Prompt fills: Morning sex, riding, against the door, standing from behind, shower sex, lots of cum, dirty talk, horny Britt.
Fill locations in the ch: Beginning and end. Middle is all plot fills.
She just couldn't catch her breath. Not that she was complaining or noticing that she wasn't breathing. Two perfect, perky breast danced in her vision. Pink nipples were erect and begging for her tongue but the long strong arms pinning her to the bed kept her from sitting up and wrapping her lips around one and sucking it till her lips were numb.
She gripped at flexing thighs, trying to grasp anything and remind herself that this was reality. Hot silk was pulsing around her member, flexing and sucking her in with each bounce of Brittany's hips against her own. Her gaze flickered from bouncing tits to where they were connected physically. She groaned and gasped as she saw her dick appear and disappear in quick spurts as Brittany rode her expertly. Her member was coated in Brittany's arousal and her insides twisted at the sight, her arousal bounding to the cliffs edge where she was ready to fall blissfully off.
"Oh my...San" Brittany breathed out in hot rasps, hands slipping to cup Santana's breasts and squeeze in perfect timing with Brittany's walls clenching around her. Brittany had learned a new trick and it was squeezing Santana into insanity that wasn't unwelcome. "I feel so full, so perfect," Brittany breathed, head tossed back and blonde hair swinging as she bounced quickly against Santana's member.
"Fuck Britt," It was all she could say, nails scraping at pale skin. Her toes curled, muscles tensed and Brittany released the longest moan that came from her core. Brittany collapsed forward twitching, her walls convulsing against Santana's dick. Her back arched as that coil inside her snapped and she released inside Brittany with long hot spurts of her cum. Brittany milked her for everything she had and after long intense seconds passed into a minute, she finally collapsed back on the bed in a panting, sweaty, satisfied mess.
Brittany laid her full weight on top of her, nose buried into her neck. She could feel the smile on Brittany's soft lips against the crook of her neck. She hummed as her hands slipped from Brittany's thighs to rest uselessly against the mattress. She officially could not find any strength to move. Hell, she did not want to move at all, but lie here with her mate till the end of days. It was quiet and still for long minutes, a perfect peacefulness.
"Mmmm, Good morning," Brittany smirked into her neck.
"I think more of a perfect morning. That was on hell of a way to wake up," She chuckled, still not finding any energy to move, even after they've laid there for nearly half an hour of blissful silence.
"Well, you seemed to be having a good dream. Just wanted to make it a reality," Britt shrugged best she could while lying snugly on top of her.
She chuckled again and finally found the strength to bring her hands up to rub against the small of Brittany's back, "You can wake me up by riding me speechless any time."
Brittany shifted a bit from her ticklish touch against her back and Santana moaned from the small grinding against her member, still buried hilt deep. Brittany's eyes rolled in the back of her head as she gasped. Santana tensed, smelling and reacting to Brittany's building arousal. She ran her hands down to grip at Brittany's ass, then lifted with her hips and flipped them.
"Oh," Brittany moaned as Santana topped her, sliding out and back in quickly with the position shift.
Santana buried her nose into Brittany's neck and took a deep breath, holding it in her lungs. Her wolf hummed contently and pawed against her consciousness with satisfaction. Brittany smelled like hers again. Mission successful. Brittany's hands came up behind her and nails scraped down her spine sending chills over her skin. "Do you like how I smell?"
She growled into Brittany's neck and felt her control slip over to her wolf by just a fraction. Brittany knew just what to do to make her want to lose control. Her wolf really wanted to challenge and please its mate, to tell Brittany that yes it liked how she smelled and she would like it too. She nipped at Brittany's mark sending chills down her spine to match Santana's from Brittany's rake seconds ago.
"You're mine," She growled out against Brittany's ear before sucking it between her lips and running her tongue over the curve of flesh.
"Make me," Brittany challenged, legs falling open just a bit more letting Santana slip inside further. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she nipped down on Brittany's earlobe. Brittany's back arched up into her, their torso's flush together.
She pulled her hips back, slipping out till just her tip remained. "Mine," She growled out into Brittany's
ear, flesh escaping her teeth in a playful tug. Brittany's went to challenge her again but only gasped and moaned as Santana drove home in one strong thrust.
Brittany continued to claw at her back as Santana thrust in and out in strong strokes that forced her body to dig into the mattress. Santana lifted her weight from Brittany, hands under each of Brittany's arms. The bed groaned and shifted with each of her thrusts as she made Brittany's hers.
"Fuck me harder!" Brittany demanded, reaching down and hooking her hands under her knees and lifted her legs out and higher. Santana drove in deeper, ramming into the roof of her walls and rubbing every spot inside that made Brittany forget words and means of expressing herself other than 'fuck', 'shit', and 'oh my god'. All of which were being gasped out.
