Summary: The Pierces, a wildlife documentary filmmaker family, go on a journey into the Amazon rainforest. Brittany gets lost, encounters a jaguar, and is rescued by an inhumanly strong and fast person who was raised by a wild cats her entire life. A Tarzan/George of the Jungle Brittana AU Part II
****Sexual scenes, alien biology, and temporary g!p Santana****
Brittany began to become familiar with every noise of the forest. They could still hear the deep, raspy roars of jaguars resonating through the jungle every night as they lay together. That call and response ritual was the animals' way of searching for mates. There was no doubt that the black and yellow jaguar mates they had seen together would soon be expecting cubs. There was something so beautiful about the thought of new cubs being born into the world.
As Brittany slowly awakened, she instinctively reached around beside her blindly with her hands feeling for Santana, sitting up slowly and noticing that she was alone in the cave where she pretty much lived now while her family was away. She couldn't get Santana out of her head, her fantasies about the woman constantly running wild.
She had yet another sexual dream that left her with a familiar tingling and wetness between her thighs when she woke up from it.
Brittany had made Santana's makeshift bed of leaves much more comfortable for herself by bringing a pillow with her. She preferred the softness of a mattress but she got used to Santana's way of doing things eventually. She had offered a pillow to Santana as well but the woman refused it, preferring to sleep the way she always had. There was no need for a blanket as it was so hot and Santana's body was perpetually heated against Brittany's anyway.
She always curved her firm, strong and compact body around Brittany's protectively every night, or lay on top of her with her face pressed against the blonde's neck. Rather than feeling suffocated, Brittany enjoyed having her scalding body keeping her warm the entire night.
Santana was clearly out at the river washing herself like she did every morning. Most of the time Brittany would go there with her but today the blonde had overslept, so Santana probably hadn't wanted to disturb her sleep and had left on her own.
Ever since the time Santana had kissed her, they hadn't spoken about what it might have meant but Brittany knew her own feelings of attraction were stronger than ever.
Brittany bit her lip, her imagination running wild as she began to think about what Santana's slim, toned body looked like when she washed herself. Brittany was in a constant state of horniness these days around Santana, so the wetness she felt dripping down her inner thighs now was nothing new.
Even though they hadn't done anything sexual together, apart from the way Santana rubbed her body up against hers when they first met, Brittany couldn't handle much more of them sleeping naked together and constantly being around each other in a nude state. It made it so difficult to resist the allure of Santana.
She was amazed as she felt how soaked she was when she slipped a hand between her legs, unable to resist the temptation. Brittany was only human after all and there was only so much she could take. She hadn't done this in a while and her hormones were going crazy lately whenever she was in Santana's presence. Her thoughts began to drift to Santana's naked form, the way her scalding, sweaty skin felt when she was pressed close to Brittany, and that musky, earthy, intoxicating smell she associated with her.
The definition that always showed in her shoulders and biceps. Her sculpted abs. The way it felt when Santana would lick the sensitive areas on her neck. The natural rasp in her voice.
The thought of it all made Brittany's arousal intensify. Now that Santana could communicate with her verbally, Brittany had the sound of her hoarse, low voice stuck in her head. It didn't help that she now knew what it was like to kiss her twice and feel those heated lips massaging hers.
She began to wonder if maybe Santana felt the same about her - if maybe she had thought about letting her baser instincts take over and taking Brittany forcefully. After all, they had both seen the two jaguars and she saw the way Santana's gaze lingered on her that day when she registered what the actions of the two meant. It was natural for every being in the forest to have a mate.
She started to moan into her own arm, biting into it as she sped up the movements of her right hand, her abs tensing. She couldn't believe how wet she was as the pressure built, just thinking about Santana's eyes and body, the way it felt when she curled her scalding body around her as they slept together every night, and the way her arms felt around Brittany's body when she would embrace her sometimes like the blonde had taught her to do.
"Oh, oh, Santana!" She cried.
"Brittany!"
Santana's voice shouting her name broke through her thoughts and her eyes opened wide to see the woman herself standing before her. Heat rose to the blonde's face when she was caught in the act of touching herself.
She almost felt ashamed, laying there naked with her legs wide open in such a vulgar position. She felt more exposed than she ever had been around Santana. Brittany was panting and flushed. She hadn't expected the object of her very fantasies to return so soon when she had just made herself come so fast from thinking about them. She clenched her thighs together. She had just come on her own fingers.
Maybe Santana had heard her shrieks, or the many calls of her name with that super hearing of hers and immediately ran back to the cave, thinking Brittany was in some danger.
Santana's nostrils flared as she smelled Brittany's arousal. She squirmed, her gaze falling to where Brittany had her fingers placed, buried deep inside of herself, and the tall blonde could tell that she was aroused by the sight of her. The woman seemed confused by her own state of arousal.
Her confusion made her flustered and nervous around the blonde, biting down on her lip when she saw Brittany pull her wet fingers out from inside of herself slowly. She no doubt could smell and see exactly how wet Brittany was.
Santana avoided her curious blue gaze, running away from the cave after that. Brittany groaned to herself as she sat up, thinking maybe she had gone too far and now Santana would be uncomfortable in her presence.
Had she been imagining the hungry look in those deep dark eyes when Santana caught her in that vulnerable state?
She crept out of the cave carefully and went looking for her, not seeing her close to the cave. She gasped when she finally saw her in the distance.
Santana's left arm - her dominant one - was moving against her and her low moans could be heard as she was clearly touching herself as well, standing there alone beside the river. Brittany couldn't help but give in to temptation and watched her. Brittany saw her body tense up and heard Santana climax quickly after that with a moan of Brittany's name.
Santana was unusually quiet and distant from her after that, as if shy about what she had seen Brittany doing to herself and knowing what she had done to herself in response.
Despite now being fluent in English, Santana still wasn't always so forthcoming when it came to talking about her emotions and Brittany didn't want to make her uncomfortable by pushing her.
Santana was perplexed one day to find Brittany squirming and crying in the cave alone with her knees pulled up to her chest. She had her clothes back on. Her periods had always been terrible but this was one of the worst times she had ever had.
Santana seemed to be able to apply controlled heat to her body as she pressed her hands to her abdomen and her torso against Brittany's back. Eventually the blonde began to feel much better as Santana massaged her with her gentle, hot hands then licked her skin.
They still spent every single day together, Santana showing Brittany how she caught fish, chickens, and wild hogs in the forest. As much as she enjoyed the taste of meat and it was fascinating to watch Santana hunt in human or big cat form, Brittany couldn't really handle watching much of the brutality of the hunting.
Santana noticed her discomfort so she began introducing her to all of the animals and plants of the forest instead, while Brittany continued to teach her about how things in the human world worked. Santana knew every plant that was poisonous to humans somehow and would warn Brittany away from them.
Brittany was fascinated with all of the big cats and was able to film all of the ocelots, jaguarundis, margays, pumas, and oncillas she met in the forest.
The same massive black jaguar with the cubs from before walked right up to Santana, head bunting her. Santana made a cat-like sound to her in greeting and the jaguar chuffed in response. The animal seemed almost like a mother figure to Santana.
"This is Brittany." Santana told the panther excitedly, pointing to the girl beside her. Brittany felt like it was an honour to be introduced to Santana's closest companions. The jaguar matriarch watched her for a while curiously until eventually coming up to her and rubbing her head against Brittany, as if welcoming her into the family as well. Brittany stroked her massive head affectionately.
The same big black jaguar that Santana referred to as Killari would follow them everywhere, as if she was some kind of protective being watching over them.
Brittany couldn't deny that she was deliberately trying to entice Santana and get her to finally give in to those carnal urges they both clearly had. The woman was just so skittish and easily flustered like a shy teen who didn't know how to process their feelings for a girl.
