Author's Notes: This is the final chapter in 'Sacrifice'. I hope you've enjoyed this story, and I'd like to thank all of my readers for being patient with me. As I said before, this is a lemon chapter…so mature readers only!!!
Chapter 11The pair arrived at the Hyperion to be confronted by Gunn and Wesley waiting anxiously out front. Buffy came out of the front gate to join them, and she did not look happy.
"Where the hell have you been?" she hissed.
"Out," Angel replied simply. Cordelia covered her mouth trying not to giggle.
"Jeez, we thought some slimy demon had made off with you, Cordy."
"Nah, just a tall, dark, and brooding vampire," she laughed.
"I heard that!" Angel growled as he came around to the passenger side.
Cordelia swung her legs out of the door and prepared to stand up.
"Stop!" everyone but Angel shouted at her.
"What?" she asked and casually stood up. Her friends' jaws hit the pavement, and Angel had to resist the urge to grin.
"You…you can walk," Wesley choked out.
"How'd the hell this happen?" Gunn gasped.
"Angel found a miracle," Buffy answered. Her former lover smiled at her choice of words. The vampire rotated his shoulders and groaned.
"Guys, I hate to be a prude, but for once, I'm exhausted." Angel strolled past them and into the hotel without another word.
"What happened to him?" Riley asking, noting the various burns and scratches.
"He had to pass some tests," Cordelia answered.
"What kind of tests?" Wesley inquired.
"Let's just say tests involving sunlight and silver." Her friends all grimaced.
"That doesn't sound too good. You sure he's all right?" Buffy asked.
"He will be eventually; he's just too stubborn to admit it."
"That's Angel all right."
"Well, since everything's okay, I'd say we can all go home for tonight, but thank you for your concern," Cordelia drawled. Wesley and Gunn just grinned at her dry humor and said their goodbyes.
"Hey Buffy, why don't you and Riley head on home; I'll catch up to you."
"You sure?" the blonde asked.
"Yeah, I'll just go patch up vamp-boy and be along; he's got this unspoken rule about not wanting to look hurt in front of his friends," Cordelia groaned.
"Okay, we'll back at the house. And Cordy…" Buffy called as her friend headed towards the gate. The brunette turned her head. "…be gentle with him."
"Yeah right," and the two women laughed at their own private joke.
Angel groaned as he tossed his jacket onto a nearby chair and collapsed onto his bed. He felt like he'd be sore for a week after tonight, but it had been worth it. His keen ears heard soft footsteps on the carpeted stairwell, and a second later, in walked Cordelia carrying her first aid kit.
"Everybody gone?" the vampire half-groaned.
"Yes, I sent the children home early tonight," Cordelia laughed.
"Okay, sit up so I can look at those wounds of yours."
"I'd just as soon stay right here."
"Oh no, you don't!"
Cordelia climbed on top of him and straddled his hips. She began to unbutton his shirt, and Angel's eyes shot open.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"Look, either you do it, or I do it. Take your pick!" she ordered.
Angel looked at her sitting on top of him, and various carnal thoughts ran inside his head. She looked incredible sitting astride him with fire blazing in her eyes. To hell with his injuries, he wanted her, and it wasn't to play nursemaid to him – at least not in those clothes.
"Whoa!"
Cordelia gasped as Angel sat up and wrapped his arms around her. He took the bottle of antiseptic and bandages out of her hands and tossed it onto the floor. Before she could say anything, he shut her up with a kiss. Cordelia wanted to complain that she needed to treat his wounds, but she was helpless as his soft, cool lips did delicious things to her mouth. His tongue met hers hungrily, and she grabbed the front of his shirt.
"Angel…I…need…to…to…" but he refused to release her lips from his.
The vampire's hands were not idol by any means. One hand was stroking up and down her back while the other was busy stroking her thighs through the tight jeans she'd elected to wear this evening.
"Angel…I…need…" Her voice was deep and husky by now.
"What Delia? What do you need?" he crooned against her lips. The fire returned to her eyes, but it wasn't the fire of anger but the fire of raw desire.
"I need to get you out of these clothes."
Quickly finishing with his shirt, Cordelia threw the unneeded garment across the room. Her eager hands went directly to his pants, and she had them undone in less than five seconds.
"Cordy…hold it…I…uhhhhh…" Angel couldn't finish his sentence as she slipped her hand inside to find him.
'Good Lord, where the hell did she learn to do this?' the vampire's mind growled.
