Warnings: LOTS OF SEX! (Seriously, it's the entire update) We have many different positions. We finally get a doggy style scene. Some furniture breaks. Rough sex. Knotting (By request) and a scene requested by Heavenly Divine (I hope it met your expectations). As always LOTS OF CUM! You've been warned.
ENJOY!
Brittany didn't regain consciousness for hours after Santana bit her. It had freaked the hell out of her. She was certain that she'd broken or killed her mate. Often she'd lean down and listen to Brittany's heartbeat just to make sure it was still strong. As the hours passed Brittany's heartbeat began to beat faster and harder but Brittany didn't stir or seem to be coming out of sleep. That really sent her worry in a frenzy. She'd tried calling Kurt or Blaine but neither were answering. It was dangerously close to their mating cycles starting and she figured they were either helping Quinn settle for the week or they'd already started themselves. Either way she wasn't going to be getting a call back any time soon.
She'd moved them from the couch to her bed, tucking Brittany under the covers and lying down next to her. She watched and listened and hopped Brittany would wake up soon and reassure her that everything was okay. She looked down at the raised skin that marred Brittany's neck in a perfect mark of Santana's wolf bite. It didn't look like human teeth marks but either way everyone would know she belonged to Santana. (That or she survived a serious animal attack; which in a way it kinda was).
The sun set and the hours passed into early morning and Santana still kept watch over Brittany. She noticed the change in body heat but it balanced out to where Santana's normally stayed at. It didn't seem to continue to get hotter nor did Brittany act as if she had a fever. She was still surprised how quickly the mark at Brittany's neck healed. She wondered if it was like that for Blaine. Not that anyone was picking up their phones to answer her building questions.
She sat beside Brittany patiently, watching for any changes to panic about. Other than the rise in temperature and the mark at Brittany's neck; she sat there in silence listening to her mate's heartbeat. She could smell the sun start to rise and panic rapidly beat inside her chest. Why wouldn't Brittany wake up? Something seriously had to be wrong.
The worry that was clutching at her heart lessened when Brittany groaned and rolled over onto her side. Long limbs stretched and a moan tore from soft pink lips. Brittany blinked open her eyes and sharp blue pierced soft brown and Santana's breath caught. "Morning," Brittany smiled and rolled back over onto her back and stretched some more.
Santana didn't say anything. She didn't know what to say so she just leaned over and ran fingers softly from Brittany's temple to the risen mark on her neck. As soon as her fingers touched risen skin a heavy shiver rippled down Brittany's back and blue eyes darkened.
"What's wrong?" Brittany asked her voice laced with arousal. Immediately Santana's body responded as it always would to Brittany. This time the fire inside her burned even hotter. Like molten lava coursing through her veins. The reaction inside her was new but familiar. She pushed it down the best she could, closing her eyes and holding her breath until her reaction was manageable.
"How do you feel?" It was the safest way to ask about all her worries. Was she too rough? Is she in pain? Did she take it to far? Does she regret her mark? She didn't feel like she could voice those questions without breaking down herself in a fit of panic.
Brittany's brows furrowed together as she twisted her long fingers into the sheets as she thought. Santana watched patiently, knowing that she would get an honest evaluation. Brittany promised to be honest when it came to their sexy times and she knew Brittany would keep that promise even if it would hurt Santana.
"I feel like an overcharged battery. I'm buzzing and twitching and it feels so good," Brittany closed her eyes, hummed and a grin stretched across her lips.
Santana wasn't expecting that. She didn't really know what she had been expecting but in her mind it was nothing good or anything she could actually fix. "So you're okay?" She just had to make sure.
"I'm perfect San. Everything is perfect," Brittany reassured her, sitting up and cupping Santana's cheeks. She closed her eyes, believing her mates reassurance. She let out a breath she had been holding and leaned forward taking Brittany's bottom lip between her own. Everything Brittany filled her senses, blocking out everything else. No fear, no worries. Just the smell and feel of Brittany and everything inside her calmed and buzzed in peace.
She wrapped her hands around Brittany's slim waist and pulled her into her lap. Long legs straddled her and Brittany leaned down as she tangled her hands into long dark locks. She licked out at moist lips and Brittany parted them slightly giving Santana access. Her hands traveled down to Brittany's hips, gripping at the flesh there as their tongues danced together. Brittany ground down on warm hardness and moaned into Santana's mouth.
She could feel that ball of molten arousal pulsing inside her, threatening to explode and take control of Santana's body. She bit it down again and pulled away from swollen lips to breathe in some control. Her wolf whined in pain and she could feel the tremble of resistance vibrate beneath her skin. She could feel the beginnings of her mating cycle claw at her mental resolve.
