"What was that?" Santana stated heatedly

Quinn's nostrils flared for a moment before she walked to Santana. Her aggressively deliberate strides made Santana tense her body, preparing herself for Quinn's intentions, but Quinn stopped a few inches from Santana, staring pointedly at her.

"What was what?" Quinn said, her voice cool and controlled, although her annoyance practically radiated through her body.

"What was with you acting like a territorial alpha?" Santana cried out in frustration, looking at Quinn in disbelief.

Quinn moved closer to Santana, as her eyes drifted challengingly from Santana's lips to her eyes. Santana felt herself drawn to the anger which Quinn exuded, thinking about Quinn lips as she waited patiently for Quinn mauled over her answer. Their lips were inches apart before Quinn suddenly stopped.

"I am a territorial alpha" Quinn growled softly against Santana's lips as her dark hazel eyes dropped to Santana's lips once again.

Santana could see the obvious want in Quinn's eyes as Quinn looked at her lips, but when Quinn's hazel eyes returned to glower at Santana, Santana saw inconceivable fury.

Santana found herself speechless as she looked at Quinn, her mind tangled with lust. Before she had a chance to act on it though, Quinn pulled back and turned once more to leave.

Santana shook herself from her thoughts, forcing her anger to take over. She refused to submit to Quinn's temper. She was not one of Quinn's submissive brats.

"Thing is Princess. I'm not your territory… you gave me to Sue, Remember?" Santana called out after Quinn.

Quinn at this point had already reached the door and her fingers were grasping the door handle, but Santana's statement stopped her. A soft laugh escaped Quinn's lips before she rested her forehead on the door…

Hurt found its way into Quinn's cracked façade once more as she lost herself in her thoughts. She was naïve to believe that Santana felt the same about her….

Like Quinn had said: "Just because they were bonded, didn't mean that they would share a great romance… just that they would never be able to share a great romance with anyone else"

That didn't stop Santana from fucking Dani's brains out though…

"I'll keep that in mind next time you ask me to stay the night with you" Quinn said dejectedly.

Gawd she felt like an idiot…

Quinn pushed the door handle down and pulled it gently but before she could open the door, Santana's hand pushed the door close. Quinn could feel Santana's body pressed against her back as Santana's breath tickled the back of her neck. Santana's scent suddenly intoxicated Quinn as Quinn closed her eyes, her senses consumed with that which was Santana. The feel of Santana's body, her smell… her breath which drew ever closer.

Quinn placed her free hand against the door in front of her as Santana's body leaned against her, constraining Quinn against the door. Quinn leaned her head back as Santana's hand dropped from the door to the door handle, covering Quinn's.

"You're infuriating" Santana whispered

Quinn's sucked in her breath softly as Santana's finger tips brushed her skin, moving Quinn's hair to one side of her throat tenderly.

Her mind screamed that she should push Santana away, but her body refused... Her soul refused…

"For three years… I was torn between my need for you and my hatred of you" Santana stated, pausing to drag her lips against Quinn's neck softly.

"Nothing you do makes sense… Nothing you say seems straightforward" Santana continued,

Quinn's mind numb as a raspy breaths left her mouth. She could feel her body responding to Santana in every way. Her mind was consumed… her body heated… her core damp… and she craved more. A craving which Santana soon fulfilled as she moved her free hand, which had brushed Quinn's hair back, to Quinn's hip. Her nailed dragged across Quinn skin softly as she lifted the part of Quinn t-shirts hem slowly. Quinn's breath quickened at Santana's touch before a soft moan escaped her lips.

"It's torture seeing you every day... thinking about you every minute… craving you every second"

Quinn couldn't take anymore. Her body felt overwhelmed by Santana's words and by Santana's hand which now had now moved across Quinn's stomach, pulling her closer against Santana's torso.

"Santana" Quinn moaned as she opened her eyes.

Santana turned Quinn swiftly around to face her, pushing Quinn Back against the door forcefully as she pinned Quinn's wrists to the door.

Quinn's pupils dilated as her lips parted slightly. Her breaths came out in rapid intervals before Santana rested her forehead against Quinn's. Quinn had never felt so alive… She was possessed… consumed.

"I should've let you walk out of the door, but I'm tired of you abandoning me" Santana stated, her soft statement making Quinn swallow hard.