Santana drove herself harder, the headboard banging against the wall. No sound could drown out Brittany's moans and screams of pleasure. All of which spurred on Santana, nails ripping through sheets as her control was on the edge. Her canines extended, her muscles rippled beneath her skin. Her wolf was howling with excitement and content at its claimed mate. Hers, Brittany was all hers and no one else. It brought peace to everything that wasn't human about her and it gave her strength that her human self could never hope to process.
"OH! YES! YES! FUCK SAN...SANTANA!" Brittany's entire body went rigid, back arched so far off the bed that their breasts rubbed against each other from where Santana was propped up on her hands. Santana didn't stop thrusting, she couldn't stop, lost to her lust and need to claim. Liquid warmth gushed around her length but her wolf persisted and she kept thrusting.
Brittany thrashed beneath her, not able to catch her breath or hold her own legs up. Long slender fingers dug into her back, between her shoulder blades that pulled her skin tight from her propped up self. Long legs were jelly on the bed, toes curled and locked.
Need to fill Brittany, make her mate swell with her seed and give her pups, consumed her mind. She felt her balls tightened as they slapped against Brittany's flesh adding to the noise of Brittany's attempts to breathe and the bashing of the headboard against the wall. She gritted her teeth, growled and leaned down into Brittany's neck. She nipped and licked till her tongue and teeth fit perfectly over Brittany's mark and as she came she bit down into that mark, Brittany screaming out Santana's name and tearing her nails down Santana's back, ripping the skin open.
She twitched for long moments and filled Brittany past the point of what her body could hold. Hot cum erupted between them and she slipped out in disappointment, still shooting out long ropes of cum onto Brittany's folds, abs, and inner thighs.
She licked at the puncture marks on Brittany's neck and sat back up on her hands, looking down at her mate's limp and panting body. She watched as her bite instantly healed and smirked at the advantage of her mates abilities from their bond.
It had been over a month since they'd reconnected as a mated pair. Since then they'd discovered Brittany's gifts from their mate's mark. Super healing was the one Santana was happiest about. Her cycle was soon and they'd decided (or more Brittany convinced her) to try again. With super healing she could let go with Brittany's body and Brittany would immediately heal. They'd been testing it over the past two weeks by going at it like they just did. So far Brittany was healing instantly and wasn't sore from their rough bouts and she could let her wolf roam without fear around her mate.
"What...was...that?" Brittany asked between her deep breaths.
Santana leaned down again, kissing softly at the freshly healed skin. She took another deep breath and smirked at the heavy scent of wolf and woods that lingered over Brittany's skin. "Mine," She hummed and snuggled down into Brittany's body.
"You don't have to worry about Jake," Brittany sighed, running her hands over the smooth skin of Santana's already healed back.
She snarled at the mention of Jake. That boy had been flirting relentlessly with her mate despite her warnings and Brittany telling him she wasn't interested and he needed to stop. It wasn't just about flirting for Jake, she just knew it was meant to poke and prod at her self control. Something was off about Jake and it put her entire pack on edge. They all could smell that he wasn't human. Possibly wolf like them but he didn't smell like they did nor had he given them any hints as to his actual self. She couldn't act and expose them all till Jake gave her the opportunity to.
"I will rip him apart if he continues this game," She meant her threat, so did her wolf. Jake was playing with fire and she was ready to burn.
Brittany smiled softly and reached up, fingers tangling in Santana's hair and pulling her head down to crash their lips together. She hummed and sucked on Brittany's bottom lip, licking out and running her tongue against the soft curve of those lips. Nothing tasted better than Brittany's kisses. Well almost nothing; she was completely addicted to lapping up Brittany's juices whenever she was given the chance to go down on her mate.
Brittany released her lips with a wet pop and rested her head back against the pillow. "Let's forget all about Jake today. You promised a day of mates and wolves if I remember correctly. I would still like to join everyone out at the clearing which means we should really get out of bed," Brittany smiled and continued to run her fingers through Santana's hair.
She pouted, "But I really just want to stay in bed all day and continue what you started when you woke me up."
"Awe, babe. You're cycle starts in a few days which I am very excited about. Let's enjoy the sun and our friends until we're too busy for them," Brittany leaned up and captured her lips again in a soft but deep kiss.
Santana groaned when Brittany pulled away again, "Thank the spirits its Spring Break in a few days. Nothing to worry about but keeping you fed and rested so I can ravish your body."
Brittany chuckled and teased her lips against Santana's, "I very much like that idea." Santana smiled against Brittany's lips before pulling her mate in for a heated make out session that lasted long minutes. Brittany rolled them over, easily gaining control over Santana's body. More often than not lately she'd found Brittany topping her. She loved it when her mate claimed dominance over her in their sexual trysts.
Brittany ran her tongue over the roof of Santana's mouth before pulling back and jumping up from the bed with a deviant smirk, "If you get that sexy ass out of bed right now I'll let you claim me in the shower before we go." With that Brittany practically bounced her naked ass into the bathroom.
