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End Simulation - Chapter 2
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It was deranged to entertain the notion that she might have fallen asleep and that all of this was an elaborate, heat-fueled nightmare, but that’s all Lena could think about: how there might be the smallest possibility that she hadn’t just begged Supergirl to knot her over her own desk. Even with the knowledge that she had, and the horror of now having to deal with the consequences, Lena could feel her body responding to the gentle touches Kara doled out. She was slicker than a water park, and Lena gritted her teeth together to try and at least force herself to appear composed and unaffected as she was coming undone.
The adoration in Kara’s eyes made Lena want to gouge her own out, because it pained her to see it. This ridiculous Kryptonian, who had spent the entirety of their friendship and flirtations lying to her had no right to look at Lena with such shining emotion. Especially when it was all Lena had wanted up until she found out Kara and Supergirl were one and the same. And now here Kara was, stuck inside Lena, looking at her with love and concern. It was just too much.
Lena exhaled all of the air in her lungs until she was dizzy and heartsick. She pressed her hand against her forehead, blocking out the sight of Kara, who hovered over her like she was contemplating flying Lena off to the DEO at any second. Lena got a strong mental visual of herself wrapped up in Supergirl, bare-assed in flight over National City. That brought her right out of her brief silence, and then a complex plan developed in Lena’s heat-rattled mind.
If she could convince Kara that this regrettable tryst had everything to do with her heat, and not the overwhelming attraction between them, there was a slim chance that she could salvage the faux friendship. Then Lena could double down on her efforts to save human and alien-kind alike.
“Follow my finger.” Kara whispered, waving her index finger in front of Lena’s face. “Is it blurry?” She asked, her voice full of worry.
“Kara, I’m not concussed.” Lena grunted out. “I’m just—” A stupid, horny bitch. As her mind filled in the blanks, Lena tightened her lips and forced herself to smile. It looked more like a grimace, and the longer she had to gaze at Kara’s face, the more she wanted to slap it.
“I’m just going to be honest,” Lena stated sharply, then remembered she had to contain the roiling emotions that were bubbling under the surface of her skin. “Kara, as you’re aware, I haven’t taken a mate in many heats, and because of that, this one has hit me like an eighteen wheeler. I believed if I dabbled with the virtual reality lenses that I could take the edge off. When you appeared on the balcony, I thought it was part of the program.”
The brightness in Kara’s eyes flickered out as she processed that information. Her smile froze and slid off her lips like a sheet of melting ice and she exhaled hard but quietly.
“Oh.” Kara whispered, crestfallen and mortified. “You — you didn’t think this was real… but everything you said— ”
“Caught up in the moment.” Lena supplied with what she hoped was an apologetic slant to her lips. “Powerful heats can make an omega say just about anything. As an alpha you must understand that. We’re not ourselves when it’s this strong. Think of the worst rut of your life. Think of who you became during it, and then think of who you actually are – are they the same person?”
In her own cynical mind, Lena questioned if Kara even knew who she was on any given day, what with juggling her fake persona as a clumsy reporter alongside her superhero identity.
“I feel much different when I’m in a rut,” Kara admitted, and the devastation that crossed her face only let up when she had an unfortunate epiphany. “But you – you were still fantasizing about me, weren’t you? I was supposed to be part of the simulation, so why… why can’t I … - why can’t I be a help to you in reality?”
The soft tremble of Kara’s chin and the vulnerability in her eyes was a torment to Lena. She flung her arm over her face again, desperate to hide from this disaster of her own creation as she worked out the best way forward.
If she accepted help and continued to lie — if she did one more bad thing that would spare Kara’s feelings for now and also save humanity, wasn’t that far better than other possible alternatives?
It became a moral dilemma to her, and a matter of choosing the action that would allow her to follow through with her master scheme to foolproof people against their own dangerous flaws.
Being honest with Kara would only result in a confrontation, one which would inevitably involve the whole DEO.
On the other hand, it would be an emotional hazard to continue doing this with Kara. Lena should have been frightened of it, but a darker part of her was buzzing with more excitement than a swarm of honey bees, ready to sting someone and die for it. Her self-destructive streak always had been that extreme.
