12. Chapter 12

Very little roused Lena out of a deep sleep since she began sharing a bed with Kara. The exception was her children, but a quick peek at the monitor confirmed that Natalia slept peacefully in the room across the hall. It must have been the lack of body heat that disrupted Lena enough to wake her up and she squinted at the empty space where Kara belonged. The blankets were damp with sweat on Kara’s side, which was a normal occurrence whenever rut began, but the alpha’s absence was an oddity.

Kara usually couldn’t get close enough during her rut, sleeping practically on top of Lena on the rare occasions she hadn’t exhausted herself while they were still knotted together.

Lena enjoyed those moments nearly as much as the mating itself, because nothing else compared to how cherished and vital it made her feel to have Kara nestled inside her cunt all night long. They had finally settled down around midnight, so it seemed peculiar that Kara was up so early. The clock on the nightstand told her it was just shy of 4:30 am.

Lena snuck out of bed with a plan to investigate her mate’s whereabouts and barely cracked the door open to find Kara coming up the stairs in the dark. She was tempted to frighten the life out of her, and might have done just that if Natty wasn’t home.

What the hell was Kara doing downstairs at four thirty in the morning?

Lena was poised to ask until she realized Kara was carrying something very carefully in both hands.

Each step her mate took was slow and deliberate, and Lena bit back a laugh when one of the items rattled and Kara reprimanded it with a shhhh.

Sensing the impending surprise that would be coming her way, Lena quietly shut the door and leapt back into bed. She closed her eyes and brought the comforter up to cover her mouth in case she laughed while waiting for Kara to approach.

The shuffle of feet drew closer to the bed and Lena ignored Kara’s attempt to wake her up.

“Lena? Leeeena, I made your favorite,” Kara whispered and set her bounty on the bed to stroke Lena’s arm.

The wonderful scent of Kara’s pheromones mixed with the aroma of coffee and pancakes and Lena faux stretched, then opened her eyes to take it all in. The smile on her face should have been for the romantic gesture of getting breakfast in bed, except her attention was on Kara’s nakedness. The alpha glistened in the soft neon glow of their alarm clock, and the shimmer of sweat on her muscles kept Lena transfixed when she moved to kneel on the bed.

“I brought you something,” Kara declared and lifted the tray to place it closer to Lena in silent offering.

“Yes, you certainly did,” Lena replied in distraction, her lips parting at the sight of Kara’s throbbing erection. She had taken such good care of it just hours prior and her omega was eager to service it again, despite the ache Kara had left between her legs. The head dripped for attention, and Lena groaned at the way her pussy clenched from instinct.

Kara’s earnest face was darkened by lust and her gaze kept darting to Lena’s breasts as she struggled to maintain eye contact. “I know we have a stressful and busy morning ahead of us with the kids, so I thought if I got up early and brought you breakfast—”

“I’d be more amenable to letting you inside my tight cunt?” Lena interjected and flashed Kara an innocent smile as she batted her lashes.

“Yes,” Kara exhaled without thinking, her jaw dropping in horror the moment she noticed her own slip of the tongue. “No! No, I—I mean—that’s not—this is just my way of—”

“Bribing me for sex because you’re so hard you can’t go back to sleep?” Lena teased with a sinful awareness of what her tone would do to Kara.

With a calculated shift in bed, Lena allowed the blanket to slip down to her waist. She leaned forward under the guise of admiring the food and gave Kara an eyeful of her breasts beneath her negligee. Lena smirked at how Kara’s cock leaked and then tried to conceal her own sexual enthusiasm by sipping the fresh brewed coffee.

Kara made no pretenses about what she needed once Lena moved to lie propped against a pillow and let the straps from her gown fall to show her nipples.

“This rut is the worst, but also the best I’ve ever experienced,” Kara breathed out in justification and sat down on the edge of the bed next to Lena to gawk at her nakedness like someone who had never seen tits before. “It’s because of my claim over you. All I can think about is having sex.”

Lena tasted a bite of the pancakes and licked the syrup from her lip with a smirk as Kara started to handle her breasts. The gentle warm grip was rougher than usual and it awakened her omega.

Underneath the hem of her lingerie, Lena’s cunt was bare and still recovering from hours of hard use, the roseate lips spread around her seed-covered opening. She gulped her coffee and pushed the breakfast tray to the opposite side of the bed.

“I want you to embrace all of the sexual thoughts that come to mind during this rut,” Lena remarked and wrapped her hand around Kara’s enormous erection. She gave it thorough stroking to make it slippery and lapped at the head with her tongue.

The soft flutters of her mouth stiffened Kara’s cock and Lena could feel the difference. Kara was blessed when it came to her endowment, but being in rut and tied to an omega were two factors that changed her girth and extended her length.

Lena groaned at how she could just fit half of Kara’s cock into her throat, and the fact that no amount of determination could slide it in deeper. The scent of rut pheromones made Lena’s eyes water with all of the unadulterated lust and the seductive lure of an alpha in peak mating condition.

Kara’s alpha could have compelled her omega into any willing sex act just then, and Lena moaned from the power and self restraint that all blended together.

“I’ve never been more grateful that I’m not on birth control,” Lena moaned and sucked on Kara’s cock with voracious full lips that looked so good giving head.

She knew Kara liked it based on how fast her focus faded out.

Kara caressed the hair along the nape of Lena’s neck and locked a hand around the back of it as a cue she wanted eye contact. “Me too. I’m ravenous for you and it feels so important that I can fill your womb.”

Lena pushed her mouth down onto Kara’s cock and swallowed around the tip pressing into her throat. She moved faster, stroking Kara’s length with her tongue and slurping at the width of the head.

Kara tightened her hand around the base of Lena’s neck with a breathy groan and tugged at the short wisps of hair while her shaft strained in response to all of Lena’s ministrations.

“You suck me so good, baby, so good,” Kara uttered breathlessly, her hooded eyes revealing the pleasure she derived from Lena’s oral attention.

Lena reveled in the praise and increased her efforts, bobbing her head quicker in spite of the way Kara tried to encourage her mouth down further.

She could hardly breathe as she gorged herself on Kara’s cock, with her own ambitions keeping her lips locked around her mate’s shaft. She choked, so greedy to keep Kara in her throat that she debased herself by lunging forward when she thought her mate might stop out of concern.

The first jerk against her tongue was reward enough and Lena begged by swallowing around the broad tip. She moaned as a surge of seed filled her mouth and dribbled from her lips as she tried to swallow it all.

Kara surprised her by pulling out to fist her cock and Lena whined as the alpha aimed the next hot blast lower. The possessive intent enticed Lena’s omega to behave wantonly, and she gasped at the way Kara raised up her lingerie to finish across her pussy.

The warm seed soaked between her inner lips and Kara pushed it deeper with the turgid head of her cock.

To be covered in an alpha’s seed was a form of submission, and though they dabbled a little here and there, this felt different.

Kara’s raw need to assert herself in rut turned Lena on, and she shocked herself by playing into it. “You can come all over me, Kara, it’s your right as my alpha to remind me of my place in this bedroom. Leave no part of me unclaimed.”

Lena riled her mate by gliding her fingers through the essence that coated her and rubbing it around her clit in provocation.

“Spread your cunt, Lena, let me see how good you look after keeping my knot inside you for hours,” Kara groaned and slipped her thumbs between Lena’s inner lips to hold them open.

With low rumbles that became fuller growls, Kara positioned Lena in a bend over one knee.

Lena was face down in the pillow like usual, but also on top of Kara in a stance that made her omega feel passive and pliant.

Kara pointed her cock at Lena’s vulnerable opening and spread her labia apart with both hands. Two of Kara’s fingers crooked inside of her and she groaned at how Kara gripped and massaged her ass.

Lena could only imagine the intimate rouge of her tender inner walls which clamped in response around Kara’s probing fingers. She wiggled at the exploratory caress that dragged Kara’s fingertips over the sensitive ridges.

As Kara handled her ass and filled her with three fingers, she submitted with a whine. She liked this dominant side of her mate, and her omega encouraged more of it with her scent.

“Do you like how I gape for you?” Lena asked, not the least bit shy in bragging about how eager she was to take Kara’s knot again.

Kara loved when she used her dirty mouth and Lena was thrilled to witness what it did to her mate. The hard tip of Kara’s erection pushed against the lower part of her stomach, blunt and throbbing.

