DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE NOR ANYTHING ELSE !
IN HALLOWEEN SPIRIT, THIS IS A SAMCEDES ONE SHOT OF SAM AS WOLF AND MERCEDES AS WITCH. ONE OF MY GUILTY PLEASURE ARE SUPERNATURAL STORIES. ELEMENTS VAMPIRE DIARIES ARE IN THIS STORY. LIKE MERCEDES/AMBER RILEY, BONNIE BENNETT/KAT GRAHAM FULL POTENTIAL WAS NEVER HIGHLIGHTED AND RESPECTED BY THEIR DIRECTORS/WRITERS. LUCKILY WE HAVE FANFICS WHO WRITE BADASS STORIES OF THESE TWO DESERVE! HOPEFULLY YALL ENJOY THIS!
FORBIDDEN: THE WOLF AND THE WITCH
Sam knew the moment he smelled her, that she was a witch.
Normally werewolves were not too fond of the smell of any other supernatural creatures with the exception of witches. Witches were the creators of the supernatural and their close ties to earth made their scent favorable and sometimes deadly to wolves.
The witch's scent was intoxicating. Cinnamon, brown sugar, amber with a bit of lavender. Sam felt a pull towards her like his soul was reaching out to hers. All he could remember was her scent and her gorgeous caramel colored doe eyes that held his intense gaze longer than anyone would dare too.
An intense staredown across the room from each other soon turned into them walking closer to each other until they met in the middle of the dance floor.
Sam bowed to Mercedes then held his hand out which she curtsied and gracefully accepted it as the two started to dance during Kurt Hummel Annual Gods & Monster Masquerade Ball for the Supernaturals in Lima.
"You taste so good" Sam whispers, huskily.
"Your pussy tastes fucking amazing."
His head flew back to her cunt, lapping at her juices with more intensity than before - dining on Mercedes. His tongue ravaging her as back is arching off the bed.
It's been six months since they've started to see each other secretly since the Ball. They meet each other at hotels in the neighboring towns away from Lima to find some sanctuary away from the judgement their relationship would face if it was public.
Two different species. A wolf and a witch. Samson Nikolai Aumont- Evans, the future Alpha King, and the direct descendant of Lycaon, the first werewolf. Mercedes Ayanna Bennett-Jones, future coven leader, and the direct descendant of Tituba the Witch, the first and most powerful witch.
Although neither of them cared about their titles, however they were both heirs to their pack and coven. If people found out that these two different species were seeing each other, an all out war would break out.
So they continue to seek each other out in secret.
Mercedes digs her nails into the sheets as Sam continues to eat her out. He eats her out like a delicious deer he takes down in his wolf form and enjoys the spoils of his hunt.
"You are the most delicious thing I have ever tasted my love," he purrs against her milk chocolate thick thighs before places wet kiss then a slight bite to the skin.
"Sammy," she whimpers needing more of his touch.
He looks up to watch his soulmate and future mate as her body withers in pleasures under his ministrations. No other warlock will ever have the pleasure to see her like this. To have her beg for more, see her eyes roll back in needy lust, and hear her call out their names.
Mercedes Ayanna Bennett-Jones is his and his alone. And he belonged to her as well, in both body and soul. His Omega.
They belonged to each other.
"You're so beautiful," he mutters into her skin as she comes down from another orgasm.
Sam kisses up her body until his nips at her neck. Mercedes reaches down and starts to unbuckle him hastily. Sam helps her get rid of the last few articles of clothing he had on.
Mercedes looks up into his beautiful emerald eyes that now had specs of gold as his inner wolf wanted more of her.
"Do you want, my wolf,"
Mercedes tugs on his God tags that hung around his neck that held the crest of the Aumont-Evans pack.
"Always,"
Sam grins at her response before cradling her face with his large hands.
"I always want you my love. I am yours and you are mine—
"From this day to our last" Mercedes finishes for him and kisses him hard.
Their souls calling out for one another. They were so close to belonging to each other but had to get away from everything. Behind closed doors they were just two people unequivocally in love.
"My wolf," she purrs and he growls in response.
"My alpha," her hand reaches for his cock and starts to stroke it.
"I want you my dear little witch."
"And so mote it be"
Mercedes surprises Sam as she pushes him off of her before presenting herself to me as if she was a werewolf Omega offering themselves for her alpha.
Sam eyes widens as she positions herself on all fours with her delicious ass in his face and her face looking down.
Mercedes looks back at Sam.
"Claim me in the ways of the wolf. Claim me my alpha ."
Sam's eyes were now even more gold than green as his wolf urges him on to take the claim. With a wolfish grin and growl he presses against her from behind. Mercedes can feel his throbbing length rubbing against her dripping core. Trying hard not to wiggle against him.
