Warning: This is a mating cycle chapter. Plenty of prompts filled. To many to mention. No plot really. THERE IS SOME REALLY ROUGH SEX SO BE WARNED (but not like last mating cycle so give it a chance) so much cum one could drown.
ENJOY!
She really hated shopping but this was a necessary trip. Her fridge had been running low for days and now with it being the weekend to start off Spring Break, it was shop now or starve Brittany for a week. That was so not going to happen this time. They had a plan, and she had a back up plan. This cycle was going off without a hitch and they were going to make this work. Not that she was tired of chaining herself up, she'd keep doing that till she turned gray if she had too. No, Brittany was determined they were going to be just fine and actually enjoy it. This was a part of their relationship and they would go through it together.
To help prepare for it, they'd not had as much sex over the past few days. She didn't want Brittany to already be sore or tired, not that Brittany got sore when she got rough now. She did heal super quick and she was really really flexible. Just last week she'd taken Brittany on the floor and the way Brittany had twisted her body was just...
"Santana,"
She blinked and was immediately embarrassed. She'd just been caught drooling while looking at a bottle of whipped cream that Brittany had added to the list with a bunch of tally marks next to it. She turned to see who called her out and her cheeks burned. She'd been busted daydreaming about sex with Brittany by Brittany's father. This was officially awkward.
"Hello Mr. Pierce," She smiled and prayed that he didn't mention her embarrassment or what she'd been starring at.
"How are you today?" Mr. Pierce asked as he reached behind her to grab something off the self. Seemed like their ladies sent them both shopping. She didn't look to see if he grabbed whipped cream cause then Brittany would just have to be disappointed when she didn't come home with eight cans like requested. Nope, that would just be to weird.
"Good," She nodded her head and shoved her hands in her pocket, list and all. Keep it short and simple and it won't get more awkward. Well, she kept telling herself that.
"That's good. Excited for Spring Break? I know Britt-bee is. She's been practically bouncing with excitement," Mr. Pierce commented while looking over his own list, which she noticed had tally marks as well.
"Uh, yeah," She wasn't sure what to say. Mr. Pierce knew about her, all of her.
"You know, I don't think you've been over for dinner in awhile," Mr. Pierce looked up with scrunched eyebrows, "Come over after you and Brittany tire yourselves out. I'll grill some steaks for us."
She stuttered as she nodded, "Of course. Yeah."
"Good," Mr. Pierce gave a final nod and then moved on further down the isle. He turned back just as she was ready to take a breath of relief, "Take care of her this week."
Her heart was beating a mile a minute as she tossed the eight cans of whipped cream in her cart and rushed to find the next thing on Brittany's titled "Sex-marathon energy food" grocery list.
Brittany was in the shower when she got back. She smiled to herself at how domestic they were becoming. Brittany stayed with her more often than naught these days and she loved every second of it. She would refuse to get out of bed in the morning and Brittany would bribe her with shower sex which was always a part of their mornings, then she would fix them breakfast and they'd eat before going to school. After school was usually followed up with a handful of sexy times till Brittany would fix dinner and they would cuddle up or work on homework. It was perfect and she wouldn't lose it to anything.
She put the groceries away, amused with how full her fridge was with mostly whipped cream, fruit, chocolate syrup, ice cream, cheese, and bread. She loaded up her freezer with mostly microwavable foods that would be quick to make and eat. Perfect foods for a mating week.
They were days out and she realized how calm she was inside. Her wolf wasn't beginning to go mad with lust like she normally would by now. Was it because her wolf knew she would actually be mating this week? Or was it because her and Brittany were balanced as a mated pair? She shook her head, not worrying about it. Things were good, no need to be concerned over something finally being right.
She closed the kitchen door and looked at the dry erase calendar on the freezer door. She took the marker and made a note on next weeks portion to have dinner with Brittany's parents. That was going to be interesting...awkward, and totally embarrassing. As she placed the marker back on the fridge she smiled to herself. It was a couples calendar; notes and appointments for them both. This was it. Brittany and her were a two for one deal now. Married in the wolf sense and only a proposal away from the mortal sense. This was what she had to look forward to for the rest of her life and she felt so damn happy about it.
