C&C

The Beauty of Experience - Chapter 29

Added 2023-03-02 21:52:13 +0000 UTC

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Common sense would have caused them to stop after Andrea’s intrusion, but lust dominated their actions. Of all the thoughts that ran through Lena’s mind, ending their intimacy wasn’t one of them. Andrea’s unwarranted presence just cultivated their desires for one another, and Lena leaned into her nature with wanton slurps on Kara’s cock.

As she puckered noisily to suck on Kara’s tip, she refused to consider her ex or whatever feelings she might have experienced after walking in on them. She used the glaze of mixed arousal to slide her mouth farther down the girthy shaft and moaned at Kara’s eagerness to continue.

“You wanted her to see what a good girl you are, didn’t you, Lena? That you can fit this big knot in your tight pussy without letting it take?” Kara’s questions were salacious due to her alpha still reacting to Andrea’s lingering, scandalized, pheromones. She showed affection with the light scrape of her fingers across Lena’s scalp and gripped the roots to guide the voracious oral worship.

The fast bob of Lena’s head was as much an affirmation as a nod, and she slipped a hand between her thighs to spread Kara’s seed from her inner lips into her cunt.

Kara rocked her pelvis as she noticed Lena pushing the thick cream into her entrance with two fingers. The sloppy sound of being filled in both places brought a sinful blush to Lena’s cheeks, which she hollowed to see Kara’s eyes roll back.

“Can you taste how much I want you?” Kara asked through heaving, excited breaths. Her arm muscles flexed and glistened as she coached Lena into taking even more.

If she had been capable of speech with her mouth so full, Lena would have begged for Kara’s seed. She found an alternative by whining instead and pumping her fingers into her pussy faster just so Kara would buck harder with her hips.

There was nothing hotter than locking eyes with her mate while Kara pushed into the back of her throat. Lena swirled her tongue against the heated knot that pressed against her mouth on every ambitious gulp. She could never take its monstrous size past the stretch of her lips, though Kara seemed enamoured by the barest flutter of her tongue.

“Lick it faster, baby, get my knot all wet so you can suck it after–”

Kara’s sultry moan turned to a hiss as her jaw clenched and her abs contracted. She tossed her head back as she neared the precipice of release and tried to keep her eyes open to watch Lena take longer pulls on her cock.

Lena popped her lips free just to kiss the plump glans and cupped Kara’s knot between both hands to constrain it in the warmth of her palms. Gripping it kept Kara completely on edge and hindered her orgasm all in one go.

“Le-nuh?” Kara grunted in confusion and rolled her hips with the mounting frustration that her pleasure was being denied.

“Fuck me like she’s still watching,” Lena rasped and released Kara’s knot with a seductive pout to her lips. She intentionally brought Kara close to the brink so that leaving her unfinished was practically a provocation. Out of rut, she had never seen Kara’s cock get so big, and Lena wanted to feel the full force of it as her alpha put it to good use.

The mere mention of Andrea shifted Kara’s mood and the strength of her pheromones increased to dizzying levels.

Lena whimpered as her cunt produced a deluge of slick. She didn’t get the chance to turn onto all fours because Kara was on her faster than she could move.

Kara flipped her onto her stomach and hoisted her up with an arm tucked under her abdomen. She handled her with rough hands that bit into her hips like she wanted to leave behind dirty fingerprints. There was ownership in the way she grasped at Lena and pulled her onto the rigid length of her cock. She didn’t let Lena get accustomed to her girth — not that she would have wanted that. Kara set the tone with powerful, fast thrusts.

Lena moaned from the impact of Kara’s thighs against her ass. She would have welts from the continual striking, but it centered so much pleasure in her cunt that she was shaking. Her long hair fell all around her shoulders, free and in her face, and she still didn’t care because Kara’s cock was pushing into the right spot. She ignored the minor inconveniences of a muscle cramp and let her body take what it wanted. Sex came first and she forgot every other need.

“This is all yours, Kara. My pussy is yours. I never gave it to her like this.” Lena could only speak with quivering lips and a jaw that clenched in satisfaction.

She gasped from Kara holding her in that upright position and preventing her hands from touching the bed. Kara rocked her more than she was capable of moving on her own and practically bounced her into each thrust.

“She couldn’t give you what I can, Lena.” Kara slammed into from behind and bent forward to kiss the side of her neck where Andrea’s claim used to be.

Lena groaned from the soft nuzzling as it became more heated, and Kara’s teeth sank in freshly to cover the old mark twice-over. The new bite felt deeper and also significant due to the timing.

“Fuck, don’t let go, rut me with your teeth on my throat.” Lena canted her head back for Kara, reveling in the endorphins and a sudden climax that made her pussy slippery wet.

Even without begging for it, Lena doubted Kara would have released her right then. Kara’s mouth was hot against her neck and the sting of the bite flooded Lena’s system with what her heart already knew. She belonged to Kara entirely. There was no escaping their bond in that moment, and the rich musk of claim pheromones kept Lena’s cunt supple and ready, in spite of the powerful spasms tightening it.

