She's All Alpha - Chapter 4

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

Word count: 5,602



Given the amount sexual frustration Lena was forced to endure, it was no surprise that it manifested itself in her dreams. She slept fitfully most nights, tossing around her sheets while her mind supplied images better suited to heat dreams. Kara featured heavily in all of them, and to her shock, Lucy made an appearance or two. Usually, they both vied for Lena’s attention, and she woke most mornings covered in sweat, feeling confused and worried about what it all meant.

Saturday morning was no different, because when she opened her eyes to the sight of Kara leaning over her, she was pretty sure she was still dreaming.

“Are you ready to get pumped?” Kara asked with the kind of intensity that Lena was used to imagining in her fantasies.

“Yes,” Lena whispered, breathless and ready for whatever scenario her mind chose to fabricate next.

“Great, then get up before everyone else claims the good equipment,” Kara laughed, officially putting an end to Lena’s belief that she was still sleeping.

Before she could complain, Kara had ripped the covers off her, and Lena resisted the urge to shriek at the alpha as she darted from bed and hurried to get dressed. She was groggy and bleary eyed, and her mood worsened when she noticed it was six thirty in the morning.

“Most people like to sleep longer than the birds,” Lena grumbled as she tugged on a pair of shorts with her back to Kara.

“And most alphas don’t have noodle arms.” Kara’s teasing would have pissed off a real alpha, and it must have bewildered her when she noticed the way Lena pouted in offense.

“Hey, you’re going to look great after you start my work out routine. You’ll be buff like me in no time.” Kara flexed to inspire Lena to adopt a more optimistic mindset.

Too bad that all it resulted in was an ache between Lena’s thighs. She grunted to compensate for the way her omega wanted to fawn over the muscular idiot and sighed so heavily that Kara frowned in concern.

Lena remained silent the entire walk across campus, and it wasn’t entirely because she was grouchy. She still harbored a deep guilt about watching Kara get off in the shower, and she was terrified she would slip in an apology by accident.

Kara sensed the tension between them, but had no knowledge of the root cause, so she assumed it was her earlier remark. She handed Lena two barbells that almost dislocated her shoulders and murmured, “Trust me, I know the omegas you hook up with will appreciate your strength.”

“So you do have experience,” Lena uttered in shock, then clamped her mouth shut as a wave of jealousy made her tighten her fists around the weights.

“Well, no,” Kara admitted with a bashful glance at her navel as she avoided Lena’s gaze. “But omegas like alphas that look—you know–”

“Like they can bench press them through a ceiling?” Lena mocked softly and tried not to grunt as she strained to lift the barbells.

Her posture was all off, and Kara stepped in behind her to fix it without uttering a word. Lena shivered as Kara straightened her shoulders and was tempted to lean into the alpha in the hopes of feeling those strong arms wrap around her waist.

“Yes,” Kara agreed, then shook her head like she was flustered. “No – I think omegas want to date alphas who can take care of them.”

“Sexually?” Lena drawled, wondering exactly what kind of angle Kara was going for in her approach to impressing omegas.

“By carrying their bags, and opening jars, and doing all of that other alpha stuff.” Kara shrugged as she started her set of bicep curls with the kind of determination that said their conversation was over.

“Oh god, you’re serious. Since when were alphas this sensitive?” Lena frowned at the revelation, which was the last thing she ever expected when she signed up to live in close quarters with an alpha.

She figured she would emerge from the experience hating alphas more, not with a burning attraction to one of them.

That trait made Kara seem like the perfect date, but it would have been detrimental to Lena’s cover if she commented on it. To ensure that nothing seemed amiss, she had to mock Kara’s nature and she faked a laugh that tickled the back of her throat.

“This is why you need my help with Lucy. Omegas don’t want to you to be chivalrous. They go after the most arrogant alphas, the assholes.” Lena cringed as she relied on common rhetoric to shape Kara’s perspectives on dating.

