Satisfaction Guaranteed - Chapter 6

Chapter 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/satisfaction-49442307
Chapter 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/satisfaction-2-50992472
Chapter 3: https://www.patreon.com/posts/satisfaction-3-52852207
Chapter 4: https://www.patreon.com/posts/satisfaction-4-56288884
Chapter 5: https://www.patreon.com/posts/satisfaction-5-63978266


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Lena never intended to spend the night at Kara’s loft, but she woke to soft hues of morning light coming through the large windowpanes, and the scents of gourmet coffee with home baked pastry. Her clothes littered the floor in wrinkled heaps, and she covered herself in a sheet rather than put on her soaked panties from the evening before. As she moved down the staircase, she could see between the rungs that Kara was in the kitchen prepping a fruit tray and pouring fresh juice into a pitcher.

“You can do everything, can’t you?” Lena asked from the foot of the stairs out of a concern that she would startle Kara if she encroached farther. “I figured we would both sleep as long as our alarms would let us. You didn’t have to make me such an elaborate breakfast.”

Kara slid a few pieces of thinly sliced nectarine onto a platter and paused to glance at her. “I might have a selfish motive. I kept you up all night, and I’m taking you on a date later, so it’s important I restore your energy.”

“Oh, is that it?” Lena chuckled and grabbed a strawberry to bite and suck. “It’s still the most thoughtful thing anyone’s done for me.”

It must have been the lack of sleep that caused her to be that honest, and she realized how the information struck Kara as she stared at her afterwards.

Lena grabbed for a pastry and moaned at the buttery flakiness of the treat.  She licked the jam from her fingers with complete command of Kara’s attention, and the sweet surprise seemed to set the tone for the morning.

They had sex in the kitchen and the shower, and Lena borrowed clothes from Kara’s closet before setting off to work. If any of her board members noticed the change in her style, they certainly didn’t mention it at their morning meeting, though Lena was sure she saw a few smirks on some of the alphas faces. That sort of thing would have bothered her in the past, or at the very least left her self-conscious and paranoid. Fortunately, it was hard to care when she was feeling satisfied. Starting the day with orgasms instilled peace within her and she planned to thank Kara for that later.

For five uninterrupted hours, she conducted business and mulled over contracts, and nobody was the wiser that she sat there soaked and clenching. Whenever her mind drifted to Kara, or she thought about their date that evening, her cunt spasmed. She took to periodically pressing her thighs together while in the company of others.

When nobody was there, Lena rocked in her seat to keep her clit sensitive and responsive to her every move.

Lena was ready to sneak off when her lunch hour rolled around. She sat behind her desk and opened the buttons on Kara’s shirt to tweak and play with her sensitive nipples.

She took a few photos of herself with the shirt still on her shoulders and her tits cupped in her hands.

The nipple chains she bought were still stored in one of her drawers and she decided to wear the silver one. She affixed them to her breasts just as Kara stepped into her office for lunch.

Had anyone else been hovering near, they would have witnessed her rising from her seat half naked and hurrying over to greet Kara at the door. “Sorry, I was just getting started on our usual lunchtime routine. I didn’t get five minutes to myself this morning.”

Kara kissed her and stepped back to eye the chain attached to her nipples. She slipped her fingers over the cool silver and gave it a gentle tug to bring Lena closer. “This is new.”

“Do you like it?” Lena blushed as she glanced at her own little addition to their daily escapades.

She knew the answer when Kara led her over to the couch and played with her breasts, unclipping one of her nipples to suck on it while handling the other.

“I wanted to make sure this was the kind that wouldn’t numb you.” Kara rubbed both of her nipples to rosy points while Lena sat on her lap.

Kara’s erection pushed up against her bottom, straining and full of seed. The scent of pheromones confirmed that, and Lena wondered how her mate could already be so sexually frustrated after the morning they spent together.

She smirked and shifted onto Kara’s knee so she could touch her cock. “You’re so stiff, it’s almost like you haven’t come inside me for days.”

“I planned to surprise you—"

“With your cock?” Lena teased and toyed with the zipper on Kara’s pants, sliding it up and down.

“I made an appointment at Beaux Fantasme. You’re going to try on lingerie for me.” Kara slid a hand onto her thigh and stared up at her as if her hopes hinged on Lena’s receptivity to that.

Lena always made her purchases online, discreetly and without the presence of other people — so accompanying Kara to a boutique for a special lingerie session would be a new experience. Her warm face was almost certainly red, but she also responded with the smallest spasm of excitement between her thighs.

“Feeling how turned on that makes you—I would agree to almost anything,” Lena breathed out and smiled as she buttoned up Kara’s shirt.

They took a fifteen-minute ride to the boutique Kara mentioned, but unlike traditional shopping trips, this one started off much differently.

The store manager brought refreshments into a spacious room with a pedestal where an omega could stand to present each garment. An entire selection of lingerie waited for them on a rack and in a set of decorative boxes, and Lena figured out that Kara had a friendship with the manager when she heard them talking about each of the pieces.

Lena drank a sip of champagne and ate a piece of cheese from a charcuterie board while waiting on Kara to join her.

The store associates closed the door to the dressing room, and then Kara strode over to a comfortable chair to begin their session.

“Let me guess, this is an activity you recommend for celebrity couples who want to rekindle the spark in their marriages?” Lena lifted another slice of cheese from the platter and bit into it with a cracker. “Mmm, this alone would make me want to drop my panties and renew my vows.”

“Let’s start with the first thing,” Kara quipped and rested her arms on the chair like she was getting cozy in a movie theater, and not a lingerie shop.

Lena shyly glanced over her shoulder in case any lurking sales associates happened to barge in as she checked the rack for her size. She noticed each garment was fitted for her and picked one in pale green silk with light embroidered fabric that looked like delicate butterfly wings.

“Did you choose all of these?” Lena asked as she stripped out of the pants she borrowed from Kara’s closet and a pair of her mate’s white underwear with a thick band at the top.