Her senses peaked just before she heard a growl behind her. She turned, confused for only a moment. Brittany was only a few feet behind her, hair wet and air drying into a soft curl and a towel wrapped around her body. Her blue eyes were dark and dilated and the corner of her soft pink lips curled up. She shivered a bit as Brittany looked her over with hunger etched on her face. Brittany was looking at her like she was some sexual dinner and her stomach bottomed out in arousal as it clicked why she knew that look. It was the look she gave Brittany at the start of her last cycle they shared.
"Oh," She gasped as Brittany dropped her towel and stalked forward. "Britt? Babe?" She backed up till her hips was crashing into the kitchen counter. Brittany pushed flush against her, hands rubbing over her torso, pinching her nipples through her button up shirt. Her jaw dropped and she felt the shift inside her that signaled the start of her mating cycle.
Brittany's hands came up to grip at the collar of her shirt, fingers tickling at the flesh of her neck before they trailed down to the top button. Her hands wrapped around Brittany's waist and squeezed as arousal punched through her. "I just want to feel you all over," Brittany's eyes glazed over and her jaw dropped slightly as she breathed heavier. She gripped at Santana's shirt and pulled, buttons popped as it was forced open and down Santana's arms.
"Britt!" She looked down at her ruined shirt and smirked. That was hot. Brittany leaned down sucking in the flesh of Santana's breast, other hand reached to the back to flick open the snap of her bra. Soon as her bra hit the floor Brittany moved down and sucked in her nipple and sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her body.
Heat began to build up under her skin and she knew Brittany had to feel the same. Brittany pulled away with a wet pop and as soon as she caught her breath she was nipping at Santana's other nipple. Her hands found their way to Brittany's hair and she massaged Brittany's scalp as Brittany's ravished her breasts. Her head leaned back and she breathed hard.
Hands traveled down her abs to her belt buckle and with the clinking of metal then a sharp tug, her pants pooled at her ankles. Brittany was wasting no time getting her naked but she understood. When her need to mate fogged over her mind she couldn't get Brittany naked and panting beneath her fast enough. The thought and realization passed over her, Brittany was acting just as she would during her cycle. What did that mean?
Her jaw dropped and all thoughts blanked as warm lips wrapped around her cock. She hadn't realized that Brittany had already removed her compression shorts. She looked down, hands still massaging Brittany's scalp as her head bobbed up and down Santana's length. Everything flipped inside her as Brittany's tongue swirled around the head of cock. Brittany was the best at giving head. It was just fact.
"OH Shit!" She curled in on herself, toes clenching as Brittany sucked hard enough to make her see spots. Brittany sucked down to the base of her cock, the tip of her rubbing against the back of Brittany's throat. She gripped harder at the base of Brittany's head as she sucked back to just the tip. Brittany broke the suction and breathed a few deep breaths. She shivered at the puffs of air against her member then her head fell back again as lips sucked roughly at the tip of her member while one hand gripped her balls and the other stroked with a firm grip from base to Brittany's lips. It didn't take much for the pressure in her gut to erupt and then Brittany was swallowing as quickly as she could.
She panted, one hand reaching to grip the kitchen counter and the other still at the back of Brittany's head. She heard Brittany cough and gasp and she looked down to see her cum spill out of Brittany's mouth as she tried to catch her breath. She felt her balls clench as she shot out a few more streams and then slumped against the kitchen counter. Brittany looked up and smirked knowing exactly what just happened and what was going to continue happening till their cycle was complete. She wiped at her lips and licked her fingers clean till there was barely a trace that Santana was just sucked dry.
"What was that?" She gasped reached down to help Brittany back to her feet.
"Need to feel you now. Need you to fill me till I'm swelling with your children," Brittany panted into her ear and that was all it took for her wolf to snap through her restraint. She didn't think Brittany realized what she'd just said but her wolf was ready to make it reality.
She reached down and grabbed Brittany by her hips, lifting till long legs wrapped around her waist. Nails dug into her shoulders as she dropped Brittany unto her still hard cock. Brittany's head tossed back, nails breaking through skin and humming as Santana filled her.
She spaced her feet and shifted till she had a grip on each of Brittany's ass cheeks. Brittany brought her head back forward and bounced in Santana's grip effectively starting up a rhythm. Her toes curled against the floor as Brittany's walls clenched around her and pulled her in, milking her for everything she was worth.