The blonde continued to wear makeup, despite having no real need for it in the forest. She just wanted to look pretty for Santana. She wore dresses sometimes and pretty clothes, just because she felt like it sometimes even out there in the wilderness but it was more than that. She wanted Santana's attention on her.
Brittany wanted Santana to see her as desirable. It succeeded in getting Santana's attention. Santana was fascinated with how Brittany looked in makeup, dresses and jewellery. After all, she would have never seen how a woman looked when she was all dolled up, so it had to be fascinating to her.
They would both bathe in the river now each day. Even before Brittany had introduced her to the wonders of a toothbrush, Santana's breath and teeth had somehow always been so clean. Maybe that was another benefit of her alien DNA. Brittany had wondered how Santana kept most of the hair off of her body and now she knew that the woman used a sharp rock from the riverbed.
Not that Brittany cared much about that. She enjoyed the slight fuzziness and scratch against her skin of Santana's body when she wasn't completely shaved. Brittany felt it was natural. She also loved the smell of Santana's sweaty body when she had just come back in from hunting or running through the forest.
Brittany noticed that Santana was watching her bathe in the river that morning with darkened and hooded eyes. Santana was still figuring out how to communicate everything she felt in English but at least physical touch was a language they both understood.
There was something about Santana that made Brittany feel so smitten and tongue tied in a way Brittany had never felt toward any other man or woman before.
Brittany stood up in the shallow part of the water, her body completely on display for Santana and smiled seductively at her.
The dark-haired woman quivered, cupping her hands over the area between her legs as if wanting to hide something and scampered away. Brittany just shook her head, rolling her eyes in amusement. It was as if Santana wanted to hide her arousal from her.
Brittany wasn't entirely sure what to expect when they were finally together in that way. That went without saying as she had never had sex with a superpowered alien before. At least this was something she could tick off her bucket list.
Granted, Santana was a very humanoid alien. Apart from her feline features and mannerisms, she could have passed for any earthly person. What she had between her legs seemed to be just like any human's but maybe her species had some other unique quirks Brittany hadn't discovered yet, just like her fire powers and healing saliva.
Brittany was intensely curious but she didn't want to make Santana feel uncomfortable by asking a lot of questions or staring.
Would they even be able to have sex? Would Santana break her if they tried?
Sure, Santana was really strong but she wasn't Superman strong. She couldn't send Brittany flying across the room with just a touch or completely crush her bones just by shoving her too hard and she seemed to have great control of her strength, but there were bound to be differences.
She just really hoped there was nothing too bizarre but she was so enamoured with Santana that at this rate she probably would have been able to put up with just about anything that was naturally a part of the woman's body.
They were walking through the jungle again one day. Brittany wasn't sure what to think when Santana approached her then began rubbing her body against some nearby trees and glancing in Brittany's direction as if she wanted her to notice.
If that wasn't bizarre enough, the woman threw herself on the ground in front of her, making a show of dramatically rolling around in front of Brittany and seemed disappointed when the blonde didn't have much of a reaction other than confusion and amusement.
"What are you doing?" Brittany couldn't help but laugh. She didn't want Santana to feel like she was laughing at her but she just couldn't make sense of her actions lately. Brittany had always been eccentric but Santana's behaviour was a little much even for her. It was the second day in a row she had been acting like this.
Santana came up to her cautiously with that same shy look she had on her face before when she kissed the blonde for the first time.
Brittany leaned in and closed her eyes, expecting a proper kiss but instead Santana pressed their foreheads together, then tilted her head and rubbed their cheeks together. The blonde kept her eyes closed and smiled, enjoying the affectionate gestures.
What Brittany wasn't expecting was for Santana to nip her shoulder, pretty hard, followed by a harder nibble on her arm, then her neck. Santana pulled back with a wicked grin and a playful look in her eyes. She seemed proud of herself.
"Ow! Santana?!" Santana bit her again on her shoulder, getting carried away with whatever she was trying to do. "I said stop. That hurts!"
She normally wouldn't have minded Santana's playful bites but this didn't feel very romantic or sexy to her. In fact, it was a little painful with Santana's teeth being as sharp as they were. Santana's actions were quite bizarre lately. Besides, she was frustrated that Santana hadn't kissed her again after the last time even though Brittany thought they had something deeper together.
Santana seemed hurt and offended, the look on her face screaming, "What, didn't you like it?" "Aren't you impressed?"
Brittany could understand why Santana would feel betrayed. After all, Brittany had never raised her voice like that to her before or rebuffed her. This was the first argument of sorts they had ever had. Brittany's expression softened, frowning sadly.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."
Brittany felt guilty and tried to put her arms around Santana, her own face crumpling when Santana just watched her sadly. Santana stiffened up, shrugging her off and even hissed at her when she tried to come closer again, tears filling her eyes.
Now Brittany really felt terrible for laughing and for responding like that when Santana bit her but she didn't quite understand what she had done to offend her so much.
Her lower lip quivered and she even felt tears come to her eyes and streak down her cheeks after Santana left.
What could have been so offensive to Santana?
Oh, now Brittany understood.
Jaguars tried to impress their females with courtship rituals that were similar to Santana's. Maybe Santana had observed the actions of the wild cats and tried to imitate them. Or her jaguar family had given her some advice on how to woo Brittany. The thought of Santana going so far to try and court her made Brittany's heart beat faster but she was sorry she had made her feel like her actions were being rejected.
Brittany walked alone aimlessly in the forest for a while, not knowing what to do with herself. Her heart was broken, thinking maybe she had ruined things forever with Santana and made her hate her.
She didn't want to go back to the cave or the campsite but she couldn't go to Santana now and she had no idea where she had run off to. She had never felt so alone and so much heartache.
A sharp feeling on her ankle snapped her out of her thoughts as something pierced her skin. Brittany screamed, realizing she had been bitten and saw the form of the snake quickly moving away.
She instantly felt severe throbbing pain shoot through her. This was the worst pain she had ever felt in her life and she retched from it. Her breathing grew heavier, sweat now coating her skin, and she closed her eyes, horrible nausea coming over her as the world spun. She could tell from what she had seen that it had been a venomous snake.
Her vision began to blur. Everything burned so badly. The rain began to fall, soaking her body but she barely noticed. She curled inward in a fetal position and eventually fell unconscious due to the pain.
There was something hot licking her on her leg. It wasn't uncomfortable or weird, in fact the sensation felt oddly familiar and didn't feel like some strange animal. The sensation was strangely soothing. She didn't know where she was but she was lying on her side, curled into herself with her knees pulled up to her chest and still naked.
She moaned in discomfort, writhing. She didn't even want to open her eyes, thinking she was still alone in the rain and Santana was far away somewhere, maybe hating her and never wanting anything to do with her again.
However, she didn't have to worry about that anymore, as she began to notice a familiar, loving presence beside her and was so glad to not be alone. She registered the warmth around her and that there was no rain falling on her anymore. She did feel a wetness against her leg, from the saliva and something else, along with someone's warm head leaning against it.
The licking stopped, the weight lifted off of her leg and she felt fingers stroking her shoulder. She opened her eyes and was amazed to see Santana watching her in dim light. The woman herself was dripping in water like a cat caught out in the rain and seemed miserable about that. It was an amusing sight, in spite of everything.
Brittany was so relieved that Santana was with her again and didn't seem upset with her or betrayed. In fact, her dark eyes were just full of worry, affection, and concern for Brittany. Her dark eyebrows were furrowed and she was pouting.
"Where are we?" Brittany asked softly.
"In the cave," Santana explained, her voice shaking. "Your skin is so white and you feel cold. You kept shivering. I was terrified when I couldn't find you. Then when I followed your scent and found you, I thought you had… had…"
She couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence but Brittany could tell what she was going to say. The blonde's heart clenched when she saw Santana's wet eyes.
"Are you crying?"
