Fills for this chapter: LOTS OF SEX!(you'll see *smirk*) Morning sex, BJ's, shower sex, kitchen counter sex, LOTS of cum.
ENJOY!
She slowly blinked into an awareness. The sun was shining in her eyes and she wanted to growl in annoyance but smiled as her other senses awoke as well. A warm weight was resting on her chest, soft silky hair tickled at her neck, and a warm puff came across her boobs in smooth warm breaths. She held Brittany tightly in her arms and sighed in content.
Thank God it's Saturday.
She readjusted her position a bit, her right arm threatening to fall asleep. She smiled at the feelings that were swirling inside her chest. Feeling Brittany in her arms like this was heaven on earth. For the first time since her realization of the wolf inside her, she was at peace with both halves of herself. Having Brittany in her arms was all that she needed.
"Hmmm. I'm so perfectly sore," Brittany murmured against her chest, her lips tickling at the side of her boob.
Panic welled up inside, "Was I too rough?"
"No babe," Brittany sighed, pulling tighter at her waist. She snuggled in more and Santana could feel the smile against her sensitive skin. "I'm just realizing I used muscles last night I didn't even know I had."
Santana hummed, thinking she would probably be sore too if she was actually normal. Sometimes it was great that she could heal so quickly especially if she put her fist in a locker during one of her fits of rage. On the down side she wished she could feel that good bit of sore that came after being with Brittany in all the best ways.
"So aside from sore, how do you feel?" Santana asked worried if last night was to much or just right. She'd tried to make this the best first time any girl could dream of with the candles, flowers and romantic dinner. But what if it had gone wrong and Brittany didn't say anything because they both expected the sex to happen?
"I feel perfect," Brittany sighed and then kissed softly at the flesh in front of her, which happened to be the side of her boob. She tried not to close her eyes as a small shiver of pleasure shot down her spine. Brittany didn't stop with just one kiss. She placed more soft kisses all around her chest then looked up at her smiling. She hadn't seen this smile before from her girlfriend. It was bordering a smirk but wasn't fully one. She cocked one of her brows in question.
"I want to feel even more perfect," Brittany's voice dropped an octave and before Santana could ask what she meant, Brittany was straddling her. She gasped in surprise and reached up to balance Brittany by her hips. "This okay?" Brittany asked.
Her body reacted at having Brittany's body over her like this. A possessive moan slipped from her lips as her hips jutted up looking for purchase between Brittany's thighs. She felt herself stir and harden almost immediately. "This is more than okay. Do this whenever you want," She barely got the words out before Brittany was crashing their lips together.
She gripped at Brittany's thighs, running thumbs in smooth circles. The muscles under her hands flexed and she shuddered at the feel of those strong muscles and smooth skin that was deliciously rubbing up against her. She let her hands travel as their kisses turned to dueling tongues and clashing teeth. She growled running her hands up Brittany's back and pulled her harder against her. Their breasts rubbed against each other and her skin started to hum.
Brittany's hands began to travel down between her breasts, through the dip of her abs and then gripped her throbbing member tightly. She bucked up into Brittany's hand wanting to feel more of that warm friction that would drive her pleasantly numb.
"I want you again," Brittany whispered against her lips before licking at her bottom lip to sooth the swelling of their intense kisses.
She jutted her hips up again, her muscles flexing tightly at the friction of Brittany's grip, "I want you all the time."
Brittany smiled wider and trailed her kisses to her neck, sucking in the skin at the base of her throat. She stroked a few more times before sitting up straight and looking down between them. She still her movements wondering why Brittany stopped. Brittany positioned her cock at her already dripping entrance. She could feel the heat radiating between the two of them and had to force her hips still instead of bucking up and filling Brittany immediately. Brittany lowered slowly and that velvet warmth slowly inched down her length till Brittany's hips were flush with her own.
She gripped at the sheets beside her, breathing deeply through her nose. She took in everything about this moment and committed it to memory. Brittany's hands rested on her flexing abs, fingers digging into the flesh there. Her head was downcast, hair falling in waves around her face. Her breasts heaved as she took quick breaths. She was a goddess and made her blood boil and the need to claim her rise up in her chest.
"God Britt, you feel amazing," She could barely get the words out feeling Brittany's walls flexing against her member trapped deep inside her.