“You can help,” Lena whispered, daring to peek up at Kara through the slats of her fingers. “But we need to be responsible about it. You knotted in me and we both know the risk that poses when I’m in heat. Unfortunately I don’t have any super-strength birth control lying around. Do you?”
“We – we could ask Alex to give you an emergency contraceptive,” Kara suggested with a wince that proved she had only just started thinking about the possible consequences of the knot. “It’s an injection, actually – but one of the main ingredients is Kryptonite, so we wouldn’t be able to – well, do this again – at least for 48 hours. It’s – it’s also just something that the DEO developed as a precaution. It’s never been tested on an actual person before —”
Lena briefly thought about asking Kara to leave so she could run through the very, very unhealthy simulation of punching her in the face at least a dozen times more.
Under such high risk circumstances, Kara should have known better than to knot in Lena – but at the same time, Lena should never have been simulating an experience with Kara in the first place. It was all such a mess, and one that Lena could have been easily avoided with a suppressor tablet and a bottle of single malt whiskey.
As soon as Kara’s knot slipped free of her cunt, Lena broke into a sweat and glanced down at the place where their bodies had been joined. Kara’s cock was still as firm as if they had only just started.
Lena felt a rush of warmth trickle out of her and she would have clamped her legs shut if not for the way Kara was staring at her thoroughly rutted pussy, her eyes darkening despite the situation they were currently in.
“I’ll just—uh…” Kara waved absently at her clothes that were strewn around, but her gaze was still locked on where she had just been, as if she were desperate to get back inside of Lena. She twitched as if she were about to reach out, but she never got the chance.
Lena shut her legs so abruptly that they smacked together, and sat up to breathlessly reprimand Kara. “Focus, we need to get dressed and you need to fly us to the DEO immediately.”
“Right, yes, that’s—that’s what I was going to say.” Kara mumbled, her eyes darting to the wall as she stepped back from Lena to give her space. She dressed in a blur, standing fully clothed before Lena’s feet had even touched the cold floor, and then awkwardly watched as Lena made herself presentable.
Once she was no longer naked, Lena fixed her lipstick and brushed out her hair to tie it out of the way, all the while trying to ignore how hotly her body burned. Her skin felt like it could blister and her blood was reaching the point of boiling as her heat licked at her senses like flames. She blamed Kara for it, for her sheer proximity and for the way her omega instincts screamed for the foolish Super Alpha to soothe the fire that raged within her. She could barely stand, and when Kara reached out to keep her steady, she pathetically whimpered.
“It’s okay, I’ve got you.” Kara murmured gently, and scooped Lena into her arms, completely oblivious to the way Lena glared up at her in return.
“I’m in heat, Kara, I’m not helpless.” Lena stubbornly grumbled, despite silently being grateful for the assistance. Even touching Kara through her clothes was enough to make Lena shudder with need. She buried her face into Kara’s hideous tan jacket to conceal her feelings.
Kara flew them across the city in a matter of seconds, and she was in the medical office at the DEO before she could swallow the saliva that had pooled in her mouth from the scent of Kara’s alpha pheromones.
Alex rushed in just as Kara was setting Lena down on an exam table and hissed, “What’s wrong, is Lena okay, what’s going on, was there an attack?”
Bombarded with questions, Kara avoided her sister’s inquisitive eyes and hung her head as she chewed at her lips. “I uh, see, the thing is I — I need the, well, the—uh—”
“Kryptonite contraceptive.” Lena brazenly stated from where she sat, feverish and panting. If she didn’t feel so god awful she would have delighted in the way Kara squirmed on the spot, nervously wringing her hands as she tried to shrink from Alex’s scrutiny.
“You what?” Alex turned to her sister, wide eyed and filled with judgement as she growled, “Kara, what the hell did you do?”
“Isn’t that obvious, what with needing the contraceptive?” Lena unhelpfully asked, much to Kara’s dismay.
“I - I can explain.” Kara began, but then she guiltily dipped her head and refused to say another word as Alex raised her eyebrows.
“I thought you were going to tell her how you feel. Not knot her, you idiot!” Alex hissed, and punched Kara in the arm as hard as she could, knowing it wouldn’t do shit to her.