Cordelia slid out of his lap and tugged on his leather pants.
"Off!" she hissed and pulled even harder. Angel had no choice but to concede to her demands. After nearly tearing off his pants, Cordelia grinned at seeing the prominent bulge in his shorts.
"Well now…" Her smile turned evil, and she slinked her way up his body.
"…This for me?" she cooed and rubbed him gently.
"Uh…Cordy…please…"
"Hmm…please what?" She squeezed him rather hard, earning her a groan from the vampire.
Angel didn't answer her; he just grunted as she toyed with him. Cordelia wanted to tease him some more, but she figured that she'd be nice…this time. Pulling down his silk boxers, her eyes hungrily took in his prominent shaft.
'I see he has that macho ego for a reason.'
Feeling her body burning with lust, Cordelia bent down and kissed the tip of his member. Angel's hips nearly snapped into her face. Sensitive…was he? Licking her lips, she slowly took him in her mouth, sliding the hot organ deeper down her throat.
'Damn, where in the hell did she learn to do this?' Angel's mind screamed.
He couldn't form two words with Cordy doing such amazing things to him. The vampire couldn't recall how many nights he'd dreamt of her doing this to him, but the reality was a thousand times sweeter than any erotic dream. He sat up on his elbows and looked down at his seer torturing him with that wonderful mouth of hers. Angel was surprised to see a look of contentment on her face; she was glad to be doing this for him; she was glad that it gave him so much pleasure. However, he didn't want to be this to be one-sided.
"Delia?" he sighed and reached for her head. He lifted her off of him, but not before Cordelia placed one last affectionate kiss on the very tip, making him growl slightly.
"Come here."
His powerful arms yanked her up on top of him, and he kissed her greedily. Angel rolled them over and pressed his seer down into the mattress. He couldn't stand it any longer; she had far too many clothes on. His nimble fingers worked on the buttons on her sweater before his patience wore out.
"Don't!" Cordelia gasped as she saw him about to rip her sweater open.
"I'll buy you a new one," he groaned, trying to contain his desire.
"I don't want another one; I want this one."
"Why?" he pestered. Cordelia smiled lovingly at him, and his fire slowly calmed down.
"Because…I want to remember this night, Angel; I want to remember everything – even the clothes I was wearing." He could not deny her such a request.
Barely controlling his animal instincts, he carefully unbuttoned her sweater. As the soft material parted, Angel's eyes widened as he saw nothing beneath it. Cordelia saw the anxiousness on his face and finished the job. Opening her sweater, she gave him a full view of her bare breasts.
Like a dying man who found an oasis in a desert, Angel quickly lavished his attention on her twin mounds. They were round and perky and oh so luscious. His lips took hold of her nipple, and Cordelia screamed at the sensation. She could feel him drinking in her body, and it felt absolutely wonderful. Not one to be bias, Angel switched sides and took in her other breast. He felt her soft fingers curl into his hair, and she pressed him against her body.
"Yes…Angel…" Her moans and soft whimpers were music to his ears.
"Cordelia," he groaned and lifted his head from her breasts. She looked down at him and actually giggled.
"You like?" she teased. His waggled his eyebrows at her.
"I love them…" he moved back up to kiss her, "…and I love you."
"I love you too, Angel."
Not even blood from the virgin Mary would ever seem as sweet to Angel as hearing Cordelia say those words to him.
"Do you mean it?" he asked almost desperately. She could see the happiness in his eyes.
"Yes, I love you. I love annoying, brooding, stubborn as hell…"
"Cordelia?"
"…brave, unselfish, wonderful you."
"So, you think I'm wonderful?" Angel laughed and grinned down at her. Cordelia wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Yup, but I'll think you're even more wonderful…" she licked her lips seductively, "…when you get me out of these clothes."
"I can arrange that!"
Pulling her up slightly, Angel pulled off her sweater and dropped it onto the floor. His lips found hers once again, and his right hand made its way down her stomach. Quickly undoing her jeans, he released her swollen lips from his assault and made his way down her body. Angel couldn't help himself as he stopped to worship her breasts once again. Cordelia moaned happily, and he released her heaving mounds.
Angel slid down between her legs and tugged on her tight jeans. The stubborn material finally gave way, and he pulled them down her smooth legs. A low growl rumbled in his throat as he saw his beautiful seer lying before him wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy, black panties. He could smell her arousal, and his mouth watered instinctively. Moving between her supple thighs, he rubbed his face directly on top of her wet spot.
