He stops in front of me and I don't think I've ever seen him look more beautiful than he does right now.  Curls of white blonde hair fall across his face as the candles add to the hollows of his cheekbones. He's completely naked and amazingly comfortable with his nudity.  The harsh lines and planes of his body are deceptive. 

 

One would think he would be uncomfortable to hold, that the leanness of his body would cause a sharpness where there is supposed to be softness.  That's not true.  Holding Will, is like holding a down comforter.  The softness of his skin is unrivaled by the finest silk. I reach up to brush a curl off of his forehead and he purrs under my touch. 

 

My sweet, beautiful William, I'll miss him when he's gone.  Having him here these last few weeks has been a balm for my soul.  Knowing that through all the torture I forced him to endure he's still able to love so openly and freely.  I open my mouth to tell him I'm sorry for the past but I don't get the chance to speak. 

 

His lips cover mine and his tongue thrusts into my mouth.  A harsh moan escapes me as I crush him to me.  I know that I'll never taste him again.  He'll belong to another in a few hours and all that was between us will forever be a distant memory.  I gave up my claim to him years ago, and with that I gave up the pleasure of his body. 

 

I pull myself away from him and start to speak again.

 

"No.  No words Angelus.  I know you're sorry.  I can't say that I am.  I wouldn't trade my time with you for a key to the hospital blood bank.  What I am is because of you.  All you can remember is the torture; I can remember the love.  You taught me to love, you're the reason I can love him now.  You'll always hold a place in my heart Angelus, never forget that."

 

His hand traces the place my un-beating heart lies before he gently places his lips against the exact same spot.  I want to scream at him that he's mine and that he can't do this.  But he's not, not anymore.  I gave up any claims I may have had to him when I walked away from him one hundred years ago.   And now as his eyes watch his lover enter the room, I realize that even if I still had claim to him, I would let him go.  Let him go because he's never looked at me with such tenderness and love shining from his eyes as when his gaze falls to Xander.

 

I hear Willow squeak.  Smiling I let my eyes travel the length of Xander's body.   He's such a dark contrast to Will's paleness.   Perfect match.  Coolness where there is warmth, darkness where there is light.  Theirs will be a true claiming; an act of the purest love and dedication.  The slight blush staining his entire body only adds to his beauty.

 

I watch as Will crosses to him.  I can't remember a time when I've seen him act with such tenderness.  Not even with Dru had he taken such care.  Approaching Xander I'm careful to stay behind Will.  Xander's nervous eyes meet mine when I speak to him.

 

"Are you ready?"  At his nod, I continue.  "There's a knife on the small table next to the bed in case you can't break the skin with your teeth."  His blush deepens and I watch as Spike squeezes his hand in reassurance.  I lightly tap Will on the shoulder signally that he should take Xander to the bed.

 

I turn to face Willow and Giles and nod.  It's time.

 

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I feel the slight tremor in his body as I lead him to the bed.  Once we reach the bed I gently position him in the middle before pulling the netting down around the bed.  The others can still see everything happening on the bed but it affords him a small measure of privacy and I'm thankful to Angel for thinking of it.

 

Climbing into the bed next to him I pull his trembling body to mine.  I shift him to face me so his back is to the others.  Tracing his brow with my finger I gently lay my lips against his. 

 

"I've missed you, pet."  I let my lips feather his face with soft kisses.  I can feel the tension begin to seep out of his body.  Letting my hands glide up and down his back in soft caresses I hear the hitch in voice as he starts to speak.

 

"God, Spike, I thought I lost you.  Don't leave me again, please.  I can't live without you."

 

"Never again luv, never again."

 

I bring his mouth to mine.  His mouth opens under mine immediately letting his tongue out to catch mine.  I can't help the moan the rumbles through my chest. 

 

I shift him under me and let my body settle between his legs.  His sharp hiss of breath as our cocks meet fuels my need.  I trail my tongue along his jaw, down his throat to his nipples.  Taking one in my mouth I let my blunt human teeth draw it into a hard tight bud.  His back arches as his hands tunnel through my hair holding my head in place.  