She propped herself up on her elbows and shook her head. She heard the water turn on in the shower and the curtain pull open and close. The water couldn't cover the heavy thickness of Brittany's arousal that hung in the air. She was throbbing with the need to take care of her mate and wasted no time jumping from the bed and rushing into the bathroom.
She slipped into the shower and realized she was grinning like an idiot. Brittany smirked and turned around, holding the bottle of shampoo out for Santana to take. She took the bottle and squeezed some out into her hands. Brittany took the bottle back from her as she reached up and lathered blonde locks up in soapy suds.
They washed each other clean which was really necessary after the mess they'd made just minutes ago on her bed. Once they finished cleaning Brittany slipped into her arms and wrapped her own around Santana's neck. Their foreheads came to rest together and they just smiled, holding each other under the cooling shower water.
"I love you," Brittany whispered, blue eyes sparkling and smile pulling at the corner of perfect pink lips.
She sighed and beamed back, "I love you too."
They ended up not going at it again but instead held each other like that till the water turned so cold that goosebumps erupted over their skin and their limbs began to shake. They got out of the shower and dried each other off while giggling and sharing quick pecks. They shared the bathroom counter and sink as they got ready. Nothing to heavy today since they were just playing out in the woods.
Santana heard her phone buzz on her nightstand and padded out of the bathroom. She pulled on her compression shorts, a pair of jeans, a bra, and a loose fitting t-shirt. Today was a comfort day and she was excited about that. She hated when she needed to impress other people, mainly because she simply hated people and didn't give a flying fuck what they thought about her.
She slid her thumb over her phone's screen and punched in her password. A text from Quinn popped up: Mike and Tina broke up!
Oh my! That was exciting news for Quinn if her mate was available now. She typed out a quick reply: Bet that makes you happy.
No sooner had she hit send was there a pounding on her front door. Brittany bounced out of the bathroom wearing short shorts that practically showed off the roundness of Brittany's perfect ass, and a shirt that hung loosely off her shoulders. She smiled at how incredibly sexy and cute her mate was all in one package.
She sniffed the air just as Brittany reached the door to her apartment. That scent caused the hairs on the back of her neck to stand up and she growled as she moved to her mates side, jumping over the couch and most of the distance of the apartment in one bound. By the time to door was open she was at Brittany's side snarling at the person who dared to show up on her doorstep.
Jake smirked and licked his lips as he checked out Brittany from long legs to her breasts. Santana stepped in front of Brittany, snapping him out of his leering. Her lip curled up in a snarl and a growl rumbled low in her throat. Brittany's hands came to grip at the back of her shirt just in case she lunged forward. It was enough of Brittany's touch to keep her in control.
She noticed Quinn sprinting out of her house and across the yard to come up behind Jake. He sensed the flank and his legs parted to a defensive stance, a growl of his own coming out. "I came to talk," He looked behind him at Quinn and raised his hands up to his side ready to fight back if they both jumped him.
She shot Quinn a look as she stepped out onto her front step and into Jake's personal space, "We don't want to hear it. Now get lost before I rip you to pieces." It was the last warning he would ever receive.
"Their coming for you. You better be prepared," Jake snapped out, glaring down at her.
Brittany gripped tighter at the back of her shirt, having followed her out onto the step. "Whose coming?" Santana growled out. Quinn looked out over the perimeter of their yard and sniffed at the air.
"He wants this land as his own. Thinks his pack is stronger than your wolves. He's coming to challenge you. Sent me to scout you all out," Jake admitted, answering her question. She couldn't hear any change in his heartbeat and figured he wasn't lying to her.
"How do you know we're wolves?" She asked letting her control slip a bit to allow for a quicker shift if needed. She knew Quinn was doing the same.
"Because we know the tribes history of this land. Only wolves have settled here and protected these borders. The scent of wolves is thick in the woods when we came so we knew you were still settled here," Jake explained, shifting his weight from foot to foot.
"So what does that make you? You don't smell like a wolf," She challenged.
"Our spirits are bears. If he finds out I told you, I'm dead. But you need to know, to prepare," Jake warned.
"So why give me a heads up?" She asked.
"Because Burt was a good guy. He didn't deserve to be poisoned. And because I really dislike my Alpha. He's a royal prick," Jake shrugged.
She shifted out of her aggressive stance and folded her arms over her chest. Jake took a quick breath and stood up from his defensive stance. She narrowed her eyes and thought over his admittance. "You know Brittany's my mate. You know what that means. So why test my patience?" She asked, aggravation pumping through her veins.