"Angel!" Cordelia gasped and grabbed his hair.
The vampire pulled the scrap of material off her hips and found her swollen, glistening entrance. With the same hunger he'd possess if he hadn't had blood for several weeks, he dove for her appetizing center.
Cordelia's hips snapped forwarded as he kissed her heat, and he grabbed her waist to hold her still. He lapped at her sensitive opening, and within moments, he found the heart of her being.
"Angel!" she cried out as he kissed her swollen jewel, "Please…stop!"
His head snapped up as if he'd been hit. Had he been so needy that he'd hurt her? Cordelia propped herself up on her elbows and gazed down into his dark eyes. She saw the fearful expression on his face and smiled softly. Licking her lips, her smile turned seductive, and her eyes darkened to near black.
"Not this time…" she cooed, "Come back up here, lover," and she crooked her finger at him.
Angel felt his groin tighten as her eyes burned into his soul. He readily obeyed her command and scrambled back up on top of her. He covered her body with his, and his lips claimed hers in a possessive kiss.
Cordelia lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. His arousal was pressed directly against her simmering heat, and Angel growled against her neck.
"Delia…please…now…" She kissed him hungrily and rocked her hips against him.
"Yes Angel…inside me…"
The last of his control slipped, and he buried himself inside her beautiful body. Cordelia screamed as his huge shaft filled her ache at last. It had been a long time for her, but she'd never felt so complete before.
Angel was trying desperately not to give into his animal instincts, but dammit, why had he waited so long for this? Why had he waited to make love to most wonderful woman he'd ever known? A sense of peace came over him, and he felt safe buried inside her tight warmth. A strong sense of possessiveness came over him, and he pulled her impossibly closer to him.
"Angel…" she whispered. He hadn't moved since they'd become connected.
"Mine!" he growled into her ear, and a delicious shutter passed through her body.
"Mine…all mine…" he stated and nipped at her earlobe. His hands cupped her breasts, and he squeezed their soft fullness.
Cordelia understood what he was doing and brought his head out from her neck. His eyes were burning with love, lust, and protection.
"Yours…" she sighed and stroked his cheek, "…Forever." He smiled at her statement.
Cordelia didn't mind belonging to him; he'd owned her heart for years already anyway; however, there were two sides to this coin. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face down to hers. She kissed him hard and deep and squeezed her muscles around him. Angel groaned into her mouth, and she chuckled slightly.
"Mine…" she growled back at him and squeezed him again, "…all mine."
He grinned at her statement and kissed her softly. Angel thrust his hips and pushed deeper inside her.
"Yours…my Delia…always…"
"You better be!" she hissed playfully.
Angel took her lips again and began moving inside her. He took his time, wanting to enjoy every movement her body made against him. Cordelia matched his movements exactly. She angled her hips into him every time he thrust inside her. His mouth resumed feeding on her luscious breasts, and she arched her back to give him better access.
"Dammit…Cordy, how can you be so hot…so perfect?"
"Angel, just shut-up!"
Their bodies slammed together in a passionate frenzy, and their mouths mated as hungrily as their hips. In a sudden movement, Cordelia flipped him over, and Angel landed on his back. She straddled his waist with him still inside her and raked her nails down his chest. Angel growled and squeezed her breasts firmly.
"My turn!"
Cordelia rocked her hips and plunged herself down onto him. She was quickly losing control and began bucking up and down on Angel like a pogo stick.
The vampire could not recall a more beautiful sight than the one he was seeing at that moment. He watched his seer and the woman of his dreams riding him as if she been his lover for centuries. She knew just how to move to drive him nuts, and her hot softness tortured him as Cordelia slid back and forth on his shaft.
"Cordelia!"
Angel yanked her down and devoured her mouth with his. Cordelia pressed her body up against his and ground her hips into his waist. Angel's hands grabbed her firm butt and pulled her tight against him so she could barely move. He thrust his hips and pushed deeper and deeper inside her.
Cordelia let out a high-pitched scream as her body convulsed in ecstasy, and she arched her back as her head snapped back. Angel did not slow his rhythm but increased it. Her actions had pushed her breasts right in front of his face, and his hungry mouth latched onto them immediately. Cordelia was a writhing mass on top of her lover; she couldn't stop her body from reacting to Angel's ministrations; she'd waited far too long for this.