At any other time, Lena would have pushed Kara back and slipped all of it into her pussy. She started to prop herself up on her hands and Kara climbed in behind her to hold her hips.

“You asked me a question,” Kara whispered into the back of her hair and moved both hands up to her waist to get her into a position more suitable for mating. “Every time you take my knot, it’s fucking amazing, but seeing what I do to you afterwards? It’s the hottest thing ever, and with the way you’ve been teasing me lately, all I want to do is pound you so you're ready to take my knot at any time. So yeah, if you can't tell, I love that you gape for me."

Kara punctuated her raunchy statement with a sudden rough thrust that sank her cock so deep Lena could do nothing except groan into a pillow. There were few things in life that Lena found as exhilarating as being fucked vigorously by the alpha she loved, and hearing Kara articulate her naughtiest thoughts definitely made it onto the list.

Lena remained on her knees and backed her ass into the staccato rhythm of Kara’s hips with a breathy demand, “Give it to me, Kara, make my pussy take your knot on command.”

The friction of Kara’s shaft stoked Lena’s pleasure and she reached beneath herself to hold her pussy lips open. She needed Kara to see how much she stretched for this mating, and how effortlessly she would give up her cunt to be filled any time her alpha wanted. The contracting seduction of her hot walls implored Kara to go harder, and Lena whimpered as the powerful slam forced her to drop onto the mattress.

Kara didn’t hesitate to pin her effectively with her weight and energetic movements. The broad rim of Kara’s cock ploughed through Lena’s slick clutch and the internal rubbing satisfied her omega. She whined as Kara’s knees settled between her own so she could rut deeper, and Lena buried her face into the pillow to hush her moans.

“Should this be our new routine, Lena?” Kara growled against her neck, the warm puffs of her breath tantalizing the claims. She leaned harder into Lena to drill into her cunt with harsher, frenzied strokes, and nipped at her throat in excitement. “I put you to bed with a nice thick knot in your cunt and then wake you up to see if you’ve been stretched enough to take another one.”

It was only a fantasy and yet Lena’s omega produced a sinful amount of nectar in response. The sopping noise of her inner warmth highlighted Lena’s desires, and her omega perfumed the air with a scent that pleaded for Kara to control her cunt.

She allowed herself to submit to the carnal heat between them, her syrupy moans louder than the smack of their bodies colliding.

“While I’m on boring conference calls, I could sit in your lap and you could keep my cunt ready for when you want to fuck me.” Lena enjoyed the thought so much that a spasm tightened her cunt and she rolled her pelvis to grind her clit into the ruffled bedding.

“I’d keep you filled all day,” Kara groaned and rocked the whole bed with her insatiable need to rut deeper.

Lena’s world narrowed to the hard wet slap of Kara’s cock thrusting into her and the sensation inside her slippery pussy. There was so much of her personal lubricant and Kara’s seed that the sound was louder than usual. She grasped fistfuls of the bed sheet and pulled it away from the mattress as Kara let into her with furious strokes.

“Is this too much, Lena?” Kara exhaled at the sound of her whimpers and lower arc of her back.

“God no, all I want is to take your cock,” Lena moaned and craned her neck at the first vulnerable feeling of orgasm.

Lena’s vision blurred as bliss flooded her system, and the filthy noise of her appreciation turned to a grunting moan. The rigid base of Kara’s cock expanded exponentially, yet the alpha refused to still her hips. The rigorous friction of the swelling knot compared to nothing else, and the ecstasy of being fucked with it resulted in a hot gush.

Kara praised her, breathless and lustful while she pushed through the glorious contractions in Lena’s cunt.

“Whenever we’re too busy to stay joined with a knot, this is how you’ll take it,” Kara intoned, the power of her quads forcing airy whimpers out of Lena. She puckered her lips around Lena’s claim and sucked on the sensitive mark, so confident and eager to make her come again.

The intense mating kept Lena’s cunt in a state of euphoric spasm. She imagined Kara returning home from work just to bend her over the couch for this lascivious treatment, greeting her with a smile and an erection before they had to rush off to do errands.

“Yes, stretch my cunt out, make me gape all day for your cock.” Lena moaned, immersed in the fantasy of Kara exercising her alpha to such extents.

“You’re gonna look so hot, Lena, so pretty and full of my seed.” Kara exuded the most potent rut pheromones yet, and the barrage of thrusts rang out in the bedroom like the clap of applause.

Lena’s ass would be sore for hours to come, and the sting of it would remind her how lucky she was to have such a sensuous mate.

The imposing plunge of Kara’s knot forced Lena into a wider stance, and she sprawled across the bed with cries for more.

Kara’s molten desire erupted in thick spurts, and each blast brought Lena closer to another release. They had never been so demanding of each other and Lena didn’t want it to end.

Between Kara’s rut and her claim, it was like they opened up a new door of sexual intimacy, and Lena inhaled the aroma of their lovemaking.

She would have spent the entire morning presenting on her knees if not for the fact that Kara had the clarity to set an alarm prior to bringing her breakfast. It rang out and Kara turned it off before finally sinking into the embrace of Lena’s fluttering walls with a groan.

The fullness she experienced brought happy, unexplainable tears to Lena’s eyes. She rested in the warmth of Kara’s loving arms for twenty minutes while her alpha intermittently pumped more seed against her cervix.

Lena massaged the knot by closing her slippery thighs to keep it nestled perfectly, and Kara whispered kisses over the nape of her neck and shoulders.

“I love you so much,” Kara murmured and extracted herself from Lena’s sticky cunt to admire the glossy and dark cherry red of her folds. She was so gentle in her petting, treating Lena to the lightest caress of fingertips before helping her into the shower so their morning could officially start.

They scrubbed themselves clean in between kisses, bashful and loved-up now that Kara’s rut had been tamed to a manageable level.

Lena toweled off while Kara brushed her teeth, and then she waited patiently at her vanity for the aftercare she knew she would receive.

Kara knelt between her thighs to inspect her thoroughly used pussy and applied a cooling balm along her intimate creases. She worked some around Lena’s entrance with the utmost gentleness, and massaged the rest around her swollen clit.

“I don’t know why I always feel so vulnerable when you do this, but I certainly appreciate that you take care of me,” Lena commented once Kara pressed a kiss to the apex of her thigh and stood up to get dressed.

They had come to an agreement months ago and Kara insisted it was necessary whenever she was in rut. Lena understood it came from a place of love and worry because of the frequency and intensity of the sex they had during those days.

“Good, because I’m not about to stop,” Kara replied, melting Lena’s heart with her smile and soft eyes.

They selected their clothes for the day, and Lena quirked a dark brow at the way Kara hovered next to her as she applied make-up.

She smirked as the alpha uttered in distraction, “I’ll make us coffee to go and some breakfast for Natty while you wake her up?”

“Sounds like I’m getting the better end of the bargain,” Lena teased and puckered her lips suggestively to apply a layer of lipstick in a shade Andrea had once called harlot. She smacked her lips, aware of the way Kara stared at her reflection, and then turned to catch the flustered grin on her mate's face.

“Okay, see you in a minute.” Kara laughed and then left before her libido got the better of her.

Lena reflected on how best to use Kara’s inability to focus on anything except for sex to her advantage. Once they returned their daughters to boarding school, keeping Kara in a state of arousal was Lena’s top priority, and she would reap all of the rewards since it was Andrea’s week to take Natty.

Natalia was still sound asleep when Lena went to get her, and after a fussy few minutes of pulling on pants and a shirt, she was fully dressed and dozing against Lena’s shoulder.

“I don’t think she’ll be having any breakfast just yet,” Lena lilted on her way into the kitchen with her little one cradled in her arms.

Kara’s soft expression upon seeing them brought a smile to Lena’s face and she bit her lip as her mate bent down to press a kiss to Natty’s forehead.

“I’ll pack it up and she can have it later,” Kara promised and transferred the banana crepe roll-ups into a tupperware with a few blueberries on the side.

“You’re so good at parenting. It makes me long for the day when you’ll be making breakfast for four or five of our children.” Lena’s honesty escaped her unprovoked and she blushed, in spite of the way her omega agreed.

The fragrant and delicate scent called to Kara’s alpha in invitation, and had Kara not claimed her, she would never have been able to detect it emanating from Lena.

Kara stared at her in awe, at a loss for what she had been doing, and then exhaled an instinctive growl that promised plenty of rutting later.

