6. Chapter VI

“Kara I’m gonna cum.” her voice is a desperate whimpering gasp and all Kara wants is to take a bite at her throat, but she doesn’t. Instead she kisses her throat and fucks her with the kind of pace that belonged to the cosmic. “Kara-”

“I’ve got you, I’ve got you baby,” she closes her eyes and buries her cock inside of her, pumping with her hips and body rather than her shaft.

“Kara,” Lena barely hung on.

"I know," Kara nuzzled in and gasped. "Remember to pull out?"

Stuck in her heat and grinding into the length given to her, Lena clung on for dear life and took as much as she could, moaning and whimpering because it was somehow too much and not enough. "Knot me?" she whined and pressed forward.

Hips grinding, teeth gnashing, there's still a tiny bit of the superhero stuck in her lungs but it’s too late for clarification, too late to make sure she knows what she's asking, because Lena’s pulse tastes like delicious bitter oranges against her teeth, like the ones she plucked as a child, and Lena's thighs are stretched to their limits over each forearm and her cunt is so soft and warm, dilating to accommodate for something Kara has to give her and all of that in its amalgamation, along with the knowledge that her ripe womb is for the taking, drowns the godlet’s senses until she’s staring into two pale green eyes and fucking like it was the urge to breathe or blink.

"That's it!" Lena threw her head back and dug her nails into each shoulder, "Don't pull out!"

They cum at the same time and Kara folds into her, drowning in thoughts of Lena with a round belly and swollen breasts, instinctively pressing the swell of her knot inside of her channel whilst Lena bucked and came and shook and collapsed beneath the headiness of her orgasm.

Kara collapses over the cathedral of her omega’s chest, stuck between her spread thighs. It was a strange feeling in her cock, as if she was stuck in one long drawn out orgasm that radiated from the swelling in her new appendage, it left her tender and pleased in a way she couldn't recall being before. Lena tries to pull her hips back, but she’s tied, stuffed and swollen with a growing knot that is too big for her... it’s then Kara feels guilty, absolutely aware of how uncomfortable her swollen knot must be in her tight channel.

“What’s wrong?” Kara whispers and is suddenly aware that she can’t move, because shifting inside the swell of her vagina makes Lena’s whole body tense in pain. Immediately, Kara keeps herself still, concerned and searching her eyes. “Talk to me…”

“Kara,” her voice is a hoarse little whisper, “I’m not on the pill.”

Nervous and blinking in confusion, Kara felt the weight of an entire solar system crash on top of her shoulders. She knotted Lena, pumped her very essence right into her womb in the midsts of her heat and it didn’t take a seasoned expert to know what that meant.

“You’re not on the pill?” Kara stumbled.

“No…”

“Right, okay,” Kara blinked, “So, you’re not on the pill?”

“You just said that.”

“I’m sorry,” Kara clenched her eyes closed and burned with the guilt of it. “I know I’m supposed to be sorry for putting you in this position, but I’m not, I’m sorry because I feel… happy.”

“Happy?” Lena’s brow quirked in surprise. 

It was suddenly her turn to be the one stumbling and nervous, because beneath that beautiful godlet, she made herself swollen on the truth that this wasn’t meant to be — that this was just another misfortune for the last of the Luthors. Somehow, beneath that dewey blue eyed stare, Lena didn’t feel misfortunate at all. She felt like the luckiest woman in the world.

Half of it was her heat, at least half. The satisfaction of being caught and bred beneath an alpha more than equipped to protect and satiate her made her burn, and though she wished she could rationalise and think like a Luthor, the familiar burning in her stomach that craved the measured roughness of Kara’s soft body was too much to bare.

“So happy,” Kara mumbled and closed her eyes into the thick scent of Lena’s arousal. “I just want you.” she dared to imagine what a life with Lena would look like, sticky-notes pinned to the fridge and fly-be visits to the office for the sake of tiny kisses she wouldn’t be able to get through the day without.

