Chapter 27 – In My Blood
Buffy felt her orgasm approaching, thundering through her system with no way to stop it. Everything ceased to matter even the doctor that was hurriedly throwing his equipment in his bag so that he could leave. Angel stood as a shield trying to give them some sort of privacy as Spike's bite alone took Buffy over the edge.
They had been in a constant teasing mode all day and her fantasies had been as involved as Spike's for this moment. His fangs sinking into her flesh was as intimate as the sex between them.
"Oh, oh, oh," Buffy sang as she felt her belly tighten. Her legs weak she sagged against Spike, grateful that his arms were circling her waist and holding her up.
Spike's fangs were retracted and she felt the gentle lapping of his tongue at the mark he'd left. Everything was humming around her and she opened her eyes hoping that Dr. Fletcher had left before the show.
"He's gone," Angel said, moving toward them. His eyes locked with hers and she knew that everything had changed between them. The power had shifted again. No longer were any of them dependent on the other for survival. They could stand as equals on the battlefield and lie together with no obligations.
Buffy knew what Spike wanted and what he needed. She wanted to give him both. This night she would give herself more to the demons in her mates than to the men. Spike needed the rush of the violence and her flesh was the only one that could be offered. Excitement at what was going to happen danced along her skin.
Spike released her and she faltered only for a moment. There was a spark in Angel's eyes as she turned and in one motion threaded her fingers through Spike's hair. She twisted his head, bringing him down for a kiss that left no doubt about what she was offering. There was only a brief hesitation before a growl sounded deep within Spike's throat.
It all happened in a flash. It was as quick as the change in her mate's countenance. Yellow eyes bore down into hers before she was flung over his shoulder. All she could do was hang on as Spike strode through the house. He pulled her boots off on the way leaving Angel to dance around them as he followed them.
Spike dropped her onto the bed leaving her to bounce before she regained control. She watched as Spike pulled his shirt from his body. Overcome by need her tongue darted over dry lips as he dropped to his knees on the bed. Spike crawled slow and exact across the bed toward her sending blood rushing through her body, ready to answer the call of her mate. Blue eyes bored into hers as his hands slipped into the waistband of her jeans.
"Hope you don't like these," Spike said ripping her pants from her body. She knew that it didn't matter anyway because he was taking what he wanted. The rest of her clothes followed in quick succession. In shreds they were thrown to the floor without a second thought. His task completed he sat back on his heels as his eyes ran over her body as if it was the first time. This time though Buffy knew how to please him. Power of her position, giving of her love, she opened herself to his gaze. He flashed a smile, dropping to his stomach in adoration of what she offered.
"Yes," Buffy hissed at the first contact. She collapsed in delight onto the bed, throwing her arms wide. He laughed at her eager participation causing a vibration that sent darts of pleasure through her rapidly heating body. She moaned low and deep within her throat surprising her with its almost inhuman sound. Another hand rested on her stomach and she looked up as Angel settled next to her. "Please?" She begged needing them both as her body moved into overdrive.
"Please what?" Angel asked, his hand sliding along her belly until it reached her chest. "Is this what you want?" Her breast was gently squeezed offering no release from the fire burning within her. She shook her head, drawing her lower lip into her mouth as she bit down on it. "Or is this it?" He lowered his head, suckled for a moment before biting down.
"Oh, God, yes," Buffy moaned, throwing her head back. "Spike, please, more."
At her pleading Spike doubled his efforts to please her. All thoughts were lost as she let herself be pushed to the edge.
Her head thrashed back and forth as they worked together. She was so close and she reached out to clutch at them. Her nails scraped along Angel's back as her other hand held Spike's face close against her.
"Now, now," Buffy chanted as it came nearer.
They didn't give her a chance to recover as she seemed to melt into the bed. Spike crawled up to take a position on the opposite of her body than Angel. She watched as their eyes met in silent conversation. Eyebrows raised and Spike nodded as if to give consent. Events seemingly decided they quickly vested themselves of their own clothing before coming to lie next to her again.
"It's only started, Buffy," Angel whispered from behind her. "Can you handle it?"
She nodded her head before sliding her leg along Spike's thigh. Accepting her invitation he rolled closer to her. Hands steadied her hips and she barely had time to acknowledge his presence before Angel surged into her.
"Ungh," Buffy muttered.
There was nothing else like the feeling of being taken by someone so sure of her acceptance. There was no hesitation as he pushed deep within her, filling all of her.
Spike pulled her leg further over his body as he licked and nipped his way down her stomach. The first stroke of his tongue lapping against where she was joined with Angel made her quiver in delight. This was how it should be, the three of them moving as one being, fulfilling the love they had for each other. Her hands searched for an anchor amongst the bed sheets as their movements became more powerful.
"Bite me, please, Spike," Buffy pleaded. Her fingers twisting in his hair pulling him upwards to her neck but he resisted. His hand pushed her leg up giving only the merest touch of his lip before his fangs were sunk into the fleshy area of her inner thigh. She exploded when Angel pushed her over on top of Spike as he moved deep inside her.