Lena had never envied Alex until that moment, and she tried to hide her slight smirk of respect and appreciation. Except her amusement was short lived as she realized that Alex mentioned feelings, and her heart sped up to a loud thump of panic.
So Kara had been meaning to talk with her tonight about their relationship. From the bright and rosy blush on Kara’s face, Lena could tell that such a conversation was imminent. It would have filled her with fresh dread, if not for the way she was already perspiring and melting back against the examination table.
“Lena went into heat and I — I just wasn’t thinking,” Kara explained and toed the floor, although her soft-spoken justification only seemed to piss Alex off even more. “I acted irresponsibly,” Kara amended, holding her hands up as she back-pedaled away and began rummaging in one of the storage units. “Can you just please take care of Lena? She needs a shot—"
“You need a shot,” Alex fired back with a fierce scrunch of her nose, pelting Kara on the arm with a handful of cotton balls. “I assume you talked afterwards? Because once I give Lena the injection, you can’t be around her—”
“For 48 hours, I know,” Kara confirmed and stared at Lena with woefully large, sad eyes.
“Lena—”
“I’ll see you in 2 business days, Kara,” Lena sharply replied, cutting her off and rolling up her sleeve while she attempted to stop huffing the alpha pheromones in the air. “Better make it 3 - 5, just to be safe.”
Several emotions fluttered over Kara’s face, then scattered as she folded her arms defensively over her chest. She jutted her chin out in a clear attempt to appear unaffected by Lena’s dismissive tone. “I mean I can be around you,” Kara petulantly argued. “Just not—”
“Don’t you dare finish that sentence when I’m in the room.” Alex warned Kara and pointed a needle towards her threateningly. “We haven’t even tested this yet. It might have adverse effects or not even work. You have super speed, you couldn’t have gotten protection?” She sounded upset on Lena’s behalf.
Kara slumped where she stood, looking so pathetic that Lena actually felt a twinge inside her chest that made her resent Kara all the more for making her give even the slightest bit of a damn.
Lena winced when Alex injected the shot into her upper arm, and though she didn’t feel the pain a Kryptonian would, her veins still lit up like Christmas lights.
Bright green and glowing, the substance pumped its way through her system and then faded away like an aurora borealis under her pale skin. A wave of misery crashed over her to compete with the irritability of her increasing heat, and Lena wondered if she could, in fact, talk Alex into giving one of these shots to Kara. Not that she ever really would, but the thought of that was temporarily soothing.
“How will she get home?” Kara mumbled as she paced the back wall, with her eyes on Lena, as if she hoped to communicate by looks alone. “I mean I flew her here. I could, you know, fly her back home.”
“You’re going to wait outside for now and I’ll come get you in a little bit,” Alex demanded in her bossiest tone of voice, only softening as she glanced down at Lena and applied a band-aid to her arm.
Kara’s upper lip curled in frustration, but she strode off to follow instructions. Through the glass window, Lena could see her standing with her head in her hands.
“I need to use the bathroom,” Lena muttered and slid off the edge of the exam table, carefully avoiding Alex’s attempts to comfort her. Alex’s outstretched hand barely grazed Lena’s shoulder as she hurried off to lock herself into the restroom.
She should have been emotional, but all of those years growing up in the Luthor household had taught her to compartmentalize so well that she only felt numb while she stared at her heated complexion in the mirror. As far as she knew, all of her problems were solved. Kara now had a reason to stay away for a few days, and Lena expected the injection to work — at least until she stepped into a stall and decided to actually pee.
Afterwards, as she stood up, Lena noticed her urine was a radioactive color. For a long moment, she glared down at the neon green Kryptonite, then flushed the toilet, along with all of her hopes that she could escape this whole messy situation with Kara. If there was Kryptonite in her urine, then it had already passed through her system. She squared her jaw, working it back into place after she took a steadying, deep breath.
If anyone could figure out how to tweak the formula for this injectable Kryptonite birth control and get it to work, it was Lena – but not when she was this heat-sick. Her symptoms worsened, to the point that she immediately went to the medicine storage unit in the DEO and swallowed down two suppressor tablets.
It occurred to her that after half an hour of waiting around, the suppressors had still failed to kick in, and a thick pool of her arousal formed in her panties when she so much as caught a glimpse of Kara from afar. Alex was lecturing her sister, waving an arm animatedly while Kara hunched over with her hands on her hips.
