Falling in Reverse

Rating: Explicit, ABO, Alpha Kara, Omega Lena.


Description: The married at first sight story.


Tags: Power bottom Lena (who is also sweet and needs a hug), sweet dork Kara, Kara learns to alpha, oral sex (both) foreplay, dirty talk, smut, knotting, all the things, sweet and spicy.



Word count: 10,704




Lena Luthor never liked participating in press conferences or being the center of attention in front of flashing cameras. She  did her fair share of it due to her family. Their notoriety was one of the reasons that the producers of Bite at First Sight wanted her for the show. The other, they claimed, had to do with her soft spoken video submission in which she described her search for a mate.

I’m judged and hated for reasons beyond my control. All I want is someone to give me a fair chance, and if love comes from it, then there will be two less lonely people in the world.

She fidgeted throughout the short recording, playing with her hands and sliding the hair from her shoulder. The vulnerability shined in her eyes and formed in her sad smile.

Her best friend Sam reviewed the footage before she sent it off. “God, look at your face. Even I want to take you home.”

Lena fluttered her lashes and put out her hand. “Well, your guest room is my favorite place to crash, and I hope you’re prepared to help me pick up the pieces if this doesn’t work out. I might end up single and even more lonely at the end of all of this.”

“Don’t say that,” Sam scolded in a quiet, comforting voice. “Saying that is getting off to a bad start.”

Lena poured herself another glass of wine to cope with her feelings about volunteering herself to be married to a complete stranger. “I’m just so sick of being at bars and hearing the whispers. The alphas that approach me must all have some kind of humiliation kink. They like to make rude comments and see the flustered look on my face. The ones that don’t are sometimes even worse.”

She realized that she could meet someone like that through this experience, but the person would have to be vetted carefully.

Not even a day went by before she heard back from the show runners.

By the end of the week, she packed her bags for an extended honeymoon and wondered how her family would react to receiving the news by wedding invitation. Her mother tried to call her a total of 62 times, which she ignored. She only had two friends — Sam, and her secretary, Jess, who promised to support her through the experience.

The wedding would take place at one of the finest Californian resorts, and Lena could Google all of the details of the event. Except of course for her fiancée’s name.

She imagined a lot of different types meeting her at the altar – a tall and clever someone who wouldn’t mind the constant hype of the media around her family.

The Luthor Family ran as a series for twelve consecutive seasons, and her momager Lillian worked out all kinds of brand deals. Her brother Lex negotiated a spin-off with a streaming service, and his face appeared on billboards all throughout the continental US. He stared down on the “common people” with his sunglasses pulled down and his dead-behind-the-eyes look that so many omegas mistook for sex appeal.

He called her the minute he found out about her attempt to defect from the Luthor family. “Sis, please tell me this is all a joke and just your way of screwing mom over.”

“While that would be a logical first motive, I’m doing this for me, Lex.” Lena continued walking and picking out various items for her wedding while on the phone.

She pointed to specific champagne glasses, sampled the wine for the honeymoon and ordered a selection of chocolates to be brought to the resort.

“So, you’re serious?” Lex asked with clear surprise in his voice. “Wow. Mom is going to lose her mind. Naturally that means I’m in.”

Lena paused her browsing to blink down at her phone. She tucked it against her ear to sample one of the decadent chocolates and wondered if her fianceé would have a sweet tooth. “What do you mean you’re in?”

“Well you’re going to need a best man right? Who better than your big brother to stand by your side on the most important day of your life.”

His self assured assumption that Lena would of course want him to be part of the televised ceremony was so quintessentially Lex that she wasn’t even surprised.

“You just want a front row seat to the drama mother will cause.”

“Well, yes, but I still want to support you in this big life decision. Two birds and all that,” Lex explained with obvious amusement.

She could picture her brother’s grinning face and maniacal glint in his eyes that only ever lit up when trouble was afoot.

“You’re terrible and that’s an awful idea. Mother will threaten to disown you. When can you fly out here?”

“I’m already in the air. We’ll be landing in what, an hour?” Lex paused no doubt to check his watch and then laughed down the line. “I can’t believe you’re getting married.”

“If they say yes,” Lena corrected, and self-consciously pulled at the sleeve of her shirt.

There was a huge chance the alpha would stand her up once they found out who she was and what family they would be marrying into, and the worry of that had kept her up at night.

“For all I know they might bail the second they realize who I am.”

“Oh please, there’s no alpha alive stupid enough to turn you down.” Lex scoffed at the notion. “And if there is, I'll remind them you’re the good Luthor in the family.”

The immediate reassurance soothed Lena’s omega and she laughed at her brother’s posturing. “Come on, Lex, you can’t throw a punch. You go for more manicures than I do.”

“I didn’t say I would get my hands dirty,” Lex insisted, as if the thought repulsed him. “Isn’t that what sycophants are for? I’ll call you when I land.”

Lena was still chuckling long after he hung up, and it hit her all at once that she wasn’t going to back out on her plan. Soon she would be a claimed omega, and her life would finally be in her own hands.

She learned from production that her mother reached out to fill up the rest of her guest seats. Other than that, she evaded her mother’s efforts to make contact.

No one was prepared for her wedding day, but Lena faced it with all of the accoutrements of a bride. She borrowed a clip to put in her hair and chose a vintage veil that touched the floor. Her ivory dress had a clinging bodice and a beautiful skirt that swished around her.

Nerves fluttered in her stomach for hours beforehand, and she relied on her best friends squeezing her hand to get her through it.

“You’re going to be happy, Lena,” Sam whispered as a final send-off and brushed a loose strand of hair from her face.

The notes of her wedding march began, and Lena drifted into the hall with cameras following her and Sam holding the train of her gown.

Everyone looked at her from long rows of wood benches under drapings of white flowers and vines. Lena moved forward under tall arbors and listened the murmur of the crowd as she saw the alpha that would be hers. Her first impressions surely counted for a lot — and she couldn’t believe that her mate was physically her ideal.

Kara Danvers stood tall with her hands folded in front of her. Even in a tux, the ripple of her biceps could be seen from far away, and she softened upon noticing Lena.

Once they saw each other, neither of them could glance away, and Kara put out her hand to help her up the steps of the altar.

“Wow, I can’t believe how lucky I am,” Kara breathed out in greeting and shyly looked Lena up and down. “I’m Kara. Kara Danvers.”

