Give me an O - Chapter 6

Chapter 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-1-66596789
Chapter 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-2-67648011
Chapter 3: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-3-69137515
Chapter 4: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-4-70887437
Chapter 5: https://www.patreon.com/posts/give-me-o-5-72415134


Word count: 5,560



Lena wanted nothing more than return to her dorm and shut out the world, but she knew her squad would be on standby to continue their harassment. She decided to wait it out in the library and hoped that no one would notice her slinking into the stacks in glasses and grungy clothes. For one night, she fell asleep on the floor, and in the morning, she jogged it back to the gym to shower and change into a cleaner pair of shorts and a tee.

She received five messages from Kara:

Can’t we talk about this?


Just come here and let me take care of you.  


We can still be friends, even if you don’t think the relationship will work out.

Please, Lena, don’t ignore me.

Please.

The sickening dread that took hold of Lena’s stomach was still heavy and present, and it became worse after scrolling through her phone. She wouldn’t have continued to be silent if she had read any of the texts sooner. Her thumb hovered with the plan to send a late reply, and all she composed was a simple answer:

I’m so sorry, Kara.

She needed to get to her bio lab, and that brought a temporary pause to her guilt as she remembered an assignment she still had to complete. Her habit of procrastination never had an impact on her GPA in the past, and she wasn’t about to lose her scholarship for real.

Lena spent twenty minutes typing up her lab and printed it about five minutes after class started. She hurried into the room late and went about her normal schedule until it was lunch time.

Lately Kara had been joining the squad for lunch at the different places on campus, and today was no exception: Kara sat with Sam and Eve in a booth at the café where Lena thought she could eat in peace.

Sam glanced up at her as she entered, and Lena hustled on by without acknowledging her friend. She pulled on the frame of her glasses and grabbed a wrap and a drink while praying she could remain incognito.

Except Kara was looking straight at her, and it took all of her willpower to keep her back turned instead of becoming distracted by the omega’s scents.

Kara’s pheromones seemed stronger, more beguiling, and Lena didn’t know if it was because they broke up or if there was another reason behind it.

She hunkered down at a table where she couldn’t be seen, and the fragrance closed in on her from all sides: the delectable richness of an omega in heat.

At first, Lena assumed it came from another table, but the scent was uniquely and irresistibly Kara. It reminded her of fresh cut lilies, spring sunshine on linen, and being out in open air after days spent cooped inside because of the rain.

She didn’t mind breathing it in while eating her lunch, at least until Eve popped up from around the corner of the booth and glared her down. “What, are you just avoiding us now? Typical Luthor move.”

Lena opted not to engage and bit into her wrap with the force she would have liked to sling back at her teammate.

“You know what your problem is?” Eve ranted and placed a hand high on her hip. “You’re selfish. You don’t care about us. You just want trophies.”

Eve’s speech turned out to be an orchestrated attack that Lena never saw coming.


Victoria walked around the side of the table and spilled a tray on her, dumping a burrito bowl and chocolate pudding all down Lena’s front.

“This is what we think of you,” Victoria whispered and rubbed another plate with leftover ketchup into her chest.

Lena reacted faster than anyone and shot back from the mess. She grabbed Victoria by the hair and dumped her drink over her teammate’s bleach-burnt reddish roots.

It could have become an all-out food fight if Kara hadn’t broken it up by shoving them apart. “Stop! Stop it. Both of you!”

At any other time, two alphas would have beaten the pulp out of each other without paying attention.

Kara’s heat made her twice as persuasive, and Lena stepped back and ran off instead of lunging at Victoria to finish her off.

At least she had the final word in the conflict before retreating.

“Screw all of you! I don’t care what any of you think. Practice is at 4, and if anyone is late, I reserve the right to cut you from the team.”

Lena stalked off to her dorm and shoved Winn out of her way to get into her room. She showered, put in contacts, and slicked her hair back into a high bun.


She looked deadly in red lipstick, with highlights on her cheekbones, and a gleam of hatred in her eyes. No one would be able to break through her fierce exterior — not a single member on the team.

Lena experienced an unwarranted burst of confidence on her walk across campus with her gym bag in hand.


It came to end completely and suddenly when she swung open the door and the first symptoms of her rut began. Her shorts constricted and body aches soon followed.

She glimpsed the entire squad waiting for her with Kara in her usual front row seat. Victoria was sitting right by the omega’s side and giving off aggressive pheromones. In fact, most of the alphas on the team had filled the gym with their pheromones.

