AΩ - Chapter 5

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Kara woke in the healing restoration of the mana-den without so much as a scar from her seaside battle. The fighting continued in her dreams, and her deep conscious still remembered the pain. She held out her arms and stretched them over her head in surprise to find no injuries, not even a trace of the wounds left by the monstrosities.

Not far away, a flower bath waited for her, alive with water plants and exotic floating amaryllis. Lena’s fragrance hovered in the steam, and Kara breathed it in with memories of the night to keep her company. She fantasized the most about lying next to Lena and interlocking their fingers before they slept — the best prize for her hard-won victory.

Nyxly interrupted those peaceful reflections with a loud cough and a cunning smile. “Kara, you look whole again. I’ve come to tell you that we’re returning home today. The festival is at an end. The Beta Guild must meet to decide how to address this fracturing alliance between the classes.”

Kara understood without asking that more measures would be taken to stop an all-out uprising. She wanted to know more about the Beta Guild’s plans and ensure the safety of her friends at home. If anyone would be called to put-down the riots, it would be the alphas.

“Lena will accompany us,” Nyxly cut in, and opened the tent flap for Andrea, who wore a lordly caftan and stared down at Kara’s nudity with a peculiar mix of discomfort and envy.

Lena entered the tent in a gown softer than air and just as pellucid. Around her waist was a light silk cord, and a diadem of emeralds graced her head with her long dark curls. She knelt on a pillow, and a few other omegas came into the tent and settled onto their own cushions.

Andrea revealed her favoritism in how she approached and lifted Lena’s chin as she spoke to Nyxly. “She must be bred. She is beyond precious to me, and we cannot waste her heat even with last night’s uprising. Holding Council at your estate is less than ideal, but it will suffice under these circumstances.”

Kara knew better than to stare, though she sensed the faintest call of Lena’s omega. To feel it at all should have been impossible. The elixir may have healed the claim Kara imprinted onto Lena’s throat twice last night, but it did not sever their bond completely. She held herself stoically out of practice and dared not blink too quickly as her alpha reciprocated with private tendrils of scent only detectable by Lena.

In her periphery, Kara witnessed the omega close her eyes and smile. Andrea mistook it as a show of affection meant only for her and returned the gesture by petting Lena’s cheek.

Nyxly observed their interaction with keen kohl-lined eyes and slid her hand onto Kara’s shoulder. She curled her fingers like talons, a show of control meant for Andrea’s sake rather than an attempt to rein Kara in. “On the contrary, there’s no safer place, given my collection of alphas. If the omicrons aren’t working alone, who can say if anywhere is protected within the Beta citadel? We certainly weren’t safe here. If not for the fluke of Lena’s heat, Kara may never have been granted entrance to the festival. We may all have perished.”

The sobering thought of her own mortality put an end to Andrea’s complaints. She flicked her fingers through the air for her omegas to stand up, and Kara watched on as they began to retrieve the many jars of balms and elixirs she was gifted.

“Then it’s best we leave now,” Andrea stressed and whipped the robes she wore about herself before making a hasty retreat through the tent.

It irked Kara to see all of the items being boxed up, and her distress must have been palpable.

Nyxly tightened her grip on her shoulder and leaned forward to confide in a hushed tone, “I requested her help with transporting those back home. I suspected you would want to share such a bounty and we cannot carry them all ourselves. Follow my lead and stay by my side. We’re traveling by portal.”

Portals were the fastest way to get anywhere in the galaxy, though they posed the most risk if the distance was great. There were tales of people emerging mangled or missing limbs when they closed upon them. Large groups were expressly forbidden to use them for that reason, but things had changed in dire circumstances and the Beta Guild must have agreed their survival was worth the potential loss of some.

Nyxly led them straight across the bloodied sands and through a pavilion where the towering device was stationed. She entered the coordinates while Andrea gathered her omegas and the rest of the Beta Guild ushered their companions into line. A blast of radiant energy shimmered and fluctuated like the roiling waves of the ocean, and Nyxly stepped through it with her hand wrapped around Kara’s wrist.

They stepped into the gardens that Kara dismally considered home, and Nyxly clapped her on the arm to give instructions. “I’m entrusting you with Lena and the other omegas under Andrea’s care. No one is permitted to touch them, and it’s on your head if they do.”

The grim warning was one Kara expected, and she stood back while the Beta Guild rushed through the portal.

Andrea and her omegas stepped off to the side with Nyxly, and even through the chatter of the crowd, Kara could hear Andrea’s protests.

“Sensitive information must remain amongst ourselves. We cannot risk our plans being overheard,” Nyxly hissed and swung her arm out to indicate Kara. “You saw how she protected us. She will keep your girls safe while we hold council.”

The other omegas were called Eve, Imra and Kelly, and each wore a raiment of spun silk with more coverage than Lena’s lightweight gown. They still huddled together in skittish reluctance when the alphas that emerged from the barracks.