Her calves burned as she thrust up, pounding into Brittany and smirking at each delicious groan, gasp, and cry that left Brittany's lips. "Fuck San," Brittany brought their foreheads together, their sweat causing them to slide against each other. She slowed her thrusts down feeling her orgasm building again. Instead she drove up with force, stopped for a second and then thrust deep and hard again.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh," Brittany gasped out with each thrust, their breaths mingling. The nails in her shoulders dug deeper as Brittany held on. She squeezed Brittany's ass as she picked up speed slightly, still pounding up into her mate with force.
"Oh god," Brittany's jaw dropped, thighs clenching and walls pulsing against her member. "AHHHHH," Brittany's orgasm ripped through her and it triggered Santana's despite her trying to fight it off.
"FUCK! BRITTTTT," She held Brittany close as her hips jerked against her control as she shot stream after stream of cum up into Brittany. Her abs were clenched, toes cramping but her orgasm didn't slow even as it spilled out from between them. She never came as long or as hard as she did during her cycle.
Brittany trembled in her arms and she could feel the swell between them as their fluids dripped down from where they were still joined. She stumbled back a half step till she was leaning against the counter in support. She refused to set Brittany down, not from wanting to keep from making a mess but she felt the pull of needing to take Brittany again as her wolf growled in frustration of her seed dripping onto the floor. It couldn't do it's job if it wasn't inside her mate. Every. Last. Drop.
She growled, control slipping as she put Brittany on the floor. She settled between Brittany's thighs and felt her gums tingle as she fought from her fangs extending. Brittany looked up at her, hands scratching down her back. "Fuck me San, make me yours. I need to smell like your mate," Brittany's voice was husky with arousal. Everything sparked inside her at those words.
She thrust all the way in, Brittany's back arching off the floor. Brittany's thighs fell open, hands slapping to the floor beside them, clawing at the surface as Santana propped her weight up on her hands and knees and drove into Brittany with quick desperate strokes. Her mate wanted, no needed to know she was hers, and she was going to prove it.
Wet slaps filled the apartment as she bottomed out each time she rammed her hips home into Brittany. Brittany couldn't catch her breath, head tossing back and forth as she gasped around Santana's name on her lips. She growled seeing her mate writhing from pleasure. Hers, Brittany was hers.
"Mine," She growled out, teeth clenched together. Her jaw popped as her canines extended.
"Yours," Brittany reached up grasping at her own hair to pull it off her forehead where it had stuck from sweat, "Proudly so."
The coil inside tightened as her orgasm built. She shifted her weight to one arm and reached down to wrap her other arm beneath Brittany's hips, lifting to drive deeper. Brittany's back arched off the floor as a scream ripped from Brittany's throat as her orgasm punched through her. Santana bit her lip, trying to fight hers off but as Brittany's walls convulsed around her member she couldn't keep that coil from snapping and again she was filling Brittany till it was spurting out between them.
She collapsed on top of Brittany, hardly able to catch her breath. She felt their cum sticky between their hips and thighs and she pouted in disappointment. Once again a lot of her cum ended up on the floor. Her wolf whined and she was pissed. Rational thought fluttered through the fog of need to make her mate hers, she and Brittany didn't need pups right now. She didn't even know if Brittany wanted pups but her human thoughts and concerns slipped under the pull of need to keep her mate satisfied and filled with her seed.
Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana's shoulders and sighed. "Your cycle started already?"
She propped herself back up on her elbows, eyebrows scrunched up, "Uh B, you jumped me?"
"You just looked good enough to eat. I couldn't help myself," Brittany shrugged. Santana noticed her eyes were crystal blue again and her pupils were normal. Her wolf hummed at the physical indicators that her mate was sexually satisfied. Mission success. Well, partly success. Her mate wasn't filled with her pups and therefore her mating cycle wasn't complete. She felt herself hardening again and Brittany's eyes widened before a smirk spread across thin lips.
She leaned her head down and nipped softly at Brittany's mark and she felt the effect it had on Brittany's body. Walls clenched around her hardened member and her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Brittany completely controlled her when she did that. Brittany reached down and pushed at Santana's hips, pushing her out from where she wanted to be the most. She whined and licked at Brittany's mark.
Brittany moaned and she looked down to see as Brittany pushed out most of her cum. It pooled out between pale thighs and she growled in frustration and moaned at how hot it looked. She was flickering between conscious human thoughts and complete wolf dominance. It was maddening as her mind flipped back and forth. Brittany looked over and saw the war that danced behind Santana's eyes.