It amazed Lena that Kara was able to pull herself out of the daze without prompting, and she followed her mate while she gathered everything they needed for the drive to Sam’s house.

They were out the door and in Lena’s car before the coffee even cooled, and Lena sat back and relaxed while Kara handled the driving.

Sam was already waiting with the girls when they pulled up, and it surprised Lena that Andy was the first one to climb into the backseat next to Natty’s booster. Sophia lingered to hug Ruby, and Lena mouthed thank you to her best friend, who waved them off with a laugh.

The mood in the car was somber, with neither of her girls excited to return to their private school, and Sophia huffed about it under her breath so she didn’t wake Natty. The ride to Andrea’s was tense if only because of the silence, though Kara tried to counter that by putting the radio on low.

Natty roused minutes before they turned onto Andrea’s drive, and Andy soothed her confusion by talking about how cool the unicorns on her shoes were. The distraction worked wonders, and Lena steeled herself for the interaction she was about to have with her ex.

Kara shared her concern with a look, and Lena pecked her on the cheek in reassurance and stepped out of the car to collect Natty. She unbuckled Natty’s car seat and grabbed the matted little bunny she liked to sleep with most nights, her backpack that held mostly coloring supplies, and a small yellow rain slicker.

Natty was still too sleepy to talk and her sisters kissed both of her cheeks in lieu of goodbyes.

“I shouldn’t be more than five minutes,” Lena whispered and eyed Kara’s tense stance and white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel.

They allotted twenty minutes in total for the drop-off, and Lena hoped Andrea would at least be sensible enough not to pick another fight on a morning when they both had responsibilities as parents. Lena persuaded Kara as much, despite all of the recent evidence that Andrea was incapable of mature or rational thought.

Natty clutched at her neck, and Lena was grateful for that small comfort as she walked up the steps of Andrea’s mansion. The Spanish style home was the jewel at the center of the gated community with its proud and castle-like structure. Marigolds and flowers in all of the shades of sunset covered the grounds.

The front hall was decorated with elegance and touches of Andrea’s heritage that Lena loved and paused to admire whenever it was her turn to drop the kids off.

Andrea must have seen them in the driveway, because she pulled back the door to let Lena inside before she even knocked.

Lena held her breath and entered the place to hand off their daughter. Natty seemed to be entering a clingy phase where it took several tries to pass her over and today was no exception.

“Thank you for bringing her to me,” Andrea intoned and stroked the dark hair away from Natty’s face as the little one released hold of Lena and cuddled into her chest. “I have an early phone call this morning with a manufacturer based in Michigan, so this was a big help.”

The rare kindness from Andrea could still be revoked, or overturned at any moment, but Lena appreciated the civil behavior and found it possible to take a breath in her ex’s presence.

“You’re welcome,” Lena whispered and took a careful step backwards in search of the door handle.

“Wait, I have a gift for you,” Andrea declared and nodded towards the living room, where she brought Natty and returned with a gift bag. “It’s for – well, you know.”

The general awkwardness that Andrea exuded was suspicious, along with the apologetic scents that had once calmed Lena after every fight and cheating incident. Lena despised that scent and what it did to her psyche. Her hand shook as she accepted the strings on the bag and held it out in front of her.

“I spoke to my therapist about what happened at your celebration and we’re working on better ways of communicating extreme emotion,” Andrea reported and directed her eyes to the bites on Lena’s neck, just long enough that Lena registered the jealousy underneath all of the contrite gestures.

Prior to her arrival, Lena promised herself she would leave without engaging her ex, but her lips moved and she aired her honest feelings. “Good, because our girls deserve better. I deserve better treatment and from now on I won’t tolerate anything less. That’s the only gift I want from you.”

She passed the bag back to Andrea and tried to open the door faster than her ex could deliver a comeback. Andrea blocked her with a step forward, not with force but with a pleading look that she never countenanced.

“This whole situation is a lot for me to process, Lena, and I didn’t mean to react the way I did. Despite what you think, despite what Kara thinks, I care about you and you will always be family to me.” Andrea pulled her brows together and the scar between them was tight with conviction, and her voice even rang through with it. “You know a lot of my history, and that’s probably why you’ve always made allowances for me, but there’s still a lot you don’t know about my upbringing. I’m not asking for a free pass, but I just want the chance to repair our relationship before it becomes even more broken. We both want that, right?”

Lena stared hard into her ex’s pale blue eyes, searching them for any deceit. They had been in this position before, and so many times Lena forgave and meant it genuinely.

This time she nodded out of weariness and desperation and stumbled out of the house before she wrecked her mood for the rest of the day.

She slid back into the passenger seat with a fast glance around at her girls and Kara. Acting normal, she took a sip of her French roast coffee and turned the radio up.

“Everything okay?” Kara asked tactfully, her protective pheromones circulating with the air conditioning. She would never speak ill of Andrea in front of the girls, which was an act of kindness that Andrea certainly wouldn’t extend to Kara in return.

“Mmhm,” Lena hummed around the rim of her travel cup. She used the excuse of sipping her drink to avoid giving an explanation, and Kara implicitly understood that the topic would be best discussed without the kids in range.

“So, how was your night at Sam’s?” Kara called over her shoulder while she kept her gaze onthe road. She settled her hand on Lena’s knee to give it a comforting squeeze and glanced in the rearview mirror.

Andy stopped scrolling through her phone long enough to answer. “Pretty good, we got pizza and—”

She was unable to say more, due to Sophia leaning forward to inform Kara through the seats, “Alex told us all about you when you were Andy’s age.”

“She did?” Kara asked, the slightest touch of alarm in her voice interesting enough to make Lena side-eye her.

“Yeah, and how you had a crush on your teacher,” Sophia sneered, evidently pleased with the information she gleaned off of her new aunt. She grinned in victory at the way Kara’s face darkened in shame.

Andy elbowed her to knock it off, but now that they were privy to Kara’s secrets, Lena felt compelled to watch the slow burn of her mate’s embarrassment stretching up to her ears.

“Speaking of teachers, we have a meeting with Principal Kane about your truancy.” Lena’s matter of fact tone brought a hush over the girls and she turned in her seat to peer at Sophia’s penitent face. “Now would be a good time to discuss what I’ll be telling her about you both leaving school grounds without a parent present.”

“Can’t you tell her that we left because of you?” Sophia mimicked one of Andrea’s glum looks that went so far in persuading Lena in the past. “Make something up about your recent fights with mom. Kids with divorced parents get free passes all of the time.”

Though it was evident why her daughter wanted to avoid giving the real reasons for the absence, Lena’s feelings sprang up from a deep, sensitive place inside of her and she spoke more sharply than intended. “No, I’m not going to do that. We’ll come up with another excuse.”

Her harsh tone distracted Kara from the road and Lena faced forward to contemplate her options before she made herself even more emotional.

The boarding school would find out about Sophia’s omega status during fall enrollment, but for the time being Lena saw no need to share that information. Andrea tended to follow-up with the principal and the girls’ teachers whenever they handled these kinds of issues separately, and it would be a topic for discussion if Lena mentioned it to anyone.

“We should stick to the excuse about the phone, but add in a few details,” Kara proposed and drove towards the turn-off for a rest stop.

Lena spotted a green sign for her favorite donut place and pouted at Kara’s attempts to cheer them all up.

Andy moved from her slumped position to stretch and roll down a window at the wafting smell of fried dough and sugar.

Kara embellished the story by layering truth on top of fiction with as much skill as a baker smoothing the touches on a cake “Sophia was just afraid to miss any texts from her family because I was planning to claim you.”

“That doesn’t explain why Andy left with me. Her phone still worked.” Sophia’s shrewd expression stayed on Kara as she parked the car, and then faltered as she realized they would be going inside instead of using the drive-thru.

“Guess I used all my minutes and let the battery die. You know how teenagers are,” Andy drawled sarcastically and slid out of her seat before anyone could argue with her idea.

Sophia pursed her lips together and followed Andy out of the car, and Kara shared a private look with Lena that ensured her everything was going to be okay. She waited for Lena to nod, and then they brought the girls into the restaurant and found a quiet booth away from tired commuters.

“Here’s what I propose.” Kara hushed tone fit with her posture, and she leaned into the table with her elbows propped on the shiny surface to meet Sophia’s eyes. “We keep it simple and we stick to partial facts so if you get grilled later you can remember them and nobody’s story gets mixed up.”