Santana sniffed, rubbing at her cheek with the back of her hand and looked away. Brittany felt tears come to her eyes as well at the thought of Santana crying for her.
"I'm sorry for worrying you. I got bitten by a snake," It was then that Brittany noticed something else - she wasn't feeling any of the pain she felt before. That sharp burning throughout her limb was now miraculously gone. "You healed me?"
Santana nodded, rubbing her thumb gently over the part of Brittany's ankle where two puncture marks remained. She leaned closer, one of her tears dripping onto Brittany's skin and the blonde wondered whether even Santana's teardrops had healing properties as well.
"Thank you." Brittany sighed, reaching out to stroke her fingers through Santana's long curls of black hair, since that was all she was capable of doing at the moment to show her immense gratitude. She still felt so weak from the ordeal but she felt so much better after being relieved of most of the pain.
Santana watched over her the entire time attentively. She rubbed her head, gently stroking her long blonde hair and purring to comfort her as Brittany dozed off again in her weakened state.
For the rest of the day Santana fetched her fresh water, or anything else she needed, still watching her closely with those worried dark eyes. Brittany was touched by Santana catering to her every need. She coughed when she swallowed the cold water at first but it did make her feel less light-headed.
Santana rubbed her body down with a damp cloth as Brittany lay there weakly, so grateful to have the dark-haired woman there to take care of her. Santana seemed to have healed her so quickly that the venom hadn't had any lasting impact.
Brittany eventually began to feel more like herself again but she was overcome by emotion from the whole experience, the thought of their argument and the snake still sending a cold shiver through her.
"What would make you feel better? I'll do anything."
Brittany couldn't handle the way Santana looked at her with concern and love in her brown eyes. She wanted to kiss that sweet, concerned right look off of her face. She smiled, wanting to make it clear to Santana that she didn't need to worry about her so much anymore.
"I feel a lot better now. Can you just hold me?" Brittany needed to feel the safety of being close to Santana again. She didn't know what she would do if Santana rejected her touch now.
Santana's eyes instantly softened and she moved close to her, taking her into her arms gently, being careful not to hurt her leg more.
The scorching heat radiating from her body naturally was soothing to Brittany. She stood up with Brittany in her arms, walking them around the cave slowly as Brittany clung to her shoulders and neck. Santana stroked her back, humming to her softly. It was exactly what Brittany needed to feel calmer.
"I'm sorry for running and pushing you away. I was hurt because I thought I had made a fool of myself and you didn't like me. If I hadn't run away like that, you wouldn't have gone alone by yourself and the snake wouldn't have bitten you. This is my fault," Santana spoke softly, as if she was scared that raising her voice would make Brittany's pain start up again. "The thought of losing you… I could not handle that."
Santana sounded breathless with emotion. To Brittany, this felt like Santana was confessing her love to her.
"I couldn't handle losing you either." Brittany admitted honestly in a soft voice.
"I'll never let anything hurt you again. I swear. I'm going to always protect you."
Brittany was beyond touched by her words. She nuzzled against her warm chest and Santana seemed surprised when she licked the skin on her shoulder, trying to convey affection in a way Santana would understand so clearly. She then kissed the skin under her lips. She wanted to show Santana that she felt the exact same way.
Her courtship rituals were pretty endearing now that she knew what they meant, despite being so unusual.
"Oh, Santana. It was never your fault and I just want you to know I didn't mean it. I wasn't rejecting you before. At first, I just didn't realize you meant all that… romantically. It was actually really cute. I just wasn't expecting it but now I know what you meant."
"Brittany, I…" Santana's voice was quiet and she opened her mouth to say something but seemed to not know how to explain herself. "I feel…"
"You love me?"
Santana watched her in silence for a moment, her dark brown eyes wide and startled as she nodded slowly, as if she finally had a word that described how she felt.
"Love you, Brittany."
"I'm in love with you too."
Santana watched her with this intense, wild look in her eyes that Brittany had never seen before then pressed her forehead against hers, nuzzling her again.
"I want you to be my mate." She said it more like a demand in her deep, gruff voice but Brittany was flattered and she noticed how Santana looked endearingly timid, as if she still wasn't sure how Brittany would react to that proposition.
"Me too. I want you so much. That's what I've been wanting to tell you. I want you to touch me and have me."
Santana's grip around her tightened and Brittany felt the woman's heart beating fast. Brittany shifted around in her arms to face her and wrapped her legs around her waist, clinging more tightly to her neck. There was something really sexy about having Santana carry her like this effortlessly in strong arms. It was different to the way she had carried her when they first met by the river. This felt much more intimate.
All Brittany could think about now was the feeling of her core sliding against Santana's rock hard abs. Her breath hitched. She felt heat rise to her cheeks at the feeling of her own wetness grow.
Santana seemed to finally notice the position they were in and groaned low in her throat, squeezing her eyes shut as if attempting to control her arousal when she felt Brittany's wetness against her skin.
Santana holding back again wasn't what Brittany wanted. The pain from her leg was completely gone and she felt all better. She wanted Santana to understand that she was more than ready and willing for the Santana to take her in any way she wanted.
Brittany shifted in her arms and put her hands on the woman's face, getting her attention. She felt almost desperate for Santana's lips against hers and wanted to show her how much she reciprocated her feelings.
"Kiss me. Please."
Santana did as she asked, catching her mouth in a hard, searing kiss that left Brittany breathless.
Their kisses became more heated by the second as Brittany carded her fingers through dark hair. The woman was startled at first when Brittany traced her fuller lips with the tip of her tongue but eventually their tongues met as she groaned and allowed Brittany to show her how to kiss open-mouthed.
Santana backed her up against the wall of the cave, her panting becoming heavier against Brittany's sensitive neck. Brittany was equally breathless, trembling as Santana ran her palms up and down the flesh of her thighs.
She had seen Santana naked like this a million times and even felt her heated form wrapped around her protectively as they slept together in the same bed but this was something new for them.
Santana didn't give her much warning before she felt her arm moving between their bodies and strong, warm fingers stroking through her core. Brittany's lips fell open as she whimpered.
She squirmed, writhing against her strong body when she felt the tips of Santana's fingers against her clit, circling it a few times and then dipping lower still through the wet seam of her, parting her lips then finding and circling her entrance.
Her eyes were locked on Brittany's face the entire time, watching every reaction Brittany had closely as she explored that area, sliding the tips of her fingers through her drenched folds. Brittany writhed against her again, whimpering. She grabbed Santana's shoulders, trying to get her to understand how much she needed her inside.
Brittany couldn't hold back a moan when she felt those fingers fill her completely, stretching her. Santana was rough and didn't give her much time to adjust, ravaging her in that animalistic way she did everything else. She curled her three fingers hard, hoisting Brittany's legs up so they were around her shoulders now and thrusting into her powerfully as the blonde keened, clinging to her form desperately.
She began to grind her own body up against hers, her core slick against Brittany's thigh as she chased her own pleasure. All Brittany could do was moan. Her sounds increased in pitch as Santana pushed into her at a fierce pace, her walls clenching tightly around the intrusion.
Brittany practically mewled when she felt those hot, full lips tracing her neck, attacking the delicate skin there. She kissed, then sucked on her sensitive skin hard enough that Brittany was sure there would be marks there the next day. Santana's sharper than normal teeth clamped down on the area between her shoulder and neck. Brittany's fingers were digging into the sinew and muscles of her shoulders, clutching onto her helplessly.
Brittany enjoyed watching Santana's muscles flex as she moved faster against her with deep thrusts to meet Brittany's desperate squirming, the blonde's soft moans reduced to whimpers.
Santana felt wetter than should be normal against her thigh but Brittany just pulled her closer, her eyes fluttering shut and gave herself over to the feeling completely.
