Born Again Bear

As fast as that orgasm wracked her body, Sana looms at Momo once again. Eager and wanting.

“If you want more,” Momo smirks, placing a hand on Sana’s still-twitching pussy, “you’ll have to ask.”

Sana is quick to obey. “Please Momo, take me. Want it so bad. Make me yours.”

She begs as if Momo hadn’t done that exact thing a million times before today. Their shared mating mark proved it.

The playful smile falls off of Momo’s face, a dark, intimidating one taking its place. “Good girl,” she husks, her hand increasing its pressure, wetness pooling from under her hand as she pushed down on arousal-swollen folds, “And who does this pussy belong to?”

“Y-you! You Momo!”

Ah, she loves the sound of that answer. With that, however, her little fun is over. Now she truly needed to throw all selfishness aside. She pulls her wet hand away to stroke her cock, getting it slick with Sana’s juices and her own precum.

“Can you turn over for me baby?” asking in a way that left no room for rebuttal.

Sana does just as she’s told, face buried in the pillows. She presents herself so easily, both holes clenching around nothing, slick dripping down her thighs. She shakes her hips a bit, trying to entice Momo, to get her cunt filled like it was meant to be.

And god, Momo can feel herself pulse in her hand at the sight. Sana draws her in like no other person could. She waddles forward on her knees, the heady smell of Sana’s arousal getting that much stronger. Oh, she wants it bad alright. Taking in another deep breath, Momo slots herself in between Sana’s cheeks, sliding back and forth. Her heart pounds at the whimper it earned her, Sana’s sweet scent somehow increasing. But that was enough teasing.

Why should she wait any longer, she thought, knowing Sana wouldn’t be satisfied with just one round?

They had a lot to get up to, after all.

Even with the copious amount of wetness, and Momo knows it won’t hurt, she does the obscene. She lets her mouth water, collecting just enough to spit down on Sana’s needy cunt. She pretends like the shaky gasp Sana lets out doesn’t get her that much closer to the edge (but it does). She spits one more time for good measure before putting one hand on Sana’s back, pressing down just a little. Just to keep her grounded. Her other hand still holds her weighty cock, which she lines up with her mate’s slick hole and…

she slips in like it’s nothing.

Momo could laugh at just how turned on Sana is for her, how there’s nearly no resistance. There’s just the feeling of tight, wet, desperate walls sucking her in. Aching for every inch of her.

“How’s it feel?” Momo asks, voice still solid despite the pleasure threatening to make her weak.

“Momo, I- ” Sana stutters and moans. “please. Fuck me. Just do it now.”

A growl rumbles in Momo’s chest at the command, the alpha subconsciously not wanting to be bossed around. Sana whimpers yet again, snuggling her face back into the pillows. An action which makes Momo feel apologetic immediately, so she soothes her hand over Sana’s back before giving her just what she wants. Her thrusts are hard and quick, not bothering to go slow. It’s what Sana wants, so that’s what she’ll get.

In mere seconds, Momo picks up the pace, a rhythmic, slick clicking joining the little noises. Sana moans get louder. Happy ones, Momo notes. She’s getting exactly what she needs, and the alpha in her is pleased at that.

“You like that baby?” Momo asks, balls clapping against Sana’s ass.

“So good,” Sana’s words are slightly muffled by the pillows, “I want it more. Fuck me harder alpha!”

Soon Sana is practically sobbing as Momo thrusts into her. The sopping, wet sounds of Momo fucking deep into her pussy make her head spin. She’ll definitely be embarrassed about it later. But now isn’t the time for that.

How could she be embarrassed when Momo is already pumping her pussy full of cum, making a sticky mess with the first load.

Her alpha fucks it deeper and deeper into her, fucking her open until she’s had enough. Then she pulls out, leaving Sana’s pulsing hole drooling with a mixture of their juices.

Momo’s first thought is “what a waste.” But luckily she has another load to give, her balls not quite yet empty, and her knot just on the verge of swelling. Two more goes should do it.

With strong, demanding hands, she turns Sana back onto her front, marveling out how she’d absolutely wrecked her. Strands of hair cling to her sweat misted forehead, her eyes have that familiar hazy look in them, her perky cheeks are beet red, lifted up by the goofy, slobbery smile on her face.

