AUTHORS: Salustra, Pet, and MistressMel 
E-MAILS: Salustra: goddess_salustra@juno.com ;  Pet: 
spikespet2001@yahoo.com ; MistressMel MistressDrusilla@hotmail.com . 
TITLE:  The Girl Who Loved Vampires 1/?  
RATING: NC-17
PAIRINGS: (this chapter) Spike/Cordelia  (total in the series)- 
Spike/Cordelia, Angel/Cordelia, Angel/Spike, Angel/Spike/Cordelia. 
SUMMARY: Spike goes to L.A. to blow off some steam and encounters 
Cordelia. 
SPOILERS: through Season 4 BtVS/ Season 1 Ats. 
CHANGES: Angelus was Spike's Sire; The Gem of Amarra was never found. 
DISCLAIMER: We don't own any of these characters; they belong to Joss 
and ME.  We really wish we could borrow Spike, Cordelia, and Angel 
for a little while though. 
FEEDBACK: Yes please. 
 
Spike is cruising in his Desoto south towards Los Angeles.  Harmony 
was driving him crazy...as was the annoying and ever-elusive Slayer.  
And he never found that damn Gem of Amarra either.  He thought he'd 
go to L.A., blow off some steam, maybe find Angel and beat him up for 
old time's sake.  He pulls into the nearest nightclub and goes 
inside. 

Cordy has decided after a long hard day of typing and putting up with 
Doyle's endless chatter that she was going out to have some fun for 
once.  She took a quick shower, not wanting to be in it long. She 
really did hate her apartment. She trolled in her closet to find her 
sexiest outfit.  Maybe if she was lucky she could find a new 
boyfriend.  She hadn't had one since the boys ran the last one off, 
saying that he wasn't good enough for her. Which was probably true, 
but that wasn't the point.
 
Putting the last touches on her hair and make-up, she heads out the 
door and down to Angel's car. After she had begged and promised not 
to hurt Angel's baby, he had agreed let her take it out for the 
night.  Hopping in the car, she heads out to the new club she'd heard 
some good things about.  Arriving about twenty minutes later, she 
parks the car and heads inside.
 
Once she gets inside, she heads to the bar to get a drink.  She 
orders a rum and coke. She makes her way out to the dance floor, to 
see what's shaking and who's shaking it.
 
Spike is at the bar, watching the dance floor, knocking back his Jack 
Daniels.  He's had several now and he's ready either for a fuck or a 
fight.  He scans the crowd, looking for a likely victim...when he 
sees a pair of shapely legs walking towards the dance floor.  He 
follows the legs up, to an equally shapely body, and...a face he 
recognizes.  One of the Slayer's friends.  The cheerleader.  He 
strolls out and touches her on the shoulder.  "Hey, cheerleader," he 
says in his sexiest come-on voice.  "Long time, no see."  
 
Cordy stills as she hears that voice and that English accent. That 
was Spike's voice.  Sighing, she turns around to face him. "What do 
you want, Spike?" Looking in his eyes, then taking in his full body, 
her breath catches in her throat.  She thinks to herself  *When did 
he get sexy?*  Shaking her head to clear her mind, she thinks, *I 
really need to get out more. * 
 
Spike looks up and down her, with a smirk on his face.  "Lots of 
things.  But I'd settle for a dance to start."  
 
Thinking to herself,  *Why not?  He's sexy.  What can it hurt?  It's 
just a dance, right?* But she sighs, trying to sound put out. "Fine.  
If I dance with you, will you leave me alone after it?"
 
"If that's what you really want.  Let's dance first and you can 
decide when it's over." 
 
Sighing again, thinking  *What have I gotten myself into now?
* "Fine.  Let's go. I hope you can dance." After she says that, she 
downs her drink in one gulp, placing the glass on a nearby table.  
Walking out on the floor she start to move her hips to the best of 
the music. 
 
Spike puts his hands on her hips and starts to dance with her, 
gliding closer, moving impossibly smooth.  He slides one hand to the 
small of her back, fingers resting lightly on her skin. He molds his 
body closer to her, lowering his head to her ear, breathing lightly, 
and whispering, "How do you like it so far?" 
 
Pulling back from his hard body, she takes a deep breath before she 
speaks.  "Ok, Mr. Touchy-hands-guy, you can dance.  But I said 
nothing about feeling me up when you doing it. So just dance, ok." 
But gods, did he feel good next to her like that. She shakes her head 
at herself again. Jesus, she needed to get laid, but this was Spike-- 
evil vampire guy.
 
He smiles.  He starts dancing with her.  His moves are still 
impossibly graceful, and he never loses eye contact with her.  He 
focuses on her as if she is the only person in the room, the only 
person in the world, as he moves, just barely brushing her from time 
to time in the dance.  All too soon it is over, and he takes her hand 
and kisses it.  "Lovely.  Simply lovely.  Would you care for 
another?" 
 
"Ok, so you can dance, big deal. If I say yes, we play by my rules, 
got it?"
 
He smirks.  "Got it, pet.  Your rules.  What are they?" 
 
Smiling her brightest smile at him, she says, "Ok, good.  First, you 
keep your hands to my hips and lower back, but not in a sex way, or 
around my neck and shoulders. Second, you don't try and feel me up 
any more, or I walk right now. Third, this is just dancing. And last 
but not least, you buy all my drinks for the rest of the night. 
Deal?" With that she holds her hand out to him.
 
He sighs.  "You take all the fun out of it, luv, you really do.  
Dancing's pretty much supposed to be sex standing up.  But you are 
the best looking bird in the joint, and you can move, so I guess I 
will agree to your terms." He puts on hand on her shoulder, and the 
other on her hip, keeping a minimal distance between them, as the 
next song begins.  
 
"There will be no sex of any kind, mister. This is just dancing. And 
thank you, I think." Starting to get in the groove of the music, 
Cordy start to move her body to the beat. Cordy starts to move her 
hips and shake her ass to the beat, moving her body in time to the 
song, putting her arms up, throwing her head back, giving him a good 
look at the long column of her neck.
 
Spike glides along the floor, twisting and writhing, coming as close 
as he can without actually touching.  He watches Cordelia with 
considerable interest.  He imagines how she could move in bed.  When 
she exposes her neck, he resists the urge to move in and sniff it.  
He slides around and grabs her shoulders, spinning her expertly and 
stopping her by catching her hips, and moving perfectly back into the 
dance. 
 
Rolling her body with the beat, she turns around so her back is to 
his front. Moving back towards his body a bit more, she brushes her 
ass into him just a bit before moving away and turning around again. 
She takes his hands and places them on her hips, keeping her hands 
over his.  She then rolls her hips in circles and pumps them up and 
down.  Spike smiles, enjoying the feel of her warm hands over his 
cool ones.  He pulls one of her hands to his hip, and matches her 
motions, just nearly touching her with each roll. 
 
Smiling, she decides to play with him, thinking this could be fun. 
She moves back into him, grinding her hips into him, slowly at first 
then faster as the beat picks up. She takes one of his hands and puts 
it on her tummy, holding it there.  She places her other around his 
back on his ass, putting her head on his shoulder. He purrs.  Her ass 
feels heavenly against him, and he easily matches her movements, 
grinding against her as she grinds back.  He lowers his head, 
brushing his lips lightly on her neck, and then moving back.  He just 
can't resist.  
 
She moans a little when he touches his lips to her neck. That always 
was her weak spot.  Wanting to tease him a bit more, she moves away 
from him and turns and smiles at him. She places her hand on his 
chest, trailing it down to his belt. She walks around his body, where 
she puts her arms around him from behind. Rubbing her hands up his 
chest, she rubs her body down his back, grinding her breasts into his 
ass. As she moves her body back up, she rubs her hand down the front 
of his chest to his hips and upper thighs. She walks back around to 
face him. Leaning her body into his, she brings her mouth to his ear 
and whispers, "Is that what you were talking about, Spike?"

Spike is noticeably hard in his tight jeans as Cordelia does her 
little tease.  When she finishes, and leans in, he runs his hands 
lightly to the small of her back, and whispers back.  "Yes, pet.  
That's *exactly* what I was talking about.  You like being in 
control, don't you, pet?  I bet you like being on top."  He moves his 
lips down and kisses her neck again.  
 
Moaning deep in her throat as he kisses her neck, she 
replies, "Mmmm.  Yes, I do.  It's my way or no way." Being bold she 
runs her hand down between them to his hard cock, rubbing it twice 
before bring her hand back up his body to his neck, where she threads 
her hand in the hair at the nape of his neck. " And I see you like it 
too. Hummmmm. You like it when your woman is in control, don't you 
Spike?"
 
"I can go either way, luv.  I'm very flexible...in lots of ways."  
His eyes sparkle, and he brings out just the tip of his tongue to 
lick his lips.  
 
Moaning again as she sees him lick his lips, she says, "Well, that's 
good to know.  I'll keep that in mind." Moving back from him, she 
says in a purr-like voice," I need another drink.  It's hot in here." 
Adding to herself *And so am I.*  She walks in the direction of the 
bar.
 
Spike flares his nostrils.  He can smell her arousal now, and he 
knows he has her.  He follows her to the bar, watching the sway of 
her hips, admiring the curve of her back.  He gets the attention of 
the bartender.  "Beer for me, in a bottle, and whatever the lady 
wants." 
 
"I'll have another rum and coke please. Thank you." Watching as the 
cute bartender goes off to make her drink, she turns back to Spike." 
So Mr. I'm -the-Big-Bad, what bring you out to our neck of the woods 
tonight?"
 
"Blowin' off steam.  Getting away from Sunnyhell and Harmony and 
Buffy.  Thought I'd come down here and party a bit.  Didn't think I'd 
find you here, but I'm glad I did.  Always fancied you a bit."  His 
lips quirk into an evil smile, and he trails a finger down her hair 
to her neck, and strokes the finger up and down her neck. 
 
Mewling a bit at his actions and words, she says, "Really, now.  Is 
that so? And you said Harmony. You're not like, with her, are 
you?  `Cuz that's just ewwww, Spike."
 
"I have been, sorry luv.  A man needs his release.  She's annoying 
but she's willing.  I'd really rather have a quality woman, though." 
 