Brittany hummed again, resting their foreheads together. Brittany untangled her fingers from Santana's hair and brought her arms to wrap around her neck. "I can feel you," Brittany whispered. Santana forced her hips to stay still not wanting to lose control. Her cycle shouldn't start for two more days. If it was barely manageable now she didn't know how they were going to survive two days till it started and five days of it at full strength. She was sporting a raging hard on which was now deemed a common thing if they were together in the morning or if Brittany smelled like that. Like sex and happiness and a spice of Santana lingering under her skin.
"It's okay if you don't want to," Santana mumbled embarrassed for once that she couldn't control herself if Brittany was even within range.
Brittany shook her head 'no' against Santana's, "Not that. Though I love that feeling." Brittany reaffirmed that by grinding down against her member and catching her breath in her chest. Santana ran her hand up and down Brittany's thighs. Santana leaned up and kissed her softly before squeezing her hips to continue what she was saying. Brittany smiled softly before it slipped from her lips, "I can feel your worry. Like I can feel what your feeling. I think I've always known what you're feeling just by looking at you but this is like I'm feeling it too."
She reached up and ran her fingers from Brittany's temple to her chin and leaned up to kiss her again. She never wanted Brittany to worry just because she was worrying. But the fact that Brittany could feel it like it was her own, what did that mean?
"I was worried. You wouldn't wake up," Santana explained looking off to the side, brows scrunched in thought. Brittany could feel that? Was it a side effect of the mark? Would Brittany feel other emotions of hers? If she could get passed the worry maybe they could test that theory out.
Brittany didn't comment but drew Santana's attention back to her by cupping her cheeks and kissing her again. The sun was burning through the blinds and the smell of dew on the grass was less by the time Brittany released her lips. "Hmm, why did you stop?" She pouted and flexed her fingers where they rested under Brittany's shirt at the small of her back.
"We have that field trip today. We should get ready," Brittany explained. Santana groaned and brought her forehead to rest on Brittany's shoulder. Brittany chuckled, running her fingers through dark locks in a soothing pattern. "I should jump in the shower. Could you grab my bag out of the car?" Brittany asked.
Santana groaned again into the hollow of Brittany's neck. Sure, she would get Brittany's bag but that meant getting out of bed and right now she was very comfortable with Brittany straddling her. She dropped her hands from Brittany's back and rolled her head back from her shoulder, "I don't wanna go to school," She whined with a pout.
"I know babe but we're going to miss all next week. I should go today so I don't fall too far behind," Brittany smiled softly and pulled back before Santana could distract her with awesome lady kisses.
"Fine. Don't take too long in the shower or I might join you. Then we'll never leave," Santana smirked as she teased her. Brittany rolled her eyes and hopped off her then practically skipped to the bathroom. How that woman could be so bubbly in the morning astonished her. She sat up on her elbows and looked toward the bathroom really contemplating if Brittany would be pissed if she just charged in and joined her anyway.
She shook her head trying to dispel the images in her mind. It wouldn't help to get herself worked up again before they went to school. It was already bad enough she was going to be forced on a school bus with a bunch of people she hated. She wasn't even sure if her pack was going to make it today since they hadn't been answering their phones.
She rolled out of bed and padded outside to get Brittany's bag. As soon as she reached her car the smell of Brittany disappeared from around her and the ball in her stomach that had been resting there since yesterday clenched and shot spikes of pain throughout her body. The pain clouded her senses and her knees nearly buckled.
Instincts told her she needed to get back to Brittany. That only her scent and presence would ease this pain. She could feel the tremor under her skin. Her wolf was fighting against her, trying to claw its way out and get back to its mate. Her human body wasn't moving fast enough. She breathed through her nose forcefully and ripped open the car door, grabbing Britt's bag then kicking the door shut. She moved as fast as her human legs could carry her and then she was back into her apartment.
Everything inside had a faint scent of Brittany in the fabric and in the air but she couldn't smell Brittany directly and those spikes of pain were driving deeper into her. She whimpered and leaned against the wall, her knees buckling in the struggle against turning. She knew once she let go of her human self she couldn't control her wolf. She could hurt Brittany and that was something she could never forgive herself of.
The bag fell to the floor and she stumbled her way to the bathroom door. The water had stopped running but it had washed clean Brittany's scent and left it weak. That wasn't allowed. She needed that peach aroma to cloud her senses and fill her being. Her wolf fought desperately knowing that Brittany was just through the door.
She pushed open the door, steam pouring out into the apartment. Brittany stood in front of the sink, toweling her hair dry. She hadn't put clothes on yet and her body was glistening from the water droplets that still clung to her silky smooth skin. A few of those beads of water collected and trailed down between shoulder blades into the dimples above Brittany's toned buttocks.
She licked her lips, wanting to run her tongue over the trail she just watched. Her canines were extended and poked at her tongue and lips. A fog settled over her mind dimming any reason she may have had. The pain in her body rippled into want and need. She needed to make Brittany her's, to cloud out the scent of the world on Brittany's skin till it was masked with her own scent. To do that she wanted to just push Brittany forward till her legs spread and Santana could just drive home into velvet heat. She needed to make Brittany scream her name and swell with her seed.
