She's All Alpha - Chapter 7

Chapter 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/shes-all-alpha-1-52428224

Chapter 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/shes-all-alpha-2-54633328

Chapter 3: https://www.patreon.com/posts/shes-all-alpha-3-59921730

Chapter 4: https://www.patreon.com/posts/shes-all-alpha-4-67648653

Chapter 5: https://www.patreon.com/posts/shes-all-alpha-5-70561165

Chapter 6: https://www.patreon.com/posts/shes-all-alpha-6-72415070



Tags: Hooking up at a dance (both Lena/Lucy and Lena/Kara), oral, dominant Kara.


Word count: 5,377



Staying on top of two relationships at once would have been daunting for most people, though Lena wasn’t technically dating anyone. Lucy was well aware of her situation and enjoyed upholding the illusion while reaping the benefits of their fling. Kara was content to keep her attraction firmly in their dorm room and they never once discussed it outside of it.

They both knew that Lena was involved with the other, because despite her need to hide her true identity, she wasn’t a natural liar. All of her emotions and urges were real, and she deluded herself into thinking the situation would be okay if she was transparent with her feelings.

That didn’t make it easier to navigate, though, especially since Lena had to deal with the added pressure and stress of being a college freshman.

While her omega friends were all seamlessly integrating into their new lives at Shadbolt, Lena was stuck between the one she thought she wanted, and the one she was currently living out.

She questioned her sanity, her motives, and her sexuality on a daily basis.

So far all she had concluded was how insufferably horny her omega was and that blowjobs were remarkably effective to stop any questions. Whenever Kara broached the subject of what suppressors she used, or if she could touch her below the waist, all Lena had to do was put her mouth on Kara.

Twice they fell asleep together while sharing a bed. The dangers of which only hit Lena when she woke with slick thighs and the urge to straddle Kara while she slept. She had almost done it, too, barely awake and desperate to take the edge off. Fortunately, she had come to her senses and promptly sprayed herself with a scent masker.


Later that day she purchased a diffuser for their room. It didn’t take much persuading for Kara to believe it was in their best interests in case one of their teammates showed up and the room smelled of sex.

Lucy, on the other hand, was someone Lena could confide in, and her advice was often invaluable. It was one of the things she liked about her, besides the obvious.

Kara’s going to start thinking I’m a eunuch.

Lena wasn’t sure what response she was looking for when she fired off the text, but a couple laughing emojis later, and Lucy popped up on her screen with a cryptic message.

Don’t worry, I’ll help you get it up. I’ll be seeing you tonight at the formal, right?

In all of her preparations for Alpherior, Lena forgot the madness that took place every fall. To replace the time old tradition of mating runs, the omega colleges invited alphas to partake in formal socials. That wouldn’t have been a problem if her mother wasn’t one of the chairs of the committee.

“Fuck,” Lena hissed at her phone, and woke Kara, who stirred groggily and blinked in confusion.

“Is something wrong?” Kara rumbled, her voice raspy and attractive, and not at all helping.

“Yeah, my whole life,” Lena grunted and got out of bed to dress in a panic. “I forgot about something important. I have to go.”

She pulled on her clothes and hurried out of the room before Kara could probe her with questions. Mentally she made a to-do list, which included finding clothes to wear for the formal and contacting her friends for help.

Thirty minutes later, Winn picked her up with Eve and Jess tucked into the backseat of his car. Together they went over a checklist of items they needed to buy at the nearest luxury shopping center.

“You’re cutting it kind of close, aren’t you?” Jess teased, knowing fine well that Lena would have rather bailed on the dance just as she had any other time during high school.

It was practically a tradition for Lena to skip them, and if not for Lucy expecting her to be there, and her mother being part of the event, she would have hidden herself away.

“I blame all the time she’s spent around alphas,” Eve commented with a shrewd and judgmental squint. “She’s picking up on their behavior.”

“When have I ever cared about attending a formal?” Lena scoffed and tried not to posture. It was becoming a habit that she couldn’t quite shake. “This is less of an alpha issue and more of a I couldn’t have cared less to begin with trait.”

“She has a point,” Jess laughed and swiped through her phone for the evidence to back up her claim. “The last time her mom bought her a dress, she used the fabric to test chemical compounds and their caustic abilities.”

Their banter was cut short as Winn screeched into the parking lot. They rushed into the mall and split into pairs to cover the most ground. Eve dragged Lena along to find the perfect dress while Winn and Jess headed to the cosmetic counters.

