L.E.S.B. - Chapter 2

Chapter 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/l-e-s-b-chapter-80687192





Around the middle of the afternoon on the day after her capture, Kara turned up at a L.E.S.B. safe point in Versailles. She would have left much sooner, but one thing led to another, and Lena Luthor turned out to be a persuasive negotiator just by lifting an eyebrow.

There was no hope for any mission that involved Lena from that point on, and Kara had to come to terms with all of the misinformation she read over the years that gave her the wrong impressions of the international rule-breaker. She would defend Lena if it came to it, although the “super villain” assured her she would never have to protect her. The L.E.S.B. agents were the ones who needed to defend themselves against all of the wrongdoers in the world. Lena Luthor proved she could take care of herself and others - most specifically Kara, who came more times than she ever had in her life and basked in the comforts of Lena’s after care.

Kara ate delicious pastries and recuperated from her experience before getting transport back to her headquarters. It gave her time to work out an alibi she could use for debriefing, which took place as soon as she walked in unscathed.

“Give me the order of events that led to your kidnapping,” Rhea prompted as she glanced down at a clipboard that she kept on-hand as their resident psychologist and the person to lead such meetings. “To the best of your recollection.”

“I followed our mission plan without any deviations,” Kara lied, her voice warbling no more than usual as she poked at her glasses to shove them higher on her nose. “Things started to go wrong the moment Lena Luthor invited me into a private room to chat. We both helped ourselves to a glass of champagne from the party, but the drink was laced. I don’t remember much else, except one very important detail: Lena Luthor didn’t want to hurt me. She wasn’t working against the aims of our organization.”

Rhea snorted derisively at her summary and pulled off her reading glasses. “Our intel says otherwise. It’s possible she manipulated you into believing that. Do you remember the subjects of your last conversations?”

Fuck, Kara. You’re so tight.

“Lena said something about muscle tension.” Kara blinked, fixating on memories of Lena’s dirty talk. “I think I had a knot. In my back. The craziest spasm of my life. It had nothing to do with the mission.”

Her explanation was terrible and Rhea had a weird look on her face, one which made Kara feel more awkward.

“No, no, that’s good. I want you to concentrate on that memory,” Rhea instructed and jotted down a couple of notes. “Try to sharpen it. Tell me more about the knot. Did Lena Luthor rough you up?”

Kara glanced down at a few finger-shaped bruises on her arms and suppressed a laugh as she fixed her sleeves to hide them. “Oh, no, this? This must have happened when I passed out and her guys had to move me.”

She pulled at the collar of her turtleneck with the knowledge there were bites on her neck.

“Hmm, it is odd that you escaped mostly uninjured.” Rhea squinted and stood up. “You need to get a full medical and we’ll test for any toxins in your system. More than likely, Lena Luthor used some kind of potent toxin to make you more compliant. She’s a master of her craft and no stranger to mind control.”

Kara nodded along just for the sake of exiting the office. She wanted to correct the narrative and free Lena from blame, but she could tell that wasn’t going to be easy.  No one would believe her unless she could provide proof of Lena’s innocence – and technically Lena was breaking several laws in the hopes of achieving real justice. It would take time and planning to show that Lena’s interests aligned with the LESBs.

Going through the mandatory testing was a matter of course, and then Kara had to meet with her team. She headed to the medical bay and allowed a nurse to take a blood sample. Once that was over, Kara marched back to the house she shared with her fellow agents. They all rushed her the moment she walked inside.

“We thought we would never see you again,” Alex admitted mid-hug and squeezed the breath from Kara’s lungs.

“I got away,” Kara reassured her friends and relaxed into the comfort of their embraces. “Actually, Lena let me go. I think she realized it wasn’t useful to detain me.”

“You must be the first person to escape Lena Luthor’s clutches,” Sam marveled, going wide-eyed as she glanced over Kara.

“What was it like in Lena Luthor’s lair?” Eve asked, manic and high-pitched, and the least concerned of the three. “Please tell me she has a lair.”

“It’s more of a chateau hidden away from the public,” Kara confided as she stepped around the group. “I’m not even sure of the exact location. I woke up in France near one of our safe houses. What happened to all of you after our mission blew up?”