“Kara,” Lena repeated and balanced her bouquet in one hand so she could hug her fiancée. The name rolled off her tongue pleasantly, and Kara radiated a good energy that put her at ease. “I’m Lena Danvers, if you’ll have me.”

“Danvers. Why do I recognize that name?” Lex muttered in the background.

The marriage celebrant cleared his throat and smiled as he read off his notes. “We are here today thanks to two people who come from different worlds, but who understand and value the same things. Lena is looking for her soulmate — who will love and hold her in times both good and bad. Kara wants to marry someone who will be her home.”

Between the bright lights and blinding sun, Lena’s pulse rang louder in her ears than the celebrant's words. She refused to glance at the crowd for fear of catching her mother’s disapproving stare, or worse, seeing the same look on her soon-to-be in-law’s faces. She clung to her bouquet with sweaty palms and swayed slightly from nerves right up until the celebrant announced that Kara had written her own vows.

There was something sweet in the way Kara reached for her hand again, stopping just shy of touching her so it was up to Lena to fully grasp her hand. The tentative smile on Kara’s face was like a beacon of hope to Lena, and it became radiant when their eyes met.

“Lena, for the longest time I wanted to find someone who would value who I am above what I am. I may not be the alpha you imagined you’d marry, but I promise from this day on, your opinions will always matter. I will never lose my temper with you, or make you feel like a lesser partner in this union. I won’t make any demands of you because your happiness will be just as important as mine. If you choose me today, I will spend the rest of my life honoring and supporting you with all my heart.”

Kara’s sincerity eased the last of Lena’s doubt and her vision blurred as tears threatened to ruin her carefully applied mascara. She squeezed Kara’s hand, and the celebrant began asking her questions that ultimately led to the final answer she would give as an unclaimed omega. “Lena Luthor, do you take Kara Danvers as your alpha?”

“I do.”

Lena’s lips spread in a wide smile, and she moved in close to embrace her mate. Kara stooped forward to kiss her, and they drank each other in before their mouths merged. She braced herself for awkwardness, some teeth clashing or too much tongue. Kara put an end to that worry by holding her cheek and reciprocating her slow passion and warmth. Her skin tingled as Kara nuzzled lower beneath her chin and went ahead with the ultimate commitment.

Kara’s teeth locked onto Lena’s claim, and she swooned under the influence of their binding union.

Cameras panned in for a close-up of the mark, and Kara led her away for their first private moment. 

“I know it’s tradition to celebrate with family and friends, but I chose our seating to be far removed from the other guests.” Lena treaded carefully in her heels and showed Kara to a stairwell that took them up an entire flight to their table. “It’s a precaution in case my mother tries to slip something into your drink.”

Kara chuckled over the casual threat to her life and peered over the balcony-edge that kept them out of the way. “I actually met her right before the ceremony. She gave me her blessing.”

“They must have hired someone else as her stand-in.” Lena clasped the ledge of the balcony and caught Lillian’s steely eyes on her.

“Is now a bad time to tell you I asked for the introductions?” Kara’s worry caused a crinkle between her brows, and she puffed her cheeks out as she regarded Lena. “The production team mentioned there might be a scene at our wedding, so I might have requested to meet your mother beforehand to smooth things over.”

“And you’re still alive after that? What did she say?” Lena demanded and turned to give Kara her full attention.

Kara didn’t strike Lena as the type to boldly walk into danger and her bashful demeanor was all the more intriguing when coupled with that.

“Oh, you know, that if I break your heart, she will personally make sure mine stops beating.” Kara’s cavalier way of explaining their interaction was comical, and she shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal to be issued death threats to her face.

Lena gaped at the alpha and tried to fathom why she hadn’t run off. “And you still agreed to go on with the wedding when she threatened you like that?”

Kara poured them both a flute of champagne and offered one to Lena like she assumed she was in shock. “Why let a little animosity get in the way of finding true love?”

“You have no idea who I am, do you?” Lena drawled in suspicion and narrowed her eyes at Kara’s natural positivity. She sipped her drink and wondered if the smile on Kara’s lips would fade when she realized the kind of family she married into, and how their privacy would always be under attack.

“My wife?” Kara stated and peered over the ledge to see that Lillian was still hawkishly staring up at them like she was trying to lip read. “I know you’re a reality TV star, but I— gosh, this is awful—I never watched your show. I did however hire a private car in case the media attention became too much, and you wanted to get out of here.”

Lena sussed out most of her mate’s motives just from that limited conversation and from their talk in the car.

Kara was born into wealth and inherited the family company from a young age. She had no social media accounts apart from a private blog that she used to collect photos of food and dogs.

Gaining fame and fortune weren’t at the top of Kara’s list of priorities, and Lena began to wonder what her alpha was lacking in other areas that could make Bite at First Sight her ideal way of finding an omega.

Lena pondered the different possible reasons in their suite while she changed into a bikini for the pool.

Her first assumption was some kind of physical flaw – although going for a swim cleared that up. Kara stepped out of the bathroom with a towel around her waist, and Lena gasped as soon as it dropped.

Kara’s swim trunks didn’t fit right, and Lena had to wonder if long cargo shorts would even be adequate to cover up the huge bulge inside of them.

“Oh. Kara. Those are probably too small for you.” Lena didn’t know how to put it more delicately than that.

Fortunately, they were getting into the water, and that stopped Lena from staring directly at it. Sinking in up to her shoulders, she sipped a pina colada with the determination to uncover all of Kara’s shortcomings before nightfall. She knew how she wanted to spend the wedding night, but she didn’t want to have any regrets, either.

“I want to know everything about you,” Lena intoned and glided through the water close by Kara. “What’s the real reason you signed up for Bite at First Sight? What makes it hard for you to connect with another person? For me, it’s my family, and I also have some trust issues I need to work through.”

Kara reached for her own fruity drink and sipped it through the straw while she contemplated Lena’s questions. She mulled over the answer with pinched lips and sighed as she set her glass aside. “I guess it depends on who you ask.”

Kara’s cryptic response was met with a single raised brow from Lena. She wouldn’t pry it out of the alpha, but she would judge her if she wasn’t forthcoming.

“My sister thinks I’m too sensitive,” Kara divulged as she averted her gaze to the water. “She thought toughening me up meant roughhousing when we were kids. She’s been married for years and has three pups. Her wife is a lovely omega who happens to be a therapist. My sister has encouraged me countless times to sit down with her wife to find out the route of my issues. Needless to say, I’ve refused.”