“I shouldn’t feel like this,” Lena stared up in absolute awe, mouth hung open and eyed half-lidded.

“Like what?”

“Like I can suddenly see in colour.”

Kara pushed her blonde hair back and Lena was stuck on the sight of her anterior muscles pushing out from her chest, how strong and powerful they were. The room was cool but the heat of the immortal above her was enough to keep her warm, like sunlight on her skin, and for all Lena cared they could be in a cold abandoned factory downtown or a gardening shed on the southside and she was certain this encounter would still feel so divine, so important.

Kara quickly leaned back down with hands either side of Lena, palming the mattress and dragging a nose through loose damp raven hair. “I want to fuck you again.” Kara groaned and buried her mouth into the crook of her neck.

“Don’t bite!” Lena said quickly, softly placing her palms around either cheek and guiding her back. “I want to, I need to go again,” she mouthed against her lips, “but you can’t bite me. Not yet.”

Kara’s ears piqued at the last part.

Kara tentatively gave a little pull on her hips, her knot still firmly gripped inside the clinch of Lena’s walls. It earned an aching whimper, the kind solicited from a tight cove of muscle that was stretched further than it had ever been stretched before.

“I’ll be gentle with you,” Kara eyed her and made herself string the words together like a woman free of the urge to fuck and conquer. She made herself say it again, humming it into the point of jaw and the roof of her shoulder, repeating it until she made the words stick inside of her own head.

Lena felt herself re-ignite and it was different this time, her heat raged on for days and suddenly she relaxed into the knowledge that her lover had more than enough stamina to keep up, more than enough energy to push her right to the very limits of herself — and if only for the fact that she needed to know what it was like to be owned by a god, Lena felt herself drip along the ridges of the knot, loosening it and yet desperate for more.

Her slow moving hands guided one of Kara’s to her throat, pressing the fingers around each side of her windpipe until she was caught in a half-repulsed grip. The godling above her stared down in confusion, aroused and disgusted by her own desires to be rough and mark Lena.

“I don’t want gentle,” Lena begged and forced her hips down hard enough to hurt and stretch her needy opening, “I want you to be rough with me, I want you to fuck me like I’m yours-”

Kara growled and pulled her knot out with one almighty tug, her fingers tightening around Lena’s throat to dampen the howl earned from her devastatingly empty entrance. She watched her seed drip out of her, watched her cunt quiver and flex in search of the only thing that would keep her clawing her own skin off with need.

“Such a dirty girl for me,” Kara growled and stuffed her without warning on her fingers, and the closest thing she could compare this feeling to was Red Kryptonite — intoxicating and empowering. “This is mine.” she flexed her fingers up into her g-spot and pulled back and forth, and the sound of the honey inside of her pussy made it nearly-impossible not to sheath her again here and now.

“Will you let me have it hard, please?” Lena panted and slipped her arms limply over the back of her neck.

Kara smiled, it was a soft reassuring one, the kind necessary to let Lena know that she was safe and the godling would never hurt her — would never lose control and take more than the beautiful creature beneath could give.

She pushed forward until her lips dragged along the sticky warmth of Lena’s cheek, slowly pushing until she reached her destination right beneath her ear. “I’m going to fuck you until your knees give out.” the promise came off the back of tugging fingers stuck inside her cunt, “I’m going to pick you up and take you over the edge of the bed until it I’m so deep inside of you, you can’t breathe for it. And then I’m going to lay you down and knot you until you’re swollen and aching, until your pussy is so sore you want to cry,” she traced a finger over the hood of a bucking clitoris, “and when it’s all done I’m going to make you pancakes and keep you in bed until you’re sick of me spooning you.”

“That did not end the way I thought it would.” Lena said in pleasant surprise and bit her bottom lip.

“Well, I’m a benevolent alien overlord.” Kara teased and caught her neck with a rough kiss. “Let me have you now, please?” she hummed into her windpipe and started to stroke her cock.