She saw colours and lights in front of her eyes as she fell apart in Santana's arms, sparks of white hot pleasure like nothing she had ever felt before spreading through her.
As soon as she heard Brittany come with a cry against her ear, her fingers digging into Santana's shoulder as her pale arm wrapped around her neck, Santana's movements became jerky, losing her rhythm as she followed her over the edge.
Brittany felt more of Santana's slick wetness coating her thigh and sighed happily, feeling totally satisfied now and holding Santana's form close against hers. Santana palmed Brittany's ass with her free hand, giving it a firm squeeze but kept the fingers of her other hand locked inside of Brittany still.
Brittany traced her fingers along her defined jawline, bringing their lips together again as Santana gently lay her down on their bed, climbing over her. Brittany whimpered softly when she began thrusting into her again without warning.
She was still sensitive but it felt incredible. She reached between Santana's legs when she was coherent enough to do so, hearing a sharp intake of breath from Santana when she found her clit and rubbed tight circles on it, exploring her most intimate area.
Brittany smirked as Santana froze for a moment, staring at Brittany in surprise and wonder when she touched her swollen, aroused flesh. Brittany felt the heat and wetness against her hand increase, Santana's thrusts into her becoming harder as the blonde began to reciprocate and curl two fingers inside of her at the same time.
Somehow the knowledge that this was the first time Santana had ever touched anyone like this or had someone touch her in return only made Brittany's arousal grow. Everything felt so intimate and sacred between them.
Santana somehow found that one spot inside of her that never failed to reduce her to desperate whimpering. She felt herself climax for the second time with Santana's lips against her neck and a shout of her name.
The woman's muscles tensed up and she collapsed on top of her, pushing herself up against Brittany's hand as she came again. Santana was kissing her all over her body as she began to doze off in the afterglow, a soft smile on her lips.
Part of Brittany worried that Santana might want to leave her after they had sex. After all, jaguars were solitary animals and would only stay together for up to a few days of mating.
Maybe Santana would think she had to do the same. She was relieved when Santana never showed any indication that she wanted to leave her at all.
Santana always wanted sex with her now that she knew what it was like and Brittany felt the exact same, unable to put up any resistance whenever the dark-haired woman backed her up into the nearest wall, or rolled onto her in Brittany's bed back at the Pierces' campsite.
She couldn't get enough of Santana kissing and fondling her. Just like she was for everything else, Santana was such a fast learner. She figured out exactly how to touch and kiss Brittany to turn her on.
Brittany was washing herself casually in the river that day, almost her entire body visible as she swam across to the shallow area and stood up in the water. She hummed a pop song to herself, leaning back and running her hands through her soft, beachy waves of hair.
There was a flowing waterfall nearby and it was tranquil that morning, soft sunlight breaking through the canopy of trees and birds chirping around them. The water in this part was crystal clear and cool. It was a secret, special, and stunningly beautiful part of the forest only Santana seemed to know about that she had shown to Brittany.
She smiled against Santana's lips when the woman came into the water and wrapped her arms around her from behind as Brittany tilted her head back to kiss her heatedly.
She rolled her hips back against Santana's core, hearing the woman groan and feeling her hands settle on her hips, giving them a firm squeeze. Brittany guided her hands up to her breasts, moaning softly as Santana held the weight of them in her hands, circling her nipples until they were hard and pinching them.
Eventually they stumbled out of the water together, barely pausing to breathe and Santana began to kiss her more forcefully, rocking their hips together as she urged her to lay on her back on a soft, clean part of the shore.
When Santana pushed her down this time, Brittany noticed how her eyes had changed, becoming clouded over with arousal. The tension between them felt different to the usual but just as strong as always. Light blue eyes met darkest brown for a charged moment. Brittany's back arched as she panted and Santana grasped hungrily at her breasts again then took each nipple in her hot mouth and sucked them until Brittany was squealing.
Santana paused to move further down her body, cupping her thighs in her hands and squeezing her ass. She pressed tender, open-mouthed kisses all over Brittany's inner thighs and inhaled her scent deeply as she moved closer to Brittany's core.
Brittany whined low in her throat, spreading her thighs wider to give her room and put her leg over her shoulder. She closed her eyes, giving herself over to the pleasure as Santana began to lick her there. She stayed there for what felt like forever, her tongue slipping inside.
A white hot rush soon came over her, spreading to her fingers and toes as she arched her back and mewled Santana's name, her thighs squeezing around her face.
Brittany could feel Santana smirk against her thigh after she had made her come. She was too busy tingling all over and trying desperately to catch her breath to roll her eyes at her.
Santana moved up over Brittany's freckled, flushed body, lowering her frame against her when she reached her lips and began to kiss her, deep, slow and consuming until all other thoughts left her head.
Brittany kept her arm wrapped around her shoulders. She was expecting Santana to be more than hot and bothered by now, dripping against her and coating her skin with it but Brittany felt something pressing against her thigh that wasn't just Santana's usual heat and wetness she was now familiar with.
She didn't remember herself or Santana bringing anything else with them so at first she was struggling to think of where the unexpected strap on had come from. She was almost certain Santana would not know what such a thing was or why people would even use an object like that for sex.
Yet this didn't feel quite the same as the artificial feeling Brittany associated with sex toys. Brittany glanced down, feeling her face and entire body flush because she had felt that particular feeling before and she could have sworn a second ago Santana hadn't had one of those between her legs.
Sure enough, Santana's genitalia seemed to have transformed. What Santana now had between her legs was phallus-shaped and larger than average by human standards. Not to mention, it was the most attractively shaped one Brittany had seen.
It was also completely erect and pulsing against Brittany's thigh. It was clearly part of Santana's body, attached and blending with her complexion even though it hadn't been there a second ago. Brittany wanted to touch her.
Santana herself was shocked by what her body had shifted into and became very nervous but Brittany distracted her with the boldness of her next action. She curiously brought her hand down in between their bodies, unable to resist the temptation and wrapped her fingers around it, hearing Santana hiss sharply as she dragged them up and down slowly along the shaft.
Never one to be shy in this area, Brittany tugged at it experimentally. Santana squirmed and moaned so loudly she seemed embarrassed by herself.
"Sorry, I don't know why I… "
Her confusion and anxiety were understandable. It was clearly her first time having well, an erection, of sorts.
Brittany felt so proud of herself for being responsible for this reaction. Santana watched her shyly, sounding distressed when she spoke up again.
"Does this happen to you and other women of your species?"
Brittany shook her head with a small smile.
"No, it definitely doesn't happen for humans like that. Is it the first time this has ever happened to you?"
"No, it happened once before… when I was watching you when you were naked in the river. The day when I ran away from you." Santana avoided her eyes after admitting that out loud, redness filling her cheeks.
"Oh."
Brittany couldn't help the smile that came to her lips, although she didn't want to make Santana feel as if she was laughing at her. So that explained why Santana had reacted like that. Santana seemed to expect her to be grossed out but Brittany had the opposite reaction.
It seemed as if Santana's species had the ability to change their anatomy like this randomly. Maybe this occurred when they needed to procreate with someone of the same gender or when the urge to make love to their partner in this way struck them, like having a strap on ready to go at any time. The thought almost made her laugh. Or maybe Brittany had said or done something to invoke this reaction from Santana's body.
She hadn't been sure if there would be any differences between having sex with an alien and a human so at least now she got her answer. At least this wasn't something that creeped Brittany out. She could handle this extra part of her. She wouldn't even have to teach Santana how to use a strap on to fuck her.
Santana still appeared to be embarrassed by the extra appendage, staring down at herself in both disgust and fear.
This woman clearly disliked anything she associated with men, however she also couldn't control the way her body was reacting to Brittany, still throbbing against her and leaking all over the paleness of the blonde's skin, just like she couldn't control how wet she became around the blonde normally in any other situation.