 

The soft whimpers coming from the back of his throat have turned into full bodied moans as my tongue laves a path down his chest to his belly button.  Circling it and then diving in and out I let my hands shift his thighs apart.

 

Settling myself further down his body I lightly blow air across the head of his cock earning a sharp gasp for the effort.  Taking just the head in my mouth I concentrate on the soft patch of skin just below the head lying the flat of my tongue against him heavily.  I let him fall softly from my mouth as I cover his pelvis and upper thighs in soft kisses. 

 

I hear him moan my name, soft and low, and desire spirals through my body.  This is probably going to be the shortest claiming ritual in history.  I've been in a state of constant arousal for over twenty fours hours and having my mates hot body writhing underneath me will put my willpower to the ultimate test. 

 

My hand travels down to stroke against the opening to his body and suddenly I realize I forgot the oil.  Almost out of nowhere it appears at my side.  At least Angel didn't forget.  I pour a small amount on my fingers.  As I press one finger inside of him I swallow his cock to the root.  The dual sensation sends his body arching off the bed as harsh, loud moans spill from his mouth. 

 

Spreading him further I push in a second finger keeping the suction of my mouth tight but not tight enough to send orgasm rushing through him.  Adding another finger his hips take up the rhythm.

 

"Spike.  Spike, please.  Now, please, I need you inside me."

 

The sound of his voice thick and heavy with need sends me into orbit.  He's right, it has to be now, I can't wait any longer.  Pulling away from him I quickly coat my cock in lube and position myself between his wide spread legs.  Taking a deep unneeded breath to steady myself, three separate scents of arousal hit me.  I smile thinking about Red enjoying the show. 

 

"Xander, pet, look at me."

 

His eyes open and focus on mine as I press forward.  I see the lust flare as I finally seat myself fully inside his body.  The contact causes us both to moan.   Too long, too bloody long since I've felt him surround me.  I slowly pull out until only the head of my cock is still buried deep inside his body.  With measured strokes I pour out my heart and soul to him letting him know how much this means to me.

 

I hear Giles, Willow and Angel chanting softly in the background.  I hear the hiss of a match being struck before the acrid smell of herbs hit the air.  From the corner of my eye I can see Angel approaching the bed to my left.  Lowering my lips to Xander's I hope to keep him from seeing my Sire so close.  I know he'll be standing in that spot until the end.  He'll be the one to give the signal to Giles and Willow. 

 

Supporting my weight with one hand I let my other hand wander between our bodies to circle Xander's erection.  I match the rhythm of my hips and hand to Xander's sharp panting breath.  His body tightens beneath me signaling how close he is. 

 

Letting my human mask slip I lightly graze his neck with my canines.  

 

"Oh God, Spike.  Now." 

 

I let my fangs slip into him as I see Angel's hand enter through the netting and cup the back of Xander's head to bring his mouth to my neck.  I feel his sharp blunt teeth cut into my skin in the same instant I feel him splash over my hand. 

 

It's all I need to lose what little control I had left.  With two final hard, fast thrusts into his body I coat the inside of his body with my seed.

 

I register the bright flash of light that surrounds the bed as Xander and I feed from one another completing the circle.  When I pull my teeth from his neck I notice that everyone is gone.  Sliding to my back I pull Xander with me pillowing his head on my chest.

 

"Wow, Spike, I didn't know...I mean...wow."

 

I laugh at the awe in his voice. 

 

"You're mine now pet."  I can't help the blaze of possessiveness that hums through my body at the thought.  No one will ever lay a hand to him without answering to me.  My scent surrounds him as his surrounds me.  I feel him yawn against me trying to fight sleep.  I reach to the end of the bed and pull the comforter over us.  I pull him tighter against me as sleep wins the war over consciousness.

 

Chapter 7

 

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