Lena set her teeth in a clench and stepped towards the mat. “Everyone, get into your places. We’re going to run through our routine for Nationals. Winn, get the music.”

No one spoke to her for a good thirty minutes as she took attendance, pushed them through practice, and barked orders.

“Victoria, fix your footwork. Sam, lift your arms higher and more symmetrically on the part in the second verse. Eve, you’re flying with all the grace of a sack of rocks—”

It helped her mood to be extra critical, given the squad’s recent endeavors to publicly shame and ambush her. She strutted through her teammates, making much needed adjustments while trying to ignore Kara’s heat.

Kara looked to be on the edge of her seat, and maybe it was her positioning or inability to sit still, but Lena noticed the omega’s bare thighs and imagined she wasn’t wearing any panties. Between her blue blouse with a Peter Pan collar and her pleated skirt, Kara’s outfit was conservative and reminded Lena of a school uniform.

Lena made the terrible mistake of staring for too long, and that was when she realized she was in danger of embarrassing herself. As usual, she lashed out at everyone around her.

“10 sets of push-ups. 5 sets of sit-ups, 5 sets of high kicks, 10 sets of squats…”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Winn huffed, barely capable of standing in a hunch after the rough practice Lena put him through.

“What do you think, Winn? Do I look like I’m kidding?” Lena lifted her chin and let her lips fall together in a naturally grumpy and serious expression.

Winn groaned and dumped his pompoms on the ground. He positioned his spindly arms on the mat and started the first set of push-ups.

“Is your plan to leave us exhausted and compliant?” Victoria criticized, less willing to join her fellows in their work-out.

“If this routine exhausts you, Victoria, then I’m not sure you’ll be able to keep up at Nationals.” Lena blinked at the tensions she created with that threat and turned away to observe Kara in peace.

She planned to ogle her ex-girlfriend for the remainder of the practice, but the problem was that Kara had eyes of her own and stared straight back at her. That flustered Lena far more easily than she cared to admit, and it also made her pants tighten.

“Danvers, even though you aren’t involved in our routines, I still expect you to participate if you’re going to be here for every practice.” Lena pointed at the mat and continued to hold that posture until Kara stood up.

“I’m not exactly dressed for this today,” Kara whispered by way of protest and folded her arms uncomfortably.

Lena said nothing, but she did point at the mat again in a passive aggressive and unwavering stance so that Kara would work-out with the rest of the team.

Kara chose a spot at the back away from the others, and Lena figured out why as soon as she moved up behind the omega.

Like the day before, Kara hadn’t worn panties, not even the slimmest pair. Her tanned ass was right at Lena’s eyeline as they both began their push-ups.

Lena gulped as she observed the sleek place between Kara’s thighs and the collected slick that was all over her ex-girlfriend’s pussy lips. Her green eyes darkened like the depths of the sea and her mouth hung open.

“Fuck,” Lena uttered without even noticing she was speaking.

Winn glanced back at her from the front, and she was fast to cover-up her mistake. “Does anyone even remember how to do a proper push-up? If you’re on your knees now, you’ll definitely be on them when we get to our next competition.”

Kara did push-ups at a rate faster than the rest of them, and Lena watched her little skirt fly up multiple times. She thought she would survive until Kara stretched out on her back, purposefully facing her while performing sit-ups.

Kara’s pussy glistened just out of Lena’s reach, wet and spreading just the slightest bit from how she moved.

Lena handled her sexual distraction like any self-respecting alpha and gave off pheromones that had the entire squad submitting to demands.

No one seemed in the mood to argue with her, and she preferred that because she was busy looking at Kara’s pretty cunt.

It bothered her that Kara was the first to finish. Immediately after practice, Kara sidled up to Victoria, and that set off Lena’s jealousy. It disturbed her to have seen them together at the start, but Lena couldn’t handle watching them leave together.

The entire squad decided to grab salads from an off-campus restaurant and no one invited Lena. She had to stand back and do nothing as everyone walked off. She certainly didn’t follow them stealthily or duck behind other people when she thought the squad was looking at her.

Lena had plenty of excuses to head in the same general direction. She needed to pick up a few essentials in town. It wasn’t because she felt possessive and agitated in rut, or because of her jealous desire to prevent anyone else from flirting with Kara.

A random alpha on the street realized who she was staring at and stopped to comment about it. “Wow. She’s hot.”

Lena’s knee-jerk reaction was to shove the guy, but she reined herself in because of the traffic.

“She your girlfriend? I saw how you were looking at her—“

Lena slowed at the bombardment of questions and shook her head in case anyone overheard their conversation. “I wasn’t looking at her. I don’t even know her.”