Santana moved as if to pull back, her face reddened but Brittany wrapped her arms around her shoulders, hugging her close.
"Aw, it's totally okay, Baby. You don't have to apologize for a thing. I want you."
Santana's new appendage gave a telling twitch when Brittany moved closer and it rubbed against her abdomen again by accident. Brittany smirked and it twitched again when the blonde began to kiss her neck, nibbling on her ear. She enjoyed the effect she had on Santana.
"You still want me like this?"
Brittany nodded and Santana looked relieved. Santana seemed so insecure and ashamed of herself, so Brittany wanted to reassure her that everything was alright. Brittany gave Santana's ass a firm squeeze and the woman rocked her hips against her with a desperate expression on her face.
"I like you like this too. I really want you to have sex with me like this." Brittany moved her hand between them again, wrapping her fingers around it. Santana jolted again.
"You can't keep doing that." Santana hissed, an urgent look on her face as she looked down at Brittany's hand that was still stroking her.
"Oo, why?" Brittany teased with a lilt to her voice, knowing full well why Santana was so flustered. It was easy to convince Santana to do anything when she was in this state. She took pity on the alien when it looked as if she was about to explode and let go of her. She spread her legs wider, practically purring her next words. "I want you inside of me."
Santana's flesh was so molten hot. Brittany noticed the way Santana was throbbing for her and bit her lip. She couldn't deny that she loved knowing it was her alone who was having this kind of effect on the alien. It made her so proud and almost smug. She was so intensely curious and dying to know what it would actually feel like when it was inside of her.
Either way, Brittany didn't complain at all, lining Santana up with her entrance. Santana sighed in appreciation when she felt how wet Brittany was. She had always been able to feel it all over her mouth, fingers, abs, and thighs but Brittany knew it probably felt totally different for Santana to actually feel Brittany's wetness on this part of her.
Both of them groaned out loud when she bumped the head against her clit. Brittany knew it was going to feel amazing for both of them. Santana couldn't seem to wait anymore in her excitement and Brittany knew it was because this was her first time having sex with anyone this way.
Brittany felt equally aroused and desperate to have it all inside of her. Santana was so skilled with her hands and mouth, and at grinding on top of Brittany but this was going to feel far different.
Brittany winced at the intrusion, her face screwing up when Santana pushed a few inches in because it was so big and she hadn't done anything like this in a while, aside from having Santana's fingers and tongue inside of her.
It wasn't frighteningly large or anything but definitely thicker and longer in that area than any human Brittany had been with. It was a tight fit, even despite how drenched Brittany was.
Brittany took all of her until she was fully sheathed inside, her walls stretching and clenching hotly around her. Then Santana was pulling back and pushing in again sharply, drawing a moan from the blonde. Brittany couldn't get enough of how hot Santana felt inside of her as she clenched to receive more of her.
It gave her a thrill to think of Santana claiming her like this. In another life, had it not been for Santana's change of heart, she might have been a warrior-like alien set on repopulating her race with Brittany.
Santana was already reddened and gleaming with a sheen of sweat. The blonde could feel a flush creeping from her own chest up to her cheeks, heat spreading from her core to the rest of her body as Santana continued to rock her hips against hers instinctually. It was a little too rough and fast but it was exactly what Brittany wanted. She locked her long legs around Santana, her heels digging into her ass.
She ran her hands up and down the expanse of Santana's back, enjoying the feel of her sinew and muscle, then her hand went down to grab her ass, her nails digging into the flesh as Santana pounded her harder. Santana stroked Brittany's thighs that were trembling slightly and she reached up weakly for her neck to tug her down for a kiss.
Brittany squeaked at a particularly rough thrust, clutching onto Santana again with her long legs and tight inner muscles. They were all alone here and though she didn't particularly care who heard her cries, she knew she could be as loud as she wanted to be without anyone else in the world knowing what they were up to and she loved it that way. She could scream Santana's name as many times as she wanted, so she did so.
She was pretty sure Santana could tell how much she approved from the lewd sounds that were leaving her mouth and the way she fell apart beneath her.
"You feel so good." Santana moaned brokenly.
"Mm, yes." Brittany sighed in approval, running her fingers through long black hair.
Brittany knew she would come if Santana kept going like this. She was so close. She moved her hand between their bodies, rubbing small circles on her clit because what Santana was doing felt so good. Santana looked down between them in fascination when she felt the way the blonde's body shifted and felt her pale fingers come into contact with the extra appendage. She felt herself tighten around Santana.
Santana broke apart from their kiss and it was obvious that she could no longer concentrate on anything other than moving inside of her.
"Santana. Oh, please."
Her hands scrambled for purchase across Santana's toned back and shoulders. She knew it had to feel amazing for Santana to be able to be inside of her judging by her facial expression.
"Brittany," Santana groaned into her neck, pushing her face against it. "You're so beautiful."
Her grip on Brittany's thighs tightened so hard that she was sure she would leave marks. Brittany arched her back, pressing up into her and Santana pushed their bodies together, as if trying to mold them together permanently. Maybe it was because of how amazing Santana's body was or maybe it was just something about their emotional connection but Brittany felt so full and claimed in a way she had never felt with any other partner.
It was as if their bodies were two pieces of a puzzle and she knew she would never be able to replicate this feeling with anyone else even if she tried. She no longer felt empty or alone.
Brittany wrapped her arms around Santana's neck tightly, hitching her legs up higher around her waist and gasping when she felt her push in deeper than she thought possible. She felt Santana dig her nails into the meat of her thighs.
When they were alone in the jungle like this, laying beside a rushing waterfall with nature all around them, having sex like this felt so beautiful and natural. Everything was so simple and pure without all the man-made rules.
They were able to succumb to their deepest urges without all of the social rules about relationships in the human world. Brittany had never been one to second guess romance anyway, always relying on her instincts.
Santana leaned down, kissing her breasts and sucking her nipple until it was red and wet under her attention. Santana changed her angle slightly, increasing her pace and Brittany felt her press against that one spot deep inside that always made her turn into a whimpering mess as soon as she went anywhere near it when she was fingering her.
As soon as Brittany saw the loving expression on Santana's face as she watched her, she felt something break inside of her. She arched beneath Santana, mewling for her.
Santana tensed up when she felt Brittany orgasm on her, whimpering her name, and it was as if she couldn't seem to hold herself back after that. Santana groaned her name in ecstasy, burying her head in the crook of her neck as she lost her rhythm. Brittany felt her spill everything she had inside of her with a few hard jerks and warmth flooded inside of her in spurts.
It felt like how a human would feel, maybe warmer inside of her but comfortably so and the rest of Santana's body was scalding against her in the best way possible, keeping her warm as she collapsed on top of her, both of them trying to catch their breath.
Brittany felt blissful with the comfortable weight and heat of Santana on top of her. She was relieved when Santana didn't pull out for the longest time after coming inside of her while Brittany shivered with the after effects of her own orgasm that seemed to go on forever.
She loved having Santana buried inside of her. She didn't want that perfect physical connection between them to be severed. Brittany just wished she could keep Santana locked away inside of herself forever somehow if it were possible. Santana seemed to be in complete ecstasy as she lay in her arms, dead to the world.
When they eventually separated after several long moments, Brittany winced, sucking in a breath and Santana stroked her thigh apologetically.
Brittany noticed how the appendage quickly disappeared, Santana's anatomy completely back to the way it was before. Santana seemed very relieved about that. Brittany blushed when she sat up, feeling soreness and noticing what was running down her thigh. Santana came more than the average human would too.
Brittany wasn't bothered by it but she couldn't help but be curious. Was it a reproductive fluid? Would it function the way a human's own would?
She petted her fingers through her folds and brought it to her lips to taste it, out of curiosity as Santana made a scandalized sound in the back of her throat, her face flaming red. It tasted just like Santana's normal wetness except saltier. More masculine and different to normal but not unpleasant.