She liked wearing it that morning, if only because it was loose, and she could imagine Kara’s cock snug in those areas — but it felt good to slip into the lingerie.

The crinkled little straps of the thong rested on her hips, and her cunt was visible through the translucent fabric, just barely covered by the abstract shapes of the wings. She put on the bra that came with it, the soft demi-cups holding her breasts in an eye-catching embrace. Kara stared in fascination as she stepped onto the pedestal and blushed.

“To answer your question—yeah, I chose just about everything you’re about to wear.” Kara stood up to adjust one of the straps on Lena’s top and continued to touch. “I might have bought you the entire new collection. The store manager is an old friend, and you were correct in your assumption. She always sets up appointments for my clients, but when I called earlier this week, I told her that there was someone special in my life.”

Lena followed Kara’s hand down to where it firmly cupped between her thighs. “How did you meet her?”

Kara rubbed her clit through the expensive, sheer panties. “A club.”

Despite the thin fabric between them, Lena was aroused, and that sensitive part of her was aching for Kara to play with it. She could barely keep her lashes from fluttering as her pussy drenched the wisp of material between her thighs.

“What sort of club?” Lena rasped, much too turned on to function or focus on their conversation.

Kara slipped the small panty off to the side to directly stroke two fingers against Lena’s opening. “Club Black Light. It’s an exclusive lounge for alphas with certain interests.”

“Certain interests? I assume you aren’t talking about bowling.” Lena trembled from the barest caress at her entrance and moved her legs apart for one of Kara’s fingers to push into her cunt.

The come-hither motion coaxed a ripple of need through Lena’s slick walls and she whimpered when Kara refused to stretch out her cunt with another finger. The exploratory touch kept her wanting, and Lena shivered as she tried to remain still on the pedestal.

“We both know it’s not that,” Kara whispered and crooked her finger deeper as she freed one of Lena’s breasts from the demi-cup. She wrapped her warm lips around Lena’s nipple and tugged with the lightest pressure of her teeth. The hot flick of her tongue matched the tap of her thumb against Lena’s clit.

It gave her just enough stimulation to make her wetter, yet not enough to bring her any closer to climax. Arousal and frustration played a great deal in sexual anticipation and Lena was impressed that Kara could maintain such a fine line.

“How did you happen upon a club like that?” Lena hoped her inflection didn’t come off as judgmental and shut her mouth as Kara slipped her finger from her pussy.

She didn’t expect the alpha to paint whorls around her nipple with her own slick, and she groaned when Kara sucked on the stiffened buds harder.

“It’s invitation only, and if you’re lucky, you can apply for a membership. Not everyone invited gets that opportunity,” Kara intoned mysteriously as she stepped back with an appraising look and flicked her gaze to the rest of the lingerie. “Try on another set. I want all of them to carry your scent when we walk out of here.”

Lena took her thong off in front of Kara and placed it back into its tissue paper wrapping. Her cunt glistened as she tied up the bow on the packaging, and she resisted the pleading pulsations in her clitoris while she bent naked in front of Kara to open another box wrapped in thick black ribbon.

Inside was a red silken gown with floral lace and a panty that would just rest in between the lips of her pussy. She stepped into the tiny string and moved it into place before pulling the garment onto her body.

“What do you think, Kara?” Lena pouted as she caressed the straps right down to the slits along the ribcage and breasts. “Would you take me to your special club if I dress like this?”

She meant it as a joke, though her soft voice made it hit differently, and Kara seemed uneasy but also visibly turned on.

“I don’t know if it would be your scene,” Kara cautioned and then shifted in her chair like she was still entertaining thoughts of Lena in one of those settings.

Lena fought the urge to jut out her jaw as she tried not to take offense. It wasn’t a rejection, even if her omega was confused by Kara’s hesitancy to discuss it, and Lena couldn’t fault her for being reticent in her explanations.

She wasn’t entirely acclimated to the broad spectrum of proclivities Kara seemed knowledgeable about, though she was willing to explore.

“Are you worried it would shock me?” Lena asked and dared to step off the pedestal to flaunt herself in front of Kara directly.


She trailed the tip of her finger up the side split of the sheer fabric, and pulled it aside to expose the soaked string that rubbed into her.

Kara leaned forward to twirl the strand delicately around her fingertip and used it to brush back and forth over Lena’s clit.

“I don’t want you to feel intimidated,” Kara clarified as she increased the friction so that Lena’s breaths shallowed with lust.

“You mean you don’t want to scare me off.” Lena almost felt smug as she watched Kara’s cock fight the restriction of her pants.

The shaft throbbed, and Lena was bold enough to clasp it in her hand. Bending forward gave Kara the perfect view of her breasts and Lena sweetened the air with her pheromones as she stroked Kara’s erection.

“Basically,” Kara groaned, distracted by the sensuous grind of Lena’s palm. She reclined in her chair to let Lena fondle her a moment longer and grasped her gently by the wrist when she tried to tug down her zipper.

“What if I promised it wouldn’t traumatize me?” Lena was at a loss for why she was suddenly so petulant, though she suspected it was because she imagined that Kara would have taken her along if she was Lucy.

The jealousy she experienced delayed her reaction to Kara freeing her cock, and she blinked down at it in a daze.

“What do you think takes place in a club like that, Lena?” Kara mused, not at all ridiculing her as she traced a single finger up the length of her shaft to gather the transparent glaze that dripped from the tip. She offered it to Lena, who opened her mouth expectantly and sucked as diligently as she would have on Kara’s cock.

Her enthusiasm glazed Kara’s eyes and it took Lena a second to remember the question.

“Do you tie people up and spank them?” Lena relied on her sense of humor instead of making a more serious attempt at answering the question. She licked her bottom lip and squinted at Kara as a grin spread over her mouth.

For a change, Kara didn’t slip into their usual banter and ventured behind Lena to select a sleek and seductive bustier in black leather and red silk. She held it out to Lena on the tip of her finger, as though to test her and see how she would react to something different.