Kara’s possessive growl sent vibrations through Lena’s claim and straight to her clit, which throbbed incessantly as Kara picked up the pace.

The thunderous smack of her quads plunged her cock deeper and deeper, and the thickened veins rubbed into the sensitive ripples of Lena’s walls. It was hard to catch her breath, and Lena’s raspy moans tapered off to ineloquent, animalistic grunts.

She felt weightless in Kara’s arms, suspended and free as her mate grabbed fistfuls of her tits while holding her up. The rough squeezing felt glorious, and she hissed in pleasure from Kara tweaking and tugging at her nipples.

Kara sucked on the mark she had renewed and kissed her way up to Lena’s ear. “Should I keep going, Lena? I’m not even tired yet and your pussy feels incredible contracting so hard on my cock.”

“With a knot that big, I don’t expect to be going anywhere for the next few hours,” Lena slurred, high on bliss and love.

The widening base of Kara’s cock could still slide in and out to create space inside of Lena for the magnitude of the full knot. The more she took, the more Kara kissed her neck and sucked on her claim.

She played with her tits and moved her hair out of the way to massage and tease herself. Her nipples twinged for her fingers to pinch and twist them. Kara slid her hands under the sensitive swells to knead them into a rosy blush and take away their ache.

“Nothing feels better than when you’re deep inside my cunt and touching my tits.” Lena shuddered from the paired sensations and chewed the corner of her lip.

Kara’s wide shaft stroked her at the same time that she caressed over her nipples. “These respond to my hands so much more now that you’re pregnant.”

Lena writhed from the light brushing of Kara’s thumbs and spasmed around the thick circumference that rubbed her inside. Her hips moved from the contact between Kara’s hot knotted base and her g-spot. She wanted to feel all of it in that sensitive part of her pussy.

“Even now, you still want all of my seed, I can feel it in the way you grip me, Lena. Every hot spasm around my knot is begging me to fill you.” Kara didn’t have to sound so sultry as she rammed into Lena’s restricting heat, but her pleasure must have been peaking.

Lena rocked into her mate’s pelvis to grind her clit into the solid base as it all fit inside her cunt.

The extreme stretch of it fulfilled her omega like nothing else. The orgasm alone would have wiped her out but paired with Kara’s teeth on her neck and the warm suction of her mouth on the claim, Lena was lucky to still be mildly coherent.

Kara’s shaft jerked in powerful release and the giant knot pulsed and expanded with every expulsion of seed.

There was no way Kara would be parting from her for a long while, and her soft groan kept Lena’s cunt in convulsions.

They slid out across the mattress, breathless and spent. Kara was unable to stop her hands from wandering over Lena, caressing her hips and between the thighs to make her climax sizzle.

They nuzzled and kissed like new lovers, and reveled in their strengthened bond. Neither of them wanted to separate, and even stepping into the shower proved tricky when their hands began to roam. The only thing that worked to calm their libido was seeing Lillian’s name flash across Kara’s phone screen.

Kara frowned down at the text, and Lena sighed dramatically and glanced at the clock.

“They’ll be expecting us to join them for another family dinner.” Lena experienced a fair amount of guilt for realizing she didn’t want to attend it.

Between her mother’s earlier remarks, the girls going for each other's throats, and Andrea’s general behavior, she deserved a night off with Kara.

“Let me handle this, and you can get yourself ready for a date night. I think we could use a little space and I’m sure your mom will understand.”

Kara’s confidence and empathy were highly attractive to Lena’s smitten omega, and she was more than happy to let her mate handle things while she stayed behind to get dressed.

There was plenty of entertainment meant only for the adults, and while she couldn’t indulge in any drinking, that didn’t mean Kara had to refrain from it. She wanted their night to be spectacular and flirty, and that meant looking as sexy as Kara made her feel.

Their hotel closet was full of clothes that she wore all of the time around her children – sundresses, lightweight cardigans, and other vacation outfits. Hanging beside the appropriate choices was a garment bag that she pulled down. She unzipped it and removed a black dress that could have been boudoir-wear only.

Soon she would be unable to fit into the little designer gown, and Lena overcame her self-consciousness to slip it on one last time. She regretted nothing as she turned in front of a mirror.

With a purse tucked under her arm, she walked through the lobby in search of her family. One of Bernardo’s favorite locations was a private cocktail lounge, and she found him seated there with Natty asleep on his shoulder.

Bernardo raised his thick eyebrows and pretended to whistle so as not to wake his granddaughter. “Lena, you’re beautiful. Kara is one lucky woman.”

Lena smiled at the compliment and slid onto the bench seat next to him. “How was your morning with the kids?”

“I’m about as exhausted as Natty looks right now, but this is time I treasure with my grandkids.” Bernardo moved the little one into a more comfortable spot on the cushioned bench across from him. “We’re all going to rest for a little while and have dinner at a local family friendly restaurant later. Kara is speaking to your mother right now.”