"When Burt died we didn't feel the protection of this land weaken. We realized he had a successor as Alpha. We thought it would be his son Kurt since it is by blood but Kurt's scent wasn't strong enough to confirm that. Burt doesn't have any other children so we were stumped as to who we needed to challenge. So my Alpha devised a plan when we realized you were all a pack. Your emotions emit a scent that other spirits can sense. We had to piss you all off to see whose scent was the strongest. You all disappeared for a weak but left your mates behind. All except Kurt's mate but we'd already ruled them out. So we sent one to mess with Quinns mate but that didn't quiet work like we planned. Seemed to not matter when you reacted that day at lunch. He wanted me to keep testing you so we would be positive and the other day when you nearly shifted in the hallway we were certain," Jake answered her question with barely any breath.
So the danger Burt warned about was here and planning to challenge her. She needed to prepare but what or how? She didn't have a Beta or an established chain of command. Nor did any of them know how to fight, yet alone, how to fight bears.
"I still don't believe your telling me this all in good faith. What do you want?" She questioned, taking another threatening step forward.
"I don't know if a bear can join a wolf's pack but I want out of my pack. I just can't leave unless I have another to join," Jake shrugged.
"Why's that? Seems simple enough; get in a car and fucking leave town," Santana quirked an eyebrow.
"Because I'm not an Alpha. I can't leave without belonging to someone. It's a downside of being an Omega," Jake confessed. Ah, so he was on the bottom of the totem pole, so to speak.
"I don't want you anywhere near my pack or my mate. I don't trust you so I suggest you take that hope I smell of you maybe joining my pack and shove it up your furry ass," She tossed back, unfolding her arms and clenching her fists. She really didn't like him and she doubted she ever would.
"Then perhaps you can just kill my Alpha and I can go searching for another pack to be the gopher for," Jake snapped back clearly irritated as well when Santana shot him down.
"I appreciate the warning despite the fact that I already knew something was heading this way. I don't trust you, nor do I even tolerate you. Get off my land. If your Alpha wants to challenge me then I'll rip him to pieces. Gopher that!" She growled and stepped forward again. Jake scrambled back, nearly tripping over his own feet. He swallowed and shook his head before turning and running off for the woods.
She didn't even relax from her heavy breathing after he was out of sight. She realized she'd partially shifted; canines extended, pupils blown, and the chords in her neck straining. Quinn was in equal transition but calmed down much quicker than she was.
"What the hell?" Quinn asked coming to join her and Brittany at her front door.
"I don't like him, I don't trust him but I do believe what he told us. Have everyone meet us here today. I would feel safer being in our back yard than out in open woods. We can relax here," She ordered. Quinn nodded and pulled out her cell giving Kurt a quick call and then Mike. When she heard Mikes name she snapped her head around and watched Quinn who looked back at her with wide eyes as she explained they were just going to hang at her house.
Brittany's hand tickled down her arm till their fingers intertwined. She turned to look at her mate and smiled. Brittany's worry behind her eyes immediately dissolved away and Brittany smiled back before leaning forward and kissing her softly. She hummed against soft lips and turned into Brittany's arms to kiss her deeper and forget the past twenty minutes of her day.
She heard Quinn end her conversation and then shuffle quietly while her and Brittany kissed. After a few more seconds Brittany pulled back and smiled down at her. She was effectually calm now and squeezed at Brittany's hips in appreciation.
"So Mike's coming? I though we were wolfing it today?" She asked turning to Quinn and taking Brittany's hand again.
"Well, I might have had a conversation with Mike the other day," Quinn looked sheepish and Santana sighed. What more was going on behind the scenes of her life? Did she really spend that much time with Brittany in bed that she didn't know what the hell was going on in town or with her pack?
"Explain to me while we get food for everyone and get this place set up," Santana sighed before quickly jogging inside to grab her keys and her credit card. They piled up in her car; Quinn in the back and Brittany in the passenger seat. She drove one handed, the other one properly wrapped up in Brittany's hand.
Quinn explained what happened with Mike and Tina. Apparently some new girl named Kitty started a full out war against some of the students, mostly the glee kids which wasn't surprising when Quinn explained Kitty's new assistant head cheerio position. Kitty had gone after Mike which had finally set Tina off who wasn't dealing well with Mike's budding relationship with Quinn. Then Mike had come to Quinn for comfort and one thing lead to another which isn't surprising at all. Now he was coming over to spend time with the pack in hopes that he would be okay with them as wolves. Quinn hadn't fully told him that yet.
"Are you sure your ready to tell him? I mean, do you think he'll be okay with it?" She asked as they pulled into the locally run grocery store.
"He's into all that supernatural stuff like TV shows, books, and video games. I think he'll be okay with it. I was kinda hoping the pack could help feel it out today and see if I should go ahead and tell him," Quinn answered as they made their way inside and straight towards the junk food isles. With their metabolism they really didn't have to worry about healthy lunch options. It was a perk but she did make sure to get Brittany something to offset the sugar her mate was bound to ingest.
They bought far to many bags of chips, candy, and soda. They also decided to grill out some steaks and got all the fixings for that as well. Quinn was a mean grilling machine and now she was beyond starving and ready to get back home to start munching.