Lena tried on more dresses than she owned, which wasn’t hard since she donated most of the clothes her mother purchased her over the years.

After the third long sleeved black gown, Eve refused to let her choose for herself.

“You’re attending a formal, not a funeral,” Eve chastised and pushed another, brighter gown into Lena’s arms before shoving her into the changing rooms. “Aren’t you the least bit excited?”

She was, but for all the wrong reasons.

The thought of Lucy brought a smile to her face, and she would have liked to attend with the omega, except that could never happen. She couldn’t tell any of her alpha friends, either, especially Kara, because then they would know she wasn’t one of them.

The idea of dancing the night away with Kara made her palms sweaty, but she couldn’t risk her place at Alpherior.

Lena spent a chunk of her savings on the new dress, a pair heels to coordinate with it, more make-up than she had ever owned, and perfume to complement her scent. She headed back to Shadbolt with her friends, and for the rest of the afternoon, Lena caught up on all the gossip.

Eve loaned her a pair of earrings that finished off her look, and Jess pulled out a shopping bag with a beautiful four-leaf clover necklace that came apart. There were chains for each piece, and she passed them out, so each leaf charm represented their friendship.

“So no matter where we are, we know we belong together.”

“I need you to remember that when I break my ankle in these heels and need a ride to the hospital later.” Lena motioned to her feet.

She put on the necklace to check herself out in the mirror and experienced an odd fluttering of anticipation in her belly.

It vexed her when she realised the formal didn’t quite live up to its namesake.

Lena had imagined the omegas would be segregated from the alphas until called upon to find a partner for the dance. She pictured flower arrangements and tiny sandwiches, and all the other fancy nonsense her mother had mentioned over the years.

Instead she walked into a dance hall with balloon arches and streamers hanging from the ceiling. Punch bowls were the centerpiece to snack tables, and there was a DJ already blasting music even though hardly anyone had arrived yet.

Lena was on the verge of complaining when an alpha that reeked of cologne and sexual frustration pushed his way past Winn to salivate in her vicinity. “Hey, you wanna dance?”

“I’d rather lick a cheese grater,” Lena snorted and fled from him before he could stop her with a witty comeback.

She bumped right into Lucy, who looked stunning in a short red mini dress.

“We have got to stop meeting like this,” Lucy teased and swatted her on the shoulder with a large silver clutch purse. The smile she offered was flirtatious and she caught Lena by the arm as she checked her out with wide eyes. “So, you’re just as hot as an omega, huh? I’m a lucky girl. I have something for you if you want to slip out of here for a minute.”

“A thousand times yes,” Lena sighed and followed Lucy out of the main hall and into one of the back rooms that stored the spare chairs and tables for real formal events.

Lucy directed her to an intimate spot and slipped her hands over Lena’s ruffled dress. “So is this who you were before you were accepted to Alpherior?”

“No, that person didn’t get asked to any dances.” Lena widened her mascara laden eyelashes and glanced down at her classic little gown. “Technically no one asked me today, either. I bought this dress just a few hours ago. I plan to burn it later.”

“Or Kara could help you dispose of it.” Lucy smiled with maniacal dimples and worked up the hem of the dress. She moved her hand lower and stroked her fingers into the soft place where Lena’s lips divided and her clit ached.

Lena moaned in surprise and rocked her hips forward into the curious touch.

“I brought you something you can play with the next time you and Kara hook up.” Lucy produced a sensually shaped device that would rub Lena’s cunt and mimic a stiff cock so as not to raise Kara’s suspicions. “If you get desperate, you can use this on yourself whenever Kara leaves the room.”

Lena considered the scenario where she could get into such a heightened arousal that she would want to take that risk. She handled the thick girth of the cock and imagined spreading herself out on Kara’s bed to relieve her ever-growing sexual tension.

“You’re a genius. Where did you get this?” Lena appreciated the sophistication and realism of the cock.

She didn’t have much to compare it to, since she just seen Kara’s and photos of others, but it would help her keep up the illusion that she belonged at Alpherior.

“An online shop for omegas who want a turn taking control in the bedroom, and betas that need a little confidence boost.” Lucy pulled a thin tube from her clutch purse and held it up for Lena to read the label.

At first, Lena assumed it was lip gloss since the word “cherry” jumped out at her. She pinched her brows together as Lucy uncapped it and poured some of it into her palm.