"Just give me a second and it'll feel even better," Brittany husked looking up with an almost painful smirk.
She reached up and ran her fingers through that silky golden hair. It hurt her to see that pain behind Brittany's eyes and smile, "What's wrong?"
"You're so big and perfect," She whispered and then quickly shook her head, "I'll be okay in a few seconds. Just let me get used to you inside me."
Part of her wanted to howl that she filled Brittany's perfectly but they were mates; that's how it was suppose to be. Created to fit perfectly for each other. But on the other side of it she wanted to whimper and never have sex again if it meant hurting Brittany each time. Despite that need to save Brittany from any and all pain she trusted her to be honest and tell her if it was to much.
She was about to say something that voiced her thoughts when Brittany lifted by her knees and Santana 's member pulled out till just the head was left inside. She hissed at the perfect friction she was quickly becoming addicted to. Brittany lowered again, breath hitching and a moan slipping from between both of their lips. All thoughts left Santana's mind and she reached up, gripping at Brittany's thighs again. She helped Brittany balance while she slowly made a rhythm of bouncing up and down.
Each time their hips slapped together Santana could feel her member hit Brittany's cervix. Brittany leaned forward, placing both hand on either side of Santana's shoulders and readjusted herself a moment before picking her thrusting back up. She was still so afraid of hurting Brittany or being to rough it took every bit of self control she didn't know she possessed to keep from thrusting upwards and driving herself into Brittany.
She couldn't keep her hands still, running them from flexing thighs up a firm ass to tickle up Brittany's spinal column. Brittany's hair brushed the sides of her face in warning as Brittany reached down and attached their lips. The kiss didn't last long, both short of breath from Brittany riding her.
She could feel the tension building deep in her pit and she reached back to wrap her hands around Brittany's waist. She could feel Brittany shaking above her, arms and thighs trembling. Brittany straighten up, bouncing down hard, thighs squeezing her tightly.
"Oh..my..Santana!" Brittany continued to pant out her name, walls clenching around Santana's member. She felt her toes curl, that band snapping inside of her. She couldn't stop her jerking, driving herself up deeper and harder as long hot spurts of cum spilled out of her and filled Brittany.
Brittany grabbed onto her still convulsing abs and rolled her eyes back into her head as Santana continued to jerk up in her orgasm. Brittany gasped and Santana tried to hold back the moan as she felt some of her cum explode past where they joined to trail down her member. Her jerking finally stopped and her toes uncurled, and her head rolled back onto the pillow.
Brittany didn't move from their position and Santana was still rock hard inside of her. "Oh god! I feel like I'm about to burst I'm so full," Brittany panted, eyes clenched shut. She could feel more juices leaking out from between them and knew they were going to have a mess but she really couldn't think on anything other than the fact she was still buried to the hilt and her muscles were buzzing from her orgasm.
"Santana? Did I break you?" Brittany whispered looking down at her, hands now resting on her shoulders.
She peeked her eyes open and smiled, "Nope but I doubt I can move for a few minutes. You?"
Brittany grinned, "I'm tingly all over."
She smirked at that answer, it was exactly how she was feeling. Brittany shuffled a bit and Santana could feel herself pull out a bit and Brittany's eyes rolled briefly. She could feel more of her fluids trying to leak out. She reached up and placed her hands back on Brittany's hips and helped her pull forward till she was sliding out of Brittany with a wet pop. Immediately she felt a pool of hot liquid hit her stomach, running into her bellybutton and in between her abs.
"Oh," Brittany moaned and they both looked down to see Santana covered in her cum that poured out from Brittany. "There's so much of it."
"That was hot," She rasped. Brittany shot a look up at her and smiled shyly. "What?" She asked feeling the heat travel to the tips of her ears in embarrassment. Something inside her stirred at seeing how much she'd pumped inside Brittany. That feeling stirred something primal in her to do it again.
"Can I taste you?" Brittany asked in answer looking back down shyly. Her stomach flipped and she could feel her still hard member twitch as arousal shot through her.