Gesturing to Alex to get her attention, Lena moved back into the exam room and waited.
Alex came through the door and seemed to understand there was an issue right away. “What’s
up?” she asked.
“I have two problems,” Lena whispered sternly and crossed her arms over her chest. “I don’t think that Kryptonite contraceptive worked, and I took two extra strength suppressors, but nothing is happening. My heat symptoms are somehow even more severe than they were an
hour ago.”
Alex groaned at the news and grabbed for a fresh needle and vial kit. “I’m taking a blood sample just to be sure.” She informed Lena, and tied a rubber band around her arm before sliding the needle into her vein. After withdrawing a vial, she smeared the smallest amount onto a glass slide and studied it under a microscope.
Lena knew she was right about the Kryptonite exiting her system when she saw the way Alex’s shoulders tensed.
“Well, you did say the injection hadn’t been tested, so it’s no real surprise,” Lena exhaled heavily.
“I’m going to get people working on this immediately, and the second it’s ready, it’s yours.” Alex promised and then glared at Kara, who had been using her super hearing to eavesdrop on the conversation from outside. “As for your heat—”
“I can help with that.” Kara offered, barging back inside the room in her eagerness to be of use. “I’ll get Lena back to her lab and she can work on making a stronger suppressor.” She clarified when Alex gave her a scandalized look.
“Sure. That sounds like a good plan.” In an undignified move, Lena readily agreed and gulped down the pheromones that filtered through the air as Kara walked by her. “I’ve been making my own for years. I should be able to alter the last batch and I could use the extra pair of hands.” She sounded logical, but then Lena growled under her breath, feral and desperate for contact to soothe the burning of her desires.
Kara stiffened from it. Literally.
“Oh my god,” Alex blurted, catching sight of the bulge forming inside Kara’s Super suit. “Okay, Kara, get out. I don’t care where you go, but don’t come back here unless I’ve specifically called you.”
Kara pulled her cape around herself in shame, and her face was almost as red as the as the fabric when she sputtered, “I can’t help it. Sometimes things just happen.”
“And that’s why we’re in this mess.” Alex snapped, harshly enough to leave a wounded pout on her sister’s face. “I have so much work to do. Just go and take care of Lena. And I really shouldn’t have to say this, but if anything does happen between the two of you again, at least take precautions this time. Grab some condoms and regular birth control on your way out.”
Lena should have complained that she didn’t need anyone to take care of her, or to take any precautionary measures, but she was too intoxicated from Kara’s rich and dominant scents.
Kara’s swagger did two simultaneous and opposite things that got Lena’s blood pumping faster. Seeing Kara approach so confidently infuriated her, but also heightened her arousal to a new and painful extreme. She bent over at the waist as Kara gathered her up, carrying her like a bride towards the exit, and then they were off and soaring above the clouds.
Her heat and her pride were at odds, and Lena knew without question that her libido was stronger than her will to fight it.
“Just take me back to your place,” Lena rumbled in a thick, syrupy voice, while staring up at Kara with bedroom eyes. Her long lashes drooped, and she cracked an irresistible smile, half-delirious from need.
What was the point of spending the rest of the night in the lab, when Kara had already knotted her once during her heat cycle?
Their situation was catastrophic enough, what with Lena’s secret grudge, her five-month plan for world reformation, and Kara’s sweet but foolish devotedness. To add to a child to that mix was unthinkable, but somehow Lena had reached an unprecedented level of self-destructive behavior. She wanted to cope with the risk in the one way she shouldn’t — with even more risk and sex, and Kara whispering good girl in her ear, and holding her afterwards.
“You would think that with your super Kryptonian genes, the DEO would have been more prepared for your mistakes,” Lena whispered conversationally and then a dark laugh came from low in her throat.
“I’m not normally reckless.” Kara snapped back, her jaw hardening, because it must have hurt her pride to have Lena mocking her like that. “I only asked them to develop it when I—”
Kara cut herself off before she said something stupid, and then they were descending.
Lena’s stomach lurched as though she was plummeting on a roller coaster. In a sense, she was, but at least she had the decency to keep that to herself as she clung onto Kara’s strong back and exhaled as the cold air battered at her and stole the breath from her lungs.