Lena embraced the opportunity, and not just to prove herself in the eyes of her alpha. She wanted to delve into this hidden world without feeling any obligation to please her mate. It was a true and genuine curiosity on her part to discover herself.

“There are live shows,” Kara divulged as she helped Lena strip off and into the new set of lingerie. “They can involve bondage of all sorts, sensory play, spanking, paddling, the occasional cane–”

Lena stiffened perceptibly and Kara picked up on her discomfort.

Kara smoothed her hands over Lena’s shoulders, and down her front to cup her breasts. “It’s not always like that. There’s something for everyone. There are omegas who enjoy topping alphas, and alphas who enjoy being humiliated and degraded sexually. Those sorts of scenes can be overwhelming to people just beginning their own journey.”

“It certainly sounds eclectic,” Lena intoned with a hint of a laugh on her tongue, born out of her lack of ease with the subject.

She questioned whether she would ever step foot in a club like that, or if that kind of setting would bring out any latent interests in her.

Much as she liked Kara’s attention and little acts of control, she had trouble imagining herself in an environment where other people openly engaged in sexual theater.

It would be worthwhile to accompany Kara at least once, if just to sate her curiosity and determine if she belonged in that world.

Kara laced up the back of her bustier, and the garment lifted Lena’s breasts practically to her chin. She glanced down at the voluptuous swells, heaving from the deep breaths she took as Kara stepped around her.

Lena blinked at the movement of Kara’s hands, how they smoothed down the sides of the corseted material. “How many omegas have you taken to your private leisure club?”

They had already discussed past relationships, and Lena could guess that Kara’s wealth of wisdom about sex came from experiences with others—not just her line of work.

Kara breathed in her tender and naïve scent, which begged to be admitted into this part of Kara’s private life. “I mostly meet people there.”

The silence between them was heavy with a new kind of tension that Lena refused to acknowledge. This wasn’t the playful and intriguing anticipation that she was used to feeling around Kara, and it threatened to ruin her mood as she began to wonder what sort of people Kara met. If she had gone there while they were dating, what would it signify about their relationship?

“They usually host events once a month,” Kara explained in a hush, her words as delicate as the caress of her fingers up Lena’s inner thigh. “While I enjoy watching whatever transpires, I don't go there to participate. It’s insightful to see what other people find stimulating. To recognize what stimulates me without becoming part of a show.”

Kara remained behind Lena, her breath soft and warm against the nape of Lena’s neck.

The reassurance of that was all Lena’s omega needed to relax, and she opened her stance for Kara to pet her cunt. The glide of the alpha’s fingers pushed the little panty aside and Lena whimpered as she reached down to grasp Kara’s cock. “So, you’re saying you’re into voyeurism?”

“Name an alpha that isn’t,” Kara countered and began to manipulate Lena’s clit with the pad of two fingers. The slippery whorls condensed the pleasure and forced her knees together.

“I suppose the popularity of porn proves your point,” Lena rasped, her teasing lilt tapering off with a moan as Kara pushed into her with two fingers.

Lena gasped as her legs shook, and she tightened her hand on Kara’s shaft to tug from base to tip.

“What’s something else that you’ve never done with an omega that you would want to do to me?” Lena pushed her long hair away from her neck and knelt on the changing pedestal to softly caress the brim of Kara’s cock with her tongue.

Kara inhaled in surprise at her submission, how she rubbed her cunt in between and licked just the tip. She closed her lips around the circumference and peered up at Kara while keeping her mouth full. Moving her head forward pushed the thick head into her inner cheek.

“Oh, I can’t answer that,” Kara lightheartedly insisted and followed the line of Lena’s jaw with the tip of a finger.

“Can’t or won’t? These past few weeks, I’ve done so many things with you I never thought I would do.” Lena sulkily lifted her lashes and opened her mouth without sucking. She pooled all of Kara’s desire on the center of her tongue and drew back before her mate could slide into her throat.

“Won’t,” Kara admitted after a long moment of deliberation, her lips pinched like it pained her to say it. She obviously expected Lena to recoil from her oral tease when she uttered the truth, and groaned at the all encompassing warmth of Lena’s mouth.

Lena slurped on half the shaft with a spitefulness to make Kara so erect that she forgot everything else except for her. The wet pucker of her lips drew Kara’s cock in deeper, and she neither wanted nor needed a guiding hand to encourage her to swallow as the plump glans pushed past her tongue.

To witness the crumble of Kara’s composure while she tasted the excitement of her mate was a sensuous and heady experience. Lena enjoyed the power of it, the pure control of being in charge for those few precious moments as Kara’s jaw slackened and her light eyes darkened like a lunar eclipse.

Lust looked good on Kara, and Lena was proud of herself for inspiring those strong hips to rock forward on command. She looped her tongue over the sensitive helmet, fluttering once or twice along the soft little wrinkles beneath it to hear Kara’s stuttered inhalations of pleasure.

Kara was close, and Lena knew that without the added benefit of feeling the tremble of Kara’s fingers as they combed through her hair to grasp at the roots.

“Use your lips more, just like that, fuck, Lena, I’m going to–”

It was serendipitous that Lena chose to pull back as her alarm went off on her phone. She pretended that was the reason she stood up, and not the petty retaliation of working Kara up just to leave her frustrated and bothered.

“I have a meeting scheduled that I need to attend,” Lena husked, leaning in to kiss Kara sweetly on the cheek.

A small and sad rivulet of seed dripped from Kara’s shaft, and she looked breathless and tense from the sudden lack of stimulation.

“I’ll walk you,” Kara suggested, trying her best to tame her erection into her boxers though to no avail. She was still rigid and her cock looked obscenely obvious as she zipped up her pants.

“Normally I’d love that, but you had better take a minute. I’ll see you tonight for dinner,” Lena insisted, and carefully re-dressed before taking the boxes of lingerie with her.

She barely stepped onto the street when Kara texted to request that she wear one of the sets for their date. Lena already knew which she would choose, and spent the next few hours wet at her desk as she thought about it.