Alex stepped out into the daylight first and ran to envelop Kara in a hug. Sam came next, and amid all of the shouts of excitement, Kara experienced a tingle of awareness through her connection with Lena.

The reunion affected her more than it did Kara, and not due to fear from being around so many strong gladiators. Lena dropped her belongings in the dust and rushed into the arms of Kara’s closest friends.

“Lena, can it be? How many years has it been?” Sam touched her face in doubt and pulled her into a tighter embrace.

“We never found out what happened to you.” Alex released her hold on the omega’s shoulder and turned to Kara in confusion. “Lena grew up with us. We’re all from the same place, but an intergalactic tradesman took her away when we were just pups. Said she was the prettiest in the bunch. He could have taken you anywhere.”

Lena fluttered her eyelashes around tears and reached out to hold Alex’s hand. “I traveled a lot in those first few years, but those are stories best kept for later.”

“Yes, tell us what has brought you back to us,” Sam begged and affectionately kissed at Lena’s other hand.

Kara sensed that this was a matter for her to address and her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth. She scrunched her brows together and lacked all eloquence as she realized the familial-like relationships all of them shared. “She’s my—my friend. Nyxly asked me to guard her.”

Lena threw her a dubious and offended glance and stepped in to divulge the truth. “I’m going to bear Kara’s pups.”

“Lena’s the omega you wish to be your own?” Alex accused in front of the others.

The omegas glanced her way with sharp curiosity and several alphas took even more interest in Lena as if Kara’s desire added to her value.

“I spoke those words to you in confidence,” Kara hissed, her betrayed stench nowhere near the level of her anger. It masked the vulnerable notes of concern that her secret would ruin the connection she built with Lena or earn them punishments should the other omegas speak word of her longing to Andrea.

Kara’s protective stance ensured she towered above the other alphas, and the warning she bestowed was all in her eyes.

“Easy, Kara,” Sam soothed and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder to resolve the conflict. “We’re just happy your fates have entwined to bring her back to us.”

Emotions were normally only shared under the cloak of darkness, after an arena, when the grim hands of death still left its mark on each of them.

Lena watched without interrupting, though Kara could feel her questions burning through her skin to brand her with shame.

Kara let out a steady breath, dropped her shoulders to end the posturing, and waved for everyone to gather by the barracks. “You may not be so happy when you find out why she’s here. The omicrons planned an uprising. Beasts emerged from the sea on their command.”

“Kara stopped them,” Lena added in continuation of the story for all of the alphas who missed it. “The monstrosities had faces like vices, and they made terrible deafening noises. They carried several betas off into the waves. Kara saved all of us, including the pups. She prevented a slaughter.”

Lena was careful with her tone, clipped and precise in front of everyone. Only Kara experienced the warmth of praise reserved in her pheromones. It was unexpected, and Kara stood silent and unsure on how to proceed. Her hesitation gave her the chance to catch the transformation rippling through some of the alphas. They stood taller and stared in fixation with pinched lips and taut muscles. The proximity of four omegas put a physical strain on them after they had gone years without breathing in their scents. Some had never smelled one at all, and it showed in the darkened depths of their eyes, where something primal once dormant had woken.

Sweat broke out on several foreheads, and Kara saw their nostrils flare to suck in the beguiling aroma of Lena’s heat.

“If the omicrons are declaring war on the betas, the others might follow,” Sam uttered, already thinking of the dangers which lay ahead of them. “A power struggle will emerge and we’ll–”

“—finally have the chance to break free and reclaim our rightful place as leaders across the galaxy,” a disfigured alpha snarled from the back. He reeked of vengeance and misguided hope, and his one good eye was narrowed.

“We’ll be used as pawns,” Kara corrected and reached through the gathering to clasp his shoulder as if they shared the same anguish. It subdued his anger for the mean time, and she turned her attention to the others. “If the classes turn on one another, their only line of defense will be us.”

“Why would we fight for those who chain us?” bellowed another alpha in outrage. “They will have us die by each other's hand.”

The omegas flinched at his ire — save for Lena, who remained poised and unblinking. He spurred a few rumbles of discontent that echoed through their lines, and Kara sensed the growing unease of the group. At the back, an older alpha named Varum stood with his head downward. Mon-el shuffled his feet through the sand and clenched his fists at his sides.

“If we don't help defend everyone, the omicrons and their allies will wipe us all out,” Kara warned with a squint up at the slanting sun on the horizon. “They view us as a threat for merely existing.”

“Either way we lose,” Varum sighed, his despair unable to block out the tempting scents of the omegas. Their combined fragrance blew in the warm air, delicate and sweeter than blossoms.

“If we’re doomed to die, then it might as well be without regrets,” Mon-el spat with a glint of rage in his eyes. His self restraint crumbled under the pressure of looming death, and he lunged, foolish and desperate to get his hands on an omega.