Lena wouldn’t dance around her intrigue. If there was a hidden side to Kara, she needed to know sooner rather than later. She doubted her mate had a mean bone in her body, yet she couldn’t help the apprehension that tightened her chest.

“Is your sister alone in thinking you have issues?

Kara scrunched her face and reached for her drink again. She nervously twirled the straw and chewed the inside of her lip as she met Lena’s inquisitive eyes. “I suppose not. Every omega I’ve dated stopped returning my calls at some point. They said, and I’m paraphrasing here, I’m not alpha enough.”

Tension ebbed out of Lena’s muscles, and she breathed deeply in relief that there wasn’t some underlying fault with Kara.

“What do you think that means?” Lena asked gently and studied Kara’s face as she laughed.

“Oh, I know what it means.” Kara confided without hesitation. “I’m not the aggressive type. I don’t posture or take what I think is mine because I would rather discuss boundaries first. I prefer to talk through conflicts instead of settling them with fights. In short, I don’t have the typical cutthroat tendencies associated with being an alpha. I haven’t met any omegas who are okay with that. I’m not even sure that you will be, but I can’t hide who I am at my core.”

Lena had to give props to the experts that paired her with Kara. They understood the nuances of her preferences and that she couldn’t handle a mate who would be loud and coarse with her.

She swam a little closer and made the first move, pulling Kara’s arms around her back. “I think we’re a good match. Given the environment I grew up in, I find it difficult to be around anyone who raises their voice or acts like a bully. We should get along just perfectly.”

They played around in the pool for about an hour, splashing and diving and laughing with each other. More than once, Lena deliberately brushed into Kara’s swim trunks to feel her mate’s solid sexual interest in between her thighs.

Across all possible criteria, they were attracted to one other and well matched, and Lena hoped they would also ease into a conversation about sex as the day went on. They showered separately after the pool, and Lena wore wedding night lingerie beneath a sexy and strapless dress in expectation that they would take the next step. Their one-on-one reception dinner was intimate and gave them time to get better acquainted.

Kara was already waiting for her in a tailored shirt and black dress pants. She had forgone the jacket and tie no doubt because of the evening heat and broke into a smile upon seeing Lena. Her gaze fell to the swell of Lena’s breasts and lingered as she pulled out a chair, nearly taking the tablecloth with her.

“Golly, I thought you were beautiful in your wedding dress, but wow. No wonder you’ve spent years in front of cameras.”

She ushered Lena into the seat with an audible gulp and returned to her own looking flushed from the sun. It hung heavy in the sky, the golden hues barely finding them beneath the canopy of their outdoor venue.

“I didn’t want to order without you. It’s silly, but I think I feel more nervous now than I did at the ceremony.” Kara’s spirits weren’t dampened by her anxiety, though she did seem to fidget with her glasses before pushing them up by the frame to peer at Lena intently.

“First date vibes?” Lena’s smile was coy, and the sweet fragrance of her pheromones were flirtatious and light. “I feel the same way. I think it’s best if we don’t overthink it. I’m already yours, so you don’t have to try and win me over.”

The absurdity of that made them both laugh, and she watched the tension ease out of Kara’s stiff, broad shoulders.

“I still want to, though,” Kara admitted, and selected a red wine after she noticed Lena eyeing up the bottles set aside for them. She poured them each a glass and swirled the dark Merlot around with a smile. “There’s just so much to learn about one another. Like what kind of life do you picture having now that you’re married?”

“That depends.” Lena grinned as she made some coquettish, animated hand gestures. “I like quiet nights like this, just the two of us, but eventually I want a family. Based on the little preview I’ve gotten so far, I can tell I’m going to have a very full life, among other things. What about you, Kara?”

Kara chuckled at the sexual undertones in Lena’s answer and revealed her inner dork by stuttering. “I—I want to fill you.” She was staring at Lena’s cleavage as she spoke, and her gaze snapped up to Lena’s face a split second later as she realized her blunder. “With joy—and other sh-stuff.”

“What other stuff?” Lena asked, narrowing her eyes in sly determination to watch her mate squirm.

“Oh you know, co–” Kara turned pink in the face and her ears darkened with her rising mortification. “Confidence and um—all the things that go into a happy marriage.”

Lena got the distinct impression Kara was fixated on things that went into her. She raised a solitary brow and pushed her chin out as she tried to hide the smirk forming on her lips.

“It’s hard, isn’t it?” Lena asked in a smoky tone meant for seduction.

“I’m sorry?” Kara squeaked and shifted in the seat with a look of guilt about her.

It sounded more like an apology than confusion, and Lena was tempted to toe off her shoe to find out if Kara was having a reaction.


“Making small talk when we’re already mates,” Lena clarified, and then went on to increase the pressure, since the sight of Kara flustered was appealing to her omega. “Maybe we should skip the questions and take a more hands on approach.”

She hoped the hypothetical situation would inspire Kara to flirt back. Lena shivered from the intensity Kara exuded from her suggestion, and then stared in shock when Kara pulled out her phone.

“God, I’m so happy you said that. I compiled a PDF of everything I thought you’d want to know about me.” Kara clicked to send off the document with a sigh of relief. “It’s chronological, but it has everything from my medical history to my current playlist and favorite smoothie.”

Lena grabbed for her phone as it dinged and glanced down at the organized list. “Peanut butter banana with two scoops of caramel protein powder.”

She clamped her mouth shut and took a fast glance down the at the 17-page long document. Her eye dropped to a section on Preferred positions, and she frowned when she read Back sleeper from the line next to it.

“Thank you for these very interesting insights into who you are,” Lena intoned through a smile and tucked the list away for later.

She decided to move her chair closer to Kara’s as a few waiters brought out some plates with appetizers. Over the years, Lena mastered the art of provocative eating. She squeezed lemon juice over her oysters just so she could lick her fingers and play the role of a tease. The sexy move worked on so many others in the past, and Lena believed it wouldn’t miss on Kara.

“Oh no, let me get you a napkin.” Kara shook her head and wiped down Lena’s hands before she could so much as drop the wedge of citrus.

Once the waiters also brought their main dishes to the table, Lena decided to nudge the conversation along in the directed she wanted.

“So, how do you want to spend the rest of our wedding night?”