It reminded her of a lot of posts she read on social media and how some liked to call out omegas for their unwillingness to pick a good alpha. As far as Lena was concerned, good alphas were like unicorns. She could see them in kids’ movies, sweeping omegas off their feet – but they didn’t exist outside of fiction.

Lena had known a lot of omegas who preferred to date the most obnoxious types. She felt she was qualified to coach Kara due to those experiences with friends, much as it turned her stomach to corrupt her new roommate.

“Confidence.” Lena jutted her chin and performed a lift that nearly winded her. “Omegas don’t care if you’re the strongest or smartest person. Some alphas are just more confident than others. They act like leaders, and omegas are into that. It’s because they want someone to lead in bed.”

She was coming dangerously close to speaking her own truths with that final piece of advice. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Kara’s reaction to it.

Whether she meant it or not, Kara squared her shoulders and pushed out her jaw. Lena nearly tripped over one of the weights Kara suddenly dropped. She stumbled over it, following Kara towards a weight lifting bench as some of the members of the soccer team walked into the gym.

“Spot me and tell me what else you know.”

Kara’s direct approach to getting answers flustered Lena, and not just because of her trying out this new attitude. It was the ease with which Kara lifted the bar, the soft grunts of her exertion as she pushed her muscles to their limits.

Lena pinched her thighs together with an awareness of slippery excitement attempting to pool in her underwear.

“I know omegas have a reputation for being submissive, but most won’t ever admit that they like it. They need the right alpha to show them it’s good to give into to their nature.”

“Okay, but what if Lucy isn’t into that?” Kara pumped the bar into the air faster, and Lena pressed herself into the side of the apparatus to admire the sweat glistening over hard muscles.

“Oh, she is,” Lena reiterated.

We all are, that’s the real secret.

Lena’s own confidence swayed Kara, and she recognized the look of lust that appeared in the those blue eyes.

There was more she could share based on her own likes and dislikes, but she missed her opportunity when Kate and Oliver walked over. Their aggressive and competitive scent overpowered Kara’s, and Lena for once was grateful. It masked the fact that she was aroused.

Lena straightened up as Kate hip checked her out of the way to peer down at Kara. “Guess where we’re going tonight?”

“Uhh–” Kara couldn’t shrug during her workout, and Kate lifted the bar out of her hands to place it back on the rack.

“That’s right. The fair. And you know who else is gonna be there?” Kate questioned as she swept a hand through her hair.

“Everyone else who lives in our little college town?” Kara guessed and lifted her shirt to wipe the sweat off her brow.

Lena wasn’t sure who sounded more pathetic—whether it was her when she whimpered loudly at the sight of Kara's ripped abs, or Kara after Oliver shared the good news.

“Well yeah, but Lucy will be running a kissing booth to raise money for the squad's new uniforms.” Oliver unfolded a piece of a paper advertising the funding goal and the organizers behind it.

Gone was the confident creature who could lift twice her own weight. Kara lurched up from the bench and grabbed the flier from Oliver’s hand to scrutinize the photo of Lucy in her cheer uniform.

“Can I keep this?” Kara asked as she folded the paper at the crease to tuck into her back pocket.

Lena sensed that the day ahead would be filled with pep talks and lessons on flirting. She hadn’t worried that she would need to teach the basics.

They headed to the cafeteria for breakfast, and while Kate was busy loading up her plate with hash browns, Kara pulled her aside to the omelette station to freak out.

“I’ve never kissed an omega.” Kara shoved a carton of juice onto her tray and added enough pieces of fruit to make up a basket for someone. “This could ruin my chances with Lucy forever. What if I’m bad at it?”

“Take a deep breath and drop the banana,” Lena instructed as she glanced down at the fruit in Kara’s hand that pointed at her. “I’m sure you can handle a peck on the lips. Lucy isn’t going to expect you to make out with her if you buy a ticket to her booth.”