Kara charged him head on and flattened him to the dirt with bared teeth and a snarl so vicious that the other omegas shrieked. They scrambled to safety behind Lena, who flung her arm out for them to get behind her and backed up as the aggression in the air turned lustful.

“Don’t do this,” Kara begged and positioned herself to hold him down. “We need to stick together or we’ve already lost.”

There was no reasoning with an alpha close to entering rut when an omega in heat was present—but Kara tried anyway with locked elbows and brute force.

“I wish to experience an omega before my last breath, and you cannot stop me!” The alpha growled and shook all over with anger. Saliva frothed at the corners of his mouth, and he struggled like an animal beneath the weight of Kara’s powerful arms.

Several others restlessly grunted and stepped forward with the same idea. Alex and Sam took it upon themselves to shove them back, and they postured to deter others from acting on lustful whims.

Kara spoke to all of her kind, projecting her voice to the crowd. “We’re not the beasts here, but if you give in to your urges, then you become everything that everyone in the galaxy has been taught we are.”

Her speech worked on most of the group, but the only thing to get through to the alpha beneath her was violence. All it took was one punch to knock him out, and then she sprang for the boxes the omegas had brought through the portal.

Lena came to Kara’s side as if perfectly tuned to her innermost thoughts and began to search through the vials, balms, and elixirs. They spilled some in their haste to retrieve the special oils meant for massage.

Kara uncorked the bottle to liberally coat her palms and rubbed them over Lena’s skin to mask the scent of her heat.

Lena handed off a vial to Eve. Each of the omegas rushed to slather themselves in the oil, and the alphas who fought silently gave up their struggle to watch.

Though unintentionally provocative, the oils blocked out their pheromones and dampened the fires that were lit within the alphas who wished to mate.

“I think that’s enough,” Lena lilted the moment Kara’s hand lowered to the crest of her cunt.

The shimmer of slick wasn’t from oil, and the light fabric did nothing to conceal the intimate gloss which smeared against it.

Lena circled behind her friends, but not without a final glance into Kara’s eyes that expressed more than her words did. She begged for her libido to be sated and for answers to questions that she wouldn’t have dared voice in front of the others.

Kelly blocked her from the leering alphas and took over Lena’s role of authority. “Is there a place where we can rest?”

Sam motioned to a refuge in the shade where alphas often sprawled out to watch practice skirmishes. With the help of several others, she arranged heavy mats on the ground for the omegas to use.

Kara remained near the other alphas and paid close attention to their changing pheromones. The scent of rut was still polluting the air, but it was mixing with a fragrance of milder curiosity. The wind blew in another direction and the omega perfume slipped away in the breeze. That broke the group up, and most of the alphas went about their normal routine. A few sat around and ate the leftover bounty they were granted during the time of the festival. Others poured the last of their wine from large leather flasks and brought cups to the omegas. A dozen sparred and flexed for their audience.

Alex waited for that private moment to approach Kara. “Tell me honestly: what does Lena mean to you?”

Her pointed curiosity was also an accusation, and Kara took it head on with pursed lips and narrowed eyes. She knew Alex to be noble by nature, so her concern was to be expected, given the strange circumstances that connected them both to Lena in vastly different ways.

It would be unwise to hide her truths from the person she confided in, but the urge was there all the same. To feel vulnerable was one matter, but to actually be it was something else. It took courage for Kara to mutter one simple word:

“Hope.”

Hope for a future she had not imagined could exist once Krypton had fallen to the new order. Hope for a family she only longed to have with Lena. Hope that they could both raise their children without any being taken away—and that the war that was about to be waged would set things in motion for all of them to be free.

Alex’s curiosities seemed to be appeased for the time being, though whatever she said fell on deaf ears as Kara tracked Lena with her eyes.

Kara tried not to react to the sight of the omega sitting on Sam’s sleeping mat, or how they embraced and sat beside one another. Lena smiled, and it started a burn of emotion within Kara’s chest that could not be put out.

Jealousy was a trait that all of the classes shared, but alphas were known as the most volatile.

Kara squared her shoulders and breathed deeper, clenching her fists and tensing her jaw, so the tendons in her neck popped to the surface of her skin.

She understood she was reacting to Lena’s heat, though that didn’t sway her actions as she marched off to train with the others.

She warmed up on the bar that hung from the side of the barracks and raised her chin above it with remarkable ease. The strain of her arms was nothing to the sting of envy and it pushed her to outperform the others. She grunted on every lift and began a silent competition with the others who wanted the omegas to watch them.

Kara dropped to her feet once she worked up a sweat and moved on to hoisting satchels of sand.


While the others only managed two, Kara pulled four across her shoulders and jogged the length of the field. She felt Lena’s intrigue without meeting her eye and entered some hand-to-hand combat with several of her friends.