“Really?” The alpha intoned incredulously and continued to eye Kara from six steps back. “Because I could have sworn you were together. She keeps glancing back at you.”

Lena reacted to that tip-off by leaping into a small alley with a dumpster and nearly ending up covered in some kind of mystery slush on the ground.

The squad noticed her then, and Victoria smirked to see she was standing in the middle of two garbage bags. “Don’t worry guys, it’s just a pile of trash. Looks like you fit right in there, Lena.”

“Did you want to grab food with us?” Kara asked and gestured over her shoulder at Tossed, the salad bar.

“No, I lost something and was trying to find it,” Lena blithely remarked as she regarded the garbage at her feet.

“Was it your dignity, or just your pride?” Victoria asked with faux concern and peered into an open bag with smelly contents by Lena’s feet.

Lena clenched her teeth so tightly together she worried she would crack one from the unnecessary force. She restrained the urge to kick the sloppy filth at Victoria in retaliation.

“Actually, it’s all my fucks, but I don’t need those to put you in your place,” Lena snarled and moved like she might shoulder her way through Victoria to get out of the stinky alley.

It took every ounce of Lena’s self control not to look at Kara, especially because the fragrance of her heat seemed to call specifically to her alpha.

If not for the compelling scent, she likely would have started another fight.

Kara’s coy way of looking at Lena through her lashes went hand in hand with the quiet way she spoke. “Please come with us. If you plan to stay on as captain, then you should lead by example, and after that intense work out, you should really eat something.”

The subtle emphasis on that word snapped Lena’s eyes up and she growled as her mind went straight to Kara’s pantyless pussy. She found herself striding forward like she might just devour Kara right in front of everyone and then veered by her at the last second with a palpable ache in her muscles as her rut strengthened.

Kara and the rest of the squad followed after her, with Victoria’s aggravated pheromones signaling her discontent at a delay.

Victoria tried to elbow her way into Tossed before Lena could assert herself as the leader. They glared hatefully at each other as they tried to take the same seat at the side of a booth.

Lena smirked victoriously until Kara took the spot directly across from where she sat.

It placed Kara beside Sam, and Victoria sidled in next to her like she knew her proximity to Kara triggered some kind of bitter tension in Lena. Winn and Eve sat on either side of Lena, and the rest of the squad took up another booth beside them.

“What do you guys recommend? Everything sounds delicious,” Kara remarked,
breaking the oppressive silence at the table.

It could have all been in Lena’s head that Kara was trying to make conversation with her – but most of the squad seemed to be vying for Kara’s attention. It was an odd turn of events, and it frustrated Lena, because they had no right to suddenly see the value in Kara when they had overlooked her before she went into heat.

Victoria spoke up first and leaned closer to Kara under the guise of sharing a menu. “I’ll probably get the pesto chicken salad, Winn will get his usual cob, because he has no taste, and Lena should get the Caesar, since we're all close to stabbing her.”

Kara laughed nervously at the openly hostile environment and shook her head. “No, we’re not. We all talked about the importance of conflict resolution. We know you’re working on communication skills, Lena, and everyone here is working towards forgiveness—”

Lena stuck her chin out bitterly and turned her lip tremble into a snarl, “I don’t want your forgiveness. I just want—”

You.

“—Compliance.” Lena bit off the word as the unfairness of the situation threatened to swallow her whole. “This isn’t a democracy. I’m the captain, and what I say goes.”

“Then why did you poll us last year on uniform styles?” Sam interrupted and batted her eyelashes as she tried to innocently put in a word of dissent. “Why did you give us a run-down of our best moves, and then allow us to give input in how you showcased us during the Winter championship?”

Lena rolled her eyes and let them wander back in Kara’s direction. The omega sat there silently for once and peered at the descriptions of salads on the large, laminated menu.

“That was an experiment I won’t soon be repeating,” Lena lied.

She detected the disappointment on Kara’s face and ignored it as some members of the squad walked off to buy their food. By the time everyone was back in their seats, Victoria had struck up a private conversation with Kara and Lena just managed to catch the end of it.

“Why don’t you join the squad? It’s obvious you can keep up with us, and you’re very flexible.” Victoria emphasized flexible in a certain tone that Lena didn’t like.

Kara tilted her head and a blush spread over her face. “Nah, I prefer to come out and support you all. I like cheering from the stands.”