“Yeah, that would be weird. Nobody wants to make out with strangers.” The stress lines on Kara’s forehead started to vanish, and then reappeared as Lena scooped two poached eggs onto her toast. “What if she thinks I’m a creep for buying a ticket? This could backfire.”

“Would you relax?” Lena frowned and set aside her tray so that she could settle Kara’s nerves. “This was Lucy’s idea. If she didn’t want to kiss a bunch of alphas, she wouldn’t have signed herself up for it.”

Her words of wisdom were perhaps a tad judgmental, and Lena couldn’t pinpoint if it was due to jealousy. She then struggled to identify whether it originated from her feelings towards Kara or her strange new possessiveness over Lucy, who would be the perfect omega to improve her alpha status.

Lena ignored the little voice in her head that insisted both.

She elbowed her way past a scrawny alpha, who was trying to pick the best slices of bacon.  When he refused to move, Lena grabbed the crispiest pieces out of his tongs.

“You athletes are all the same.” He snapped the tongs in her direction like that was an insult.

“Stronger and better than you?” Lena smirked as she passed off some of her bacon to Kara and postured like she was ready to start a fight.

She blamed it on all of the pheromones that surrounded her, but it was her own tenacity and argumentative nature starting to shine through.

It might have made her feel good about herself if Kara didn’t seem bothered by her attitude. She picked up on the disappointment that hung on Kara’s proud shoulders, weighing them down for a change.

Kara hunched forward and grabbed for the tongs to select other crispy pieces of bacon. She placed it on the other alpha’s tray as a peace offering.

That confusing gesture didn’t match with Lena’s preconceptions about alpha temperaments. She squinted at the avoidant way Kara side-eyed her, and they both walked on to the next station with cutlery.

“You’re different from most alphas.” Lena pondered that information even as she acknowledged it out loud.

“What? No, no, I’m the same,” Kara shakily disputed, her eyes widening as though she interpreted Lena’s comment another way.

“Look at Oliver. He just lifted the last breakfast sausage off someone else’s plate. I get the feeling you’d give an alpha yours.”


Lena didn’t mean it as an insult, though it was obvious that Kara took it that way as she gawked down at her like she had said something offensive.

Kara grabbed enough utensils for four people in her rush to put distance between them, and then wheezed once they sat down at a vacant table. “What do you mean by that?”

“Just that you’re kind of soft for an alpha.” Lena thought honesty would be the best approach, and yet she regretted it when Kara turned a pasty shade of pale. “That’s not a bad thing. I like that about you.”

“You-wait, you like that?” Kara stared back at her like she was some sort of an enigma, and then carefully slid a fork towards Lena, presumably as some sort of olive branch.

Lena arched her brows in confusion and accepted it because she was starving. She dug into her breakfast while Kara picked at her food, and then sighed when she realized Kara was waiting on her to say more.

“You never try to hide how you feel or get caught up in meaningless posturing. It’s nice to have someone I can talk to without fear of judgment.”

Lena’s smile was genuine, albeit short lived as she tried to snap herself out of her omega tendencies.

One of these days Kara would notice the look in her eye, and that would end her stint at Alpherior.

The atmosphere between them was a little heavier as they both ate their breakfast after that. It could have led to unbearable tension if not for Kate Kane, who popped up with two trays and moved the conversation along in a different direction.

“What kind of animal is sausage?”

Lena hesitated to answer as Oliver and Barry sat down beside them, but when Kara helplessly glanced her way, she felt like it was on her to respond. “Do you mean what kind of meat are they made from? I think those are pork.”

Kate rolled her eyes like Lena was being ridiculous and cut into one to stuff in her mouth. “The tray said they were corn fed and pigs aren’t vegetarian.”

Lena pinched her brows together and parted her lips as speechlessness robbed her of the chance to correct Kate’s stupidity. She remembered the disappointment on Kara’s face when she mocked the other alpha and bit her lip in case she found her tongue.