"I don't think it matters when you tell Mike. He's your mate, natures destined person for you. If he wasn't going to be able to handle it, then it wouldn't be him. Just tell him," Brittany offered her advice and honestly it was spot on to what Santana was thinking, not that she was going to be able to say that as kind or logical as Brittany did.
"You've got a point," Quinn loaded up the trunk, brows scrunched in thought.
"That's cause my mate is a genius," Santana smirked and gave Brittany a kiss when her cheeks turned pink. She pulled back with a wet pop and Brittany giggled before giving her a playful shove to head to her side of the car.
They loaded up and made the trip back. The stressful mood from Jake's earlier visit vanished as they pushed that worry to the back of their minds to deal with later. Today wasn't going to be ruined by secret packs of bears or Alpha challenges. If anyone tried anything her pack was going to be there and they would work as a team to take down any threat.
They set up in Quinns back yard, pulling out the massive grill and getting the fire pit lit up. It wasn't long before two different set of tires were heard coming down their extremely long drive way. After cars parked and doors were slammed she smiled as Kurt, Blaine, and Mike came around the back of the house. Mike must have followed the boys over.
Mike gave Quinn a tight hug that lasted for long seconds, not that Santana was counting or anything. Brittany bounced around everyone with a bright greeting. She sat back with a content smile. It was nice to have the pack together. Things felt right today, a nice relief from the past stressful and angst filled months.
Blaine joined Quinn at the grill while Brittany and Mike started up a conversation about dance moves for the glee club. She sipped on her coke and munched on a few chips when Kurt came to sit by her. They hadn't spoken more than a few necessary words after Burt died.
"I don't blame you," Kurt spoke first, "I don't hate you either."
She looked over at him. He was starring down at his perfectly manicured nails with a sad smile. She reached out and patted his shoulder. "It's okay," She smiled softly and he looked up and met her eyes. His were so sad, still filled with grief over losing his last standing family member. It was sad to think that he was the last Hummel. Not to mention that his mate was a male as well. He had no way to pass on his wolf bloodline, not a direct one of him and his mate. She pocketed away that thought, knowing they wouldn't have to discuss that till many more years.
"I was so angry but now I just miss him. He always knew what to say or the perfect advice for anything. It felt nice when everyone would come to me because they knew I could go to my father. It made me feel important just by blood alone," Kurt admitted to her with a sigh.
She squeezed his shoulder, "You are a very important part of this pack. It doesn't matter whose rank or whose bloodline. You are our best friend and we love you. That makes you super important to us."
Kurt really smiled then and pulled her into a hug. She smiled and hugged him back and then they parted. Blaine came over and offered Kurt something to drink. "Hey Blaine," She greeted him.
"Hey San, its nice to have a pack day. We should do this more often," Blaine commented and then noticed Mike had effectively distracted Quinn from the grill and now the steaks were on fire. She groaned a bit, realizing it wasn't going to be as bloody as she like her steaks.
"It's a welcome sight, having Mike here," Kurt commented.
"Yeah. I'm glad things are working out for Quinn now. It wasn't easy seeing her lonely," Santana admitted.
"Now we're all mated and together," Kurt smiled that goofy look of his and she chuckled.
"I don't think their together yet," She added.
"Please, it's practically a done deal. I know Quinn wants to tell him about us," Kurt popped open his coke and took a quick sip.
"She did mention to me earlier. Think he'll handle it okay?" She asked, still secretly worried Quinn might still get her heart broken.
"Mike loves this stuff. He plays those crazy games with Sam all the time and Blaine watches a few of the same shows. I'm positive Mike will be okay with this. Definitely shocked, but okay," Kurt reassured her.
"So long as it works out," She reasoned and took another long drink of her coke. Brittany skipped over and plopped herself down on Santana's lap, burying her nose in the crook of her neck and placing a big open mouth kiss at her pulse point. She shuddered a bit feeling Brittany's lips on her skin, "Hey babe."
"Lunch is ready," Brittany pulled back with a smirk. She knew exactly what effect her lips on Santana's skin did. She gave Brittany a playful look as Brittany jumped off her lap and walked back over to the grill with a sway in her hips. Her breath caught in her throat at Brittany's sudden arousal in the air. That so wasn't fair. It wasn't like she could toss Brittany over her shoulder, drag her into her apartment, ravish her till they were both satisfied without her pack hearing every little thing. No, instead she would now have to wait till everyone left which was going to be torture.
Kurt chuckled as he picked up on her discomfort and she shot him a glare as they got up to head over and join everyone at the picnic table. She sat next to Brittany and frowned down at her steak. It was slightly charred around the edges but it was still meat right? She pouted with each bite and had to bite back her moans each time Brittany's hand found her bulge underneath the picnic table. After that last squeeze and stroke over her jeans she came to the conclusion that Brittany was going to kill her with sexual desire. That was one way to go.