Kara paused with her fork poised at her lips and cast a shy glance toward Lena. "I was hoping we would continue to get to know one another once we're back in our room."

The confidence of that statement excited Lena and she let her pheromones do the talking as they ate between flirtatious smiles. Their attraction was obvious, even to the staff who came silently with their desserts and took away their empty dishes. Kara spoon-fed her part of a chocolate souffle and Lena sucked on the spoon as they made intense eye contact.

Kara was responding to her sensual play. Lena saw it in the expanse of her pupils and the soft breath that passed Kara’s parted lips. The alpha was riveted, and Lena was happy to indulge in the sweet treat as a form of foreplay.

Their appetite for actual food was all a pretense at that point. Lena moaned and Kara unbuttoned her collar as the atmosphere between them became charged.

A waiter returned to ask if they would like another glass of wine, and Kara didn’t bother taking her eyes off Lena as she shook her head. “No, thank you. We’re finished here.”

The short walk back to their hotel suit was romantic in the warm twilight.

They held hands and fell into a comfortable silence of anticipation of what was to come. Lena had high hopes that it would be her - over and over again. Once they entered their room, she tried to convey it with a lingering stroke down Kara’s arm.

In her mind she envisioned Kara catching her by her fingertips to pull her in for a long and passionate kiss. It bewildered her when it didn’t happen, and her soft pouty lips went unclaimed.


It took her a moment to register the sense of anxiety Kara emitted, how her smile was tense and her movements were clunky. If not for the bite on her throat, Lena wouldn’t have been any the wiser.

She tried to make it easier by being open about her wants without being crass and fluttered her lust heavy lashes. “I know it’s been a long day for both of us, but I can’t express how eager I am to climb into bed.”

Any other alpha would have understood implicitly that it was code for sex. Kara, however, exhaled shakily and wrapped Lena up in her arms like they were platonic best friends and not newlyweds.

“You must be exhausted,” Kara sighed and ushered Lena into the only bedroom in the suite. “Sweet dreams, Lena. I can’t wait to spend tomorrow with you.”

Lena sank onto the edge of the mattress and stared at the doorway in dismay and confusion. She glanced around at the rose petals on the sheets and all of the little touches that should have helped to kindle their romance.

“Kara?” Lena called out and wondered if the stress of their unique situation had brought about Kara’s bizarre retreat. “I’m not that tired.”

No immediate response came from the other room, so she stood up and opened the ties on the back of her dress. It would have been depressing to resign herself to sleep. She could have texted a friend about Kara’s avoidance, but there was a faster way to get to the bottom of the issue.

Lena waited as long as it took to slide off her clothes. Her dress gathered around her feet, and she wandered over to a long mirror to select other lingerie. She grabbed an elegant little gown from her collection and removed her panties and bra.

The semi-sheer gown would cup her tits and allow her nipples to peek through. The material clung to her waist with a ruffled piece that was sexy but also innocent. Out of all the options, it was the least likely to cause cardiac arrest or send Kara running.

She headed out of the room to find Kara lounging on the sofa and perched next to her without asking for an invitation. “There you are. I wasn’t ready for our night to be over yet.”

The noise of the television pulled her attention just briefly enough that she caught Kara staring directly at her tits when she glanced back.

“Oh!” Kara laughed and returned her gaze to Lena’s face at a delay. “I didn’t want to assume that you — that you would be comfortable sharing the bed with me on our first night together.”

“You’re sweet, aren’t you?” Lena mused and took a moment to appreciate her mate’s gentleness. “I can tell you’re trying to be courteous, and while I appreciate the respect you’ve shown me, there’s something else I’d rather see.”

It was brazen to place her hand on Kara’s knee, and practically wanton to skirt her fingers toward the clear outline that had begun to tent the fabric of her mate’s pants.

“How did you imagine your wedding night, Kara? Was it sitting on a couch all alone without me?” Lena’s hushed questions brought heat to Kara’s face, and she stopped just shy of tracing the outline of the alpha’s erection with her pinky.

“N-no. I was hoping we would–you know–” Kara’s tongue pressed against her teeth and her jaw locked like she couldn’t bring herself to say her thoughts out loud. A crinkle formed between her brows, and she dipped her chin to her chest with an embarrassed chuckle.

“Kiss?” Lena inquired and inched closer so that her shoulder brushed up against Kara’s bicep. The touch sent tingles through her arm, and she turned to face the alpha with the sudden realization that she would need to be the one to take lead during their first night together.

Kara’s shy demeanor put Lena at ease with expressing herself sexually, and she cupped her mate’s chin to lock eyes with her again. She leaned in so that their lips were almost touching and murmured seductively, “Were you hoping we would come back here and undress one another, Kara?”

She could feel the gasping breath Kara took and inhaled the subtle spice of lust that clung to her skin. It was endearing that Kara could become flustered and tongue tied over the light probing.

Lena took matters into her own hands by cupping the front of Kara’s pants to massage the girth that was trying to break free.

“I think you wanted to spend the night exploring every inch of each other, and if you can’t tell, I’m up for it, Kara. Since the moment you took my hand, I couldn’t wait for you to claim me in every way possible.”

Lena’s breathy confession was met with a desperate moan, and Kara closed the space between them. She kissed Lena with reverence and slipped her tongue between her lips to draw her in.

Lena clasped Kara’s hands and redirected them from her face down to her tits.
She grinned at the tender caress across her nipples and nipped Kara’s bottom lip while she tugged down the fly of her pants.

Kara groaned into Lena’s mouth and pulled back to admire the soft swells she cradled in her palms. “These are perfect for my hands.” She looked utterly mesmerized, and one lens of her glasses fogged from the blush on her face.

“What about your mouth?” Lena asked with a sultry lilt. She pushed her tits out in silent offering and encouraged Kara down with a hand on the back of her head.

It went without saying what she wanted, and Kara was happy to oblige. She puckered around Lena’s stiffened nipple and sucked wetly while she played with the other, pinching and tugging in with her lips.

Her tits reacted to the soft caress of Kara’s tongue, and she gasped from the repeated tracing over the tip of each bud.Their ache shifted to the place in between her thighs, and she stroked back Kara’s hair with thoughts of coaching her through other acts.

“I know you like my tits. I caught you looking at them a lot today.” Lena placed her hands on either side of them to bring them together for Kara’s mouth.