Lucy stroked the flavored lubricant along the shaft of Lena’s new gadget. She then dropped onto her knees and slipped the cock into place between Lena’s legs.

Lena stopped thinking as Lucy began to suck on it with loud puckers and slow swirls of her tongue.

“Does it feel good, Lena? I thought you might want to know what it’s like.” Lucy enabled it to massage her clit, and Lena’s jaw quivered from the tension shattering stimulation.

“How many times have you done this for Kara now?”

The question on its own was innocent enough, but in the middle of sex, Lena had to wonder if it turned Lucy on to hear all of the stories about her private moments with Kara. It happened nearly every time Lena was alone with her roommate, and the one-way gratification left her wanting for more.

“Maybe six or seven times.” Lena picked a modest number since she hadn’t counted. Any higher, and it would have made her seem too hungry and submissive.

Lucy’s grin stretched her lips wider and she held Lena’s stare like she knew her answer was a lie. She took more of the shaft into her mouth and used her tongue in a way that said she had her own experience in performing oral. “I bet even between Kara’s knees you're dominant and in control, aren’t you? Or is it just with me that you show that side of yourself?”

The gentle probing pulled Lena out of her self-conscious state, and she had to hand it to Lucy, it worked. Instead of passively watching the omega pucker around the tip, Lena guided the cock beyond Lucy’s lips. She dared to sink her fingers into Lucy’s dark hair to encourage her movements and groaned when Lucy submitted by sucking harder.

The eroticism of seeing Lucy’s cheek bulge and how wet her lips became from perpetually sliding them up and down her cock brought out the greedy nature of Lena’s omega. She rocked her hips subtly to test how it felt and groaned at the eager scent of Lucy’s pheromones.

“You like it when I’m in charge like this, don’t you? It gets you wet to be put in your place.”

The egotistical side of Lena wanted to believe it. Lucy’s skin burned with heat and soft moans stuck at the back of her throat. She looked sexy framed between Lena’s thighs, and it took willpower not to force more of her length into Lucy’s mouth out of excitement.

The psychological high of the act was all the more potent because of the real pleasure Lena received. It tricked her into thinking it came from Lucy’s devoted slurps.

“Maybe I only get this wet for you.” Lucy popped her lips over the thickened rim to leave it glossy with her saliva. “You like the thought of that. I can tell from how you’re moving your hips.”

She pumped her hand over the erect shaft and squeezed where the knot-base would be, like it was real and Lena could feel it.

“Show me,” Lena demanded, as if it were her right to see first hand if Lucy was getting off on it.

She pulled free of Lucy’s grasp and helped her onto her feet just to push her into a sitting position on one of the tables. The sexual aggression wasn’t an act, and neither was the growl Lena exhaled as Lucy raised up her dress to flaunt her bare pussy.

“Why aren’t you wearing panties?” Lena asked in surprise, her harsh breaths almost accusatory.


She handled the cock to keep it firmly in place so her clit was continuously stimulated and went a little slack jawed as Lucy spread her pussy lips to give Lena the intimate view of her glazed entrance.

“Makes it easier for you to fuck me, doesn’t it?” Lucy mused and flashed a devious smile as she beckoned Lena closer with a crooked finger. “I figured you’d want the practice, so you know how to use it in the future, but if you’d prefer I just blow you–”

“No, I want this,” Lena husked in decision, already situated to point the tip at Lucy’s pink opening.

This was an opportunity she would regret if she declined. Lena was too aroused to be nervous, and Lucy pulled her forward to help her sink in as their mouths came together in a messy kiss.

The first thrust was tentative, and Lena groaned at the resistance of pushing through Lucy’s tight warmth. She couldn’t feel Lucy the way an alpha would, but she could experience her through the push and pull of her pussy gripping at her shaft. It became addictive, feeling Lucy’s hot breaths against her cheek as she picked up the momentum.

Lucy held onto her, and Lena pressed her flat against the table to charge her hips instinctively.

“Were you hoping to do this the night you followed me into the woods?” Lena asked, stunned by the sight of Lucy’s pussy taking her cock.

She stroked into her clit, unveiling it from the hood and massaging it firmly with two fingertips. Lucy lowered the straps on her dress, and Lena palmed at her tits to free them from the dress. They bounced with the penetration, and Lena rocked harder to leave Lucy breathless.

