AUTHORS: dru as Faith & Evil Willow as Xander (Go worship the goddess that is EW!)
SERIES: Mile High Club
PAIRING : Faith/Xander
RATING : NC17 (highly smutty
with plenty of salty goodness!)
DISCLAIMER : We do not own these
characters. We just like putting them in lewd positions!
NOTE: dru and EvilWillow started
this, but dru finished it! Please, enjoy!
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EPILOGUE
TWO
YEARS LATER
I slowly open my eyes to the
sounds of my lover's pleasure. "Xand?" I ask, looking at him.
He's stretched out on the bed,
slowly stroking his hardened penis. "Morning, Faith," he groans,
thrusting into his fist. "I was thinking about being buried inside you,
but you were still asleep."
"Xanderrrr-" I groan.
"OH! Honey! Feel!"
"I *want* to feel," he
whispers.
"No, no, no. The baby-" I
place my hand on my swollen belly. "Two more months," I tell him.
"Two more months and Alicia
will have a brother."
"Alex and Alicia," I
confirm. Our two beautiful children.
I slide behind Faith, keeping my
hand on her stomach as our child kicks my palm.
I spoon her supple form and kiss
the nape of her neck. "You're so beautiful with our children inside you,
Faith. You're just beautiful *inside*. SO tight, and hot and wet… I love
drinking you down, burying my face in your beautiful cunt and inhaling you."
"Xand-" she whimpers. I
smile. Two years and I can still do this to her, I can still make her quiver
without even touching her. "PleaseXand!"
I chuckle and slide my hand down
inside her thigh from behind, so I can lift it back around my hips. This opens
her up and I slide inside her slippery heat. For a few minutes, I just lay
flush against her back with my cock deep inside her aching depths.
Shit! He feels so good inside me.
Still, after two years… after passing our child through my body as he watched
and described how beautiful it all was… Still. Always. My Xander.
My lover and finally, my husband.
I glance at the silver band on my finger. It was a year ago today that we were
married and it was seventh months ago that he devoured me with a passion that
rivaled that first reunion when I was only four months pregnant. I knew we made
a child that night.
I roll over onto him, my back to
him, and brace myself with my arms so I'm half-sitting in his lap, on his cock.
That glorious hardness that can fill me like no other, that impregnates me and
makes my body hum.
The change in our position forces
him deeper, bumping my cervix where our child is growing. His hands creep
around my stomach and hold our child as I move on him, slowly, up and down,
filling myself to the brim and rubbing the head of his cock against my g-spot
every time.
I can just see her beautiful face
keening and making those small little 'o' shapes with her mouth as she rides
me. I hold our child as she impales herself on me. Her hair falls back into my
face and she changes the angle. I suck her hair into my mouth… I'll suck any
part of her.
Speaking of… we have yet to find
out if all her oversensitiveness is caused solely by the pregnancy, or if it's
because slayers aren't suppose to be with child, but- I know her breasts are
aching for contact. Her entire body quivers and I feel her vaginal muscles
contracting tight around me.
She's coming and coming and when I
slide my hands up to massage and knead the milk from her breasts, she keens and
wails and comes again, flooding me and the very depths of her core. I don't
know if normal women come this much or if they drench their mates like she does
me, but I don't care. All the more I can drink later.
He squeezes my breasts, pinching
my nipples and I clamp down on his cock as hard as I can, using my muscles to
jerk him inside me. He clamps down on my breasts as he screams his release into
my hair.
I lay down completely on him,
crushing him with the welcome weight of my body and our child.
He's still nestled deep inside me
as I rest against his sweat-covered body. I'm drenched as well and I'm leaking
us onto his thighs. "Spread your legs, Faith," he whispers in my ear.
I feel his hands under the backs of my thighs. He helps me pull them up so I
open myself, as if to give birth right here.
My hands join his between my
thighs and I stroke the base of his cock as he brings his hands covered in us,
to our mouths. I suck the fingers into my mouth as I continue to stroke his
weeping cock. He slips out and I continue working him, making him hard again,
as he dips a few fingers inside my wide channel.
"I want you inside,
Xand," I whimper as he teases me with his hand. Even now, even when I'm
still groggy from the exhaustion of last night's love fest… I'm always ready to
accept him into my body. Any part of him.
"I just was, Prego."
She just answers, "You know
what I mean."
I know what she means. We've only
done it three times but those times were amazing. I was skeptical at first,
because I didn't want to hurt her. But we have certainly tested the limits and
advantages of her slayer muscles, time and time again. Just picturing my hand
disappear inside her… I'm hard again, instantaneously.
She flooded those nights enough to
let my entire fist inside her and she still craved more. I watched my wrist
disappear inside her depths and she shrieked and came and thrashed around with
me inside her like that. And she begged me to fill her completely, to the brim,
so I slid my cock into her virginal hole, my arm in her cunt, and the screams
that night actually shattered the mirror in our room.
No lie. Faith is a purely sexual
creature and her appetite is enormous. At first, I didn't think I'd be able to
keep up with her, so we started learning about tantra. We control our orgasms
now and she controls me. I'd have it no other way. I love my wife.
We've only done it that three
times though because it took a lot out of her and left her sore for days. And
we certainly haven't done it recently because of the baby.
And the baby? There is nothing
that turned me on more than watching my lover push our infant out of her body.
I watched as the doctors cleaned her out after ward and I can't look at her
beautiful sex quite the same as I used to. She's so raw and powerful,
especially between her beautifully tanned thighs.
I can't wait to watch her push my
son out of her. SO many times, *I'm* the one pushing things *inside* her- my
cock, my fist, a dildo- to watch her push something *out* is truly remarkable.
She calls me crazy. She asks me if
I'm sure I'm not a vampire, but after watching our child come out of her in a
sea of red- I find her sexiest when she's bleeding. Like I said, I'll drink
anything of her's down.
But no matter. I'm hard again and
I believe she's asleep. If she wants me hard, I'll be hard because she's my
wife and lover and I love her. My Faith.
I gently slide her next to me and
spoon around her, with my hand on her swollen belly.
There's nothing sexier than my
wife. Who would have thought? Alexander Harris, father and husband of the most
sexual woman in the world?
I was always scared of what would
happen after I died, but I don't worry about it now. Every day and every night
with her is Heaven.
-THE END-
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