Lena settled her hand on Kara’s knee beneath the table and smirked at the attentive way her daughters hunched forward conspiratorially. She was proud of how her alpha had jumped in to have her back and how she managed to command the attention of both Sophia and Andy.

Kara listed each detail as a fact, her gaze shifting from Andy to Sophia and then to Lena. “Sophia’s phone broke and Andy ran out of minutes. You both knew that I was planning to claim your mom, but neither of you could remember my number and you didn’t want to ruin the surprise by calling anyone else. We celebrated with a big claim party that your Grandmother planned. This covers what your other mother already knows.”

Lena was impressed by Kara’s ability to weave together a believable tale and how she stitched truth with fiction. She took Kara’s hand in a show of solidarity and laced their fingers together as she caught Sophia staring. “In the meantime, you can use your scent masker, and if you run low, you can tell us, and I’ll make sure to drop some off before it runs out. Okay?”

“I mean, I guess that could work,” Sophia admitted with a grudging shrug. Her heavy sigh was so loud that one of the waitresses glanced their way in amusement.

“So can we order now or do you need Kara to write you a script?” Andy muttered to Sophia and lifted her chin when her sister glowered back at her.

“You’re so annoying,” Sophia stressed with a crinkle of frustration forming between her brows. She truly resembled Andrea in that moment with the pout on her lips.

“And you’re dramatic.” Andy pointed out as she snatched a menu out of Sophia’s hands and sat back to browse it. “That’ll come in handy when you’re called to the principal's office.”

“Shut up,” Sophia hissed, the whine of her voice barely concealing her panic. The sharp scent filled the booth and she chewed her lip until Kara slid her a menu with a smile.

“Hey, everything’s gonna be fine. We’re going to make sure of that,” Kara promised, her calm and confident tone enough to make Sophia pause for a moment. It contrasted with Andrea’s obnoxious manner of escalating most problems.

Kara’s optimism influenced them all and dropped Lena’s anxiety by half during their breakfast.

She ordered a latte to keep herself alert throughout the morning and sipped it while they waited on their food.

After some continued fretting, Sophia chose a vegan scramble and lectured Andy for picking pancakes with sausage. Kara went with a big meal of eggs, toast and bacon that she planned to finish with two donuts.

Lena helped herself to one of Kara’s donuts while she was busy scooping eggs onto hertoast.

For a few blissful minutes, the only ruckus at the table was the content sound of chewing. Lena knew it wouldn’t last long, and her lips twitched in amusement at the playful scent coming off of her mate.

Kara took a bite of toast and drank a gulp of orange juice to clear her throat for all of the questions she was going to ask. “So, since Alex told you one of my secrets, I think it’s only fair of me to retaliate. How did she act around Sam?”

“Like they’ve been happily married for a minimum of ten years,” Andy disclosed and folded her arms in front of her, delighting in the chance to dish. “Sam was a bag of nerves and contradictions, but she’s clearly into Alex.”

Lena smirked at how her two teens responded to Kara and the opportunity to be included in an adult conversation.

“I bet Sam has been in love all of this time, but she’s afraid to get her hopes up in case it doesn’t work out,” Sophia sighed and pushed a clump of avocado around with the tongs of her fork.

Lena had the bizarre sense that her middle child was commiserating with her best friend. She quirked an eyebrow and tracked Sophia’s curious tells, from the frown on her face to her hunched shoulders.

Kara also noticed the difference in Sophia’s posture and the fluctuation in her sensitive moods.

She shifted the plate to the side and fussed with a napkin, mirroring Sophia in some small way as she attempted to initiate a conversation. “Well, if Sam is in love, I think she should be brave and take a chance. What’s the worst that can happen?”

“She could end up humiliated,” Sophia snorted with impatience and sank lower in her seat with an unhappy frown to avoid everyone’s looks.

“Okay, but, if her feelings are reciprocated, then she could be very happy. Isn’t that worth the risk?” Kara asked, her kind smile and open posture encouraging Sophia to engage with her instead of shutting her out.

“That’s easy for you to say when you already have someone you care about,” Sophia huffed, the jut of her chin not nearly as sharp as she intended due to the wobble of emotion. She seemed to realize that her defense of Sam was too loud to be purely casual and decided to push back against Kara. “What do you know about rejection, anyway?”

Kara took the brunt of Sophia’s attitude with compassion instead of taking it personally, and her openness changed the whole tone of the interaction. “Well, I know it takes many forms and isn’t reserved to romance. Before I presented, everyone at school thought I was going to be an omega.”

“What? Why?” Sophia whispered, her eyebrows pinching together in intrigue.

“I guess because I was shy and awkward, so people assumed who I would be based on those arbitrary facts.” Kara shared her story with candid pheromones that made an impression on both of the girls. “I was friends with a few omegas at school, who instantly rejected me when I presented. The alphas refused to let me join them at lunch or play on their teams because they didn’t think I was alpha enough.”

Sophia tried to posture so that her own worries didn’t cloud around the table. “So, what did you do?”

“I tried to get out of going to school.” Kara chuckled with a luminance to her eyes that led Lena to think she must been have been re-living her most embarrassing memories. “I even begged, until Eliza sat me down and told me that the other kids were all going through the same things I was and that they would continue to reject me until I accepted myself.”

For a change, Sophia was invested in listening and hearing the rest of Kara’s story. She faltered with a comment on her lips.

Getting any teenager’s full attention was hard on its own, but Lena assessed that both of their daughters were hanging on Kara’s advice.

“If I was bothered by who I was, then it made it easy for others to upset me, but the minute I held my head high and refused to apologize for how I presented?” Kara paused so she could lead into her final point with emphasis. “They couldn’t get under my skin. So what if I was an alpha? I was still me, and that’s all that mattered.”

“So, you basically had no friends and were miserable. Great,” Sophia muttered in distress and stabbed at the avocado on her plate until it turned to mush.

Lena side-eyed Kara as her heart ached for her daughter and almost stepped in to try and soothe Sophia’s troubled mind. She got so far as reaching across the table when Kara caught her hand to squeeze it.

“No, I made some amazing new friends. They never judged me for something none of us can control and they’re still my friends now. Your mom met them at our celebration,” Kara explained with a grin, her cheerful mood in full force as she crunched on her last piece of toast.

Even after such an extreme swing towards pessimism, it elevated Sophia’s mood to hear how Kara’s situation turned out. When Kara went up to the counter to pay the bill and Andy tagged along, Lena sensed a drastic shift in her middle child.

Sophia leaned into her during the walk out to the car, and Lena looped an arm around her and tried not to get choked up. It gave her even more hope that their relationship would heal after years of arguments and emotional estrangement. Lena slid into the passenger seat and dabbed a tissue to her eye. She flashed a smile at Kara to express that it was happy tears clinging to lashes.

Kara took them the fastest route during rush hour and the girls listened to music and texted friends throughout the drive.

The school’s wrought iron gates were open and flourishing with ivy that wrapped around a large sign that read DC Prep.

Lena often experienced a mixture of excitement and dread whenever visiting the place, if only because of how similar it was to her own boarding school growing up. All of her failures and successes in life somehow tied back to her experiences as a young adult. Being on the campus of any private school reminded her of her earliest mistakes and how she fooled around with Andrea in between classes. It made her sick to think about her children befriending the wrong person, or worse yet getting closer with someone who would be a source of pain in their lives. She found herself lowering the window just to breathe.

Kara parked the car in one of the visitor lots and gave Lena a moment to gather herself while she unloaded the bags from the trunk. Their appointment with Principal Kane was scheduled shortly after classes began, so they had shown up early enough to ensure Sophia and Andy would make it to their respective rooms in time.

Lena wouldn’t embarrass her daughters by walking them into the building, but she did follow them to the doors with the same rush of emotion she experienced on their first days at kindergarten. “If you need anything—”

“We know and we’ll call you,” Sophia murmured in resignation. She hesitated on the steps while Andy hugged Lena, and then flung herself into her arms in a moment of rare vulnerability. The hug was brief but fierce and Lena barely got the chance to hold onto her daughter when Sophia extracted herself to hurry into the building.

Andy sighed at her sister’s behavior and pushed through the doors after her, muttering something about how she hated Draconia Prep.

“Wait, is it seriously called that?” Kara asked with a nudge to snap Lena out of her emotional state. The alpha linked their arms together and walked them across the lavish garden towards the main building so they wouldn’t be late.

