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The sharp ripping of paper launched Alex forward, but not towards Lena. She made a blind grab for Sam’s shoulders and her pleading scent permeated the whole kitchen.
The desperate fragrance of Alex’s alpha stunned everyone into momentary silence, and Sam stared back at her in open-mouthed surprise.
“I don’t care what’s in that envelope, okay?” Alex stressed, her lips sticking together dryly as she choked back her own emotions so she could get the words out. “It’s not going to change the fact that I already see Ruby as mine.”
Sam’s throat dipped as she tried to speak, and all that came out in the end was a watery, “Alex–”
The name by itself sounded like a well thought out argument, one which Alex jumped in to refute.
“No, Sam, listen. Since the moment you sent me the picture of Ruby’s chubby little face, I wanted to be her sire. Every update you gave me, every letter you sent with her messy crayon scrawls — they got me through all of the tough times. They gave me the strength I needed and the hope that I would get to come home to you.”
The fierceness of Alex’s conviction held notes of resolution and raw vulnerability, both of which had been missing when she had first found out that she might be Ruby’s sire.
The shock must have muted her initial response, but it burned within her now, white-hot and determined, despite the fear that also shined through in her eyes with unshed tears.
“Family are the people we love, not because we have to, but because we choose to, Sam. And I’ve loved that kid from the moment you told me you were pregnant.”
All of the stress and tension that accumulated over the weeks rushed out of Sam and soaked her cheeks as she fisted the front of Alex’s shirt in frustration. “Then why did you ask for the DNA test, Alex? I’ve been so worried you wouldn’t want me—us—if it turned out you weren’t Ruby’s sire. Do you know what that kind of fear is like? To finally get everything you wanted and then almost lose it again?”
“I’m sorry,” Alex breathed. “I fucked up because I forgot that none of that actually matters. I try so hard not to be like every other alpha out there, and when it counted the most, I showed you I’m no better. My pride got in the way of my common sense and I almost ruined the best thing to ever happen to me.”
Whatever Sam tried to articulate got lost in the pitiful whine that came out around the lump in her throat. She lurched forward even while she sobbed, and pushed Alex back against the cabinets to kiss her.
Alex slipped her hands onto Sam’s waist, and their lips met with sultry sounds as they seemed to forget they had an audience.
When Alex gripped Sam’s ass to pull her closer, Kara cleared her throat to break them apart.
Lena handed them some napkins to wipe their tears and passed the results to Kara as she leaned into her side. “So, now that we’ve established that the pair of you are as sickeningly in love as we are, are you ready to find out what this says?”
“Not in the slightest,” Alex replied with fake cheer, lacing her fingers through Sam’s to brace herself for the inevitable shock of whatever the letter contained.
“I’m proud of you for not running away from this,” Sam intoned softly, and signaled for Lena to go ahead and reveal the truth.
Kara beat her to it by reaching out to clap her sister on the shoulder. “Congratulations, Alex. You get to call mom and tell her she’s actually got four grandkids.”
“The fifth is on the way,” Lena explained with a gentle pat to her middle.
“Ruby’s — she’s mine? Are you serious?” Alex’s anxiety shifted to unwavering pride as she squared her shoulders and broke into a surprised grin. “Let me see that.”
Alex snatched the letter out of Kara’s hand as if she needed to fully confirm it herself and shoved it under Sam’s nose with a relieved laugh. “I’m the sire.”
“Frame it if you want. I think it would look good on our bedroom wall,” Sam teased as she bit her lip and coyly traced her finger along Alex’s belt.
“Now you just have to tell Ruby the good news,” Lena reminded them, and smirked at the sudden panic that widened their eyes and effectively dampened their amorous pheromones.
“And good luck with mom, I’m sure you’ll need it,” Kara chimed in, playfully shoving Alex towards the door, as if she inherently knew that if she left the couple alone they would get frisky all over again.
“We can handle all of that tomorrow. Sophia’s party is just starting and she deserves the spotlight.” Sam shared a nod with Alex to make sure they were on the same page, and then sidled up to her mate with a besotted glimmer in her eye.
“Why do I feel like I’m suddenly chaperoning them and not all the kids that are here?” Kara squinted at her sister’s back and moved like she planned to trail them over to a safe location by the food table.
“Oh, because you are. Unless you want to deal with the parents who inevitably see them kissing in front of their little impressionable angels.” Lena deadpanned as she slipped her hand into Kara’s pocket. She pinched Kara’s ass before they finally made it outside and walked into the chaos that was transpiring.
The entire horde of thirteen year olds was excited about the petting zoo, and a few were teasing each other by saying they looked and smelled like the animals.
One of the kids told an unfortunate alpha that he resembled an alpaca, and Lena bit her lip as Kara quietly whispered, “That poor kid. I went through an awkward growth spurt at that age, too.”
Most of Sophia’s friends and guests had already arrived in their absence, though one in particular caught Lena’s attention, and she almost veered into the pool in surprise.
Kara’s fast reflexes saved her from a humiliating splash, but the real damage was done because Sophia also noticed Taylor in the crowd.
The rambunctious omega was loudly telling everyone that Sophia must have been related to a horse because they had the same teeth.
Lena experienced the kind of unequivocal rage that could only stem from hearing someone bully her child. She clenched her jaw hard enough to evoke a headache.
“Oh, that little…” Kara huffed beside her, too pure to mock Sophia’s tormentor, even though she evidently wanted to give her a stern scolding. “Why is she even here? You didn’t invite her, right?”
“Hell no! I went out of my way to make sure I lost her mother’s number,” Lena hissed, affronted that Kara would even ask.
It might have been the smallest bit mean to intentionally leave Taylor out, but she wasn’t Sophia’s friend, and Lena was under no obligation to put anyone’s feelings before her daughter’s during her party.
She seethed at the sight of the girl mocking Sophia, and tensed when Andy sauntered over with a handful of apple slices. Lena assumed she was going to distribute them out, but she handed one to Taylor and then stuck her hand out to the donkey.
Andy proceeded to give Taylor a piece of apple every time she fed the donkey until the other kids started to chuckle.
“Why do you keep handing me these? I don’t want to feed the animals.” Taylor’s complaint carried across the yard, and she was oblivious to how she had set herself up for whatever Andy had planned.
“Other than that donkey, you’re the only ass here, and I figured since they like apples, you would, too.” Andy’s straight faced delivery had the younger kids howling with laughter.
Taylor flung the apples into the pen and stormed off, and Lena watched as Andy turned to Sophia and offered her a smile.