Santana didn't want to lose control and hurt her but her wolf needed this time with her, as mates. Brittany had faith it would be okay, that she wouldn't get hurt and it would be better this time because she healed faster now, not to mention whatever that was an hour ago. She lifted her hips and shifted Santana's weight til she toppled over onto her back. Brittany wasted no time straddling her and rubbing against Santana's hard cock.
"Your thinking to much," Brittany whispered, continuing rubbing against Santana.
"Not easy inside my head right now," Santana admitted. It was the first she'd ever mentioned to Brittany about the pull and push that raged inside her consciousness.
"No more thinking. This week is about us mating. Let go babe. I'll be fine," Brittany assured her. She let the words set in Santana's consciousness before sinking down on Santana's member. She was so full, humming at how stretched she felt. They fit together perfectly and moments where Santana was buried to the hilt inside her, Brittany never felt more loved or appreciated.
Santana gripped at Brittany's waist and smiled at her mate. Brittany lifted her hips and sunk down slowly. They rubbed together in slickness as they were both still coated with their previous orgasms. It was perfect lubrication as Brittany moved faster on top of her. Brittany's hands rested on her breasts, massaging and balancing her weight as she mate.
Brittany's speed and rhythm faltered as she got closer to her orgasm. Her wolf growled and took control of her actions. She held Brittany's hips firmly, keeping her from bouncing. She lifted till Brittany was barely covering the tip of her cock. Brittany looked down at her confused. She growled before driving up into Brittany with frantic quick thrusts, moving so fast she had to dig her heels into the floor to keep them from bouncing across the floor.
"FUCK!" Brittany's breath caught and she gripped painfully at Santana's breasts just trying to hold on as her orgasm rushed up on her. "Ugh, nnnn," She couldn't not make a grunt with each frantic thrust upward. Santana's hips burned but she was lost to her wolf, needed to fill Brittany, make her mate hers. No other would touch her. Those bears would smell her claim on her mate. Brittany screamed again as she fell over the edge, breasts bouncing with each upward thrust. Santana continued, not slowing as Brittany's body spasm and clenched from the pleasure burning through her. She couldn't catch her breath, Santana's cock rapidly ramming into the roof of her and causing spots behind her eyes. "San, I...can't...oh...oh fuck...nnnnnn...ah...ugg," Brittany gasped trying to take a deep breath but Santana continued driving up into her and her body was twitching again "SA'TANA!" Brittany's back arched as another orgasm ripped through her spine. Her walls squeezed so tight against Santana's cock that Santana couldn't trust as fast or as deep. Santana was still going, eyes glazed over and sweat coating her body. "San, I need you to fill me. I need your cum spilling into me, now" Brittany panted as she spoke, her words sending Santana over the edge.
Santana's hips stayed arched off the ground, keeping her cock buried completely making sure her cum shot straight into Brittany's womb. Brittany's nails dug into her skin around her breasts, thighs trapping her tightly. She kept them flush together feeling the pressure build inside Brittany as she continued her long spurts of cum into her mate. It didn't spill between them as her hips collapsed back to the ground as her energy was completely drained as she spilled all she had inside her mate. Brittany collapsed on top of her, breathing slowing till she heard her mate's breath even out in sleep. Her wolf pawed in content and allowed Santana to rest as well. Their bodies didn't separate in sleep as they laid on the floor, cock still buried deep in Brittany.
"Fuck me San!" Brittany's knees would have been bruising if she didn't heal so fast. Santana knelt behind her, hand pushing down in between Brittany's shoulder blades with Brittany's ass in the air. The view set fire to her desires as she bared her fangs, driving deeper into Brittany. The sounds of her balls slapping against Brittany echoed in their ears. It was wet and erotic and spiked her arousal till she was pounding faster and deeper.
Brittany pushed against the wall in front of her to keep from Santana thrusting her head first into the wall. Not that that's happened before. Santana reached around to trace down Brittany's abs before circling around her swollen clit. Brittany's back arched more into the ground and she could hear nails digging into her wall. "Ugh, I love feeling your big fat cock pounding into me so good," Brittany spurred her on and she literally howled from the feeling of power coursing through her veins. Brittany knew exactly what she was doing when she said things like that, without fail it drove Santana mad with want and lust.