“Yes.” Lena deadpanned, if only to smirk at her mate’s startled expression. “It’s Andy’s name for the place, because she says the staff are strict and ancient.”

“No wonder Andrea chose the place,” Kara quipped now that the kids weren’t around to hear her poke fun at their other mother.

They shared an amused grin that slid from Lena’s lips the second Kara ushered them to the receptionist’s desk that sat outside Principal Kane’s office.

“We have an appointment scheduled with Principal Kane,” Kara uttered to the middle-aged woman behind the desk with horn rimmed glasses. “It should be marked as Luthor.”

“You can wait in her office,” The secretary informed them without bothering to lift her eyes off the computer screen. “She’ll be finished with an assembly any minute now.”

Lena tried and failed to remember the beta’s name and Kara strode forward to let them into Kane’s office.

The large room was decked out in achievements that lined the walls, and the rich oak desk sat proudly in front of a large backed chair. The two positioned for guests were smaller, though neither of them mentioned it when they sat down.

Kara’s hand landed on her knee, and what Lena assumed was a comforting touch warmed her cunt when the alpha’s hand traveled. The slight glide of her palm drew Lena’s skirt up and she clasped her mate’s hand to stop it from going further.

“She could walk in any second,” Lena whispered, her tone lacking the weight of real warning. “I already got into enough trouble in high school.”

“I won’t touch, I just want to see,” Kara pouted, as if exposing Lena was perfectly fine before their meeting began. The scent blocker she used to tame the stench of her rut around the kids was starting to wear off.

Lena eyed the large wooden clock on the desk and estimated they would have about five minutes before Principal Kane returned to her office. Assemblies tended to run on the hour, and in the meantime, she couldn’t resist Kara’s pheromones. Her omega was weak to Kara’s advances and the fingertips that slipped her thong to the side.

“We’ll be fast. Take your skirt off for a second,” Kara persuaded her with a warm finger sliding up along her slit and into the private little crevice that was sore from earlier.

Lena settled on a compromise and moved her skirt up to rest higher on her waist. “How’s this?”

They couldn’t afford to get caught, even if Lena’s omega thrived on the risk taking. One of the reasons she had fallen for Andrea in the first place was because of all of the rules they had broken together. The consequences would be disastrous if anyone walked in on them, but Lena trusted that Kara’s enhanced rut senses would prevent that from happening.

“Part your legs and stay just like that,” Kara instructed, so focused on Lena’s cunt that she missed how her mate blushed. She dipped her middle finger into Lena’s liquid heat and then painted lazy swirls around her clit.

Each whorl and loop evoked pleasure in Lena’s abdomen and she bit at her lip to quiet her whines.

Kara was being bolder than usual, and it satisfied Lena’s omega to know that her mate was depending on her to get through this rut. She rolled her hips once or twice, aware of the tent forming in Kara’s pants in spite of the designer boxers intended to conceal it.

Kara’s prominent need should have been a reason to slow down, but Lena was stunned and turned on. She gasped at the sensation of two fingers stroking the length of her slit. The subtlest of stretches occurred as Kara pushed them into her grasping cunt. She didn’t even thrust before taking them back with a low growl of discontent.

Lena understood the warning for what it was and fixed her skirt a good ten seconds before Principal Kane walked into the office.

“Good morning Ms. Luthor and guest,” Principal Kane uttered in begrudged greeting.

Lena tried to compose herself, but it was a task she found difficult, due to Kara sticking her fingers into her mouth to suck off the juices that clung to them. By luck, Kara managed to pop her fingers free as Principal Kane rounded the desk to sit down.

“Kara Danvers, it’s nice to meet you,” Kara stated out of politeness and sat up straighter to take Lena’s hand.

Principal Kane’s lip threatened to lift in a sneer as she regarded Kara before choosing to ignore her.

With a calculated squint, Principal Kane took in the fresh claims on Lena’s neck with a glower and raised her chin. “I can’t say I’m surprised that your children thought it was fine to leave school grounds, considering the role models they have at home. You certainly didn’t follow the rules, either.”

Since they had once attended the same boarding school, it was natural to assume Principal Kane’s choice remarks were about Lena’s rebellious phase as a teenager. Lena only suspected they went a bit deeper than that when Kane continued to glare at her twice-marked neck.

Fierce and maternal pheromones came from Lena, on par with those of an omega who was expecting. “My girls had a good reason for breaking the rules. Neither of their phones were working and they don’t have Kara’s phone number memorized. They knew Kara was planning to stake claim and they didn’t want to miss out on the family celebration or ruin the surprise by contacting me. I wouldn’t take them out of school without a good reason.”

“You didn’t take them out of school at all. They left, and as such, we had to file a police report. Do you have any idea what that could do to our reputation?” Principal Kane pressed, showing the tight rows of her teeth in the fleeting guise of a smile.

Lena opened her mouth only to falter at the sudden jarring sound of Kara’s phone dinging with several messages.

Principal Kane carried on uninterrupted and sat higher in her chair to look down on Lena. “This isn’t the first time Sophia has caused trouble, either. She’s outspoken, rude, refuses to take on board other people’s opinions—”

“So, she’s exactly like every other alpha in that regard,” Lena refuted and curled her hands around the arms of the chair as she sat forward.

“Your daughter has yet to present, and your eldest Andrea,” Principal Kane emphasized in disgust, “Doesn’t apply herself as she once did. I’m starting to think they’re not the right fit for this school.”

“You’re threatening to expel them?” Lena exhaled, her ire directed to Kara when her phone began to ring. Of all the times to be interrupted, this was the worst, and to add insult to injury, the alpha hesitated to turn her phone off.

“Perhaps if the sire of your children was in the picture, they would behave better, but given how self-absorbed I know her to be, it’s obvious she’s already rubbed off on them,” Principal Kane remarked and slipped her fingers together to rest on the desk in front of her. She turned her sharp eyes onto Kara in judgment as the alpha stood up.

“I’m sorry, I have to take this, I’ll only be a minute,” Kara apologized, and Lena’s mouth hung open as her mate hurried out of the room to accept the call.

“You certainly have a type,” Principal Kane muttered under her breath in belligerence.

After years as a business woman, Lena learned to deal with such tense situations with witty comebacks, but this time she was speechless. The comment hit like a steel trap, incapacitating and wounding her. She spaced out until the initial pain wore off and then glared across the table at Kate Kane. “Do you have a problem with me? I always thought we were friends, but we’ve never once had a pleasant interaction since I enrolled my children at this school.”

“And whose fault is that?” Kate hissed with more emotion than was warranted for an average meeting.

Kara stepped back into the office to hear the sharpness to Kate’s voice and hurried over to intervene.

“Hey, what’s going on?” Kara demanded, the defensive musk of her pheromones falling over Lena in a protective fog. She slid back into her seat with a cautious squint at Lena and turned to observe Principal Kane’s flustered complexion.

“Consider this a final warning,” Principal Kane blurted, her authoritative stench battling with Kara’s for dominance of the room.

“We attended the same boarding school back in the day,” Lena explained, the bite of her words making it clear she wasn’t about to accept Principal Kane’s attempt to frighten her into compliance. “Kate used to be Andrea’s best friend, and I thought we were friends. Apparently, I was sorely mistaken. No wonder Andrea didn’t want anything to do with you if this is who you really are.”

“I’m the one who ended our friendship,” Principal Kane corrected, her impulse to put Lena in her place overriding her common sense. Her eyes dropped to the marks on Lena’s throat and she shook her head in disgust. “Your daughters—”

“Are going to continue attending this school without further consequences,” Kara cut in forcefully.

“You hold no authority here,” Principal Kane snapped, her irritation as bitter as her personality.

“And neither will you if I call the board of directors to inform them that their Principal is penalizing one of their top donors over some unrequited crush from when she was a teen,” Kara snarled, the velocity of her words lifting her out of her seat to tower above Principal Kane.

Lena balked at the sudden confrontation and wondered if jealousy was at the root of it. Kara’s analysis of what was transpiring couldn’t be right and Lena assumed her rut was at fault. “Kara, that’s not what’s going on here.”

“Isn’t it?” Kara asked, her eyes boring into Principal Kane’s in challenge.

“I want you out of my office right now,” Principal Kane commanded, standing and screeching the legs of her chair across the floor.