“You mean did I want you to pound me against a tree until you covered me with seed?” Lucy whimpered and raised her pelvis to press her clit firmly into Lena’s fingers. She writhed on the table, her chest heaving and eyes glazed as she held onto Lena’s shoulders and undulated sensually. “What if I say yes? Would you think less of me, Lena? Or would it make you feel like an alpha to know I’d have given you my cunt without dating you first?”

Lena answered through actions, her hips slamming mercilessly into Lucy at a frenzied pace to bring the omega closer to release. She couldn’t explain why that confession affected her ego, or why her reaction was to posture through sex. She wanted to make Lucy feel better than she ever had, and judging by the breathy moans Lucy exhaled, Lena was on the right track.

“I want to feel you come on my cock,” Lena whispered, mortified by the truth of that statement, yet elated by the results.

Lucy arched beautifully and played with her tits, tweaking her nipples as Lena anchored her by the hip and rubbed at her clit.

Their synchronicity brought Lucy to a shuddering climax, and Lena would have basked in the moment if she hadn’t glanced up and seen Kara peeking through the small window in the door.

“Why is this happening–” Lena bemoaned and tried to hide against Lucy's neck without realizing how it might look.

“What’s wrong?” Lucy gasped and tried to hold Lena at arm’s length to read the emotions registering across her face. “Did your leg cramp up?”


Lena attempted to collect herself before her anxiety made her run off. “Kara’s here. I just saw her at the door. I think she saw us.”

Lucy didn’t seem nearly as bothered as Lena, and gently shoved her off her just to fall to her knees again without fixing her dress. “Good. Let her watch. It will leave no doubt in her mind that you’re all alpha.”

Whatever questions Lena had flew out of her mind when Lucy wrapped her lips around the cock and sucked on it to taste herself. The quick bob of Lucy’s head put pressure against Lena’s clit and the vibrations became stronger all of a sudden.

Lena groaned at the increased stimulation and her eyes lidded as she watched Lucy swirl her tongue and take long pulls on her cock.

“How do you make it look so good? God, that’s so sexy.” Lena’s breaths were labored, and she stroked Lucy’s hair out of her face to gather it in her fist.

“Yeah? Are you going to come in my mouth, then?” Lucy teased the tip of her tongue over the broad tip and then sucked through sultry moans.

Lena climaxed shamefully fast, and Lucy carried on lavishing her cock until the last spasm worked through her cunt. Lucy pressed a sweet kiss to the tip, and then like magic, the cock began to soften as if it were real.

“How?” Lena sputtered in confusion that amused Lucy.

“Oh, didn’t I tell you it comes with a remote?” Lucy smirked as she stood up and planted a kiss to Lena’s cheek. They fixed their dresses and took a minute to catch their breath before heading into the hallway where Kara lingered.

“Why are you dressed like an omega?” Kara blurted in lieu of any greeting. She peered at Lena with a hard to read expression and crossed her arms like she was prepared to posture for her attention.

“Oh, that’s my fault,” Lucy covered without missing a beat and smiled at Lena enigmatically. “I asked her to come to this dance for moral support. Sometimes these formals are awful.”

“Why are you even here, Kara?” Lena hissed to compensate for the vulnerability at being seen as her omega self.

If word got out that she attended a formal as an omega, her reputation at Alpherior would be ruined, assuming she wasn’t thrown out immediately. It would be even worse if Kara saw her differently, not as the alpha she had gotten to know – but as the shy science geek she had been before college.

“I texted her earlier,” Lucy explained slyly with a proud grin. “See, I realized you wouldn’t have anyone to dance with if you showed up to support me, and I figured a friendly face like Kara’s would help.”

“You want us to attend the formal together?” Kara squeaked, her tough bravado gone as she blinked and nervously smoothed down her shirt.

“Why not? It’s only dancing, and this will keep Lena in the mindset of an omega.” Lucy handed off the sleek remote to Kara.

Lena stared on in horror while Kara pressed the non-descript buttons and racketed the vibration up a notch. She bit her lip hard and tried not to sway into the alpha when Kara glanced in her direction.

“What is it?” Kara asked with a less than innocent level of curiosity.

“Just a little something that will give her a buzz,” Lucy supplied and winked at Lena as she ushered them both down the hall and back to where the party was in full swing. “Have fun, you two!”

Lena threw a baffled glare at Lucy’s back and turned to the dance floor with strong inhibitions. “I’ve never been to a dance before, Kara. Maybe we should just head back to the dorm and skip it.”

Kara clutched her by the hand and led her off to one side of the room. “I don’t want to do that. You’re beautiful in that dress, and it would be a waste if we leave now.”