Santana draped her body over Brittany's back and sank her fangs into Brittany's mark. Brittany screamed, orgasm erupting as she squirted over Santana's thighs and floor. Brittany's gasps as Santana continued were cries, her body twitching as the pleasure became to much. She reached down and gripped Santana's hand tightly, forcing her to stop rubbing her clit.
"San...please...cum inside...me...oh shit..." Brittany panted, tears gathering in the corner of her eyes as another orgasm built so quickly it burned like lava down her spine.
"Mine," Santana growled into Brittany's neck.
"Yours...shit San," Brittany grunted as Santana stopped thrusting but began grinding into her, rubbing into Brittany's g-spot. "Oh god, I'm going to cum again."
Santana growled again, licking out at the flesh in front of her. She applied pressure to Brittany's clit and they both exploded together. Once again she was forced out of Brittany towards the end of her orgasm by how much she was spilling out and bared her teeth in disappointment as all her cum dripped out of her mate. Brittany's hips gave way and she collapsed to the floor fully, Santana falling beside her not to crush her with her weight.
"I know you hate seeing it, but I love that feeling," Brittany whispered with a more than content and satisfied smile on her face. She might not be doing a good job getting her mate to bear her children but she was definitely keeping her sexually satisfied and that was half the purpose of this week. Her wolf accepted the half win and gave control back over to Santana so Brittany could rest. She stood and lifted Brittany into her arms, then carried her to bed. She draped herself over Brittany's back as a mean to keep her mate protected and warm. She laid awake in awe of her mates body beneath hers. She would patiently wait for her mate to wake up. Till then she tried to figure out how to keep her cum inside her mate like her wolf wanted, she'd done it once before but she couldn't remember how. She knew it involved her wolfs full control and she hadn't let go completely these past few days.
"I feel better now," Brittany announced coming out of the bathroom, rubbing her hair dry with the towel. Santana had been lying on the bed starring at the ceiling and trying to not picture Brittany naked and wet in the shower. She was stark nude with a raging hard on. She gripped at the sheets knowing it would only crack her sanity if she tried to relieve herself. Nope, wouldn't work. She breathed through her nose in deep intakes and breathed out between her lips. It wasn't helping. The fog was thick over her mind and all it would take would be a feather to break her resolve.
A feather like Brittany bending in front of the dresser, digging through a drawer. All control snapped and Santana was forced into the back of her mind. She jumped from the bed and was instantly behind Brittany, lifting her by the back of her thighs. Brittany's back came crashing against Santana's chest, her feet hooking onto the top of the dresser.
"San what are you?" Brittany started to ask but her voice died as she saw how Santana was looking at her in the mirror on top of the dresser. It was beyond the hottest thing they'd ever done. Santana held her under her thighs while Brittany helped with her weight by her feet on the dresser. Brittany watched them in the mirror, her gaze not able to leave Santana's for too long.
Santana easily slipped into dripping folds, knowing her mate was ready by the heavy scent of arousal in the air. Brittany moaned, eyes fluttering. She didn't know what to watch; Santana's eyes with blown pupils and a haze of lust, the way their muscles twitched on both their bodies from the position, or Santana's pulsing cock that was glistening in her juices as it slipped in and out of her.
Everything inside her fluttered and jumped with each thrust and by watching them. She hadn't been so turned on before. Her insides clenched around Santana and her breath was quick and choppy. "San, seeing you like this, oh...uh," She lost whatever coherent though was trying to form in her mind. Santana picked up her thrusting, hands gripping into the underside of Brittany's thighs. Wet sounds and gasps filled the silence as Santana felt the rubber band pull tightly inside her gut. Brittany's walls clenched in erratic pulses around Santana's member coaxing their orgasms to erupt between them. Brittany gasped watching as Santana's cock twitched as she cam. She got to see their orgasm happen and her eyes rolled into the back of her head when she got to see Santana's cum explode out of her while Santana was still buried deep inside her. Seeing and feeling it sent her senses into overload.
Santana wasn't done. She was frustrated again, having watched what Brittany saw as well. She held all of Brittany's weight, stepping back to sit on the bed with Brittany still impaled on her pulsing member. Brittany leaned back, forcing Santana to lie down. She sat back up, leaning back on her hands, feet coming to rest on either side of Santana's tights.
She rocked back and forth feeling as more of Santana's cum escaped from inside her. Santana growled behind her, gripping at her hips and forcing Brittany to start bouncing against her cock. Brittany cried out from the sensitivity and how Santana rubbed against every spot inside her that drove her mad with pleasure. Brittany's toes curled into the bed sheet, her fingers gripping at it as well.