Santana was horrified at first when she noticed all of the stuff that came out of her but then unable to hide her pride and arousal when she noticed Brittany dripping with it.
Apparently she had the ability to recover pretty quickly too because she was on top of Brittany within seconds and she felt that growing hardness pressed up against her inner thigh again, bringing a satisfied smile to the blonde's lips as their hips began to rock together.
She flipped Brittany over onto her stomach with ease and pushed into her from behind, groaning her pleasure into her neck as the position allowed her to sink deeper inside of her, making it feel even more pleasurable for both of them. She took hold of Brittany's hips and began to move harder and faster as the blonde moaned into her pillow, hearing the slap of Santana's hips against her ass.
It was raining heavily outside late that night, days later. Santana kept nibbling on her ear and moving her mischievous hands over her thighs, making Brittany feel hot and bothered. At first the blonde had pushed her away with an amused smirk, making a playful sound of irritation and shook her head when Santana grabbed her ass and tried to initiate sex.
She felt too sore and sensitive after the last few days of near constant sex to be ready to go again. To be totally honest, her vagina hurt. In a mostly good way.
Santana evidently didn't share the same sentiment, pouting when Brittany closed her legs when she tried to get her hand between them and made a cat-like sound of frustration at Santana's antics.
However, she had now successfully pulled Brittany into her lap when she walked by her, both of them fully naked as they usually were, encouraging her to stay there as they watched the campfire the blonde had created with Santana's help. Brittany had tried to introduce Santana to the joys of toasted marshmallows and s'mores but Santana had only made a face of disgust when Brittany tried feeding it to her. She still wasn't interested in the sugary snacks Brittany loved but she seemed to enjoy the taste of her sugary lips all the same when they kissed.
Brittany thought Santana had to be doing it on purpose as she felt her nose nuzzle against her neck. Goosebumps rose on her pale skin as Brittany squirmed and Santana began to press open-mouthed kisses to the column of her neck. Brittany pressed her thighs together, feeling herself get wet at Santana's constant kisses and the warm hands roaming up and down her thighs.
She hadn't been thinking about sex at first but now Santana had definitely changed her mind. She turned her head to the side, noticing how Santana had this dopey, playful grin on her face, seemingly very proud of herself for getting Brittany turned on.
Her jaw dropped when she shifted around in Santana's arms and felt the growing hardness against her. Brittany turned around in her lap to face her, pretending to be scandalized.
"Santana!"
Santana just smirked cockily. Her palms moved up to Brittany's ass, giving it a firm squeeze and encouraging Brittany to grind against her. Brittany had a few tricks up her own sleeve. She bit her lip, feeling her own silky wetness practically dripping. She knew Santana wanted her to ride her, as she had shown her that was an option several nights ago but now she was going to teach Santana something else.
After moving her lips against hers for a while, being sure to suck on her upper lip the way Santana liked, she moved down Santana's body slowly, kissing the warm skin of her neck and chest, then reaching her abs and kissing her navel. She loved Santana's hips and gave them plenty of attention, pressing open-mouthed kisses until Santana grunted in frustration, painfully hard and practically dripping precum on herself. She deliberately was kissing and touching everywhere except where Santana needed attention the most.
Santana was accustomed to Brittany touching her there and stroking her so she didn't protest when Brittany took her into her hand, tightening her grip. She lay comfortably on her back with Brittany between her legs and moaned softly, thrusting into her hand. Brittany wanted to try more than that this time.
Santana whined loudly when Brittany then kissed the sensitive head of her erection, eventually taking it into her mouth. As soon as Santana felt Brittany take her into her mouth, she quivered and let out a guttural groan. Her hand held the shaft, gently moving it moving up and down as she sucked her, deliberately being noisy because she knew the sounds would be sexy to Santana. She took as much as she could take into her mouth, earning a desperate moan from Santana. Eventually, Santana was threading her fingers through her hair, groaning loudly as she thrusted her hips and panted.
Then she stopped completely, letting her go. Santana was shocked when Brittany shifted around, positioning herself so that Santana's head was between her thighs while Brittany was between hers. Santana figured out what she wanted pretty quickly and held her thick thighs, leaning up to lick and kiss her core while Brittany resumed her ministrations between Santana's legs. This time, it didn't take long at all before Santana came first with a loud moan into Brittany's mouth, her legs trembling.
She spent a much longer time pleasing Brittany after that and made her come twice in her mouth with shaking thighs, as if wanting to make up for not being able to hold herself back.
"Thank you." Santana hummed against her lips after when they were laying on their sides and lazily kissing as they often did. Brittany shook her head fondly, stroking Santana's high cheekbones with her fingertips.
"Why are you thanking me, Cutie? Did you like that?" Brittany teased.
"Mm, yes," Santana groaned appreciatively against her mouth. "I love you so much."
It was more than just sex because after they would give in to her lust for each other, Santana would always lie on top of her and let her hold her in her arms. It made Brittany giggle when she would rub her face against Brittany, her whiskers tickling like always and knead her with her hands like a cat would as they cuddled.
Brittany's family returned to the campsite a few weeks later, just as they had promised they would, bringing lots of food and supplies with them.
It was a comical sight to see Santana still learning about the human world. She liked the TV shows Brittany would show her, though she didn't understand how humans lived inside of the small box. Brittany was teaching her how to read words and she was already starting to understand the shapes and sounds of the letters.
Santana didn't have any concept of measurements like time, so she was perplexed by the idea of a clock and a calendar. She only knew time in terms of the setting or rising or the sun, the change from the dry season to wet each year and the cycles of the animals around them.
Brittany wondered if they would be able to tell that the dynamic between herself and Santana had changed somewhat.
Santana still had her many cat-like behaviours - the family had found her lying in the tub more than once just for the fun of it or hiding under beds and sometimes she'd stand in front of the TV to block it and get their attention when she felt she was being ignored for too long.
However, at night, Santana belonged only to Brittany. Whether Brittany was sleeping in the caravan or the cave, Santana would eventually get in and cuddle close to her.
"Santana!" Brittany gasped when the woman got into her room at the back of the RV and moved on top of her, kissing her neck. Ordinarily, Brittany wouldn't have any complaints at all about this treatment and she was already turned on but her sisters and parents were sleeping just a room or two away.
Santana was already tugging Brittany's pink and grey pajama pants off though, not paying much attention to anything else and the blonde leaned over to bury her head against her pillow, willing herself not to be loud when Santana began thrusting into her at a fierce pace.
Lindsey was the first one to figure out what was different between Santana and Brittany, as perceptive as ever.
"Nice hickey, Lil Sis," She snickered and Brittany felt her face grow warm, touching the side of her neck, the marks reminding her of how she had spent the previous night alone in the cave with Santana. She probably looked like she had been mauled. Of course, she couldn't leave a mark on Santana because her skin was so tough and would heal so quickly. "Relax, I know you two totally have a thing going on."
"Was it that obvious?"
"You two literally sleep naked in the same bed, Britt. I mean, don't forget how many times I walked in on you two like that. You're just lucky our little sisters didn't catch you."
"I think it's cute that Brittany's dating Santana now," Whitney piped up. "Young love! It's such a beautiful thing."
"You two make a great match. Anyone who looks after my precious little Brittany is a keeper. You remind me of me and your mom." Pierce added with a grin, pulling her and Santana into a fatherly hug. Santana squirmed a little awkwardly but she gave in and allowed herself to be held with an uncomfortable look on her face. She would never get aggressive toward Brittany's family.
"Oh, Mom and Dad." Brittany was embarrassed, covering her face with her hands. Her parents could be so cringey at times but she adored them all the same.
"They're so right." Lindsey winked and nudged her. "I like her for you, Britt. I've never seen you so happy like this."