Lena glanced across the cocktail lounge to where Lillian stood in conference with her mate. She excused herself from Bernardo and crept up to listen in on the chat.

Lillian’s usual proud demeanor was gone and she hung her head in clear shame without the knowledge that her daughter lingered nearby. “You must think I’m a terrible mother–”

Lena peered covertly over a man’s shoulder to watch Kara speak candidly to her mother.

“No,” Kara was quick to cut her off. “I think you’ve suffered the trauma of seeing your daughter repeatedly heartbroken. That sort of thing leaves a lasting impression.”

Lillian looked close to tears as she threw her hand up and blinked herself back to some semblance of herself. “I don’t know what made me say such a hurtful thing. I know you’re not like Andrea and yet my mind went straight to what if it happens again? What if the alpha she’s crazy about ends up being as shallow as the first one?”

“Given Andrea’s track record over the years, that’s an understandable worry, and if this hadn’t hurt Lena, I wouldn’t be talking to you about it. Appearances can be a very sensitive topic, and I’d really appreciate it if, in the future, you refrained from making any remarks about Lena’s looks. To me, your daughter is the most beautiful woman on Earth, and that’s never going to change. She knows you love you her, and I know you’ve been there through all of the turmoil Andrea has caused. It couldn’t have been easy on either of you, and I’m grateful she’s had you in her corner the whole way through it.”

Lena strayed closer to hover in the background and hoped her scent wasn’t easily detectable. She was touched by Kara’s forethought to handle the whole situation, but her compassion in that instance was what resonated most for Lena. Lillian’s remark still stung, but far less now that she saw how awful her mother felt about it. She wandered off to sit at a table and hid behind a menu to give Kara the privacy to finish her chat.

She was half-heartedly browsing the mocktails when a hand slid onto her shoulder. Lena knew it was Kara from the way her fingertips traveled up to caress the fresh claim on her throat, and she leaned back with a sly smile to inhale her mate’s pheromones.

“If you don’t want to lose that hand, I’d remove it. I’m taken by a very protective alpha.”

“You’re worth the risk of losing a limb,” Kara nuzzled her grin into Lena’s cheek and walked around to check her out with a low growl that definitely caused a few eyes to land on Lena. “God, you’re gorgeous, and since the kids are spending the night with their grandparents, you’re finally all mine.”

Lena grinned at the bold flirtation and the chance to connect without any distractions. “Well, I do have three of your claim bites on my neck.”

Kara took the seat next to her and slipped a hand onto her thigh to tease beneath the fabric of the dress. “So how much of that did you overhear?”

The gentle glide of Kara’s fingertips was exciting and soothing — and Lena glanced down at her lap as she whispered, “Enough to know that I chose wisely this time.”

No one had ever supported her or intuitively understood her emotions like Kara did. She cupped Kara’s face and they kissed in the soft light of the restaurant. Even with so many awful days that made their family vacation stressful, Lena found comfort and peace in Kara’s arms. Kara saw beauty in her no matter the situation, and living in the spotlight of her attention was an enviable place to be.

Kara kept one arm draped around her shoulder and other people continued to glance their way. “I can’t say this about everything I’ve done in life, but in this case, I can definitely brag that I got it right the first time.”

“On that note, do you want to get out of here?” Lena shut the menu in front of her and peered around at their surroundings. She could have nibbled at an appetizer and enjoyed a mocktail, but she didn’t want to squander a minute of their free time together. The resort had much better forms of entertainment — clubs, bars and other restaurants where they could sit down for a more formal meal and watch a live performance.

Kara scooted out of her seat and took Lena’s hand to escort her from the lounge and into another part of the resort.

Lena meant to have a conversation about their different options for their night ahead. Neither one of them had much time to read the vacation literature that was left out on their desk, which was why she raised an eyebrow at Kara’s suggestion:

“There’s a club right by the beach that looks like it could be a fun place to grab dinner and go dancing.”

Kara's grin widened and she raised one shoulder to casually shrug off Lena’s curiosity. “I made a mental note of otherplaces when I was looking over all the family activities that we could do with the kids.”

“As far as I remember, those brochures are tucked out of the sight of the more inclusive ones.” Lena sucked on her teeth to keep a straight face and wondered if Kara would play along or crumble under the slight pressure of being called out.

“Are you suggesting I went out of my way to see what entertainment this resort offered for adults only?” Kara asked in pretend horror and stretched her smile even wider. “Because you’d be right. I memorized the pamphlet the first night we were here.”

“You say that like my wilder years aren’t behind me,” Lena intoned with a trace of amusement in her voice.

She didn’t actually believe that about herself, but some latent paranoia lingered after finding out that Andrea told Sophia she was past her prime.

The remark barely registered earlier, and yet was now buzzing in her ears as she strutted down the path towards a club where couples Kara’s age were all heading.

“They aren’t,” Kara stated with a heavy stare that willed the zipper of Lena’s dress to undo itself. “I know quite intimately how your hips can move, Lena, and I want to see them sway under some strobe lights.”