Once they were in Kara’s apartment, the Super placed her back on her feet and moved towards the fridge. “You should probably drink something.” She said casually, and pulled a bottle of water out to hand off to Lena, as if they weren’t both breathing heavily from the force of their attraction.
To be fair, half of the heat in Lena’s gaze was because she wanted to tear Kara apart as much as rip off her clothes, but she couldn’t very well say that.
“When did you ask the DEO to make the contraceptive, Kara?” Lena began in a dangerously low tone, and her blazing eyes traveled from Kara’s face towards a box of condoms that was sitting conspicuously on the counter. She sneered. “Was it when you finally told me you were Supergirl?”
Kara sucked in a shallow breath and exhaled it with a rush of words, “I uh, I-... Yes. I thought now that you know everything, I could finally tell you how I really felt about you. It’s why I came over. I was hoping we — well, that we could explore the connection we have, but then you were…”
Kara trailed off and wet her lips at the memories no doubt playing through her mind.
“Lena, I lo—”
Lena used her own lips to get Kara to shut her silly mouth, and moaned provocatively into the kiss to drown out that terrible word. Love. Hot-cold shivers rolled down her back, and she used her hips to push Kara’s against the table behind her.
She panted against Kara’s neck and deactivated the Super suit, just to rip the glasses from her face. In a tussle, Lena tore at Kara’s drab coat, and slipped her hands under the light tank beneath it.
Kara had actually been expecting them to have frequent sex after such a serious and ongoing betrayal. It might have been laughable, if not for the hurt and longing Lena felt, or the fact that being this close to Kara made the longing much stronger than the hurt.
All of the alpha’s pheromones clouded around her, blocking out her better judgment and putting her in the same sexually desperate mood as earlier. Kara must have sensed it, because she was reacting to her omega urges.
“What do you need, Lena?” Kara whispered thoughtfully, although the question served little purpose when the Super already intuitively knew. She moved her hands down to Lena’s thigh and pushed both beneath her skirt to ruck her panties down.
Lena could have collapsed from how right it felt to have Kara handle her this way. Kara’s fingers were possessive, spreading her lower lips apart to touch her.
The friction between them could have started a fire. All of Lena’s own tension rubbed against Kara’s raw emotions and they stared at each other, kindling an inferno of desire that could raze the ground underneath them and ruin everything they were to each other.
Kara’s mouth hovered just above Lena’s and she sank two fingers into her slick and ready cunt, just to inhale the groan Lena rewarded her with in response. She pumped into her at a quick and steady pace, with enough force to have Lena gasping against her lips.
“You don’t want me to tell you how I feel,” Kara rasped thickly, her thumb rubbing over Lena’s excited and needy clit as she fingered her. “So I guess I’ll just have to show you that I’m the right alpha for you.”
It sounded too good to be true, and Lena whimpered as if she hadn’t just fleetingly considered stashing kryptonite inside favorite Kara’s pillow.
“You sound so sure of yourself, but I’m not certain you’re capable of giving me exactly what I need,” Lena taunted.
It was a terribly stupid thing to say, but Lena wanted to provoke her. She wanted to wipe away all of the soft, fluffy feelings that Kara was so adept at wrapping around herself, so she could expose the rougher edges that Kara tried to conceal from the world. Lena wanted the arrogance, the rough-handed, self-entitled attitude that she knew lurked inside Kara. The brittle shards of her darkest psyche that powered the alpha within and gave her the confidence to fly around as if she was a new god to the people of National City. And if it meant Lena had to claw her way to the very core of Kara to get it, then she damn well would.
Kara reacted the same way she would have if Lena had slapped her, by reeling her head back and unleashing a fresh wave of her potent pheromones. Low snarls rumbled from the back of Kara’s throat in displeasure as she pulled her fingers free to grab Lena around the waist.
In a blur of movement, they switched places and Kara hoisted her onto the kitchen table to tear her skirt clean off. She pushed Lena’s thighs apart to expose her glistening pussy and opened her lips to see just how ready she was for more.
“When I’m done, the only one you’ll ever want inside you will be me.” Kara husked, her bright blue eyes as dark as the ocean at night.