“Hi pretty baby,” Momo cooes, far too obsessed with Sana’s current state to not be affectionate.

“O-one more,” Sana begs as her reply, “please alpha, please.”

Her eyes darted down between them to where Momo’s cock hung heavy. The sight of Momo’s half-inflated knot making her body burn with desire. She whines and squirms beneath Momo, trying desperately to get her point across while still staying against the sheets like a well-behaved omega.

“Please, please,” she begs again, “want it inside. Want you to knock me up.”

Momo growls again, taken by her words.

“I’ll do you better than that baby,” her hands peel Sana’s thighs farther open, “Two more should get you nice and bred.”

Sana lets out something between a moan and a squeal, clearly excited at the idea. She looks down to where Momo’s cock starts to plunge into her once more. All the encouragement she needs to pick up her pace again, hips creating a delicious friction against Sana’s inner thighs with every thrust. The bed’s already creaking with the force of her movements.

“Gonna wanna make you cum,” Momo grunts over the sound of her knot slapping wetly against Sana’s pussy, “You feel so good, gonna make you feel good too. Can you do that for me baby?” She doesn’t slow down at all as she asks. Meanwhile Sana can barely get a sentence out, can barely respond.

“I- Momo- Fuck-.” she rasps.

Momo almost feels bad about how hard she’s going, but she knows Sana enjoys every minute of it. And she knows she’ll enjoy the thumb that lands on her swollen clit, rubbing urgently.

“You’re gonna give me one right now,” Momo says decidedly, the question not even mattering, and knowing full well she’ll give her mage another load in exchange. Sana moans and gives in to her instincts, doing just what her alpha asks of her. She clenches tightly, walls spasming against Momo’s cock. She’s so tight that Momo has to slow down just a little, even while pouting another load into her, but that doesn’t stop her from putting more force behind it. Just to remind Sana that she still has one more in store for her, that it’ll be the knot she gets next.

The second load gushes out of Sana with each pound against her. Slowly, she loosens up, her body relaxes (or goes limp, rather) and Momo’s effort starts to amount to something more. Her knot is so close to slipping in, and fuck it feels so good. Momo looks into Sana’s blown out eyes, making sure she’s ok and that she’s still there with her. Making sure she’s alright just before she splits her open with the size of her knot.

“Just one more baby” Momo pants. She can practically feel Sana’s pulse from her cunt, beating against Momo’s cock.

“Almost there,” she says, softer this time. And Sana nods along. “You’re gonna cum again for me. Cum on my knot like a good little omega. Sana nods again, more desperate, like she’s afraid Momo won’t see how much she wants this.

But she does. Momo sees it all. Even with her eyes threatening to slip shut from the pleasure, with her muscles on the verge of getting sore. She sees how Sana’s body needs it. In her eyes, in her breathing in her (lack of) voice. So she fucks Sana steady, harder, until she finally pops her way in.

Sana’s voice comes back right then, with a moan that’ll surely alert their neighbors.

She clenches down rhythmically around the knot stretching her open, only able to pathetically whimper ‘Momo’ and ‘alpha’ like it’s the only things she knows to do. And what it DOES do is get her alpha to fill her up with one more load, this time with no chance of anything escaping. Somehow she still has a lot to give, and the feeling alone draws another weak, semi-orgasm from Sana.

Her clit continues to twitch against Momo’s thumb as she comes down from her high, the pleasure bordering on painful. It’s overwhelming, but thankfully Momo notices. She pulls her thumb away, careful not to overstimulate Sana too much as she adjusts herself to lay on top of her, the warm weight of her body anchoring her down.

“Feel ok baby?” Momo asks after a while, after they’ve both caught their breath, after their sweaty skin has melded against each other.

After Sana is surely well bred.

“I’m ok,” Sana’s voice is hoarse, “just tired….” Her voice slips away, right in the verge of sleep.

But Momo sobers her up.

“Ten minutes.”

“Hm?” Sana cracks an eye back open.

“I should be able to pull out by then. Then we need to get you washed up… and do something about these sheets.”

Sana whines, “Do I have to…”

“Yes,” Momo asserts with a little growl to her voice. “It’s for your own good you know.“

Her voice softens again as she whispers the next part, “I’ll do the work,” a kiss is pressed to Sana’s cheek, “just let me take care of you. Ok?”