Blaine and Mike got along quiet well. It was nice to see that friendship develop since she knew that Blaine was the go to for mate to mate advice whereas Kurt was the one to go to for wolf advice. Everyone had their dynamic and she was pleased with the balance of her pack. Quinn gave her a look that she wanted to talk so she kissed Brittany on the cheek, adjusted her jeans to better hide the strain going on beneath the fabric and joined Quinn in cleaning up the grill.
"I want to tell him. How should I do it?" Quinn whispered, leaning over so no one would overhear.
"I don't know. Tell him we're wolves and then shift to show him," She suggested. She really didn't know how one went about telling their mate their a wolf. Blaine had accidentally seen Kurt shift, where as Brittany already knew since she was a wolf when they met and she shifted back once Brittany had reached out and touched her.
"Okay," Quinn nodded to confirm her decision to herself mostly. She would support whatever Quinn wanted to do. They cleaned quickly then she went to sit behind Brittany and wrap her arms around her mates waist.
Quinn pulled Mike off to the side and began to tell him about herself and the pack. Blaine and Brittany kept up a dialog but her and Kurt were listening in to Quinn's explanation. It ended with Quinn shifting. Mike jumped back in surprise and stood there, jaw slacked.
"Um, guys? Do you see this?" Mike asked.
Quinn stood nearly as tall as Mike, their wolf forms so large it could be very intimidating. Quinn's fur was very light, almost white in certain sunlight. She sat on her hind legs and cocked her head to the side, ears upright. It was an 'What do you think' expression.
"Quinn has such nice fur," Brittany commented and Santana stiffened against her back. She hadn't shifted around Brittany since they were kids; afraid of losing control and hurting her. Since she hit her preteens she'd tried to hard to maintain control of her wolf and human self. With her weekly runs with Quinn in the woods she'd found control to be far easier. Still a challenge but manageable. She realized Brittany didn't know what she looked like now as a wolf, and it was definitely different now that they were older.
Mike reached out, running his fingers over the top of Quinn's head between her ears. She practically purred and leaned forward into Mike's touch. "So are all of you wolves?" Mike asked, stepping closer and continuing to pet the top of Quinn's head. He completely took this in stride and didn't seem frightened at all.
She smiled, happy for Quinn, "Just Quinn, Kurt and myself."
"Yep, Blaine and I are just boring 'ole humans," Brittany chimed in with a grin.
"Not boring at all," She whispered into Brittany's ear, sending a shiver down Brittany's spine. She smirked, pleased to return the teasing Brittany had been doing for the past hour.
"This is really cool," Mike beamed and Quinn bounced around him and them. You could see the smile and happiness on her face.
"Hey, why don't you and Kurt join her?" Brittany asked.
"Oh no. I didn't bring a change of clothes and I really don't want to ruin my designer scarf," Kurt shook his head.
Brittany looked back at her and pouted. She knew exactly what her mate was trying to do. Brittany wanted to see her wolf form after so many years trying to disguise the request by asking Kurt as well. She sighed and kissed Brittany's pout off her face. She leaned in to whisper in Brittany's ear, "Just for you babe."
She stood after placing a kiss below Brittany's ear which caused crystal blue eyes to flutter shut. When she walked away to be far enough not to hurt anyone Brittany sat up, bouncing a bit on her seat. She smiled at Brittany's pure excitement and took a deep breath, feeling her wolf shake beneath her skin. It took a second for the ripple to flow beneath her skin and her wolf was breaking free; clothes and skin shredding as she shifted.
She landed on four legs and pawed at the ground. She blinked, adjusting to the sudden gray vision. Only her mate had color, and it fascinated her. Everything was black and white in her vision but Brittany looked the same as if looking with her human eyes, only the colors were more intense and she could see Brittany's essence float around her. She took long steps up to Brittany, entranced by her wolves vision of her mate.
Everything was sharper, clearer with her senses. She practically drooled with Brittany's arousal in the air that drowned out the thickness of peaches, spice, and woods that Brittany's scent was mixed with. Brittany reached out, running her hand to scratch at Santana's ears. She thought that would irritate her but she found it comforting and hummed at Brittany's touch. She reached forward, bumping her forehead against Brittany's. She felt long arms wrap around her neck and hold her tight. Brittany had to lean up on her toes since Santana was now taller than her in her wolf form. She was bigger than Quinn too, having noticed the size difference in her wolf after Burt making her Alpha of the land.
Brittany released her neck and she licked out at Brittany's causing her mate to squeal and jump back. "San, that tickles," Brittany laughed and wiped away some of the slobber there.
"Actually, that was quiet gross," Kurt commented with a horrified expression.
"Oh please, you love licking me," Blaine chimed in.
Oh if only she could form words she would say...