Those compliments stirred foreign feelings inside of Lena. She wondered if this was the reason so many people followed time honored traditions. Apart from interrupting them, Kara’s biggest surprise of the night was that she could dance.

Kara struck moves that impressed everyone, and she also took goofier steps just to get Lena to loosen up. “Let your body find the music and then shimmy. It’s not that different from other activities, like s-uh—sports.”

Lena knew about three ways to shake her arms. She exhausted all of them during the first song, and Kara grabbed her waist to help her along. Following instructions was a little easier with Kara’s hands on her.

“Move with me, not against me,” Kara coached gently and tried to lead Lena along to match the fluidity of her movements.

“That’s a first,” Lena muttered and swayed more naturally without hip checking Kara in the process. “Usually you enjoy it when I rub against you.”

“Yeah, when you mean it. People might think you’re having a seizure.” Kara laughed hard enough to draw the eyes of Eve and Lucy, who for some reason were standing by the punch chatting instead of dancing.

Lena recoiled in offense and waved her hand to signify the entire hall as she huffed, “So find someone else to dance with from your many options.”

“You’re the only one I want in my arms,” Kara bashfully insisted and looped them around Lena to stop her from leaving and causing a scene.

It appalled her that such a cheesy line worked on her omega, and Lena smiled stupidly before coming to her senses. “God, no wonder you're single if this is how you try to pick up omegas.”

“It worked on you, didn’t it?” Kara’s smug grin was the epitome of alpha ego and she puffed herself up to look even more buff than usual.

The rhetorical question caught Lena off guard, and she faltered mid step and almost tripped over Kara’s feet. “I’m not–”

“An omega?” Kara asked with raised brows and an unsuspecting smile.

There was a twinkle in her eyes that alluded to something, but Lena wasn’t sure she saw it at all when Kara spun her around to the music.

“Yours,” Lena stressed and ignored the protest of her omega to stare defiantly up at Kara. “At least, not outside of our dorm room, right? You like to pretend.” She said it like it was an insult, in part because her omega was trying to announce her attraction, and Kara’s proximity was making it difficult to keep her pheromones in check.

“So do you, or you wouldn’t be here right now,” Kara informed her with a peculiar smile that Lena couldn’t read.

The truth of that statement was hard for Lena to swallow, even if Kara didn’t know the half of it. Every action she had taken to get into Alpherior had led her to this very moment, and because her luck sucked, the song changed to something slower for all the couples in the room.

Lena would have run off if not for Kara’s hand falling to her hip. She swallowed thickly as the space between them vanished.

The intimacy of being pressed against Kara short circuited her brain. She whimpered at the confident way Kara took the lead and gasped as Kara nosed into her neck to huff at her throat.

“Gosh, you smell really good. What are you wearing?” Kara rumbled, so close to scraping her teeth across Lena’s claim spot that her pussy gave a spasm of need.

“Oh god, don’t do that,” Lena whined, and uselessly flattened her hands across Kara’s lower back. That was the opposite of what she should have been doing, and yet Lena couldn’t help the way she tipped her head back to let Kara’s hot breath caress her skin.

“Why? Do you like it? What if I did this, too?” The rapid questions were followed up with a firm hand on Lena’s backside.

Kara palmed Lena’s ass with all the self-assured confidence of an alpha making a move on an omega. Their hips were pressed together, and every gyration they made rubbed the length of her cock into Lena.

It was disastrous how responsive Lena was to it. She found it impossible to keep herself still, and undulated into Kara like they were on a date and not grinding publicly at the formal dance.



“Kara–”

“You know, when you're with Lucy, you like to take charge, but I’ve realized you really enjoy it when I’m assertive,” Kara whispered into the crook of Lena’s neck. She pressed a chaste kiss to her pulse and thumbed the little remote to increase the settings like she understood what it would do to Lena.

Lena attempted to save herself by locking her knees, and only succeeded in giving Kara an excuse to hold her closer. She lost her footing with one of her heels, and Kara picked up her slack by suavely spinning them closer to the exit while everyone else danced.

Lena took more initiative once they were in the hallway and tried to back Kara against the wall to kiss her with all the aggression expected of an alpha. Except this was all Lena, and her ravenous attempt to gain the upper hand backfired as Kara took hold of her hips and turned them to pin Lena in place.