"Oh eww, Spike. Even still—Harmony? She's as dumb as a pile of 
rocks.  I mean, you can have a better convo with wallpaper. I mean is 
she even any good in bed? Oh no, scratch that, I don't want to know.  
And just what do you see as a quality woman, Spike?  `Cuz right now, 
I'm thinking I don't want to know.  And lord, please don't say Buffy."
 
"No.  Not Buffy.  She's a spoiled brat who's terrible to her 
friends.  I'm thinking that a quality woman is what I'm looking at 
right now." 
 
Blushing a little bit, she says, "Yes, well, you don't have to tell 
me how Buffy treats her friends-- I was one of them, remember?  
Though I don't like to spread that around too much.  And you think 
I'm a quality woman, huh?  You're not trying to seduce me, now, are 
ya?"  She quirks her eyebrow at him.
 
"Of course I am, luv.  But I'm also telling the truth.  I may be a 
bad, bad man, but I'm big on telling the truth."  
 
"Well, Mr. Vampire Guy, I'm not Harmony.  So if you want to get me 
into bed, you'll have to work A LOT harder than this."  With that, 
she walks away from him, shaking her ass, all the while making her 
way back to the dance floor. Standing just on the out side of the 
floor, she finishes her drink before making her way back out to dance.
 
Spike moves back after Cordelia, smiling evilly as he does so.  He 
moves for a second with vampire speed, catching her off guard, 
dipping her back, and licking her neck, then pulling her up to his 
chest.  "I'm willing to work harder." 
 
Moaning, she purrs, "Well then.  Let's see just how hard you're 
willing to work for it then, shall we?" With that she rubs her body 
the length of his, moving backwards to the floor again, just as a 
sultry song begins to play.  She moves her body to the beat as if she 
was having sex. Smiling sexily at him, she crooks her finger at him.
 
He moves closer, molding his body to hers, matching his movements to 
hers.  "This is hardly work, luv.  More like pleasure." 
 
"Ahh, yes it is.. But I never said that I would be taking you home 
with me tonight, did I? That's the part you have to work for. You 
have to make me want to take you home and fuck you til you think you 
will die again. That, my Vampire friend, is what you're working for 
here."  With that, she moves away from him, running her hands over 
her body, over her breasts, into her hair, down her chest to her 
upper legs and just between them. Turning around, she bends over and 
shakes her ass at him.  She is not wearing any underwear. 
 
He moves to her, running his fingers just barely grazing over her 
ass.  "Something to consider, Cordelia my sweet.  Vampires can go 
forever.  We don't *need* recovery time.  And I've got over a hundred 
years of experience to apply to pleasuring you in every way 
possible." 
 
Standing back up, she leans into his body, thinking she may just come 
from his words alone. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she grinds 
her body and ass into him, moaning as she says, "Yes, that is a plus, 
now isn't it?" 
 
Spike grinds back against her, enjoying every second of contact.  He 
sniffs her hair and runs his hands up and down her sides, lightly 
touching the skin.  
 
Deciding to throw her own rules out the window, she turns in his 
arms, placing her mouth to his ear, and moans, "Okay, game's over. 
It's time for the real fun to start. Do you have a room, or we going 
back to my rat hole to finish this?"
 
"I don't have a room, darling, but I'll get one for you.  A nice 
one.  I'd like to take you on clean sheets, with soft lighting and 
room service.  Come with me, luv, and I'll treat you right."  He 
purrs. 
 
"Hey!  My sheets are clean, mister, I'll have you know-- thank you 
very much. But I like the idea of room service. I have to take 
Angel's baby back to him on the way, if you don't mind. He'll freak 
if it's not back before tomorrow night."
 
Spike chuckles.  "Don't want to be upsetting Angel now, do we, and 
risking him interrupting our little tete-a-tete.  Of course we can 
drop it off on the way." 
 
"Okay, you ready to get this show on the road then?" She kisses him 
before walking off.
 
"Of course."  He walks along behind her.  "I like the habit you have 
of walking ahead of me.  I get a very nice view." 
 
They go out to their respective cars and drive, stopping to drop off 
Angel's car.  He then takes her to a very nice hotel nearby.  He 
checks in, and they go up to the luxurious room.  It has a minibar, 
refrigerator, microwave, and coffeemaker.  It also has a small 
sitting room, and a large, plush, inviting bed.  "Room service 
first...or after?"  He asks in a husky purr. 
 
"Mmmm, first, I think so, please.  What should we order? Do you even 
eat?  `Cuz I know Angel doesn't." Walking over to the plush sofa, she 
takes a seat, getting comfy, tucking her legs under her.
 
"Yes.  Angel is a fool who denies himself worldly pleasures, even the 
one he can have.  I enjoy eating."  He picks up the menu.  "Steak and 
all the trimmings, and champagne of course.  With strawberries.  For 
me at least.  Look and see what catches your fancy."  And he passes 
the menu to her.
 
Taking the menu from him, she looks it over.  Seeing that they still 
serve breakfast, she gets the sampler, with cheese, eggs, toast, 
bacon and sausage. And a large milk to go with it, ice water and soda 
on the side for later.  She also adds a banana to her order, having 
plans for it later.
 
Spike smiles and places the order.  A short while later, room service 
arrives and set up the dishes on the table.  Spike tips the waiter 
generously and settles down to eat.  Spike obviously enjoys eating, 
tearing into his meal with gusto. 
 
Giggling as she watches him eat, Cordy digs into her own food, 
moaning at the tastes. After she has finished half her food and 
downed most of her milk,  she looks to Spike and speaks. "So, how 
long you planning on staying here in town, anyway?"
 
"A few days at least."  He looks at Cordy.  "For a beautiful woman, I 
could always make time to come back for visits.  Maybe even 
relocate." 
 
"That's cool.  So I'll get to see you again before you leave to go 
back home then. And is that so, huh?  And who might this beautiful 
woman be that you speak of, hmmmm?"
 
Spike captures her hand and kisses it several times, and then turns 
it over and strokes her palm.  He looks directly at Cordelia.  "I'm 
looking at her right now." 
 
Blushing at this, but not going to let him play his games anymore, 
she says, "Spike, as sweet as that is, and as beautiful as I may be, 
we both know that you're not going to stay here much more than the 
few days you have planned. I've read your history, so I know that 
you're a ladies' man. Let's not play games here ok.. This is what it 
is . We both need someone to fill our own needs.  And we just 
happened to have found each other, ok, no more, no less.  Deal?"
 
"I make no promises, Cordelia.  You are the type of woman I could 
fall in love with very easily.  I could promise what you want but I 
hate to lie." 
 
Nodding, she says, "Fair `nuff, then. Let's just do it for what it is 
for now. And then we can see where it leads us.  How's that sound to 
you?"
 
"That I can agree to.  I'm really big on the do-what-you-feel, worry 
about the consequences later kinda thing.  You ready to try some 
strawberries and champagne?" 
 
"Good, then. And yes, I know all too well that you act first, think 
later.  But it's cool. So come on over here and feed me already." She 
pats the seat next to her for him to come and have a seat.
 
He slides the champagne bucket and flutes and the dish of 
strawberries down to the end of the table, and comes to sit next to 
Cordelia.  "Now how did you know I was going to feed you?  But yes, I 
can't wait to see your lovely lips around these strawberries."  He 
pops the champagne, and carefully pours as glass.  "You pour it like 
this, you keep the bubbles," he explains.  Then he brings a huge, 
ripe strawberry to Cordy's lips. 
 
"I know that, silly.  I was rich once a upon a time." Flicking her 
tongue out, she licks just the tip of the strawberry, then around the 
whole outside before sucking it into her mouth, chewing slowly, 
savoring the taste of it. "Mmmmmmm, that's really good." 
 
He smiles and brings the champagne to her lips, looking her up and 
down.  "Yes, I would say do."   
 
Taking a drink of the champagne, she sighs at the mix of flavors in 
her mouth.  After she swallows, she looks at him. "Your turn, open 
wide." Picking up a piece of the fruit, she dips it in the champagne 
before bring it to his mouth. He chuckles, and bites into the fruit, 
sucking it in and nibbling, and finally swallowing.  The tip of his 
tongue darts back out to lick his lips.  
 
Getting wet again at seeing his tongue dart out of his mouth like 
that, she decides it's time to move things alone.  She picks up a 
piece of the yummy fruit and plucks the end off of it.  She dips it 
in the champagne again, and placed one end in her mouth.  She then 
moves towards him so he can take the other in his.  He smiles and 
then moves forward, biting and nipping into the fruit, bringing their 
lips together. Biting her piece of the little fruit in half, she 
chews it quickly, and presses her lips to his a bit more.  She licks 
his bottom, then his top lip to gain entrance to his mouth and that 
tongue he has been teasing her with all night.
 
He opens his mouth to her invading tongue, while his own darts across 
quickly, licking the inside of her mouth.  He purrs, and she can feel 
the vibrations transfer to her. Moaning at the sound he was making 
and the feel of it, she runs her hands up his chest and around his 
neck, bringing him closer to her own body.  Pulling him to lay back 
on the sofa with her, she parts her legs so he is nestled between 
them, deepening the kiss all the while.
 
He chuckles inwardly.  She wants to be in control, all right.  He 
lets himself be moved, and enjoys the play of tongues between them as 
they kiss more and more deeply.  He runs his hands up and down her 
back, finally resting them on her ass, cupping the asscheeks through 
her tiny little skirt, and massaging them gently. 
 
Moaning and cooing, Cordy raises her hips to his massaging hands .She 
herself trails one of her hands down from his neck and around to his 
back, where she rubs and scratches before finding his ass herself. 
She squeezes it in her small hand. Wrapping her legs around his 
waist, she grinds herself into him. He moans as Cordelia grabs his 
ass and then again as she grinds down into him.  He pushes it to the 
next step. Spike moves his hands up to untie and release the halter 
top that Cordelia is wearing.  He removes it and tosses it aside, and 
gently touches and massages her breasts, tweaking her nipples 
slightly.  Breaking the kiss when she felt his hands on her breasts, 
she throws her head back and moans louder this time. "Oh, gods yes!  
That's it, baby, take me into your mouth, please." 
 