Kara’s ability to make her feel sexy went beyond the average dose of lust. It was in the self-assured tone she used and the unwavering way she peered equally at Lena’s face and tits.

Lena lifted her shoulders to push out her cleavage and walked with all of the confidence Kara instilled in her through love.

“What makes you think I’ll have the energy to keep up with your ambitious plans for our evening?” Lena asked and squinted playfully up at her mate.

Kara cupped Lena’s ass to usher her inside the club and leaned in to nuzzle against her ear. “The fact that you’re already getting wet at the thought of pressing up against me tells me you’ve got plenty of stamina to have a great time.”

Lena certainly felt energized by Kara’s positive mindset for their date night. She tucked herself into her mate’s side to allow Kara the chance to decide where they would sit. Giving up simple little acts of control was freeing to Lena’s mind, and
she could tell it boosted Kara’s ego to make those choices for them.

Kara picked a table near the back center, and Lena knew it would make a statement. It gave them just enough privacy to have an intimate dinner but it was also an attention-grabbing spot.

It still took Lena by surprise that Kara wanted to flaunt her in public, and she glanced at her mate as she chivalrously pulled out a chair.

“You’re proud of the renewed claim you gave me, aren’t you? You want every alpha here to see it so they know I’m yours.”

Kara’s usual bashfulness took a backseat as she sank into her chair across from Lena and stared lustfully at the marks on her throat. “I’m not typically into gloating, but yeah, tonight I’m feeling the urge to let everyone know how lucky I am.”

Lena felt flattered by those intentions and Kara’s talent for freeing her from her insecurities. They ordered appetizers and soaked in the mood of the room, which was packed with single people that wanted to mix.

Other alphas looked at Lena with the thought of sex on their minds. Their pheromones gave them away and Kara walled them off with her pride.

The constant leering from all sides inspired Kara to posture a lot more and hand-feed her tapas. For most of the meal, they were distracted by each other and not aware of Andrea sliding onto a seat at the bar.

It wasn’t until their dessert arrived that Lena noticed her ex, and it happened by mere chance when she turned to look for their waiter.

She could tell Andrea had spotted them because of her rigid posture and the way her attention wandered everywhere else. It would ruin their night if a scene transpired between them, though for once Andrea seemed keen to avoid confrontation.

So long as Andrea was content to stay away from them, Lena had no problem sharing the same space for a little while.

Lena shifted and used it as an excuse to slide her hand up Kara’s thigh beneath the table. She smoothed her palm over the bulge in her mate’s jeans to find her semi-erect. They had been progressively handsy all through their meal, and Lena wasn’t going to jeopardize Kara’s mood while she was blissfully ignorant as to who sat at the bar.

Lena watched her ex smile at a young omega and returned her full attention to her mate. Kara dropped her spoon to swipe her finger through the white chocolate tart and Lena knew to open her mouth for a taste of it. The heat between them climbed higher as she wrapped her lips around Kara’s finger to suck and moan.

“Tastes almost as good as you,” Kara confided and gave up all pretense of enjoying the dessert to scoot closer to kiss Lena.

There was no hesitation in licking across Lena’s lip before demanding entrance, and Kara took full control of their public display of affection by clasping Lena at the nape of the neck. They had never been so blatant before in a crowded establishment, but the club was uniquely suited to people hooking up on vacation. Lena could sense the envy thrown their way, and it emboldened her omega to thumb open a few buttons on Kara’s shirt.

“You must be hot in this. Why don’t you take it off?”

“Are you trying to get me to show off my biceps?” Kara asked as she pulled back to smirk at Lena. She had no reservations as she unbuttoned her shirt and rolled up her sleeves to accentuate the solid muscles that strained the cotton.

Everything about Kara screamed confidence and Lena couldn’t have been more drawn to that. She openly admired the visible outline of Kara’s hard abs, and her other attribute that was heavily outlined in the restrictive denim.

“I am, because you’re not the only one who wants to flaunt their mate tonight.” Lena trailed her fingertips over Kara’s forearm and fluttered her lashes. “I’ve gotten a lot of glances over dinner and now it’s your turn to get in on the attention.”

“The only thing I want is for you to get on that dance floor and grind on me.” Kara simulated the kind of hip gyrations she expected while she sat beside Lena. The provocative roll of her hips was both sensual and erotic, and Kara raised her brows as if to tempt Lena to get up.

Heat clawed up Lena’s neck to leave her cheeks rosy, and she accepted Kara’s invitation by clasping her hand. It would have been easy to fall into the trap of thinking about her age, her pregnancy, and the nagging paranoia that she didn’t belong on a dance floor. Fortunately, none of that had a chance to run through her mind with Kara’s arm secure around her waist.

They were bathed in colorful bright lights and the thump of music carried through Lena like a second pulse. She would have fit in better if they were at a place with formal dancing and ballrooms—or so she thought. Kara had a way of pulling her out of her comfort zone, and this was no different.

