Chapter 7: Good God Get Me Out of Here

A.N. Smut, anyone?

Song: Take Me To Church by Hozier

Q: Can they turn Santana back? Is she an Angel?

A: It is possible to turn Santana back, yes. She may or may not be an Angel. Just have to keep reading.

Q: So the mystery man is Quinn's dad?

A: It's cute how you thought I'd make it that easy. Of course It's not Quinn's dad. He's "dead".

Recap because too many of you are confused: Basically, Santana got bit and turned into a Vamp. Her pulsed slowed enough for Quinn to think she had passed. Quinn called Rachel to reverse any symptoms thinking they had enough time. Turns out they didn't and the change completely takes over Santana. Rachel is insinuating she can help with the help of a friend. Santana is now a vampire.

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"You know you can't stay like this, right?" Quinn crossed her arms as she stared her mate down.

Santana snapped her head to the blonde at an inhuman speed. In the blink of an eye they were face to face.

If her show of speed was to intimidate, it didn't work. Quinn merely raised an eyebrow. It was amusing. Just because Santana was faster now, didn't mean Quinn wasn't still a good four and half inches taller than her. She chuckled sarcastically, "Oh. You can finally keep up with me."

Santana rolled her eyes, "I could always keep up with you. Even if I do enjoy the extra abilities, I have no desire to stay this way. It's...cold. Then again-" She sped behind the werewolf and whispered in her ear, "I love the idea of keeping you on your toes." She nibbled slightly on her neck.

It was then that Quinn became painfully aware of her ever present heat. She had put it to the back of her mind during the prime of the battle. Now do to what her mate was suggesting she couldn't think of anything but.

She growled, "I wouldn't do that if I were you." The woman behind her chuckled, "Or what?"

It took Quinn exactly zero point three seconds to pin her mate to the wall. In hindsight, the olive skinned girl should have seen this coming.

Quinn growled from deep in her gut, "You'll regret it." The wolf growled louder when Santana tried to free herself.

"Oh, please, you couldn't hurt me even if you tried." Santana smirked at her lover. She licked her lips, as the veins on Quinn's fore arms wiggled and squirmed under her flexing slightly.

"Wanna a bet?" Without waiting for an answer Quinn released Santana's hands only to grab her around the waist. Quinn held her in place as she latched onto her neck with her fangs.

She didn't bite fully into her. That would come later. Now, she needed to take her clothes off.

"Strip."

Santana tilts her head and smirked, "Awe. Such a cute bossy puppy."

Quinn immediately growled and nipped at her mate's neck. Santana practically purred as she stripped herself of her clothing, starting with Quinn's denim jacket she had since stolen and ending with her thong.

Quinn licked a stripe up the shorter girl's neck, "I've been wanting to do this for forever."

"Lick my neck?" Santana gasped out. Quinn smirked into her neck, "Amongst other things."

The werewolf quickly pecked her mate's lips before slowly descending down her body, she made sure to pay particular attention to a set of dusky nipples before falling the rest of the way.

Santana panted recklessly above her. Her hand frantically searched through Quinn's hair. She inhaled sharply through her teeth, "Ow, Quinn." Santana was starting to regret baiting the taller girl.

Quinn detached her teeth from their place on the inside of the tan girl's thigh, "You said I wouldn't hurt you. Just needed to prove you wrong."

"That d-fuck!" Santana gasped out in surprise. Quinn latched onto the woman's warm center.

"You taste delicious." Santana keened at the vibration of her lover's voice against her center. Quinn nipped and sucked at her outer lips, putting the latina's leg over a broadened shoulder. Santana bit her lip. Glancing down her body to see the Alpha between her legs was just about the hottest thing she'd ever seen.

Quinn sucked on Santana's clit lightly before detaching herself. Santana groaned in frustration, "What the hell, Q? I was close." Quinn rolled her eyes, she pulled her shirt off of her body before stripping out of the rest of her clothing, "Oh, calm down. I'm not going to leave you high and dry." Quinn snickered under her breath, "Or wet, I should say."

"Would you just shut up and fuck me already!?" Santana stalked over toward the couch and sat. "Well since you asked nicely. Actually, wait. Why are you so bossy all of a sudden? I liked you better when you listened to me." Quinn crossed her arms lightly.

Santana pulled Quinn to lay on top of her after rollingher eyes, she moaned when the blonde's member rubbed against her center. "Fuck, Quinn. Well get on with it." Quinn huffed before inhaling deeply, lining herself up with Santana's entrance. She tried to calm herself, not wanting to just ram into her untouched mate with her full strength.

The Alpha slid inside her mate, she patiently waited for the slight tension to leave the latina's face. After a minute or two Santana nodded at her. Quinn continued her thrust until their hips met. Quinn blew out a breath she'd been holding for a while. She pulled out before slowly pushing back in. Santana moaned loudly, grabbing any part of Quinn's body as she continued to pound into her.

The werewolf leaned up to the human's neck. She nuzzled near her shoulder, analyzing the place she wanted to mark her. She bit at it lightly as to not startle her mate. She drifted over to the younger girl's lips, silencing her with her mouth. Santana hummed into the kiss, her back arching upwards.

"This might sting a tad bit." Quinn whispered, she latched onto the silk skin of her shoulder and punctured it with her fangs. Santana screamed into the expanse of the room, finally falling over the edge.

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Quinn huffed as she sat on Brittany's bed. Brittany and Zion both stood guard of the room, trying to keep Quinn from leaving.

"Why are the both of you here anyway? Isn't Brittany enough?" Zion crossed her arms and smirked, "Quinn, you don't even know just how strong you are. Honestly, that frightens us. But all that strength you have is going to be multiplied by ten as soon as you hear her start to scream. So yes, both of us have to be here."

Brittany nodded along to every word.

"You remember when Sam mated with Blaine. It took Dad, me, and you to hold him down." Quinn huffed again. She remembered that vividly, Sam had bit her twice. She had of course kicked him in the balls after, but she still remembers.

"Well is she okay?"

"She's fine." Santana let out a blood curdling scream right at that moment. Zion winced, they were all the way across the mansion, she could only imagine how that sounded to the wolves closes to Santana.

"See? Fine." Zion gulped.

Ramsey howled intensely. Quinn agreed with him, "Let us see her!"

"No, Quinn. You and Ramsey cannot interrupt the process. You know that." Brittany insisted.

Zion stared at her cousin curiously, "Hey, Q. Did you-you know wrap it up?" Brittany looked on curious, wondering where the tall omega was going with her line of questioning.

"No. I don't need to. She's a vampire for fuck's sake. Vampires can't have children." Zion grimaced, "Okay. Did you...'arrive'...before or after you mated?"

Quinn's eyes widened slowly, "After..."

Brittany bolted upright, "SAM GET THE BOOK!"

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A.N. All questions welcome. I promise things will slow down and balance themselves out next few chapters. And yes things are happening fast but you'll see why soon.