Barry laughed and from the wince on his face, Lena could only assume that Kara had kicked him beneath the table.

“So what time are we heading to the fair? I don’t want to get there too late.” Kara glanced at her friends in expectation and bounced her leg beneath the table. The breakfast trays jittered along with her.

“You mean you don’t want to be last in line.” Oliver grinned and swiped a piece of toast off of Kara’s plate while she was distracted with her anxiety.

He tried the same move with Lena a second later and made a play for her bacon. She cracked her fork across his knuckles and all but dared him to try it again with a glare.

“Let’s aim for five?” Barry suggested, finishing off his breakfast faster than anyone at the table. “If we all get ready after our last class and pile into my truck, we’ll beat the rush over.”

Lena found it hard enough to share her living space with an alpha and she didn’t look forward to spending a night with all four of them.  But no matter the dread it caused, she couldn’t decline the invitation when Kara was counting on her help.

She attended her classes as normal, dumped her books off back at the dorm, and then changed into an outfit that would make her blend in with the crowd. Relaxed fit jeans, a soft cashmere v-neck, and a belt with an obnoxiously large buckle—it all helped to form her fake image.

Lena even put on her favorite black hat, which looked cute on her as an omega but made her feel cockier when posing as an alpha. Adding an extra spritz of her pheromone spray, she headed out to the parking lot where Barry kept his truck.

Whether by luck or misfortune, Lena hadn’t crossed paths with Kara all afternoon. It gave her the chance to clear her head, which she evidently needed more than she realized.

When she spotted Kara in a pressed shirt that matched the color of her eyes, Lena blushed like a smitten omega with a crush.

“Shotgun,” Oliver yelled as Lena made a beeline for the passenger seat to avoid sitting beside Kara. If her legs had been longer, she would have reached the door first.

Lena sighed in defeat as she was wedged into the backseat between Kate and Kara.

“Hey, do you have any gum?” Kara asked and cupped a hand over her own mouth to huff at her breath.

Lena took pity on her and retrieved the pack she stuck in her pocket before leaving. She expected Kara to take a piece and balked as her roommate unwrapped three of the minty sticks.

Barry tore out of the campus lot at breakneck speed to avoid traffic, and Lena noted all the windows were up. It didn’t take long for her to notice the nauseating horny stink that filled the vehicle. It wasn’t just from her traveling buddies, either — the entire leather interior of the truck reeked of alpha sweat and desperation.

If that wasn’t bad enough, her thigh was pressed against Kara’s and the alpha started to bounce her leg. The vibration went straight through Lena, and she shamefully hoped it would continue as she slid lower in the seat.

By the time they arrived at the fair, she was just as horny as the rest of them and couldn’t quite look Kara in the eye. She was overly conscious of the throb between her legs and walked awkwardly into the crowd with their group.

“What are we hitting up first? Rides, games or the kissing booth?” Oliver questioned like he was looking forward to all three. He caught the tight-lipped way Kara stared back at him and laughed as he slapped her on the arm. “I mean, I’m not buying a ticket. That’s all you, buddy.”

“Some of the cheerleaders are selling candy floss and hotdogs over there,” Kate pointed out, the sweet and savory scent making everyone’s mouth water.

Barry, Oliver, and Kate headed to the food stands, and Lena was about to join them when Kara snagged her by the arm.

“Hey uh, do you wanna come with me and maybe give me tips while I wait?”

“It’ll cost you a candy apple,” Lena bargained and smirked as Kara agreed without any fuss.

The kissing booth was deeper inside the park and hadn’t opened yet when they arrived. Kara sulked at the sight of the vacant booth and kicked her foot through the dusty turf.

“I guess we have some time to kill, so now what?” Lena sighed and glanced around at all the other attractions.

There was plenty of things to do, and she figured the more distractions she had, the safer she would feel with her libido around Kara.