“No thoughts, only rhythm,” Kara rumbled into the crook of Lena’s neck and tugged her flush against herself to sway to the music.

Lena rubbed her ass into Kara’s dick and grinned as it poked her in return. In the flashing strobes, everyone appeared ageless, and Lena felt it right then with Kara’s breath on her claim. She slid her arms over Kara’s shoulders and stroked her cheek as they moved together the same way they did in bed.

Kara’s hands roamed all over her, grasping and squeezing at her hips and ass to keep Lena close. She turned her with a fast little twirl and pulled her back in for a kiss. It was difficult through their mutual grins, and their teeth clashed twice before Lena nipped Kara’s lower lip and sucked on it.

Lena should have known the moment her happiness peaked, it would be like a beacon to Andrea. Neither of them noticed her ex encroaching until she hip checked Kara and almost caused Lena to bump into another couple.

“Lena, I didn’t see you there.” Andrea’s greeting bordered on friendly and she swept her gaze down Lena with a critical squint at the sexy black dress.

“But I suppose I won’t have that problem in a few weeks.” Andrea cradled air to mock her and smirked at Lena’s stomach before she sneered at Kara. “Better enjoy her in that dress while it still fits. Soon her entire closet will be filled with elasticated waistbands and dresses big enough to turn into a tent. The last thing on your mind will be bending her over. Not that you could when she’s that big.”

Kara’s snarl wasn’t heard so much as felt with the vibration of the music. Lena enveloped herself in her mate’s protective scent and watched Andrea slink through the crowd to dance with a pretty young omega with blonde hair and a nose ring.

“Forget what she said. I can’t wait to see how beautiful you look through every stage of pregnancy.” Kara moved them out of Andrea’s line of sight, and Lena
spent the next three songs trying to let it go.

The more she tried to push it out of her mind, the more conscious she became of the tight fabric around her middle. She thought about her bras and how ill-fitting they were already becoming, and worried if her ankles and feet would swell like they had with Natty.

Andrea’s remarks were designed to stick in her mind and unravel her self-confidence. They played directly to all of the insecurities her ex had caused, and Lena knew she would fall apart if she allowed them any power.

“How about you and I take five minutes to freshen up in the bathroom before grabbing a few drinks?” Kara leered at her as respectfully as her horny alpha would allow, and copped a feel by palming Lena’s ass.

Kara’s ability to function like Andrea didn’t exist helped Lena get out of her own head.

She sank her teeth into her lip and fanned herself with her hand as she resisted the urge to sit on Kara’s lap and hike her dress up.

“Counter offer. Why don’t you take that energy to the bar and get yourself a drink, along with that blonde’s number?”

It came out all wrong and Lena realized it the second Kara’s mood dropped along with the tent in her pants.

“What?” Kara blinked, her confusion and offense filling Lena with a bout of panic. “I don’t want–”

“I know!” Lena reassured her mate with private, sexual pheromones laced with adoration and love. “You only want me, and I only want you, Kara. This isn’t me trying to initiate a threesome or something crazy.”

She cupped Kara’s cheek and redirected her line of sight to the bar. Andrea was actively leaning into the younger omega’s space in an attempt to charm her into bed, and it was clearly working.

“I was thinking that since Andrea has fucked with us so often, maybe we could return the favor tonight?”

Lena watched the realization brighten Kara’s eyes, and she tried not to laugh as she nodded in Andrea’s general direction. “So, you want me to go over there and cockblock her?”

“Yes.” Lena was sure it was morally questionable, but since the universe seemed averse to providing her ex with a healthy dose of karma, she would have to take it into her own hands.

A sexless night wouldn’t hurt anything except Andrea’s pride, and then she could use her free time to think about her actions instead of distracting herself with whatever omega she duped into her room.

“Is that really how you want us to spend our night? Don’t get me wrong, it’s hilarious, but it’s not worth the risk of making you jealous or upset.”

Kara’s genuine concern for Lena’s wellbeing, mental or otherwise, still shined through as her first priority—even over sticking it to the one person who routinely tried to make her life miserable.

Lena didn’t require any other proof that Kara was the alpha she had always needed in her life, though she still melted after hearing her mate’s earnest concerns.

“Let’s make a game of it so that doesn’t happen. For every number you manage to get, you can trade it in for sexual favors from me. That way we’re both getting something we want out of this and Andrea gets nothing at all.”

The shift in Kara’s energy was almost tangible and she gawked at Lena with wide eyes of excitement. “Game on.”

Whether Kara cared to admit it or not, it appealed to her alpha that she was going to be in bed with Lena that night while Andrea wouldn’t have anyone to keep her company.

Lena could see it in the way her mate carried herself on the way to the bar—tall and broad shouldered with a swagger even some alphas checked out.

She tailed Kara with the good sense to stay out of Andrea’s view and watched how ballsy her mate was at inserting herself between her ex and her potential fling.