When nobody could land a hit, they all teamed up against her, and Kara strutted around with an arrogant upturned chin and knocked three of them on their asses.

“Are you training or showing off?” Sam asked from where she sat among the omegas. She looked proud of the arrangement, and smirked at Lena, who blushed at her remarks.

The territorial side of her alpha reared up, and Kara experienced a sense of shame for how combatively she spat, “Why don’t you come over and find out?”

Her usual composure was tarnished by possessiveness, and she huffed and swaggered with sweat on her brow. Sam was practically her family after all they had gone through together, but Kara’s alpha perceived her as nothing more than a threat in that moment.

“Oh, now there’s a challenge if ever I heard one,” Alex jeered and poked Sam out of the comfort of the cozy little omega nest. They both encroached on Kara with the knowing looks of siblings who saw the stunt for what it was—and then they pounced at her like they planned to knock some sense into her thick skull.

It may have worked if not for Kara’s fast reflexes and audacity. She ducked out of Alex’s reach and grabbed Sam by the arm to swing them straight into one another. They scrambled over each other in a rush to grab Kara, but she had already started running and achieved a good five-foot distance.

Everyone quit their sparring to watch their foolish and playful behavior, and someone started taking bets on who would be the victor. It bothered Kara to hear Lena yell out Sam, and the omega’s sly smirk flustered her.

She came to an abrupt pause, and instead of running off, she pivoted where she stood and lunged to tackle her friends to the ground. The surprise slam knocked the wind out of all of them, and they rolled around the same way small children did while throwing a tantrum.

Limbs were tangled and snarls were interspersed with laughter in the battle for dominance. Kara’s pheromones proclaimed her the winner, though she was wedged against the dirt with four hands attempting to pin her to the ground. She bucked and thrashed and used her momentum to turn over.

Kara’s determination paid off, and she flattened Sam by sitting on top of her while she held Alex at bay. Their ridiculous antics caused a ruckus, and Kara sensed it had gone too far when everyone’s laughter died down quite suddenly.

She imagined Nyxly had drawn near and blinked in surprise to find Andrea stalking towards them.

Kara expected to be on the receiving end of the beta’s rage, but Andrea flew past her and gripped Lena under the elbow to drag her up from her comfortable place on the mat.

“Why are you sitting here acting like you’re at a picnic? You have duties to fulfill.”

Lena choked on the rare and indignant pheromones that came from the beta. Before she could inhale and stop her coughing, Andrea gave her arm a hard yank
that caused her to stumble.

The other omegas flocked around Lena in support, and Kelly spoke up in the face of unfairness. “We’re tired after the festival and the attack. Lena was knotted to that alpha all night long.”

Kara noticed the critical inflection in Kelly’s voice and stood up to wipe the dust off her tunic. She propped her knuckled fists on her hips and walked over to defend Lena. “I had to train. It’s in the best interest of everyone here if I’m in peak physical condition.”

Her posturing antics made everyone stand to attention, and she sensed Sam was hovering behind her with Alex not too far away. Andrea looked her up and down without dismissing her outright.

“And when is it that you finish your training session?” Andrea smoothed her lips together and raised her brows in stern interrogation.

For the first time ever, Kara saw a chance to bargain with a beta, and she realized that all of the alphas were observing the respect she commanded.

Kara pushed her chin out to look tougher and glanced at Lena to figure out if she needed more rest.

Lena lifted her dark eyelashes and stared back at her with passion and intensity. “Kara just finished. She bested all of her opponents.”

Even among all of the scents of the omegas, Lena’s heat smelled like the sweetest aphrodisiac and she trembled just from reaching out to touch Kara’s forearm.

Andrea sniffed at the air surrounding Kara and glared at the dirt on her clothes. “I won’t have you breeding Lena while you’re covered in filth. Cleanse yourself first and then find us in the orchard. The rest of you had better remain where you are if you know what’s best for you.”

Making threats was foolish with so many alphas within striking distance, but Andrea masked her fear through aggression. The omegas stepped along in single file through a mechanical gate, and Andrea took up the rear with an anxious glance back at the brutish fighting.


“So that’s Lena’s keeper?” Sam inquired with narrowed eyes that tracked the beta into the nearest orchard.

None of the omegas dared to look back, though Kara could feel the pull of Lena’s omega begging her to follow.

“Andrea,” Kara grunted under her breath with the same bitter expression on her face that her friends wore.

“I hate her,” Alex gritted from between locked teeth and turned to put her anger to good use by training with the others.

Kara sprinted over to use the hand pump by the barracks. She stripped down to wash herself in the cold trickle of water and changed into the only clean items she owned, mended shorts and a tunic that was a gift from the festival.

She was light on her feet in catching up with the others, and it gave her the chance to overhear Andrea berating Lena. Midstride, Kara stopped to listen behind one of the blooming Yeop trees.