Kara tore her own pants in her haste to get them off and grabbed for the box of condoms.
“You already knotted in me,” Lena reminded her with a quiet, ridiculing scoff as she flung the box of condoms away. “Wearing protection now… it’s like…” Waiting three years to tell me about your true identity.
“It’s too late,” Lena softly conveyed and glanced down at her body, prone on Kara’s kitchen table and prepared to be served up. She should have been anywhere but at Kara’s, either back at L-Corp in her lab or at home losing sleep while still neck-deep in work. Instead, Lena was making the worst decisions of her life and teasing open her cunt with her finger, only to show Kara that she could get started without her.
“I suggest you hurry, or I might just finish without you,” Lena softly warned. She rubbed herself, concentrating on curving her fingers inside her pussy to reach the spot that made her legs tremble.
Kara left the condoms abandoned on the floor and seized Lena by the hips, pulling her straight down and onto her cock. The entire rigid shaft pushed smoothly into Lena, and she put her hands out to clutch the edge of the table behind her. Knuckles white with tension, Lena held on while Kara thrust into her powerfully and knocked the stools out of the way.
The aggressive side of Kara was finally showing itself, all of her unleashed strength, and Lena threw her head back, whimpering as she submitted to it fully. Satisfaction tingled along her spine when Kara gripped her ass cheeks and forced Lena back down to take a deeper rutting from her cock.
“I love you,” Kara defiantly murmured into her ear, and that should have ruined it for Lena, but those three words brought on a gratification so instant that she cried out. Her pussy spasmed in crushing, wet pulses around Kara’s cock. It revealed her true feelings to Kara, much to her own bitterness and shame. She shoved at Kara’s shoulder, trying to get away from this unwanted intimacy.
Kara groaned in response to Lena’s velvety walls pulling her in, but instead of stopping to let Lena cool off, she thrust harder out of spite to make it clear that she wasn’t going to stop what she started.
“You heard me,” Kara insisted gruffly, bottoming out as she wrapped one arm around Lena’s lower back to force her down onto her thick cock. “I’m going to make you mine.”
Kara’s confidence sent delicious aftershocks through Lena’s entire frame, and she inadvertently ended up clutching at Kara as she moaned.
“Shut up,” Lena demanded, but she was at odds with her body and her hips were undulating to keep her pussy stuffed on Kara’s rigid cock with the kind of urgency that left her feeling indecent, even as she tried to keep Kara at arms’ length. “I don’t want to hear how you feel. This isn’t about feelings.”
“Yes it is.” Kara rumbled, her strong hands gripping Lena’s hips hard enough to leave bruises as she moved them from the kitchen to the couch without pulling out of her glorious warmth.
She rested Lena’s ass on the arm of it and clasped her right hand around her pale throat to bend her backwards at a sharp angle. Kara held her like that, her face inches from Lena’s as she began moving at a vigorous, unforgiving pace that spread Lena’s sensitive cunt obscenely.
The power that radiated from Kara had Lena trembling with need and she gasped as the Super’s palm pressed against her neck just enough to send a thrilling splash of fear into the cocktail of her emotions. Lena found herself raising her chin in submission to bare more of her throat, despite the abject horror of realizing how much she enjoyed giving in.
Suspended in that erotic grip, Lena’s focus could only be on Kara, who was so in control but also seemed so enamored with her. Kara kept her in that precarious position, flexing all of the muscles in her arms and thighs as she lunged. The heavy scent of sex hung around them, intense and thrilling.
Lena’s mouth formed a tight line of defense, which Kara breached with a hard kiss. Exhaling ragged breaths, Lena opened to Kara’s tongue and tasted her. She slipped her arms around Kara’s back and sank her short nails into invulnerable skin.
Kara’s thumb played over her clit while she reached a more demanding speed and momentum with her hips. Her cock took deeper strokes inside of Lena’s hot cunt, and Lena had the urge to cross her ankles to avoid locking her legs around Kara.
"Such a good girl, letting me take care of your heat like this, knowing I'm the only one who can make it better," Kara softly husked and Lena could feel her own warm arousal spilling down her thighs.