“She’s an incredible big sister,” Kara remarked with pride and a faint amount of amusement. She laced her arm through Lena’s to guide her over to one of the seats in the shade, where she poured her a tall glass of kid-friendly fruit punch with lots of ice. “I bet everyone will drive Taylor crazy by giving her apples when they head back to school.”
“One can only hope,” Lillian drawled from the next table over, and squinted at the brat that had stomped off across the yard. “If I were fifty years younger, I’d toss her in the pool myself.”
Kara laughed so hard she snorted into her drink and sprayed it across the table.
Lena absently passed her a napkin when she noticed Lucy gently guiding Alison over to where Sophia was chatting with friends. They both looked nice in their respective attire, with Lucy in black slacks and a simple white t-shirt.
Alison, on the other hand, had dressed formally like she was attending prom, and she clutched a little pink corsage that she carried to Sophia. It matched the flower pinned to her lapel.
“Now that’s just adorable. If only they stayed that sweet forever,” Sam muttered as she slid into the seat beside Lena with a new and very obvious hickey on her throat.
Lena felt the tension of Kara’s body as she craned to see where Alex was standing, and where they might have snuck off to for that to have happened in the past ten minutes.
“A little lower and that bite on your neck would be a claim,” Lena observed candidly, smiling as she arched her brow at her best friend.
Sam leaned back against the support of the lounge and reached for some of the chips on the table. “We were just discussing taking those next steps after we tell Ruby. If you’re gonna nag me about it, I’m totally going to retaliate and ask when Kara’s going to put a ring on your finger.”
Lena supposed she deserved that comment, although the subject of marriage made her tongue-tied. She blushed from her cheeks down to her neck as she peered over at Kara’s agreeable face and ignored the post-traumatic stress of her ex-wife walking towards them.
“Who invited Sophia’s nemesis to the party?” Andrea asked, inserting herself in their discussion with a mojito in hand.
“It wasn’t us,” Kara intoned while she gazed across the pool to where Lucy stood with Taylor's mom, Jenny. “Either one of the kids mentioned the party or another parent passed on that information.”
Andrea picked up on the mild accusation like a bloodhound and snapped her head in the direction of Lucy. She glared in open hostility until Lena tugged on the sleeve of her suit to make her sit down. “If I had to guess, it was Lane. She’s nothing but trouble. If her daughter so much as bruises Sophia’s ego, I’ll—”
“Lower your voice right now before anyone thinks we’re having an argument.” Lena spoke through her teeth and plastered a smile onto her face as Lucy finally spotted them and waved.
Lucy no sooner began walking over than Taylor rushed to her mother’s side to tattle on Andy making fun of her in retaliation.
“Incoming,” Sam muttered, sensing drama as Jenny pinched her lips like she was about to charge over and berate Lena.
“I’ll take the hellspawn’s mother.” Kara stood up before anyone could contest her plan to go on the defense. “Andrea should keep an eye on Taylor, and Lena can handle Lucy.” She squared her shoulders as she swaggered off to smooth things over with Jenny, and then nodded to Lucy in greeting as she passed her by.
Lena kept her gaze on her mate as Kara turned her charm up to a hundred and stuck her hand out.
The friendliness disarmed Jenny, and Lena appraised Kara with a sweeping glance as she sidled up closer to make nice.
Lena moved to stand up just as Lucy reached their table.
Lucy mistook it as friendly gesture and immediately hugged her.
“Hey, you guys really know how to throw a party. I’m a little jealous that I can’t hire you for my events. Alison couldn’t wait to get here. It was her idea to bring the corsage.”
Lucy’s cheerful demeanor did nothing to stop a derisive snort from Andrea.
As one, everyone at the table turned their eyes to Sophia as she giggled and blushed at the gift from Alison. They stood toe-to-toe, whispering and smiling while their friends patiently waited for them to join the fun.
“And was it your idea to invite that brat?” Andrea asked with an accusatory jut of her chin in Taylor’s direction. The girl made gagging sounds as Alison took Sophia’s hand, and then tried to encourage some of the others to make fun of them.
Lucy made the most of her temporary height advantage while Andrea was seated and crossed her arms to stare down at her hatefully. “Hey, no, of course I didn’t extend Alison’s invite to anyone else. My guess is Jenny found out the whole grade was invited and figured Taylor was, too. Why is that a problem?”
“She’s a bully,” Lillian stated, clipped and succinct as she motioned to Taylor walking behind Sophia to make faces at her back. “Are these the kind of friends you want Alison to keep?”
Lucy frowned at Taylor’s behavior and how fast she snapped out of it to appear innocent when Bernardo walked over to introduce himself to Alison. “No. Why didn’t you say anything that day we were discussing the kids?”
Lena spread her attention between Sophia and Kara as she spoke, and pursed her lips at the sight of Jenny flirtatiously touching Kara’s arm. “It’s not my place to dictate who you let Alison see. Besides, I was handling the situation myself. I told Sophia to keep her distance from Taylor.”
Frustration registered on Lucy’s face as she propped a hand on her hip. “How was I supposed to know Taylor acts like this? Alison has said nothing but good things about her.”
Andrea scoffed at the question and took every chance to attack her old enemy. “Weren’t you at the sameParents Weekend we attended? I guess I shouldn’t be surprised about your inability to read the situation between them. You used to be the Taylor in our lives.”
Lena knew she had to intervene before she had two conflicts on her hands — among the actual teens, and the adults who still acted like them.
She nudged her ex to warn her to lay off and sucked her teeth in agitation as she saw Jenny touch Kara again.
Those flirty little gestures were hard to stomach since Jenny started walking towards their pool and Kara followed along after her. From lip-reading alone, she realized that Jenny wanted to hire Kara’s services.
On the one hand, she felt pride in her mate for gaining another customer, and on the other, she wanted to break up the conversation between them.
Lena glanced at her ex with cool, narrowed eyes and leaned in to conspire with her. “Andrea, why don’t you use your evil powers for good for once? Maybe you can use your charms to get Jenny on your good side, and then she might just listen if you mention Sophia’s problems with Taylor.”
The outlandish idea might just work if Andrea played her part well enough, and Lena could see that her ex was more than a little flattered that she would call on her for help.
“If I do that, what else do I get out of it?” Andrea bargained, peering upward through her lashes at Lucy, who merely rolled her eyes back at her.
“What do you want, Andrea? Isn’t our daughter’s happiness enough for you?” Lena gave her ex a gentle smack on the arm just to get her moving, then leaned back in her lounge as Andrea went off to do her bidding.