Santana gave Brittany a soft, bashful smile, seemingly pleased that Brittany's parents had accepted them as a couple. Obviously, Santana wouldn't have any real concept of what dating meant as a social construct in the human world but she was pleased to be accepted as Brittany's mate. Brittany slipped her hand into hers, intertwining their fingers and felt proud to be able to show Santana off. Deep down, it also meant a lot to the blonde to have her family's approval.
On their way through the forest, they saw the same female jaguar from before, now heavily pregnant.
Santana delightedly pointed her out to Brittany, knowing how overjoyed the blonde was whenever she saw any of the jaguars of the forest. Santana put her arm around Brittany's shoulders, pulling her close.
Brittany couldn't help it when her hands drifted down to her own flat stomach and she pressed her palms against it. She had often wondered what it would be like to have a baby. Santana's gaze fell to Brittany's belly as she did this and Brittany wondered if she was thinking about babies as well. There was something like a wistful look in her brown eyes and Brittany felt a similar need inside of her that she couldn't make sense of.
Santana made a sound like a loud, raspy roar, which Brittany soon realized was her way of calling to the jaguars. A large group of them came out when they heard the noise echoing, including the pregnant female.
"Oh, we need to get this on camera!" Pierce shouted to them and Whitney agreed. Rather than being terrified of the big cats, Whitney and Pierce could think of nothing better. With Santana's help, the family were able to get plenty of footage of jaguars in the wild in the following days.
Santana didn't like it at all when Brittany's ex-boyfriend, Nalu, who was now nothing more than an old friend, came to visit the Pierces. Brittany had thought him handsome years before. He had brown skin and long, dark brown hair. His family were Hawaiian - a nature documentary maker family like hers - and Brittany had met him on a trip to the island.
The Pierce sisters tried to hide Santana's cat-like features as much as possible. They made her wear a hat to cover her ears and concealed the whiskers with makeup. She had to keep her claws in at all times. The tail would be impossible to hide, so they would have to say it was some kind of weird birth defect.
It was pretty clear that he instantly disliked Santana and the feeling was mutual. The sight of him interacting with Brittany and trying to flirt with her made the alien disgruntled. She pouted, glaring in their direction and was clingy with Brittany, settling her arm around the blonde's waist possessively.
The family sat around watching TV together in the RV and Brittany felt Santana nipping at her shoulders, arms, or neck constantly. She did that sometimes when she wanted attention. They were mostly love bites and they didn't hurt badly but Santana had never been this clingy and demanding of her attention.
Even her sisters noticed and made jokes about how territorial Santana was being.
Brittany figured out what the issue was when she heard a low growl from Santana as Nalu tried to slip his arm around Brittany's shoulders. Santana swatted his arm away from Brittany with a firm slap. Brittany smiled, rolling her eyes but her smile fell when the uncomfortable tension between the two rivals grew.
"Hey, what the hell is your deal?" Nalu eventually huffed, getting offended. "Got something to say to me?"
Brittany tried to warn him that picking a fight with Santana wouldn't be a good idea. The woman practically tossed him halfway across the room with one push.
Nalu and Brittany had dated five years ago and it felt like a lifetime ago to Brittany. Nalu was still trying to flirt with her, which made her uncomfortable.
He eventually left, accepting defeat and acknowledging that Brittany wasn't going to think of him the same way again. She had found someone else.
"Sorry about all the awkwardness and Santana hating you," Brittany told him quietly as Santana listened in with her super hearing no doubt. "I really do like you as a friend… it's just that… You should know the truth is that she and I are-"
Nalu held up his hand to stop her with a forced, tight-lipped smile. He sounded disappointed but resigned.
"It's alright, you don't need to tell me anymore. It's pretty obvious you two are together, right? Good luck, Brittany."
He left after that without putting up much of a fight and Santana was clearly pleased about this.
Brittany found it amusing how blunt and to the point Santana was at times. After Nalu left, Santana was all over her again, being clingy and instantly trying to get her to roll on to her back. She had Brittany pinned to the bed with a grunt and was already tugging at her skirt.
"Want to mate with you now."
Alright, so that's what they were doing apparently. Brittany wasn't going to argue with that.
"I can tell." Brittany giggled but didn't refuse at all, groaning as her hips rocked up into Santana's that were already pressing into hers insistently. She couldn't help but find Santana's petty jealousy amusing to watch but she still wanted her to know she actually had nothing at all to be insecure about.
"I don't like him." Santana complained.
"Are you jealous?" Brittany asked and noticed the way Santana's face reddened. She stroked her ears gently. "You don't need to be jealous, Silly."
"You're mine." Santana huffed in response, biting down on her neck in a way that made her feelings on the matter very clear.
"I'm all yours." Brittany hummed in agreement, happily succumbing to the pleasure. She sighed, almost in relief when she felt Santana's hands practically ripping her clothes off and caressing her body.
"You know I'll always love you the most." Brittany whispered to her afterward and Santana purred, cuddling close to her as she usually did and burying her head in the crook of Brittany's neck.
"Me too."
It was the rainy season now in the Amazon and the mating season of the jaguars was at its peak. Brittany was surprised when she noticed Santana practically run over to the opening of the cave, calling out to her to follow her. Brittany was wondering why she was in such a cheerful mood and then she noticed it was because of the return of the young pregnant golden jaguar from before who had been with the black male.
She was surrounded by four of the most adorable cubs. It had been over three and a half months, so it made sense that the cubs would have been born by now.
Three of them had a black coat like their father and one resembled the mother.
"They're my family," Santana explained to Brittany excitedly, her eyes practically sparkling. "This is her first litter. She loves her cubs."
Brittany wondered if they would be allowed to get closer because the mother seemed very protective of her young. She shouldn't have been surprised when the mother jaguar allowed Santana to rub her head and even play with the cubs.
Santana mewled to the jaguar, rubbing her head against her giant one and it was clear that she was some sister or maybe a cousin to Santana, in a sense. The two shared a sweet bond. Santana beckoned her over and Brittany cautiously came closer. She was delighted when Santana placed a small black cub in her arms.
She wondered if she was imagining the way Santana's face softened, her eyes filled with something like yearning as she watched Brittany cradle the cub to her chest like a baby as it nuzzled into her. Brittany suddenly felt heartbroken at the very idea that she might not be able to have offspring like this with Santana.
Brittany remained with Santana in the forest while her family continued to go on their adventures. They would always come back to visit whenever they could, so they saw each other frequently.
Brittany hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary at first, other than the way she constantly felt so zapped of energy. She apologized to Santana a few times for being too exhausted to have sex with her as much as she normally would have.
When she wasn't giving in to her lust, all she wanted to do was sleep and eat. She was having all of these cravings she had never had for the type of meat Santana liked.
"Santana, can you bring food for me? Can you please cook for me?" Her voice sounded a little whiny and needy even to her own ears. It wasn't typical of her to be this needy and clingy.
"You're hungry again?" Santana was totally confused because the blonde girl never ate this much but she gave in when Brittany pouted at her. She kissed the pout off of the blonde. "Of course I will. Anything you want."
Brittany felt tears come to her eyes, sobbing when Santana untangled herself from her embrace. She didn't understand why it felt so terrible to see Santana go away at all. Santana seemed confused by Brittany's turbulent emotions. She had been randomly crying a lot lately.
"I'm sorry, I don't even know why I feel like this. I just love you so much."
"That's okay. I love you too." Santana nuzzled her neck.
She fell asleep with Santana draped over her body as soon as they tumbled into the bed later that night. Santana was confused by the departure from their usual carnal activities as they would normally be thrusting together in a haze of lust in some way but she just held Brittany in strong, warm arms contentedly instead, giving up on trying to entice her into sex.
Brittany dozed off easily to the sound of Santana's steady heartbeat and her loud purr rumbling. Her purring as they cuddled up together always helped to drown out any of Brittany's worries.