Spike moans at her words, and kisses down her neck to one of her 
perfect breasts, licking and kissing over it and finally sucking the 
nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue.  One hand 
continues to stroke her other breast, but the free hand now roams 
down towards her ass again.  One finger slides around and into her 
rapidly moistening slit.  She rolls her head from side to side as he 
attaches his mouth to her breast .Her skin is as on fire as his mouth 
was cool.  It felt so damn good. "Yes, pleaseee more… I need more." 
With that she raises her hips to meet his questing fingers.
 
He sucks harder on her breast, gently applying his teeth.  He doesn't 
want to push her too hard before he knows what pleases her.  He slips 
a second finger into her slit and begins pumping.  He sniffs, loving 
the warm scent of her growing arousal and enjoyment.  She yelps as he 
slides a second finger into her.  It had been too long since she had 
last been with anyone.  And she'd never had sex with anyone before.  
But she was no virgin to foreplay and knew how she liked it. "Oooh, 
christ baby, that feels soo fucking good. Harder everywhere 
pleaseee!  I won't break."
 
He growls slightly and purrs harder.  He sucks her nipple into his 
mouth and bites with blunt teeth.  His other hand starts to pull and 
tweak on her nipple, roughly working it into a hard peak.  And his 
fingers thrust more roughly into her.  She can feel his hard cock 
pressing against her stomach through his jeans.  
 
Moaning and mewling her pleasure, she picks up the rhythm of his 
thrusting hand, pumping her hips in time. Reaching her hand down the 
front of his jeans, she start to undo them to free his raging hard 
on.  She begins to pump his erection in her hand. 
 
He growls long and low as she undoes his pants.  She is a little 
tigress, this one, and he looks forward to being inside her.  He 
bites her nipple a little harder, pulling back with his teeth.  He 
moves his thumb to play lightly around her bud, just to see what sort 
of reaction he gets.  Cordy shrieks when he touches her clit. 
Moaning, she says, "No one's ever bothered with my clit before-- do 
it again please. Make me cum, Spike, please make me cum."
 
He lifts his mouth from her breast just long enough to say, "With 
pleasure, luv."  Then he moves his mouth back to her breast and 
begins flicking his thumb back and forth across her clit.  Moaning, 
mewling, and yelping a bit, Cordelia is about to cum from just this 
little bit of foreplay.  No one had ever made her feel like this 
before-- ever. "I'm going to cum--so close, gonna cum, Spike."
 
Spike flicks his finger faster and rubs her clit harder.  He moans 
happily onto her breast.  He loves giving pleasure as much as 
receiving it.  Raising her hips to meet his questing fingers, she 
starts to pick up the pace of her own hand on his cock, pumping 
faster and faster, wanting him to cum with her. "Not long now. Are 
you getting closer to cumming yet yourself?"
 
Spike lifts his mouth from her breast again.  "Yes, luv.  Just a 
little more."  
Her head rolling back and forth from side to side from all that she's 
feeling, panting now, she says, "Ok." Pumping him harder and faster 
wanting him to cum with her, her moaning starts to get louder and 
louder by the min. She just on the edge now.  It won't take much to 
push her over into the bliss of orgasm. He flicks harder.  He takes a 
deep scent of her arousal, imagines being in her, and starts to cum 
as he flicks extra hard on her clit.  Screaming out when she cums, 
she bucks her hips up into his hand, still pumping him as well 
milking him for all he's worth.  Panting hard, she pulls him from her 
breast with her free hand to kiss him sweetly before falling to the 
sofa.  Trying to catch her breath, she pants out, "Wow." 
 
Spike reaches across and grabs a napkin to clean himself and tuck 
himself away, before he moves over to stroke her face 
gently.  "That's all you have to say?  Wow?"  He chuckles.  "Perhaps 
I have lost my touch." 
 
Smiling at him, she sighs, saying, "No, wow is all that comes to me. 
That was the best thing I've ever felt in my life. And your touch is 
just fine, believe me. Now what, though? Are you going to make love 
to me or just send me on my way?"
 
"I would like very much to make love to you, my dear.  I think I 
indicated earlier that we vampires had no recovery time.  I was 
pretty intent on taking you over and over again until you passed out 
from it.  Assuming that plan is all right with you.  Though perhaps 
we might move to the bedroom." He grins.
 
Grinning herself, Cordy gets up from the sofa.  She undoes the side 
zipper on her skirt, letting it fall from her body.  Stepping out of 
it, she walks in the direction of the bedroom, shaking her ass the 
whole way, still wearing her knee boots.
 
Spike grins, and quickly strips out of his clothes, following her 
into the bedroom.  "Love the knee boots, pet."  He smirks.  "And you 
are a fucking goddess."  He runs his hands over her, then pulls her 
into a passionate kiss. 
 
Moaning into the kiss, she rubs her hands all over every part of his 
body she can reach. Breaking the kiss she whispers to him, "Make love 
to me please."
He scoops her up into his arms and places her gently on the bed, 
climbing in after her.  He runs his hands down her body to her 
thighs, parting them, stroking her inner thighs.  He leans forward, 
hovering just over her, kissing her, as he smoothly and firmly 
inserts himself into her waiting wetness.  He tears through 
unexpected resistance and his eyes go wide.  He looks into Cordelia's 
eyes, and touches her face as he continues to thrust, but much slower 
and more gently.  "Luv...oh luv, why didn't you tell me?  I could 
have made it much more gentle for you." 
 
Panting from the pain she says, "Because I didn't want you to tell me 
no.. And the pain is less now. It would have been more so if you had 
gone slowly.  Besides, I don't want it gentle." And to prove her 
point she slams her hips up into him, clamping her inner muscles 
around him.
 
Spike growls.  "Never one to refuse a lady what she desires."  He 
begins pumping harder in and out of her.  He licks and kisses and 
nibbles and bites on her neck as he moves in and out of her.  
Moaning, she rises to meet him thrust for thrust, loving the feelings 
that were running through her body, mewling as he nips and licks at 
her neck, loving how it feels. "Oooh gods this feels soo good.  You 
feel sooo fucking good. Faster, harder, please."
 
Spike purrs and rumbles as he thrusts into her.  He is flattered and 
aroused beyond belief that she has surrendered her virginity to him.  
She feels like a silken glove holding him inside.  He picks up the 
pace, thrusting harder and faster, rocking and angling himself to hit 
her G-spot.  He wants to make this as pleasurable for her as he 
possibly can.  Moaning louder, she thrusts with him. "Oooh my gods, 
I'm glad I waited to do this. Christ, I'm gonna cum. Bite me, please 
bite me. Just not on my neck-- Angel will flip if he sees it."
 
"Glad to bite you, my sweet...but don't mention Angel in bed.  It 
kills the mood," he says teasingly.  He starts kissing on her neck, 
biting with blunt teeth, moving down to her chest.  He sucks one her 
nipples into her mouth, getting it hard, then he slowly shifts into 
game face.  He bites into her breast. 
Screaming out when he bites into her breast, she cums 
hard. "Spikeeeeeeeee!" Slamming her hips up into him a couple times, 
she rides out her orgasm, feeling another one building quickly. "I'm 
gonna cum again. Ahhhhhhh."
 
He shifts out of game face, sipping a little blood and then licking 
the wounds closed.  He keeps pumping into her, whispering, "And again 
and again, luv.  I intend to make this a regular occurrence 
tonight."  
 
Arching her back, she cums again from his words alone. "Christ, I 
hope so."  Bringing his mouth to hers, she kisses him hard and deep, 
sucking his tongue into her mouth. Trusting with him, she runs her 
hands down his back scratching her nails into him on the way back up, 
wrapping her booted legs around his lower back.  He growls into her 
mouth as she scratches her nails into him.  *God, what a little 
tigress.  She has more spirit than any three normal women.  First 
time sex, being bitten by a vampire, and still she keeps pressing 
harder, for more.  What a magnificent appetite.*  He keeps pumping 
harder, determined to make her cum at least one more before his own 
release.    
 
Growling a bit herself now, striving for her next orgasm, she starts 
to grind up into him, circling her hips as she does.  She drags her 
nails back down his back to his ass, where she grabs hold of it, 
squeezing it, digging her nails in, making him pump his hips in to 
her harder still. Breaking the kiss, she starts a steady stream of 
scream-like moans. He can feel her tightening, feel her approaching, 
and he goes over the edge, cumming deep within her, continuing to 
pump.  She screams out,  "Spikeeee!" as she cums again for the fourth 
time that night. "Oooh gods, yessss."
 
He thrusts, his cock softening slowly, letting her ride out every bit 
of her orgasm before he finally stops and rests lightly against her.  
He kisses her, and starts to lick her breast where he bit 
her.  "Cordelia, luv.  You are magnificent."  
 
Blushing, she looks at him, her eyes soft. "You're not so bad 
yourself, my Vampire lover."
 
He stops licking and strokes the side of her face with his hands.  "I 
would kill for that look in your eyes."  He continues to touch her, 
gently.  "Why me, Cordelia?" 
 
Blushing deeper, she says, "Well, truth be told, I've always had a 
thing for you, since the first time I saw you in Sunnydale. But I 
didn't think you would ever look at me like that. So I never gave it 
another thought. But when I saw you tonight, it all came back to me.  
I had always wanted you to be my first, because I knew you would 
treat me how I wanted to be treated, and that you knew what you were 
doing." Looking away from him, she waits for him to speak.
 
He tilts his face back towards him and kisses her softly, holding it 
long, then turning it into a nibbling, devouring kiss.  He finally 
pulls back and looks into her eyes again.  "I wanted you from the 
first moment I saw you.  But Dru would have torn me a new one if I 
had so much as glanced in your direction the wrong way.  What's 
worse, she would have tortured and killed you.  But there's no worry 
of that now."  He grins.  "But you're right, I do know what I'm 
doing. I'm here for you tonight, Cordelia.  I will be everything you 
ever wanted-- *do* everything you ever wanted."   
 
"Yeah, loonie toons was a big problem back then.  But I'm glad I 
don't have to worry about her coming after me now.  "Pouting a little 
bit she says, "Okay-- just for tonight. You'll do anything I want. 
I'm good with that.  So I guess we better make the best of it then. I 
have to go to work in the morning so…"
 
"No, you misunderstand me, not just for tonight.   After tonight I 
want there to be many more nights, Cordelia. But tonight is 
special."  He touches her lips.  "I love the pout, though.  It makes 
me want to spank you.  Naughty little girl." 
 