“That’s better, now you can show me how those hips move without an audience,” Kara husked across her lips, and demanded entry with a swipe of her tongue.

Lena could no more resist submitting than she could control the contracting heat of her pussy. She moaned freely and cupped Kara’s face as they made out.

They would bruise their lips with the force of their kisses, and Lena didn’t care as she rolled her pelvis to feel Kara’s erect length pressing into her abdomen.

It was a blessing and a curse to be shorter than Kara. With the way Lena’s omega desperately wanted to present, she saw it as a silver lining right then.

Kara evidently didn’t feel the same way, because she groaned in frustration and hooked her hands under Lena’s ass to lift her up.

Lena let out a soft but raunchy cry as the device between her legs settled against Kara’s bulge. She swayed her hips to add to the blissful friction against her clit, and held onto Kara’s shoulders to kiss her like an omega in heat.

“We can’t stay here, take me to the stairwell,” Lena huffed into Kara’s ear and dragged her teeth over the lobe.

She trusted Kara to know the way and began grinding harder into her cock without the common sense to slow down before things got out of hand.

“Do you like that I can lift you, Lena?” Kara grunted, not from exertion so much as the constant motion of Lena’s hot center working over her length. “I’ve been training harder lately.”

Lena got the impression Kara was trying to woo her with her muscles. She had a tendency of feeling them up whenever they messed around in their room. “Oh, I’ve noticed. I don’t know how I haven’t injured myself by staring at you as you pump iron.”

“Yeah? Have you been thinking of me-uh-pumping–”

Kara’s dirty talk held room for improvement. She turned a furious shade of mortified the second Lena pulled back to look her dead in the eye.

“Are you asking if I think about you rutting me into a coma, Kara? Because the answer is yes. I’ve spent more time thinking about you fucking me than I do studying.” Lena’s candid answer resulted in a few sharp clicks and an overwhelming amount of stimulation as Kara pinned her against the wall to bite at her lips and jaw.

The possessive musk of Kara’s alpha should have turned Lena off, but she breathed in the rich scent and dug her fingers into Kara’s broad shoulders as they dry humped one another beneath the stairs. Strong vibrations pulsed through Lena’s sensitive clit, and she gasped when Kara settled a hand between her thighs.

“Oh!” Kara exhaled in surprise and palmed the rigid pole she found with clear intrigue.

“Stopped taking the suppressors,” Lena lied, too dazed and close to orgasm to register Kara’s amused “Right. I guessed that.”

She undulated into Kara’s hand, using the pressure of the alpha’s touch to direct the vibrations exactly where she needed them most.

“You sound so good, Lena, and you look so pretty in this dress.” Kara whispered the praise right against the claim spot on Lena’s neck. She licked at the skin, pulling it between her lips to suck and groaned at the aggressive way Lena humped against her hand. “That’s it, Lena, you want to come for me, don’t you? Come hard on my cock.”

There was no better response than the total submission to white hot pleasure.

Lena convulsed in Kara’s buff arms and her throaty cries were only hindered by Kara’s ragged and pleased growls. They still rubbed against one another, with Kara’s cock bumping up against her inner thigh like it knew where it ought to be.

She shimmied out of Kara’s hold, still breathless and clenching internally, and tore open Kara’s pants with the kind of voracity that would have appalled the omegas she knew.

“Are you sure you want to do that here?” Kara rasped, evidently clinging to the one shred of intelligence they shared between them. She lost the fight to her libido the moment Lena’s warm breath cascaded over the plump glans of her cock, and then pushed forward with urgency to be accepted into Lena’s mouth.

Lena answered with a guttural moan with Kara’s thick tip sliding against her inner cheek. She pumped her mouth over the wide rim, locking her lips while she swirled her tongue across the divot where Kara’s arousal was already dripping. She did things she learned from Lucy and held Kara’s attention the entire time she sucked.

“Whoa, that’s–golly I’m–”

Kara gave up on speech altogether as Lena fisted the base of her cock and jerked her off as she sucked. She leaned heavily into the wall and barely managed to keep her eyes open as Lena took long, slurping pulls that shook Kara’s thighs and left her panting.

Normally she would work Kara up with naughty phrases or salacious thoughts – but blowing her in the stairwell was just as effective and she didn’t want to get caught. The danger was probably why Kara came so much faster than usual, shooting warm seed across Lena’s tongue and down her chin in an explosive display.

It had nothing to do with the fact that Lena’s scent masker was wearing off and the slick between her thighs was fragrant.