"Wanky," Brittany smirked, saying it for her. She butted Brittany with her nose in thanks before she was knocked over by Quinn who jumped back on four legs and bounced around her. Apparently, Quinn was too excited with Mikes reaction and needed to release some of that energy. She was happy to and more than willing to run and bounce around with Quinn.
She realized she had far more energy than she'd noticed which resulted in a massive wrestling match with Quinn in the middle of the back yard. Brittany cheered her on while Kurt and Blaine turned into love sick puppies while barely paying attention to her and Quinn. Mike was watching with fascination and it humored her to see his wide eyed expression as her and Quinn snapped at each other while knocking the other onto their back and then pouncing.
When their playing slowed down and their energy leveled out somewhat, Quinn sat next to Mike who went to pet her again while she went to lay next to Brittany. Brittany laid against her side, cuddling up in her fur and smiling.
She rolled over onto her side, Brittany snuggling up to her belly and smirking as she started to scratch there. She couldn't help her back leg kicking in the air, it just felt to damn good with Brittany's nails scratching into her undercoat. Her tongue flopped out and her eyes rolled back into her head.
"Oh my that is to funny," Kurt interrupted them. Santana rolled back over to hide her belly and growled at Kurt. Brittany went back to cuddling up in her side, a big smile on her face. Mike and Quinn joined them, Quinn lying down like Santana was who now had her head resting on her paws with Brittany curled up to her neck, gently scratching behind her ears. She never would have imagined she'd be okay running around as her wolf with Brittany and the pack with them but this was amazing and she was very happy they'd ended up doing this today.
Daylight worked against their relaxing day and soon it was dark outside. She and Quinn had shifted back, redressed and bid the boys goodbye. She tried not to spy on Quinn and Mike, noticing that they just hugged and stood their awkwardly till they'd realized they were both too nervous to initiate a kiss. At least their relationship was looking promising.
Brittany wrapped her arms around her from behind and kissed at her neck. Immediately she was aware of Brittany's mood which was very turned on. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes and humming. This was perfection.
"I'm calling it an early night," Quinn snapped her out of her Brittany haze. She blinked a few times to realize everyone was gone and Quinn was practically beaming at her and Brittany.
"Alright Q. Have a nice night," She smiled and twisted in Brittany's arms, then scooped her up to carry her mate back to her apartment.
Quinn chuckled, "Have fun you two. Don't be too noisy."
She nipped at Brittany's neck then licked it from collarbone to the back of her ear which made Brittany squeal and giggle, "No promises Q!" She called out. She kicked open her door, walked Brittany across the threshold and then kicked the door closed behind her. "Finally, all alone."
Brittany squirmed out of her grip and stalked forward till her back hit the door. Brittany leaned forward, lips brushing against her ear and purred, "Just where I want you." She moaned loudly when Brittany's hand gripped her through her jeans. She was beyond hard and straining against her shorts and jeans. She could feel Brittany's smile against her ear and shuddered when Brittany pulled it between her teeth. "I want you, right now. I need to feel you filling me, pumping into me and making me swell with your cum," She hummed and licked out at her neck, sucking in the flesh of her pulse point and biting down as Santana does to her mates mark. "I want, no I need you to fuck me. Now," Brittany didn't get a chance to say anything else as Santana's control snapped into tiny pieces. She spun around Brittany and pushed forward.
Brittany's torso came flush with the door, arms spread out to hold herself up as Santana ripped at Brittany's shorts. She heard fabric rip but she was beyond caring, the only thought passing her mind was to please her mate the way her mate wanted to be pleased. Shorts fell to Brittany's ankles and then were kicked off.
She growled into Brittany'sear feeling her mate shiver against her as she snapped open her jeans and pulled them down. She wasted no time trying to step out of them. She shuffled forward, ripped Brittany's panties off in a shred and slipped into her mate till she filled her completely. Brittany's head fell forward, thumping against the door. Fingers curled till nails were digging into the wood as Santana pulled back then shoved inside with enough force to rock them both forward.
Her rhythm was instant, having perfected this dance with her mate. She gripped at pale hips, curled around Brittany's bent back, nipping at the flesh she could get to at Brittany's neck. Her hands traveled higher, up under Brittany's shirt till they molded over Brittany's bra clad breasts. She pawed at Brittany's breasts and was quickly aggravated at the clothes interference of her groping.
She leaned back enough to give herself space to grip at Brittany's shirt. She pulled, the fabric ripping in half. Brittany's head shot back in shock, chest heaving out to where Santana's hands ripped her bra away as well.
"Fuck, San" Brittany gasped out, walls squeezing Santana tight. She growled, curling forward and biting at Brittany's back, over her shoulder blade. Brittany hissed, nails clawing at the wood of her front door.
"You. Are. Mine." She bit in between each word and felt Brittany shudder around her. Her mate was close.
"You fuck me so good," Brittany started between her pants, "Know just how to drive me wild."