"You can do whatever you want to me; whenever you want," She gave permission and laid still. Brittany looked up and kissed her softly, tongue swiping out at her bottom lip. She opened up and felt Brittany's tongue dip all the way in and then trace light out till she was leaving just a peck on her lips. She jerked her hips up in response without thinking. Brittany trailed kisses from her mouth, down her jaw, sucked briefly at her throat before continuing a path downward. She nipped at her collarbone, traced tight circles around each nipple before she trailed her tongue between breasts and down towards the top of her abs.
Brittany pulled back for a second and stared down at the drying fluids that pooled between flexing abs. Santana was trying to catch her breath from Brittany's tongue doing wonders on her skin. That breath caught in her throat when Brittany leaned down and took a long lick at her abs, collecting her cum on her tongue and bringing it back into her mouth. Everything flipped inside of her again. Brittany hummed and smiled before going back down and running her tongue over more skin, collecting up more of her cum and swallowing it. Her eyes rolled back into her head, tossing back onto the pillow when she felt that tongue dip into her bellybutton and collect all the fluids there.
She couldn't breath as Brittany licked her clean and one of Brittany's hands trailed lower till it was wrapping around her still hard member, not that it would ever be soft with Brittany's tongue anywhere near her skin. She reached up and trailed fingers through her hair as that hand picked up a rhythm and Brittany finished cleaning her up. She placed kisses against her abs and continued to kiss lower till her nose was buried into soft curls above her shaft. She could feel Brittany's breath at the base of her cock and the moan ripped out of her throat before she realized it was there.
She looked down and their gaze connected. Brittany was silently asking if it was okay and she could only barely nod before Brittany was kissing at the base of her cock. Feeling those warm lips and hot breath made her member twitch in Brittany's hand. She couldn't not look away and both watched and felt as Brittany kissed her way down the length of her member till she was kissing the head of it. Her jaw dropped and she felt like she couldn't breath.
Brittany wrapped her mouth around the head and she jerked and hissed when she felt a lick up the slit. Brittany twirled her tongue around the head and she curled up on herself, elbows keeping her balance. "God Britt," She gasped, short of breath.
Brittany pulled back, licked her lips, and smiled. "You sure I can?"
She looked at Brittany, still gasping for air with a still hand on her cock that was quickly driving her mental. "I'm yours Britt." It was the only words that could form in her head. Lips wrapped around her again and instead of sucking at the tip, they dipped; lower and lower till her lips were barely touching her base and the tip of her was prodding deeply in the back of Brittany's throat.
She moaned, head dropping back and shoulders pinching where she was still propped on her elbows. New discovery of one Brittany S. Pierce; no gag reflex. That was quickly proven over and over as Brittany's head bobbed up and down her length. As her lips would reach the tip of her, a tongue would swirl out around it and make her forget the human language.
She was quickly going from moans to whimpers and soft growling as that presure quickly built up again. She forced her hips down, not wanting to shove herself down Brittany's throat and cause her to choke to death. She could feel that tension building and knew she was about to pop once more. She reached up and touched Brittany's hollowed out cheeks. "Babe...I'm...so...going...soon..." She panted and tried to keep her eyes open and look to see Brittany's response. She pulled back and left her lips wrapped around her head and sucked, flicking her tongue against it.
Everything exploded, white dots dancing behind her eyes. Her toes curled once again and her hips jerked without refrain. Brittany's eyes widened as Santana shot stream after stream of cum down her throat. She could feel her throat constricting as she swallowed what she could. She groaned as it kept shooting out of her and Brittany couldn't swallow fast enough and then it was spilling out from between her lips and she pulled back gasping. A few more spurts landed on her face and in her hair and then Santana was collapsing in a fit of short breaths and quivering muscles eyes closed tightly.
She felt the bed move and dip beside her, then arms wrapped tightly around her waist. "That was awesome." Brittany smiled against her neck and placed a soft kiss there. She couldn't move but she did chuckle in response. Awesome was an understatement of the best morning of her life. Brittany didn't move and neither did she as sleep took control of both of them.
When she woke up again she immediately knew that Brittany wasn't in bed with her. She rolled over, sheets tangled around her waist and heard before she saw Brittany. She was at her kitchen, reading a box trying to figure out how to make whatever inside it. She was dressed in one of her t-shirts and it barely covered her panty clad ass.