Santana's hips lifted off the bed causing Brittany to bounce against her more. Santana's cock drove up into her cervix with each bounce and she grunted each time she was filled perfectly. The thrusting became erratic and out of rhythm as they both came so close again. Brittany's head tossed back, scream tearing out from her pit as her body was electrified and burning all at once.
Santana came seconds after her orgasm burst through her body. She felt her insides being coated as it pooled inside her. The pressure became so much that it forced itself against Santana's member trying to find somewhere to go. She felt so full and warm and when the pressure popped and Santana growled she sighed at the feeling of it just pouring out from between her legs.
Santana wrapped her arms around her waist and rolled them onto their sides. She knew Santana was back in control because she was getting a moment to rest. She gladly took it, never having to sleep more than during the mating cycle.
The water was warm against her face and eased the tension out of her shoulders. Brittany was sleeping soundly on the couch where she'd passed out after their last round. She couldn't fall asleep and had noticed that she'd really needed to shower.
She ran her fingers through her tangled hair and worked out a lot of the knots that had formed over the past few days. She cracked her neck and stretched with a groan as the cracking continued down her spine. Once everything popped she sighed feeling a bit of the pressure release in her joints. It wasn't easy on her body when she was half shifting all the time. Like she was wet towel rolled up, dried and then unrolled; she kept the twist in her fabric.
Her thoughts were broken by the shower curtain being ripped open. She turned and grunted as Brittany jumped into her, legs wrapping around her waist and growling into Santana's ear. Her feet slipped and she reached out, catching their weight against the shower wall. "Britt?" She asked but her concern caught in her chest as Brittany licked out at her throat and then sucked in the flesh at her pulse point.
Her hands came down to Brittany's ass, gripping the flesh there. Her hips rolled into Brittany's as they ground together, water slipping between their chests and helping them move against each other. "Mine," Brittany growled into her ear and nipped at the lobe. She felt Brittany's tongue flick quickly against the flesh of her ear still sucked into her mouth. Control didn't slip, it fucking shattered. She turned on her heels and slammed Brittany's body into the shower wall, tilting her head to lick and nip at the curve of Brittany's jaw before crashing their lips together.
Brittany bit down on her bottom lip causing her to growl again. Nails scratched from her neck, between her breasts, down the dip of her abs before gripping her cock tightly. She forced her eyes to stay open, enticed by the lust in Brittany's eyes. Nails scratched at the base of her cock and she hissed. Brittany pulled back from her lips, still keeping her bottom lip between teeth.
Her lip popped back and throbbed, matching the throbbing in her cock. "Mine," Brittany growled out again as she tightly gripped Santana's cock in short, hard jerks. She pushed harder into Brittany, smashing them against the shower wall as she kissed Brittany roughly; all teeth and bruising lips. Hearing Brittany growl out her claim made her blood boil and her muscles tremble. She was on the edge of shifting right there in the shower.
Brittany's other hand, the one not stroking her to madness, reached up into her hair and gripped it firmly. Another sliver of control vaporized. Brittany brought Santana's cock to her entrance and drew her inside. Hips slipped until they were flush together. Warmth and slickness coated her and she growled/moaned out into Brittany's lips.
Brittany immediately took control of the positioning, her free hand now coming to scratch down the valley between her shoulder blades. Her skin was on fire, tingling and stretching thin. Her fangs extended and her pupils exploded as her vision shifted. She was barely hanging onto her human form as Brittany took her.
"Mine," Brittany claimed again, riding her and using the wall to manage their weight. Her gut twisted and burned. She was mindful of her fangs and not biting Brittany's lips. Brittany grinned into their frantic kisses and began thrusting her tongue into Santana's mouth, between her fangs and in time with their hips. She came that much closer to erupting.
Brittany trembled in her arms, panting hard and eyes glazed over. As thighs tightened around her waist, Brittany pulled at Santana's hair forcing her head back and exposing her neck. She howled as teeth sunk into the flesh at the curve of her neck. Her toes curled into the shower floor and her hands slammed into the shower wall and she heard the cracking of the surface from the force of it. Her hips jutted upwards as she came, her body mixing with the feelings of pleasure and the pain from Brittany's teeth at her throat and nails ripping open her back. Her eyes squeezed closed, still howling till her orgasm finished.