“I had the feeling you like to be vocal.” Victoria’s sly smile was precariously close to flirtatious, and Lena couldn’t handle hearing another word out of her mouth as Kara blinked at her in surprise.

It wasn’t mature to blindly kick Victoria under the table, yet that’s exactly what Lena did as she stabbed at the lettuce on her plate. The sharp attack didn’t quite go as planned, and Lena cringed in instant regret as Kara let out a startled hiss of pain.

“Ow-fudge,” Kara whimpered, drawing everyone’s eyes to her as she sprang up suddenly.

“Are you okay?” Sam asked in concern, and immediately shot a look towards Lena like she suspected she was to blame for what was happening.

“It’s just a leg cramp, I’ll walk it off,” Kara quickly fibbed and squeezed out of the booth to make her way to the bathrooms.

No one else at the table saw the obvious hurt on her face.

Lena very nearly upended her own salad across her lap as she shoved by Eve to chase after Kara.

It wasn’t a smart move when her squad all fell silent to observe her chaotic sprint to the bathroom, but Lena couldn’t give a damn what they thought of her as she shouldered through the door.

“I didn’t mean that. I was aiming for Victoria.” Lena tried to explain, though it sounded bitter as she came to a halt in front of Kara.

“You shouldn’t be kicking anyone. We’re not five!” Kara insisted with a level of annoyance Lena had never heard before. She folded her arms across her chest and an agitated crinkle formed between her eyebrows. “What’s gotten into you?”

“Me?” Lena scoffed and flung her arm towards Kara like she couldn’t believe the omega was accusing her of anything. She deflected the question by harnessing all of her jealousy and posturing as her alpha filled the bathroom with the stench of her rut. “You’re the one flirting with Victoria right in front of me. Have you forgotten how she mocked you?”

“Of course I haven’t, but so what if she changed her mind about me?” Kara shot back, her lips pinched and nostrils flared as she tried to hold her ground. “It’s not like I’m your girlfriend. You made that very clear.”

The enclosed space made it very hard for Lena to avoid breathing Kara in, and she had to put in an effort to look surly rather than upset. She crossed her arms with attitude, but the wobbliness of her chin was a dead giveaway of her emotional state.

“Just because I broke up with you doesn’t mean you need to flirt with every single person on the squad,” Lena spat and wandered closer to push the boundaries of Kara’s personal space. “Victoria doesn’t care about you. She’s just trying to get some, and then she’ll cut you off—”

“Isn’t that what you did?” Kara whispered nonconfrontationally and blinked at the hurt that registered on Lena’s face.

“Fuck no,” Lena intoned in offense, hoping that Kara was just playing devil’s advocate. “There are just too many reasons we don’t work as a couple.”

“Name one,” Kara dared her with the kind of tone that made Lena feel like she would lose the argument if she didn’t.

“Fine. How about you didn’t tell me that your mother is the Dean?” The words sounded far too raspy and raw and Lena shook with a hundred other things she could have said, but none of them mattered except for that.

She wanted Kara to know the real reason she decided to break it off because she hated how the whole situation came across. Without an explanation, it could be construed that Lena used Kara for sex, and she couldn’t live with anyone thinking that.

Unfortunately, they were both looking at each other’s lips rather than focusing on resolving their problems or clarifying what happened.

Lena stepped forward in a trance of a lust and pressed Kara into the wall to kiss her. Kara slipped a hand into her hair, and before Lena could reconsider, she moved her hand up Kara’s skirt. She ran her fingertips along Kara’s bare pussy and pushed them inside.

Kara gasped against her lips. Lena silenced the omega’s whimper by licking into her mouth to find her tongue.

All of their heightened emotions intensified the urgency of their actions, and Lena pumped her fingers into Kara at a speed so fast her palm was coated in arousal.

They had barely been apart for one day, and Lena was overwhelmed by how much she missed the feel of Kara’s arms wrapped around her. She was a fool to think she could stay away from Kara. She nipped at her lips as her alpha tried to dominate their encounter with a carnal greed to stake claim.

“Is this what you hoped would happen when you showed up today without any panties on?” Lena asked and crooked her fingers to massage into Kara’s rippled wall right where she was most sensitive. “You knew I couldn’t resist your pussy, and you had to flaunt it to get my attention, didn’t you?”

Kara’s soft keening became labored while Lena touched her inside, and she blushed from the heated way Lena gazed at her for answers.

“I needed to do so something–”

“I don’t ever want to see you flirting with anyone else,” Lena stressed as she brought her thumb up to work into Kara’s clit.