Santana turned her face away for a moment before she released her hold on Quinn, taking a step back. Quinn lowered her hands slowly as her body felt the cold chill of Santana's absence.

Quinn hand touched her throat gently as she looked away from Santana. Quinn tried to still her rapid breathing by it seemed pointless. Her body was on overdrive.

"…Then give me a reason to stay" Quinn whispered.

Santana looked sexily at Quinn, torn between claiming Quinn and leaving as Quinn had done so many times. Santana moved closer to Quinn once more, pinning Quinn against the door with her body as her eyes drifted across Quinn's beatific features.

Quinn was more than capable to push Santana away... But she didn't. Should Santana take that as Quinn's surrender? That Quinn wanted her? But was wanting her the same as wanting to be with her?

Quinn noted Santana's hesitation and moved forward, capturing Santana's lips with her. A deep moan escaped Santana mouth as she started to kiss Quinn back.

Quinn lost all conscious thought the second Santana dominated her. All her lovers had surrendered, but Santana demanded dominance and took it with such little ease that Quinn couldn't help but surrender to Santana…

Santana's hands grasped her waist, pushing Quinn against the door once more before they continued their travel upward, lifting Quinn's shirt and exposing her skin to the soft cotton of the towel which covered Santana. Santana pulled back slightly as she pulled Quinn's shirt off and tossing it to the ground unceremoniously. Before she returned though, Quinn placed her hand on Santana's chest… taking a moment to look at Santana's pupils which were dilated due to desire.

Santana felt her mouth dry as she drank the sight of Quinn in. Her dreams did Quinn no justice… and even now, as Quinn stood partially clothed and biting her bottom lip suggestively, Santana failed to comprehend Quinn's exquisiteness. Santana had to admit. She wasn't so sure that this attraction was due to the bond anymore.

Santana's fingers dragged across Quinn's body, causing a trail of goose-bumps to follow in its wake until she cupped Quinn's breasts gently. Every fibre of Quinn being wanted to scream out in pleasure as Santana ran her fingers across Quinn's sensitive nipples.

"Is that enough reason?" Santana purred as she left Quinn's panting mouth only to return once more before Quinn could answer.

Santana's lips continued their heated path down Quinn's throat and shoulder before her warm, moist mouth enveloped Quinn's aching nipple… causing Quinn to whimper slightly.

"Santana" Quinn gasped,

"Or do you need more convincing?" Santana breathed out as she pulled away for Quinn once more.

"Please…" Quinn cried out as she begged to be touched.

Santana hand slid down Quinn's soft abs to her jeans as she watched Quinn bite her bottom lip again. Santana's stomach tensed at the sight of Quinn in pleasure, it drove her hunger to new heights. A droplet of blood slid from Quinn's mouth as her teeth dug into her bottom lip and Santana couldn't stop herself from moving up and running her lips against Quinn's lips, tasting her metallic yet sweet blood.

It was an inconceivable high which only drove Santana closer and closer to her true desire; hearing Quinn scream out her name in throes of desire.

Quinn clenched her jaw as Santana's fingers got closer to their gaol, sliding between the fabric of Quinn's jeans and her damp core.

Quinn's hand moved over Santana's, edging Santana on before a raspy growl escape her throat. It sent shivers down Santana's spin as Quinn lead her to her core which coated Santana's fingers almost instantly. Soft pants escaped Quinn's mouth as words followed, words which Santana couldn't understand until she realized Quinn was speaking in her native tongue, urging Santana on. Although Santana did not understand Quinn's pleas, it drove her insane. Her muscles tensed, pulsation each time Quinn's lips formed a word. Santana's finger slid across Quinn's heated core to force another cry to erupt from Quinn's lips, until Quinn grew tired of her sexual teasing. Quinn ran her free hand through Santana's hair, pulling Santana into a demanding kiss as she leaned against the door. Quinn closed her eyes as the kiss became more aggressive, arching her body to give Santana more access.

Santana felt each of Quinn's moans against her lip, as her painfully slow teasing continued, but soon the restraint of Quinn's jeans grew frustrating. Santana craved more… She demanded more. Santana pulled back from Quinn who bit Santana's lip playful as though to show her disappointment, but the bite soon turned to a verbal whimper of frustration as Santana's hand slid away from her.

"Don't…" Quinn mumbled as she opened her eyes, watching Santana with a hungry stare

"Give me a reason to stay…" Santana teased as she started walking back slowly, tightening the towel which had loosened slightly from Quinn's ferocity.