“We tried to follow Luthor, but she had a helicopter waiting.” Alex looked distressed about her failures and shook her head. “We couldn’t even track her.”

Kara breathed a sigh of relief that Lena’s whereabouts couldn’t be traced. “That’s good. I mean—it’s good that you didn’t engage with her and get hurt.”

If her slip-ups caused any confusion among the other agents, at least they didn’t show it. Kara turned away before she made suspicious eye contact for too long. She headed into their shared kitchen and opened the fridge to find a carton of milk. The last of it sloshed around at the bottom of the container and she decided to finish it off so she didn’t have to continue being dishonest.

Cat Grant arrived just as she wiped her mouth on her sleeve and that set the tone for the informality of the meeting.

“I have a new mission for you ladies, and once again, Kora will take the lead.” Cat passed around their folders with all of the notes and plans.

Alex jumped in with her hands on her hips to dispute Cat’s selection. “Maybe you should appoint someone else.  Kara is just getting back.”

“Besides, we failed,” Kara interrupted and tossed her empty milk carton into the trash.

“On the contrary, you’re still alive,” Cat emphasized dismissively and whipped out a photo of a dead agent from a previous mission. “That’s a success when it comes to encounters with Lena Luthor. In an odd and unexpected turn of events, Lena Luthor didn’t eliminate you, which either speaks to your prowess as an agent – which I highly doubt – or it means that she finds you useful for some reason.”

“Wait, you actually expected Lena Luthor to kill me?” Kara wheezed in confusion and dropped her shoulders back in offense.

“There was a 97% chance of that happening, yes, but finally we’ve had a break-through.” Cat waved around a bunch of other photos of Lena Luthor. “It’s very reminiscent of another time when I sent in another agent who managed to get close to the target. It happened at least twice, but then she disappeared, never to be seen again.”

“Twice?” Alex repeated, high pitched and unnerved like she considered it a bad omen that Kara had already been captured once already. “Are you sure you want to risk Kara getting snatched again?”

“Oh, don’t be so dramatic. The odds are never in your favor with someone like Lena Luthor.” Cat pointedly ignored the devastated way all four of them gawked at her in silence. She rounded on Kara to single her out personally and backed her into the fridge with a raised file. “It’s your duty as a L.E.S.B. to get out there and tackle Lena Luthor with everything you’ve got, Kyla. End her devious little schemes by any means necessary. The fate of our country depends on you.”

Kara wasn’t convinced that was true, but she did find it interesting that there was a tip-off: Lena would break into the Creative Leader of Interpersonal Technologies Lab.

Kara frowned at the list of very dangerous pieces of tech that were currently underway in development.

Cat had highlighted items as top priorities for Lena to get her hands on. But after their initial debriefing and their fast rush to the scene, it seemed the only thing Lena was intent on grabbing was Kara.

Alex and Eve headed to the secret basement where all of the tech was stored, and Sam checked the second floor with the control rooms.

Kara took the fifth floor where the cameras were all dark. She barely ran out of the stairwell when Lena caught her about the waist to pin her into the wall with a growl.

“I knew you would be quick to come for me. Why don’t we make that literal?” Lena rasped into her throat, and slid her hand expertly up Kara’s skirt to push aside her panties.

“Lena!” Kara whimpered, and spread her legs in spite of her protests. “We can’t do this here. If we get caught–”

“Don’t worry, Kara. I know my way around CLIT. I’ve had plenty of experience here.” The playful innuendo was timed with the first whorls Lena painted around Kara’s little pearl, and she grinned as she drew out a breathy moan with her touching. “I have an escape route set up and we’ve already procured the items I’ve deemed too dangerous to fall into anyone else’s hands but mine. Come with me?”

There would be big risks to voluntarily running off with Lena Luthor, but Kara wasn’t in the frame of mind to consider them when she was so close to getting off.

Lena tugged her panties a little more firmly to the side and rubbed into her pussy with an attitude that said she already knew Kara’s answer.

Kara moaned from the delicious, tight caresses that made her clit the focal point of her world. She could only push her hips into Lena and gasp from the continued massage. Her personal slick was leaving a messy wet spot on the fabric between her thighs, and Lena growled in frustration from the way it bunched.