Kara shrugged awkwardly and stuffed her hands into her pockets as she confided, “If things go well with Lucy, I’m going to ask her on date.”

Lena tried not to let that sour her mood and ruin her night. “Okay, so what’s the problem?”

“I’ve never taken an omega out before. What do I even do?” The panic on Kara’s face was comical, and if she didn’t genuinely look distraught, Lena would have laughed.

“Kara, look around.” Lena swung her hand out as she spun around dramatically to point out all the attractions. “This is the perfect place for a date. Take her on a couple rides, win her a prize at one of the games and buy her some candy. That’s pretty much it.”

“Oh, well, what rides do you think are the best?” Kara asked and kept in step with Lena despite the distance she tried to create between them.

Lena groaned internally and refused to fixate on how weird it was going to be to coach Kara through a potential date with Lucy. She flicked her eyelashes up to Kara and resigned herself to her fate when she noted the hopeful smile on the idiot’s face.

“Oh my god, you’re sweet, but hopeless,” Lena complained. “Come with me. We’ll do a practice run.”

Lena expected some sort of pushback to that, but Kara followed her obediently. She side-eyed her roommate as she toured the fair and picked out the Ferris Wheel as their first ride. They each bought their own tickets and climbed into the carriage.

Instead of picking the seat opposite from Lena, Kara slid in next to her. Lena cleared her throat as the door shut, sealing them in, and then she turned her attention to the window. The tension between them seemed to increase with the speed of the wheel.

“This is a classic date ride,” Lena instructed as she placed her hands on the edge of her metal seat and controlled the impulse to lean towards Kara. “You get to have Lucy to yourself. You can show her the whole place lit up at night. Instant romance.”

“What do we talk about, though?” Kara lamented, ever in need of more pointers. “I don’t want to sound like a dumb jock.”

“As long as you’re confident, it doesn’t matter what you say. Pretend I’m Lucy.” Lena didn’t have to bat her lashes or twirl a strand of her hair to sell the idea that she was an omega, and yet she did both as the carriage lifted them higher into the air.

Rather than take a jab at initiating conversation, Kara reached out to hold her hand. Lena stared at her daintier fingers resting over Kara’s palm and swallowed any other tips that came to mind.

“I really like you.” Kara shook her head so that her blonde curls bounced, unable to maintain eye contact during her trial. “We might not know each other that well, but your smile is radiant, and looking into your eyes—it’s maybe my second favorite thing to do.”

Lena couldn’t shake the feeling that this was more than just a practice run as Kara tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. The tenderness broke through all of her emotional defenses and tricked her heart into believing that it was real.

“What’s the first thing?” Lena had no control over her sultry whisper or her lip biting.

Kara’s smile spread wider into an adorable grin as she shrugged. “I just assume it will be kissing you—I mean her—Lucy.”

The mention of the other omega broke the spell Lena was under and jarred them both back to reality. Lena tugged her hand free of Kara’s and the alpha looked like she wanted to jump out of the carriage. They both laughed, high pitched and forced, and for an uncomfortable second they couldn’t look at each other.

Something had to give, and Lena reasoned it would be better if it was her. “You don’t need any pointers there. Just do exactly that and it’ll work.”

Lena would know, since she was still reeling from the effects of Kara being so charming. She worried that her attraction would make her alpha pheromones wear off faster and tried to think of any other idea than kissing Kara.

“Oh, thanks,” Kara sighed. “This is honestly so helpful. I wasn’t sure if saying all of that would be too much.”

Kara stared out the window for the rest of the ride and Lena took to pointing out other rides and games for the alpha to consider for the hypothetical date.

They kept a respectable distance from each other when the ride ended, and Lena weaved through the crowd towards the food trucks. She almost lost Kara along the way, because the jock was sizing up some of the prizes and trying to guess which ones Lucy would like the best.