Brittany's fingers smoothed out over her back and she whimpered as Brittany's teeth released her neck and her mates head fell back into the shower, body going limp in Santana's arms. She caught Brittany's weight and stumbled back a step before twisting and sliding down the shower wall till she was hunched in the shower floor with Brittany panting in her arms.
They were out of the spray of warm water and a chill settled over her skin. Her muscles quit trembling and her fangs pulled back up into her gums. She winced at the throbbing in her neck and felt something thick and wet travel down her chest and between her boobs. She looked down and saw Brittany's head rested against her chest and hummed listening to her heartbeat, and the trail of thick dark blood trailing down from her bite.
"Babe," Her voice cracked so she reached up and brushed Brittany's hair out of her face and stroked her mates jaw till Brittany opened her eyes. The crystal blue was back and they were clear as the ocean on a sunny day.
"San?" Brittany asked in a panic and shot up to straddle her and reach out to flutter her fingers around her bite mark. "What happened?"
She chuckled at the situation despite the constant stinging, "You went all beastly and bit me."
"You're bleeding really bad. Why aren't you healing?" Brittany asked in a panic.
"It's okay Britt. Give it a second and I'm sure I'll be fine," She reassured, running her hands over Brittany's damp thighs.
"I can't believe I bit you," Brittany shook her head with a crease between her brows.
"Don't worry babe. That was incredibly hot. I don't think I've come that hard before," She admitted still feeling the tingles in her abdomen.
Brittany's cheeks turned red and she shook her head, reaching behind her for the wash cloth. She brought it up to Santana's neck and held firm until she stopped bleeding. "I'm fine," She reached up and pulled Brittany down for a kiss. It was a few short seconds till she stopped bleeding and then they re-showered since Brittany reversed her first shower's cleaning.
Brittany was all sticky, grinning and giggling. She was equally sticky. Her wolf calmed down considerably since the shower so they decided to take the time to eat and recharge their energy. Brittany decided the best way to recharge was cover her breast in whip cream and tell Santana to have a snack.
Not that she was complaining at all.
Brittany opened another can after tossing away the second empty one. Seemed like it was a great idea to buy eight cans. Brittany shook the can a bit and then pointed it towards her breasts. Her nipples were peaked and glistening with Santana's saliva from her previous snack.
Santana smirked as Brittany's nipples disappeared underneath a small mountain of whip cream. She felt the stickiness around her lips but ignored it as she pushed Brittany back against the kitchen floor and hovered her face over her official new favorite snack.
Brittany squirmed and giggled again, wiggling her hips to help Santana settle between her thighs. Santana stayed on her knees, arms on either side of Brittany as she leaned down and slurped up some of the whip cream. She smacked her lips and licked them dramatically till Brittany pouted. She smirked again and leaned back down working her way through the mountain of whip cream till her tongue circled around a peaked nipple.
She licked the area around it clean and then sucked the nipple between her lips. Brittany's hands shot up into her hair as a deep moan echoed in her chest right near Santana's lips. Her hips rutted up into Santana's and caused her center to rub against Santana's hard member. She whined a bit at the contact before moving to the other pile of whip cream and licking her way down to another nipple. She nipped at the peaked bud and sucked at the flesh before releasing it with a wet pop.
Brittany squirmed again till Santana was lined up with her heat and wetness. "Ready again?" Santana asked, prodding her tip gently at Brittany's entrance.
"I'm yours," Brittany grinned and reached up pulling Santana into a quick and wet kiss. She hummed when she pulled back and Brittany wiggled against her again, "So take me."
Challenge accepted.
She leaned back on her knees, gripped at Brittany's thighs then lifted them till they were up and out near Brittany's head. She was open and exposed, her folds dripping with arousal and causing her to swallow down her own arousal. This was another moment she thanked Brittany's creators for making her so flexible.
Brittany wiggled her hips again and groaned, wanting her to take whatever action she was planning. She lined herself back up, keeping leverage while on her knees and gripping Brittany's ankles and keeping those long legs spread up and out. She watched as she slid in till she was pushing against Brittany's cervix.
Brittany moaned, eyes rolling back into her head. She felt those warm, slick walls flex against her and her stomach flipped. She was slow with her thrusts as she pulled out to just her tip and pushed all the way back in till she was bottoming out.