Kara’s bold statements were so fulfilling of Lena’s deep-rooted need for approval. Hazy-eyed and painfully turned on, Lena groaned and nodded. “I want that, Kara, for you to make it better.” She hated how sincere she sounded, and how she was referring to more than just her heat.
With one hand tight on Lena’s throat, Kara placed the other under Lena’s knee to hold it up and out of the way. Her stretched cunt was completely on display to Kara, who watched the broad tip of her cock sink through Lena’s outer lips and disappear into her opening. She appeared to be taking a few slow, shallow thrusts just to admire how Lena’s pussy welcomed her hard intrusion.
“I think you need it harder,” Kara asserted as Lena let out a low pleading whine. “You need to feel just how much you mean to me.”
Lena never got a say in the matter as Kara pulled out entirely and carried her into her bedroom. Kara placed her down gently only to snare Lena’s hips and flip her onto her hands and knees to mount her from behind. The first rough thrust plunged all of Kara’s thick length into her at such a deep angle that Lena cried out at the fullness and fisted the blankets in her hands. It was debased and raw and everything Lena craved, even if she hated that Kara knew it.
The noise of Kara’s thighs smacking into her ass filled the room and Lena couldn’t control the soft, sharp moans that spilled like secrets from her lips.
Kara was relentless in how she pounded into her, pushing Lena’s face into the blankets by the back of her neck and spreading her poor cunt so that it was on full view as she fucked her until the scent of Lena’s musky arousal thickened the air around them. It was such a delectable, sinful concoction that had Kara acting on her baser impulses as she leaned fully over Lena to bite into her shoulder with a husk of, “You’re mine, Lena.”
The sharp bite tore a groan out of Lena and she pushed back harder into every powerful thrust that Kara gave her until the burn of the bite ebbed into something glorious that had her pussy throbbing.
The arrogance of the Super to leave her mark on her by all rights should have enraged Lena, but in her heat ridden state, she all but begged for it. Her innermost desires came to the surface and she whimpered for Kara to take what she pleased.
“Show me…” Lena panted, sweat slicked and breathless. “Make me believe it, Kara. I want to believe it’s possible—”
Kara rumbled low in her throat and slid her fingers through Lena’s dark tresses to fist them close to the scalp. She tugged hard, bringing Lena up until she was on her knees. “You are so good, Lena, for telling me what you want. I think you deserve to come really hard for that, don’t you?”
Reaching around to clasp Lena’s throat, Kara hammered into her sensitive, drenched pussy as she brought their mouths together. The kiss felt all the more possessive with the Kara’s hand around her neck and tangled in her hair, and Lena’s cunt clamped around Kara’s large cock as if her body was submitting to its rightful alpha.
Kara’s lips and tongue claimed Lena for their own and drank down every noise she made in response as if Kara were ravenous. “That’s it, come around my cock, let me feel how good you are for me,” She praised hoarsely.
Lena’s spine bowed in an exquisite curve, her ass still in the air as the throes of her orgasm lasted. As soon as it ended, she fell onto the bed and Kara turned her over, settling down with her face between Lena’s thighs.
Kara licked the arousal from her between her sensitive lips and then tongued more of her wetness from her opening. It made Lena’s knees shake, and she pressed the heels of her hands into her eyes, feeling so overwhelmed by how far she allowed this to go with Kara. If there was still some way she could fix it, and take back all that they said and did together, Lena had no hope of figuring it out when Kara’s mouth was pleasuring her cunt.
Kara’s face was covered in her glistening need. With her arms locked underneath Lena’s ass, Kara swiped her tongue through slick. She puckered her lips around Lena’s throbbing clit, soothing it with gentle flicks. For as rough as Kara had been before, this contrasted with that and quivers of delight went through all of Lena’s limbs.
Lena needed to keep reminding herself that this meant nothing, and that she could get up and leave after sex. She was halfway convinced of that when Kara’s tongue slipped inside of her, and she whined, ready to beg for so much more.
The noises Kara made as she worshipped her almost convinced Lena that she was something decadent. Before she could compose herself, one of her hands was tangling forcefully into blonde hair to demand that she continue, and Kara was pulling her closer to her mouth as if she couldn’t get enough of her.