“Do you think she likes sloths?” Kara pointed to one at the back that wore big plastic shades and a dopey smile.

Lena cringed at Kara’s choice and subtly redirected her to better items that omegas often favored. “Bears are usually a safe bet, but if you want something fun get the inflatable sword. Nobody can resist a playful fight.”

Kara took her advice with a serious nod, and they circled back toward the kissing booth, but not before Kara bought a giant slushie.

It was bigger than Lena’s head and she stared at the drink in horror as Kara bought a ticket. “Do you really plan to drink all that in line?”

“No, but my mouth dries up when I get nervous, and I figured this would help.” Kara shrugged and wrapped her lips around the straw.

Lena averted her eyes in case it stirred anything else in her, and they joined the long line that was growing by the second.

Twenty minutes later, and after a lot of idle chit-chat, they were finally close enough to the booth for Lena to feel dizzy from the thick cloud of alpha musk. The concentrated pheromones and overabundance of body spray could have knocked out a rhino, and she was worried her sense of smell would be forever tainted.

“What’s wrong with you?” Lena muttered as Kara began to hop from foot to foot with a pinched expression.

“I gotta get to the bathroom. Can you hold my place? I don’t want to wait in line all over again.” Kara stared up the line to Lucy, who hadn’t noticed them yet.

“What? No, we’re like five people from the front!” Lena hissed, but Kara had already begun to run off, and she was left there to shuffle forward as the alphas behind her pushed at her back.

In horror, she watched as the omegas from the squad paired up with people—and Lucy coyly stood off to the side until it was Lena’s turn.

With her pompoms in hand, Lucy cheered her friends on and bided her time. Lena just so happened to make eye contact with the omega several times during her wait, and she moistened her lips out of fear.

Kara was nowhere to be found, and the person behind Lena had the habit of shoving her. She couldn’t hide or leave, and she couldn’t breathe with all of the oversexed pheromones crowding from every direction.

“Lena, so good to see you,” Lucy chirped as she approached, clutching two tubes of chapstick in her hand. “I have mint and cherry. Which should I wear?”

“Oh, I’m actually just holding the place in line for someone else.” Lena jerked her thumb at a random idiot behind her and turned around to search for her roommate. “She should be back at any moment. I don’t even have a ticket.”

“It’s right here, silly.” Lucy pointed to the one in Lena’s hand, which she hadn’t remembered taking from Kara.

Lena gripped it so tight that the paper tore as Lucy tried to grab it. She laughed as she relinquished the pieces.

“You’re nervous.” Lucy grinned, her flirtatious scent beckoning Lena closer even as it sped up her heart. “That’s a cute look on you.”

Lena’s inability to break eye contact was going to be her downfall and she wiped her suddenly clammy hands down her pants. “I’ve never paid to kiss an omega before.”

“There’s a first time for everything.” Lucy teased and picked the cherry flavored chapstick no doubt to match Lena’s blush. She applied it slowly, her lips parting just enough to keep all of Lena’s attention.

It was all happening so fast, and Lena’s chance to bolt was gone the second Lucy placed her hand atop hers on the table and leaned closer. She smelled like a summer breeze, fresh and tantalizing to Lena’s senses, and it wasn’t just because of the perfume. Lucy’s pheromones were just that nice, and Lena tried to get as much of them into her lungs as possible.

“Close your eyes,” Lucy whispered, and Lena’s lashes fluttered shut at the first, soft pucker of the omega’s lips on her own.

That should have been it—a quick little kiss—except neither of them pulled back from it.

Lena whimpered as Lucy’s tongue slipped into her mouth, and she kissed her back without any hesitance. They swapped breath for a good five seconds until someone behind her grunted in jealousy.

“The next one is on me, no ticket required,” Lucy airily remarked through a bashful smile, as if she hadn’t just tilted Lena’s entire world.