Kara didn’t budge, and her aggressive scent overpowered Principal Kane’s as she leaned forward to seethe, “We’re not leaving until you explain yourself, or I’ll personally make sure this is the last day you're the head of anything. Our children deserve fair treatment and I’m not going to sit here while you disrespect my family.”

The prospect of tarnishing her own reputation broke through Principal Kane’s posturing. Shame polluted the air, rank and full-bodied, and she finally took her seat and waited for Kara to follow.

“Fine,” Kate acknowledged with a begrudging nod. “My feelings towards you and Andrea have never been cordial. When we were in school together, I told her I planned to ask you out, and when I went to your dorm that night, she was already there with her tongue down your throat. I thought you knew.”

“No,” Lena croaked out of shock and knitted her brows at the memory of Andrea putting the moves on her. It tainted all of the good times to discover that Andrea’s competitive streak was a factor in bringing them together. “So, all of this is some weird vendetta against me for something that happened 20 years ago? Why don’t you treat Andrea like this when she comes to these meetings?”

Given the scenario, it figured that Kate Kane would hate her more instead of placing the blame on another alpha.

“Get me out of here.” Lena staggered out of her chair and towards Kara, who put an arm on her back to escort her out of the office while glaring at Kate Kane.

They had come to the meeting to resolve any problems their daughters might face after their absence, and in the process made the situation much worse. Not for the first time, Lena considered transferring her kids out of DC Prep and into one of the prestigious private schools closer to home. She doubted Sophia would embrace the change, but she knew Andy would be receptive after a conversation about it.

It would be easy to wallow in the horrible truth of Andrea’s actions, but that path would drag Kara down with her, and for that reason Lena tried to brush it off. Regardless of how her past relationship began, there once had been love and now there was none.

Kara had been so quick to defend her, so fierce in her love for her daughters in a way Lena hadn’t expected. Kara acted with pride and dignity, and that was what Lena chose to focus on — the qualities of her mate that set her apart from other alphas, and how even in rut she controlled herself.

Lena glanced at their laced fingers and then gazed up at Kara, lovestruck and in awe of how intuitive the alpha truly was when it came to her. “All of these years I had no idea why Principal Kane hated me, and you met her for two minutes and just knew. How did you do that?”

“She was being mean for no reason and she kept staring at your throat the way Andrea did the other night. I know that look,” Kara explained and fished the car keys out of her pocket to unlock the vehicle. She opened the door for Lena and then climbed inside to start the engine. “I didn’t mean to pick a fight, but she wasn’t being fair. I won’t let anyone treat you or the girls like that.”

Lena forewent the seatbelt in order to turn fully towards Kara as she backed out of the lot. She slid her hand onto her mate’s thigh while she drove them out of the private school’s gates and proposed in a rush, “Why don’t we find a cabin while we’re up here and have an impromptu getaway? Just you and me.”

She waited for Kara to look back at the trees before clutching at her cock. “And this, of course,” Lena whispered, using a flirtatious scent to persuade Kara into agreeing. It seemed to be going in her favor until Kara caught her hand to squeeze it.

“That sounds amazing, but we can’t,” Kara murmured in forlorn disappointment, taking her eyes off the road for a split second to see the pout forming on Lena’s lips. “I need to get back to town. I have a meeting with Siobhan to go over a few things with her project, but it shouldn’t take long.”

Lena began to mope at the thought of Kara’s professional commitments. “So that was who called during our meeting with Principal Kane.”

She had to remind herself it was a work day and that Kara would be seen as negligent to cancel on a client.

Being selfish was not an option, but Lena did promise that sex would be waiting for Kara after her engagement ended. Her seductive pheromones made depraved propositions, and as they merged onto a freeway, Kara gripped the wheel in one hand and let the other stray.

Kara coaxed her skirt out of the way and pushed her fingers under Lena’s thong to slide her thumb up and down over her clit. “I shouldn’t be more than twenty minutes. I can probably say all I need to say in fifteen.”

Lena was short on words as Kara slipped her panties down to rest over her knees. She expected Kara to stop there, but rut pheromones demanded more of her and Kara’s fingers moved onto the zipper at the side of her skirt. In the spirit of cooperation, Lena shimmied out of the fabric and moaned at the possessive weight of Kara’s hand cupping her cunt.

“Play with your nipples,” Kara commanded, so confident and in control of the situation that she could have talked Lena into doing a whole lot more than that.

Lena palmed at her breasts through her shirt until her nipples formed stiff peaks and then made a show of pinching each one. She was tempted to open her shirt, though she sensed her alpha wouldn’t be okay with anyone else glimpsing her tits. Being naked from the waist down felt naughtier than being fully nude, and Lena whined at the first thrust of Kara’s fingers.

“If I didn’t know better, I would think you’ve been wet all day.” Kara’s breathy statement was punctuated with her lazy and indulgent strokes. She took her time caressing Lena’s inner ridges and groaned at the first ripple of pleasure that drew her in deeper.

“All that talk this morning in bed has kept me very responsive,” Lena whispered with a ragged exhalation and reclined her seat to better spread her legs. She flashed Kara more than just a smile and parted her pussy lips so that her mate could see the decadent rouge of her well fucked cunt. “I think my omega is begging for another knot, don’t you?”

The question snapped Kara’s gaze back to the glistening seduction of her entrance with a rumble of need. It must have pained the alpha to be simultaneously inside Lena and yet not in the way she so desired. The torrent of frustrated pheromones Kara released was tangible, and Lena gasped at the hunger that surrounded her senses.

Kara gripped the wheel until her knuckles whitened and she stared straight ahead while she stuffed Lena’s eager cunt with a third finger. The rapid plunge of her fingers rocked her palm across Lena’s clit and the entire car smelled of arousal. The softer notes paired well with the rich spice of Kara’s rut as she spread her fingers inside Lena’s cunt.

Lena wondered if it was Kara or her alpha that sought to test how ready she was to be knotted, and whined at the mouthwatering fullness of taking a fourth finger.

All of their insatiable mating made her so sensitive inside and the pressure of Kara’s fingertips simulated a knot forming. The internal massage had her writhing in the seat, and she rubbed herself into Kara’s palm as her alpha stroked into her walls.

“If this seat isn’t soaked by the time we get off the freeway, I’ll be disappointed.” Kara spared her a glance as she navigated the road and curled her fingers to concentrate Lena’s pleasure. She pushed for it with her alpha, using claim pheromones to tantalize Lena’s omega into a sudden and all-encompassing surrender.

The cadence of Lena’s moans increased while Kara accelerated, and the roar of the engine matched the ferocity of Kara’s commanding growl.

“Oh god, Ka-raaahhh,” Lena breathlessly groaned, her thighs locking as her body convulsed. She rocked through her bliss, taking what she could of Kara’s fingers and keeping them as deep as she could get them in the wet spasm of her cunt.

The excitement of coming as they sped down the freeway overwhelmed Lena and she went limp as the quake in her body subsided. She was vaguely aware of Kara petting her cunt and whispering praises, but they were difficult to hear over her own heartbeat.

Kara turned off of the freeway and Lena noted the crumpled state of her skirt and her panties tangled around her heels. They were a small price to pay for the exhilarating experience of being brought to orgasm at 80 miles an hour.

The recklessness of their actions didn’t deter Lena from hoping it would happen again, because the whole time Kara’s hand was steady on the wheel.

“I’ll help you back into your skirt before I park,” Kara promised and turned to Lena the second they stopped at a red light to kiss her. It was more teeth than tongue and Lena whimpered at the bruising force.

Kara leaned over her lap to fetch her skirt off the floor before the lights changed and inhaled the heady scent of her cunt. The move flustered Lena’s omega and her cheeks warmed to match the blushing pinks inside of her.

“Green,” Lena rasped at the flicker of the lights and Kara finally sat up to drive.

She pulled her skirt on in the time it took Kara to locate the quaint little restaurant in a part of downtown she never visited.

Lena tried to smile, in spite of the vulnerable way her omega reacted to being left alone so soon after orgasm, and reached for Kara’s hand before she even attempted to get out of the car.

“I’ll be so quick, and then I’m all yours,” Kara reiterated and brought Lena’s hand up to kiss her knuckles. She checked her phone with a sigh and stole a chaste kiss before stepping out of the vehicle to hurry across the street.

Kara slid into a chair at one of the outdoor tables with about five minutes to spare before Siobhan showed up.