She propped herself up on one elbow and smirked at the sight before her. This is what she wanted to look forward to every day of her life. She would maim and kill anyone who dared step in their way. Waking up to cold sheets and empty arms, despite that Brittany was still here, she knew she could never sleep without Brittany in her arms again. She knew Brittany's parents would never go for letting Brittany move in with her. They didn't even know they were dating, which let them use the sleepover option still but it sucked that the adult world stood in their way. Maybe they could run away and live in the woods. She knew how to survive out there and how to hunt. They would never have to be without each other and she wouldn't have to worry about her mate being picked on.
She quickly pushed those thoughts away. She did not want to be irritated and thinking about them while she had a half naked Brittany to ravish. She rolled out of bed and sneaked up behind Brittany, not even bothering with clothes since she doubted she'd be needing them at all. She wrapped her arms around a slim waist and buried her nose in Brittany's hair, breathing in the scent of peaches and sex. Her stomach clenched and she felt her dick twitch.
"Morning love," She whispered, nipping at Brittany's neck.
Brittany moaned and then giggled, "It's two in the afternoon sleepy head."
She chuckled at how long she'd slept in, "Guess I needed the rest." Brittany turned in her arms and buried her fingers in dark locks before leaning down the few inches and kissing her deeply. She pulled her tighter to her and felt the cotton of her shirt scratching at her sticky abs. She groaned, thinking she really needed to shower. Brittany's tongue slipped past her lips and traced the roof of her mouth and that groan turned into a deep gutted moan.
Her member was now pushing against Brittany's hips as she rocked into her looking for friction. "God, San. I can't stop wanting you," Brittany breathed against her lips before capturing them again, sucking on the top one, hands dug deep in her hair.
She felt that growl build up again along with the need to make Brittany hers. She trailed her hands lower till they hooked at her knees and lifted. Brittany's legs wrapped around her waist as Santana sat her on the counter. She jutted against Brittany's panty covered center and could feel the heat and wetness already seeping through.
She hooked her fingers around the band of her panties and wasted no time ripping them off her and tossing them somewhere in her apartment. Brittany quickly ripped off her shirt as Santana's hands went back to her waist, pulling her to the edge of the counter so she could slip into her more easily. Brittany was a bit taller than her up on the counter but it made it perfect height for her to latch onto one of her nipples.
She nipped lightly and Brittany bucked against her, the tip of her head prodding at Brittany's entrance. They both gasped at the feelings and with a quick flick of her tongue against Brittany's perked nipple she pulled back and reached down to guide herself into Brittany. She was tighter at this angle and she worked her way in slowly as Brittany shivered against her. Hands came to her shoulders and pulled her in tighter till her head rested on Brittany's shoulder.
She breathed in the scent of arousal on Brittany's skin and it burned a permanent mark inside of her. She knew she'd never be able to ignore this scent again. Once buried all the way inside, tip nudging at her cervix she waited till Brittany started to squirm against her, giving her the go ahead to move. She pulled back, just to the tip and then slid back home. She moved slowly, not wanting to hurt her but Brittany's legs kept gripping at her hips and she started to move against her, forcing them to move faster.
She kissed softly at her collarbone, feeling her canines extend and a haze drifted over her senses. Everything was pulling her to sink her teeth into the soft flesh at Brittany's shoulder and lay claim to what would be forever hers. Her hips moved faster and Brittany's head tossed back, smacking into the cabinets.
Hearing Brittany actually cuss broke through that fog and she shook her head quickly, feeling her canines retract back. "Babe, you okay?" She gasped having lost her breath multiple thrusts ago.
"God yes! Please keep going," Brittany begged, fingers digging into her shoulder blades. She slowed her thrusts a bit, now having control of her body again. Brittany whined and clutched a bit harder, "Please, faster!"
She couldn't not do whatever Brittany's begged to her in whiny moans and her hips jerked faster. The friction was coaxing that coil inside her to tighten again and she tried to actually control it this time, prolong it by a bit not wanting this to end just yet. When Brittany's walls pulsed around her, nails digging into her skin and long deep moans filling the air she couldn't stop her orgasm from ripping through her.
Her hips jerked roughly shooting spurt after spurt of cum inside of Brittany. She curled in on herself, abs clenching as she empty everything inside her, hands quickly gripping at the counter and feeling the wood give beneath them. Brittany once again stopped bucking against her long before she stopped cumming herself.
