As Spike took long pulls of the slayers sweet, potent blood, he suddenly felt her go slack in his arms. His cock was still buried deep inside of her. The room was thick with the mingled scent of sex and blood.
Something clicked in the vampire’s head. This was it, his chance to kill his third slayer. He heard her heartbeat begin to slightly slow down.
Spike jerked his fangs from the slayers throat. He looked down at the unconscious slayer beneath him.
No no no no no his mind screamed. His thoughts raced as he swiped his rough tongue over her neck, gently closing the puncture wound.
“Slayer…Buffy…wake up, luv” Spike said the panic evident in his voice.
When there was no response, Spike gently caressed her cheek, peppering kisses along her jawline.
“Come on baby, I know you are stronger than that. Wakey wakey” Spike cooed, his face buried in her hair.
When he heard her small moan, he let out an unneeded breath. She was going to be okay. He wasn’t alone.
As Buffy regained consciousness, she heard Spike’s soft words prodding her awake. She snuggled into his embrace nuzzling against his hard, cool chest.
Spike let out a nervous chuckle, relieved not only that the slayer was okay, but that she wasn’t reaching for the nearest stake for him biting her.
“You okay?” he asked rolling over onto his side.
Buffy whimpered as he slipped from inside of her.
Her eyes widened as she realized what he was referring to. Her hand went immediately to her neck. As her fingers grazed over the two small wounds, she felt a tremor go through her body.
“You bit me.” Buffy stated staring into his stormy blue eyes.
“Yeah…I…uh…” his words were cut off when Buffy placed a finger over his lips.
“You could have killed me. Why didn’t you?” She looked at him with wonder.
“You still have a death wish slayer?” Spike asked annoyed.
“No, it‘s just you could have and you didn’t.” Buffy answered honestly.
“I didn’t want to kill you.” Spike shrugged.
Buffy nodded in response.
Spike lips quirked up in a small, shy smile “We okay then?”
He looked so timid and unsure, not at all like a dangerous Master Vampire. Buffy couldn’t help but want to sooth his doubts. Grabbing the back of his head, she brought him in for a long, hard kiss.
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They spent the rest of the night exploring each others bodies until sometime in the afternoon they finally drifted to sleep exhausted, wrapped tightly in each others arms.
Buffy jerked awake when she heard the door open. Spike was standing at the open door. She could tell by the look on his face he had not intended to wake her. He‘s leaving.
“Where are you going?” Buffy croaked with her heart in her throat.
Spike seeing the tears forming in her eyes, rushed back over to the side of the bed. Kneeling down he pulled her to him and softly stroked her hair.
“Kitten, I’m not leaving. I just need to step out for a bit.” Spike explained hoping to sooth her.
It didn’t sooth her. She knew exactly where he was going. She roughly shoved him away from her.
“You’re going hunting?” She asked angrily.
Spike sighed standing up “Buffy, you know what I am. I have to eat.”
Buffy’s could no longer hold back the tears. Rushing forward she grabbed him and pulled his mouth against her throat.
“Here…drink from me.” She sobbed.
Spike growled pushing her away.
“No! You’re not…food!” Spike roared.
Buffy looked at him confused.
“But…you drank from me last night.” She whispered softly.
“That was…different.” He breathed closing the distance between them. “I needed to…taste you…to mark you.”
“Spike if you go out tonight. If you…kill, then…don’t come back.” She knew her voice sounded confident, but she was trembling inside.
Spike turned and walked toward the door.
“I’m not him.” He told her as he stalked out slamming the door.
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The next couple of days were a blur. Buffy didn’t even leave her apartment. She felt even more hopeless than she had before Spike had come back into her life. Somewhere in their time together a spark had ignited in her heart. She felt as if she had found someone who understood her pain. Spike was just as alone as she was; she could see it in his eyes…or at least she thought she had.
Buffy fell asleep as she had the past two nights, crying, curled up on the lumpy, tattered chair. She couldn’t bring herself to sleep in the bed. Yet part of her couldn’t bear to leave the apartment…just in case.
When sleep finally claimed her, Buffy could escape into her dreams. In her dream a pair of strong arms gently lifted her from the chair. She was held against a hard chest as soft lips grazed her head. When she felt herself gently placed down on the soft bed, Buffy’s eyes fluttered open.
She was startled to meet Spike’s troubled gaze.
“Wha..” Buffy was stopped when Spike put his hand up.
He started pacing across the room, clearly agitated. Running his hand through his loose curls, Spike let out a nervous chuckle.
“I’m not some poofter who is gonna go and deny what I am. I’m a demon Buffy! I need blood and I won’t drink that pig swill!” He ranted.
Buffy just sat there, half dazed from sleep and shock. She watched him as he paced back and forth like a caged panther. Waiting to see where this was all going.
Spike suddenly stopped and reached in his duster pulling out two bags of blood and tossing it on the bed.
“I’m a vampire! I need blood, human blood. If you have any problem with me nickin it from the hospital…”
Buffy scrambled out of the bed facing him. “You mean…you didn’t…” She was almost scared to finish her question.
Spike rolled his eyes “No I didn’t kill anyone…I couldn’t.”
Buffy looked up at him with hopeful, teary eyes. “Why?”
Spike snorted cupping her face “Cause I’m drowning in you Buffy.”
Smiling, Buffy leaned in brushing her lips against his. Moaning Spike pulled her closer deepening the kiss. Soon they were pulling at each others clothes, as their tongues battled for dominance. There was a gentle desperation in his touch as his calloused hands skimmed across her soft, heated body.
When the last of their clothes were finally removed. Spike gently pushed her back onto the bed, breaking their kiss, as Buffy gasped for air.
“This isn’t just some casual thing for me slayer. If you want me…it has to be for keeps.” He said his eyes boring straight through to her soul.
Buffy felt the tears trailing down her face as she nodded in agreement. She trembled as he crawled up the bed hovering over her body. Spike dipped down nipping at the healing puncture marks on her neck.
“I won’t leave. You’re mine now an’ I’m yours.” He murmured against her neck.
Buffy felt his knee nudge her thighs apart, moaning as she felt his cool length rub against her sweltering heat. They both cried out in pleasure when he pushed inside of her. His strokes were slow and torturously deliberate.
Buffy whimpered lifting her hips trying to increase their rhythm. Sensing her need Spike pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into her, burying himself to the hilt.
“Oh God” Buffy cried out as her first orgasm sent electric shocks all through her body.
Spike growled as he felt her internal muscles clamp down around his throbbing cock. He buried his face in her neck and began thrusting rapidly into her quivering pussy.
Buffys body exploded with pleasure when she felt his face shift and his fangs sink deep inside of her.
“Mine,” he growled against her throat.
“Yours” Buffy panted instinctively grabbing him and sinking her blunt teeth into the side of his neck.
Buffy expected to be repulsed when his warm blood flowed into her mouth, but instead all she felt was a completeness like she had never known.
“Mine” she grunted possessively lapping at his neck.
Feeling her blunt teeth break through his skin Spike roared his climax emptying his cool seed deep in her womb.
“Yours,” he croaked overcome with a sense of belonging he had not felt in over one hundred years.
The lovers lay there entwined and panting for what seemed like hours, before finally drifting off into a peaceful sleep. An unspoken need drew them together. They were kindred spirits, both having loved and lost. The bond they now shared went beyond the marks they wore on their necks. It was that of two tattered hearts coming together to form one. No matter where they went or what they did from here on, they were home.
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Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed this story. It is my first ever chapter fic and the response had been very kind. Thanks to my beta and friend Vampgirly for everything and to Gillypod for your encouragement!