Lena scrolled through emails on her devices with the secret hope that Kara would text, and when she glanced up from the screen, she saw that Kara was on the phone.

That in and of itself wasn’t odd, nor was the smile on her face, but the part that bothered Lena was Kara’s blush, so pink and reminiscent of the earliest days in their relationship.

Lena hadn’t intended to monitor the whole business meeting with Siobhan. Jealousy and fear made her do it, along with Kate Kane’s snide remark — You certainly have a type. It looped in her head as Siobhan appeared in four inch heels and a skirt that rested just below the curve of her ass cheek.

Siobhan whipped her sunglasses off her face and greeted Kara with a hug. She leaned forward to murmur in Kara’s ear.

Kara was awkward about it and pulled back a chair for Siobhan to sit down with the giant folder of paperwork she was holding. Lena watched their casual interactions, waiting for another blush to incriminate Kara. She realized soon after the meeting began that she was already manifesting a terrible outcome to Kara’s business relationship with Siobhan.

Even after years of therapy and so many months of Kara proving that she was in no way similar to Andrea, all it took was a situation like this to charge up her paranoia. She opened her messages with Sam to text and hit the call button instead.

“I’m having flashbacks of my relationship with Andrea and I need you to snap me out it,” Lena rushed to get out, her breath catching as Kara and Siobhan bent over the same set of blueprints together.

“Oh Lena, what’s going on?” Sam asked in the small, comforting voice that put her at ease on so many occasions.

“We met with Principal Kane and things spiraled from there.” Lena gave a short explanation of the situation with Kate Kane and Siobhan, and by the end of it, she felt ridiculous.

“I feel weird and sensitive today,” Lena admitted and sank as far back in her seat as possible to avoid checking on Kara again. “I know I have nothing to worry about and that Kara loves me. It’s just that Principal Kane got under my skin. It felt like I was in high school again and getting all of the blame for something Andrea did.”

“But you called me to talk about it instead of compartmentalizing, and I’m proud of you for that,” Sam commended, as soft and encouraging as a parent speaking to a child.

Lena didn’t find it patronizing when her best friend spoke to her like that. Her anxieties slipped away one by one and she relaxed with her head on the headrest and the seat fully tilted back.

She decided to voice her deepest concerns as she stared over at the empty driver’s seat next to her. “I’m truly not worried about Kara. It’s Siobhan I worry about and all of the other omegas who are young and attractive and would have every reason to be interested in an alpha like Kara.”

Lena was so engrossed in her call that she didn’t register Kara waving goodbye to Siobhan or the haste with which she returned to the car.

Kara pulled open the door and Lena jumped in surprise, almost dropping her phone.

“Hey, did you say my name?” Kara asked, a little breathless but no less sweet as she turned to Lena to check on her. “I could smell your distressed pheromones at the table, so I wrapped it up as soon as possible.”

“Sam, I’ll call you later.” Lena uttered and hung up on her friend as the delectable scent of Kara unfurled around her in a ghost of an embrace. She felt stupid for the way her emotions convinced her something would go wrong and leaned into her mate to reassure herself that Kara would never leave her.

Lena decided to be careful with her explanation. She didn’t want to lie to Kara, and she didn’t want to upset her, either, so she compromised with a partial truth to sate Kara’s curiosity. “I was filling Sam in on what happened at our meeting this morning. How did it go?”

“I think it went well, but I’m glad it’s over,” Kara confided through a smile, her hand returning to Lena’s knee, even though this time she behaved herself. She backed out of the parking spot and turned onto the road.

It took Lena a good few minutes to realize they weren’t heading in the direction of their house, and Kara was grinning like she knew a secret.

“Kara,” Lena uttered suspiciously, her eyes narrowed as she noted they were traveling down a road with tall buildings that sported balconies with flowering plants climbing over them. “Where are we going?”

“I wanted to make it up to you for ruining your plan for a romantic getaway,” Kara expressed her pride with a faint scent of eagerness. “I booked us somewhere closer to home so we didn’t have to be stuck in the car for hours.”

Lena blinked in surprise, her lips parting as she gasped, “When did you—”

“Oh, I used my time wisely before Siobhan arrived,” Kara laughed, her grin warm and dimples adorable.

The place Kara booked was a penthouse with a rooftop pool, outdoor bar and lounges.

Lena toured the rooms as Kara accepted a delivery of food and drink that she ordered through an app. It must have been expensive to reserve such a romantic retreat on short notice, and Lena had to wonder if Kara was working harder just to afford to spoil her.

Kara brought her a drink with chipped ice and Lena took a gulp before interrogating her. “So, do you have some connection to the person who owns this luxurious place?“

“No, I just booked it online, but the pool looks amazing, doesn’t it?” Kara admired the reflective surface of the water with a small lift of her shoulders. She perched at the end of the lounge chair and lifted Lena’s feet to rub along the inner sole.

“I assume you want to go for a swim?” Lena smirked and pondered stripping off to play in the water.

“We can do that afterwards.” Kara stood up to grab a massage oil set from one of the bags. “Saw this on Instacart when I was ordering the food and I couldn’t resist. It comes with the added benefit that you have to take off your clothes, of course.”

Lena lifted her shirt and tossed it aside, and unzipped her skirt for the second time that day. Her thong was too wet to slide off with ease and Kara wandered over to help with her bra. She tried to let go of all of the feelings that had ruined her morning as she draped her arms over Kara’s shoulders.

“You’re very thoughtful,” Lena whispered and stood on her tiptoes to kiss Kara’s soft smile.

“And a little bit selfish. I’ve wanted to get my hands on you all day and this was the perfect excuse.” Kara justified her gift with a lustful rumble and looped one arm around Lena’s waist just to grope her backside, though even that didn’t diminish the adoration in Kara’s eyes as she guided Lena onto the lounge chair and peeled her thong off.

The residue of her earlier excitement fascinated Kara, and Lena peered over her shoulder to see Kara running her thumb over the slick fabric.

“You can keep those. I won’t be needing them for the rest of the day.” Lena’s mischievous words broke Kara out of her distraction and she dropped the panties to strip off.

“You’ve got that right. In fact, this is a clothes free zone. if I catch you wearing anything except a smile, I might have to punish you,” Kara teased.

There was much to be said about a muscular alpha in her prime, and none of it came close to the stunning perfection of Kara. From her thick biceps to her toned abs, every inch of her looked hard. Lena enjoyed the view and trailed her gaze southward to find the heavy erection that hung between Kara’s legs. She spread her own instinctively to perfume the air with her wanton scents and waited for Kara to pounce.

Kara dropped to her knees on the lounge behind Lena. With confident hands she pushed Lena’s thighs into a wider stance and situated herself so close that the wet tip of her cock pressed into Lena’s ass cheek. The heat that radiated off of Kara’s skin was on par with the rays that promised Lena a spectacular tan.

“Well, I wouldn’t want that,” Lena uttered, her lascivious tone flirting with the idea of what Kara might consider punishment. Her omega was certain she would love it, and she imagined it would require her to have a healthy number of orgasms.

Kara’s laughter shook the lounge chair and she poured a generous amount of oil into her palm and smoothed it over Lena’s supple curves. The methodical brush of Kara’s palms worked over Lena’s shoulders and all the way to her backside. Kara took her time squeezing each cheek, the firm massage stimulating Lena and arousing her omega.

It was when Kara began long, slow strokes from her hips up to her shoulders that Lena realized Kara’s cock had naturally fallen to rest in the space between her ass cheeks. The gradual back and forth of the alpha’s movements rubbed her length along Lena’s backside, and she responded by shifting to grind into her mate.

The lower Kara leaned, the more her shaft rubbed over the puckered ring and Lena’s cunt clenched in want.

She groaned at Kara’s warm hands gliding up and down her body in tandem with her hard cock, the throb of which sent a tremor through her legs. All of the oil made their skin slippery and Lena tried to raise her hips up in the expectation of Kara thrusting into her cunt.

“Not yet,” Kara husked in denial and treated her hips to some sensual attention. “Feel my hands taking all of your tension away. I want you to relax, Lena, because I’m going to stretch you so deep. You’re going to let me inside of you like you never have before.”

Lena whimpered from Kara’s ways of preparing her to have sex. Her muscles went taut and loosened again from Kara’s skillful hands moving over them.

Kara worked every residual piece of tension out of her with unrushed love and Lena relented to the special treatment. She breathed easier, matching Kara’s inhalations just to moan on every exhale and whine when Kara’s hands moved back to her ass.