"How?" Brittany asked around trying to catch her breath. Santana rested her forehead on Brittany's sweaty chest and hummed. "How come there's so much of it? I feel like you're filling me up to the brim and then some."
She shook her head, not knowing why. It's not like she had anyone to ask. Well, she could ask Kurt but that would be awkward. She pulled back and kissed Brittany. If Brittany was really curious she'd ask but not till Monday. She had a day and a half left of just Brittany time and she was going to take full advantage of it. And maybe make a list of questions for Monday.
"You're going to make a mess when you pull out," Brittany said smirking. Santana cocked her head a bit at that smirk.
She gasped, "You like it!"
"I love sex with you. Why?" Brittany asked confused at Santana's shocked outburst.
"No, I mean you like that I come so much," Santana accused.
"I think its totally hot. Not to mention it feels wonderful when its dripping out of me," Brittany whispered as she came closer to Santana's mouth. She kissed her deep and Santana instantly twitched back to life inside of Brittany. They both moaned, totally turned on again. She pulled Brittany forward, legs still wrapped around her waist and lifted her up.
Brittany shifted against her causing her to pull out and back in slightly. She forced herself to not continue right there and instead focused on moving towards the bathroom. They both needed a shower so why not make the mess in there?
Brittany didn't remove her lips from Santana's and kept her distracted as she tried to maneuver her way through the apartment. She caught her knee on her coffee table and hissed in pain but kept on moving. She was thankful that the door was already opened not sure how she would have gotten them inside without disaster.
She stepped into the shower, pinning Brittany against the wall. She reached blindly beside her finding the knob and twisting the shower on. Cold water rushed down on them but they didn't noticed as Santana couldn't hold back from thrusting in and out. She picked up the speed quickly, moving so much easier inside from the cum still resting there creating almost too much lubrication.
Brittany held onto her shoulders helping by lifting herself and dropping to meet Santana's quick frantic thrusts. Each time they came together, her cock would drive into Brittany's cervix and leave Brittany gasping and moaning. The water heated up around them filling the room with steam. She could feel her liquids from the previous round being forced out by her actions and her eyes rolled back into her head.
She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around one of Brittany's nipples, flicking her tongue over it to match her thrusts and then sucking hard before repeating. Brittany dropped her head to her shoulder and bit down hard, drawing blood as her walls clenched around Santana's cock.
"Oh God, San...s'tana...shit!" Brittany panted into her neck. That tightness inside her snapped as well and her hips jerked out of control once more as she emptied herself into Brittany. Mid way through her orgasm Brittany reached down and forced her to pull out. She continued to jerk, long streams of cum covering those slick abs, inner thighs and over Brittany's entrance. She looked down to see it drip out of her center and pool at the bottom of the shower before the warm water started to wash it all away. At her last jerk she felt her knees go weak and Brittany collapse in her arms.
She slid down the shower wall, keeping Brittany in her arms. She slipped to the floor with Brittany laying on top of her, the water pouring off them both. Brittany snuggled into her neck stretching her back and practically purred into her skin.
"I just need two minutes," Brittany whispered.
"I'm perfectly fine where I'm at," Santana admitted knowing that her shower could run for a while on hot water. They would lay here as long as Brittany needed because she sure as hell wasn't going anywhere else anytime soon.
She held Brittany in the shower as she drifted off for a few minutes before waking back up with a hum of contentment. Eventually the water did get cold and she pulled her out of the shower. They dried off and curled up on her couch, naked, with only a blanket to wrap up in. They watched some movies on the T.V. before Brittany finally drifted off to sleep and stayed asleep and Santana moved her to bed, cuddling up behind her and burying her nose into soft hair. She kissed the smooth skin at her neck and remembered the haze she'd fallen into while they went at it in the kitchen. The need to mark Brittany had taken her over and it frightened her to her core. What was it and what did it mean? That was definitely a question for Kurt. Maybe he'd experienced that with Blaine and would have a clue. At least he still had his father around to answer those questions unlike her and Quinn.
She forced the thought away, not afraid that she'd bite Brittany in her sleep but she would definitely have to be careful during future sexy times with her girl. She never would want to hurt her and that would be painful. She took another deep breath, calmed by the sated scent of her mate and drifted back to sleep.