Her diabolical plot could actually work since Jenny’s reaction was to blush and turn towards her ex-wife.
Kara finally excused herself with a look of relief on her features and made a rush for Lena as she silently mouthed thank you. For all of her bravado about tackling the situation head on, she obviously hadn’t anticipated that Jenny would be such a flirt.
The memory of the woman’s hands on Kara still soured Lena’s expression, and though she had no right or reason to take it out on her mate, she did.
Not by any physical means or sarcastic remarks.
Lena chose her punishment wisely and used her claim pheromones to have Kara come to her like an omega.
It was an act of territorial power, undetectable by anyone else, and Lena tried not to draw attention to herself as Kara tripped over her own feet.
Kara’s strangled gasp had nothing to do with the near fall—not that anyone would know that when she steadied herself on the table and sank into the seat beside Lena with pinched lips to silence a possible groan.
Lena showed no mercy and dropped her hand onto Kara’s thigh out of sight just to grip near the concealed bulge in her pants.
The possessive touch was all she needed to convey her unfounded jealousy, yet she took it further by running her pinky over the solid circumference of Kara’s trapped tip.
“I know that look,” Lucy laughed and missed the abject horror that flashed in Kara’s eyes when they widened. “Jenny can be a bit over the top but I think she’s just lonely. It’s why she hits on any alpha she sees.”
The snide comment was in reference to the way Jenny was fawning over Andrea and laughing loudly at everything she said.
Lena didn’t care how Andrea handled things, whether by flirting or fucking the woman, so long as the outcome benefitted their daughter.
Kara let out a strained noise of agreement amid an onslaught of Lena’s claim pheromones.
They had never pulled at any of the invisible strings that tied them together outside of the bedroom, at least until now, and Lena liked the strong physical reaction that her behavior elicited.
“I don’t take kindly to any omega who touches my alpha,” Lena declared too softly for someone who was doing her worst with her pheromones on purpose. “Did she really need to put her hands all over Kara?”
Kara began to shake her head, although even that required too much effort with Lena tantalizing her senses and putting them in seductive overload. She would have to extract herself from polite conversation, and yet a single push from Lena’s side might throw her into rut.
Lena waited another minute before loosening her chokehold and leaned back, all smiles and sweetness as she kissed Kara’s cheek.
No one had any idea of what was happening except for the two of them, and she looked Kara in the eyes to ensure she had done no harm with her choices. It piqued her interest to see a lucid brilliance of enjoyment where a cloudy haze had been before.
“Kara, help me grab some snacks in the kitchen?” Lena requested, puckering her lips together with a curiosity to probe that deeper.
It might not have been polite to excuse themselves for a second time in the middle of a party they were hosting, but they did have a bunch of snacks that she needed to put out before the catering company set up dinner later.
They didn’t raise any suspicions as they headed indoors, and Kara managed to walk without too much stiffness.
Lena remained silent while she walked to the pantry and used the coquettish flutter of her lashes to bring Kara to her side.
She waited for her mate to make a grab for the bags of chips on the top shelf and then turned to cup the tremendous bulge in her jeans.
Lena’s grasp was gentle but firm, and she held onto Kara with a calculated squint up at the alpha, who choked on a moan.
“Normally I would take care of this immediately,” Lena lilted, extending her claim pheromones with experimental ease to see how Kara stiffened all over. “I could have you stand right here while I kneel inside the pantry and blow you so hard that you would come within a minute, but I’m not going to do that. Do you know why?”
“Punishment for all the times Jenny touched me during that conversation?” Kara hazarded a guess with an apologetic lift of her shoulders and earnest, searching eyes that conveyed sincerity.
“No,” Lena quietly insisted as she methodically ran her thumb over Kara’s cock to keep her insufferably aroused. “My initial reaction was admittedly unfair, but I realized during my jealousy that you seemed to enjoy being kept on a short leash. Am I wrong in that assumption?”
Kara shook her head and tucked her lips between her teeth to stifle a moan until Lena loosened her grip enough for her to breathe. “You know you’re not, but if you need to hear it, then let me be specific. I love that I belong to you, and that you remind me I’m yours, Lena.”
“Good. To be clear, what I did was wrong.” Lena took full accountability for her actions, yet kept Kara cradled in her palm as she spoke. She wouldn’t make excuses for her behavior because there were none. Hormonal or not, she had crossed a line by failing to communicate first, and it was important that she owned that. “We’ve never discussed using our claims outside of our consensual bedroom fun. I should have asked you first if you were okay with that and ensured you were comfortable. I’m sorry that I didn’t.”
Kara deserved better than knee-jerk reactions, even if they turned out to be exciting for them both.
A lot of claimed omegas were subjected to the very real power imbalance in the relationship whenever their mates disagreed with them, and pulling rank through claim pheromones was the most preferred method for alphas handling those discrepancies. She trusted Kara to never abuse that power, and it was imperative that she made sure her mate felt the same safety.
In spite of the lust that gripped Kara as surely as Lena’s fingers, there was clarity in her eyes as she leaned forward to stroke Lena’s cheek.
“Apology accepted, and I appreciate that you wanted to check in with me. That’s very sweet of you, and I love you all the more for it.”
“I love you, too,” Lena expressed with a smile, and tipped her head back for Kara to kiss reverently at her claims. She curled her fingers a little tighter on Kara’s concealed cock and waited for her mate to meet her eyes before continuing. “I’m formally requesting permission to dabble with my claim pheromones now and in the future, no matter where we are, unless you’ve expressly stated you don’t want it beforehand.”
“I totally consent to any and all of your dastardly plans to keep me on edge,” Kara laughed, too trusting and eager for her own good. She didn’t sense the trouble that was about to befall her.
Lena’s smirk formed a wicked curve of her lips, and she snatched the chips out of Kara’s hands to set them aside on the kitchen island. “In that case, follow me upstairs for a moment. There’s a particular gift I’d like to give you.”
The sexual seduction of her pheromones promised something filthy and gratifying, though Lena refused to elaborate as she walked off.
It was empowering to detect Kara’s anticipation as she led her upstairs, and even more of a rush when she took on an air of authority that Kara immediately responded to in her.
“Drop your pants and put this on for me,” Lena dictated as she retrieved a small gift wrapped box that she had tucked away in her closet out of sight.
“What is it?” Kara asked, already in the process of freeing her cock when Lena handed it over. She ripped into the paper, and peered down at the device with a perplexed expression that finally settled on Lena.