As fast as that orgasm wracked her body, Sana looms at Momo once again. Eager and wanting.

“If you want more,” Momo smirks, placing a hand on Sana’s still-twitching pussy, “you’ll have to ask.”

Sana is quick to obey. “Please Momo, take me. Want it so bad. Make me yours.”

She begs as if Momo hadn’t done that exact thing a million times before today. Their shared mating mark proved it.

The playful smile falls off of Momo’s face, a dark, intimidating one taking its place. “Good girl,” she husks, her hand increasing its pressure, wetness pooling from under her hand as she pushed down on arousal-swollen folds, “And who does this pussy belong to?”

“Y-you! You Momo!”

Ah, she loves the sound of that answer. With that, however, her little fun is over. Now she truly needed to throw all selfishness aside. She pulls her wet hand away to stroke her cock, getting it slick with Sana’s juices and her own precum.

“Can you turn over for me baby?” asking in a way that left no room for rebuttal.

Sana does just as she’s told, face buried in the pillows. She presents herself so easily, both holes clenching around nothing, slick dripping down her thighs. She shakes her hips a bit, trying to entice Momo, to get her cunt filled like it was meant to be.

And god, Momo can feel herself pulse in her hand at the sight. Sana draws her in like no other person could. She waddles forward on her knees, the heady smell of Sana’s arousal getting that much stronger. Oh, she wants it bad alright. Taking in another deep breath, Momo slots herself in between Sana’s cheeks, sliding back and forth. Her heart pounds at the whimper it earned her, Sana’s sweet scent somehow increasing. But that was enough teasing.

Why should she wait any longer, she thought, knowing Sana wouldn’t be satisfied with just one round?

They had a lot to get up to, after all.

Even with the copious amount of wetness, and Momo knows it won’t hurt, she does the obscene. She lets her mouth water, collecting just enough to spit down on Sana’s needy cunt. She pretends like the shaky gasp Sana lets out doesn’t get her that much closer to the edge (but it does). She spits one more time for good measure before putting one hand on Sana’s back, pressing down just a little. Just to keep her grounded. Her other hand still holds her weighty cock, which she lines up with her mate’s slick hole and…

she slips in like it’s nothing.

Momo could laugh at just how turned on Sana is for her, how there’s nearly no resistance. There’s just the feeling of tight, wet, desperate walls sucking her in. Aching for every inch of her.

“How’s it feel?” Momo asks, voice still solid despite the pleasure threatening to make her weak.

“Momo, I- ” Sana stutters and moans. “please. Fuck me. Just do it now.”

A growl rumbles in Momo’s chest at the command, the alpha subconsciously not wanting to be bossed around. Sana whimpers yet again, snuggling her face back into the pillows. An action which makes Momo feel apologetic immediately, so she soothes her hand over Sana’s back before giving her just what she wants. Her thrusts are hard and quick, not bothering to go slow. It’s what Sana wants, so that’s what she’ll get.

In mere seconds, Momo picks up the pace, a rhythmic, slick clicking joining the little noises. Sana moans get louder. Happy ones, Momo notes. She’s getting exactly what she needs, and the alpha in her is pleased at that.

“You like that baby?” Momo asks, balls clapping against Sana’s ass.

“So good,” Sana’s words are slightly muffled by the pillows, “I want it more. Fuck me harder alpha!”

Soon Sana is practically sobbing as Momo thrusts into her. The sopping, wet sounds of Momo fucking deep into her pussy make her head spin. She’ll definitely be embarrassed about it later. But now isn’t the time for that.

How could she be embarrassed when Momo is already pumping her pussy full of cum, making a sticky mess with the first load.

Her alpha fucks it deeper and deeper into her, fucking her open until she’s had enough. Then she pulls out, leaving Sana’s pulsing hole drooling with a mixture of their juices.

Momo’s first thought is “what a waste.” But luckily she has another load to give, her balls not quite yet empty, and her knot just on the verge of swelling. Two more goes should do it.

With strong, demanding hands, she turns Sana back onto her front, marveling out how she’d absolutely wrecked her. Strands of hair cling to her sweat misted forehead, her eyes have that familiar hazy look in them, her perky cheeks are beet red, lifted up by the goofy, slobbery smile on her face.