She dreamed of being in the woods again, surrounded by her wolf family right before she met Brittany. It was a time of simpler thinking. Her only worry was of hunting for food and keeping her pack safe. But then she'd caught that unbelievable smell of peaches and warmth. Her nose led the way, guiding her to what felt like home. She'd never known the feeling but sensing it nearby and it had clicked for her.
The coiling in her stomach woke her up before she'd torn out through the woods in her dream. She was dazed for a moment and then felt the warmth bobbing up and down her length. OH DEAR HOLY THINGS! She woke up to Brittany going to town on her member.
"Unghf!" She muttered back arching and toes curling. Brittany sucked on the head and stroked a few times before going back down. She felt that tongue on the underside of her cock stroking her broadly. As she pulled back, teeth scrapped against the head and she was seeing stars.
She curled in on herself bringing her hands to rest in Brittany's hair and she felt the smile against her rather than seeing it. Then Brittany was sucking harder and bobbing faster. Her build up happened instantly and she didn't even have time to warn her before Brittany was swallowing her thick spurts of cum. She didn't miss as much this time but Santana just kept coming until Brittany was coughing and taking deep breaths when she finally came back up.
Something snapped when she saw that smirk and pulled Brittany up her body before flipping them to where she settled between those silky smooth legs. She growled smelling Brittany's arousal thick in the air and couldn't ignore what her mate clearly wanted from her.
She had enough control to slip in slowly, stretching Brittany out again. Brittany hissed beneath her, head tossed back, hands gripping at her biceps. She stopped once fully inside and kissed her long and slow till she felt Brittany start to move against her. She kept her weight off of the girl beneath her as she pulled back and thrusted deep and slow.
Brittany was gasping beneath her, head tossed back and rolling against the pillow. She wrapped her thighs around her waist, locking her ankles behind her. "God San...tana...love this...please?" Brittany started to beg, nails digging into the flesh of her arms.
She kept going deep but thrust a bit faster moving insider her easier with their combined wetness. "Please Santana, faster," Brittany whined. She complied feeling the bed start to move with them, wood squeaking as the frame shifted. She lost control and thrust a bit to hard causing Brittany to gasp and clench around Santana tighter. She moaned and then gained control of her hips again.
Brittany practically whimpered, "Do that again."
She kissed at Brittany's throat and immediately felt that pull to bite her. She pulled back quickly shaking her head to clear it and then trying to hear Brittany's requests. "I...don't...want...oh god...to hurt...you...fuck yes," Santana wasn't even sure she was making sense between her gasps of pleasure that was pulsing through her.
"Please," Brittany begged again and pulled tighter with her legs. It snapped in her mind what Brittany was asking for and that primal part of her roared to life but she never wanted to let loose like that so she bit it back terrified of going too far but she did add a bit more power to her hips.
"Yes...right there...oh...oh...oh..oh..oh..oh..ohohohohoh SANTANA," Brittany screamed out her name as her orgasm ripped through her prompting Santana to quickly follow. She buried her face into Brittany's chest, biting at the flesh there as Brittany's nails ripped into the flesh of her arms as they quaked together. Once again Brittany's orgasm ended long before Santana stopped and had filled her.
She didn't soften but merely collapsed on top of Brittany and fought for her breathing to return to normal. "That...was one hell...of a way...to wake...up," She panted.
Brittany laughed between her quick breaths, "I really liked doing that. Did you enjoy it?"
She jerked her hips once causing Brittany to spasm for a few seconds, "Answer enough?"
"God, I'm waking you up like this every time," Brittany promised smiling.
"I think I'm okay with that," She sat up and kissed Brittany quickly, "But know, if I wake before you I'm going to return the favor." She smirked before collapsing back down onto Brittany's still heaving chest.
"This weekend has been perfect," Brittany admitted, running her hands up and down Santana's back causing goosebumps. She smiled, one cheek mushed up against a thudding heart.
"You're perfect babe," She countered and then turned her head to place a kiss right above her heart. Brittany's smile grew tenfold and she hugged Santana with all the strength she had left in her body. Santana leaned her head back and snuggled back between perfect breasts to listen to that perfect heartbeat.