“The remaining days of your heat must be filled with continuous breeding, Lena. It’s imperative if we want to increase the chances of conception. You will be knotted as many times as that brute can manage. I cannot afford you any rest, do you understand?

“No, I certainly do not,” Lena hissed in outrage. “You told me I would have a say in the frequency of mating. That it would never be so brutal–”

“That was before our safety hinged on you having that alpha’s pups,” Andrea lectured with a crass disregard for Lena’s feelings. “Do you think Nyxly will offer us protection for free?  Members of the Beta Guild are already propositioning her with their own omegas. Everyone saw Kara’s strength during the attack. They want the alliance we have, and if you can’t deliver, we won’t survive this war. I’ve already had to renegotiate to keep Nyxly’s interest.”

Kara pressed herself against the rough bark of the tree and barely heard Lena’s stunned whisper.

“What have you done?”

“What I had to do in order to keep us alive,” Andrea stressed, her ire softening as she cupped Lena’s chin in her palm. “We will still have the rights to keep any betas that you birth. Nyxly, however, will have the alphas and omegas.”

The revelation rocked through Kara twice as she also felt Lena’s devastation through their bond. 


“You cannot give my children away as part of a contract–”

“And I won’t have to,” Andrea soothed out of ignorance. “You are going to ensure you only have betas. Everything will work out as it should, Lena, but first you must carry a pup, or our usefulness to Nyxly is gone. I will leave several omegas to tend to you while I continue to bargain our way to safety.”

Kara chose that moment to make her presence known. She walked forward to find the three omegas standing several yards away by the edge of the trees, though her attention fell entirely on Lena. They couldn’t talk as freely with the omegas present, and it pained Kara that she couldn’t comfort her mate.

Lena hung her head forlornly and the others continued to stand apart from her. Andrea touched her face once more and bid her goodbye.  “Fare thee well, Lena. Do not disappoint me.”

The winds picked up, and the hushing sound of the trees made for a calming atmosphere as Andrea took her leave. The omegas wove together some long dry reeds to create a bed in between the rocks. Kara loathed that they would have to rut out in the open without the dignity of a blanket or cushion. Lena deserved more respect and care. Each of her friends clasped her shoulder in sympathy as she sank onto her knees.

Lena’s lip trembled in a small tell of her inner strife, but she became tranquil when Kara stepped closer and knelt right in front of her.

They embraced in the shadow of the trees. Lena slipped off her light and translucent garment, and her friends formed a ring around the heavy fruiting Yeops and Galilassi ferns.

“I am not afraid for the future,” Lena whispered during the rustle of breeze, as her eyes slid down over Kara’s body like a cool trickle of water. “There is no one in the galaxy like you. Not a single champion in the vast universe who matches your power or courage. Our pups will be strong and they will be free.”

Verbal treasons could be punished as much as any violent revolt, and it shocked Kara to hear those ideas from Lena’s mouth with witnesses standing close by. Kara must have given her thoughts away by gaping back at Lena since the omega looked to her friends with a soft laugh.

“Do you think we sit around and just discuss raising children all day long? We want better lives, Kara.”

“And you will have them,” Kara uttered with dangerous conviction.

To make promises without any way to back them up was either foolish or heroic. If the chance arose, she would do whatever it took to grant them all their freedoms. Lena’s besotted smile was worth a thousand personal sacrifices.

Though they required no witnesses to ensure they mated, Andrea’s paranoia was to be expected. With only omegas under her rule, her house would be one of the first to fall in the coming battle, but knowing that didn’t help with the awkward feeling of having an audience.

Kara took command of the situation the way Lena had on the night they were used as entertainment at Nyxly’s party. If they fell into one another, the eyes on them would fade away and make the situation tolerable.

“Close your eyes, Lena. Be aware of only my touch and your pleasure.”

Kara could convey her emotions through the soft glide of her fingertips which pushed aside Lena’s hair and guided her in for the gentle meeting of their mouths. She planned to treat Lena delicately to spite Andrea’s demands, and she slid the tip of her tongue across the omega’s quivering lower lip.

The oils they used to mask the omega’s scent seemed to wear off all at once, and the full extent of Lena’s heat overpowered Kara’s other senses. She groaned against Lena’s tongue and rubbed her breasts with firmer, desperate squeezes.

“Lower, Kara, you know where I want you most of all,” Lena whispered, not the least bit coy in how she pushed Kara’s hand between her parted thighs to feel the nectar that gathered along the meridian of her cunt.

Lena’s forward requests no longer surprised Kara, and she gave into the urge to feel her mate without second thought to the omegas watching. She entered Lena with two fingers, shallow and teasing before adding a third.

The hot flutter of Lena’s walls drew her in deeper and Kara swiped her thumb across her clitoris with a rumbled moan.

“Do you feel how ready you are for my knot, Lena? You’re slicker than you were last night.”