Moaning at everything he just said, she leans into him, biting his 
lower lip before sucking it into her mouth, kissing him again. She 
slowly starts to thrust her hips into him again, more than ready to 
go again.  He hardens at her eagerness, and he starts moving in and 
out of her.  "Ready for more, my little tigress?"  He grasps her and 
rolls over so that she is on top.  "I'm all yours."
 
"Mmmm-- was hoping you would do that. Tigress, huh? I like it. Now I 
have to find a cute little name for you too." Leaning forward on him, 
she kisses him as she starts to move her hips up and down on him at a 
painstakingly slow rate.
 
He trails his hands down her back and onto her asscheeks.  He cups 
one in each hand and begins to massage them.  He purrs, contentedly, 
as she rides him slowly. Increasing her pace on him, she starts to 
take him in three times shallow and on the fourth time down fast and 
hard.  She repeats this rhythm for a while, moaning every time he 
hits her womb.
 
He moans as she rides down hard.  "Lady knows what she wants," he 
purrs approvingly.  He slides his hands back up to her neck and 
strokes it, rubbing his thumbs up and down it.  "You have a wonderful 
neck," He says.  "I need to get you something nice to wear on it." 
 
Mewling as she rides him harder still, grinding into him now as well, 
rubbing her clit into his pelvic bone on each down stroke. "Flattery, 
compliments, and presents will get you everywhere Kitten.  Ohhh, god, 
everywhere."
 
He begins to buck his hips and grind back in time with her 
thrusts.  "Everywhere?"  He licks his lips and moans.  "Gotta 
remember that." 
 
Throwing her head back as he begins to thrust with her, loving all 
the new sensations that are running though her body, panting and 
mewling, she says, "Ooh, godsss yesss, anywhere! Soo good baby, soo 
good. Ahhhmmmm."
 
His purrs grow louder and louder as she rides him.  He pulls his head 
up to her neck and begins licking.   "Mmmm...you taste so good." 
 
"Christ, Spike!  Mmmmm.  Lick me again harder, please, I love it. God 
knows I do.  I wish you could bite me.  Think you could suck on my 
neck without leaving a mark? Or, at least, without leaving a big one? 
I love to have my neck sucked."
 
He licks some more. "It's a matter of pressure and time, luv.  Yes, I 
can suck without leaving a mark.  Trust me."  He starts sucking on 
her neck, staying in one spot just a certain period of time before he 
stops and moves to another.  He continues purring and thrusting his 
hips up into her, thrusting harder. 
 
"Oooohhh my godddd!  Mmmm.  That's a good kitty." Thrusting harder on 
him, now almost slamming down on him, she mewls loudly, moaning in 
the back of her throat, leaning into him more so he will suck harder 
on her neck, not caring. "Please suck harder—please!  I don't care if 
you leave a mark.  Godsss please."
 
Spike latches down on her throat, sucking harder, much harder.  No 
need to breathe, so he can form suction without worrying about 
breathing.  He chuckles a little inwardly, wondering what Angel will 
make of all this tomorrow.  His purr is a loud rumble now, shaking 
his chest. 
 
"Oohhh lord. I'm going to cum again." Between the vibrations coming 
from his chest and him sucking on her neck, she wasn't going to last 
long. Not long at all.
 
He begins to jack his hips hard into her, and grabs her ass to help 
pull her down into him.  He is building quickly to a completion 
himself.  Cumming again as he starts to thrust into her harder, she 
screams out his name as she does. "Spikeeeeeee!"
 
As her muscles clamp down on him he lets go too, continuing to pump 
into her as they both cum.  He finally stills and his mouth detaches 
from her neck.  "Oh, a hell of a mark, luv.  It's a beauty."  He 
chuckles. 
 
"Ooh god really? Will I be able to cover it up, you think, with make-
up maybe?"
 
"No expert on that, luv.  Don't wear it myself.  You can try.  
Sorry."  But he has a huge grin, and doesn't sound all that sorry at 
all. 
 
Swatting at him she says, "I said you could leave a mark, not 
something the size of the state of California. Jeez. I bet you did 
that on purpose so Angel would see it. You're a bad Vampire, you know 
that?"
 
"Yes.  I do.  I'm a bad, bad man.  And I offered to do it without 
leaving a mark.  Can't help it that you changed your mind."  He 
waggles his eyebrows at her.  He licks over the mark, tracing it with 
his tongue.  "I do love my work."  
 
"Mmmmm.  If you keep that up, I may just have to forgive you." 
Moaning deep in chest now-- it feels just too damned good for her to 
stay mad at him for long.
 
He rolls her onto her back and starts licking down her body, stopping 
to lick and suck and bite on both her breasts, then down her stomach, 
down to her mound.  He parts her legs, and starts licking across the 
outer lips. "Ohh, lord in heaven," she moans.  Arching her back, 
rolling her head to the side, she parts her legs wider for him.
 
He licks up and down, then probes his tongue in, licking up and down 
again.  He takes his hands and parts her lips so that he can move his 
tongue deeper into her delicate flower, licking and probing. Moaning, 
mewling, and groaning, she starts to rock her hips in time to his 
probing tongue. He probes his tongue deep, then he licks up and 
brushes his tongue lightly over her clit, then more firmly, then 
probing his tongue and flicking it back and forth over her clit. She 
screams as soon as he touches her clit with his tongue. "Are you 
trying to drive me insane? `Cuz if so, I'm all for it. Damn, that 
feels sooooooo good."
 
He moves two fingers into her as he continues to lick on her clit, 
then he sucks it hard into his mouth and sucks as he continues to 
flick it with his tongue. "Ahhh, my godssss!  I'm gonna... gonna cum 
again." Panting so hard she can hardly breathe, rolling her head from 
side to side, she rocks her hips faster. He adds a third finger and 
pumps harder, and applies just a tiny bit of teeth onto her clit.  
She screams out his name as she cums, bucking her hips up into his 
fingers and face. "Spikeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Panting hard, she falls back 
to the bed. 
 
He moves back up her body and licks her neck again, stroking her hair 
and purring to her softly.  "Like that, tigress?" 
 
Moaning, she speaks with a hoarse voice. "Hell yes I did!  It's never 
felt that good before .God, hell, yes, Spike, you're amazing."
 
He chuckles.  "I have been told before that I have a talented 
mouth."  
 
"Well, I'll have to agree with them .You really do. My god, you *so* 
do." Still panting a bit, she asks, "Can you get me something to 
drink?  I have cotton mouth here." 
 
"Of course, luv."  He pads back out to the sitting room.  "We have 
water and soda and champagne.  What do you want?" 
 
"Water, please. That's what I got it for anyway.  Thank you."  
Turning on her side, moaning a bit at the ache in her body, she puts 
the pillow under her head and gets comfy waiting for him to come 
back.  He comes back with the water and a flute of champagne for 
himself.  He hands her the water and settles on the bed, sipping the 
champagne.  He inhales her scent, nostrils flaring.  "Nothing like 
the scent of a beautiful woman.  No perfume can match it." 
 
Blushing at his words, she takes the water and starts to drink 
it. "Spike, I have to get back to my place soon .I have work in the 
morning.  I don't want to move right now, though."
 
"I'll drive you there to get your clothing, if you like.  You can 
sleep here and shower and go from here." 
 
"Ok, that sounds good to me.  But you don't mind?  I mean, wouldn't 
it be like this is more than just a weekend thing--.make it more 
personal?"
 
"Cordelia."  He strokes her hair.  "You are one of the most fabulous 
women I've ever had the privilege of being with.  I definitely intend 
to make this more than just a weekend thing."  His eyes are intent on 
hers.  
 
Swallowing hard, she whispers, "Okay."
 
"Now, roll over on your stomach.  I can see that you are sore.  I 
intend to give you a massage.  It would be better with oil but we'll 
make do."  
 
"Mmm. I am. Muscles that I didn't even know I have hurt." Handing him 
her  water she rounds over on her tummy so her can rub her back.  He 
sets the water and his champagne aside.  He starts massaging, working 
first on her neck and then slowly proceeding down her back in long, 
firm strokes.  He works with the sure hands that come from knowing 
every pressure point, every muscle, every ligament and joint.  
 
Moaning loudly, she arches her back a bit into his hands.  "God, your 
hands feel so good. Is there anything you're not good at.?"
 
"Oh, lots of things I'm not good at, luv...but as far as things 
having to do with pleasure...no, can't think of any.  Pleasure is a 
bit of an obsession of mine."  
 
"Ooohh, god, yes, I can see that. So, mmmm, what aren't you good at?"
 
"Ummm....let's see.  Not very good at skiing.    Or ice skating.  Had 
a hell of a time getting around St.Petersburg.  I'm no good at 
waiting.  I'm an impatient sod.  Most other things...I'm either good 
at them or I don't care about them.  Always been a quick study."  
 
Moaning loudly as he reaches her lower back, she says, "That feels 
really good right there. Well, that's cool.  After this, I think we 
should go and get my stuff so we can get back to bed." 
 
"Oh, so you've decided to nix the idea of me making love to you over 
and over until you passed out?"  He chuckles evilly. 
 
Moaning again, she says, "Oh no. I just want to get my stuff first. 
Is that ok with you, my sexy kitty?"
 
"Oh, yes, that's fine.  I supposed it *would* be a wise idea for you 
to get your things *before* you pass out."  
 
Giggling she says, "I was thinking the same thing." 
 
He lifts his hands off her back and kisses her on the back of the 
neck.  "Then we'd better go before I massage you into a boneless 
puddle." 
 
Moaning from the loss of contact, she says, "Yeah, ok.  `Cuz I'm 
almost there now, so we should go.  And look!  I'm half dressed 
already." Giggling, she gets up from the bed-- still has her boots on.
 
"Yes, considering how little you were wearing.  The boots cover more 
skin that the little top and skirt."  He retrieves the top and the 
skirt from the sitting room.  
 
Laughing, she take her clothes from him. "Well, I sure as hell didn't 
hear you complaining earlier tonight about how little I was wearing, 
so don't start now." Putting her clothes back on, she's ready to go 
in no time.  She says, "Ready, kitten?"
 