Brittany wiped at the mirror and gasped when their gazes connected. Brittany's body reacted seeing how aroused Santana was behind her. Santana took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the thickness of Brittany's arousal and knew that her mate was now dripping in want of her. A growl rumbled from her chest and it was the only warning she gave Brittany.
Santana stalked forward pushing herself flush against Brittany's back. Santana gripped at Brittany's hips, nails digging into the skin tightly. The fog thickened over Santana's mind and she could only process one though and desire which she growled out, "Mine."
Brittany shuddered at the word that was growled into her hair. Santana ran her hands over damp skin before pushing at Brittany's back and forcing her to lean over the counter, backside sticking out. Santana followed her, leaning against her back and licking at the mark left on Brittany's shoulder. Brittany gripped onto the edge of the counter and watched Santana through the cloudy mirror.
One second Santana was rubbing at Brittany's back, nipping at the mark on her neck then the sound of cloth ripping filled the bathroom. It was the only warning Brittany had before Santana thrust in without warning and filled her completely. At this angle she was in deeper, Santana not even completely inside before she had filled Brittany to the core. Brittany screamed at the intrusion. Not prepared and definitely not wet enough.
"Mine," Santana growled again. She had enough sense to wait for Brittany to adjust to her being inside so quickly. When walls clenched around her and Brittany's pained expression shifted to pleasure, Santana gripped at Brittany's hips holding them firmly and pulled out. She wasn't rough, just fast in her thrusts. This was about making Brittany's hers. To fill her with all of her seed till she was swelling and panting. She needed to mate with her mate. Her cycle had begun.
Brittany's hands gripped at the counter, knuckles white from the strain. She was gasping, unable to catch her breath. The tightness built up inside both of them quickly with Santana's quick thrusts. She was barely pulling all the way out before driving back in, jamming the tip of her cock into Brittany's cervix which left her gasping at each ram.
Toes curled and Brittany's forehead dropped to rest against the cool countertop. "San...umph...gah...I'm so," Brittany gasped again, her back arching and her eyes squeezed close tightly.
Santana growled grabbing at slick hips and trying not to dig her nails through the skin. The tension was near snapping point inside of her but she wouldn't come until Brittany did. It had to be pleasurable for both of them but that wasn't her wolf's though it was hers. Her wolf just wanted to explode inside its mate until she was filled with her pups. Santana was grasping to what little humanity she had left in her mind. She couldn't give in but she felt like it was a losing battle as her wolf howled in triumph as her orgasm over powered her reason.
Brittany screamed as her body went rigid before it turned into a trembling mess in Santana's arms. Brittany's knees buckled and her weight was only being held up by how she was tossed over the bathroom counter. Santana didn't pull out till well after her last spurt. Brittany was panting feeling just how full she was.
Santana pawed at her hips and pulled out, watching as all of her cum spilled out on the bathroom floor. Her wolf howled in rage. That needed to stay inside Brittany. She needed Brittany full of her seed to bear her pups. Brittany looked back unable to read Santana's expression but knowing that she was distraught. "Babe?" Brittany asked.
"Not enough," Santana grit her teeth and pulled at Brittany till Brittany was tossed over her shoulder. Brittany squealed as Santana marched into the bedroom and tossed her onto the bed. She was suddenly very turned on by an aggressive Santana. Brittany laid spread eagle on the bed, unable to move from still shaking post-orgasm.
Santana leaned down, inhaling deeply. The smell of their combined cum sent sparks throughout her senses. It was addicting and Santana buried her nose between Brittany's thighs trying to inhale all of it. She continued her long inhale up from Brittany's thighs, over trembling abs, between heaving breasts, till she was settled at the hollow of Brittany's throat. She licked out at her mark and Brittany sucked in a sharp breath, her body jolting up into Santana's.
Her wolf still wasn't satisfied, nor would it be till it had claimed Brittany. Santana tried to fight for some control, knowing what her body was about to do and what Brittany needed. She felt her pupils dilate, canines scrape across her lips, and her nostrils flare. She had no control over her body. Her consciousness slipped and then she was pushing at limp thighs, till they were spread as far as they would go. In one motion she settled between part thighs and thrust all the way in.
Brittany's head tossed back on the pillow, veins popping at her throat. Long fingers snapped up and dug into Santana's shoulders, nails pinching through a layer of skin. Santana gripped at the mattress on either side of Brittany's chest as she pulled her hips back to drive them back down. This time she couldn't hold back from strength or speed.