“My heat has made me insatiable.” Lena peered through her lashes at the quickening of Kara’s hand and moaned from the inner traction of her fingers.

Kara strummed across the fine striations, intimately aware of how the crook of her fingertips created the most pleasure. She worked into Lena’s cunt with long strokes and her movement brought Lena closer.

Lena looked radiant in the afternoon glow, red lips parted and lidded eyes already glazed with the onset of an early orgasm.

“I’d like to think my skill plays a part in how quick you are to finish,” Kara murmured into Lena’s lips before brushing them in a kiss far less sweet than before.

The carnal indulgence of tasting Lena’s whimper elated Kara the way the clench around her fingers riled her alpha. She wanted all of Lena, in every way she possibly could have her, and she would have acted on that if not for the omegas present.

Kara sated herself by thumbing across Lena’s swollen pearl and nipping at her lips to leave them plump and scarlet. She palmed at Lena’s breasts while she worked her towards bliss and groaned at the sudden warmth that captured her cock.

Lena cupped her through her shorts, and that was enough to ruin them again as the stitching popped free from her arousal.

“Foolish alpha, I’m only just getting started,” Lena teased, her mirth short along with her breaths. She jerked the length of Kara’s shaft in tandem with her internal contractions and massaged over the broad glans in a circular motion. “Do you think you’re the only one with stamina here?”

Lena issued her challenge with a haughty raised brow, and Kara embarrassed herself with a sound of pleasure.

The sensual grasp of Lena’s pussy still enrobed her fingers and the heat of the omega’s palm was enough to convince her alpha she was already inside her cunt. She rocked her hips to drive her cock through Lena’s clasped hand and heard the muted gasps of those watching.

“I’m certain I will tire you out long before I require any rest,” Kara bragged, perhaps too soon, given the sly smirk Lena flashed.

She should have taken it as a warning, because the omega suddenly shoved her and the surprise of it knocked Kara onto her backside.

Lena claimed her lap with a victorious smile and the revolution of her hips brushed her cunt over the solid length of Kara’s cock. The seductive undulations kept Kara from moving, and they both watched the slippery glide of Lena’s cunt spreading over the thick shaft.

“Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure of that. Buff and strong as you are, there’s only one thing that can best you, and it happens to belong to me.”

Kara couldn’t be sure if Lena meant her cunt, or if she was referencing the stiff pole between her own thighs. Either way it seemed to be true, and her cock throbbed in agreement.

Lena’s tight entrance encompassed Kara’s wide tip. She pushed down on the large spear of it, and Kara groaned as inches disappeared into Lena’s warm chalice.

Slick dripped down the bottom of her length and in between her thighs. Kara placed a hand on the small of Lena’s back and settled her onto the full shaft.

Their lips almost touched in another kiss, but they strayed apart just to feel the irresistible pull between them. Lena tipped her chin up in invitation and hooked Kara with a smouldering glance down at her mouth.

“You want me,” Lena breathed softly against the curve of Kara’s cheek and smiled at the next throb of her cock. “I know you must have overheard the conversation before. I’m not going to tire out easily, I promise you. I just wish for you to take me on my terms.”

From the waist down, Lena moved herself in a determined grind and bounced to get her point across. She moaned from the pleasurable friction of her maneuvers and nuzzled Kara into a kiss that promised they would indulge themselves until she was sore and pregnant.

The hypnotic rock of her hips and the wet sheath of her cunt took possession of all of Kara’s senses.

The amorous scent of their mating was heightened by the fragrance of the other omegas present. Their combined arousal acted as a potent aphrodisiac and Kara was powerless to the way her body responded. Though nowhere near entering her rut, Kara’s shaft thickened and her pelvis lifted to better submerge herself in Lena’s cunt.

“I would never give you more than you could take.” Kara’s vow went beyond words and laced through the new pheromones brought about by the claim she had placed on Lena’s throat.

“Bring me as close to that as possible,” Lena urged and fed off the charged energy between them. “Teach me what I can take, and show me you have the self-restraint to go with all of that strength.”

The musk pushed Lena towards submission and Kara helped her momentum with a hand on her backside. She encouraged the omega to ride her faster, and bucked upward to open her cunt. Lena whimpered from the extra force and grasped at Kara’s broad shoulders. She swayed erotically, moving her breasts closer to Kara’s mouth with every undulation.

Kara nuzzled into the healed claim on her throat and tested her own willpower to resist going too far. She teetered at a speed that risked becoming rougher and too much for Lena’s sensitive pussy to accept. Lena moaned from the change and tossed her head back to beg for Kara’s teeth on her neck.

It was forbidden for Kara’s teeth to so much as graze that sacred spot, and she risked everything by dragging her mouth across it. The other omegas moaned right along with Lena when Kara’s teeth scraped the pristine skin, and the revolution of Lena’s hips intensified.