“Next time, leave these at headquarters,” Lena husked and pulled the panties back into place to reach for Kara’s hand.

Kara would have been tempted to ruck them down and leave them in the stairwell if it wasn’t clear evidence of her collusion with the enemy.

“Where are you going to take me? What if my team sees us?”

She at least had enough brain cells remaining to ask questions as they hurried through a door and out into a windy night. The humming engine of a motorboat called to them from the end of a dock right by the lab. Lena led her to their high-speed escape point with the confident stride of someone who believed she would never be out-witted.

“No one is going to see us,” Lena promised and gave her a gentle shove into one of the buttery leather seats inside of the boat. “I left some very benign distractions back there for your team to handle. I won’t tell you where we’re going, but that’s because it’s a surprise and not because I’m being deliberately evasive.”

Kara could feel every bump of the speed boat right between the thighs. Two of Lena’s henchmen drove and they soon arrived at a yacht in a much calmer bay.

The private suite in the grand boat was more luxurious than any hotel where Kara had ever stayed. She blinked around at her sudden change of environment and tried not to think of her friends who would still be searching the lab.

Lena strutted over to the bar nook to pour them each a glass of champagne and retrieved a single stemmed rose that she twirled in front of Kara before offering it up. The romantic gesture brought heat to more than Kara’s cheeks and she pressed her thighs together while narrowing her eyes.

“You’re the one who tipped off LESB about your heist. Did you set this whole thing up just to see me again?”

Despite her accusations, Kara still took the rose, careful not to be pricked by the thorns.

“Yes, and no.”

Lena’s flirtatious smile fell from her lips and she puckered seriously. “I did actually steal some items from CLIT. Do you understand how dangerous drones would be if they could access any camera, anywhere, with facial recognition software? Phones, laptops, tablets, private security cameras, ring doorbells, CCTV - all of it at the hands of the highest bidder. Tell me governments around the world wouldn’t abuse that power whenever they felt like it.”

Kara couldn’t, and her dumbfounded expression evidently said as much because Lena softened at the shock on her face.

“While I was waiting for you to arrive, my men already stashed the drone software elsewhere.” Lena tossed the information out there with an amused smirk and trailed her gaze down Kara as if mentally undressing her. “I like you, but I’m not foolish enough to mix business with pleasure.”

“Aww, are you afraid I would turn this boat upside down in order to complete my mission?” Kara sassed, for once finding her confidence in the face of seduction instead of meekly hiding it.

Lena made a throaty sound of interest and stalked forward with the promise of getting physical. “The only risks I take are calculated and thought out. I don’t play games with my heart.”

Why that tripled the beat of Kara’s wasn’t something she had the chance to think about when the boom of a flash-bang grenade disoriented everyone on board.

They were spared the blinding light, but Lena’s men on the upper deck weren’t.

In the aftermath, they rushed out of the suite together to find armed mercenaries scaling the ship, with several already on board and in the midddle of hand-to-hand combat with Lena’s hired guns.

Kara’s instincts took over as someone rushed her. She launched a kick against his knee cap before backhanding him off the railing and onto the lower deck. His friends didn’t like that, and three more raced towards her.

“Get behind me!” Lena instructed and pulled off her heel to extend a metal rod that she cracked across the nearest mercenary's face. He gave a gargled roar of pain and lunged for Lena, but she uppercut him before he landed a blow.

The brutal commotion of so much fighting would draw attention. The sounds of sirens in the distance were already blaring over the grunts of exertion.

“Run!” Lena snarled at Kara, and elbowed the nearest guy in the face while Kara lifted a beautiful ornate vase to smash over his head.

“LESBs don’t run from danger, and I’m not leaving you,” Kara asserted as two more men hurried at them.


Lena kneed one right in the groin and toppled him back down the stairs with a front kick while Kara sprinted to the door and ran up it.

She did a back flip, which put her behind the mercenary. Securing her arms around his head, she locked him into a sleeper hold as he struggled and spluttered in surprise.

Kara dropped him when the scent of Lena’s arousal called to her omega. She hurried after Lena when she took off to help her men.

“Usually the villains escape while everyone else is fighting,” Kara teased, though in hindsight riling Lena probably wasn’t the best thing to do while in imminent danger.