“It’s a special sheath that slips over your cock to make sure you behave yourself,” Lena intoned, taking the firm silicone to slide it over Kara’s impressively thick tip.
Kara’s length seemed too big to ever be contained, and it took persistent and careful pressure to gradually make it fit.
“It means you can’t touch yourself unless I allow it, and the only stimulation you’ll get is in the form of vibrations whenever I turn it on.”
Kara hissed at the pleasurable discomfort of her length being forced into a more compact size, and made a soft noise close to a whimper as Lena secured it around her base with the locking mechanism. “God, you’re so hot when you’re wicked. Does it turn you on to treat my cock like your property?”
The fancy sleeving device was something Lena picked up when she purchased a strap-on, which she still hadn’t used yet. It had been an impulsive buy, but one that she considered thoroughly as a means of topping Kara.
“That implies that it isn’t.” Lena narrowed her eyes playfully and switched on the vibrations just to give Kara a taste. “This remote stays with me. If you’re good, I’ll take this off you tonight, and if you like it, we can play with it again later.”
“Oh, I’m so into it. Consider that our plan for tonight.”
Kara zipped herself up, and then they both took some time to cool down, wash up and breathe before carrying out the bags of chips and covered snack trays.
They couldn’t exactly lock themselves in the house away from their guests, though Lena knew that Sophia wouldn’t want all of the parents hanging around, either. Some of them had already left, while others lingered on the lounges drinking mocktails.
The teens had wandered off to the pool house, and the animal keepers began packing up the petting zoo. Bernardo entertained Natty with colorful sidewalk chalk in the driveway, and Lillian pulled a patio chair out front to watch them.
All of the adults would take turns chaperoning the teens, and it seemed like Alex had volunteered for the first shift, because she was hanging out with Ruby and some other kids on the other side of the pool.
Meanwhile, Sam sunned herself and watched her family from afar as she sipped lemonade.
Andrea stood at their outdoor bar, mixing and pouring a fragrantly sweet cocktail for Jenny, who was already staring up at her with a pathetically enamored smile on her face.
Lena slipped back into her chair with the satisfaction that she at least wouldn’t have to deal with the other omega vying for Kara’s attention during the rest of the party.
She felt relaxed for all of five seconds, until Kara arranged some snacks on the adults’ table and Jenny went from acting flirtatiously smitten with Andrea to outright horny in the presence of them both.
Jenny’s pheromones were like the artificially strong scent of too much air freshener, and somehow they saturated the breeze in the five-foot radius around her. “It must be really nice having two alphas to wait on you hand-and-foot all of the time.”
Lena realized that Jenny’s little comment was directed her way, even though the omega didn’t even show her the courtesy of turning around.
“It is nice, but that’s the small price they pay for the fact that I’ve given them both children.”
It hadn’t been entirely necessary to say that, but Jenny’s blatant lusting was getting to her, and she regretted sending in Andrea the moment it felt like a bizarre competition.
Andrea snorted, poured another fruity drink, and handed it over to Kara, who brought it to Lena’s side. “Speaking of our kids, we’ve noticed a few tensions between Taylor and Sophia.”
Kara perked up at the diplomatic transition in the conversation and piped up to help out. “They’re both at that age where they want to impress other people, and it seems like they’re both interested in the same alpha.”
Lucy had been munching on the snacks and casually scrolling through her phone in between interacting with others. She looked up at the mention of her kid and ran her fingers through the soft curl of her hair. “Kara’s talking about Alison. As I understand it, there was a bit of a love triangle between them, but no more serious than who sits with who at lunch. Alison recently picked Sophia, though she still considers Taylor a very close friend.”
“My daughter can’t help but feel slighted by that,” Jenny intoned in a way that was fault-finding and much too smug. “After all, she sees the love and loyalty that exists between me and her sire, and she looks to that as an example for all of her relationships.”
Lucy nearly splashed herself with her drink in confusion. “Wait, you have a mate? I thought you were single.”
The gall of Jenny talking about loyalty while openly ogling Kara’s dick was more than Lena could bear.
She made a quick shift and tugged Kara closer by the back of her belt loops so she was in no way blocking Jenny from view.
“You’re always alone at every parent event, so I also assumed that was the case,” Lena added, lifting her brow in probing curiosity that was hostile.
“Oh, yes, I’m mated and married. We’ve been together for more than fifteen years, but Taylor’s sire works long hours.” Jenny whipped out her phone to pull up a family photo with an alpha who looked as petite as a beta, and possessed an unfortunate, scrunched-up turtle neck.
The alpha of the family also stood at the back of the photo, though he would have been better positioned in the front next to the kids.
“Whoa, is that the guy from that 1800 lawyer commercial?” Sam goodnaturedly snatched the phone to zoom-in extra close on the amphibian of a man. “I like the way he always pushes up his glasses at the end of his speech.”
“Yes, he’s very successful and works so hard to provide for us. That’s why he puts in such long hours at the firm.” Jenny grabbed her phone out of Sam’s hand with a smile so fake it made her eyelashes look real.
Lena doubted that was the reason Jenny’s husband was never around, and she side-eyed Sam as her friend sputtered on her drink as though coming to the same conclusion.
“I can’t imagine work ever being more important than being by a beautiful omega’s side. What kind of alpha wouldn’t want to show you off?” Andrea asked, purposefully laying it on thick in an effort to sway the conversation back into her favor.
Lucy shared an amused look with Lena that said Andrea was full of shit, but she backed her up in the next breath just to form a tentative, united front against Jenny. “Especially with kids involved at such an impressionable age. I’d rather my income take a hit than Alison ever think she wasn’t my top priority.”
Jenny’s smile was on the verge of becoming deranged when it broadened to show off her tight white rows of teeth. She blinked rapidly, not out of rising emotion so much as barely restrained irritation at the cutting remarks.
“It must be hard on you, dealing with all of this yourself.” Kara’s gentle and compassionate approach would have worked on anyone sane.
“Maybe for someone else.” Jenny’s acerbic tone and flirtatious pheromones were both noxious and cloying. She fluffed her hair with the kind of attitude that said she saw herself as a trophy wife, and sneered over at Lena. “I adore my children, and Taylor is just as precious as I was at her age. She doesn’t need to be coddled by her sire to know she’s special. She’s a bit more mature than your Sophia and most of the other omegas in her class.”
If Lena wasn’t heavily pregnant, she would have climbed off the lounge just to deck the bitch.
Sam instinctively held her hand out to stop her, while Kara, Andrea and Lucy all took a step toward Jenny to shield Lena from view.