"I don't know why I was so scared of this," Brittany admitted softly after they laid there silently for a few minutes.
"I was scared too. I'm still scared," Santana voiced her own thoughts about it.
"Why?" Brittany asked, hands stopping at her lower back.
"I don't want to hurt you and its getting harder to keep myself from just losing control," She answered bringing her arms to wrap underneath Brittany's waist and pull them tighter together.
"Is that why you held back during that last time?" Brittany asked. She nodded against her chest and Brittany took a deep breath in preparation for what she was about to say. Santana wasn't sure she was going to like it or not, "I liked it when you let go a little. I really loved it when you let go and took me against the kitchen counter," Brittany confessed.
Santana pulled back needing to make eye contact for this conversation, "I can't ever live with myself if I hurt you."
"Santana, its a good kind of pain. I want you to get rough with me, like you just can't bear to keep from making me yours. I want you to make me scream your name and cause my mind to frazzle out and have things explode behind my eyes and everything burning inside," Brittany continued confessing, these thoughts playing in her head before she'd woken Santana up with her mouth. "I love how you fill me till I can't possible take anymore and then there's more of you just ready to please me. I love being surrounded by you and driven insane till I can't even form words in my mind."
"But what if I really hurt you?" Santana asks. That animalistic side of her was relishing in hearing this confession but the humanity in her was afraid.
"I don't think you will. Even the wolf inside of you wouldn't hurt me," Brittany voices her thoughts on it.
"I just can't. Not just yet," Santana admits with a shaky voice. Brittany kisses the top of her head and nods.
"Your mating cycle will be by soon enough," Brittany reminds her.
Oh god! She's right. It would be rounding the corner again in just a few weeks but those days before Brittany's time would be first and those acted like a mini mating cycle. There was no way she'd be able to control herself then and now that they were having sex her wolf wouldn't survive any separation. She was going to have to get over this fear and find some way to trust that she wouldn't hurt her.
"You have to promise me! Promise me that if I hurt you, you tell me right that second. Make me listen," Santana pleaded, needing this promise to hopefully calm the panic rising inside her.
"I promise, love. I will tell you any and every time," Brittany promised. She leaned down and sealed it with a kiss. Santana nodded briefly then collapsed back onto her chest. They snuggled for a bit longer till Brittany thrust her hips and Santana became very much aware that she was still buried to the hilt, she was only semi hard but as Brittany squirmed that quickly changed and then she was bucking up into Brittany in quick short thrusts, turning her head to suck a perk nipple into her mouth.
Brittany spread her legs and Santana slipped deeper into her, bottoming out and filling her fully. She moaned into those perfect breast, nipping at the nipple between her teeth. Brittany's hands found purchase in her hair and kept her there where she happily swirled her tongue and dragged her teeth.
The angle was awkward and she finally just shifted to her knees pulling Brittany by the waist till she was lifted onto her thighs and she was thrusting down into her. Brittany's back was arched, feet hooked behind her thighs. Her hands fell from her hair and gripped at the bed sheets.
"Faster San," Brittany gasped out and Santana leaned down, hands falling from her slim waist to brace herself against the mattress. Her thighs began to burn as she moved quicker, a tiny layer of sweat quickly covering them both.
"Ugh, you're so deep," Brittany breathed out, fingers flexing against the sheets. Her knuckles turned white as Santana put more strength behind her trust taking them to the level she was comfortable with without fear of hurting Brittany.
The frame squeaked and groaned again and she gasped as the pressure began to build up. She reached down, gripping at Brittany's ass and feeling those cheeks flexing as those inner walls squeezed her in tighter. "Fuck Britt, your so tight," She whispered, barely getting any air into her lungs to even function breathing right.
Brittany pulled her in tighter and then exploded around her. She felt the wetness rush against her member in a wave of liquid heat then she was jerking too. She pulled out, Brittany still full from their last round and covered abs, thighs, and a throbbing pussy with long streams of cum. Her sheets were practically ruined, not even a handful of washes would get them clean.
Brittany laid their with a lazy smile, arms stretched out by her sides, legs hanging limply from Santana's thighs. "I love that feeling," Brittany hummed with satisfaction.
