Chapter 7

“You need my blood, Sookie. It will help you heal faster.”

She shook her head. “I’m fine; it’s only a couple of bruises. I don’t think we should do that here. Bill…”

“Is no longer a problem,” Eric finished for her. “He has already left.”

Sookie was surprised that Bill would leave without telling her, but supposed she could understand that.

Eric wasn’t giving her much choice as he slit open his wrist, holding the bloody wound out to her. “You wouldn’t want it to go to waste, would you?”

She rolled her eyes, then grabbed his wrist and took his blood in her mouth, lightly sucking on the wound, releasing him once she was done. “Are you satisfied now?”

He grinned. “I should be asking you that, but I have other ways to make you satisfied.”

Sookie shut her eyes when he thrust his cock again, forgetting for a second that he was still buried inside of her. “This is a bad idea. We’re in some one else’s house.”

Eric captured her lips with his, pressing his forehead against hers. “Not to worry, lover, they are just as occupied.”


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Spike flung her to the bed, getting on top of her and pinning her arms above her head.

“Finally, we’re alone, no chance of being interrupted up here. I have a feeling those two won’t be done for a while. I say we give them a run for their money,” he commented with a wink.

Buffy rolled her eyes, gasping when her clothes were ripped from her body. “Spike!”

He graced her with his trademark smirk. “Oh, say it louder. I love when you scream my name like that.”

Buffy laughed when he attacked her neck, peppering her skin with kisses, moaning when he fondled her breasts. “How is it fair that I’m all with the nakedness and you’re not?”

Spike pulled away from her. “Where are my manners?” He stripped himself of his clothing, so there was nothing left between them.

Buffy licked her lips at the sight of him.

That one action was enough to get him hard as a rock. It didn’t take him long to pounce after that. He suckled her tits, lowering his hand to cover her bare mound and slipping two fingers inside of her pussy, pleased to feel that she was already soaking wet.

Buffy shut her eyes, opening them a moment later when she felt his tongue invade her entrance. “God, don’t stop!”

Stopping was the last thing he wanted to do as he continued to eat her out. “Fuck, you taste so bloody delicious. A man could feast on you for an eternity and never get enough.” She came hard then, and he licked up every drop of cum that gushed out of her.

“Wow, that was amazing,” she panted.

“You are good on a man’s ego, I’ll give you that, but we’re not even close to being finished.”

Buffy threw her head back when his cock entered her, digging her nails in his flesh.

Spike kept his thrusts slow at first, but couldn’t last much longer with the sounds she was making. He made his thrusts hard and fast, pounding her into the mattress, but she had no complaints. He knew she was close, waiting for her to come first, and then following right behind her. Spike lay there on top of her for a second, panting hard, even though he didn’t need to. Not wanting to crush her, he moved to her side, pulling her closer once they were both comfortable. “That was definitely worth the wait,” he said to break the silence.

She smiled, snuggling up to him. “That’s good to know.”


* * * * *


Buffy was surprised to see Sookie and Eric in her kitchen the next morning, especially when it was light out.

“Isn’t it your bed time?” she asked him.

Sookie rolled her eyes. “That’s what I said, but he insisted on coming up here with me. Eric, it’s sunlight out, what could possibly happen to me? I’ll be fine, but you’re exhausted, you need to go back to bed.”

Spike came downstairs then, smiling in satisfaction that he was able to be awake during the day, without feeling overly tired.

Eric sent him a glare, but Sookie was right, he would be no good to her like this. “You will watch her,” he told them, it wasn’t a question.

“We’re not bloody babysitters,” Spike mumbled.

Buffy slapped him on the arm. “She’ll be safe, Eric. I told you, the gem doesn’t exist anymore. There’s no chance Logan could show up right now.”

That gave him some reassurance and with a kiss to the top of Sookie’s head, he made his way back down to the basement.

Spike took out a cigarette. He was about to light it, but Buffy snatched it out of his hand before he could.

“Not in the house, you don’t.”

He scowled. “Right, I’ll go outside and meet a dusty ending just for a fag.”

“You could just not smoke,” she explained.

“Spoil all my fun,” he said with a pout, like a little boy who got his favorite toy taken away. “I’ll be watching the telly.”

Buffy rolled her eyes once he left, turning back to Sookie. “Why do we put up with them?”

She smiled. “That’s the million dollar question. I think I can get why you would put up with Spike, and it’s so obvious how devoted he is to you.”

“Eric is the same way with you.”

Sookie shrugged, glancing down at the counter. “I know he means well, but I think for the most part, Eric just wanted me to spite Bill. And now that Bill is gone, I’m not sure how much longer that would last. I don’t know if I can really trust him. I trusted Bill, and look where that got me.”

Buffy realized that she had a lot more in common with this girl. If it was a year ago, she would probably be saying the same thing about Spike, but it was obvious to anyone how much Eric loved her. It may not be obvious to either of them yet, but it was to those around them. They just needed to open up their eyes to what was right in front of them, and she knew just how to do that, at least with Sookie. The girl was in denial, and Buffy needed to change that.

Sookie kept herself busy by looking around the room, but a disturbing thought had her turning back to the other woman.

How anyone could not want that vampire is beyond me. Eric is sex on legs, if Sookie and Spike weren’t around, I would give him a go right now. I bet he really knows how to please a woman.

“What the hell?” Sookie claimed, appalled by what she just heard. “You have your own vampire, stay away from mine. What would Spike think if he knew how you really felt? He’s a nice guy, he doesn’t deserve that.”

Buffy turned to her, crossing her arms over her chest. “I thought you weren’t going to read my mind anymore.”

Sookie was stunned that Buffy didn’t seem all that offended by her intrusion, and then realized she did it on purpose.

She got up, patting Sookie on the shoulder. “It seems you might care about him more than you think. You wouldn’t have gotten so jealous if you didn’t. Trust me, I’m not after Eric, but you’ve seen him, and he’s been around for a long time. You can’t say the same for every other woman out there. Besides, I don’t think you have to worry. He only has eyes for you.”

Sookie watched as she left the kitchen, having a lot to think about.