“I think we’re all in agreement when I say it’s not coddling your daughter needs. It’s discipline,” Andrea stated, so cool and calm that it almost sounded friendly.
“Nobody expects kids to get along all the time, but Taylor’s behavior towards Sophia hasn’t been nice, and we’d like it to stop,” Kara emphasized, with the same polite firmness she often showed towards people she disagreed with in the past.
“I’d hate for Alison to lose one of her friends over jealousy,” Lucy added, choosing which side she stood on before Jenny tried to rope her into defending Taylor.
The entire confrontation was about to turn into a full blown argument with the way Jenny’s nostrils flared. She scoffed wordlessly, gearing herself up to unleash whatever thoughts were in her head, but she didn’t get a chance when Sophia let out a shriek.
The kids were taking turns trying to whack the pinata, and Taylor stood giggling with the bat while Sophia clutched her side.
“It was an accident! It’s not my fault you're shaped like the pinata,” Taylor mocked without any remorse.
“You didn’t even close your eyes!” Ruby accused and grabbed the bat from Taylor before she tried to use it again.
“Yes I did!” Taylor screeched and swung her head to appeal to the other kids in her grade. “Nobody listen to Ruby! She doesn’t even have a sire!”
“Yes I do!” Ruby yelled back and threw her hand out to point to Alex, who was already checking Sophia over. “She’s right here.”
The innocence and conviction of Ruby’s statement brought tears to Alex’s eyes, and even from across the yard, Lena could smell the pride wafting off her.
Lena was the last one to reach the kids due to Kara and Andrea running off ahead.
“Get your daughter under control,” Andrea snarled, happy to be flanked by Kara and her muscular bulk as she got in Jenny’s face. Some of the other parents herded around them, and in the midst of the ensuing shouting, Taylor ran off.
“Taylor would never hurt someone intentionally,” Jenny ranted, so accustomed to turning a blind eye to Taylor’s bullying that she almost missed her daughter running back over to Sophia with a cup in her hands.
“Kara–” Lena gasped, directing her mate to the disaster unfolding before them.
Time seemed to slow down as Taylor flung her arm out with the intent to ruin Sophia’s beautiful dress, but the liquid never managed to splash it.
Andy stepped in front of her sister to take the hit herself.
Taylor’s fury at being thwarted turned into a scream as Alison barrelled forward to shove her straight into the pool. The girl went toppling in, and Alison postured protectively by pacing in front of Sophia.
“I think it’s time for you and your daughter to go,” Lena announced loudly enough for everyone around them to hear.
After Taylor's public meltdown, Jenny couldn’t defend her daughter or save face without making herself look bad in the process.
Taylor emerged dripping from the water, and Jenny gathered her daughter in a towel to escort her out to the front of the house. It was only afterward that she double-backed on Lena to get in her face.
“Just so we’re clear, it was your daughter who started all of this months ago, not mine. You should care more about peaceful conflict resolution, and instead you just humiliated her and kicked her out in front of her whole class. I won’t forget this.” Jenny hurried off once she had the last say, and didn’t bother latching the gate behind her.
The dramatic interaction made Lena feel simultaneously old and tired, but also oddly youthful because of how people didn’t change.
Sometimes it seemed that all of the grown adults in her life were just children with more responsibilities. She glanced at her mother who was covered from her hands to her sleeves in pink chalk.
Lillian wiped herself off as she came into the yard to indiscreetly high-five Alison and help Andy with cleaning herself up.
Kara hurried over to check on Lena the minute she was certain Sophia could go back to enjoying her party. “Hey, are you okay? What did Jenny say to you before leaving?”
“She basically called me terrible for kicking her daughter out, but I’m not going to put up with anyone treating Sophia badly on a day that is supposed to be special for her. Maybe I let myself slip into mama bear mode. I don’t regret it.” Lena remembered her own party in celebration of presenting as an omega and glanced towards her daughter with the concern that her day would be ruined.
“You did the right thing,” Kara assured her, both with protective pheromones and words alike. “I wanted to do the same even before Taylor charged at Sophia with that drink.”
Sophia stood among her friends, smiling and free to focus on her happiness. She finally seemed at peace with herself, and that eased all of Lena’s worries.
With a whole crowd of people around, Lena didn’t assume she would get to talk to Sophia until later, but she realized her daughter was stepping in her direction a second later.
Sophia came up to her and enfolded her in a hug that was fleeting, yet still reminded Lena of earlier days when her middle child wanted affection all of the time.
“Thanks mom,” Sophia whispered, and then ran off to Alison and the rest of her friends, who were still taking turns at the pinata under Bernardo’s supervision.
Lena’s chest rose with emotion that she tried to contain, and she turned instinctively to burrow herself into Kara’s arms before tears threatened to fall. She nosed into her mate’s neck to huff at Kara’s pheromones and pressed a kiss to her tanned skin.
It was innocent enough at first, sweet and gentle and entirely appropriate for where they were, even if Lena’s next impulse was to sink her teeth into Kara.
The nip was playful, and the quiet sound that Kara made in return would tide Lena over until they could be alone that night.
“I’m grateful for the way you handled yourself with Jenny.” Lena took the smallest step back just to smooth her hands over Kara’s shoulders. There were no creases to uncrumple, but the gentle touch provided Lena with the opportunity to soothe and collect herself while she was so hormonal. “You waited for Andrea to bring up the conflict first, and then you posed as a united front. You definitely earned yourself some brownie points for allowing her the chance to step up when we both know you could have taken care of it yourself.”
“Lucy also kind of helped with all of that.” Kara’s statement held notes of tension that dissipated as she smiled down at Lena. “We’re lucky your friendship means more to her than Jenny’s.”
“Well, that and our kids are dating,” Lena intoned before Kara got the wrong idea. “In these situations, solidarity is important.”
She didn’t detect any jealousy in her mate, but it was better to be clear than to leave any doubt.
“Did you see how fast Alison moved to shove Taylor into the pool? I’m still surprised by that. I didn’t see the attack coming. Andy did, though. She didn’t even hesitate to save Sophia’s dress.” Kara’s pride permeated the air around her, and her entire stance shifted with it. She propped her fists on her hips, and raised her chin to catch Andy’s eye and give her a nod of approval.
Andy’s grin was bashful, but Lena could see how happy the acknowledgement made their eldest. She straightened to her full height, and shadowed her sister from a respectful distance until Sophia waved her over and encouraged her to whack the pinata.