Before the end of the day, she left the office and ventured to a store that sold items for alphas, most of them intended for couple use. She wanted to add some spice to their date and purchased more than one surprise for Kara.

Laden down by shopping bags, including the ones filled with her lingerie, Lena hurried home to her apartment to prep for the night ahead.

She slipped right into the shower, dried off, and opened her lingerie boxes to retrieve an elegant royal blue thong that was held together by ribbons on either side and a garter belt set. The eyelash lace on the bra was soft against her breasts, the stockings light and smooth on her legs.

Lena picked a shade of lipstick in black rose, and a skirt with a slit along the thigh that she would never wear for outdoor activities, let alone for the purposes of camping. But it would work for indoor camping and give her some flexibility to bend.

She waited for Kara to arrive in the lobby of her building as a way to avoid the temptation to fool around in the privacy of her apartment. Lena regretted it the second she saw Kara strut in, handsome as ever in the navy pants and a forest green button down. She itched to open the alpha’s shirt, to feel the leather belt come free in her hands, and she almost said as much when Kara met her eye.

The feeling was evidently mutual, because Kara paused mid step to drink her in, and Lena saw the way her lips parted in appreciation.

“I hope you haven’t been waiting long,” Kara uttered in apology and glanced at her watch. “Our reservation is in fifteen minutes, but we should still make it in time.” She suavely slipped her hand onto Lena’s hip and pulled her in for a soft kiss.

Lena wanted to bite at Kara’s lip until the alpha backed her against a wall, but she knew better than to cause a scene so publicly.

The sultry notes of her pheromones announced her attraction all on its own, and Kara escorted her out of the building and into her car by chivalrously opening the passenger door.

“What’s that?” Kara asked as she climbed into her seat and finally noticed the little black bag on Lena’s lap beside her clutch purse.

“You’ve been so thoughtful with all the gifts you’ve given me. I wanted to return the favor tonight.” The coy flutter of Lena’s lashes gave nothing away, though she saw surprise on Kara’s face, fragile and fleeting.

It gave Lena a slight pang of guilt as she worked out that Kara must not have received gifts from her exes, but she couldn’t dwell on it as they drove through rush hour traffic.

“Open it for me?” Kara pleaded, yet the excitement she exuded was as real as the anxiety Lena experienced.

Lena pulled out a square box the size of her palm and popped the lid off to reveal a sleek onyx circular band that was about an inch wide.

The smooth interior curves matched the outside of the band with three looping twists that reminded Lena of a corkscrew pattern. She held it up between her finger and thumb so Kara could glance at it as she drove.

“I’m not sure that will fit my wrist, but I like the unique look of it.” Kara held out her arm as if to let Lena snap it on under the cuff of her shirt.

“That’s not where you’ll be wearing it,” Lena whispered, not as confident as she had felt while picking out the item.


Kara did a double take that culminated in a short laugh while Lena took the liberty of unzipping Kara’s pants.

The amenable scent of Kara’s alpha put Lena at ease, and she freed her girlfriend’s cock with a sensual stroke.

The band slid over Kara’s thick glans with a little coaxing, and Lena pushed it down her semi-erect shaft. She made sure to twist it into place as per the instructions, to ensure it fit over the sensitive knot-base.

The warm, snug grip of it would suppress a knot from forming while simulating the sensation of being enveloped by an omega.

The high-tech gadget came with a remote and could be used to mimic an omega’s heat and pulsations at different speeds. Lena spared no expense on it, and hoped it lived up to all the promises written on the box. She tucked Kara’s cock back into her pants and gave it a soft pat as her alpha pulled into a parking lot.

The restaurant occupied the second floor of a building with an open balcony, and Lena was taken aback by the presence of canvas tents set up in rows. The waitstaff carried handy grills and towering platters of food to be roasted on top of them.

“Tent for two, reservation under Danvers.”

Kara had been wise to book their table in advance, given the popularity of the place. Their tent included low cushioned seating and a table full of camping goodies.

Lena noticed that several couples were already preparing their food nearby and the appetizing scents competed with the lustful aromas around them.

She settled onto her low cushioned seat and moved her napkin into her lap. Ordinarily she never would have set foot in a place that was trendy and a fire hazard to boot — but it was intimate to sit beneath their private tent and Kara’s smile could have lit the fire between them.

Lena checked out the assortment of foods, gourmet burgers, hot dogs, steaks and flavored marshmallows. “When was the last time you went camping?”

Kara grabbed a pair of tongs and placed the items on the grill top as it started to heat. “Maybe the weekend before we met. I drove my bike up to Midvale.”

“Why Midvale? That’s the middle of nowhere, isn’t it?” Lena lifted her own set of tongs to help out with cooking their food.

She learned more about her mate every day, and that evening was no exception as it seemed they were in Kara’s element.

“Yeah, I grew up in the middle of nowhere—hiking, fishing and camping.” Kara grinned as a memory must have come back to her. “Actually, the first time I ever hooked up with an omega, we were camping. I definitely learned some things about getting naked and avoiding mosquito bites. I would have been one very lonely alpha if I had forgotten to pack citronella candles.”

Lena laughed at the humility with which Kara recounted her early relationship mishaps. “At least your first time didn’t take place in a beta’s basement, among his huge collection of action figures and gaming equipment. I felt slightly less important than whatever new game he was playing that night.”

Kara commiserated with her by letting out an elongated groan of despair and waving the tongs in her direction as she insisted, “The only thing he should have had his hands on was you. Trust me, if you’d been in my basement, your clothes would have been off before I even turned the TV on. Give or take a few accidental snaps of your bra as I tried to get it off.”

Lena smirked at the assertion and wondered at what point Kara’s confidence turned her into the alpha she was now. She tried to picture Kara fumbling with an omega and squinted through the smoky haze of their food cooking. “It’s hard to believe you were anything other than this suave version of yourself.”

