Chapter 9:

"I love you...all of you." she said, looking straight into his amber colored eyes.

Spike pulled back, his face returning to normal, once again. He gazed at her intensely, He couldn't believe that this beautiful, amazing woman, could look at him, in his true face and tell him she loved him, and mean it. He had never met anyone like her in all his years that he has been in this world. What did I ever do to deserve someone like her?

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As soon as she had said it again, his lips came crashing down onto hers, and Dawn felt his hardness suddenly pressing into her leg. She pushed his shoulders down, moving his body to where he was lying on his back. Then she situated herself on top of him to where she could still feel his erection pressing firmly against her backside. Spike looked at her passionately, as he entangled his hand in her hair and pulled her down to him, and began kissing her fervently. He could clearly smell the heady scent of her arousal, but, he wasn't quite sure how far she wanted to go. The need to touch her was overwhelming, but he was determined to keep his hands firmly where they were at. He didn't want to rush her into anything she wasn't ready for. If she wanted more, she would be the one to let him know.

Dawn was nervous, to say the least, she had never done this before, but she knew she was ready. She knew what she wanted, what they both wanted. She sat straight up, and raised her shirt above her head, then let it fall to the floor. This time, he didn't stop her. Instead, he lifted his mouth to her bare breast, and flicked his tongue over her hardened nipple, while he massaged the other tenderly.

When Dawn arched her back into him, he swiftly rolled them over, to where he was the one on top now. Dawn could feel every inch of him through the thin material of her shorts, and she wrapped her legs around him, pulling him harder against her. Spike could feel the heat of her arousal, even through her clothing, and groaned at the sensation, does she have any idea what she is doin' to me? He dipped his head in for another fiery kiss, before moving down to her breasts, teasing her nipples between his teeth, then traveling lower. When he reached her bottoms, he placed a wet kiss on her hip bone, then tucked his fingers into her waistband and glanced up at her, making sure it was alright to continue. Dawn granted him permission by raising her hips, giving him easier access in removing them. Once he discarded them, along with her underwear, he reached his tongue out to taste her. Every part of her tastes amazing.

Dawn jerked up, surprised by the sudden feel of his cool tongue. No one had ever seen her this exposed before, and she suddenly felt embarrassed and tensed up. Spike seemed to pick up on this right away. He lifted his head up to meet her eyes, worried that he was moving too fast, "Too much, luv? Want me to stop?" he asked concerned. Dawn took a deep breath, and shook her head, "No, keep going." This was new to her, and she was nervous, sure, but she didn't want him to stop. He lowered his head back down to her, and resumed his actions.

Soon, Spike had her nearly screaming and bucking her hips into him, as he worked his tongue expertly on her now-swollen clit, and watched her face through narrowed eyes, as her orgasm ripped through her entire body. That's it, luv, come for me. So beautiful like this, you are. Spike lapped tenderly at her entrance and let her juices coating his tongue, slide down his throat. He took his time savoring the taste of her and commiting it to memory, before making his way back up her body.

Dawn was still somewhat dazed, wow...that felt...amazing...wow, when she realized that Spike was above her, watching her intently. He smiled lovingly at her, before dropping his mouth to hers.

Dawn could taste herself on his lips, but strangely, it didn't bother her like she thought it would. Instead, she found it slightly arousing. She liked it, and deepened the kiss, much to Spike's astonishment. He wasn't sure she was going to kiss him back after he just went down on her, most girls wouldn't. But Dawn...she evidently didn't mind at all...so bloody perfect, my girl is.

When Dawn moved her hips and began to rub herself against him, he pulled back, still looking at her like she was the most desirable and precious thing in the world, "You sure about this, luv?" Dawn didn't even hesitate, she nodded her head, "Absolutely."

Spike aligned himself at her opening and gently pushed his way inside. Dawn gasped, wincing in pain and gripping his biceps. Spike waited a moment, before easing the rest of the way into her entrance. Christ, she's so tight. He then stilled inside her, giving her time to adjust, and trying not to hurt her anymore than necessary. He could smell the blood from her maidenhead, assaulting his nostrils, and he struggled to reign in his demon. He slowly started moving inside her, her pain steadily subsiding and being replaced with pleasure. When the pleasure became more intense, Dawn began writhing underneath him and moving her hips in time with his. As his thrusts became faster and harder, she grasped her fingers tightly onto his shoulder blades, embedding her nails deep into his skin, causing him to bleed. Spike groaned loudly and rested his head against hers, desperately trying to keep his demon at bay, but failing miserably. She shouldn't have to make love to a monster, but this is too much, her heat, the tightness of her core, the smell of her blood...and mine...I cant help it. Again, Dawn didn't care, and she pulled his head down for another kiss. He didn't want to end up tearing her lips to shreds with fangs, so he broke the kiss and moved his mouth to her neck. He trailed his tongue along the column of her throat, eliciting a breathy moan from Dawn. Spike could feel her climax rapidly approaching, as well as his own. "Spike...please...bite me." she breathed out heavily.

Spike had wanted to, of course, but he didn't want to hurt or scare her and he would have never done that to her without her knowledge or permission, no matter how much he craved it, so he had suppressed that urge. But when she asked him to do it, he didn't hesitate. He never was one to deny his girl anything. He sank his fangs into her soft, delicate skin as gently as he could, and drank deeply. I can't believe she would trust me this much to let me drink from her. Dawn came as soon as he pierced her skin, and let out a sharp cry of both pain and pleasure, her inner walls clenching tightly around Spike's length, sending him over the edge as well. He growled as he came, shooting his cold seed deep inside her as far as it would go. He felt Dawn's body go limp under him, and he slid his fangs out of her neck carefully, lapping his tongue at the puncture wounds, then kissing them. "I love you, Dawn." Spike told her as he moved his face to hers, still keeping himself inside her as his features faded back to his human form.

Dawn gazed into his crystal blue eyes, "I love you, too."

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It had been at least an hour and a half since they had made love, and they had spent that time just holding each other close. Spike hadn't taken his eyes off of her, since. This part was something new to him, too. Never had he gotten to bask in the afterglow, usually the women he had been with, took off right afterward, with the exception of Harmony...he couldn't get rid of her, and he was always the one who left...couldn't stand bein' around that one. But Dawn, he never wanted her to leave.

Dawn sighed, "I should probably go back to my room, now." She honestly didn't want to leave, but she wasn't sure if Spike wanted her to stay the rest of the night with him. She started to sit up, but Spike grabbed her hand, stopping her from getting off the bed.

"Stay." he said simply. His undead heart sank just as soon as she said those words, but when she laid back down and settled into his arms again and smiled, relief washed over him.

Spike kissed the top of her head, and they both fell into a peaceful slumber.