“Yeah, I couldn’t help it. You’re so beautiful that it’s distracting.” Kara no sooner kissed one than moved onto the other, and Lena toyed with the mark on her throat with a newfound awareness of what it could do for her sexually.

“Your claim is on my neck now, so I expect you to look.” Lena smoothed her hands up her thighs to the lace edge of her lingerie. “I’ve been wet all day, Kara. And not just from our dip in the pool.”

The stiffness in Kara’s pants became a notch firmer, and Lena wondered if the bulge ever ripped through the seams. She encroached on it with her fingertips at a gentle pace. Heat radiated against her hand as she touched Kara for the first time through boxers.

Kara shivered and clenched in self-restraint. “I can’t even control how I react to you. I was hard the entire time we were in the pool.”

“Oh, I noticed,” Lena crooned and massaged just the middle part of Kara’s shaft that she could reach. “I’ve never seen anything quite like this. I wasn’t exactly saving myself for marriage, but when everyone treats you like a terrible person, sex isn’t usually on the table.”

She pushed out her bottom lip in sullen reflection and shook it off as she released Kara’s cock from her pants. The boxers underneath were too thick layered, and she realized that Kara was wearing two pairs.

“Were you worried I would see that you had a hard-on?” Lena smirked at her mate’s misguided thoughtfulness and helped Kara slide the boxers down. “I want to see.”

She arched an eyebrow as she glanced up at Kara’s face and tugged the waistband to come face-to-face with the magnificent cock she barely glimpsed earlier in the pool. The girth of it was triple the size of her expectations, and the length astounded her.

Kara stood with her chin up and her hands tucked against her hips. “You deserve to be treated better than that - and I will do everything in my power to make sure you never feel like anything less than the most loved and desired person in my eyes.”

Lena smiled at the beads of sexual arousal in the groove at the tip of Kara’s shaft. “I can already tell you desire me. The evidence is right here, but I would like to feel it a little more intimately.”

She crouched on the floor to get a different perspective on the twitching underside of Kara’s massive cock. From the base to the tip was a thick cord of muscle that kept it upright and straining. Lena licked over it in a long stripe and sucked on the partially raised knot.

“I know you’re not the typical alpha — and there’s nothing wrong with that, but I do think I’m going to bring out those latent alpha tendencies in you. Just look at the state of your cock right now. I’m sure you can’t wait for the sweet moment of gratification you’ll experience when you’re inside of my pussy.”

The color of Kara’s tip deepened from her teasing, and Lena pressed her lips over it to give her the sensations of sex without taking off her lingerie yet. She swiped her tongue over the contours of Kara’s glans and pulled on the rim with her mouth.

“You’re my alpha. You’ve left your mark on me, and I want to feel that possession in your touch. I want to feel it when you fuck my mouth, and whenever you’re inside my cunt.”

Kara placed a tender hand on the side of her face and stroked Lena’s dark hair. “Can you feel how much I want you right now?”

Lena lapped at the warm essence in front of her and nodded up at Kara. “You’d like to thrust, but you’re afraid I won’t be able to take all of your cock in my throat. The thing is, Kara, I never give up when I have a goal.”

She formed her lips to the rigid shaft and forced as much of it into her mouth as possible. The more it passed over her tongue, the more she fit into the back of her throat. She swallowed and worked against her reflexes to pleasure her mate.

“You have the most incredible mouth,” Kara groaned and steadied herself even as she experimented with pushing against Lena’s tonsils.

Lena begged with little moans and fisted the rest of Kara’s shaft. “And it’s going to feel so good to fill it with your seed.”

Kara made a satisfied noise and matched Lena’s warm suction with thrusts. Her shyness melted away as they both focused on striking the right speed.

Small twitches went through Kara’s cock and Lena slurped with consistency to get that reaction again. She controlled the orgasm with her lips and fluttered her tongue at the first spurt of Kara’s release. The thick splashes cascaded over her hands as she stroked.

“Give it to me, Kara, come hard,” Lena pleaded and finished off her oral performance with little flicks across Kara’s glans that transformed her alpha’s behavior.

Kara grunt-moaned and rocked on her feet throughout her finish. She trembled with her eyes shut during the spasms and lifted Lena from the floor after they ended.

With athletic ease, Kara carried her from the lounge into their room and placed her on her back. “Lena, your wedding lingerie is pretty and delicate. I’d hate to ruin it.”

Lena smirked and propped herself on her elbows while watching her mate through low lids. “Take it off me.”

Kara wandered around the room in search of her suitcase and came back with a small trove of gifts — lubricants, condoms and a discreet item she kept tucked in her palm. It revealed a lot about Kara’s preparedness and hopes for the honeymoon.

Lena lifted her thigh to give Kara access and laid back while her mate did the work of slipping the gown off. Her nipples stood up in excitement and she massaged them under Kara’s infatuated stare.

“My nipples and clit are very sensitive.” Lena moved her hand between her thighs to the little patch of groomed hair above her bare private lips. She bit her lip in sudden bashfulness and spread her thighs just enough. Her clit responded to the lightest touch of her fingertip circling around it.

Kara surged forward at that sexual invitation and kissed her thighs. “You’re a goddess. How did I marry the sexiest woman on the planet? In the entire universe?”

Lena grinned at the silly but heartfelt compliments and pulled Kara up to her face for a kiss. Their lips spoke another language of lust and want, and Kara’s alpha emerged again. Her tits heaved with her breaths, and Kara’s hands found them to roughly grab and squeeze.

“Can I ask you a question? Why did you bring condoms for our honeymoon?” Lena nudged the box with her arm and glanced at the brand and gigantic size that would have to be special ordered.

“It’s our first time and I thought it was important to take precautions for you.” Kara comically ripped into one and positioned it over her tip. The tight latex wouldn’t roll down far, even with a few flummoxed attempts.

Lena allowed the condom to remain for the time being if only because it looked like it would break on its own if Kara so much as touched it again.

Kara had different ideas and pushed Lena’s thighs apart to get better acquainted with her pussy. She rubbed her thumb into the slippery and snug cleft between her lips.

“If I was in heat, I would already be on top of you, begging you to put it in me.” Lena clenched her brows together from the gentle stimulation of her overly sensitive clit.

The claim on her throat must have been responsible, right along with her strong physical attraction to Kara. She moaned from feeling Kara’s mere breath against her thighs and sank down on her back from the first kiss of her pussy.