She pounded down into Brittany, needed to find release and fill her mate to the brim. She grit her teeth, feeling herself on the edge of shifting. Brittany whimpered beneath her, holding onto her shoulders as Santana drove them to the brink of insanity with fast, hard thrusts. She didn't hear as Brittany tried to form the words to ask her to slow down or to be softer, nor did she hear the drywall cracking from the headboard slamming into it with every hard thrust Santana produced. The only thing that could form in Santana's mind was that she was going to make Brittany hers and only hers. She would prove that until her body no longer could move.
That ball of tightness exploded inside and erupted out to fill Brittany with Santana's cum. She kept cumming till Brittany was coated on the inside, cum spurting out from between them and pooling on the sheets beneath. Brittany panted, eyes still clenched shut as her walls convulsed around Santana's twitching member. Santana leaned down, resting her nose at the crook of Brittany's neck. She took a deep breath and hummed in content at the smell of sexual satisfaction that littered Brittany's skin. She could smell the sweat and exertion and their combined sated arousal. She nuzzled her nose into her mates mark and practically purred as reason settled back into her mind again.
"What was that?" Brittany asked.
This was a moment of rest for them both. Santana wasn't sure how long it would last till her wolf became restless and needed to claim Brittany again and again. This was the start of her mating cycle and the beginning of a long week.
"My cycle started," Santana answered still nose deep in Brittany's neck.
"I didn't know it was going to be like that," Brittany commented reaching her arms around Santana's shoulders in a hug.
"Are you okay?" She asked, not really able to move. She was afraid if she was slightly parted with Brittany's scent that would only prompt another bout of pleasurable insanity. Brittany needed to recover from this. That was the only downside to being mated to a human. They couldn't heal or recover as quickly as their wolf mates could. Santana could very easily hurt Brittany if she couldn't regain her control. These next few days could become very dangerous. She was already rough in the first two hours of her cycle and that was barely with any control. It was only going to get worse but there would be moments she would come out of it.
"I wasn't expecting that," Brittany whispered. Her voice was hollow like her mind wasn't behind her words. Santana forced herself to pull back to examine blue eyes. She reached up, running her thumb over still rose tinted cheeks.
"It caught me by surprise. I'm sorry I didn't warn you it was happening," Santana tried not to let Brittany sense her sadness but it was impossible. Brittany pulled her down for a kiss to reassure her that they were okay, that it was okay.
"It was kinda sexy how out of control you were," Brittany shrugged and pecked Santana's lips again. Santana felt a jolt in the pit of her stomach. Brittany didn't know, wasn't prepared.
"It's going to get much worse. I was still sort of in control this time. I won't be for most of it," Santana tried to warn her.
"Seemed a bit out of control to me," Brittany pulled back and looked up at Santana confused.
"Babe, I was still trying not to hurt you. I can't promise that will stay on my mind," She explained.
"Oh," Brittany whispered. She twisted her lips in thought, running her hands through Santana's wild hair. "It'll be okay. I trust you."
"I know. I just don't trust myself. I don't want to hurt you," Santana muttered and rolled off Brittany. Brittany gasped and winced when Santana's cock popped out and juices practically squirted out of her and onto the sheets. Santana looked down and growled in disappointment that her cum had spilled out of Brittany.
Brittany looked over at Santana in shock from the unexpected rumbling from Santana. "Babe?" Brittany asked and Santana can hear the slight fear that laced her voice. She turned to look at Brittany trying to push down the need to claim Brittany again. "Oh god," Brittany gasped seeing Santana's look of hunger and extended canines. It was a pointless battle when Santana was destined to lose.
Brittany couldn't stop her from rolling back on top of her and immediately claiming her again. Brittany cried out from shock, sensitivity, and pain as Santana took her again and again till they both passed out from physical exhaustion.
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Brittany was sore but it was manageable. When Santana looked at her with that look of hunger and burning desire, Brittany couldn't help the rush of arousal that filled her and made her toes curl in anticipation. Santana just couldn't keep her hands off of her and she was loving every second of it so far. She was also very thankful how flexible she is from dance.
For instance, she was rolled up on her shoulders as one leg was thrown over Santana's shoulders while Santana held her weight at her hips. She helped balance her weight with her arms but her neck was slightly bent that would soon become likely to cramp.
She currently couldn't think of that as her mind was blocked out by the sparks of pleasure each time Santana drove her hips down and her cock slammed fully into Brittany. Santana was the picture of pure seduction; her long dark locks falling around her face, veins popping in her neck, muscles flexed as she held up Brittany's weight. Brittany couldn't get over watching as Santana's abs flexed and rolled as she continued to thrust into her. She watched as Santana's cock pulled in and out, gleaming from her wetness.
She moaned and her eyes rolled back into her head. Santana was driving her insane from the constant strokes against that one spot inside of her that made rainbows explode behind her eyes. She was reaching that cliff far too quickly. She wanted this to last longer but she just couldn't hold on.