“What is it with you alphas and your over dramatic displays of loyalty and affection?” Lena’s narrowed eyes and open-mouthed expression was designed to tease Kara, though her flirtation was cut short by the revolting scent of anger.
Lena heard a growl before she caught sight of the culprit, and by the then, Kara had already stepped around her protectively to block her from Clark Kent himself.
He looked sunburnt from rage, all blotchy and red as he bared his teeth and charged straight for his cousin.
Guests murmured and stepped aside, and those who didn’t, he unceremoniously moved out of his way.
“I don’t recall ordering a clown,” Lillian muttered from the side lines with a shrewd and pinched-lipped expression.
“Who gave you the right to interfere in my life?” Clark snarled the moment he drew near, and then faltered when Kara didn’t shy away from his aggression.
“Your life? I’m not the one crashing a kid’s party.” Kara released a wave of fury that superseded her tone and pushed into Clark’s personal space to make him feel small for once. “In fact, last I checked, I’d never stepped foot on your goddamn doorstep once. And yet here you are on mine. Again.”
“So this is what? Revenge?” Clark’s laughter verged on hysterical, and then his face shifted to something cold and sinister.
“You think you can hurt me?” Clark sneered, and then tried to tower above Kara just to glare down at her hatefully. His smile was unhinged, and his perfect white teeth snapped around each word as he threatened, “I won’t let you destroy my reputation.”
“You did that yourself the moment you lied and treated me like some dirty little secret,” Kara roared back, no longer meek in his presence like the first time he had shown up. She refused to shrink even an inch while guests and their children recorded their interactions on their cell phones. “I’m not a child anymore, Clark. You can’t make me disappear just because you wish I would.”
“Hey Soundbyte, what the hell are you doing here?” Lucy asked with a confused but alarmed chuckle that gave away how uncomfortable she felt just from spotting Clark. “Lois said you guys were out of town.”
Clark’s disdain colored his complexion and the muscles in his jaw hardened like marble as he clenched his teeth and jabbed his finger into Kara’s sternum. “Were you in on this, Lucy? Is that why you’ve been trying to buddy up to Lois, even though she can’t stand you?”
“In on what?” Lucy pressed and dragged her gaze over Clark like she saw every flaw his tailored suit tried to hide. “You sound nuts right now. How do you even know Kara?”
“Wait, Lois is your sister?” Kara blinked at that information and cast a bewildered glance toward Lena to confirm that she had no idea that Lucy was connected to her cousin in any way.
“Unfortunately. Why? How do you know her?” Lucy crossed her arms to make it clear she wasn’t about to walk away without some answers. She angled herself towards Kara, despite the way Clark shook with rage.
“Lois called me when I was a kid right after I sent my cousin a card to congratulate him for getting engaged. She made it clear I wasn’t part of the family. Right, Clark?” Kara never took her eyes off of Clark as she answered, and she advanced on him like she was prepared to knock him on his ass if he didn’t leave.
“You said you didn’t have family,” Lucy bitterly spat. The realization that she, too, had been left in the dark about certain details clouded her eyes, and she scoffed at the indignant way Clark tried to posture.
“And I’m sure once the news breaks, he won’t have any fans, either.” Kara’s snide remark could have had volatile consequences if not for the way several people crowded around her to record Clark’s reaction.
The sight of phones and cameras flashing repelled him faster than any threat of violence would have. He choked down a growl in case it went viral and left before Kara bodily removed him in front of everyone.
“Jesus, I never liked him before, but wow, what a piece of shit.” Lucy clapped Kara on the arm in commiseration and walked off to give her some space.
Kara’s laugh came out as a short and sharp exhalation that died the moment she bit her lip to stop it from trembling. She didn’t have to call for comfort, because Lena was already there, wrapping Kara up in her arms.
“I’m so proud of you,” Lena whispered, and nuzzled into Kara’s jaw to scent her in calming pheromones.
“I can’t believe his audacity to just show up here like that.” Kara’s voice shook with emotion, and she tightened her grip on Lena until her breaths finally evened out into something calmer.
How could Lena possibly say that she expected something far worse, like a potential lawsuit claiming Kara’s story was all libel?
Lena prioritized soothing Kara instead of catastrophizing different scenarios in her head.
“We’ll take this one day at a time. The important thing is that you shared your truth with the world.” Lena still had to process the strange connections between Kara’s family and her friend from boarding school.
The Lanes were a wealthy, media-forward family, and Lena wished she had made the connection sooner, but she knew very little about Lois Lane and certainly not enough to connect her to Clark.
The party continued on in the background in large part due to Andy, who grabbed her guitar and turned on the outdoor speaker system to entertain the guests.
Natty ran in to dance with the big kids, and the rest of the evening was deafening. The one benefit to having that kind of volume was that it drowned out the noise of the hyper teens.
Later, Lillian surreptitiously approached her while Kara was off spinning Natty around on the lawn.
“If I can in any way offer assistance with your Clark problem, please let me know.” Lillian sneered in a fierce way, which made her look a lot tougher and less like anyone’s grandmother.
“Like if he sues us? I’m prepared for that and all of the slander that could come from the article that Kara just published in CatCo, which explained the truth about their relationship. Also, before I forget, was it really appropriate for you to high-five Alison for shoving Taylor in the pool? An eye for eye isn’t our parenting policy around here.”
Lena squinted as her mother’s narrowed-eyed fury melted into something rounder and blameless.
“I’m not the parent in this situation, and Alison isn’t my blood relation. Besides, as an older person, I’m not obligated to be politically correct. That girl Taylor is a little shit, and she hit my granddaughter very hard with a bat. Sophia is going to have bruises. Sometimes kids have to deal with their bullies by giving them a taste of their own medicine.”
“I’m with her on this,” Bernardo agreed, popping up from the snack table with a plate full of meats and cheese. “Take it from us. We have more life experience. Today, justice was served here. To more than one person.”
Lena couldn’t deny that, and she softened at the sight of all three of her kids, laughing and celebrating together. In a lot of ways, they were lucky to be surrounded by the kind of loving and protective family that not everyone had.
Not for the first time, her mind drifted to Kara and all she endured without a family in her life. Despite those difficulties, Kara was still a warm, selfless and caring alpha.
While the guests began to bow out with their yawning children, Kara and Alex took the lead in cleaning up the yard.
Lillian stepped in to shoo them away, citing that she had hired a cleaning crew that would take care of it all.
“You’d be out here all night. Your time would be better spent getting all of the girls ready to come home with me.” Lillian paused at the confused furrow of Kara’s brows and smirked at Lena from where she lounged by the pool with Sam. “After all of today’s excitement, I thought you might enjoy a quiet evening. Ruby can join us, too.”