“I accidentally slapped another alpha in the face when I was trying out that corny move in a theater where you pretend to yawn and put your arm over your date’s shoulder. Totally overshot my reach. I walked home with popcorn stuck all over me.” Kara laughed at herself, completely at ease with sharing her past misfortunes.

“I can top that,” Lena whispered and held Kara’s eye as she reminisced about the terrible trials of figuring out how to date. “The same beta told me he wanted to see me all dressed up. I interpreted it as any omega would. I spent hours getting ready — make-up, pretty lingerie, heels, the whole works, only for him to pick me up in a full superhero outfit. He was taking me to a convention. I’ve never felt so out of place in my whole life.”

“Oh god, please tell me you dumped him after that.” Kara looked mortified on her behalf, and no doubt would have held her close if the grill wasn’t directly between them.

“You would think, but it took me two more months and several other incidents before I finally realized the problem wasn’tme,” Lena supplied as she picked up her wine glass.

Her lips had just touched the glass when she sensed someone’s eyes on her, and she gulped more than she meant to as she discovered Lucy two tents away, staring directly at her.

The scent of her distress hit faster than the wine at the back of her throat.

Kara was already reaching across the table to take her hand as she coughed, the concern in her voice real as she asked, “Lena, what’s wrong?”

“We have company,” Lena sputtered as she maintained eye contact with Lucy.

Kara wasn’t subtle as she stuck her head out of the tent and sighed at the sight of Lucy. “I’m sorry. She must have seen the calendar on my desk with the reservation. Why don’t we go somewhere else?”

“No,” Lena drawled as she was overcome by the need to challenge Lucy’s blatant violation of their privacy. “We’re going to stay and enjoy ourselves. Why should we let her ruin our night?”

Lucy smiled at them and raised her wine glass as if toasting to the game of competing over Kara. Her date for the night seemed wholly unaware of her tactics, and Kara’s smile became clenched and unnatural from checking out the alpha who accompanied Lucy.

“She’s never crashed one of my dates before, but back when we were casually involved, she always showed up at my events with other alphas.” Kara hunkered down in her seat and poked at one of the burgers on the grill. She removed it from the heat and plated it on a bun for Lena with a dejected scent around her.

“Does it bother you to see her with other people?” Lena stiffened through her back and shoulders with a fear that Lucy’s manipulation was already working on Kara.

“No, it bothers me that I’m still involved in her mind games, even though I told her how I feel about you.” Kara dropped her tongs and placed her hand on Lena’s thigh as her mood changed to passionate and indignant. “I don’t want any of this to affect our relationship.”

Lena took a bite of her burger and sampled a few of the chargrilled vegetables that cooked alongside it. She paused mid chew and glanced over at the other omega who looked to be faking her happiness as she chatted with her date.

“Then don’t let it.” Lena picked up her bag and opened the zip to retrieve the small remote that controlled the device wrapped around Kara’s knot-base. “Think about the lingerie I have on under my clothes, and how many times I’m going to allow you to come inside of me tonight.”

“Which set did you choose?” Kara asked, her attention shifting from her own discomfort to Lena’s breasts, as though she hoped for a preview of what lay beneath her dress.

It flattered Lena’s ego to note the slight outline of Kara’s rising arousal, and she waited with her thumb poised over a button on the remote. “That’s for you to find out later, but I’m tempted to make you guess.”

“What do I win if I guess right?” Kara’s flirtatious scent drifted in the air and Lucy must have smelled it, because her expression soured.

“I’ll get you off right here in this tent,” Lena promised as she clicked the on-switch to give Kara a taste of what it was like to be stimulated in public.

The low vibration would suffice to make her erect without bringing her to climax. Lena perversely enjoyed the startled way Kara glanced down at her cock as it stiffened on command.

“The leather corset?” Kara guessed, hasty and impatient for the rewards that Lena promised.

This activity accomplished two things at once, to get Kara straining and hard, but also to give Lena insight into how Kara ranked the lingerie pieces for later.

“No,” Lena uttered with a secretive smile of amusement that curled progressively on her lips. “I would have worn that, but leather sticks to skin and it would have been difficult to take it off in this tent.”

She pressed the control button again, and Kara arranged the napkin in her lap to conceal the pipe-like bulge in her trousers.

“You’re going to take it off?” Kara groaned from the circle of flexible material that was massaging her cock and the rising stakes of their wager.

“Yes, but only if you guess correctly and come first,” Lena bargained as she slid her skirt an inch higher on her thighs.

Over the weeks, Lena had learned a lot about seduction, and she was putting it to good use as she sat forward and traced the delicate chain of her necklace to draw Kara’s eye to her cleavage.

She knew the alpha loved handling her tits just as much as her cunt. The fantasy of Kara’s mouth on her nipples brought her thighs together in suppressed pleasure.

“The red silk set?” Kara rumbled, oblivious to Lucy’s attempts to flaunt herself for the alpha who sat in front of her.

Whatever jealousy Lucy hoped to inspire backfired when Lena countered it by brushing the hair away from her unclaimed throat to keep Kara’s attention. She coaxed her skirt further up her thighs in case that wasn’t enough and grinned when Lucy’s nostrils flared in offense.

Kara leaned forward in her lust, and it was fortunate that she hadn’t worn a tie or it likely would have burned against the grill. “Is it the blue la-ace–”

Kara’s voice went up in pitch when Lena thumbed the control onto a much higher setting to correspond with her victory. The intense pulsation lifted Kara’s pelvis and she forgot all about the grill and the food she was meant to be tending as her hips pushed against air.

“With the garter set,” Lena supplied, sultry and confident as she controlled Kara’s pleasure without touching her at all. She was starting to understand the appeal of playing this way now that she wielded all the power.

The hotdogs were charred black on one side and Lena took up the tongs to save them from going up in flames while Kara’s napkin formed an obvious peak on her lap.

“I quite like seeing you on the receiving end of this kind of foreplay. I might have to invest in some more gadgets.”

