The Viking Hunter

Part 4
Present day earlier that evening

Xander had woken up just before sunset to find Thor sitting in one of the chairs waiting for him.

"Good evening Alexander. I trust you slept well?"

"Yeah, I did. Thanks."

"Clean up and get dressed. We'll get you fed and then I start your training."

"Training?"

"Hunting of course. I came to the Hell mouth on a hunting trip, I don't plan to give it up just because I have taken a Childe. Besides, it will be good for you to learn on worthy opponents."

"Worthy?"

"Yes worthy. Now run along and get cleaned up. I would like to leave soon."

Xander had never been at his most alert on waking. So he just did as instructed and stumbled in the direction that Thor had pointed to. Turned out to be a very large, nicely decorated bathroom. He took a quick shower, washing away the remains of last night. Both from his time with Thor and from his dream about Spike.

After drying off he came back out into the bedroom to get dressed. He noticed that Thor was still there so he kept his back to him with out looking like he was keeping his back to him.

Thor watched his Childe move about the room dressing. He was overcome by the beauty the young man possessed, he wanted to hunt his quarry tonight, but he was driven to have his lovely Alexander again first.

Xander sensed his Sires approach. He felt cool arms slip around his waist. He leaned his head back on his Sires shoulder. He was compelled to want this man. He had a lot more sympathy for Spike all of a sudden. No wonder he kept putting up with Drusilla running around on him, and Angelus being a right bastard. He really had no choice.

He felt the large hands slip into the front of his unfastened jeans, his cock growing hard instantly. He helplessly thrust into the hand wrapped around his length as he moaned. He was turned in his Sires arms until they were facing one another. Thor leaned down and gently kissed Xander. Xander fumbled with the belt at Thors waist, finally getting it opened he practically tore the pants open until he had his Sires cock in his hand. He stroked it softly and earned an appreciative moan .

Thor slid to his knees and engulfed Xanders erection. He slid it in and out of his mouth slowly, twirling his tongue around the tip on every up-stroke. Xander panted with unneeded breath and started to thrust into the cool mouth that enveloped him. Thor sped up his strokes and sucked Xander harder, taking him completely into his mouth and swallowing hard around the tip of his cock. That was all Xander needed and he came with a roar.

Xander took a minute to come down from his post orgasmic bliss. He then kicked his pants the rest of the way off and got down on his hands and knees. He looked over his shoulder to see his Sire's reaction. Thor didn't hesitate to mount him. He quickly prepared him and then slid into Xander from behind.

Xander decided that he liked this position just as much as the first one. Except for his knees getting rug burn. He thrust himself back against the older vampire in an attempt to get him to push harder. When that didn't work he simply voiced his pleas.

"Sire, please! Harder! Please!"

Thor pounded into Xander with a brute force. He pulled him up off his hands and grabbed hold of his cock as he continued to pound into him. Xander came again with a howl. Thor tore into the side of Xanders neck as he came right behind him.

They collapsed onto the floor and Thor pulled Xander close to him and licked the wound on his throat clean. He then brought his wrist to his Childes lips.

"Drink Alexander. You have not fed yet and my blood will strengthen you."

Xander felt his fangs drop, a sensation he was sure he would never get used to, and sliced into his Sires wrist. The blood was powerful, spicy, and rich. He could taste things in the blood, not just the power, but emotions and a lot of other things he couldn't figure out yet. He pulled his fangs from Thors wrist and licked the wound. They dressed in companionable silence and Xander followed Thor from the room.

Downstairs there were a number of human servants milling about the house. They were cleaning and setting things out on shelves and generally unpacking. Thor motioned for a dark haired girl of around 20 to join them. The girl walked up to Thor and bared her neck in supplication.

"No Chantal, I have dined this evening already, but thank you. I want you to meet Alexander."

"Hello Alexander. Have you dined this evening?"

"Uh, no."

"Then I implore you, feed from me sir."

Chantal walked to Xander and just as before she bared her neck to him. Thor watched the bloodlust rush forward and was pleased at Xanders control.

"Do not kill her. I make it a point to never kill my servants. Don't worry Alexander, I will teach you when to stop feeding before it becomes fatal."

Xander hesitantly leaned toward the tempting scent of hot living blood. He was at once aroused by the idea of sinking his fangs into her tender flesh and draining her. At the same time he wanted to run and hide, disgusted by the thought of it. In the end self preservation won and he gently pulled the girl closer and as painlessly as possible sunk his fangs into her.

Hot fresh living blood filled his mouth and he swallowed in absolute rapture. It was like nothing else he had ever tasted. He could lose himself in the taste of this girl, thankfully Thor did as promised and gently pulled him away before he could hurt her. The two of them swiftly left the house together, Thor in the lead.

Xander followed his Sire around the back of the large house to an older cottage on the back of the property. He opened the door and motioned for the occupants inside to emerge. Xander watched as 6 large vampires in game face came out of the building.

"Tonight we hunt. My quarry is a master vampire. He is of the order of Aurelias, William the Bloody. The last I heard he was described as having white-blond hair and dresses in all black with a long leather trench coat. You know the routine, tonight if we find him you will test him for me. I want to make sure he is worthy of my effort to hunt him."

The minions nodded in understanding. Thor turned to leave, Xander followed with a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. Spike was in trouble and he didn't know how to save him. Could he even save him?

Unfortunately, Spike was a creature of habit. Just like any other vampire he was naturally drawn to the prospect of violence. All Thor had to do was have his boys make enough noise, fighting and whatnot, and Spike showed up to investigate. Xander kept his back to the peroxide blond as much as possible. He didn't want the gang to find out about his turning until he had a chance to explain and prove himself. Besides, Thor had said that this was just a test tonight. This bought him a little more time to come up with a plan.

Spike was taking quite a beating. He didn't know where these vampires had come from but they were stronger than your average minion. He saw a blonde vampire watching from a distance, he seemed to be interested in the outcome of this little fight. Spike could sense the power radiating from the blond, it was a warning to him. He watched as a brunette vampire stepped close to the blond and whispered in his ear.

"That's enough. Let him go now."

Spike was immediately released. the vampires that were thrashing him simply turned and walked away. Ordinarily Spike would have jumped on them and beaten them to a bloody pulp but the simple fact was, his demon recognized the power from the other as stronger than anything he'd ever come up against. He scented the air, he picked up the minions, their scent still surrounded him. But he could also smell the other two, the brunette was a Childe, he reeked of his Sire. He was powerful too, young but strong. Spike raced off to the Magic Box to warn Buffy.