"Angel…oh Angel…I can't…I can't take it…"
Angel watched in silent rapture as Cordelia came hard on top of him. Her heat doubled in intensity, and he felt her warm nectar coat her channel and run down the length of his shaft. The vampire refused to give in and slammed into his lover even harder.
"That's it, Delia, cum for me…over and over again…"
Cordelia couldn't remember the last time she'd experienced a multiple-orgasm, but she just couldn't stop. It was as if her body had held back for so long, and now, it was all coming out at once. She grunted and panted like a bitch in heat, but she didn't give a damn what she looked like.
"Yes…Angel…I want it…I want it now…take me now…"
Angel sat up with Cordelia in his arms and thrust himself deep into her burning insides. He nuzzled his face against her neck, and Cordelia felt his face change. Angel lifted his head, and she saw the ridges of his face. Her mind cleared slightly, and she trailed her fingers along his cheeks. He was still her Angel – no matter what he looked like.
"Delia…I can't hold out any longer…"
Cordelia pressed his head against her neck in silent invitation.
"CORDELIA!" Angel growled, and his fangs buried themselves into her neck.
"ANGEL!"
She felt him penetrate her neck, and it sent her already overcharged nervous system into the oblivion where pain mixed with pleasure. She could feel him drinking her in, and it was the most intoxicating moment she'd ever experienced.
Likewise, Angel felt as if he'd been given the sweetest dessert on the planet. The moment that her blood touched his lips, he reached the summit and exploded with a ferocity he'd never encountered in his lifetime – for every drink he took from her he poured a stream of his own essence inside her.
Angel roared as he pulled away from her neck, and Cordelia's head collapsed against his shoulder. The vampire had never felt so sated before; he hadn't even drank that much of her blood. It seemed that the slightest amount of his seer's blood satisfied even the deepest of his demon's hunger. He felt relief wash over him as he realized that he could love Cordelia as much as he wanted and not have a fear of killing her by accident.
Angel looked down to see her resting her head on his shoulder. Her eyes were closed, and a content smile was on her beautiful face. He bent down and lapped at the two small, puncture marks he'd given her. That brought Cordelia out of her haze, and she lifted him from her neck.
"I hope you don't expect this kind of 'tender loving care' every time you get hurt," she said with a defiant smile.
Angel couldn't help but grin. Cordelia was trying to argue while straddling his hips naked, and his shaft buried inside her. Damn, the woman was impossible, but she was also irresistible.
"Well Cordy, maybe not…" She smiled in triumph.
"…I plan on doing this with you even when I don't get hurt," the vampire teased. His seer smacked his chest playfully.
"Hmm, I guess I could go along with that," she cooed and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Are you all right?" Angel asked, his expression becoming serious.
"I'm fine, Angel, I promise. I'm not dizzy or anything; I guess I must have a lot of red blood cells or something."
"Actually Cordy, to be honest, I didn't take that much from you."
"You serious?" she gasped.
"Yes, the moment I tasted you, it was like every hunger that I had was satisfied all at once. That's never happened to me before."
"I'm that good, huh?" she purred and trailed her fingers around his chest.
Angel knew that sultry look in her eyes, and it made his stomach tighten. He could feel himself hardening again, and his hands cupped her breasts.
"You're better than good, my Delia. I could stay here forever – buried inside this sweet body of yours."
Cordelia licked her lips and trailed her fingers through his hair. She was already wet and felt Angel growing inside her channel.
"Well, I don't know about forever, but how about the rest of the night?" She leaned back onto the bed and arched her hips so even more of him went inside her.
Angel leaned over her and caught her mouth with a hungry kiss. She could taste a bitter sweetness in his mouth and realized that it was her blood.
"That Cordelia…is a sacrifice that I'm more than willing to give."
The vampire proceeded to ravish his seer over and over again as the night progressed. He explored every curve and every angle that was Cordelia Chase. He memorized the slope of her breasts, the curve of her thighs, and even the shape of her cute nose.
At dawn, the exhausted lovers lay sprawled across the bed, resting in each other's arms. A damp sheet was draped partially over their sweaty bodies, and Cordelia shivered slightly. She snuggled deeper into Angel's arms, and he tucked her head under his chin.
In that moment, both the vampire and the seer realized that all their sacrifices had been worth it for this one moment where they lay in the most intimate of embraces. As long as they had more moments like this, it was more than enough compensation for whatever they may face in the future.
Author's Notes: Finally added the last chapter of this. Sorry that I took such a long time about this, but my brain had been in standby mode since watching the new season. Thanks to all my reviewers.