"Oh, you have me wrong.  Not complaining.  Complimenting.  I'm hoping 
you have lots more outfits like that.  If not, I'll buy you some.  
And yes, I'm ready."  They go back to his Desoto and he drives her 
home.  
 
After she gets all the things she needs to have for work in the 
morning--clothes, make-up, all her hair stuff-- they make their way 
back down to his car and back to the hotel.
 
Spike takes Cordelia back to bed, and they continue making love, over 
and over.  He concentrates on her pleasure, making her cum again and 
again until exhaustion and sensation overload make her pass out.
 
 

PART 2

Waking at about 8:00 am, Cordelia gets ready to get out of bed when 
she feels Spike's arm tighten around her waist.  "Spike... kitten, I 
have to get up and shower.  I have to go to work. I have to be there 
at 9:30 . And it's already 8 am."
 
He licks the back of her neck, and doesn't let go.  "Call in.  We can 
spend the day together."  
 
Moaning. she says. "I can't, as much as I'd love to. And believe me, 
I'd love to.  I need the little bit of money I make there. Plus, 
Angel needs me." 
 
"Angel."  He growls.  "Woman like you should be dripping in diamonds, 
not working for a pittance."  He reluctantly lets her go.  "You'll 
come back, though?  After you've slaved the day away?  I'll give you 
a nice backrub."  
 
"Mmmm, that sounds nice.  And yes. I'll be back after I get off work 
at about 6. I get off at 5:30, so I can go to my place and pick up 
some more clothes. How's that sound to you, kitty?"
 
He grins.  "Sounds wonderful.  I like it when you call me kitten.  
Makes me seem all sexy and cuddly all at the same time."  
 
Smiling at him, she says, "Yeah, well, it has something to do with 
the fact you purr a lot and like to lick things too.  But yes-- sexy 
and cuddly too. I have got get going if I'm going to make it to work 
somewhat on time. But first, I need to take a long hot shower, so I'm 
off to do so." With that, she heads in the direction of the big 
bathroom that's in the room.
 
Spike calls out, "I could come wash your back."

"I said I was running late as is, Kitten.  If I let you wash my back, 
I know that's not all that will get washed.  So, no.  But we can take 
a bath later when I come home after work. There's a big-ass tub in 
here. That ok with you?" She gets the towels and wash cloths out of 
the cabinet. Getting the water just the right temperature, she gets 
in and moans as the hot water hits her skin. Wetting her hair, she 
gets out her shampoo that she brought with her from her place. She 
sets about washing her hair, making sure she scrubs it really good to 
try and get as much of Spike's smell out of it as she can.  She then 
repeats this on her body, making sure to wash every little part she 
can think of really well. Once she is done, she just stands under the 
spray, letting it wash over her relaxing.  Shutting the water off, 
she gets out, dries off, and gets dressed.  Fixing her hair and 
putting her make-up on, she walks out of the bathroom to see Spike 
just laying there watching the door.  She walks over to him, 
threading her hand in his hair, she leans down and kisses him.
"Baby, I have to go or I'm going to be really late, ok? I'll see you 
later."
 
He sighs.  "It'll be a long day without you.  I'll be waiting."  
 
"Okay, Kitty, I'll see you later tonight then."  With that, she 
leaves the bedroom and the suite to head to her long day of work.  
 
Arriving about half an hour later to work, she walks in to put her 
things in her desk and to look for Angel.  She finds him in his 
offices, standing in front of his desk reading some paper 
work.  "Morning, Angel.  What ya reading? New case?  Maybe hopefully 
one that pays big?"
 
Angel looks up and shakes the paperwork. "Old lady wants us to stake-
out her place-- says she thinks she's being stalked by 
leprechauns `cause she has a small gold coin collection. Cordy, I 
swear, can I bite these people?"
 
Giggling at him, she says, "Well, I don't think that would be wise.  
I mean it could get out that you bite the clients, and then I'd never 
get paid."
 
Angel leans back into the desk and sighs. "Fine, but I'm giving this 
to Doyle, I refuse to check on this. I swear it."
 
"Angel, I don't care who goes to check it out-- I just care that I 
get paid.  I would like to get out of that rat hole I call home 
sometime soon."
 
Angel nods, picks up his mug and goes to walk by Cordelia.  He smells 
that she doesn't smell the same.  He turns around outside the door 
and looks at her. "You change shampoos?"
 
Following him back out to the main room, she takes her seat at her 
desk, getting ready to start her day. "No, Angel, it's the same one 
that I always use.  Why?"
 
"No reason.  How about perfume?  Change perfumes?"
 
"No, Angel." Booting up her computer, she begins to work on the data 
base they needed. 
 
Angel fills up his coffee mug, still looking at Cordelia. "How about 
toothpaste?"
 
"Oh god, Angel, what are you on? And you mean to tell me that you can 
smell my toothpaste from there?" Thinking *If he can smell that what 
else can he smell on me or about me? *
 
Rising from her desk, she goes to get herself a coffee.  She hadn't 
gotten much sleep last night.  Damn Vampires and no recovery time.  
She walks over to the coffee station, getting her mug to fill it with 
black coffee and three sugars.  
 
Angel notices the hickey, and he smirks, thinking he knows why she 
smells different. "You have fun last night, Cordy?"
 
Blushing, she says in a huff, "That's none of your business Mr. Nosy- 
Vampire-Boss-Man-of-Mine.  But yes, I did.  And that's all I'm 
saying."  Walking back over to her desk, she sits down and goes back 
to her work, hoping he won't ask any more questions.
 
Angel takes a drink of the coffee and taps his nose. "Sorry, trick of 
the trade.  But now I know why you smell different. I don't do it on 
purpose-- just a Vampire thing."
 
"Ummhumm, yeah, whatever-- and that's just nasty, you know that? You 
can smell everything? Like everything?"
 
Angel nods and chuckles. "Yep, pretty much.  Enhanced smell—it's a 
curse and a gift. But seriously," Angel walks and hugs Cordy lightly 
and he smells something familiar-- he can't place it right now, but 
it's familiar.  "I'm happy that you're happy.  You should be."
 
"Thank you, Angel.  I am.  I really am. "
 
The phone rings on Cordelia's desk.  *Ring ring.*  Picking it up, 
Cordy says the office's slogan.  "Angel Investigations, we help the 
helpless, Cordelia speaking."
 
"Hello, sexy.  Love your phone voice.  What are you wearing?"  
Spike's voice says over the phone. 
 
Cordy's eyes go wide when she hears his voice. Turning in her chair, 
she says, "Thank you, but are you crazy? He's right here, sitting on 
my desk.  And you saw what I'm wearing--the same thing I was wearing 
when I left this morning."
 
"Ashamed of me, tigress?  Now I'm hurt.  And you know, the what are 
you wearing is a phone sex joke.  Do you want to have some?  You 
don't have to do anything but listen while I tell you what I want to 
do to you." 
 
Moaning a bit, she says, "You're so bad, Kitten, so bad. I can't.  
I'm at work.  But we can play when I get home, ok?"
 
Spike sighs.  "I'm going to have so much saved up to do to you when 
you walk through that door.  I'll let you go...for now."  He hangs 
up. Cordy turns back to her desk and hangs up the phone, hoping Angel 
didn't hear who was on it.
 
Angel sets the mug down carefully and says too calmly, "Do you have 
his number?" 
 
Playing dumb, Cordy just looks at him like he's gone insane.  "Whose 
number?"
 
Angel's eyes flash, and still his voice is calm. "Do you have the 
number for my Childe, Cordelia, or not?"
 
"No, Angel, I don't. What are you going to do?"
 
Angel picks up the phone and dials *69. "I'm going to call him.  You 
don't mind, do you? No, didn't think so. Thanks." **ring,ring**
 
"Well, actually I do, but I'm thinking you don't care."
 
Spike answers the phone, "Couldn't wait, could you tigress?"  His 
voice is a sexy purr. 
 
Angel shakes his head and lowers his voice to a growl when Spike 
answers. "No, William I just couldn't bear it."
 
Spike chuckles.  "Sire.  Should've known you'd call.  So good to hear 
your voice."  
 
Angel huffs. "Funny, I could've gone three more centuries of not 
hearing yours.  Cut the shit Spike. What do you think you're doing?"
 
Cordy sits there watching all this, biting her nails as she does, 
muttering to herself, "Oh, this is not going to be good, not good at 
all."
 
"Right now...lying here naked, thinking about your lovely secretary 
and what I'm going to do to her body later.  How about you?" 
 
Angel growls lower. "Not finding you amusing, William. Stay away from 
her. She isn't your sex toy, come later meal, you ingrate.  Do I make 
my self clear?"
 
"I have no intention of destroying anything that damn perfect, Sire.  
But I will not stay away from her.  She's the most incredible woman 
I've had in over a hundred years, and I'll be damned if I will give 
her up." 
 
Angel growls loudly now. "I will just find you and kill you. I'm not 
playing around.  She isn't a conquest or a game, Spike."
 
"She isn't that to me either, you lunking great hulk of vampire!  
She's the type of woman I could fall deeply in love with.  How can 
you work around her every day and not already be in love with her?"  
 
Cordy speaks up now. "Angel, I'm a big girl. If I want to date Spike, 
I will."
 
Angel mutters, "I close my eyes mostly, and think of sweaty, fat 
Russian pigs mating."  Then he raises his voice. "Shut up, Spike.  
You could fall in love with her?  Ha, Ha, Ha and I can make quilts."

Angel looks at Cordy. "Yes, a big girl with obviously bad taste in 
men. UNDEAD...EVIL...MEN. I should ground you.  Now be a good girl 
and hush. Daddy's speaking to the bad Vampire."
 
"Yeah, big bad man over the telephone.  I'm impressed.  Sire, you 
know perfectly well I can be in love...at least you should if you 
have any memory left at all.  Wanker." 
 
Cordy sputters and makes all kinds of noises. "Humph. Whatever.  
Daddy, my ass.  I have a father, thank you, and he doesn't ever tell 
me what to do or who to date.  If I want to date the big bad Vampire, 
then I will.  And you won't hurt him either. Or I'll quit and you 
know as well as I do I make this job bearable. So there." Huffing, 
she sits back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest, waiting.
 