There was no coming back from this, not really, not with the way her legs wrapped around Kara’s head and her hips undulated as she rode the Super’s face with lustful abandon. Kara had her thighs quivering and breath hitching and oh god the inhuman speed that she could flick her tongue would be enough to kill her anyway, so she might as well give in and let Kara destroy her with pleasure.
Oblivious to the conflict raging inside Lena, Kara used the flat of her tongue to languidly tease Lena’s clit. She pulled the swollen pearl into her mouth to lavish and suckle. Easing two fingers into Lena’s drenched and eager hole, Kara curled them upwards to massage that sweet spot that had Lena crying out, despite herself.
“Come in my mouth, Lena. Show me what a good girl you are and give me it.” Kara commanded, her lips and tongue working together as she pistoned her fingers.
Lena was beyond delirious, her heat had made sure of that, but it was Kara’s fault in the first place. She had to cling to that thought as everything else was washed away with the exuberant wave of euphoria that approached too fast and threatened to drown her. Her release came on so powerfully that she softly screamed her throat raw.
With her shoulders dropping back against the bed, Lena rocked for a long while and then went limp from her orgasm. She stole a glance down at Kara, whose smile was smug as she moved in to kiss her. Plenty of times before, Lena had seen that pride and arrogance on Supergirl’s face and it was no less annoying now.
Kara threaded her fingers into Lena’s disheveled hair and pulled her towards the grin on her lips. Lena became fixated on her mouth for a second and then they were on each other, and Lena’s tongue could hardly keep Kara’s in check. She sucked a taste of herself from Kara’s bottom lip.
Kara pitched her hips forward and sank back into Lena’s warmth with quick thrusts. Tangled into her, Lena nuzzled into the crook of Kara’s neck. All of the alpha’s pheromones seemed to not only surround her, but also seep through her pores. She smelled of Kara and their frantic mating.
Kara rocked into her the way high waves smashed into boats at sea. Her power had Lena flattened into the bed and she frantically grasped at Kara’s back. The difference was palpable as Kara pursued her own pleasure. She took Lena with stronger, rapid thrusts that filled the room with the wet smacking noise of her cock plunging into her cunt.
Every fast slap of Kara’s thighs shoved the bed into the wall and the wooden frame creaked in warning. She fucked Lena as if she knew she could endure it, with force and super speed that had Lena arching into her. The delicious friction deepened every gruff breath that Kara puffed warmly over Lena’s cheeks as she slammed into her as if it were her right. It made Lena ache inside, but it was a wonderful ache and she spread her legs wider to let Kara batter into her. Lena moaned uncontrollably as Kara filled her cunt so completely.
“Gonna make you mine,” Kara growled out, right before the bed gave way and she bottomed out with a low, guttural groan that signaled she was about to come. She pulsed once, spraying a warm jet of her seed inside Lena’s hot cunt before she pulled out, her hand wrapping around her shaft to pump the rest of her pearlescent excitement over Lena’s red pussy lips and stomach, as if to mark her with her scent. Kara hadn’t claimed her, not officially, but covering Lena with her essence was a way to assert herself as Lena’s alpha.
She must have taken pride in it, because Kara’s chin was raised and her dark eyes were glazed with more than just adoration. Something feral lurked in the depths, and Kara went so far as to smear her fingers through the sticky liquid to rub it into Lena’s cunt as if it were a balm to soothe the ache she created.
Lena was silent, and breathing too heavily through her nostrils to speak. Kara’s final words in the heat of the moment were still echoing in her mind. She could have informed Kara that she most certainly was not hers, and that in fact she couldn’t be more unobtainable if she tried. But what she told herself and how she felt inside was much different from how she acted. Her hands settled over the thick seed on her belly and she sat poker-faced for all of two seconds.
Kara gathered her close and kissed her with tenderness, and Lena caved so easily to alpha’s affections that she was ashamed of herself. She glanced around at the broken bed frame, which was in pieces around and below them. It seemed appropriate to be lying in the middle of an actual wreckage while Kara held onto her and smoothed down her hair.
Under better circumstances, before she knew about any of the lies, she imagined this exact scenario — spending her heats with Kara, falling asleep in the alpha’s bed and waking up beside her the next morning. Lena's daydreams were finally coming true, just not in the way she ever wanted or expected.