Kara pushed Andrea aside as if she was ordering a drink and angled herself towards the omega with a grin that always made Lena’s panties wet. “Wow, your drink is almost as pretty as you. Is it as sweet as it looks?”

The omega laughed and blushed, and Andrea bristled noticeably at the effects of Kara’s flattery.

Lena had to remind herself she asked Kara to do this when the blonde leaned in with clear interest and offered Kara the straw as she maintained intense eye contact. “I’ll let you have a taste if you promise to buy me another?”

“How about I trade you the drink for your number?” Kara’s entire demeanor was totally different and she hooked her thumb into her belt to posture. She flaunted her muscles with an almost cocky self-assurance that it would lure the omega into handing over her details.

Lena was impressed if not irrationally irritated by how fast the omega lifted a pen from the bar to jot down her number on a coaster.

Kara pocketed her trophy with a smirk and ordered two of the fruity drinks and one of the mocktails for her friend.

“You had better come find me later,” The omega intoned in parting as her group of friends called her over to their table. “You look like a lot of fun and I’m here for another week.”

Kara merely grinned, and her smile never fell off her face, not even when Andrea elbowed her out of her personal space.

“What the hell are you doing?” Andrea hissed. “I was talking to her, and when Lena finds out you’re over here hitting on omegas–”

“Who do you think sent me over here to get her number so you didn’t?” Kara cut in with a sly smile and leaned against the bar to sip her cocktail. She waited for it to hit Andrea, and the minute the alpha’s chin jutted in offense, Kara lifted her drinks to leave. “Good luck finding someone to fill that void inside yourself, Andrea. You’re going to need it.”

Lena gained a new appreciation for her mate’s smooth flirtation.

Kara one-upped her ex whenever the opportunity presented itself, and Lena balanced her jealousy with the sweet revenge of watching Andrea get snubbed.

“Hot little redhead, ten o’clock,” Lena murmured into Kara’s throat while they moved together on the dance floor.

One minute Andrea was grinding up against the omega, and the next she was seething by herself while Kara spun the girl into her arms.

Lena learned to placate herself with the reality that Kara was hers whenever an omega brushed up against her mate or touched her flirtatiously.

To her credit, Kara never returned the gestures, even when she was given express
permission to do so. Kara swerved out of several attempted kisses that left the collar of her shirt messy with lipstick.

Lena burned with the urge to leave Kara messy in other ways. She experienced a deep and feral desire to rub herself all over her mate so nobody else tried to hook-up with her. It would have been easy to become preoccupied with her feelings, but she didn’t have time to sulk when more than one alpha came over to buy her a drink.

Lena lined up the glasses for Kara and relished the ego boost of discovering she was still desirable in spite of the things Andrea said.

One of the tipsy alphas even provided an explicit description of what she would like to do to Lena. She leaned close and whispered ideas of rutting on the beach and sending her home with a full womb. No one assumed that Lena had three pups already and another on the way. They didn’t even notice the claims on her neck because they tended to focus on her tits, her tight clinging dress and the
absence of a ring on her finger.

Kara was quick to interrupt the attempted seduction and growled off one of her competitors. “You know, any time I walk off, someone else comes up to you. We never covered what would happen in this scenario if I started feeling jealous.”

The scent of Kara’s defensive musk was overpowering, not overbearing, and her hands were rougher on Lena’s ass as she pulled her in for a biting kiss. The territorial act wasn’t entirely all for show, and Lena swooned into her mate’s arms as her alpha tried to assert herself.

“I just assumed you would march back over here and remind them that your claim is on my throat.” Lena batted her lashes and Kara nipped at her lips with a growl to wipe the innocent pout from her face.

She never entertained anyone’s sexual advances or did more than make polite conversation. Lena could tell that Kara didn’t feel seriously threatened, but she still decided to play into it by presenting Kara with the five shots she gathered over the hour.

“One for every alpha who thought buying me a drink was enough to make me spread my legs for them. I saved them all for you.”

Kara threw back three shots and dropped a possessive arm over Lena’s shoulder. A few alphas covetously stared in longing, and Kara locked eyes with every one of them to make it clear Lena was her omega.

The music thumped louder the faster her pulse raced, and Lena chose to end their game of revenge while they were still winning. She pushed through the crowds with an idea in mind, and Kara stayed glued to her hip the whole way.

On a trip to the bathroom, she had seen a room for private parties and she tugged Kara inside of it with the same bold attitude she originally brought to their relationship.

Plenty of people noticed them walking off together, including Andrea, who was hunched miserably at the bar with only her phone for company.

“No one has ever stood up for me the way you do.” Lena smiled at the double meaning of the phrase and glanced down at the erection that was trapped in Kara’s jeans.

The private room was vacant, and Lena turned on the lights to glance around at a spare dance floor and tables. She wasn’t as flexible in her little dress and pulled the zipper open so that the cups loosened around her breasts and allowed her
nipples to pop free.

Without the shadows to conceal them, anyone might stumble in and find her on her knees for Kara. Lena didn’t want an audience, but she did want Kara to see her clearly as she prepared to suck her cock.