“I can’t wait for your heat. Is it wrong that I hope you’re going to need me to help you through every minute of it?” Kara spread her inner lips and licked her with reverent long strokes.

“Fuck. No, of course not. I love that.” Lena writhed from the sensuality and intimacy of sharing her pussy with Kara. “I’ve never suppressed my heats, but I’ve never had anyone to take care of me, either. Sex is the only thing on my mind once it strikes.”

She knew she would be horny all of the time in their marriage, and it would be unbearable once she was in heat. Kara slid two fingers down to massage at her entrance, and she rolled her hips in want.

“When you’re in heat, do you rub your pussy?” Kara pressed her mouth flush against Lena’s warm lips and sucked on the blushing bud framed in between them. “Would I come home to find you already wet and touching yourself?”

“Every day,” Lena gasped and chewed her lip until a ragged moan broke free. “I’ll beg for your cock. I feel so close to begging right now.”

Kara groaned from the fantasy of having sex with her while she was in heat and pressed her pillowy soft lips over Lena’s clit to draw it into her mouth. She lapped at the swollen pearl with quick little licks and increased her suction as she crooked her fingers.

The synchronicity of the push of Kara’s fingers and the pull of her lips raised Lena’s pelvis and made it easier for the alpha to pump into her faster.


Kara moaned into her pussy and spread her fingers to massage the rippled walls of Lena’s cunt. She dipped into her entrance with the tip of her tongue.

Lena whined and gasped in surprise when Kara held her knees open as they instinctively tried to close. The subtle strength and power of her mate was exactly what Lena wanted to experience and she moaned, “Oh fuck, keep doing that, hold me down so you can devour me.”

The more she tried to wrap her thighs around Kara’s head, the more intensely her alpha sucked. Fast flutters became languid swirls, and the closer Lena came to orgasm, the higher her ass lifted. She was losing control of herself in the moment, clasping at Kara’s broad shoulders while she writhed and tried to clamp her legs together.

The restriction meant Kara didn’t have as much access, and for the first time that night, she heard her mate growl. The strong vibrations were just as stimulating as the clear instruction for Lena to spread herself, and she tried to relax as her core tensed with arousal. There was no way she would manage without assistance, and Kara stepped up to restrain her with a strong hand on her inner thigh.

“You’re so tight inside, Lena, I can feel you squeezing my fingers,” Kara rumbled into her core and puckered to capture Lena’s clit.

The slick sound of her fingers pushing deeper was all Lena needed. She undulated to keep them knuckle deep.

“Imagine how my pussy will feel on your cock. Those condoms won’t stand a chance, will they?” Lena rasped, already lost to the idea of Kara knotting her without protection.

That pushed her over the edge, or maybe it was the affirming, lustful greed of Kara’s claim pheromones demanding she come.

Lena rocked her hips until the heat inside of her finally extinguished and rekindled with twice the flame.

Kara stroked her fingers through Lena’s arousal, completely awed by the powerful clench of her channel. “I want to hear you like that again.”

It was a tentative step to the assertiveness Lena wanted from Kara, and she rewarded her mate by spreading her pussy with two of her fingers to show off her ruby slit.

The warm little cavern was glossy inside, and Lena flaunted her arousal by dipping into it. “I’m more than ready for you.”

Lena’s internal tension slackened off, and she sat up to stroke her slick over Kara’s length.


It was a two-fold ploy to both turn Kara on and remove the condom.

Kara reached for the lubricant, but Lena got there first. She slathered her palm in the silky liquid with a sly smile and smoothed it from base to tip in slow and deliberate jerks.

“You want to know if I can take all of this, don’t you, Kara? You already know it’s going to be a tight fit, but you’re ready to make it work, aren’t you?”

The dirty talk was to help ease Kara into the dominant role, which Lena sensed underneath her sweet nature.

It was a narrative she assumed was already in her mate’s mind but breathing it to life would give Kara the confidence to follow through.

“Lie back for me, Lena, and lift your knees up high,” Kara whispered.

Lena circled her clit with one finger and raised her knees, and Kara situated herself between them to position the thick helmet of her cock between her labia.

They both readied themselves for the moment and looked each other in the eyes during the first thrust.

Kara’s blunt tip forced her cunt to spread, and the thickened rim rubbed into her deep striations.


“God, you’re definitely the one for me.” Lena whimpered vocally and braced her hands under her thighs. Her pleasure superseded expectations and she broke into a feverish sweat that reminded her of being in heat. The glorious stretch was more than she could handle, and still she was determined for Kara to slide deeper.

“Do I look good pinned beneath you, Kara?” Lena gasped, and enveloped Kara’s broad shoulders with her arms to pull her down so their lips could meet.

She whimpered into the kiss and submitted to Kara’s tongue as it demanded entrance into her mouth.

“Better than any sight I’ve ever seen,” Kara whispered against her lips, rocking forward to slot herself deeper. “This is how we should spend our entire honeymoon.”

“With you between my legs, rutting me nice and hard?” Lena husked in a tempting and soft challenge. “Or should I get on all fours like a good wife?”

The slick glide wasn’t all caused by the lubricant. Lena’s arousal was thicker than usual, and it was all because of her attraction to Kara. She lifted her hips just to feel the increased speed of Kara’s smacking into her and grunted at the surprising strength behind it.

Whatever hypothetical she mentioned, Kara brought it to life.

Lena arched into the mattress, and Kara pushed into her at a decadent pace. The perpetual striking against her inner resistance glazed Lena’s eyes, and she dug her nails into Kara’s back, scoring her with desires she couldn’t vocalize. The friction against her clit had her begging for more and Kara nosed into her throat to suck at her claim.

Entire galaxies swam in Lena’s vision, and she convulsed in Kara’s arms and around her girthy shaft. There was no way the alpha could pull out, and the delectable tension of her walls encouraged Kara’s alpha to slam deeper at a frenzied pace.

“Lean, oh god, you feel so—”

“Fill my pussy, Kara. Claim it with your seed so you know it’s yours.”

Lena would never have said anything like that to any other alpha, but Kara was different, and not just because they were married. She implicitly trusted Kara would never treat her badly, and that granted her the right to have her cunt whenever she might want it.

Lena proved it by scrambling onto her knees the second Kara pulled out. She positioned herself in the most salacious bend with her ass up and her cheek practically on a pillow so she could still see Kara’s reactions from between her thighs.