The fog settled over her consciousness and she clenched her jaw. Brittany reached up and stroked softly over the back of her hands knowing she was losing control. It was signal that it was okay and she let her control go.
She leaned forward, bringing Brittany's legs to her shoulders and placing her hands on the ground on either side of Brittany's torso. She pushed forward and pulled back quickly, building their rhythm up till neither of them could catch their breath. Make Brittany hers. Show her mate that she is Alpha and worthy of her. It repeated in her mind and each quick, deep thrust was proof and claimed her mates body. Each gasp and moan and grunt that escaped from Brittany was confirmation that Brittany was hers.
She was thrusting so hard that her balls were slapping against Brittany's ass. Brittany's head rolled side to side and she was grabbing her own breasts and panting out variations of Santana's name. Her wolf rumbled and howled inside her mind. How could her mate know she was Alpha if she couldn't even keep her seed deep within her womb and have her mate bear her pups. A fire burned beneath her skin with determination to prove to her mate that she was wolf enough for her.
She was grinding her teeth as her muscles ripped and her bones popped. She curled in on herself, forcing Brittany's legs to push more into her chest. Santana grunted, knees lifting from the ground and feet digging into the tile as the angle of her body was having her thrust straight down. Brittany's eyes were closed tight so she didn't see as Santana's skin prickled with the beginnings of fur or how not just her fangs were extended but her canines.
Brittany's back arched and her thighs trembled, a wetness gushing around her cock. "Ugh...OH!" Brittany's orgasm continued to rip through her but instead of Santana following immediately after she felt the base of her cock begin swelling. It limited how far she was able to thrust into Brittany and it was frustrating her. She growled, stopping her hips and slowy pushing herself all the way in. Brittany gasped and grabbed at her biceps, wincing as Santana popped the rest of the way in.
"Fuck, SAN!" Brittany's head tossed back as her inner walls pulsed against the knot at the base of Santana's cock. They were stuck together and Santana couldn't move her hips without Brittany hissing and digging nails into her skin. Even her wolf knew not to dare move. The pulsing around her cock built her pleasure back up and she twisted her hips into Brittany causing a grinding friction as she swelled some more. Brittany screamed as she twitched and another gush of wetness swelled around her cock. She realized the swelling of her cock was applying pressure to Brittany's g-spot and sending her into another orgasm. Arousal punched through her gut and pleasure shot out like spikes over her nerves and her cock swelled again. Brittany's back stay arched off the ground, nails tearing through her skin and drawing blood. Brittany's mouth was open in a silent scream as her body became stone still. Santana's breath caught in her throat till Brittany started jerking again without control, liquid gushing around her hips in long spurts as Brittany squirted through this orgasm.
"I can't, I can't, I can't," Brittany chanted and then all hearing, sight, and thought was deafened by her orgasm punching through her. She came in long slow spurts but the swelling and pressure in her cock didn't release. She felt her cum fill Brittany up but she was effectively plugging her up where they were stuck together. Santana collapsed on top of Brittany, long legs flexing and twisting till her heels rested on the kitchen floor. Santana laid fully on top of her mate, still coming and licking at Brittany's mark knowing it would help her body adjust. She smiled lazily as minutes turned into a half hour and she was still filling her mate with cum. Her spurts were long and now were a minute apart but her body still buzzed like it did mid orgasm.
Brittany would stroke at her hair one minute and then breath rapidly and convulse beneath her with another orgasm from the pressure against her sensitive g-spot. The pressure was slowly releasing in her knot as the half hour turned into a full hour. Brittany swelled beneath and her wolf pawed in satisfaction in keeping all of her cum inside her mate. Mating cycle complete. She didn't know what had happened and was still happening but it satisfied her wolf and her mate.
Finally the swelling disappeared and she was able to pull out of Brittany. She had to scoot back a few feet as all of her cum came spilling out from between Brittany's thighs. Brittany sighed with content and rubbed lazy patterns over her breasts, thighs spread wide and giving Santana a full show. She was disappointed like she normally was when her cum would spill out. She watched as the swelling in Brittany's abdomen leveled out and she didn't look so bloated anymore as her cum emptied out onto the kitchen floor. This was going to be quiet the mess to clean up.
She picked her mate up who sighed contently and she carried them to bed. She curled up behind her mate, burying her nose into Brittany's hair and breathing in the smell of wolf deep underneath Brittany's skin. Oh yes, this mating cycle was a success.
Authors note:
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