Quinn placed her hands against the door behind her trying to compose herself as Santana sat on the bed, crossing her legs with a look of expectancy in her eyes.

How could she be so calm? Quinn thought as she looked at Santana. Quinn raised her eyebrow for a moment, realizing that Santana was teasing her and a wicked thought played through her mind. Quinn pushed herself away from the door gracefully before her finger sought out the button on her jeans. She undid it with ease, keeping her eyes on Santana as she started to make her way to the bed sexily.

As she reached Santana, she pulled her jeans down slowly, revealing her black-laced boy-shorts which were practically soaked. Santana's eyes widened slightly before they travelled up Quinn perfectly toned body to Quinn's dark hazel eyes.

"Is that enough reason?" Quinn stated before she moved closer to Santana, sliding her fingers between Santana's legs and uncrossing them.

Santana breath became shallow as Quinn sat on her lap, facing Santana. Quinn bit her bottom lip slightly as her fingers drew small patterns on Santana's collar bone. They soon started to trail down to the towel which wrapped itself around Santana's body. With one slight tug, the towel loosened as fell to the bed, revealing Santana body which Quinn had spent many nights fantasizing about.

Quinn's fingers continued their path, tracing each contour of Santana's body as Santana watched her with want. Quinn's nails dragged across Santana's nipples gently causing Santana's breath to caught slightly.

A victorious smile played across Quinn's lips before she bit her bottom lips like a naughty child. Santana's hunger became insatiable as Quinn's eyes meet her.

"Or do you need more convincing?" Quinn whispered sexily, making Santana swallow hard.

"I just need you" Santana panted as she stood from her position, lifting Quinn, who wrapped her legs around Santana.

Their lips meet almost instantly as Quinn entangled her fingers in Santana's hair, biting Santana's bottom lip gently as her body craved more of Santana's touch.

Every emotion rushed through Quinn's mind as Santana placed her on the bed, Santana's lips parting from her. Quinn was about to express her dissatisfaction once more but it was clouded by as desperate moan as Santana slid Quinn's boy-shorts off with ease. Santana's lips placed slight butterfly kisses around Quinn's navel in a matter of seconds before Quinn left Santana slid her legs open with the sureness of an experienced lover. The butterflies in Quinn's stomach swarmed as Santana's lips continued their path down until Santa's heated breath caressed the inside of Quinn's thighs.

Quinn wrapped her fists into her bedding as she arched her back. Santana placed light kisses up her thigh and the pure bliss nearly drove Quinn insane.

"San-AH"

Quinn's moan erupted suddenly as Santana's heated mouth found Quinn's core. Quinn pulled the sheets tightly as frenzied pants escaped her lips. Her back arched and her mind dulled as she felt herself drifting off the edge. Quinn's body had never reacted so quickly to another person's touch and it drove her insane. She wanted more… and craved every part of Santana greedily. Quinn's body jerked slightly as she closed her eyes, urging her body to relax so that she could savour this moment, but the build-up had mocked her body for too long. A deep breath escaped Quinn's lips as Santana ceased her oral onslaught but it was once again replaced by Santana's finger which drove Quinn over the edge.

A low animalistic growl escaped Quinn's lips as her body shuddered in orgasmic bliss. The world seemed to disappear all around Quinn except for Santana's scent which enveloped her. She tried to compose her body but found it hard as each breath she took suffocated her with sexual bliss.

Quinn loosened her grasped on her sheet after a few minutes and brushed her hair back before she opened her eyes and found Santana watching her with the greatest intensity.

Santana brushed her lips with the back of her hand before running her fingers through her hair, brushing her hair back as Quinn had. Quinn tried to speak but her mouth felt dry and her muscles weak… she just stared into Santana's deep chocolate eyes as swallow breaths parted from her mouth.

Quinn raised her heavy hand with effort, placing it behind Santana's neck and drew Santana in for a kiss. The kiss was passionately slow, as Quinn tasted herself on Santana. Santana's cupped Quinn's jaw delicately as she ran her tongue across Quinn's bottom lip.

"I just need you" Santana repeated in a soft whispered against Quinn's lips,

Quinn run her lip against Santana's as Santana leaned over her but did not continue kissing Santana.

"And Dani?" Quinn said softly, as she placed her hand on Santana's, sliding it down to her chest.