She growled again, hands gripping at Brittany's breasts and pinching perfect nipples. Brittany's back arched, walls pulsing around Santana's member and then they were both exploding. Brittany fell forward into the door, her weak arms no longer able to push back against Santana. Santana continued to thrust, drawing out both of their orgasms and filling Brittany past what she could hold. Cum dripped to the floor between Brittany's legs.
She snapped out of her haze and smirked against Brittany's back. She could smell the satisfaction off Brittany's skin. "How was that for fucking you?"
"I couldn't even get a breath to scream out your name. I hate and love when that happens," Brittany panted against the door and looked back at her the best she could considering. They breathed for long moments and she finally figured they should take a shower and clean up a bit before heading to bed.
"Shower?" She asked still nipping and sucking at Brittany's back and neck.
"We'll make a mess if you pull out now," Brittany pointed out. She looked down and contemplated making a huge mess on her doorstep.
"It'll be difficult making it to the shower like this," She pointed out. Brittany smirked and lifted her leg and did a sort of ballerina turn using the door as leverage. She gaped as Brittany successfully turned without causing her to pull out or make a mess.
"Shit! That was so fucking hot," She gaped.
"Good thing I'm so flexible," Brittany purred and leaned forward, kissing her. She hopped a bit and wrapped her long legs around Santana's waist, arms instinctively wrapping around her neck. "To the shower please."
She chuckled and titled her chin up to kiss Brittany again. She kicked off her jeans and shorts where they pooled around her ankles and Brittany made quick work of her shirt and bra. Once she was free of clothes Brittany leaned down and kissed her again. When Brittany's tongue dipped past her lips to tease the roof of her mouth she felt her arousal spike again and with a low growl in her throat she carried them to the bath room.
She had barely stepped into the shower when she felt Brittany's walls flex against her, pulling her all the way back in again. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and Brittany leaned down, nipping at her throat.
Brittany reached back, turning the water on. The movement caused Brittany to rise and fall on her dick. She was ready for another round and with Brittany's constant flexing of her walls around her member she was certain her mate was ready as well.
Brittany kissed up her throat till she reached waiting lips and pulled Santana's upper lip between her own. Her insides flipped when Brittany's hands gripped her shoulders and she began thrusting against Santana's member. Their lips parted with a wet pop and hands disappeared from her shoulders to grip at the shower curtain rod which thankfully was screwed into the wall.
Brittany was completely in control of her hips as she brought herself up and down on Santana's twitching cock. Her eyes rolled when Brittany stopped thrusting to grind her hips in a circular motion. "Oh god, Britt. You feel so fucking good," She panted.
Brittany's head tossed back, a deep moan tearing from her lips. "Fuck San. I love your cock," Brittany moaned again as she started up their thrusting. She leaned forward taking one of Brittany's nipples between her lips and sucking while flicking her tongue across that perfect pink nipple. Brittany's grip slipped a bit and more of her weight fell into Santana's arms. She gripped at Brittany's ass, pulling cheeks apart and palming smooth round flesh in her fingers. She rubbed the nipple between her teeth and then flicked at it again with her tongue.
"Ugh, nnnnnn," Brittany's head tossed back and forth. She felt abs flex against hers, legs squeezing tight around her waist. Her own toes curled and nails gripped into Brittany's ass. "Fuck San...unnnnn...AHHHHH," Brittany screamed, arching stiffly and knuckles white against the shower rod.
Her eyes clenched shut and fell over the edge as well. Brittany kept them connected tightly and she felt the pressure around her cock from so much of her cum inside Brittany. Her wolf internally howled, pleased at filling its mate to the brink. Brittany collapsed and fell forward with her weight. She caught her, stumbling back into the shower wall. Brittany's legs stayed tightly wrapped around her but the rest of Brittany's body was limp against hers.
After a few minutes she felt herself go soft and pull out from between Brittany's thighs. She smirked at the feeling of their combined cum spilling out from between Brittany's folds. Brittany hummed, "I will never get used to that feeling. I think I'm addicted to it."
She chuckled and Brittany finally unwrapped herself from around Santana. The water was cold now so they showered as quickly as they could, then dried off quickly and practically sprinted into her bed. Brittany snuggled into her chest and she breathed in the intoxicating scent of her sated mate. It wasn't long till they fell asleep in a tangle of limbs and soft satisfied smiles.
Author's note:
Sorry for the wait on this update. I've been getting a lot of prompts for plot so basically this has turned into sex and plot prompt fills. I hope it meets everyone's satisfaction. I know a few of you don't want to read the plot so at the beginning of each chapter I'll give you estimates to where just the sex is so it'll be easier to skim over the plot.
Next chapter will be another attempt at the mating cycle. Hopefully this one will go over better. Don't hesitate to send me your prompts. I look forward to filling them. Also visit my tumblr for sneak peaks, behind the scenes info, and other awesomeness that is my life. Wigster07. Tumblr. com.