Angel mutters again. "Not the point." Then he raises it again. "Did 
you use your wiles on her? `Cause if you did, I swear, Spike…" Then 
Angel looks at Cordy. "Who signs your checks?"
 
"Humph.  It's not like I can't get another job, you know. And I'll 
have you know I picked him up, so there." And with that, she sticks 
her tongue out at him.
 
"No, didn't use my wiles on her.  I used my hands and lots of other 
body parts, but not my wiles.  Wasn't looking for a feed or a quick 
fuck, Sire." 
 
Angel pulls out his credit card and flashes it at Cordy. "Will you be 
good while I interrogate the possible-- god help me for saying this-- 
possible boyfriend?"
 
Cordy's eyes flash, and she takes it from him, saying, "Maybe."
 
Angel singsongs, "It has no limit."
 
Moaning at that, she says, "Ooh you're a bad Vampire man, you know 
that?  That's mean. I'll be quiet for now.  But I'm not promising 
anything."
 
Angel nods. "Good enough." Then he stretches the phone and whispers 
into the receiver, "If you hurt her, you'll wish you were never sired 
by me, I mean it. I'll wear your intestines as a necklace.  I'll 
string you up by your toes—wait, no, toenails-- until they all yank 
out. I will make you watch reruns of Hee-Haw while playing opera 
music-- we know how you hate opera music, William.  Do I make myself 
very clear?"
 
"Crystal clear, Sire.  You're very protective of her.  Gives me hope 
for you after all."  
 
"Oh, that's just nasty Angel," says Cordy. 
 
"Fine, but don't think I won't be watching you when you're 
around, `cause I will be. Pain in my ass childe, I swear." Angel 
looks at Cordy. "Not going for pretty-- I'm going for effective.  Of 
course it's nasty."
 
"Ooo, you're going to watch?  Isn't that a little kinky?  Better ask 
Cordy if she minds.  It's not like *I* have anything you haven't 
seen."  
 
Angel groans. "Ok, had enough.  Bye, Spike. Hope not to hear from you 
soon, Spike.  Don't avoid pointy wood things, Spike." With that, 
Angel hangs up and looks at Cordy. "I hate this, you know."
 
Sighing, thinking that went better than she thought it would go, she 
says, "Yes, I know that, Angel.  But I've liked him since we were 
living in Sunnydale.  And I mean, if he wanted to kill me, he so 
could have last night many times, or even while I was asleep.  So I 
believe him, ok?"
 
Angel nods. "Fine, you're a big girl and I trust you.  He sounds 
genuine enough. But he has had a long, long time to learn how to lie 
to me. And over the phone, it's hard to tell. I'm just worried, 
that's all."
 
Sighing again, she says, "Yes, I'm a big girl, so I'll take my 
chances with him."  Snorting, she continues. "Now, I have work to get 
back to, so shoo, off with you."
 
Angel stands up. "Fine.  Shooing, shooing. By the way, I'm hotter, 
just saying." And he goes into his office. 
 
Laughing at him, she says as he's walking back in his office, "Uh-
huh, ok, if you say so." After he's gone in and closed the door, she 
says to herself, "But you didn't ask me out either.  He did."
 
After Cordy had finishes her work for the day, she looks at the clock 
seeing that she had gotten done early.  She writes a note for Angel 
telling him the she is leaving, that she would see him in the 
morning, and not to worry she can handle herself. But she'd call if 
she needed him. Giggling to herself, she calls for a cab to take her 
home so she can get a couple changes of clothes.   Then she heads 
back to the hotel and Spike.  She still couldn't believe she was 
doing this--having sex with a Vampire nonetheless.  She didn't know 
where this was going but for now it looked to be something.  Arriving 
back to the room, she lets herself in, sets her bag down, and takes 
her clothes off as she goes.
 
Cordelia is surprised to see rose petals on the floor when she enters 
the room.  They are scattered in a path. She follows it to the 
bathroom.  Spike is in there, lighting candles all around the tub.  
He has an assortment of scented bath oils waiting.  He turns around 
as Cordelia walks in and stalks sexily over to her.  "You got home 
early, luv.  I was setting everything up for you." He pulls her into 
his arms and kisses her passionately.  
 
Moaning, she threads her hands into his hair, kissing him back for 
all she worth.  Pulling back, she says, "I see my kitty was a busy 
boy while I was at work.  And I finished early so I rushed right 
here."  Blushing, she says in a smaller voice, "I missed you."
 
He purrs, a low rumble.  "I missed you too.  Been thinking about you 
all day, tigress."  He strokes his hands down her arms, and leans in 
to lick her neck.  "Are you ready for a bath?  Relax you and wash 
away all the stress."  *And the smell of Angel.  He touched her 
today.*  
 
"Mmmmm sounds really nice. Are you going to get in with me? It's big 
enough for us both and then some." Laughing, she sees the look on his 
face. "What's wrong, did I do something to make you mad ?"
 
"Yes, I intend to get in with you.  And no, you didn't do anything 
wrong.  I just got a whiff of Angel is all."  
 
Giggling at him, she says, "Well, yeah, I work with the man, er 
Vampire, whatever. So I'm going to smell like him."
 
"Yeah.  But he touched you.  I can tell the difference."  He 
sighs.  "Damn vampire nose.  But let's not talk about him anymore."  
He growls sexily and dips her back and kisses her.  
 
Moaning into the kiss, she brings one of her legs up and around his 
hip.  Breaking the kiss, she says, "Ok, let's get in the bath you 
made for me.  I've been looking forward to it all day."
 
He lifts her in his arm and carries her to the tub.  He climbs in 
behind her as the tub fills with nice hot water.  He strokes her 
neck, rubbing it and purring solidly and loud. "What bath oil do you 
want, my sweet?  I've got jasmine, gardenia, hyacinth, lily of the 
valley..." 
 
"Mmmm this feel so good.What else do you have?"
 
"Peach, rose, melon, vanilla, cucumber melon, strawberry kiwi.  I had 
the concierge bring me everything he could find."  
 
Giggling she says, "Sounds like it. I bet he wasn't too hapyy about 
it either. I think I 'll go with the cucumber melon please."
 
"As you wish."  He grabs the bottle and pours some oil into the 
water, mixing it in.  "And no, the concierge was quite happy to 
accommodate me with the roses and the candles and the oils, after 
being properly tipped.  It's amazing what a nice piece of cash does 
for people's attitudes."  He strokes his hands down her 
back.  "Haven't had anyone worth spending it on in a long while." 
 
"Well what about Drusilla , did you spend it on her?"
 
"What I got for Drusilla I stole.  I'm a bad, bad man...but she's 
worse.  She didn't appreciate anything unless it came with pain."  
 
"Mmm I see. I read about her too-- in Giles watcher diary's thingies--
so I know a little bit of her. All of you really. So I know what 
you're talking about with her.  Okay, enough about the ex's, huh.  
Let's talk us, and just exactly where this is going, if you don't 
mind that is."
 
"I'd be perfectly happy never discussing my ex's again.  So what do 
you want to know, Cordelia?  What my intentions are?" His voice is 
light but his touches on her are firm and intense. 
 
Moaning from the back rub he was giving her, she moans, "Yeah, that 
would be nice. I head all of what Angel said to you but not what all 
you said in return . So that's a good place to start, I guess."
 
"Aside from our many snarky comments and references to the past...I 
said that you were the kind of woman I could fall deeply in love 
with.  And that I would never hurt you.  Oh...and that I want to do 
many and varied perverse things to your perfect body.  That seemed to 
upset him somewhat."  
 
Laughing, she says, "Well that explains why he was all growly then, 
huh? And I guess the sums it all up nicely.  But do you mean 
it ..Really mean what you said?"
 
He turns her face around so that she can see his eyes.  "Yes.  I 
really mean what I said.  I know you have no reason to trust me, 
Cordelia.  I'm an evil soulless thing, according to Angel.  But I've 
never lied in matters of the heart."  
 
Turning more in the tub, so that she is facing him better, she 
says, "Oh Spike. I...I don't know what to say."
 
He moves his hands down to her ass and pulls her closer to him.  He 
licks up and down her neck and kisses her again, a gently nibbling 
kiss.  "You could tell me what you are feeling... where you think 
this is going, or where you want it to go." 
 
"I don't know where I want this to go. I know where I'd like it to 
go, but the only guy I ever loved cheated on me with his best friend 
and broke my heart. And I haven't let myself love anyone since that.  
So I guess that we should take a day at a time and see where it takes 
us.  Is that ok with you?"
 
"Yes.  I'm a live-in-the-present kind of man, Cordelia, so it suits 
me fine.  You're the one who asked where this was going.  I just 
follow my heart.  I'm sorry someone else hurt you.  He must have been 
insane."  *Damn Xander.  I should look him up when I go back to 
Sunnydale and give him a few things to think about.*  He licks at her 
neck again as he continues to massage her back.  
 
Moaning again, she says, "Yeah, he is. And I know I asked.  I just 
wanted to make sure is all."  Leaning into him as he continues to rub 
her back, she says, "Oh, guess what?"
 
He lifts his head for a moment.  "What?" he asks, before returning to 
his licking. 
 
"Mmmm, that feels really good. Anyway," She laughs, "Daddy Angel gave 
me his credit card earlier to shut me up when he was on the phone 
with you. And I still have it. It doesn't have a limit either. Wanna 
go shopping later and spend Daddy's money?"
 
 
"When did he become your Daddy?"  Spike chuckles.  "But yes, I'd love 
to come and watch you shop.  It will give me a good idea of what you 
like."  He pictures in his head getting to see her model clothes for 
him.  He sighs happily.  
 
"Since he was treating me like I was this morning."  Laughing, she 
continues, "And I'm sure it will.  I plan to put this card to good 
use. It will make him think twice about trying to shut me up with 
money again."
 
Spike speculates a bit at Angel's real motivations in giving her the 
card.  He doubts it was simply to shut her up.  He remembers being 
lavished with gifts himself when he was a young fledge and Angelus 
was trying to impress him.  And using the word Daddy.  He used to 
have William call him that, back in the day.  It had definite sexual 
connotations.  "I can see you've given it some thought.  Plan on 
buying any sexy little things to wear for me?"  
 