She blocked someone’s punch but took one to the gut when she glanced to see where Lena was standing.

The sharp click of a gun being cocked sent a chill through Kara, and she flung her hands up just as Lena launched herself over the metal railing to dropkick the goon before he managed to blast off a round.

Lena booted the weapon overboard and pulled Kara to safety by shielding her with her own body. She tasered the nearest hand that tried to grab them and turned to face Kara with a smug and attractive smirk. “Looks like I’m the hero in this scenario.”

The suave way Lena handled herself and looked out for her guys did dangerously erotic things to Kara. She stumbled over her own feet because of the insistent pulse between her thighs and breathed deeply to inhale the spice of Lena’s protective musk.


She had never needed anyone to look out for her beyond her own team, and she forgot half of her training because of how attractive Lena was while in control of the situation.

“Always have a back-up plan for your back-up plan,” Lena advised and dropped a rope ladder over the edge of the boat where a second speed boat was waiting for them. She chivalrously encouraged Kara to go first, and hurried into the back to start the engine.

In a matter of seconds, they were tearing across the water at a speed so great that Kara’s skirt was flapping up around her waist. Lena spared her a lascivious glance while she got them to safety. “That view would have been better if those panties were gone.”

Kara wasn’t entirely proud of how quickly she snapped the cotton off her body, or how she flung them into the ocean so that her wet cunt was ready for whenever Lena wanted it.

“Where are we going?” Kara called out over the noise of the engine. She belatedly realized the racket was in part due to the propellers of a helicopter, which was coming in for a landing just off the shore.

“You’ll see,” Lena shouted back and pulled up alongside the bank to jump out and help Kara into the back of the helicopter.

The pilot took off before Kara had even buckled herself in, and she swooned as Lena secured her into the seat and caught her by the chin.

“You’re safe with me, Kara,” Lena insisted. “They can’t follow us now.”

The flight only lasted ten minutes, but it felt like a lifetime with Lena’s hand between her thighs. The alpha held her pussy in a possessive, though soothing grip and didn’t try to stimulate Kara, even though she rocked her hips and whined for relief.

It was a statement that she was Lena’s and Kara could hardly deny it with all of the arousal that soaked the alpha’s palm.

They landed near a secluded log cabin and Lena dragged her up the rocky path and into the luxury that awaited them. Thick fur rugs lay by an unlit but prepped fireplace. Lena walked over to lift the matches and set the wood ablaze.

They could have easily made it the extra thirty feet to a bed, but Kara’s omega refused to budge from the romantic setting. Lena seemed to understand, and wandered over to help Kara strip down right there in front of the flickering flames.

“I suppose it’s only right that I check you aren’t injured, isn’t it?” Lena uttered and took her time thoroughly looking over Kara the more naked she became.

Every brush of her fingertips sent goosebumps rising over Kara’s skin, and Lena puckered around each of Kara’s nipples before motioning for her to lie down on the rug. “You know I like to be thorough in everything I do.”

Kara played along and stretched out on the fur to spread her legs for Lena. She held her pussy lips apart to give the alpha the perfect view of her needy slit and whined pitifully for the attention she desperately required. “Please, I’ve been like this since you worked me up back at the lab. I can’t take it any longer. Touch me.”

“You’re a fast learner,” Lena lilted, no doubt recalling how hesitant Kara had been during their first time with uttering what she wanted. She left Kara prone and exposed and stayed standing while she slipped off her jacket and the waistcoat that matched.

Lena kept the rest of her clothes on as she situated herself between Kara’s thighs and caught her by the chin to guide her into a passionate kiss.

While their tongues caressed and Kara’s breaths hitched, Lena traced two fingers between her glistening inner lips. She dipped into Kara’s twitching entrance to feel the greedy spasm within and broke away with a moan to watch Kara take her two knuckles deep.

“Don’t you look delicious?” Lena rumbled, not the least bit bothered by the startled gasp Kara took when slid lower to breathe in the heady scent of her arousal. She flicked her lashes up at Kara and fluttered her tongue between her labia to taste her nectar. As she languidly stroked over her clit, she began to thrust.

