzed skin to his hungry gaze.

“I love you so much, Buffy. I can’t believe I’m with you again. You are so beautiful. Tell me you are mine, please? I need to hear it.”

Leaning down he continued kissing and teasingly sucking on the skin over her collarbone. He drew imaginary paintings with his tongue;tasting her, remembering the times he spent worshipping her body and finding all her little spots that drove her wild. Just like that little dip where her collarbone met and her skin was so sensitive. Moving his hands up, he cradled her breast in his hands, massaging them and playing with her sensitive nipples till they hardened to little buds.

Buffy had trouble holding on to any coherent thoughts, while Spike continued his loving assault. It had been so long since she had been touched. She had never let any other man get so close to her since Spike’s death; too deep had her longing and love for him been. That was the only thing that mattered now – Spike, and showing him that she loved him; proving it to him over and over again.

“Yes, I am yours, only yours. Always have been and always will be. I’m going to show you everyday how much I love and need you. I am going to make it up to you, for all the times I used you. I will never let you go again. You are mine.”

Using her slayer strength she reversed their positions till Spike was now lying on his back with his hands holding onto her hips. He pressed his jeans-clad cock into her warm crotch, which was covered only by a thin barrier of lace.

Leaning down she kissed him hungrily and started nibbling down his chest, paying extra attention to his nipples again, then tracing his pecs with her tongue, alternating between licks and little bites. Judging by the sounds Spike was making, he was enjoying it.

Upon reaching his jeans, she carefully undid his belt and one by one popped open the buttons, freeing his straining erection to lie proudly on his belly. Taking hold of his jeans she started pulling them off his legs, leaving little love bites on his legs. Returning to his lap she swirled her tongue over his head, tasting the precum that had collected there, then she firmly started to stroke his erection. Taking the head in her mouth, she lightly licked round it, paying extra attention to the sensitive underside of the cock.

Hearing Spike’s incoherent moans encouraged Buffy even more. She started taking him deeper and deeper into her warm mouth. Working her hand in time with the movements of her mouth, she started swallowing around the head when his cock slid into her throat. He couldn’t take it anymore and stilled her with a hand on her shoulder.

“Buffy, you are killing me here, come back and kiss me. I don’t want to come yet, but I won’t be able to stop if you keep that up.”

“Oh no, honey, when I spoil my man, you just gotta lay back and enjoy. I think I have a lot to make up to you. I can’t even remember how often I hit those strong arms and legs, abused your chest with punches until your ribs almost broke. How your face is still so amazingly beautiful even though I broke your nose more often than I can count, astounds me. All those hits and you never lost the love which always shone in your eyes. How could I have been so blind? Can you ever forgive me, Spike?”

Sitting up, he grabbed her arms and pulled her up again to lie on his chest. He cradled her in his arms and peppered kisses all over her face. Spike hoped to calm the now-distressed slayer, who was overwhelmed with the memories that had come back to her.

“Buffy, pet, listen to me, we both made mistakes. I treated you liked you belonged in the dark, but you were always destined to be in the blazing sunshine; not in the cold of night with me. We were both so foolish then, but that is long over. We now have the chance to start over and spend eternity loving each other. Let’s not dwell on the past, because that’s were it is, in the past. We are going to start our new bright future now. Each of us have grown and learned from our mistakes, and the only thing that matters now is that we are together and love each other. I love you, and nothing will ever change that, and now I am going to make love to you, ok, pet?”

With a watery smile, Buffy hesitantly nodded at Spike, then leaned over to press a chaste kiss on his lips. In one swift move Spike rolled Buffy on her back, and leaned over her while kissing and nibbling her neck. His hands weren’t idle either and were making a path down her arm and back over her tummy to her breast.

He had his mind set on making Buffy forget about the guilt she was feeling; showing her how it would be from now on.

Making his way torturously slowly from her neck to her breast, he started kneading her breast while he laved the other one with little kisses and licks, till he reached her tight nipple that was straining for attention from his talented mouth.

“Oh, Spike, I missed you so much, I missed this, I missed ahhhh…”

Spike had swiftly moved his left hand down to her mound and started stroking her clit. Then he stroked up and down over her slit, gathering the pooled moisture at her entrance and rubbing her clit again. Buffy’s hips lifted off the bed and her body convulsed as her orgasm ripped through her body.

Giving her a lingering kiss while she came down from her orgasm, he started kissing a path down to where his hands were still lightly stroking her nether lips. Stopping briefly to let his tongue circle her navel, he went further down and kissed her above her clit. Carefully he spread her lips and laid her pussy bare to his hungry gaze.