“As long as the girls are happy with that plan, I won’t say no to that,” Kara laughed, and then headed off to pack Natty’s bag while Sophia and Andy went inside to get their things.
Lena waited all of two minutes to ensure her mate was by herself to click on the device that was locked around Kara’s cock. She thumbed through the settings, increasing the power only to turn it off once she hit the highest vibration.
That little hint to hurry up worked wonders.
Kara reappeared with Natty’s bag moments later, and Lena blinked coquettishly at her mate, who blushed from more than rushing around.
Alex and Sam were the next to depart, with no desire to a waste a minute of their free time.
Kara waited for her sister to walk off before excusing herself with a lie about running Lena a bath.
Lena said goodnight to the girls and their grandparents with a finger still resting against the remote in her palm.
Andrea surprised her by throwing up a hand to wave goodnight as she escorted Bernardo out to the driveway, and then latched the gate behind them.
Once they were truly alone, Lena turned the device back on, and took her time strolling into the kitchen.
Kara wasn’t waiting on the first floor for her, and Lena smirked as she chose to turn up the settings as she ascended the stairs.
She left it around the midpoint—enough to arouse Kara and leave her delectably uncomfortable, since she couldn’t get hard because of the small sheath.
“I expected to see you downstairs, but you couldn’t wait, could you?” Lena lilted, pleased to find Kara standing by the bed with an adorably pink flush to her cheeks. “Were you trying to take it off?”
“I would never,” Kara groaned, her hands behind her back as if she anticipated that Lena would want to inspect the torment she delivered. The front of her jeans gave nothing away, and her abs tensed as Lena clicked to the next level of intensity.
“Because you’re a good alpha that knows her place?” Lena teased, all wicked smiles and raised eyebrows as she came closer to cup the front of Kara’s pants.
The silent hum of the toy tickled Lena’s palm, and she rubbed into it, forcing it harder against Kara’s knot-base.
The moan it elicited sounded almost pained, and Lena admired her mate before she began to strip Kara out of her clothes. Shirt first, so she could trail her nails across the buttons and ease the fabric from Kara’s muscular frame, then take care of her jeans and boxers.
It was fascinating to see the effect of the toy on Kara—how eager she was to play the obedient mate while Lena held all the power in her hand.
She increased the vibrations now that Kara was naked, and enjoyed the way her thighs tensed and jumped.
“You’re dripping already and I haven’t even freed you yet.” Lena’s smoky tone sounded accusatory with the rasp of lust behind it. She raised a single eyebrow to test the waters of how responsive Kara would be to her dominance, and unfurled her claim pheromones to assert herself as the one in control. “Perhaps you don’t require my touch.”
“No, I do,” Kara argued with a genuine glimmer of panic in her eyes, but she didn’t beg to be released. “I need that. I need you, Lena.”
They were playing a game that Lena so often reveled in, and she could already feel the hedonistic pull of power.
She didn’t have to strip to know she was slippery between the thighs, but she took immense pleasure in doing it anyway. She could feel Kara’s eyes on her, scoring across her skin the way her hands wished they could, hot and unrelenting.
“You need me, but you can’t have me. Yet,” Lena articulated as she grabbed the chair from her vanity to sit bare-assed on it.
She parted her thighs to give Kara an unobstructed view of her pussy, and teased a single finger between the divide of her lips. “What are you going to do for six weeks after I’ve had our pup? You can’t be inside of me, can you?”
They had talked about that extensively. It was one of the reasons why they filmed themselves having sex while on vacation, so that Kara would have all the inspiration she needed to take matters into her own hands.
“You’re worth the wait,” Kara uttered, thoroughly distracted by the way Lena caressed the blushing heat of her pussy inside.
“Am I now?” Lena smirked as she swirled her fingertip up and over her clit just to make herself breathy and her scent stronger. “You should be careful with what you say, Kara. I could keep your cock locked away so I’m the only one that gets to play with it.”
That warning caused Kara’s cock to jerk, and the movement brought a deep and bashful stain to the alpha’s cheekbones.
“You would like that, wouldn’t you, Kara? To give your cock exclusively to me?” Lena modulated her tone to the softest, most flirtatious whisper, and blinked her lashes as she gripped her trapped prize in one hand.
“Well, it’s already yours,” Kara replied in a strained voice, desperate to be touched and simultaneously all out of self-restraint. She slipped her hand onto the sleeve to get it off, and only paused as Lena tsked.
“If it’s mine, then I get to be the one who decides when to take it out,” Lena dictated as she amped up the vibrations just the smallest amount to ensure they were pleasurable. “This definitely isn’t the same as being inside my warm little cunt, but it might be a temporary solution.”
She waited until the confined encasement was too much—until the bliss tipped over from sensual to unbearable.
Then she unsheathed Kara’s cock slowly, and with just a couple of methodical pulls, the shaft was already stiff and plumping with a knot.
The swelling increased to form one of the girthiest lengths she had ever handled. Even a moderate amount of attention helped to add inches to the diameter.
“Is this a demonstration of how much you need to be inside of me?” Lena could just encompass the thickness with both of her hands while maximally stretching her fingers to the task.
“It’s a statement that every inch of me belongs to you,” Kara stressed and rocked onto her tiptoes to try and force her length through Lena’s tight grip. She barely managed to slide two inches through Lena’s clasped hands when another translucent drip poured from the tip.
Lena smirked at the silky essence and rolled her palm over the wide glans to gather it up. She pumped her fist over her mate’s length and then used her claim pheromones to back Kara onto the bed with a domineering smile.
“Do you know what the Amazon position is?” Lena asked with a curious glance at Kara’s enthralled face.
No flicker of recognition appeared in those glazed eyes, and Lena tried to contain her own excitement at sharing another first with Kara.
Lena dragged her nails coyly up the inside of Kara’s thighs and pushed her legs out of the way with a look that demanded her mate to take hold of her own ankles. “It’s when an alpha lies on their back with their knees pressed to their chest like an omega, so their partner can fuck them from above.”
It was, by all accounts, a very prone and submissive position for anyone to be in, but there was something erotic in witnessing a powerful alpha like Kara maintain it. There would be no topping from the bottom for Kara, no way to pump her hips upward with Lena’s weight bearing down on her and keeping her spread out.
The titillating realization brought out a side of Lena she never would have known existed if she had still been married, and she owed it to Kara to show her appreciation.