“Le-nahh,” Kara whimpered, her jaw clenched and pelvis rising with the intimate crook of Lena’s fingers. She made all kinds of noises from the internal massage, unable to still the roll of her hips that pushed her cunt into Lena’s mouth with messy results.

Lena took indulgent, long licks and wiped the arousal off her chin. She cleaned her fingers off with a soft suck and ensconced herself between Kara’s thighs again.

Little throbs went through Kara’s pussy from the heated contact of Lena’s tongue against her clit. She moaned from the seductive caress against that super-sensitive part of her.

Even the lightest of swipes made her thighs tremble. Her spine became so rigid it felt like it might snap, then she achieved a sweet release that puddled her against the fur rug again.

“You came so fast,” Lena groaned and pressed a kiss around Kara’s clit to prevent her orgasm from tapering. “You loved seeing me in action, didn’t you? Did it remind you of all the ways I can take control, Kara?”

“Ye-eh-yes,” Kara gasped.

The high of sexual completion wasn’t enough to satisfy all of Kara’s needs. She continued to rotate her hips in coordination with the deep internal pumping of Lena’s fingers. The delicate ftips found the slick bend inside of her and stroked into that one heated spot.

“Should I keep you here like this and bring you to the brink again and again on my fingers, or do you crave something bigger to fill you completely?” Lena grinned like she knew the answer already and rubbed into Kara’s upper wall just to leave her trembling.

Kara stroked more than Lena’s ego by raising herself up to palm at the front of the alpha’s pants.

She was terribly uncoordinated in her groping and tore the button off Lena’s pants before managing to tug the zipper open.

“Talented as you are with your hands, I want this more.” Kara barely stroked her palm over Lena’s rigid shaft when the alpha half wrestled her onto her back and bit a trail across her throat.

The sharp sting brought Kara’s ass up, and Lena smirked into her neck. “You want what, Kara?” She taunted and slipped her hand into her pocket to flaunt how prepared she was with condoms. “Are you too much of a good girl to say you want my cock? Maybe I shouldn’t give you anything until you’re capable of wrapping your lips around that word.”

Kara was certainly tempted to wrap her mouth around something. The plum shade of Lena’s glans was glossy and Kara was fixated on the straining sight of it.

She blinked when Lena pulled back to open the box, and then moved without thinking.

“What a shame, I guess you must have lost these in all of the running around,” Kara drawled out as she stole the sleek, small box of condoms from Lena’s grasp.

Despite the lethargy of her bliss, she showed how sharp her reflexes were by tossing them into the fire before Lena could swipe them back.

“Given the amount of protecting you've done already, I don't think we need more, do you?” Kara’s tone was sweet, though raspy, and she gave Lena no time to reconsider by rocking upward to encase the plump tip of her cock in the liquid silk of her arousal.

The heated ripple of her walls must have been too much to resist because Lena’s eyes glazed over and she groaned loudly before sinking base deep.

Lena seized back her power with thrusts that pushed the breath from Kara’s lungs. She leaned over to rut into the clenching heat of Kara’s pussy and glanced at the crackling fire. The box of condoms crumbled to nothing in the blaze, and having sex right in front of it brought an instant sheen to their skin.

“You’re a little devious, aren’t you?” Lena seemed to approve of that and kissed at her throat, biting a bit ferally under Kara’s jawline. “Why did you do that? Was it because you didn’t want any obstacles in the way? You wanted to feel every inch of my bare cock, Kara? Or is it because you love the idea of my seed filling your pussy?”

Kara moaned from the filthy accusations and clenched on purpose around Lena’s girth. She chewed her lip to avoid answering and gasped in submission from Lena’s well-placed nip near her claim.

“All, I wanted all of those things,” Kara admitted in a partial trance of arousal that only occurred when she was closing in on a spectacular orgasm. Her pussy pleaded for it with a tight grip around Lena’s pole.

“Have you ever let anyone come inside you before, or is this something you’ve only thought about since letting me take this tight little cunt of yours?” Lena used her dirty words with the same efficiency she used a weapon earlier. She unraveled Kara with whispers against her ear, leaving her unguarded and vulnerable in all the right ways.

“Nobody has had me like this,” Kara divulged perhaps too easily.

