4th of July Seattle:
"Hurry up Sanny; I want to watch the fireworks." Brittany whines as Santana packs up everything and anything that her mate might need.
"Hold on," Santana shouts stuffing band aids in her bag.
"Santana Lopez if you make me miss getting a spot in the front for the fireworks I will withhold sex for a month." Brittany shouts back at her girlfriend.
Santana comes running down with five bags in hand and gives Brittany a what the fuck look. She can't believe that her horny girlfriend would threaten to withhold sex from her for a whole month.
"But babe," Santana whines.
"If we get a move on then I'll totally give you a hand job when we get to the park." Brittany whispers in her ear before walking out the door.
Santana gulps before following her mate out to the car.
"Babe, you need me to promise me that if you get too cold or anything then tell me and we'll leave right away." Santana says starting the car.
"Okay, but only if you promise to not attack every person that looks at me." Brittany counters.
"Fine, I agree." Santana huffs and her wolf growls.
It's going to be a long night for her.
By the time they arrive at the park it's seven and all the spots in the front are already taken. Brittany pouts and Santana not liking when her mate is upset, she walks over to a couple of young boys and growls at them.
"Bitch, what the fuck do you think you're doing?" one of the boys says jumping up.
"I want you to vacate this spot now!" Santana growls.
"Well, well, well we have a little wolf on our hands maybe we should show her a good time." the oldest looking boy says smirking.
"I'm not so little and trust me, you couldn't handle me." Santana growls her skin vibrating ready to shift at any moment.
"Oh I think we can." another boy says.
"Sanny," Brittany whines giving her I want you now eyes.
"Okay fuck faces, my pregnant mate wants to sit in the front to see the fireworks and you all are going to be nice gentlemen and give her the spot." Santana growls and all four boys get up.
"Um, yeah you can have the spot." the oldest one says giving Brittany a soft smile.
"Thank you," Brittany says smiling and plopping herself down.
"Now scat," Santana growls not liking the way the boys are staring at mate.
"Sanny, can you rub my tummy." Brittany whines leaning into Santana.
Santana smiles and pulls Brittany in front of her and starts rubbing her swollen belly. Brittany sighs as the baby settles down at Santana's gentle touch. The fact that Santana is currently being extra attentive to her is turning her on like nothing else and if they weren't in public with so many people around she'd totally jump her right now.
"Britt," Santana whines as Brittany grins down on her already hard cock.
"I want you so bad," Brittany whines grinding down even hard.
"Fuck Britt," Santana hisses her hips bucking up.
"Please," Brittany hisses turning around kissing her mate deeply.
Brittany's hand snakes down between them and unbuttons Santana's pants, pulling her cock out and starts pumping.
"I want you inside of me." Brittany whispers in her mate's ear.
"Oh god," Santana whispers ripping Brittany's pants down and thrusting into her.
She somehow managed to pull a blanket out and cover them with it.
"Right there, San," Brittany moans as Santana hits her g-spot.
"You're so fucking tight," Santana groans thrusting her hips up.
She pounds into her mate for several minutes before finally they both fell over the edge.
"I think I just saw fireworks," Brittany whispers lying onto of Santana.
"That was way more than fireworks babe," Santana smirks happy with herself.
They lay there for the next three hours until the fireworks show starts with Santana still impaled in Brittany.
"That wasn't half as good as what we did." Brittany says as Santana carries her to the car.
"Does this mean next year we can just stay home and have sex?" Santana asks hopeful.
She's never liked fireworks and had only agreed to go as she didn't want her mate going by herself. There is no way she'd allow her mate and child to go anywhere at night without her there are too many dangers.
"No, but if you're good I'll let you fuck me like again next year." Brittany says smirking when Santana nearly drops her at the thought.
"I love fireworks; maybe we can go see multiple shows." Santana says smirking as she thinks of the possibilities.