“Take it all, please, oh god please,” the breath was ripped from her lungs on the tentative bite of her nipples. Kara made easy work of them, stuck on her chest sucking them into her mouth like they existed purely to please her. Lena looked down the galley of her body, the warm hues of sunset turning Kara’s spine pink. It was beautiful.

Palming the sheets, each nipple was worked an inch to its life. Sore and stiff, they put up against the gentle attack whilst Kara stroked the erection between her own thighs gently.

Thighs pulled over her shoulders and kept taut in the air, Lena moaned in surprise at the strength, forgetting and remembering simultaneously. Kara snarled and growled but there was still a tenderness to her, and Lena felt the hot wet apex of her mouth drag and kiss her shoulders and neck as her hips relentlessly pushed forward.

“It’s so big,” she mumbled and closed her eyes.

“You can take it.” Kara growled and relentlessly pushed home inside of her clenching walls, it earned a sob in pleasure, needy wanton noise that now belonged to Kara. “You are such a good girl, so wet and needy for me,” she growled and Lena bucked into the words, aware that the beautiful creature above her was a fractal all by herself to stand alongside Kara Danvers and Supergirl. “Do you like it when I stretch you open like a dirty girl for me?” the low satisfied groan came.

“Y-yes,” she gasped and submitted.

Kara withdrew and sheathed again, harder this time, enough to make the backboard hit the wall. “Say thank you dirty girl,” she pulled Lena’s hips into her own.

“Th-thank you,” Lena nearly came undone and felt an orgasm build in her gut.

Kara rubbed her clitoris fast enough to make her ache and settled into how arousing this new found territory was. Outside, she was the hero, the do-gooder, the property of the people, but in this room she could be the most carnal parts of herself. The urge came quickly and Kara put up no fight, lifting her hand and gently spanking the omega’s swollen vulva until she was a sobbing needy pile palming the soft linen.

“That’s it, just let go.” Kara growled and fucked harder, trapping her lover’s wrists to the mattress. “Just give in and let it feel good.” she grinded into her and made every inch count until Lena was all the more breathless. She leaned down to kiss her, and that was when Lena started to gasp into mouth.

“Please, I need to cum, oh god please Kara, please let me cum,”  she mumbled incoherently, crying and needy.

She pressed her forehead into Lena’s and smirked, aroused to the point of orgasm at how much she was needed like this. Kara fantasised about L-Corp, what it would be like to land on the balcony in full-costume and fuck Lena over her desk before taking back to the air again.

“Tell me how badly you want it…” Kara growled in her ear, so deep inside of her it took her breath away.

“So bad,” Lena hiccuped and clung on for dear life, “I want you to take me and make me kneel for you, like I’m yours,”

“You are mine, pretty girl.”

“Kara I’m going to cum!”

She fucked her harder. Held her thighs back, fucking her again and again, fingers rubbing her clitorial hood until everything strangled her cock and made her slump forward — pumping spurt after spurt of her seed inside.

Lena sounded out her orgasm with loud sobs that blew the dust right off of her star-forged bones. It was enough to make the room quake, enough to make Kara growl and fuck her through it against the clench of her knot whilst Lena shook and snapped beneath her.

“That’s it, such a good girl for me,” Kara promised and arched forward with closed eyes.

It took minutes before words were possible again. Lena trembled and twitched, gasping with tear-streaked cheeks earned from how good the sex was with the gentle alpha she so desperately wanted to belong to. Still, there would no bite, not yet.

Suddenly Lena perked up again, shifting her body before the realisation hit her and she had to submit to the sharp pain and lie still.

“Kara?”

“Yes baby?” she whispered between kisses over each nipple.

“Did you knot me again?” Lena lifted a brow.

Sheepishly, Kara swallowed and nodded. “Well... I didn’t think it would make you anymore pregnant.”