Lena scooted over to share Kara’s seat and tugged at the tight zipper on her pants. She angled herself to protect her mate from being seen by the people in neighboring tents.

The soft hum of the ring became a little louder as Lena spread open Kara’s trousers and stroked her cock.

“If you sit there and eat your food, no one will know I’m touching you,” Lena whispered as she poured a drop of warming lubricant into her hand that she rubbed it into the thickened, sanguine veins on Kara’s shaft.

The prolonged stimulation of the knot base had changed the pigments of Kara’s cock from a healthy red to a deeper, libidinous violet. It pushed aggressively through Lena’s slim fingers with a tantalizing throb that she ached to feel inside of her pussy.

“Just being with you for a few weeks has turned me into the kind of omega who wants to suck your cock at this table.” Lena handled the silicone and mimicked the heated sensations of her cunt on Kara’s erection by sliding it up and down.

“I’ll never ask you to do anything like that in public.”

For all of Kara’s sincerity, her alpha contradicted it with pheromones that alerted everyone in a four-tent radius of her intent to fuck Lena.

The potency emboldened other alphas to announce their desires to the omegas they were with and the amorous scent loosened a few of the omegas up.

Lucy seemed tenser than ever — at least Lena imagined that was the case since her back was now turned to her rival. It was silly to even think of the omega as that, yet Lena couldn’t shake the feeling that it would take more than a wonderful date to make her back off.

Lena slid the band down to Kara’s thickened knot-base and twisted it slowly to massage it into place.

“That doesn’t stop you from wanting it. Your alpha is practically demanding I suck you off, and I’m so insatiable for you that I think I will.” Lena doubted that Kara would object, and she moved swiftly to press wet, opened mouth kisses over the swollen plum tip of Kara’s cock.

She moaned as she popped her lips back and forth over the wide rim, taking advantage of the sound of others enjoying their meal as she swirled her tongue languidly around the circumference.

Lena puckered and sucked, gliding Kara against the silken heat of her inner cheek while she increased the setting on the band.

Kara pumped her hips upward and mindlessly crushed a burger bun in her hand.

Lena was careful not to get caught and sat up as she felt a tremor go through Kara’s thighs. “That tastes so good, Kara. Can I have more?”

The only reason Lena asked was so that Lucy would hear the rasp of her voice and understand what she was doing. She helped herself to Kara’s cock, lapping with the soft flat of her tongue along the shaft.

The flap of the tent prevented it from becoming a total exhibition as Lena noisily moaned into the tip of Kara’s erection.

Kara’s motions became faster and more intentional as Lena opened her mouth with a whine.

The shaft forced her tongue down and pushed into the soft contours of her cheek before sliding deep into the back of her throat. Lena remained still and receptive as Kara jerked and climaxed, expending her seed in rapid spasms and thrusts.

It took a minute for her breathing to return to normal after the last of it tapered off, and Lena grinned at her own success as she forfeited her panties to Kara. She adjusted her coverage by closing the tent and removed her saturated thong while Kara jittered from orgasm.

Kara still clutched the prize in her hand when the flap of the tent swung back, and Lucy poked her head inside.

“Kara, hi, don’t you look good tonight,” Lucy cordially commented and barely glanced at Lena as she claimed the seat across from them to get out of a server’s way. “I’m not surprised we both made reservations to this new place, since camping is our favorite pastime. Who’s this you brought with you?”

“I’m her girlfriend,” Lena supplied, refusing to introduce herself as she leaned into Kara and flaunted their relationship.

She clasped the alpha’s thigh near the bulge of her hard-on and resumed the vibrations through her knot-base by discreetly switching it on.

Kara showed no signs of discomfort from her territorial act and laced her fingers through Lena’s to present a united front.

“Aww how cute, her girlfriend,” Lucy quipped, her smile cold and detached as she stared at Lena.  “I haven’t heard anyone say that since high school. I’m Lucy, by the way.” She must have hoped to intimidate her into leaving, but Lena welcomed this chance to judge the omega up close.

Lucy was attractive in person, tenacious to a fault, and egotistical in ways that Lena planned to exploit.

“Are you one of Kara’s patients? I ask because she’s never mentioned you, and I know how important confidentiality is—”

Kara’s lips twitched as she realized how Lena wanted to play this, and she sat back to let her take over the conversation while she grabbed her beer.

“Oh, I don’t need help in the bedroom, it’s one of the reasons Kara enjoyed my company.” Lucy’s scandalous confession would have shocked someone who had no knowledge of their history.

“Well, it couldn’t have been for your conversation skills, or your date wouldn’t have look so bored all night. Did he finally leave without you?” Lena inquired conversationally.

“Seriously, this is who you’re happy with?” Lucy grunted, finally giving up her game of playing dumb.

“Oh yeah,” Kara groaned, too overwhelmed with pleasure to say anything else.

Lena covertly tugged her panties out of the alpha’s hand and pressed them over her cock as it throbbed. The grill at least hid her lap, and Lena placed another burger onto it so that the sizzle of meat hid the sound of Kara’s zipper as she tugged it open. She thought of how adamant Kara was when she told Lucy their relationship was official and maxed out the vibration defiantly.

“No matter what she says, just know I’m the best she’s ever had, and she’ll come back to me when she’s tired of you,” Lucy informed Lena with a bitter twist of her lips. She looked ready to cause a scene, and Lena put an end to it by turning the lantern on overhead that signaled they wanted service.

“Honey, if you think sex is the only important thing in a relationship, then maybe you should be in therapy,” Lena lilted as Lucy scrambled angrily out of the tent. She covered the broad glans of Kara’s erection with the moist fabric of her panties and stroked her to completion before a waiter arrived.

Thick ropes of seed pooled in gusset, and Lena hid them carefully and tucked Kara into her pants. She requested the bill the moment a friendly omega poked his head into their tent.

Making her exit after facing off against Lucy was an act of hostile warfare and Lena didn’t even bother glancing at her on the walk out.