“I’d have you as my own if we were free, and I would breed you through every heat cycle you entered for the rest of our lives,” Kara confessed, bold and unafraid of the consequences as she bounced Lena with increased vigor.

She snared the omega’s hair close to the roots and relished the wet smack of their loins meeting, erratic and staccato like the beat of her heart.

“If it were my choice to make, I'd give you the right to my womb, Kara. You can have me completely, right now and forever. Claim my cunt with your seed so no other can have me.”

It was as much a promise as it was a plea, and Kara followed her instinct. She lunged forward to pin Lena onto the woven reeds and bit at her lips to sate her desire to bite down elsewhere. The rougher plunge of her cock set off Lena’s pleasure and the wide brim rubbed into the deepest ripples of her cunt.

“From now on you're mine, Lena. My teeth don’t have to be on your throat for you to know that. You can feel it in the way we rut, can’t you?” Kara asked, her forehead pressed against Lena’s so that they shared breaths in between kisses.

Lena locked her ankles around Kara’s lower back to prove it and they moved as one, grunting and writhing together passionately while the three omegas watched on entranced by their connection. They tended to themselves with slick between their thighs, though Kara never noticed.

“Andrea may own me, but I belong to you,” Lena acknowledged in a gasp, her chin trembling with the unrelenting stroke of Kara’s cock striking at her innermost resistance. “Make me feel it, Kara. Free me with pleasure, and fill my womb.”

Lena’s pheromones were filled with heady emotions and Kara drew the scent into her lungs until they burned from the effort to hold onto it. Kara could have knotted without much more provocation. Her cock pulsed from the bottom to the tip, and she groaned at the hot flooding of slick that came from Lena’s convulsing cunt.

She rutted with no reservations and shivered from the feeling of completion. Lena trembled and melded into her, supine and content from pleasure.

They locked their fingers together and Kara’s fast thrusts fulfilled their purpose in spilling her seed. She pumped most of the thick shot into Lena’s womb and watched the rest run out from between her pussy lips.

It pained Kara to separate in the throes of Lena’s release, but she raised her onto her knees in a show of superior strength. She positioned Lena into a deep mating bend before she could get her bearings.

Lena’s instincts must have been driving her, because she pushed back to welcome the swollen tip of Kara’s cock and whined for more.

“You will take my knot for as long as you can endure it,” Kara huffed out in pleasure, her shaft still pumping excess seed without the need for penetration.

She barely sheathed half her length inside of Lena when a disgruntled sound stopped her mid-thrust. Under the tallest Yeop tree, Andrea stood wrapped in a new hand-woven robe, and Nyxly accompanied her.

“Now this won’t do. You’re not beasts,” Nyxly announced with appalled judgment that she directed toward Andrea. She clicked her tongue in disgust at the other beta and stooped low to meet Kara’s eye while she stroked a single finger along Lena’s jaw like she was appraising an expensive jewel. “An omega requires the comforts and luxury of a real bed while in heat if your seed is to take. Not whatever this is.”

Nyxly sneered at the flimsy reeds beneath their knees and smirked at Andrea’s flustered and irritated scents.

“Where else are they supposed to go when you have a horde of barbarians just beyond this orchard?” Andrea flung her arm out as if she expected the alphas to appear any second and maul them. “My girls are at risk every time they’re in their line of sight.”

“My alphas aren’t feral, Andrea. They all know the price they would pay for touching your property.” Nyxly flicked her lashes towards the other beta in sly calculation. She kept her kohl-lined eyes on Andrea and motioned for Kara to get to her feet with the barest crook of her finger.

There was nothing quite so demeaning as being ordered to go against her very nature in the middle of knotting. Kara slid her hands in comfort over Lena’s hips and apologized with her scent for doing as she was told.

The loss of Lena’s warmth brought a cold determination to Kara’s alpha, though she knew better than to let it show as Andrea gawked at her nakedness. The base of Kara’s cock had partially swollen and her shaft remained indignantly rigid as Andrea helped Lena onto her feet.

“I set up a nesting area within my home to give them the privacy required to breed successfully while you’re still a guest here,” Nyxly informed Andrea with a thin smile.

The emphasis of her statement would strike fear in Andrea, and Kara noticed the clench of her jaw as she masked her panic.

Lena fell into line with the other omegas and they followed Nyxly’s lead toward the large estate. Eve gathered their clothes from the ground and breathed in the musk on Kara’s tunic before handing it back to her.

Out of spite, Andrea gave each of her omegas a small shove away from Kara and made certain to keep in step with Nyxly the entire way.

At the entrance to a grander part of the house that Kara had never entered in the past, Nyxly placed her hand on top of a bristled little creature. The long, suctioned feelers mapped out an intricate pattern and squirted a pink substance into a latching mechanism.

“This is a rare granarian,” Nxyly commented and patted the odd and fluctuating critter. “If anyone tries to break in, he will latch on and inject an immobilizing poison into their veins.”