It was a selfish statement to make, and Lena couldn’t contain it as she pressed her face into the crook of Kara’s neck and huffed at the beguiling pheromones. She chose to believe they were all for her, and that Kara’s heat was the omega’s way of trying to bring her back to her senses.

“Ooh-oh gosh, I won’t–” Kara moaned, her head falling back against the wall as her hips rocked into Lena’s capable hand. Every clench brought her closer to bliss and she begged for it with breathy sounds that provoked Lena’s alpha.

“You’re mine, and that means no one else can have you,” Lena growled for emphasis and scraped her teeth across the tanned skin of Kara’s neck before she puckered around her pulse point and sucked.

The territorial move coaxed Kara into a spectacular orgasm and she trembled as her cunt went into full spasm.

Slick trickled down Lena’s fingers as she kept them submerged, and she kissed Kara fiercely as pleasure stole her breath. She wanted to taste it on her lips, and be the cause of it always. It pained her to pull out, and she groaned as Kara cupped her erection and then pushed her away.

“I might be yours but that doesn’t mean I’ve forgiven you yet,” Kara whispered and squeezed at Lena’s cock to feel the way it throbbed in response to her handling of it. “All of the progress we made with communication hasn’t worked as well as I thought. You’re only focused on improving yourself when you’re between my legs.”

Lena reeled from the accusation and tried not to show her wounded pride as she insisted, “That’s not true, I want to do better. I will be better.”

“Good. Then you can prove it in my dorm room,” Kara informed her with a calculated squint and finally dropped her hand before Lena humiliated herself by coming in her pants. “Did you bring change?”

Lena blinked in bewilderment and tried to compose herself as best as any alpha could while sporting an erection as thick as their forearm. “Like another outfit?”

“No, silly, like quarters,” Kara laughed and pointed to the little dispenser on the wall that held an assortment of condoms. “After the way you’ve behaved, I’m not sure I trust you to be inside me without protection, especially since I’m in heat and you’ve obviously started a rut.”

Lena pouted about the restrictions until she caught the stern way Kara folded her arms, and then she spent an absurd amount of money buying a bunch. She hoped they would last her through the night, but she was always unpredictable in rut, and she sensed Kara’s heat would influence her performance.

She couldn’t look any of her squad in the eye as she strode out of the salad bar with Kara by her side, though she suspected most of them probably thought they were going to argue somewhere else from their tense expressions.

Lena barely said a word as they hurried across campus at the demand of their libidos.

She expected to take the lead once they snuck into Kara’s room together, but Kara shocked her by calling the shots as she pulled off her top and unclasped her bra.

“Take your pants off and get on the bed. You have a lot to learn tonight.” Kara rasped and went so far as to tug the fabric down Lena’s hips to help her along.

Lena followed instructions and backed onto the bed, surprised by the speed at which Kara climbed on top of her.

She had never experienced this side of Kara, who took her hair down and slid into her lap like she was in charge. Kara began grinding up and down on her cock and pushed her back by the shoulders.

Lena attempted to grab handfuls of Kara’s ass and pull her onto the swollen tip of her shaft. Her frustration started to mount the third time Kara evaded.

“Put a condom on. You don’t want to get me pregnant, right?” Kara asked and resisted sinking down on more than just the glans of Lena’s cock.

Lena groaned from the minimal penetration and answered honestly by mistake. “Yeah—I mean no, god no—not yet.”

She didn’t bother trying to save face and instead unwrapped a condom and moved away to slide it down on her erection. Kara resumed her slippery glide over her length, and although Lena couldn’t feel as much as before, she had the omega’s arousal all over her dick. Her rut made her extra sensitive, and the heat of Kara’s cunt totally surrounded her.

Kara stared at her through low-lidding eyelashes. “Not yet?”

Lena fought the blush that was impossible to hide with her near-translucent Irish skin.

Fortunately, Kara didn’t dwell on her words for long, and sank down inch by inch, moaning as Lena’s cock disappeared inside of her.

The snug fit brought Lena’s pelvis up, and she made a shameful play for Kara’s hips to coach her in riding the girthy expanse of her shaft. She managed to thrust twice before Kara raised herself up and redirected her hands onto her tits.

“No, you don’t get to do that until you promise to talk to me instead of running away from this,” Kara reprimanded her airily and bounced herself as she clutched at Lena’s hands on her breasts. She rolled her hips in gradual undulations and bit at her lip as she sank lower.

“Sex?” Lena asked in confusion.

It was hard enough to function under Kara’s command and keep her alpha tamed, let alone comprehend what she was saying while her cock nudged into the cushy spot where she wanted her seed to be.