"Maybe. But only if you're a good kitty. And yes, I have all day in 
fact. I plan on getting a new cell too while I'm at it. And maybe a 
little something for you and Angel, just so he can't say I didn't get 
him anything with his own money."  Laughing again, she says, "I might 
get him and Doyle cell phones too, so we can keep in touch when 
they're out on jobs. And you, if you want, so we can talk once you go 
back home."
 
Spike nods.  "That would be good.  Definitely have to go back at 
least for a while.  Clean up unfinished business, break off and say 
goodbye to people, that sort of thing."  *Gotta find that damn Gem of 
Amarra, dump Harmony, maybe kill me a Slayer, and definitely look up 
Xander.* 
 
Giggling at him, she says, "Yeah, sounds good to me. I definitely 
want to be able to talk to you when you're gone. Spike, can I ask you 
something? You don't have to answer me if you don't want to."
 
"You can ask me anything, Cordelia.  Do remember that I am a bad, bad 
man, and I have likely done a lot of things that you may not like.  
But I'll be as honest as I can." 
 
Sighing, she says, "I know that, Spike.  I have read about a lot of 
the things you did when you were running with Angelus, Darla and Dru. 
And I *was* in Sunnydale when you where the there before graduation. 
So, yeah, I know all that. And right now, I don't care about it, ok? 
We can talk about that some other time. And believe me, we will. 
Especially if you're going to be my boyfriend.  But right now, what I 
want to know is," Taking a deep breath she says fast and all 
together, "IsareyougoigntobreakupwithHarmonyandnotnothavesexwithherora
nyoneelse?"
 
Spike looks into her eyes.  "That's part of the unfinished business.  
I have to break up with her.  And no, I don't intend to have sex with 
anyone else.  I'm all yours, as long as you want me."  He 
sighs.  "Well, there's one exception.  Someone who can demand sex 
from me and I cannot refuse.  It's a vampire thing." 
 
In a moaning giggle she says, "Angel, right? And can I watch?"
 
He chuckles.  "And I was worried that you'd be upset.  Naughty girl. 
Of course you can watch.  Not that he's going to ask.  Since he 
became soul boy he doesn't seem to want me anymore.  But I had to let 
you know it could happen." 
 
Giggling, "Are you kidding me?  Hell, yeah, I'd want to watch my two 
favorite vampires going at it like wild animals.  Hell, yeah, I wanna 
watch that shit.  And if that make me a naughty girl than so be it."
 
Spike soaps up a huge, soft sponge and begins washing Cordelia, 
scrubbing down her front first, lingering a bit in naughty places.  
His voice drops low and sexy.  "Naughty, naughty girl.  You really 
want to see it?  Because I could probably make it happen for you."  
 
Moaning as he washes her, she says low in her throat, "Mmmm.  Yes, I 
would. Could you?"
 
"I can try."  He keeps washing her.  "You wanting him too, 
Cordelia?"  His voice is intense.  
 
"Ahhhuphf.  Do I have to answer that?"
 
He moves the sponge and starts pushing it in and out of her 
mound.  "I think that's a bit of an answer right there.  But yes, I 
want to hear it.  If you want him too...I need to know.  It's not 
unheard of for vampires to share, you know...especially Sire and 
Childe."    
 
Mewling as he fucks her with the sponge, she moans out "Yes, I do, 
ok?  I want Angel."  She is panting now. "Happy now?  I said it. 
You're not mad are you? I mean, I liked him from the beginning, since 
he started to help the Scoobies. I don't know if it was `cuz he was 
Buffy's, or just `cuz he's hot as hell. But I have."  She is panting 
harder now. "Then you come to town and I was attracted to you too.  I 
think I have a thing for... for Vam... Vampires. Shit!  I'm going to 
cum."
 
He starts fucking into her harder with the sponge and moves a finger 
to start massaging her clit.  "Then we have to see what we can do 
about it.  Because I have the sneaking suspicion that he wants you 
too."  
 
She cums screaming, "Oh shitttt!" Still riding the sponge and his 
finger, panting, she says, "Really?  What makes you say that? He's 
never said anything or ever looked at me like he wanted me.  And 
besides, I know he can't have sex anyway  `cuz of the clause on his 
soul.  So we don't have to worry about it even if he did." She pants 
a little slower now.  She continues, "And you don't care that I want 
to have sex with another man..Vampire.. whatever? When I just asked 
you not to have sex with anyone else? I know that Vampires are really 
jealous when it comes to who they're dating or whatever."
 
He pulls her close and tight to him, and bites on her neck with blunt 
teeth.  "I am.  I am incredibly possessive, Cordelia.  There is part 
of me-- the primal, demon part- that wants to chain you up in a 
basement somewhere and never let you out."  He loosens his grip a 
bit.  "But the relationship between Sire and Childe is special, and 
different.  Under normal circumstances I have great difficulty 
denying him anything he really wants.   And as I understand it, the 
clause has nothing to do with sex.  It has to do with perfect 
happiness.  He should be able to have sex, but this new souled 
creature that he is seems determined to deny himself even the 
pleasures he can have.  As for how I know he wants you...he's done 
three things today that let me know this is the case.  And that's 
just over the phone.  I know him too well, Cordelia."  He continues 
steadily fucking her with the sponge and massaging her clit.  He 
loves watching her cum with his attentions.       
 
Panting harder, again on her way to yet another orgasm, she 
says, "Okay, there's that. But if it was just someone else aside from 
your Sire, then you would be chaining me up in the basement? And what 
did he do that let you know that he wants me? I didn't see or hear 
anything out of the ordinary. What did I miss?" Reaching down she 
take the sponge out of his hand an replaces it with his fingers, 
wanting to ride them to her next orgasm, and not the sponge.
 
He happily moves his fingers into her.  "Yes, if it was just someone 
else I'd be chaining you up in the basement.  And getting rid of my 
rival.  As for how I know he wants you, well... One, when I asked him 
how he could work in the same office as you and not already be in 
love with you, he muttered something about picturing sweaty Russian 
pigs mating--indicating he had to stave off naughty thoughts about 
you.  Two, he had you call him Daddy.  He used to have me call him 
Daddy, back in the old Angelus days.  It was purely a sexual turn-on 
thing for him. Three, the credit card.  He only lavishes gifts on 
someone he wants, Cordelia.  Four, he was *way* too overprotective.  
If it hadn't been me, he likely wouldn't have settled short of 
running me off.  Tell me if I'm wrong-- he's run off anyone else 
who's gone out with you." 
   
Moaning and rocking her hips, she says, " Oohh, my god. Yes, he has. 
All the guys that I've dated-- or should I say tried to date.  He and 
Doyle both have.  But he didn't have me call him Daddy.  I did that 
myself `cuz that's how he referred to himself when I wouldn't shut 
up. Oh, what did he say now? Oh, I remember now."  Putting on her 
best Angel voice, she says, " `I  should ground you, now be a good 
girl and hush, Daddy's speaking to the bad Vampire.' And the reason 
he give me the credit card, aside from shutting me up is `cuz I…I... 
told ... him .. that ..I.. would quit.. if .. he tried to ... hurt 
you. AHHH!  I'm gonna... gonna cum."
 
He fucks his fingers harder into her, curling them to hit her G-spot 
to send her over the edge.  "Don't believe me if you don't want to, 
tigress.  But I'm willing to bet that I'm right."  
 
"Oooh Christ Spikeeeeeee!" Slumping into him bonelessly, she pants 
hard.  She says, "I believe you if you say so.  But I'm just telling 
you what happened." Shivering she crawls into him. "I'm cold. I 
didn't notice that water had gotten cold."
 
He lets out the water and puts in more hot water.  "We'll warm up 
just a bit and then we can go get into the bed."  
 
"Ok .Are we still going shopping, though?"
 
"Oh, yes, the shopping.  I almost forgot. Let's get warm and then 
dressed and off we go shopping."  
 
"Mmmm, ok.  Warm first, then shopping to spend Daddy's money."  
Giggling she snuggles into him more.
 
They snuggle together, letting the hot water warm them both.  Then 
they get out, and Spike towels Cordelia dry, then himself.  Moaning 
she says, "A girl could get used to this."
 
"Good.  I intend to keep spoiling you as much as you will let me."  
His eyes glitter.  "We'd better get you dressed though before I have 
to ravish you again." 
 
Giggling, she says, "Likewise mister, likewise."  Going out to the 
sitting room area she gets her clothes and puts them back on. "Okay, 
let's get this show on the road then. I want to get you back here so 
I can have my way with you.  Over and over and over til I can't take 
it anymore.  Chop chop Kitten take your Tigress shopping." And with 
that she shakes her ass at him.
 
Spike chuckles and grabs her ass.  "Stop...that.  Can't resist the 
ass."  He kisses her on the neck and then spins her around, grabbing 
her hands and pulling her out the door. 
 
"Heehee.  Like my ass do ya? What do you want to do to it?"
 
He licks his lips.  "Lots of things.  Got a whole new world to open 
up for you there.  Assuming you're game."  
 
Moaning, she says, "Well, what if I wanted to save that for Angel to 
do?" After she says that, she runs down the hall to the elevator, 
pushing the button. Spike moves with inhuman speed and catches up to 
her.  "Definite basement time."  
 
Giggling, "And what will you do with me once you have me down in this 
basement of yours?" Taking him in her arms, she kisses him before she 
turns around and wiggles her ass into him. "Mmmm, what?"
 
He growls sexily, but he is smiling.  "Chain you up and have my evil 
way with you, of course.  Introduce you to the joys of anal 
pleasure."  
 
Moaning at his growling, finding it very sexy, she says,  "Mmmm, I 
find it very sexy when you growl like that. Mmmm.  Makes me wet. But 
told you already I'm saving that for Angel."
 
Spike pushes her up against the wall--gently but firmly. His eyes 
flash.  "Don't play, little girl.  I might be willing to share but 
not *that* much."  
 
Mewling, she rubs her ass back into him.  Moaning, she says, "And 
what are you going to do about it hummm.? Do you want *all* my 
virginities?"
 
"Yes.  I do.  And please, please don't play.  You're tempting the 
demon badly, Cordelia.  You keep it up and I will have to leave 
before something very bad happens."  
 