Massaging her pussy lips open, Kara ran her thumbs along Lena’s labia to expose her eager entrance that was wet for cock.

Kara put just the tip inside, so Lena could acclimate to the wider girth spreading her. “Do you feel that? You have to stretch so much to take me.”

Lena moaned from the dirty talk and the sensation of fullness. “Stretch me out. I’ll let you do anything, Kara. I just want you inside of me right now.”

“You’ve done everything I’ve wanted today, and your pussy is so good for staying this wet,” Kara whispered, her excited breath tickling the back of Lena’s neck.

Kara’s praise did wonders for Lena’s ego, but it was nothing compared to the slow penetration. Lena groaned as her alpha slipped into her tender cunt. The gratification of the thrust pushed the breath out of Lena and she gripped at the lounge as her toes curled.

“Your rut is to blame,” Lena accused through a moan. “Everything you did to me earlier put me in this state – feeling me up in someone else’s office, playing with my cunt whenever you wanted —”

She braced herself for the slam of Kara bottoming out inside of her and whimpered as Kara stalled her hips.

“Your cunt?” Kara’s throaty rumble got louder as she pressed her lips to Lena’s throat, and she slid her hand around Lena’s hip to grasp her cunt. “Who’s in charge of your pussy, Lena? Is it you?”

The territorial musk Kara released would have been offensive from any other alpha, yet Lenabreathed it in with greed.

“You are,” Lena whined in affirmation and her tight cunt constricted in arousal just from saying it out loud. “My pussy belongs to you, Kara.”

Kara spread the confining heat inside of Lena with her enlarged shaft and filled the rutted gap she created with her seed. Hot sexual juices slid out of Lena’s cunt and her own arousal clung around the base of Kara’s cock. Out of rut, Kara would have taken the time to look at her stretched opening, but she bent low over Lena to thrust harder and deeper.

“Your cunt is mine to breed.” Kara’s raspy declaration evoked a surprised moan out of Lena and her cunt went into premature spasm.

They had always been so careful with what they uttered to one another, and even though this could all be fantasy, Lena’s omega reacted. Each wet clutch of her walls begged for Kara to go deeper and the promiscuous scent of her omega encouraged the alpha’s strokes.

“Should I pump more seed into you and make you gape from my knot?” Kara asked, her sinful tone promising that she would deliver on it the second Lena confirmed.

Being made to say it was an act of submission and Lena whimpered out her answer. “Yes, train my cunt to take it all. Leave me aching and messy.”

Their love brought them closer together, and in the hot fusion of their bodies, Lena wondered if the breeding would take. Her womb was susceptible and so full of Kara’s seed. Going into heat would guarantee the success of it, and Lena experienced a distinct rise in her temperature that made her question the power of her desires. From head to toe she burned, and not from the sun that was blocked out by an umbrella.

“I want to have your baby.” Lena cared very little about whether they were pregnant by the end of Kara’s rut. Being honest about her feelings was what mattered most to her.

Kara’s hot breath blew hair across Lena’s cheek and her powerful hips drove her cock in deeper. The force of her rutting was almost punishing, though Lena knew it was a gift. She could smell the fevered elation of her alpha, and groaned at how desperately Kara raced to empty another round of virile seed into her cunt.

“Come here,” Kara commanded and rubbed down her shaft to release the last spurt where it belonged inside of Lena. She moved off the lounge after finishing and continued to stroke her cock and swollen head, unable to keep her hands off it for more than a moment.

Lena sat up from her bend and flipped onto her back with her legs hanging from either side of the lounge.

“Look into my eyes and tell me you want me to get you pregnant,” Kara husked in a voice more subdued for an alpha in rut. Her force returned as she inserted herself between Lena’s thighs and took ahold of her waist to position her in a slant.

The hard tip of Kara’s cock pushed against her cervix and Lena looped her arms around her mate’s shoulders to admire the hope in her eyes. She raised her hips with the ambition to slot the widening base inside of her only to discover that she couldn’t.

With a pout on her full lips, Lena brushed her fingers through Kara’s blonde hair and whispered, “I want to have your children, Kara. As many as you see fit to give me.”

Such beautiful honesty brought Kara to a startling climax, and as the rigid length of her cock jerked in release, she kissed Lena and tasted the words on her tongue.

The musk of Kara’s rut pheromones lessened as the scent of love enveloped them, and Lena gasped as Kara stood up with her clutched in her arms.

Kara throbbed out more seed as she carried Lena into the hot tub. She nipped and sucked at Lena’s lips between soft growls and kisses.

The jets bubbled up over their backs and Kara sat with the water surging up to her shoulders and Lena on her lap. Their tantric positioning made the deep thrusts feel better and Kara massaged her inner lips and clit to bring her to climax. She rocked without coordination as Kara closed her mouth around a nipple and touched her. Her breasts dripped from the splashes of their mating and Kara clutched her tight about the waist with one hand resting over the place above her womb.

“I can feel how deep I am,” Kara groaned and palmed just below the navel as she pounded Lena’s cervix. "I'm going to keep you on my knot all night. I'll be surprised if you aren't carrying my pup by morning."

Even with the knot rounding to a wide bulge, Kara kept Lena on the constant precipice of another orgasm. Her thrusts never slackened off and Lena shook whenever the knot came close to penetrating her. Kara gave her breasts a passionate rub with a complete awareness of what it did to Lena’s cunt. She took more of the knot because of Kara’s sensual caress, and once it went in, she groaned from the extent of the separation between her labia.

Kara lifted her from the water after the knot secured in place, and Lena whimpered against her shoulder as it held in the snug curve inside her. “I was hoping we could have sex like this, but your knot feels so good inside of me.”

“Let it spread you out first, baby,” Kara soothed and wrapped her up in a towel one-handed while holding her.

Lena clung to Kara’s biceps and trusted in her mate to carry her indoors without upsetting the knot. The kitchen was at the bottom of a staircase, and Kara poured them each champagne with chilled fresh strawberries that she plunked into their glasses.

“I should have gotten a pregnancy test when I placed that order,” Kara sighed and passed over the drink with a snap of her fingers. “Darn. One drink shouldn’t hurt.”

“You know you have to actually be pregnant first before that’s a concern, right?” Lena smirked at the over cautious behavior, because she knew Kara had achieved perfect scores in all of her biology courses. “If I were to go into heat, I’d be more inclined to pass on champagne after several weeks and confirmation from a doctor.”

She clinked her glass to Kara’s and brought it to her lips with a mischievous smile. After three children, she believed she had experience enough when it came to her pregnancies, but it was exciting for Kara to go through it for the first time.

“I don’t mean to sound arrogant, but whenever I give it my all, I achieve my goals.” Kara spoke with a lot of fake bluster and a grin on her face.

“I’ve seen evidence of that firsthand, and I can’t wait to start a family with you, but my heat is still weeks away—” Lena laughed as Kara cut her off by dangling a strawberry in front of her lips, and she took a big juicy bite that left the stem behind.

Kara fed her sweet berries and kissed her neck, licking around the freckle and over her claim. “I have the date committed to memory. It coincides with my birthday, which I think is the universe’s way of giving me an extra gift.”

“An extra gift, hmm?” Lena chuckled at the notion of putting a bow on a pregnancy test and considered how that would factor into all of the other plans she had in store for Kara’s birthday. She wanted to throw a surprise party and invite Kara’s friends and family, but she sensed that her mate would be content with a cake and her cunt.

The knot reduced by a fraction after they finished their champagne, and by then Lena’s opening was relaxed enough for Kara to thrust. They spent a full night rutting, pausing for just a few hours’ sleep, and when Lena opened her eyes the next morning, Kara’s cock was still inside of her. She needed to let Kara fill her with seed three times before she was able to slip out of bed to wash up.

The day promised to be a perfect one as she showered off and snagged a fluffy towel from the rack on the door. She heard Kara humming out in the kitchen and planned to go join her, but bile hit the back of her throat and she ended up hanging her head over the toilet. By some miracle of her gag reflex, she restrained herself from vomiting even as her skin turned pale and her lip trembled with the urge.

On the sink top her phone chimed with a text that she ignored until a second came through. Lena reached for it and just managed to glance over the messages from Andrea. Her ex’s words made her shut the door instead of calling out to Kara, and then she gave in to the need to be sick.