“Oh, kitten, how I’ve missed you. I can’t wait to taste you again.”

Without even waiting for a reply, Spike darted out his tongue and teasingly ran a path from her little nubbin down to her entrance, where he lapped at her juices like a kitten. They both gave similar mewls of contentment and when Spike stuck first one, then a second finger in her pussy, stretching her, Buffy’s hips pressed urgently against his fingers and face, trying to increase the pressure of his pushes.

“Ah ah, pet, slowly; I am going to savor this. I am going to take you so often to the edge you’ll forget your own name and everything that happened before. I am going to make you fly.”

Spike made good on his promise, concentrating his attention on stroking her tight channel with his fingers, repeatedly teasing her g-spot, while he licked, sucked and kissed her clit.

Buffy was almost delirious with pleasure, but when she felt her second orgasm approach, she knew she didn’t want to come without her vampire inside her. Filling and completing her.

“Spike, I need you inside me, now. I don’t want to come without you again, please?”

Spike had been rock hard since Buffy had teased him with her mouth. Her taste, and the little sounds she made while he had pleasured her with his tongue and hands, had only increased his arousal. He simply couldn’t say no to such an invitation, and soon he was holding himself over her with his cock nudging at her ready entrance. He paused and stared into her eyes, trying to see if there were any doubts and to make sure she really wanted it.

“I love you, Spike. Show me how much you love me.”

That was all Spike needed as inch by agonizing inch, he sank into her warm depths. They both gave equal sighs of contentment when he filled her all the way. They kept still for a moment, just savoring the missed connection. Spike was trying very hard not to come while her muscles massaged his shaft.

“Oh my god, Buffy, you feel so good. I feel like I am home. Never leave, please, never ever leave me. I love you.”

“I won’t leave you, and no one can separate us again. We are forever. Make love to me and make me yours, just like you are mine.”

Slowly Spike started to pull out of her warmth and immediately sank back down, hitting her clit on each downward stroke.

They were kissing and touching wherever their hands could reach, whispering words of love and longing. Soon they found their own rhythm; the only things that mattered were Buffy, Spike and their union.

The longer their coupling lasted, the quicker and harder their movements became. They were moulded so tight into each other that no one could tell where one began and the other ended. Buffy had wrapped her legs around Spike hips and her hands were clawing at his back.

Spike hadn’t been able to hold himself up any longer. He held Buffy close with one arm around her waist, as the other one cradled the back of her head while he kissed and nibbled on her neck.

In time with Spike’s thrusts, his wings started to beat and soon the couple was hovering in midair above the bed, completely oblivious to their surroundings.

Spike felt the telltale signs of Buffy’s approaching orgasm. As her pussy walls started to flutter around him, and with a last effort to prolong his orgasm, he concentrated on the old scars he was going to eliminate. With a growled ‘I love you’ he changed to game face and sank his fangs into Buffy’s neck.

Screaming his name, Buffy came undone as soon as Spike took his first pull of her powerful slayer blood. Reacting on instinct, she bit down hard on Spike’s neck with her human teeth till she could taste the coppery flavor of his blood.

As with Buffy, Spike’s orgasm was triggered by his mate’s bite. His hips started to jerk uncontrollably as he shot jets of cum deep inside her womb. When he was spent and stopped moving, they slowly floated back down to the bed.

Letting go of each other’s neck, they looked deeply into each others eyes and in union they declared, “Mine!”

Still in game face, Spike kissed Buffy and then nicked her tongue on one of his fangs doing the same to his own, and mingled their blood. They reluctantly ended their kiss, and with great care licked the claiming marks closed before turning back for another kiss.

“Yours”

They felt the completion of the bond. All the love and hope inside them was shared. Finally, for the first time in their lives, they felt whole.

“Buffy, that was the greatest gift I’ve ever received. To have you as my mate; I can’t believe this has actually happened. No one ever wanted to be mine, or wanted me for themselves. You’re not regretting it, pet?”

“Never, Spike. You are mine and those who couldn’t see what they had in you were fools, but thank god I finally opened my eyes and saw what a great gift was given to me with your love. Now we have eternity.”

“Eternity, pet, won’t be enough for me. Love you.”

Rolling on his back he took Buffy with him, still intimately connected, and she rested her head on his chest. Within moments they were both asleep, Spike’s wings instinctively covering Buffy’s naked form to keep her warm.

The End