If she had been smart she could have played coy, but the admission brought out Lena’s dominant nature and Kara enjoyed the rougher strokes that merged them together. Without the latex, she was sure she could feel the throbbing veins of Lena’s shaft better and rocked upward to prolong the sensations.

Lena tamed Kara’s wanton hips with a series of powerful slams that pinned her to the fluffy rug and forced her to take the pounding. “The only regret I had when you left my bed yesterday was that I hadn’t felt you completely.”

In the line of espionage, honesty was the most dangerous thing of all, and Kara had never felt so reckless as she arched up with a moan. “Then you should know it’s a regret we shared, but you won’t make that mistake again, will you?”

Offering up her unprotected pussy to the enemy wasn’t exactly what Miss Grant meant when she had charged Kara with the task of subduing Lena by any means necessary. But Kara didn’t really care since the sex helped relieve her conscience and forget her responsibilities for the time being.

At the core of it, she was still doing her duty by investigating Lena Luthor and learning the truth about her operations. At least that was what she wanted to believe.

Kara rubbed her fingertips into her clit as Lena slammed into her at a gush worthy pace.

“No, now that I know exactly what kind of LESB you are, I think we can have a mutually beneficial arrangement.” Lena moved her lips down the curve of Kara’s chin to the spot on her throat that was vulnerable to a claim.

Kara could feel the flutter of Lena’s eyelashes against her cheek and every soft exhale of breath that flirted with the idea of creating a more serious bond between them. That would never happen, but for some reason her body reacted to the thought of Lena biting her neck.

They had discussed having an ongoing sexual relationship already, but Kara hadn’t actually expected there would be another opportunity for them to hook up.

Lena ravaged her against the thick fur and restrained her hands while pumping her full of seed. The hot coursing spurts took a while to end and Kara convulsed right along with Lena in a rapture that threaded through all of her.

“Fuck, your pussy feels like it was made for me.” Lena nuzzled at her one more time before moving her onto her knees. “Do you like this position, Kara? I enjoy having you on your back so I can look into your eyes when you come. But this is more submissive.”

Being a LESB had trained Kara to be constantly vigilant. Submission wasn’t an option in her day-to-day life as an agent, though her omega showed no resistance to Lena’s advances now that she was on her knees.


It felt natural to slide her palms across the thick fur, grasping it between her fingers as she tickled her breasts on the soft rug and presented fully with a sinful bend.

“I like it with you,” Kara whispered, and held her tongue before she blurted something stupid about how little she’d experimented in that department. Maybe it was the bashful hue to her complexion or the shy glance she gave Lena over her shoulder, but she could see the sudden intensity in the alpha’s narrowed eyes.

Lena stripped off while Kara held her pose, and then she covetously smoothed her warm hands over Kara’s ass. “Close your knees together if you want to keep my seed inside your pussy, or leave them open if you want to be covered in my come.”

Kara whined at the options and knew whichever she chose would tell Lena something intimately personal about herself. She dropped her shoulders further and shut her eyes along with her thighs, mortified by how eager her omega was to be filled with Lena’s seed.

Was it more submissive to keep her legs shut, or would Lena have praised her no matter what? Kara was too turned-on to properly question anything, and she moaned at the internal friction of being mounted in that position.

“Oh-you’re in me so deep. You feel so–” Kara couldn’t say it, but god, she could feel it.


With her knees locked and her ass up, Lena’s cock felt even bigger rutting through the excited ripple of her walls. She shook from the calculated penetration that struck against her inner restrictions. She would have fallen forward if Lena hadn’t taken such a firm hold of her hips.

“Perfect spreading you open?” Lena’s grin was evident in her tone, and she trailed her fingers up Kara’s spine to clasp her throat. It took minimal effort to pull Kara into the repetitive smack of her pelvis. “You looked so hot wrapped around my knot last night. I’m tempted to give you it again just to see the vibrant heat of your cunt trying to clench around it.”

The mere mention of a knot caused Kara’s cunt to contract and she grunted at the faster plunge of Lena’s shaft. “I think you’re just saying that because you want to come inside me again. You want to see me overflowing, don’t you, Lena? Once wasn’t enough. You think my pussy is all yours for the taking.”