"San...god...I'm," She panted out, not able to finish her sentence before two harder thrusts tossed her over the edge and sent powerful shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
"Uhhhhnnnngggg," She moaned out and then Santana was jerking violently into her and Brittany's jaw dropped into a perfect 'O' as Santana painted her insides with her cum. She felt as she was filled to the brim and she tossed her head from side to side at the sensation of Santana still filling her even though it was spilling out from between them.
Santana's canines retracted and Brittany was carefully lowered back down before Santana nestled in on top of her, still hard inside of her. Her stomach growled painfully and it occurred to her that she hadn't eaten anything in who knows how long.
"Babe?" Brittany called out running her fingers through Santana's hair. Santana grunted and nuzzled further into her neck, licking out at her mark and sending shivers down her spine. "We should really eat something."
Santana responded by nibbling at her neck and Brittany knew exactly what that meant. Santana was content just to eat her. As amazing as that sounded it wouldn't be healthy for them to keep going without something in their stomachs to fuel them other than lust and wolf desire.
"Please babe? I'm starving," Brittany pleaded after another loud rumble from her tummy. Santana heard this time and sat up on her elbows. She looked down with a sad smile knowing she hadn't taken care of Brittany if she was so hungry.
"Sorry. I can cook you something," Santana said as she went to pull out. Brittany moaned at the sensation and immediately noticed as Santana's pupils dilated and her eyes couldn't focus on Brittany's. Uh oh.
Santana pushed back in and quickly built up their rhythm again. All thoughts of food quickly left her mind as she could only focus on the painful thrusts inside her. Their mixed juices were lubrication enough but Brittany wasn't prepared or aroused.
Santana worked her way back to the edge but could not tumble over. Brittany wasn't there yet. She was nowhere close as Santana worked at a frenzied crazed pace. Santana couldn't force her mind past the fog in her head to understand why or how. She just needed to claim her mate again.
Instinct led her to nibble at Brittany's neck again and as her tongue swiped over the raised skin of her scar Brittany's smell shifted to that of high arousal. After a few swipes Brittany was trembling underneath and Santana finally felt that band snap as she could finally come again. She was forced out and came all over Brittany's thighs, abs, and chest. She whined that it was wasted by not being inside her mate but underneath all that fog she realized how hot it was to see Brittany covered in her cum.
She shook her head and rolled over, putting plenty of space between them. It was the only clear thought she could manage to not take Brittany again so quickly. Brittany took minutes before catching her breath and then getting out of bed. Santana watched as Brittany went to the bathroom and closed the door.
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Brittany was attempting to cook. That was the kindest way to put it. Santana sat at the kitchen table staring at her nude back, eying the strings from the apron she wore to keep from burning herself on the front. One flick of her finger and Brittany would bare all to her. It was more appetizing than anything the world could offer her to eat. Hell Chef Ramsey could cook her the perfect rare steak but it wouldn't make her mouth water like a naked Brittany could.
Her body reacted automatically as her arousal built but she knew she couldn't act on it till Brittany had some food in her system. Her mate was tired, she could see that clearly. Brittany was chipper but not bubbly. She moved with grace but it wasn't flawless. Brittany didn't have wolf stamina and Santana had to bite back her need to claim her just so Brittany could keep up but the battle was becoming harder and harder the more they settled into her mating cycle.
"San, what is a whisk?" Brittany asked. Santana could barely think through the haze that was settling over her thoughts. A whisk? What the hell was that? She didn't even think she had one in her kitchen.
"I don't know," She answered with a shrug, not that Brittany could see it since she was still facing away from Santana. Not that Santana minded since it gave her more time to stare at Brittany's perfect round ass. Her mouth watered just thinking about running her tongue over smooth flesh and then taking her and making Brittany scream her name as she was being claimed.
A growl tore from her throat and Brittany's shoulders tensed and her breath caught. It was the only warning Santana could give at all during this week. Without realizing Santana was standing with Brittany wrapped in her arms and she was rubbing her equally naked self over Brittany's backside.
"San, I'm so hungry. Please let me eat first," Brittany asked, hands snapping down to clench at the counter top.
"How about we order a pizza and I ravish you till it comes and then ravish you afterwards," Santana moaned into Brittany's ear. Brittany's heartbeat skipped at her sexy tone and Santana smirked in victory. That was always a sure sign that Brittany was aroused. It helped that her scent filled the air and made Santana's body shiver with want.
Brittany turned in her arms and slipped from her grip, darting to the kitchen table to grab her phone. She called the local pizza shop and placed a quick order telling them to be quick but also take their time. Santana didn't waste any time coming back up behind Brittany and reaching up to undo the knot at her neck. The apron fell to the floor and Santana pushed Brittany down onto the kitchen table.
Brittany squeaked out a goodbye to the pizza place and tossed the phone to the side. Santana pushed at her hips till she was bent over the table and leaned down to breathe in a trail from the base of her back to the crook of her neck.