When alpha wolves claim their mates by giving into their primal desires from taking them from behind and biting into the neck when they reach their peak.
Mercedes is both scared and excited, scared because she is relinquishing control giving him full control over her body, but excited because she knows she's going to enjoy every moment of Sam dominating her in full Alpha mode and solidifying her as his mate. Mercedes didn't want to be with a warlock, her familiar was a dog, which was abnormal for a witch and since she was seven years old, she had dreams of white wolf with stormy emerald eyes.
"You sure you want this," his voice deep with want but cautious to her safety rather than his desires.
"Yes I do, fuck me Sammy, claim me my wolf, take me my alpha, I am all yours"
With another low growl, Sam nips at her neck and angles himself and thrusts into her to the point the bed hits the wall and Mercedes lets out a loud moan. In this position, his dick goes deeper than ever before.
Mercedes could feel every vein of his thick and long cock as the head rubs wonderfully against her cervix. Sam pulls back until only the top remains before thrusting back in harder than before.
This is how wolves normally mated. Even though, her kind was repulsed by the way wolves mated with alphas taking claim to their omegas. At this very moment, Mercedes could care less. Right now, she got a taste of it and wants Sam to take her from behind all the time.
Their sex life has always been pleasurable but never tried this position. Sam was a selfless lover, who got off in seeing and making Mercedes reach her highest level of pleasure. Mercedes wasn't a selfish lover she just knew that in order to give herself to him fully she had to trust he was the one. Now, she wants to please him to his highest level which means catering to his wolf.
"You feel even better like this," Sam pants against her shoulder as he continues to thrusts into her from behind,
"Sooooooo….. fucking…. tighter," he snarls.
"YOouuuuu…. feel…. good too…..Sooooooo DEeeeppp," she pants against the sheets.
"I'm not hurting you?"
Mercedes shakes her head.
"Not at all love. I want more, I wanna know how it feels to be
fucked by my alpha."
"You sure,you might not be able to walk after this."
Mercedes looks back at him with a naughty grin.
"I enjoy a nice challenge."
Sam laughs and kisses her hard.
"Be careful what you wish for,little witch."
Sam has been holding back when they usually have sex because of how powerful wolves, especially alphas when they have sex. A human would break in these circumstances, but luckily neither of them were human.
Sam leans back, gripping her hips tighter and pounds into her with the strength only an alpha could possess. Mercedes grips onto the headboard that is banging against the wall. The bed is creaking, they could hear it start to crack as Sam continues to thrust into her. Between Mercedes's loud moans and Sam's guttural moans the unorthodox duo were reaching new heights tonight.
Mercedes is enjoying every moment of giving herself to him because she trusted him. Her count clamps down on him as he slides a hand to play with her clit that was dripping with essence.
"Fuck," Sam growls loudly as he leans forward to inhale more of her scent.
His canines become more prominent as he grazes his teeth along the napel of her neck wanting to bite her.
"Do it, Sammy, do it!"
Sam wanted so badly to bite her, mark her and claim her as his own, but it was a full moon and in order to solidify their bond it had to be during a full moon, in full wolf mode in the woods.
"I promise the next full moon, I'll claim you the right way and everyone will see my mark on you,every wolf and vampire will smell me on you, they'll know you belong to me just as you will mark me too, my little witch" he says into her ear.
Mercedes closes her eyes and she pictures it. Sam taking her from behind under the moonlight, nature all around them. Him in full werewolf form and as she channels the earth amplifying their pleasure and bond. For witches being able to channel your mate is when s soul bond is complete. All she could picture is him sinking his fangs into her skin, marking her as his as she channels the magic around them to seal a Bennett-Jones soul tie on his wrists.
Mercedes wanted to be Sam's mate forever and ever.
"Yes I want that so badly my alpha," she breathed out.
"And so shall it be,21 moons from now, my love."
Mercedes cries out as she could feel the swell of his knot star to form. She had taken his knot before but this time was different. She's taking it like how an omega would.
"Relax my love," Sam comforts her, "relax before you take it."
"I want your knot alpha, please ."
"Don't want to hurt you."
"You won't."
A low growl escapes his lips as his pounding becomes much more rougher, as Mercedes clenches down on him even tighter, signaling to him her orgasm. IInstead of biting down on her neck, Sam bites down on her shoulder as he gives one last powerful thrust and locks his cock inside of her.
His cum spilling into her and coating her walls. Mercedes cries out as she felt his knot, god it felt even better getting it from the back.
Sam lays kisses on her shoulder and back. He nuzzles her neck and lays them both on their sides.
Sam is careful with his movements because of his knot. He massages her stomach and Mercedes couldn't help but purr.
She happily strokes his beard and Sam leans into her touch.
"I love you my wolf."
Sam kisses the inside of the palm of her hand.
"I love you too my little witch."
THE END -
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