“Isn’t it?” Lena pressed, and not just with her words. She dropped her hand to force it between Kara’s thighs and rubbed into her clit with two fingers. “Wasn’t that why you destroyed the condoms, Kara? Because you wanted to keep a little bit of me inside you once we have to part ways?”

Kara would have denied it, but her pussy couldn’t withstand the erotic interrogation. Sloppy in-and-out thrusts forced some of the seed from her entrance. The dripping sensation caused her to ripple hard around the circumference of Lena’s cock. She pulsed internally as if to prove how much she wanted to keep Lena’s thick spurts inside.

“Fuck, good girl. Come with my seed inside of you, Kara. Keep all of it in your cunt.” Lena massaged at her stretched inner lips and concentrated on the swollen pearl in between them.

The sex made her tighten and spread out, and afterwards the slight gape of Kara’s pussy allowed Lena to push a little deeper. Lena’s thickset base widened even more, sliding into the confining little tunnel that was still contracting.

From the heat of the fire and their rutting, Kara’s forehead beaded with sweat and her belly brushed against the fur underneath her. She rocked her hips forward with a furious round of Lena’s thrusts. Their shadows mimicked them in the light bathing their skin.

“Oh-guh—gosh, Lena. Lena,” Kara moaned and met each stroke just for the sake of taking Lena’s dick as deep as possible. “Give me your knot. Make it stretch me out good.”

Lena grunted as the friction between them increased from the enlarged size of the knot. The spherical bulk of the knot was pushing right into Kara’s g-spot. They both strained and contorted themselves to ensure that was where it would remain. Kara trembled, orgasming powerfully and dropping forward as Lena filled her to capacity.

She would have liked to stay longer, but as soon as the knot reduced and slipped out of her, she headed to the bathroom to clean herself up. Her fellow agents would be looking for her and she didn’t want them to worry.

Kara emerged into the cabin’s bedroom to find Lena monitoring the other LESB agents on a laptop screen.

“What are you doing?” Kara asked, despite the security footage that made Lena’s activities quite clear.

“Looking out for your team while you freshened up,” Lena explained and clicked on another window that displayed the rest of the LESBs as they departed from the lab.

The bed looked cozy and inviting, and Kara noticed the extra pillows on her side along with a pajama set she would never use. Judging by the comfortable arrangements, Kara assumed that Lena planned on her spending the night.

“I had some of my people follow your agents just to make sure they don’t run into any of my enemies,” Lena admitted, shifting the laptop onto the night table and beckoning for Kara to join her.

“Are you going to tell me anything about those enemies?” Kara resisted settling down without getting some more details about the threats she faced.

“Right now, I’m the most concerned about Bruno Manheim.” Lena reached over to grab the laptop again and pulled up a profile of the man in question. “He’s a former associate of mine. He used to just focus his energies on laundering money for someone I hate, but now he’s trying to kill me. Those were his henchmen that boarded my ship tonight.”

Kara stared at Bruno’s blocky features and deep-set eyes and tried to imagine why he would send assassins after Lena. “Tell me more. I might be able to convince my team to re-direct our attention onto Manheim.”

Lena shoved the laptop back onto the night stand. “That’s the last thing I want. If a need arises to keep your agents busy, I’m capable of coming up with more safe decoy missions.”

That candid tidbit of information raised Kara’s eyebrows in surprise and offense. “More? You’ve been sending us on decoy missions? For how long?”

“Years,” Lena laughed and didn’t stop until she picked up on Kara’s changing moods. “Don’t get upset. I should at least get points for being honest with you. I’m not in this business to hurt anyone and the LESBs hold a special place in my heart. You’re all lambs who are trying to run with lions.”

Kara wanted to argue with that assessment, but her counterpoints would be weak. She couldn’t even differentiate between the fake missions and the real ones. All she did was shake her head and gawk down at her enemy-turned-lover.

“I’m not—I’m not a lamb,” Kara sputtered and finally succumbed to her desire to be near Lena. She flopped down beside all of the pillows and leaned into Lena’s open arms.

“Maybe not.” Lena squinted as if actually reconsidering her position on that. “Not many lambs would wittingly come this close to danger. You’re something else, Kara Danvers. I’m not sure what that is yet.”

Kara didn’t know how to take that, or whether it was complimentary – but she didn’t dwell on it with Lena holding her close.