"Babe," Brittany tried to get Santana's attention but she was cut off as Santana entered her quickly. Brittany winced, still tender from all the times before. But instead of just pounding away Santana keep herself buried to the hilt and breathed for a moment. Brittany flexed and shifted, trying to find a more comfortable angle and gasped as Santana's cock prodded a sensitive spot inside of her.
Santana growled again, leaned down to nip at Brittany's mark, a shiver traveling down Brittany's spine. Santana was trying to hold onto her control but it was slipping fast with her being back inside of her mate. The need and want to fill Brittany till she burst was quickly taking over her.
She pulled out till just the tip was in and gripped at Brittany's hips. She took one hand, reached down and drew small circles around Brittany's clit, trying to help her adjust quicker before Santana lost all control. She only managed to make a handful of circles before her resolve to stay still vanished as her wolf took over.
"Uh!" Brittany gasped as Santana drove back in, her tip slamming roughly into the core of her. Anytime Santana took her like this she felt like she was going to be ripped in half. With the hardness of the table underneath her, it added more pressure as Santana moved roughly inside her. The tightness was unexpected and wound her coil tighter faster. "Oh god," Brittany breathed out, squinted her eyes closed and gripping at the table edges to keep from Santana thrusting them both off.
The table scraped against the floor with each thrust and Santana's hips slapped against Brittany's in wet pops. "Mine," Santana growled feeling those sparks of pleasure build from her toes and travel like rapid fire through her entire body.
She leaned forward, back resting against Brittany's and drove in at a downward angle to hit Brittany's g-spot and drive her wild. Brittany responded with hooking her feet around Santana's calves effectively leaving Santana to manage her balance and weight.
"Ugh...mfff...God San, you're so deep," Brittany moaned.
Santana felt the sweat build between her shoulder blades as the wood of the kitchen table began to creak at their efforts. The table would scrape against the floor as Santana drove forward and Brittany would pull it back as Santana pulled out. She wasn't moving that much inside but she was putting force behind each short thrust.
The band inside of her stretched and warmth pooled in the pit of her. She was on the edge, ready to burst and fill Brittany beyond what she could manage. As her orgasm raised to its peak the legs of the kitchen table snapped and they crashed to the floor in a tangle of limbs and broken wood.
Santana didn't relent on her thrusting but still had enough sense to make sure Brittany wasn't bleeding from the fall. Brittany's arms shot out beside her, clawing at the floor with her eyes rolled into the bag of her head and back arched. Santana raised to her knees and hooked her hands under Brittany's hips to raise them, bringing Brittany to her knees but her back arched as Brittany couldn't raise to her elbows but continued clawing at the kitchen floor in response to the pleasure building up inside her.
She reached from Brittany's hip to her clit and circled it. Immediately Brittany's walls clenched around her pulsing member and warmth exploded against her. She moaned and felt that band snap and her forceful slams turned into quick jerks as she spilled long streams of cum in rapid succession.
Brittany fell limp in her arms as she continued to jerk for a few minutes until she filled Brittany so much, it was dripping out from between them. She pulled out in a wet pop and watched in disappointment as her cum pooled out of her mate onto the broken kitchen table top.
Brittany panted against the floor unable to open her eyes or move from where she was lying. Her body was physically unable to move...again.
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"No, please I can't take anymore," Brittany's body shook and trembled without control as Santana's head bobbed between her thighs. Santana woke to her senses being vacant of Brittany's scent. So as Brittany continued to rest from their first day of her mating cycle, Santana buried her nose in the one place that was thick with her scent.
It didn't take much for Santana to lose control of what she swore to herself would be one quick inhale. Now she was currently licking Brittany to her third orgasm. It was one hell of a way to wake her up but Santana was merely returning the favour from all the morning blow jobs she'd gotten since they'd started having sex. Not to mention the rush of flavor on her tongue each time when Brittany exploded around her left her with a shiver of satisfaction.
Thighs clenched around Santana's head, hands in her hair pulling and pushing as Brittany went from wanting her to continue to stopping from being overly sensitive. Brittany's back arched, head tossed back into the pillow as her chest heaved up and down in rapid breaths.
"San!" Brittany screamed out her name as liquid warmth filled her mouth. She grinned having her taste buds drown in the taste of Brittany. It was sweet and salty and everything she wanted to taste first thing in the morning or ever.
Brittany's entire body went limp, with an occasional spasm from aftershocks after three orgasms. Santana leaned back on her knees and wiped at her chin and around her mouth that were coated with Brittany's juices. She licked her fingers clean before climbing up to lay next to Brittany.
She smiled over at Brittany who was having the hardest time trying to catch her breath. Now that her mate was awake Santana began to struggle with the clarity that she'd semi woken with. She would never take her mate unconscious but she was awake now and her arousal and cum filled the air of the apartment. Santana's need and drive was awoken and that haze was settling over her mind.