“Hi pretty baby,” Momo cooes, far too obsessed with Sana’s current state to not be affectionate.

“O-one more,” Sana begs as her reply, “please alpha, please.”

Her eyes darted down between them to where Momo’s cock hung heavy. The sight of Momo’s half-inflated knot making her body burn with desire. She whines and squirms beneath Momo, trying desperately to get her point across while still staying against the sheets like a well-behaved omega.

“Please, please,” she begs again, “want it inside. Want you to knock me up.”

Momo growls again, taken by her words.

“I’ll do you better than that baby,” her hands peel Sana’s thighs farther open, “Two more should get you nice and bred.”

Sana lets out something between a moan and a squeal, clearly excited at the idea. She looks down to where Momo’s cock starts to plunge into her once more. All the encouragement she needs to pick up her pace again, hips creating a delicious friction against Sana’s inner thighs with every thrust. The bed’s already creaking with the force of her movements.

“Gonna wanna make you cum,” Momo grunts over the sound of her knot slapping wetly against Sana’s pussy, “You feel so good, gonna make you feel good too. Can you do that for me baby?” She doesn’t slow down at all as she asks. Meanwhile Sana can barely get a sentence out, can barely respond.

“I- Momo- Fuck-.” she rasps.

Momo almost feels bad about how hard she’s going, but she knows Sana enjoys every minute of it. And she knows she’ll enjoy the thumb that lands on her swollen clit, rubbing urgently.

“You’re gonna give me one right now,” Momo says decidedly, the question not even mattering, and knowing full well she’ll give her mage another load in exchange. Sana moans and gives in to her instincts, doing just what her alpha asks of her. She clenches tightly, walls spasming against Momo’s cock. She’s so tight that Momo has to slow down just a little, even while pouting another load into her, but that doesn’t stop her from putting more force behind it. Just to remind Sana that she still has one more in store for her, that it’ll be the knot she gets next.

The second load gushes out of Sana with each pound against her. Slowly, she loosens up, her body relaxes (or goes limp, rather) and Momo’s effort starts to amount to something more. Her knot is so close to slipping in, and fuck it feels so good. Momo looks into Sana’s blown out eyes, making sure she’s ok and that she’s still there with her. Making sure she’s alright just before she splits her open with the size of her knot.

“Just one more baby” Momo pants. She can practically feel Sana’s pulse from her cunt, beating against Momo’s cock.

“Almost there,” she says, softer this time. And Sana nods along. “You’re gonna cum again for me. Cum on my knot like a good little omega. Sana nods again, more desperate, like she’s afraid Momo won’t see how much she wants this.

But she does. Momo sees it all. Even with her eyes threatening to slip shut from the pleasure, with her muscles on the verge of getting sore. She sees how Sana’s body needs it. In her eyes, in her breathing in her (lack of) voice. So she fucks Sana steady, harder, until she finally pops her way in.

Sana’s voice comes back right then, with a moan that’ll surely alert their neighbors.

She clenches down rhythmically around the knot stretching her open, only able to pathetically whimper ‘Momo’ and ‘alpha’ like it’s the only things she knows to do. And what it DOES do is get her alpha to fill her up with one more load, this time with no chance of anything escaping. Somehow she still has a lot to give, and the feeling alone draws another weak, semi-orgasm from Sana.

Her clit continues to twitch against Momo’s thumb as she comes down from her high, the pleasure bordering on painful. It’s overwhelming, but thankfully Momo notices. She pulls her thumb away, careful not to overstimulate Sana too much as she adjusts herself to lay on top of her, the warm weight of her body anchoring her down.

“Feel ok baby?” Momo asks after a while, after they’ve both caught their breath, after their sweaty skin has melded against each other.

After Sana is surely well bred.

“I’m ok,” Sana’s voice is hoarse, “just tired….” Her voice slips away, right in the verge of sleep.

But Momo sobers her up.

“Ten minutes.”

“Hm?” Sana cracks an eye back open.

“I should be able to pull out by then. Then we need to get you washed up… and do something about these sheets.”

Sana whines, “Do I have to…”

“Yes,” Momo asserts with a little growl to her voice. “It’s for your own good you know.“

Her voice softens again as she whispers the next part, “I’ll do the work,” a kiss is pressed to Sana’s cheek, “just let me take care of you. Ok?”