She stumbled out of the crowd while her head spun, too stunned and uncomfortably aroused to process any of it. Lena only snapped out of her daze when she spotted Kara standing off to the side with an unreadable expression that she interpreted as anger.

Kara didn’t shout or even speak—she just shoved Lena behind one of the food trucks selling funnel cakes and towered over her with intense eyes.

Lena swallowed thickly with the taste of Lucy’s lip balm still sweet on her lips. “Where were you? I thought you would be back in time—”

“I can’t believe you got to kiss her!” Kara exclaimed with too much enthusiasm to be feigned. “What was it like? Tell me everything.”

“Wouldn’t you rather just get back in the line and experience it for yourself?” Lena frowned as she glanced back at the number of alpha singles who were desperate to get their lips on any omega.

Kara followed suit and opened up her eyes wider in lieu of answering outright. “You can just give me all of the details.”

Had Lena kissed any other person’s crush, she was certain it would have led to a fist fight, but Kara was happy to stroll alongside her and eat funnel cake.

“Lucy is an amazing kisser.” Lena tipped her head with a sidelong glance over at Kara that made her cheeks burn.

She opened her mouth, hesitating to go on as she considered puckering up to Kara. Imagining the taste of her roommate’s smooth lips was going to bring on her heat if she wasn’t careful.

They didn’t have the opportunity to talk more because Oliver showed up with a giant stuffed penguin and told them that Barry was waiting for all of them in the truck. Kate won a hot dog eating competition and she had a terrible stomach ache.  Out of consideration for their friend and teammate, they would be heading back to the dorm early.

Lena was relieved until she stepped foot back in her room and Kara hovered in her personal space.

She could practically feel the questions radiating from the alpha and sat on the edge of her bed to gather her thoughts. Lena hadn’t expected Kara to sit beside her, or the tension that it created between them as their knees touched.

“What did her lips taste like?” Kara asked, all wide eyed and wondrous, like Lena had experienced something she would never get the chance to explore for herself.

“Cherry, and they were very soft,” Lena sighed, her breath a little shallow as she noticed that Kara’s eyes kept drifting to her mouth. “You know, a lot of omegas practice kissing with each other first to get experience.”

She hadn’t kissed another omega before Lucy, but a bunch of her friends helped one another out right after they presented. Her anecdote had little to do with offering up insider knowledge on omegas, however, and more to do with the budding curiosities she sensed in Kara.

“Do you remember the brand of chapstick?” Kara leaned closer, staring in captivation at the shine still on Lena’s lips. “Could I just—you know?”

Lena responded with a little nod as she moved her face next to Kara’s and they looked at each other before succumbing to the heat between them. Batting her lashes once, she shut them after an initial taste of Kara’s tongue. She sucked at the soft tip, opening her mouth more. Kara caressed her cheek and stroked into her hair as their lips melded for sweet, spearmint kisses.

They kept at it, moving on the bed and following their instincts to touch. Without peeking, Lena knew Kara’s hand was close to her breast, and she moaned at the faintest sensation of a palm over her nipple. It inspired the smallest twinge of need between her thighs, and her true pheromones broke through the masker she wore. She retreated as the first notes reached her nostrils and panicked as Kara cupped her face and attempted to go again.

Lena pulled back in terror, anticipating an accusation at any second. She stood up, ready to explain her whole rationale for choosing Alpherior. If she had to plead with Kara to keep her secret, she would do it.

“Wow,” Kara whispered in shock, oblivious to her internal dismay. “I see what you mean, Lena. I can’t wait to do this with an omega.”

Lena drew a sharp breath into her lungs, sparing herself the panic attack as she realized she hadn’t blown her cover. “Oh. Yeah, sure, you’re going to do great. Any omega will really like what you have to offer.”

Kara’s chest expanded with pride, and she flopped onto her own bed with a grin almost as big as the tent she sported in her pants.

Lena scrambled to grab her shower kit and backed out of the room before her omega flooded the place with her pheromones.