She felt victorious, and not just because Kara’s hand was proudly on her ass as she led her out of the restaurant. It was miraculous that she remained so calm and poised during the altercation. Lena attributed her success to focusing more on Kara’s pleasure than on Lucy’s audacity to join them.

She trembled with unspent adrenaline, her breaths still shallow and sharp. Kara must have experienced the same rush, because she whisked Lena into the adjacent alley to kiss her instead of heading to the parking lot. The glide of the alpha’s tongue took some of the fight out of Lena, and she relinquished completely with a whimper of submission.

They were careful not to go too far, though Lena wouldn’t have minded if Kara slipped her hand up her dress. She was fixated on the thought of it as Kara’s fingers caressed above her knee, and she whined pathetically as she opened her legs to no avail.

“I had so many plans for us tonight, but after seeing you so fierce and direct, I have something else in mind.” Kara’s voice held a rasp to it that Lena adored, and she blushed at the heated way her mate stared down at her in awe.

“I handle boardrooms on a daily basis. Lucy was exceptionally easy to dismiss,” Lena bragged, her tone a little snide. “What did you have in mind?

“Earlier you seemed interested in the club I mentioned. It’s just down the street from here. I’m not saying we have to go, or that I expect you to watch or participate, but they do have private rooms for members to use,” Kara divulged, her earlier hesitancy somewhat gone as she offered Lena the invite she had so desperately wanted.

It was clear the only reason she was being granted this chance was because they could barely keep their hands off one another, and Lena wondered if this was Kara’s way of testing her limits. She eyed her alpha for a beat, and then her omega made the choice for her by pleading for raw sex.

Even without the device switched on, Lena could tell Kara’s cock jumped due to her intimate fragrance. She cupped it discreetly and tucked herself into Kara’s arms to be enveloped in the excited musk of her alpha.

“Are you sure you want to take me there?” Lena whispered into the crook of Kara’s neck, vulnerable now that she knew she could attend.

Kara answered by linking their arms together and strode out of the alley like they were on a race against time. “If you want to leave for any reason, I’ll get us a hotel room or take you home. My main priority is you, Lena. If it’s too much, just tell me. I won’t be offended if this turns you off or overwhelms you.”

Lena didn’t offer any reassurances in return because her mind was trying to convince her this was a bad idea while her libido begged to differ.

She pictured a seedy bar with dim lights and stale air, the sound of chains rattling from somewhere in the room. She was shocked when they stopped outside a large building with tinted windows and an elegant door with an unmarked buzzer.

Kara pressed it and waited for the door to open. She handed an alpha in a smart-looking suit the black embossed card that she took out of her wallet. Neither of them spoke as he scanned it, and Lena was intrigued as he handed it back and ushered them inside without a word.

The interior of the place was well furnished with expensive looking artwork, and the hallway led them into a party unlike any Lena had attended.

The lights were indeed dim, but atmospheric instead of seedy. Music played from concealed speakers and patrons danced and chatted in the middle of the room while others lingered in captivated silence at the sides. Lena saw why as Kara escorted her through the crowd.

They passed an alpha bound to a chair with a knot so large and reddened it looked like a candy apple. An omega dipped her gloved hand into a special lubricant and sensuously stroked over it. The alpha struggled against his bonds and groaned in agony at being so over stimulated.

Then there was an omega who clung onto a bar high above her head, poised on her tiptoes so a tall alpha could strike at her backside with a crop. The pink welts looked almost pretty against her pale skin and Lena averted her eyes when she yelped and begged for another.

She caught glimpses of alphas spanking betas and heard an omega keening on the verge of orgasm.

Lena blushed furiously when her own cunt spasmed at the eroticism of hearing it happen.

She tried not to gawk after that, and Kara steered her through an exit that opened into another hallway. Every door was numberless and painted entirely black or white.

“How do you know which room is vacant?” Lena asked, bewildered by the set up as Kara scanned her card on a panel next to a white door.

“If it opens,” Kara stated as she tried the handle.

The lock released, and Kara paused on the threshold like she was worried about going inside.

“What’s wrong? Is it actually occupied?” Lena whispered, mortified that she might be ruining someone’s night the way Lucy had tried to ruin theirs.

“No, but I have to warn you, the doors are marked by color for a reason.” Kara paused to make sure she had Lena’s full attention and then explained the significance of how they were all arranged. “In every room there’s a two-way mirror, but only those in the white rooms can’t be seen. Some people enjoy the thought of someone watching them without the desire to be so public.”

“So we could potentially witness someone in another room getting it on?” Lena clarified in an attempt to process that vast spectrum of kink.

“Yes, but we’ll only enter with your consent, and I promise nobody will be able to view us. White rooms are completely private,” Kara stressed.

Lena’s desire to have Kara filling her cunt overcame her reservations about seeing some live porn. She pushed through the door ass backwards to drag Kara with her by the belt.

They were undressing one another before Kara thought to find the lights, and as the soft glow lit up the room like candles, Lena spotted the large window on the far wall that looked into the next room.

Their own mattress was positioned right alongside it, and Lena wasn’t entirely sure if she was relieved or disappointed when she realized no one occupied the other space.

She peered curiously through the window again, noting a bed that looked more like an expensive massage table with straps and a wall that was lined with all sorts of items she was too shy to discuss with Kara.

Their room was much softer and plush in comparison, set up like any hotel—except a bowl filled with condoms sat on their bed, and Kara took the liberty to move it aside.

“We won’t be needing these,” Kara intoned, her confidence sexy as she pulled Lena closer to kiss at her neck. She nipped at the skin, drawing it between her lips as she found Lena slippery and hot between the thighs.

“I knew you enjoyed making me come at the restaurant, but I didn’t realize how much.” Kara’s words were almost like praise, and Lena gasped as the alpha unclasped her lace bra to handle her breasts. Her nipples stood out for attention and Kara’s firm grip brought her knees together.

“I wanted to make sure Lucy knows you’re mine,” Lena gasped. “She’s not going to get you back.”