“Should we experiment with it tonight, Kara?” Lena’s sultry whisper was every bit as light as her touch. She stroked along Kara’s inner thighs until her mate whimpered and twitched, and then traced the swollen base of her knot to jerk it gently. “Do you think you can last if I fucked you like that, or would you lose it and leave me messy before I allowed you to come?”
“I know nothing is more undoing than your pussy, but that shouldn’t stop you from testing my limits.” Kara’s mischievous grin said she couldn’t wait to be ruined, and she craned her neck to watch Lena climb onto the bed.
The temptation to kiss Kara almost broke Lena’s dominant act.
She reached forward to scrape her fingers over the claim on Kara’s shoulder to stay in a feral mindset and released a fresh wave of claim pheromones to keep Kara rock hard and ready.
“You’re going to submit every drop of seed you have, but not before I tell you to, or there will be repercussions. Do you understand?” Lena didn’t specify what kind as she planted her feet on either side of Kara and crouched down to take hold of her cock.
It was almost like mounting the alpha in reverse, and Lena moaned as she opened her cunt with the broad tip and then dropped down onto it.
She gave Kara no time to get acclimated to the tight grip of her pussy, and took hold of the alpha’s legs for leverage as she thrust downward at a remarkable speed.
“Yes,” Kara gasped, her strong shoulders pressing into the bed as her back tried to arch from the sudden, intense pleasure. “Yes, Lenahh–”
“Good alpha.” Lena cooed, and reached out to clasp Kara’s jaw while she rocked to stuff her pussy to an aching degree. “Now look me in the eye while I fuck you. I want you to remember this moment, Kara, when I owned you completely.”
The salacious request combined with the vigorous slam of Lena’s hips to take Kara to the hilt produced the sweetest sound from her mate’s throat. Lena wanted to hear it again, to sear it to memory as she clenched intentionally and sped up just to watch Kara’s face contort in a moan.
“It’s true, you do own me, you—” Kara’s mouth hung open, and her entire body shook with the perpetual, unrelenting undulations that simulated taking the pounding for once. She dug her nails into her own ankles as trembles quaked through her thighs and groaned at Lena’s dedication. “Fuck, baby, your pussy feels so good.”
Kara’s shaft bulked to the point it was a strain to take, but Lena’s bouncing helped along with all of the fragrant slick between her thighs. She rode with an imperious strategy to keep Kara pinned down and fill herself.
“You better moan louder than that if you want this to continue,” Lena taunted, her throat quivering from the pleasure of seeing Kara’s glazed eyes trying to remain focused on her face.
She showed no mercy and moved the mattress with the power of her lunges, filling herself excessively to cover Kara in her juices. “Is this where you belong? Serving me on your back so I can take whatever I want without you getting the chance to rut into my pretty cunt?”
Her priorities shifted between sliding up and down on Kara’s cock, and occasionally reaching down to massage her knot.
The massive base heated her palm as she gave it a thorough stroking and stared down at the dazed and dreamy look of euphoria on Kara’s face.
“You’re sexy when you put me in my place.” Kara was serious. She stared up at Lena with infatuation and dared to drop her hands from her ankles to clasp the back of Lena’s thighs in encouragement. “Ride me faster, please, I want to feel claimed.”
The begging changed everything, and the rough grip of Kara’s fingers trying to hold onto her only drove Lena’s hips down harder.
Kara was unquestionably hers, and Lena made sure of that by snaring the alpha in her claim pheromones.
Kara shuddered as she inhaled them, gasping greedily to take in more even as her cock throbbed and her ass lifted in offering to give Lena everything she had.
“You behave so beautifully beneath me,” Lena praised, and dragged her teeth across her bottom lip.
She moaned from the sensation of Kara’s base striking her clit on every downward undulation as she worked her cunt with intentional clenches.
Kara couldn’t buck or move her hips to gain gratification, though from all of her moaning, she was definitely close. Lena saw the way her mate’s toes curled and how the tendons in her neck pulled to the surface as she tried to rock upward.
Lena slipped her hand loosely around Kara’s throat. It was an impulsive and dominant reaction that surprised them both.
Lena growled as she tightened her grip on her mate’s neck and groaned at the sudden sensation of Kara’s hot seed splashing against her cervix.
The total submission got Lena off, and she leaned across Kara to bite and suck at her lips as she climaxed.
She was on her back and flush against the sheets before the spasm in her cunt stopped. Lena threw her head back for the searing heat of Kara’s mouth on her claims, and whimpered as the alpha pinned her hands above her head.
“My turn,” Kara huffed against her throat, so wound up and desperate that she didn’t allow either of them to recover.
Lena welcomed the ravishing with an airy cadence that riled Kara’s alpha into giving it to her as good as she had just gotten it.
The rapid penetration spread her tender walls, and Lena keened at the forceful slap of the knot against her pussy. She knew Kara would make her take it and stuff her full, even though it seemed too swollen.
“I’ll let you be in charge some of the time, but your pussy needs an alpha to satisfy it, and that’s my job.” Kara proved her point by running two fingers over Lena’s clit at an incredible speed, and sank even deeper than before.
The slick sound of being thoroughly railed brought warmth to Lena’s cheeks, and she clung onto Kara’s broad shoulders to take the pounding.
She would have whispered filthy things if her breaths weren’t so ragged, but all that came out was a strangled cry while Kara wrapped her lips around her nipple and sucked the aching bud.
Everything clenched from the stimulation, and the white-hot sensation of bliss flooded Lena’s system as Kara finally bottomed out. She panted into Kara’s ear—soft puffs of breath that carried her pleasure as the knot lodged within her.
They were both moaning from the rapturous pulsations that pooled creamy seed right against her cervix.
“If this is how you thank me for topping you, it might become a regular occurrence,” Lena managed to rasp once she came back to herself and found Kara smiling at her glazed expression.
“You were this close to putting me in rut with your claim pheromones,” Kara laughed as she brought her thumb and index finger so close together that there was practically no space between them. “I’m kind of tempted to let you try that the next time you get the urge to have your way with me.”
“Oh, consider it done. I’ll have you so hard, you’ll be begging to let me mount you again,” Lena murmured through a grin, and nosed into Kara’s neck just to bite at her with a playful growl.
If not for the sound of text coming through to her phone, they would have probably continued to tease one another while blissfully knotted.
Lena’s mind immediately went to the drama with Jenny. She frowned as she stretched across the bed to grab her phone, and was filled with instant dread as Andrea’s message popped on screen.
Hey, can you pick Andy up from school on Monday? I won’t be available. Clark invited me onto his show.