“How many numbers did you manage to get?” Lena didn’t wait for an answer and slipped her hand into the back pocket of Kara’s jeans.

She counted a total of fourteen, jotted on napkins and business cards or entered straight into her mate’s phone. It felt almost as empowering to delete them as it had when she was calling the shots back in the club. Lena could tell Kara approved by the way her cock strained against the denim. She traced a single fingertip over the tip that wetted the fabric with arousal and raised a haughty brow for Kara’s input.

“Enough to feel pretty confident that Andrea will think twice before opening her mouth again.” Kara’s grin was more arrogant than usual and she stuck her chin out in personal offense and glanced around towards the door. “You realize she said those things because she couldn’t handle the way everyone was looking at you, right? You’re the most beautiful woman in every room we enter, and I’m not just saying that because you’re my mate.”

Kara reacted to the faint sound of her zipper sliding down with a shiver of excitement and behaved herself by keeping her hands by her sides. She intuitively understood Lena was in full control and made no attempt to challenge it.

Lena beamed at the compliments and shucked Kara’s jeans down to her knees before guiding her onto a nearby seat. She nuzzled into the heat between Kara’s legs, and nosed into the bulge that throbbed in anticipation.

“It’s hard to believe that I used to think no one would want me, because I ended up with the best alpha. You make sure I feel that I’m worthy of your love every single day. You changed my whole outlook on life, Kara, and I'm forever grateful for that.”

She slid the waistband of Kara’s boxers out of the way and rubbed some of her lipstick off against the heavy glans of Kara’s cock. For every puckered kiss, a bead of arousal gathered in the sensitive spout at Kara’s tip. Lena took pride in their formation and blinked seductively up at her mate as she flicked her tongue into the divot for a taste.

“As much as I enjoyed messing with Andrea, I don’t think I could do it again,” Kara confided, her pupils wide and lips parted from pleasure. She tried to sit still, but it was a losing battle with the way Lena stroked her cock.

Lena was wise enough to know that Kara wasn’t bothered by tormenting her ex. It all came down to the attention they both received in the process.

“Can’t handle seeing other alphas hitting on your woman?” Lena teased and lapped at the wide circumference of her cock.

“You know I trust you completely–” Kara gasped, unable to utter another word while Lena licked over the sensitive ridges on the underside of her shaft. Her plump tip turned an engorged mauve and she angled her hips to try and coax it beyond Lena’s grin.

“But seeing them undress me with their eyes was too much for your alpha, wasn’t it?” Lena squinted up at her gentle mate, who bristled considerably from her questions.

She soothed Kara with a few languid slurps, and tightened her lips as she sucked on her tip.

“I’m usually not one to get caught up in jealousy, but I would have lost it if any of them tried to touch you.” Kara looked ashamed of herself, though her alpha was intent on posturing by making her dick even harder.

“I think you're still hung up on Andrea walking in on us,” Lena mused, and slurped noisily for Kara’s benefit. “I’ve never felt your claim pheromones as much as I have tonight, and it’s not just because of the extra bite you gave me.”

Before Kara did something foolish like apologize for having a normal, expected reaction, Lena forced her mate to the back of her throat to keep her compliant and silent. She bobbed her head and massaged the thickest veins at her knot-base until Kara’s jaw slackened.

“Seeing you get so possessive turned me on, Kara. I liked that you cared so much. You’re hot when you posture, and every omega out there wishes she was the one getting to do this right now.”

Lena went hard on her mate with hollowed cheeks and quick tongue action. She loosened her lips to coat Kara’s shaft in slick and moaned.

“Did you think about keeping any of their numbers?” It wasn’t a fair question or remotely nice to ask, but Lena was confident in how Kara would answer.

“Not for a second. I know I belong with you.” Kara’s earnestness came through in how she cupped Lena’s cheek.

“You’ll have to prove it, Kara. If my mouth isn’t filled with your seed in the next thirty seconds, I’ll be wondering which omega caught your attention.”

Putting such a short time frame on it would have hindered Kara if their attraction to one another wasn’t so strong. Lena worked her mouth over the broad glans and pumped her fist along Kara’s shaft. She jerked her with a firm grip and swirled her tongue in languid loops.

Kara pushed into her mouth with a strangled groan and Lena restrained her by lacing their fingers together. She wasn’t getting the chance to guide Lena down by her hair. The restless urgency to show her loyalty was all the more desperate when Lena used her own claim pheromones on Kara.

The rigidity of Kara’s cock increased, and the heavy shaft tried to expand as if on command. Lena grinned as the trembles that worked through Kara’s thighs began to make them jitter. She moaned as she pushed Kara into her throat and swallowed reflexively to take her deeper.

“Oh-oh god-oh fuck, Lena. I’m yours, I’m all yours, I promise–”

If there was any doubt in Lena’s mind, it evaporated with the hot expulsion that coated her tongue in Kara’s essence.

Kara barely lasted fifteen intense seconds, and Lena was so enamored with her mate’s finish that she stood up with a whine.