"I think you're addicted to it," Santana chuckled while still catching her breath. Thank her higher powers she had wolf stamina or she'd have needed a case of red bull and some rare steak hours ago.
"Can you blame me?" Brittany shot back turning to gaze up at Santana.
"Hell no," She leaned over and kissed her soft and sweet before pulling back again and looking at the mess they'd made. "Looks like we need another shower."
"Can we take it together?" Brittany asked with innocence. Well she tried to but Santana saw right through that catching that mysterious smile Brittany had shot her with yesterday. She finally placed it, it was a look of seduction.
"You can't possible be ready to go again?" Santana asked with shock. Brittany just shrugged but she could still smell the arousal coming of Brittany and she started to stir again. "We've been going at it since Friday night. Aren't you sore?"
"We took that break last night and watched some movies," Brittany defended. "Besides the best way to work out sore muscles is to stretch them out." There was that seductive smile again and the possessive growl that tore from her was not at all surprising.
"Let's clean up and get some food in you. I don't know how I would feel with you passing out from too much sex," She admitted setting a plan for their afternoon.
"You would feel proud and worried," Brittany answered and she was completely right. Santana chuckled at how well her mate knew her and scooped Brittany up into her arms carrying her into the bathroom.
She started up the shower and pulled them both inside. She wanted to make sure they really enjoyed it this time instead of trying to get off but Brittany's arousal heightened when she washed her hair and soaped up her body. It was pretty much a done deal that Brittany would be moaning her name in just a few minutes when she started soaping up those perfect breasts.
She rinsed the soap from her body and licked at the skin on the back of Brittany's neck, wrapping her arms around Brittany's waist. She was flush against her back, erection pressed tightly between them. She jutted her hips lazily, enjoying the feel of wet skin and warm water dancing between them. She squeezed and massaged the breasts in both her hands, flicking fingers over peaked nipples. She continued licking and nipping at the curve of her neck being sure to leave a visible hickey.
Brittany moaned placing her hands over the ones squeezing at her breasts. "God Santana, I love your touch."
She growled into Brittany's neck, biting gently. She continued her gentle bucking against Brittany's back, her member slipping between tight ass cheeks. She trailed her left hand down from a perfect breast to dip between warm slick folds. She explored lightly, feeling the hitch in Brittany's breathing. She traced the bundle of nerves at the top, getting hips to jerk and put a delicious pressure against her throbbing member.
She continued the slow pace until Brittany begged for more and then she slipped a finger into her hot entrance and began a gentle thrusting, matching her hips with her hands. Brittany's head fell back on her shoulder and rolled so Santana had more space to nibble and trail kisses. She dipped another finger between her folds and began thrusting with both, making sure to rub the palm of her hand against the nub at top.
Brittany was quickly trembling in her arms and then she was clenching her ass cheeks around her member and spots exploded behind her eyes, her orgasm sneaking up on her. Long ropes of cum landed in Brittany's hair, on her back, on Santana's chest and shoulder and then one the finally spurts covered Brittany's ass.
She removed her fingers and held Brittany up against her to keep her steady till her legs could hold her again. The scent of arousal finally died down and she sensed that Brittany was finally sated. At least for awhile. Once Brittany could stand on her own they scrubbed themselves clean again, making sure to do themselves since helping went so well ten minutes ago.
Once they got out dried off and barely put any clothes on Santana went and cooked them lunch while Brittany hunted down her section of movies in Santana's DVD cabinet. She returned with The Little Mermaid and Finding Nemo clearly going with a sea theme for the afternoon.
She fed them grilled cheese and tomato soup and they curled on the couch to watch the movies. Before Ariel even lost her voice they were lost in each other with tongues down each others throat. They finished the movie/make out session when Brittany pulled away once she noticed the end credits playing. She quickly changed out the DVD's and waited to hit play before sprawling out on top of Santana again.
"Now where were we?" Brittany smirked before diving back in for some sweet lady kisses. Their frantic kisses that were of bruising lips and dueling tongues eventually died down to lazy kisses and soft caresses of fingers in sensitive places. By the time the credits of Finding Nemo began playing they were both passed out on the couch and the sun was setting in the sky. It was the perfect way to end a perfect weekend.
Authors Note:
My oh my...do I need to say anything for this one or just wait to hear your responses?
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