"Britt," She groaned and took a deep breath trying to bring some control back to her body but it was pointless.
"I'm so sensitive San. I don't think I can," Brittany whimpered. Santana's expression turned to one of pain as she was now fighting herself to keep from taking Brittany. She wouldn't ever force herself on her mate no matter what her body was telling her. Brittany reached out to touch her cheek but Santana flinched back knowing she wouldn't stop herself if Brittany touched her.
"No," Santana groaned and rolled herself out of the bed.
"San? What's wrong?" Brittany asked sitting up on her elbows and watching with worry as Santana struggled on the floor.
She needed to take Brittany, make her mate hers. She needed to pound into her till she was full and bursting and then fill her some more. She rolled onto her stomach, practically humping the floor in her fight for control. Her shoulders trembled, fingers popped as they turned to claws, teeth sharp and extended. She was half way through transition but she knew her wolf would take Brittany and not think twice about it.
Brittany leaned over the bed, reaching to touch Santana in an attempt to calm her down. Only knowing that her touch could normally do that but wouldn't have the same effect during the cycle. Santana snapped her teeth in warning before jumping from the floor and scrambling back, tripping over furniture in an attempt to get as far away from Brittany's body as she could.
Brittany watched in horror as Santana literally spasm against the floor, clawing at the carpet in an attempt to keep from jumping Brittany's body. If Brittany said no Santana would not touch her. Even if she had to rip herself apart to keep that promise. Brittany realized though what was happening. Santana couldn't not have her body even if she was tired, sore, and extremely sensitive.
Brittany couldn't say no if it was going to cause Santana pain. "It's okay Santana. I think I'm good now. Come ravish me."
Santana wasn't going to be fooled. Brittany winced every time she shifted in the bed. Santana had pushed her too far, not that she could stop herself but she was going to stop herself this time. Her wolf howled in despair at being too far from Brittany's warmth and velvet skin.
Brittany got up from the bed, seeing that Santana wouldn't act. She straddled Santana on the ground and leaned down, kissing her forcefully in resolve about what she was going to do. Santana clawed at the carpet, not wanting to touch Brittany more than their bodies already were. If she reached for smooth skin she would flip them and dive right between Brittany's thighs and hurt her more.
Brittany shifted till Santana was sheathed inside her. She winced at how painful it was but she knew it was necessary for her mate to keep her sanity. She shouldn't have denied her mate the one thing she needed so much of during her cycle.
Santana whimpered as Brittany began to grind against her to get their arousal at an equal pace. It would be easier for Brittany if she could get wetter and not have her insides ripped apart. Santana felt her nails rip into the carpet to keep control. Her canines extended and she bit into her inner lips to keep clarity in the situation.
Once Brittany adjusted she began bouncing against Santana's hips hoping to draw them to a release faster and bring them to a moment of rest and peace. This was really a 'get it done fast' moment. Brittany bit back a sob as her insides burned from too much friction over the past few days. She closed her eyes, leaning over and resting her hands on Santana's shoulders to find her balance as she bounced without restraint against Santana's hips.
Santana felt the carpet peel and tear beneath her hands as she clawed at the floor. She growled, still biting her lips as she felt the coil inside tighten incredibly tight. If she could think clearly she'd know how humanly turned on she was by a commanding Brittany. She really did like being topped and that made her orgasm so much more forceful as she quickly came.
Brittany gasped in surprise as Santana jerked up and filled her with so much cum she knew she was bursting at the brim. Her orgasm took her by surprise just as she was surprised by Santana's quicker release. She dropped to rest fully against Santana's hips grinding as she rode out her quick but intense wave of pleasure.
She collapsed on top of Santana, arms no longer able to support her weight and promptly slipped from consciousness. Her body literally had no energy left to even keep her eyes open.
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"Oh my god," Brittany moaned, biting the pillow beneath her head. She was gratefully they finally made it back to the bed. She was flush against the mattress, Santana fully laying on top of her. Her legs were spread as far as they could as Santana's hips lifted up and down pounding into her from above. She gripped at the sheets, Santana's hands next to hers doing the same.
She could hear fabric ripping as Santana's nails tore through it. The bed groaned with each thrust and wet slaps filled the air only occupied by the sounds of their gasps and moans. Santana had rolled them over out of sleep till she'd been lying on top of her. One shift and Santana was slipping into her and began thrusting.
The mattress dipped and bounced as their weight shifted as Santana literally bounced in and out of her. The thrusts were fast and deep and Brittany could feel her insides bruising at the force behind each downward thrust.
Santana growled down into her ear and Brittany twitched from the extra shot of arousal from hearing Santana dominate her so forcefully. Santana's mouth found her neck, teeth fitting perfectly over her mates mark. A warm tongue licked out over the risen skin and Brittany's body exploded in pleasure.