She didn’t need to express what she wanted as she bunched up her dress. Kara already knew and tugged her panties aside to pull her right onto her cock.

Seed splashed up her inner thighs and spurted into her entrance, and Lena tore at the collar of Kara’s shirt while the alpha still groaned in orgasm. She clawed the material aside to find the claim on Kara’s shoulder and bounced herself on Kara’s lap as she latched onto the mark.

The chair scraped the wood flooring, and Kara strained beneath her, beautifully taut and breathless as she bucked upward to fill Lena’s cunt. The soft pop beneath her teeth flooded them both with endorphins and Lena quaked as Kara's second release started her own.

The warm convulsions of her cunt massaged Kara’s shaft and they hung on to each other through the highs of release. Their shared pleasure brought them closer, and Lena moaned into Kara’s mouth as they kissed and tried to catch their breath.

“Wow, I can’t wait to find out what you’ll give me for the other thirteen numbers.” Kara’s lazy smirk was entirely too smug and Lena squished her cheeks as she grabbed her face.

“I’m sure we can work something out.”

The teasing remark turned out to be true, and the next several days were taken up by all sorts of romantic and filthy suggestions.

They spent the mornings and afternoons with the kids and their family, and the nights with each other.

Andrea gave them a wide berth whenever they weren’t expected to participate in family activities and sent fewer hateful glares their way than usual. Lena hoped her ex took the lessons she had learned to heart so she would finally move on, but only time would tell.

Between volleyball, rock climbing, and splashing in the resort pool, Kara managed to conserve enough energy to entertain Lena with a strip tease, a full body massage, and a lengthy session of taking her knot over the course of hours.

Their sex life never slowed down, and Lena was happy to flaunt herself whenever Kara pulled out her phone. They amassed a large collection of raunchy footage for their own viewing pleasure, with Lena occasionally playing the role of director.

By the end of their vacation Lena felt better. She was revitalized, euphoric, and ready for anything

Or at least that was what she thought.

She didn’t register the strange vehicle parked down the street when they stepped into their driveway with all of their luggage.

Andy grabbed her bags and raced Sophia and Natty into the house while Kara took Lillian’s suitcase before her mother could even attempt it.

The rest of their luggage sat piled by the doorstep, and Lena inched towards the case that contained all of her lingerie.

“Hey, I see you thinking about it.” Kara’s light hearted tone was all the funnier with how she pointed to her eyes and motioned for Lena to get into the house. “Leave those here for me and I’ll grab them in a minute. The only thing you’re allowed to do after traveling is rest, got it?”

“Have I ever told you how sexy you are when you take charge?” Lena asked and slinked through the door solely to rub herself against her mate.

Her flirtatious wink pulled a low groan out of Kara, and Lena wondered if she ran up the stairs two at a time to stop her body from reacting.

With nothing else to do, Lena wandered into the kitchen and their three ravenous children followed to swarm around the fridge together.

“Why do we never have any food?” Sophia grumbled upon finding the contents of the fridge empty, save for a few jars of pickles and other non-perishables.

“Because we just got back from Mexico and it would have spoiled while we were gone?” Andy’s dry remark earned her an elbow in the side, and she retaliated by shoving Sophia into the pantry.

Lillian stepped in to put an end to their bickering and whipped out her cell phone. “Finally, a problem that Grandma can handle. What are you girls in the mood for, pizza?”

“How about Greek?” Sophia suggested and elicited a sigh from Andy.

Lillian shuffled through the leaflets that Sophia handed off to her and frowned. “I don’t see a menu for that.”

Lena smirked at the flustered look on her mother’s face and tried to stay out of the take-out squabble. She occupied herself by sitting in the foyer to watch Kara lug in their bags and all of the purchases they made while on vacation.

Twenty minutes later, everyone had gathered in the living room to watch a movie while they waited for food. Natty had fallen asleep, and Kara mouthed that she was going to take their little one to bed in case the delivery woke her up.

Kara no sooner walked off when the doorbell rang, and Andy jumped up to get it.

Lena didn’t suspect anything was awry until she heard her daughter call out, “Mom.”

She assumed Andy required help to lift the food, but as Lena rounded the hallway, it wasn’t the delivery man she came face to face with in the foyer. A tall, clean-cut alpha blinked at her from behind thick rimmed glasses, and Lena turned to her daughter for an explanation.

“He says he’s here for Kara.” Andy supplied with an appropriate amount of suspicion in her voice. She stepped closer to Lena and raised her chin like she was prepared to lie if need be.

“Ah, yeah, she lives here, right?” The gentleman asked and peered behind them for any sign of Kara.

“Who are you?” Lena inquired with a heavy sense of dread knotting her stomach.

Kara came from nowhere to block Lena and Andy from interacting with the stranger, and then snarled as she straightened to her full height.

“He’s nobody,” Kara gritted out and walked backwards to herd her family into the house.

“Actually, I’m Clark. Kara’s cousin.”