Buffy knew this was what she was made for as her vampires feasted upon her flesh and blood. Never had she felt more alive, more of a woman than she did at that moment. This was completion and she sank boneless into the softness of the pillows when they released her. She raised a hand to see if the heat that clung to her body was making her glow. Disappointed at seeing only her normal flesh she allowed it to drop again. Her hair was brushed from her face and Angel kissed her temple while Spike nestled his head against her stomach.
"Spike," Buffy whispered as her hand caressed his shoulders. He lifted his head to look up at her and for a moment she was dazzled by the intensity of his gaze. "I love you," she whispered pushing him onto his back. Her lips met his in a furious battle of passion. He plundered deep within the recesses of her mouth ripping a groan from deep within her. His hand covered the soft mound of her breast, teasing her with agile fingers while his other hand followed the curve of her hip. She knew where he was going and allowed him to pull her over him.
Buffy pulled back up to meet Spike's eyes before sliding down ever so slow. Her head fell back as he pushed through flesh still sensitive from Angel. Caring only about the vampire below her she started to ride him.
Angel, not wanting to be left out, leaned over to kiss Spike. Their hunger for each other evident as their mouths opened letting tongues dart from one mouth to the other. Her own ardor escalated as she watched Angel make love to their mate. His hands teased and caressed the blonde's flesh until Spike was thrashing wildly beneath her. His head flung back as his mates fed what his body craved so deeply. Buffy could feel Spike twitching from his impending orgasm when Buffy was suddenly hauled off of him. She was flung down onto the bed and covered by Angel leaving her confused and Spike snarling in frustration.
"Time for things to change," Angel said, flipping them so that she was on top. He pulled her shoulder's down until she was lying on top of him. Her breath caught in fear when she realized what Angel intended. It curled in her belly but was easing into excitement as she waited for the rite of passage.
"You sure Ang?" Spike asked. "Should be yours since I took the first."
"No, it will give you more of what you need," Angel said being evasive but it didn't take Buffy long to realize that she was being offered to Spike because there would be pain involved. Pain that he needed to satisfy his demon. "Relax Buffy. Trust us."
"More pleasure than pain," Spike whispered as he covered her back. She'd assumed that he would prepare her but he didn't. It was taking too long and she wanted it over with. She nuzzled his arm and just as he started to penetrate her she sank her teeth into his flesh. Buffy wasn't sure which of them screamed louder as they tore into each other at the same moment. She shrieked, tears filling her eyes as she tried to free herself. The combined strength of the two vampires held her in place and in spite of her struggles they began to move in unison.
"Stop, please," Buffy cried.
This insensitivity was something she'd never known before from them. She fought back using her nails and teeth to return whatever pain she could but it only seemed to encourage their actions.
"Relax Buffy you're too tense which is only making it worse."
"You want to hurt me, you pig," Buffy spat. "I hate you."
Buffy knew she had no choice but to wait it out. Pain she had been expecting. Maybe an introduction to one of the games they played. This act was even expected but not the callous manner in which they were treating her. It hurt more than the sacrifice of her body. She sniffled and buried her face in Angel's neck.
The moment she surrendered they seemed to accept their triumph. Their hands and lips slid over her in an attempt to make her feel good. Spike's continued to stroke her as only he knew how to touch her. Against her will a small jolt of enjoyment shot through her from their ministrations.
The sweat pouring off of her caused her to slide easily between them and they took advantage of it, moving her to increase their pleasure. She came to hate that brief moment as one entered and one exited because it promised a respite that never came. Spike was right. Beneath the constant pain there was also a twinge of pleasure. Desperate to increase it she began to move along with them as she clung to the hope that she could find enjoyment in this act.
Buffy rose up on her hands to give herself more momentum, her mates seemed to sense her participation and fell back into synchronized motions. Relief was momentary at the fluttering of her joy and she increased her movements to find more. The two vampires surrounding her were only instruments to find her release.
Loud squeaking sounded the bed's protest of three supernatural bodies gyrating and crashing together upon it. There had never been such violence in the joining of the three, always before the males had been considerate of the tenderness of their female mate. Tonight barriers were broken as Buffy gave into her inner longings so she could join with her mates as they secretly yearned for her to do. None of them were spared from the blood that was ripped from fragile flesh as they thrashed together. She felt the quickening of their hips and this time when they bit into her she sank her teeth deep within Angel's chest.
Nothing she had ever felt before prepared her for the moment that she joined with two vampires in a claiming as old as history. Blood taken and given, flesh given and taken, three hearts joined and two souls blazed in a joining that defied all that had come before it. Buffy knew that something momentous was happening to them even if she didn't understand it. She could feel the blood rushing through her system and the beating of her heart seemed to echo from the undead hearts of Spike and Angel. For one brief second she felt their chests rise and fall on either side of her then it was gone leaving her to wonder if it happened at all. They lay sated as never before and if it wasn't for a surge of energy from Angel they would have lain uncovered as their exhausted bodies sought rest.
to be continued…