Her eyes rolled into the back of her head at the newest sensation of Santana swelling inside her. Santana kept licking at her neck, still bouncing her hips against Brittany's ass, cock slipping in and out of her vagina easily now with her recent rush of cum from her orgasm.
She could feel the coil inside her pull tighter again as Santana continued to drive down into her g spot. Her toes curled and she reached up to wrap her fingers around Santana's straining forearm. The base of Santana's cock swelled and she could feel it stretching her entrance till Santana couldn't even pull out anymore, but instead was grinding into her.
She winced in pain as Santana kept attempting to pull out but they were stuck together. She couldn't stop the tears from pooling in the corner of her eyes from the pain that quickly pushed down her second orgasm.
Santana growled again against the flesh of her neck where her mouth was still attached. She could feel the prick of Santana's canines. Santana jerked and Brittany could feel a spurt of cum coat her insides. The pleasure was drowned out by the sudden pain of Santana biting her over her mark. She cried out, eyes clenched close and tears pouring out.
But the pain mixed with Santana's continuous spurts of cum sent her into a overpowering orgasm that bent her back at an angle, fingers cramping from clenching the sheets so tightly and tasting the feathers from the pillow she was ripping through with her own teeth.
Santana's orgasm continued long past Brittany's second. She twitched against the sheets and tried to shift but it pulled at Santana's cock that was somehow stuck inside her. She could feel herself swelling from so much cum inside her that it was almost painful but the base of Santana's cock stretched her so much that nothing could leak out and release the pressure. As the pressure built it pressed against all the sensitive spots inside of her and she could feel a third orgasm building. She feared it, certain that it would break her mentally and physically.
Santana groaned against her shoulder, licking at the fresh bite mark. Brittany could feel the skin stitch itself back together like it did the first time Santana bit her. It tickled but it wasn't enough of a sensation to block out all of the pain that throbbed through her body. She felt so used and broken, like her body would never recover. She was certain it would take days before she could properly walk again without wanting to cry from the friction burn inside her body. Not to mention the fact that she really felt like Santana's cum was going to burst out of her from her belly button or something because none of the pressure was releasing from between them.
She wasn't sure how long they laid there but her body was seriously cramping and she was freely crying at this point. Santana finally stopped twitching and then the tightness that stretched her released. Santana's cock was forced out of her by all the cum once the swelling went down enough for her to pull out.
She cried from relief of the pressure letting go and felt what felt like minutes of Santana's cum spilling out of her. The cramps persisted through her body but she just couldn't move. She gripped at the pillow in pain and discomfort and prayed that sleep would take her so she could find some rest for her body.
Santana groaned and Brittany felt the bed dip and shift beside her. They breathed for long minutes and it gave Brittany time to bite back the sobs that wanted to rip from her chest. Everything hurt and throbbed and she was so hungry. She knew if Santana tried one more time it would literally break her. She couldn't take anymore.
"Oh crap, my apartment is trashed," Santana muttered finally released from the fog of her mating cycle. She felt Santana stretch from beside her and then pull herself out of bed. "Man, I'm starving. When did we last eat?" Santana asked.
Brittany didn't answer, face buried in the pillow to keep Santana from seeing her cry. It seemed Santana finally snapped out her cycle. Brittany was relieved it was over. She'd survived but barely.
"Britt, babe?" Santana asked when Brittany couldn't contain the sob that tore from her chest. Brittany shook her head into the pillow and clenched her eyes shut. She was afraid to say anything to Santana, desperate for her to not know how rough this week had been. She wasn't ready, how could she have been ready for that?
"Babe," Santana asked again then tried to curl up behind her and wrap her into a comforting embrace.
Brittany shrugged her off. She didn't need to be touched right now. She really wanted to feel in control of her own body and not having Santana touch her. She didn't think she could fall asleep if anything but the bed beneath her touched her right now.
"What's wrong?" Santana asked back to her sweet loving self and not her desperate horny wolf.
She thought about how used she felt and how sore and broken inside her was. "I didn't think it would be like that," She whispered. Santana heard her and her heart broke. What the hell happened that would make Brittany cry? Was it really that bad?
Authors note:
So we finally get to see the mating cycle. Was it everything you expected or was it really not worth the wait? I'm curious to hear your thoughts.
Thank you to all the request, I did manage to sneak a few into this one. Also thanks to klikeszombies for reading it over for me.
Don't hesitate to send me more requests. I do have a few to work through but more are always welcome. We do have a lot of story to go through and I promised at least one sex scene per chapter so send in those requests.
Also I'll be posting a master sheet to each request and what chapter they were filled or will be filled. I'll be posting this on Tumblr and if you want to see yours I can give you a chapter estimate if I haven't already written it.
Thanks to all the reviews. I love them all and I can't wait to hear what you have to say about this one.
Also, good luck with those feels on Thursday. I've been listening to Mine on repeat all night. Holy crap this episode is going to be tough but I seriously can't wait.