The granarian responded with a whistling noise and tucked itself into a loose stone in the wall. Andrea gave the tiny alien creature a wide berth and hurried into Nyxly’s inner sanctuary.

Nxyly brought them all to a long banquet space, off of which branched several
rooms. She slid into a seat, kicked up her boots and helped herself to a basket of fruit that waited on her.

“The room behind me is for Kara’s breeding use, but the rest of your omegas can have any of the other rooms nearby.” Nxyly popped a large hale grape into her mouth without offering any to her guests. She paused mid-chew and eyed the omegas with a glimmer of intuition in her eyes. “Perhaps you would like some of my alphas to entertain you during your stay.”

“Alphas? Can we choose them ourselves?” Eve asked, bringing her hands together in a gleeful small clap.

Andrea curtailed the omegas’ enthusiasm by snatching the bowl of fruit from Nyxly’s hands. “I never agreed to offer any of my other omegas—”

Nyxly shot up from her chair and claimed back her meal almost so fast that it seemed Andrea had never taken it at all. “I’m not interested in your opinion. Focus your energies on influencing the Beta Guild, or would you rather take your chances without my current protection? There’s no need to house you while Lena is in heat, and should she not conceive–”

“She will,” Andrea rushed to assure Nyxly, and lost some of her ground as she realized how pathetic she appeared in her haste to appease the other beta. She hissed through clenched teeth, “Lena’s fertility is frequently tested. If there’s an issue, it lies with your alpha. Perhaps she’s only good for combat.”

Nyxly’s mirth was cool and indifferent and it slanted her lips in a smile. She cast a glance over her shoulder to where Kara stood and appraised her with a lingering look that sharpened with her secret machinations. “Perhaps you have a point. They are of different species, so if they have any chance of producing pups, Lena’s heat would have to coincide with Kara’s rut. I’m sure I can procure a tonic for that.”

Andrea’s ire could be felt in the atmosphere, and Kara hurried Lena away from the animosity before things turned sour between the betas. She tried to put the friction out of her mind and sealed Lena inside the large room that was granted to them.

Nyxly had outfitted it with a bed of reinforced material that would withstand the roughest of breeding. Thick furs lay on top of a large mattress and bushels of fruit were tucked off to the side along with a chest that Lena was drawn towards.

An entire wall was shelved with scented oils and balms meant for soothing an omega between the thighs, and Kara inspected them briefly with distrust.

“Whatever motives she has, she certainly wants us to succeed. Look at this,” Lena muttered and revealed several sleek looking instruments among leather restraints and pretty chains.

“We won’t need any of that,” Kara muttered as her eyes danced over the peculiar and fascinating items.

“That depends on how you act while in rut,” Lena stated with a raised brow. She blinked coquettishly up at Kara while still crouched by the chest and pursed her lips in thought. “Maybe I’ll have you fastened to the bed so you cannot ravage me raw. Or will I need to be tamed when you’re in such a state?”

The teasing hypotheticals stumped Kara long enough for Lena to grasp at her cock.

Kara watched in awe as Lena enveloped the mauve glans with her lips and groaned at the first flutter of her mate’s tongue. This wasn’t what they were meant to be doing, and the oral flirtation brought out Kara’s alpha.

“Do you wish to be tamed, Lena? Should I give you a taste of how insatiable I will be?” Kara wasn’t sure how she would do it, but her fingers were already tangled in Lena’s hair and she was guiding the omega’s mouth farther down her cock.

Lena bobbed her head and slurped around the tip. She pushed her lips as far they would go down the length of Kara’s shaft and puckered. “Give me more than just a taste.”

Kara groaned from the ravenous loops of Lena’s tongue over her small drips of excitement.

“I’ve been told not to do this without someone else present.” Lena grasped at the thickening knot base to pump her mouth faster over Kara’s cock. “That it means complete obedience and submission to an alpha. Don’t let it go to your head.”

“I don’t know that I can help it.” Kara lacked grace from the hedonistic warmth of Lena’s smile on the most sensitive part of her glans.

“You’re so stiff in my mouth. I wonder if I can make your cock swell before you fill my cunt.” Lena coordinated between stroking her hands up and down Kara’s shaft and continuing her passionate sucking.

Kara clamped her eyes shut, fearing that the sight of Lena’s voracious act would undo her too soon. She swelled in Lena’s soft palm and groaned from the sweet torment of knotting. Her cock slipped even deeper into Lena’s throat, and the hottest seed erupted from her—far more than expected.

She shifted to tug Lena’s head back, and pushed her into a mating pose on the floor. Within the span of a few seconds, she slipped into Lena’s cunt and spent her built-up pleasure.

It felt like all of her lifelong stress was pumping out of her, and she wanted to rut Lena much harder for it.

This time she didn’t even stop when she heard a noise behind them.