She didn’t expect Kara to push her into a reclined position on the bed. Kara’s scent became sexually charged like an alpha wanting to stake claim, and Lena gaped at the dominant way she postured with her cock on full display.

The heft of it seemed girthier in the lighting and Lena moaned when Kara removed the band to show off a knot that finally swelled without the restriction.

“I’ve never wanted to be anyone else’s more than I want to be yours,” Kara stated as she advanced, her musk demanding Lena give up her cunt.

Even without a knot, Lena would have begged for Kara to take her. She breathlessly nodded as Kara pressed into her clenching chasm.

The thick brim forced her labia apart and Kara lifted Lena’s leg to drape an ankle over her muscular shoulder before slamming into her with a groan.

From being over stimulated during their date, Kara’s knot was too wide to enter the narrow place between her thighs. Lena groaned at the first attempt and raised herself up on her elbows to stare at the incomparable girth that she could feel spreading her all through her pelvis.

Lena’s copious slick didn’t help with the circumstances, though she moaned from the loud slap of skin-on-skin contact. Her glistening, bare cunt was opening up, and she became restless for Kara’s seed.

“If any of your exes was here tonight, I would let them watch,” Lena whispered, her voice already hoarse from whining along to Kara’s thrusts. “Your knot is stretching me, and I can feel how hard you’re going to come.”

Kara became hotter from the confession and Lena blushed as Kara brought her hand down to make her grasp the complete enormity of the knot. The swollen bulge refused to fit inside, and Lena rubbed it in her arousal to help it push through her inner lips.

“I’ve never had one like this,” Kara’s labored breaths came harder as she rocked. “Think of all of them seeing you take it, Lena, knowing it’s only for you.”

The added direction to the fantasy inspired Lena’s omega to compete with Kara’s past lovers, and she undulated to open her tight pussy. The frantic roll of her hips brushed her clitoris over the knot and Kara tensed as her walls fluttered in spasm.

“None of them know the real pleasure of taking you unprotected,” Lena exhaled, soft and breathy to contrast the scratch of her nails along Kara’s sides. She held onto her mate’s hips and encouraged them to quicken with every raunchy sound and whine. “Of having a cunt full of your seed.”

Lena whined at the increased pressure within her cunt as Kara propped her knee up to ram her channel. With both legs out of the way, Lena was prone and open, and Kara held nothing back in her pursuit to breach her entrance. She put her entire lower back and quads into each thrust, and Lena shook beneath her as Kara latched teeth onto her throat to bruise her skin.

“When you come to my office, what if you take my thong off, and instead of just rubbing me, you also leave me full?” Lena reveled in the bites and Kara’s brute force as they kissed and trembled together.

Kara stalled mid thrust and pounded her seed into Lena’s quivery opening. It emptied from her in ongoing pumps, and since her knot was too enlarged to sink into Lena’s pussy, Kara leaned back and poured the rest over her mound.

Lena curled two fingers into the stretched-out space, touching the thick glaze that was deepest inside.

“What was the fantasy you were too afraid to tell me this afternoon?” Lena asked, finding it easy to speak candidly as Kara was hypnotized by the swirls she painted over her clit in warm cream. “Was it bringing me to one of the black rooms? Allowing others see how desperately I want to submit for your knot, and how much of your come I can take?”

Lena glossed her fingers in their combined excitement and spread out her labia so Kara could see the mess she made of her inside. She clenched intentionally to see her mate’s reaction and grinned at the noise that stuck in Kara’s throat. Lena wasn’t sure if she would ever want to be rutted in front of others. Maybe it was just the effect Kara had on her omega, the way she was willing just because she trusted Kara with her whole heart.

“It had nothing to do with this club,” Kara uttered at a delay, still lazily stroking her fist over her shaft while Lena played with her clit. She shifted on the bed to position Lena on all fours and mounted her from behind with a satisfied grunt.

The solid tip probed into the space Kara had made for herself and Lena pushed back to take all that she could with a whimper. The knot was still too large to fit, and Lena rolled her pelvis to caress it against her intimate lips.

“Please tell me. It doesn’t matter how extreme it is. I want to experience it with you, Kara, even if we have to go slow.”

“We’re not there yet. I don’t want to ruin our relationship,” Kara stressed, her thighs striking at Lena’s backside faster than she could feel it.

It took Lena a moment to realize the sound wasn’t entirely created by them, and she grabbed onto the headboard to stare through the screen as an alpha smacked an omega’s cunt with the palm of her hand.

Lena whined as the omega writhed and her limbs tingled as the other alpha finally took pity. The woman petted her submissive before she gave her three fingers, and a thought occurred to Lena as she watched the pair begin to rut.

“Do you want someone else to join us for an evening?” Lena lilted, too light and quiet to be expressing any emotion other than apprehension. She wasn’t capable of sharing Kara, and she couldn’t bring herself to even imagine it.

“The only one I want is you.” Kara wrapped her arm under Lena’s hips to massage at her clit. “I want my teeth on your throat, my claim on your skin. I want it all with you, Lena and I know it’s too soon to even be saying it, but I could see myself being mated to you.”

Of all the debauched possibilities, Lena was most stunned by that. She flexed her back to slide onto Kara’s knot, and her pussy relented to the immense bulge. Her body wanted those romantic fantasies Kara blurted out, and at the same time she was overwhelmed by the commitment. She sloped forward under the power of the knot and Kara’s love for her.

“I have no expectations for any of it, Lena.” Kara whispered, her alpha still charged but her touch soothing on Lena’s sweat slicked skin. She nuzzled into the crook of Lena’s neck as her cock throbbed with seed and pressed her lips against the rapid pulse there. “We’re still in the fresh stages of our relationship, and I’m more than happy to take it a day at time. That was just what came to mind when you asked me this afternoon.”

The reassurance took away any pressure Lena felt, and she succumbed to the warmth of Kara’s arms and the sated lethargy of her omega getting what she wanted—not only exciting and spontaneous sex, but the honest communication that she lacked in other relationships.