Moaning louder, she says, "Mmmm.  Okay, I'll stop for now.  Because I 
really want to go shopping. But later, maybe, I'll let you and your 
demon have all of me--but only if you're a good little Demon. How's 
that sound to my sexy Kitten?"
 
"It's a dangerous fucking game you're playing at, Cordelia.  Very 
dangerous.  But I'll wait.  For now."  He spins her around and she 
can see that his eyes are feral yellow and inhuman.  They slowly 
clear back to blue.  
 
Just than the elevator doors open and she pulls him in. "OHH GOD!"  
Smashing her mouth to his, she kisses him like she's trying to crawl 
inside his body, wrapping her right leg around his hip, grinding 
herself into his crotch, moaning in the back of her throat.  His eyes 
go feral again, and he slams the emergency stop button on the 
elevator.  He reaches down and rips her panties off in shreds, then 
undoes his jeans.  He pushes her up against the wall of the elevator 
and enters her roughly.  He is growling and purring.  
 
"OOHHGODYES that's it my sexy kitty demon fuck me! Fuck me hard. 
Oooohhh yeah... right there..AHHHHHHH."
 
He snarls and fucks her harder, plunging fast and deep into 
her.  "Mine," he snarls.  "Mine!"  He shifts into game face and 
starts licking her throat. 
 
Screaming, she says, "Yes gods yes yours all yours!  Bite me, please 
bite me, William," Whimpering she says, "Pleaseee!"
 
He sinks his fangs into her throat, drinking her blood.  It is with 
the greatest difficulty that he keeps himself from marking her.  He 
takes a few hot sips and then licks her wound closed as he continues 
to slam in and out of her.  
Screaming louder when he bites into her, she cums the hardest that 
she ever came in her life. "OOHH GOD!"  Rubbing her hand over, and 
through his hair and down his back, slamming her hips up into him as 
she does, about to cum again. "Baby, I'm going to cum again. Ohh god, 
but I'm gonna. Cum with me please."
 
He slams harder still, his feral eyes locked on hers.  He kisses her, 
his fangs scraping and opening small wounds on her lips.  He cums 
hard as he feels her contractions begin, throwing his head back and 
emitting a snarling roar like a panther.  Cumming again, she licks 
her lips tasting her own blood. And before she can say anything, she 
cums again when he howls. She really did love vampires. Moaning, she 
pulls his head back to her and kisses him softly. . "I think I could 
fall in love with you.. You know that?"
 
His face slowly shifts back.  "Good to hear.  Because I'm well on the 
way with you."  His eyes sparkle.  "Just a minute...something I need 
to do."  He kneels down and crawls under her skirt, and begins 
lapping up the combined juices from her pussy.  
 
Throwing her head back, she pants out, "Oh, Christ in a hand basket! 
You gonna make me cum again if you keep that up." She bites her 
bottom lip so she doesn't tell him that she loves him—`cuz she feels 
it, but she knows it's not the right time yet.  Still panting, she 
says,  "And you now owe me a new pair of panties too mister!!"
 
When he has gotten her clean he emerges from under her skirt and 
kisses her.  "I think I need to buy you a lot of them.  I really 
enjoy ripping them off."  He gives a low rumbling purring growl.  
 
Squeezing her legs together and twisting about, she says, "You soooo 
have got to quit doing that, or we will never get to go shopping-- or 
is that your point? `Cuz your going to make me cum again just from 
that."
 
"No."  He grins evilly.  "Let's go shopping.  Need to get you 
panties.  I'll save the growling for when we get back." He presses 
the stop button again and the elevator starts moving again.  He 
smoothes her clothes as the elevator crawls to the ground floor.  
 
"Good.  `Cuz if you're not my good little kitty demon, you don't get 
your naughty prezzie.  Now let's get a move on. I have shopping to 
do. And only," She looks at her watch,  "four and a half hours in 
which to do it.  We're cutting it close but I think we can do it-- if 
we hurry that is.  Come on  hurry that sexy ass of yours up, will ya?"
 
He takes her ribbing good-naturedly, his demon temporarily placated 
by the frenzied elevator sex.  And by her admission that she was his. 
He warmly remembered her screaming it to him.  There is a tiny, 
silent purr deep in his chest at the memory.  He scoops her up and 
carries her quickly towards the car.  "Fast enough, tigress?"   
 
Giggling, she says, "Yuppers, it is. Mmmm, I love it when you call me 
that. Makes me feel all hot and sexy.  You don't mind me call you my 
little kitty demon, do you?  `Cuz if you do I'll stop."
 
"I like it.  But it makes me want to purr, so you have to be prepared 
for that if you use that name."  He chuckles and sets her down next 
to the car, opening the door for her.  He closes the door after she 
is seated, and jumps over the car and slides in the driver's 
door.  "Where to?" 
 
Smiling at him, she says,  "Duh, the mall, silly Kitty.  Where else 
am I going to find all the stores I need to go?"
 
"You forget, tigress, this is not my town.  You'll have to give me 
directions."  
 
"Well, from here, the mall is like maybe tens minutes away, just off 
the boulevard here. You can't miss it, ok?" Turning in the seat, 
spreading her legs, she purrs. "And as for the other directions-- you 
can just put your hand right here." Taking his hand, she places it 
just over her core, rubbing the fingers back and forth over her clit 
and outer pussy lips.
 
He purrs.  "You are a wicked naughty girl.  And I like that about 
you."  He starts stroking his fingers up and down her pussy lips and 
then into her slit.  His thumb starts leisurely grazing back and 
forth across her clit.  
 
Throwing her head back, she says, "Mmmm hummmm.  You bring it out in 
me. So, what are you going to get while we're at the mall?" She moans 
as he continues to stroke her.
 
"Panties.  Lots and lots of panties.  Maybe some more shirts and 
jeans for myself.  And a suit so I can take you out proper.  And 
something lovely for your neck.  This is on my dime, though, not my 
Sire's."  
 
"Heehee, ok. Whatever my little demon kitty wants, he can have." 
Moaning, she thrusts her hips into his hand now, driving her wet hot 
core into his fingers, panting now, "But I'm buying your cell on 
Daddy's," she  giggles when she says this `cause it's just too 
funny.  "Card, though.  And I want to hear no fuss about it."
 
"No fuss from me.  You want to give me a present from my Sire's 
largesse, I'll accept it graciously.  I only wish I could be there to 
see his face when he gets the credit card statement."  He chuckles.  
He thrusts his fingers a little harder and adds a third, hooking his 
fingers to hit her G-spot as he thrusts in.    
 
"FUCK!!" Bucking her hips faster on his fingers, about to cum 
again. "I'm gonna ... gonna cummmmm."  Screaming out, she cums again 
hard.  Spike keeps pumping until she finishes cumming, and then pulls 
out his fingers.  He licks them clean, purring hard, with a little 
smile on his face.  "You taste sooooo good, tigress."  
 
Whimpering, "Ooohh god. Don't do that, or you may have to pull this 
car over. Oh shit!  Pull it over somewhere anyway.  I need to feel 
you inside me again pleaseee." She is panting and moaning with need.
 
"I don't want to be a bad demon kitty.  Does this fall under the 
category of being good, pulling over right now?" 
 
Growling she says" If you don't pull this car over Spike it will 
bad ...YES!!!"
 
He pulls the car over and moves Cordelia into the back seat on top of 
him.  He undoes his pants and pulls Cordelia onto him, impaling her.  
Luckily the windows are mostly painted over and block the view of 
those outside.  He grabs her hips and begins thrusting up into her, 
hard and fast.  Purring herself, she rides him for all she's worth, 
throwing her head back, she slams down on him as hard as she can, 
crying out every time he hits her womb.
 
His eyes go feral yellow again, and he pistons up into her.  He has 
aptly named her.  She is magnificent and fierce with a near-boundless 
appetite.  He wants to claim her badly.  He must speak to her about 
it soon--not too soon, he doesn't wish to frighten her--but soon 
enough. 
 
"UMMM UMMM UMMMM UMMMM GONNA CUMMMMM!"
 
He thrusts again a few more times, pushing her over the edge.  He 
lets her ride out her orgasm and then pulls her forward off his 
cock.  He tucks himself away, still fully erect, and then strokes her 
face and kisses her.  
 
"Baby, what are you doing? You didn't cum?"
 
He grins and kisses her.  "I'm waiting for it, dear.  For when we get 
back to the room.  I figure that by then I will be about to explode.  
And your little demon kitty will be completely ready to play."  
 
Sticking her bottom lip out, pouting, "But I want you to cum now.  I 
know you'll be *more* then ready to play when we get back home.  I 
plan on getting you all hot and bothered.  I'm trying on clothes, 
remember-- sexy little bits of nothing too."  She is pouting hard at 
him now.
 
His eyes glitter.  "You want to see me cum?"  He takes out his hard 
cock and starts stroking it.  
 
"Mmmmm, yeah, baby, cum for me." Sliding down into the floor of the 
back seat, she watches him jerk himself off.  Moaning, she snakes her 
hand down her body and into her core, thrusting two fingers in and 
out of herself.  Getting bold she leans forward and licks the head of 
his cock.
 
He moans and his cock starts to twitch.  Pre-cum starts seeping from 
his cock.  "Put your mouth on it, tigress, I'm about to come." 
 
Moaning she does as she's told, sucking the head of his cock into her 
mouth. She sucks on it a little.  At the touch of her silken mouth, 
as close as he is, he cums, pouring into her throat. Swallowing down 
all she could without choking, she pulls back sucking hard on his 
cock as she does, flicking her tongue as she pulls back. "Mmmm.  
Ok ,next time I do this, I want to make you cum on my own.' And she 
pouts again.
 
"What's the pout for, tigress?"
 
"I'm just worried that I'm not satisfying you--since I've never done 
any of this before."
 
"You are doing magnificently, Cordelia.  If I think you need... 
instruction... I'll say so, I promise.  I don't mind sharing my 
wisdom.  But thus far you seem to be a natural." 
 
Perking up a bit at this, she whispers, "Really? You think so?" 
 
"Yessssss."  He lifts up her face and kisses it.  "But I think we 
need to get to the mall so you can spend my Sire's money."  He lifts 
her back to the front seat and climbs back over himself.  He starts 
the car and heads off towards the mall. 

THE END