The messy state of her entrance must have been provocative, because Kara’s cock strained painfully, and her knot-base appeared to throb like a knot would pop any moment.

“Look at what belongs to you, Kara. I’m yours, inside and out, and only you can have me like this.”

Kara was transfixed by the warm glaze that covered Lena’s cunt. She grabbed fistfuls of her supple ass and showed self-restraint until Lena begged with a whine to be mounted. That set Kara’s hips in motion, and she slammed into Lena without the hesitations of before.

Lena plucked at her nipples in excitement as the thrusts came harder and faster.

An epiphany struck her just as soundly as Kara’s thighs against her backside, and she reeled from the realization that Kara’s alpha wasn’t selfishly motivated the way others were. It only showed itself in response to pleasuring her.

“Grip my hips so you can rail me faster. I want to feel where you’ve been tomorrow.”

She normally wasn’t so brazen, but she knew Kara wasn’t judging her for expressing her needs.

Lena braced for the rougher rutting by fisting the sheets and stifling her hedonistic cries against her forearm.

Kara was powerful, and Lena was prepared to be ridden all night if it meant unlocking her mate’s full potential in the bedroom.

“Wow. You took every inch of me,” Kara gasped, and her surprise didn’t slow her momentum. She reverently manipulated Lena’s clit and moved in long lunges. “Fuck, Lena, you’re going to make me come.”

Lena faced downward with her legs open and glanced at Kara’s large, veined shaft pumping into her. She clenched on purpose and moaned from the spasms of readiness that shot through Kara’s tip. Her sexual teasing earned her a rougher thrust, likely because Kara thought she was on the precipice of another orgasm.

“Hold me down, Kara. Give me everything you have.” Lena tightened at the right time for Kara’s cock to feel her luscious arousal and every pulsation of orgasm inside of her. She almost came when Kara laid across her back to pound her with determination to get her off.

The brunt force of Kara’s quads pinned Lena’s hips to the bed, and she writhed in sweet release while Kara fucked her straight into a consecutive orgasm before the first even finished.

The entire mattress bounced with them, and Lena wondered if the couple on the floor below them could hear the slick sound of her cunt being ravaged.

“Bite me, bite me again–”

She had no reason to make demands when Kara was already giving her the best orgasms of her life, but her considerate and devoted alpha listened to her. Whether due to the act or the fact that her cock jerked, Kara latched onto Lena’s throat with a growl. The raspy notes sounded all the more sexually aggressive from the pressure of her teeth sinking into the fresh claim.

Lena had an outer body experience, the euphoria so great she couldn’t be tethered to herself when Kara pumped ropes of seed into her clenching pussy. She trembled, unable to control the movements of her body with Kara still diligently massaging her clit with two fingers.

Kara’s knot came on fast, ballooning to an enormous size that pressed into the secretive places inside Lena’s cunt like they were made for each other. Nothing felt as good as taking Kara’s knot, and it must have been mutual because Kara was still mumbling praises against her neck when she came back to herself.

“You’re incredible, Lena. So perfect for me. I can’t believe we’re already married. Gosh, I wish I could propose–”

“Is my pussy really that good that you would get down on one knee?” Lena couldn’t do much more than ask. Her body was weighted to the bed, thoroughly spent and lethargic.

“If we weren’t locked together, I would do it right now.” Kara pressed her face into Lena’s throat and bestowed soft, worshipful kisses to the claim.

“We’ll just need to do everything in reverse. We can enjoy our honeymoon, and then in a few weeks from now, you can take me on a first date and build up to a proposal.” Lena quirked her brow and grinned at the idea of going through the stages of a normal relationship.

They still had a lot to learn about each other, and although Kara came prepared with an entire manual, it would be more fun to have conversations.

Kara fluffed the pillows behind their heads and propped her chin in her hand. She gazed at Lena with inquisitive eyes and broke into a smile. “We could renew our vows on our anniversary, if all goes well and you still want me in a year.”

“So you’re romantic at heart. That’s definitely a point in your favor.” Lena scrunched her nose with a grin and searched Kara’s eyes for answers to questions she hadn’t even asked yet. “Where do you see yourself in the next five years?”

“Hopefully still between your thighs just like this.” Kara’s quick and honest answer seemed to mortify her, and she laughed through a cringe. “Ideally by then I would like us to have started a family. I always imagined getting to come home to pups, helping them with their homework, and building the best baking soda volcanos for the science fair.”

“So, you want to be a hands-on sire?” Lena didn’t know many who wanted that responsibility, and Kara’s eager little nod filled her with hope. She reached out to cup Kara’s cheek and twirled a strand of golden hair around her finger as she considered harder questions.

“How would you feel if I wanted to go back to college?” Lena glanced away as vulnerability took root within her chest and flicked her lashes at Kara. “Education has always been very important to me, but being hounded by the media and filmed by my peers ruined my experience when I attended before. I have a Masters, but I’m not satisfied with that.”

“You should pursue your dreams.” Kara traced her thumb over Lena’s bottom lip with a thoughtful squint. “I fully support you in that. If you want to wait to have pups, we’ll wait. My business is pretty flexible and family-run. I don’t need to be there all of the time to keep it going, so I wouldn’t mind being a stay-at-home-parent whenever that day arrives.”

Lena wondered if their lives would be as simple as their discussions suggested. For the time being, she didn’t want to forecast any problems or obstacles.

Fortunately, none arose during their honeymoon. As the days went by, Lena discovered they weren’t just compatible in the bedroom, but in every other aspect of their lives.

They were both early risers and had the tendency to stay up later than they should due to work-related worries. Kara confessed she often spent several hours awake in the middle of the night going over calculations in her head. Lena soothed her by expressing how frequently she would lie awake and strategize ways of getting away from her televised past. They both noted their sleep improved just by sharing a bed, but they tested their theory plenty of times by napping during their honeymoon.

Kara hypothesized that they slept better because of their very active intimate connection, and Lena playfully threatened to withhold sex to see if it made a difference. They didn’t last more than three hours at a time.

They made valiant efforts to explore their tropical location while still exploring one another, and Lena wasn’t the least bit surprised to find Kara had an adventurous side. They swam with turtles and hired a boat to watch whales breach the surface of the water at sunset. The miraculous sight was on par with seeing the diamond on her finger sparkle and shine just like the ocean below them.