“Our relationship,” Kara slurred as Lena tugged at her nipples. The sore peaks responded to the rough handling and Kara made wanton and breathy sounds as they moved together. “Your feelings for me. Whatever insecurities made you pull back. Promise me we’ll discuss it, Lena. Please.”

It really wasn’t fair of Kara to use the pull of her heat to get what she wanted, even though it was a reasonable resolution to their tensions after that brief break-up.

Lena almost wished she had it in her to deny Kara if only to try and establish some control, but the omega’s pouty lip did more to sway Lena than rutting into her cunt did.

Emotions got the better of her, and Lena found herself answering before fully grasping the implications of having a heart-to-heart after they were spent. “Sure, whatever you want.”

Kara rewarded her with a kiss and Lena snared her by the waist to fuck into the hot restriction of her passage. She bucked upward at a rigorous pace to slot herself base-deep and rolled them over to pound Kara into the bed.

With that compromise made, Lena took back control. She rubbed her fingers into Kara’s partially concealed clit and lifted one of the omega’s legs in the air. Kara undulated as Lena continued to hold her just below the knee.

“Fuck, you feel magnificent, so hot and tight,” Lena praised and frantically brushed her fingertips back and forth to leave Kara’s pussy lips nice and pink. “Do you like having my cock inside you when you’re in heat?”

Kara whined and spread wider for Lena’s thrusts, raising her head from the pillow just to drop it again. “Yes, I can’t believe how good it feels.”

Lena luxuriated in the stretching warmth that wrapped around her. She peered down at the wet little blonde curls on Kara’s cunt and stroked her fingers through them before manipulating her clit again. Unlike previous times, she was possessed by an arrogance that came from her rut, and a need to perform. She wanted to make Kara orgasm on her cock many times, but the first of the night was important.

“No one else gets to have your pussy, Kara – just me,” Lena boasted with a little jut of her chin that conveyed she was serious.

“Any time you want,” Kara agreed, completely oblivious to how that simple acquiescence unraveled all of Lena’s composure.

The onset of bliss made Lena slam her hips forward and she lunged with greedy ambition to bury herself fully in Kara’s pussy. Whatever embarrassment she felt at coming first wasn’t severe enough to stop the surge of seed from erupting out her cock. The entirety of her shaft jerked, and she knew Kara could feel it, because the omega clasped onto her shoulders and whined pitifully.

Kara’s omega rebelled from being denied Lena’s seed and she locked her ankles over Lena’s to hinder her from pulling out.

“I’m so close, just keep going,” Kara begged, fully aware of the risks it posed to carry on with a filled condom.

No alpha would be able to resist a plea like that, and Lena was no different as she licked and nipped at Kara’s neck to leave behind a pink blemish where a claim belonged. Kara’s walls convulsed strongly and Lena’s lust addled mind was convinced the omega was trying to work the latex off her cock.

She was fixated on it happening and imagined how messy Kara’s cunt would be if she managed to burst the condom. It was all stemming from her rut, and Lena was at the mercy of her hormones. She continued her frantic rocking to keep Kara’s cunt open and receptive to taking a large knot.

“Be honest, Kara, would you have still given up your pussy if I didn’t buy protection?”

Questions like that would only cause trouble, though Lena’s ego demanded an answer as she slid her fingertips over Kara’s clit to edge her into madness.

Kara writhed against the sheets and pressed her lips together as she tried to avoid Lena’s piercing gaze. From the way she whined, Lena could have come to her own conclusions, but she wanted to hear a clear answer and pinned both of Kara’s legs up against her chest.

The new angle created friction, and Lena filled her just to hear the short and sharp way Kara gasped. She was addicted to the noises that came out of Kara, and brushed her lips against her cheek as she rasped, “Should I knot you and risk breaking the latex? You would have a very full pussy.”

They both knew it was just a hypothetical, but Kara moaned in excitement and moved onto her knees to express how much she liked Lena’s idea.

Lena took more tempting strokes and felt like she was on the verge of orgasming again. She came to her senses as her cock started to pulse from the tight
constriction of Kara’s walls. Kara slipped into bliss with a whimper and Lena pulled out just in time to avoid filling her pussy again.

With some fumbling, she discarded the condom and sheathed herself in more latex. Her knot formed faster than ever before, and she pushed it into Kara’s heat with a shiver.

Being connected would temporarily slow down their lovemaking, but with their rut and heat only just beginning, Lena sensed that the next few days would involve plenty of pleasure.