They'd been having sex a lot before that, both in Santana's usual form and with that phallic part of her. Santana was dominant but she basically gave in to whatever Brittany wanted. Sometimes Brittany would ask for whatever form of sex she preferred at a given moment. She would almost always fall asleep passed out on top of Brittany, keeping her warm.
The blonde enjoyed both forms of Santana but at the end of the day, it was Santana's soul and essence that she had fallen so deeply in love with.
Brittany missed her period for a second month in a row. When the following week arrived that March without even a hint of a period, she pouted, confused and knowing there was something amiss. Her periods were always a little random but she had never been this late in her life. She chalked it up to stress at first, although she wasn't sure what she had to be so stressed over.
Then she thought about what a woman missing her period usually meant. She thought about all the tiredness and dizziness she had been feeling. Memories of Santana moving on top of her and deep inside of her came to mind, their bodies tangled together intimately.
She hadn't been using any kind of birth control at all since she began being intimate with Santana. She hadn't even thought of it because she hadn't assumed they would be able to create a child. It was more than that, though.
The thought of any barrier between them bothered Brittany and she was sure Santana wouldn't go for it. She definitely hadn't been taking the pill. Santana had come on her and inside of her so many times.
She had never been the smartest and now she knew she hadn't thought this through properly. Sure, Santana didn't have that extra part of her body all the time but who knew what her species was capable of when it came to reproduction?
Brittany placed her hand on her stomach, caressing the tiny swell of it softly. She just knew what was happening to her body.
Though she was in shock, more than anything she felt overwhelming happiness at the idea of it.
The next time Brittany's parents came into the area, Brittany travelled with them into town. She was able to pick up several pregnancy tests without anyone, even her sisters, finding out.
Many positive tests later and a trip to a doctor confirmed it.
She was so thrilled to be having Santana's child. Due to Santana's alien biology, they could easily have babies together who were a mix of both of their genes in a way that wouldn't be possible for two women normally, without them even having to try.
What they would look like, she didn't know. Would they inherit Brittany's own blonde hair or blue eyes? Surely Santana's dark hair and eyes would be the more powerful genes.
Maybe they'd look more feline like Santana.
She wondered if they would also inherit Santana's super speed and other abilities. There would be no way of explaining all of their half-alien traits to other people. As a family they would have to have a reclusive life and stay hidden away in the forest together.
Brittany didn't mind the idea of that, as long as she got to stay with Santana forever.
She had noticed the signs that Santana wanted little cubs or kittens as she thought of them with her for such a long time - the way the woman's eyes would fill with wonder when she saw a pregnant jaguar or watched Brittany holding cubs and they'd made that happen without it being planned at all. Brittany's face lit up when she thought about how she would break this news to her lover.
Santana seemed to figure out something was different about Brittany fairly quickly. Her nostrils flared as she moved closer to Brittany and nuzzled into her neck that night, as if noticing that her natural scent was different. Santana had always preferred Brittany's natural smell to the soap and perfumes she wore.
In response, Brittany carefully took both of Santana's hands, gently placing them against her stomach where a small swell was starting to form already. Santana's eyes went wide and her lips parted in surprise.
"You're having a… ?" Santana was practically speechless and Brittany laughed, delighted as she pulled her into her arms. "We're having cubs."
Santana was highly attentive and incredibly protective of her throughout the pregnancy, catering to her every need. She kissed her bump constantly, purring as she rubbed her face against it, fascinated with Brittany's growing stomach.
Brittany's family was also overjoyed with the news that the first Pierce grandchild was going to be born. Together with help from Santana, Brittany's family began to build a large treehouse close to the cave where Santana lived.
Brittany gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, who she named Inka, late in the summer of that year.
Brittany and Santana had a blissful life in the jungle surrounded by the jaguars Santana considered to be her extended family.
Brittany's parents and sisters would visit often to bring supplies or just to spend time with them but she had her little family with Santana now that made her feel even more complete. Inka was two now and their younger son, Tecuani, had just been born. The boys had definitely inherited Santana's strength and powers as they both suspected they would. These were no ordinary babies.
They also had the same ears, whiskers, and tail of Santana, just like Brittany had predicted. They even had miniature versions of her fangs and claws.
The boys both had soft curls of hair and twin dimples on their cheeks. Their oldest son's curly hair had darkened to a rich brown colour and he resembled Santana so much both in his features and colouring that Brittany was almost astounded by the way he could be the woman's little twin aside from his skin and hair being slightly lighter tones to hers. Inka's eyes were even an identical shape and colour to Santana's.
Their youngest was a perfect mixture of their features already, so blond like Brittany and blue eyed with her upturned eye shape but dimpled and with a freckled but naturally golden complexion that was darker than Brittany's yet fairer than his brother's.
The boys were so strong already and Brittany didn't know quite how to handle them sometimes as they didn't have quite as much control over their powers as Santana did but they were gentle toward their birth mother, always keeping their claws in and being careful not to send any torrents of fire in her direction.
They were full of energy and playful yet just as loving and tactile as Santana was, always wanting to stay close to their parents, be held by them, and sleep in between them. The children had a very natural life like their parents and loved getting to know the animals of the rainforest.
Santana taught them everything she knew about the jungle while Brittany taught them how to speak and write, along with everything else about the human world.
Brittany knew that despite her happiness on earth, Santana couldn't help but wonder about her origins. Maybe somewhere out there, there was a civilization of aliens like herself.
The blonde screamed one day when she was just outside their house, on her way to the river and felt a strange, evil presence beside her.
Santana had also heard the noise and growled fiercely, going into protective mode as she unsheathed her claws instinctively and her canines lengthened.
Inka and Tecuani began to cry loudly, as if sensing the disturbance and noticing how upset their parents were. Santana rushed out of the treehouse, standing in front of Brittany and their sons to shield them protectively.
It was two beings, who looked similar to Santana with the same pointed ears, whiskers, and tails. The warriors were wearing golden armour and dark red capes. They had an air of royalty about them and appeared to think Brittany was inferior to them. Brittany was almost frozen in fear, feeling powerless and sensing something savage about them.
Based on their very similar facial features, along with their black hair and dark eyes, they looked as if they could be Santana's brothers or uncles from whichever planet she was originally from. For all they knew, maybe they were. They began to growl to Santana in a language neither of them could understand. When they unsheathed their scimitar-like claws, they were even longer and more lethal-looking than Santana's own.
The second the first one made a move as if to attack their youngest child, Santana saw red and rushed toward the alien invaders in a pure, protective rage. Brittany cradled the sobbing baby to her chest as he wailed.
Whitney grabbed Inka, who seemed to want to follow Santana into the battle and took him away as Brittany followed with Tecuani, the rest of the Pierces right behind them up into the treehouse.
He was only a baby. What kind of barbaric race would want to hurt an infant? Brittany didn't understand.
The two intruders unsheathed what appeared to be swords encrusted with ruby-like jewels. There was a fierce clash between them with exploding bursts of fire and scimitar-like claws as Santana tried to protect Brittany and their family. Brittany saw Santana's irises turn a dark red colour that mirrored that of their enemies as they circled each other.
Brittany cradled her sons close to her as they buried their faces in her chest, making sure that they didn't see the bodies of the two aliens Santana had fought with when it was all over. To their relief, Santana had overpowered the two.
Santana hugged her and their children when she had calmed down, kissing Brittany comfortingly and then nuzzling against their sons and kissing their cheeks, making sure that no harm had come to them.
Santana kept their swords and armour for herself. Brittany often traced the engravings on them with her fingertips. There were all of these symbols in a language Brittany couldn't decipher yet.
Years passed and it didn't seem as if any alien invaders would be returning. Together with Santana and their children, Brittany lived happily in their jungle house.