It still felt like a fantasy, and Lena would know, considering she detailed several to Kara as they became closer emotionally.

“I can’t stand the aggression of alphas on a daily basis, but I crave that from you when we’re between the sheets,” Lena whispered while knotted, her tongue loose from pleasure. “I wouldn’t mind being on the receiving end of some attitude, provided the arrogance was all for show.”

“It’s about trust,” Kara murmured into the nape of her neck, and nuzzled along Lena’s jaw to lick at her claim. “I used to think there was something wrong with me, that I lacked the natural instincts all alphas are meant to have, but you’ve shown me I’ve always had them. It’s freeing, you know? Control is a gift you give me. It’s not something I have to take from you. It lifts the pressure, so I know without any doubt I’m not pushing your boundaries.”

“It makes me feel safe with you.” Lena never imagined she would feel that way with any alpha, but Kara was special in that regard. “I get to call the shots and know you’ll give me everything I ask for and desire. I know you’ll never go beyond my limits unless I tell you I want you to test them, and even then, I know you would never go far.”

It was only natural for Lena to experiment.

It took four days of constant sexual teasing for Kara to initiate some casual groping, and two more for her to suggest that Lena wear a necklace or bracelet to signal when she was in the mood to be taken. Kara wasn’t aware of it then, but Lena decided right then and there that she was never taking the jewelry off.

Things progressed perfectly once their silent signals were in place, and Kara found the confidence to unleash her alpha without anxiety. Lena was thoroughly accustomed to having daily multiple orgasms by the time their honeymoon ended – and returning to reality didn’t hamper their bliss.

It took some effort, but Lena managed to convince Kara that sexting was just as important as communicating when they were separated by work and life. Within a month, all of their electronic flirtations paid off, and Kara whispered filthy things in her ear while railing her on the balcony of her three-story home.

“I’m ravenous for you. All I want to do is bend you over and make you come, Lena. It’s on my mind all day when I’m not inside of you.”

Kara locked an arm around her midsection, holding her in a close tantric embrace. She slipped her hands under Lena’s tits and kissed at the curve of her neck. Lena propped her forearms on the balcony ledge, leaning forward as Kara pumped into her.

“Tell me what you think about, Kara. Do you get hard while fantasizing about rutting me into next week?” Lena often influenced Kara with her mouth, both with sexy talk and by sucking on her cock to tease her into expressing herself erotically.

“Yes, god, I just have to think about the way you moan when your pussy is full—and I can’t even sit still at my desk at work.” Kara started to thrust harder just from remembering those thoughts and the heat of arousal worked through Lena like flame to paper.

Over the weeks, the film crew from Bite at First Sight interviewed them together and separately, and everyone on social media picked up on their sexual chemistry. Lena usually avoided the gossip, but she liked to scroll through the speculations about what they did in the bedroom. Sometimes it even gave her ideas, and she pushed back into Kara with the excitement of trying them out.

“How would you feel if I left the house without panties after we’ve done this? Your seed still inside me, spilling down my thighs with every step I take?” The dirty little scenario was one that caught her eye when a thirsty omega online wrote that she would never wear underwear again if she had an alpha like Kara.

A few branded her mate as a dark horse, and fully believed Kara took charge of their sex life to compensate for her softer traits. They weren’t completely wrong, since Kara’s confidence grew right along with her sexual appetites. Lena couldn’t have been happier with the slow transformation.

“Pick a dress and I’ll take you to dinner,” Kara rasped against Lena’s throat, her teeth scraping the claim with the right amount of pressure to spike Lena’s adrenaline.

“Really?” Lena gasped. Her skin prickled with the fresh tingle of excitement only Kara could provide, and she groaned at the possessiveness of her mate’s hands gripping her tighter. “No hesitation? You’d take me out freshly rutted and smelling of sex?”

“On the condition that I get to look at your pussy whenever I want.” Kara’s pheromones backed up her assertion, and the dominant musk strengthened with the slam of her hips. “God, who am I kidding? I’d need to have it again. I wouldn’t be able to stop touching you. We’d cause a scandal.”

“Sounds like it might be worth it. What else would you do, Kara? I want explicit details.”

“I’d finger you at the table,” Kara husked into her ear and slid two fingers over Lena’s clit to act out the fantasy. “I’d keep you so wet you’d be begging me to go further, and then I’d take you in the bathroom before dessert arrived.”

“You’d follow me inside?” Lena whimpered, her eyes shut and head tipped forward as she leaned heavily into the balcony.

Tremors weakened her knees and her cunt clenched from Kara’s internal and external massage.

“No, I’d lead you there.” Kara took a more aggressive stance as she pushed forward with her hips to pound into Lena’s tender opening. “Pin you up against the stall, raise your dress up and–and–”

Everything had been going so well that Lena was jarred out of the fantasy by Kara’s shy stutter. She gave a pitiful keening wail and stroked her hand across Kara’s forearm, raking her nails to stimulate her alpha. “Tell me. Please, Kara, I’m so close.”

Kara shocked her by pulling out, and before Lena could blink she found herself face-to-face with her mate and pinned against the windowpane. Kara hoisted her up like she was weightless, and her cock plunged into the quivering space that indignantly spasmed to keep her deep.

“I’d fuck you like I’m in rut and can’t control myself.”

The added spice of profanity was nothing compared to the very real lust Kara exhibited by sucking at Lena’s nipples while she bounced her expertly on her cock.

Even in the throes of ecstasy, Lena knew they would never make it to dinner that night. She gave in to the sensual and tantalizing throb between her legs and clenched in rapture around Kara’s girth. “Fuck, I’m coming, Kara.”

Kara realized it before the first ripples of pleasure began and pounded into Lena until they were waves. “Good girl. Come.”

Lena convulsed and rocked her hips to ride Kara’s shaft harder and rub the knot-base into her clit. She gasped and quaked from her thighs down to her legs. Kara’s knot stretched her inside and slotted into her in that position. Her inner tension made them both desperate to push it in deep. The complete hot submersion was Kara’s undoing—and she shot rope after rope of seed into Lena’s tight canal.

Kara bit her neck during the rough pumping release and groaned out words they had been saving for the right time. “I love you.”

Lena reciprocated without hesitation or fear that she would later regret her decision to marry and accept Kara’s claim. “I love you, too.”

She didn’t know everything the future would hold for them, but she trusted their love and knew that she would never feel lonely again.