Satisfaction Guaranteed - Chapter 5

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



Word count: 8,615

In the span of just a week, Lena adjusted to her new sexual regimen with Kara. Twice a day, at home and at the office, Kara took time out from her busy schedule to take care of Lena’s cunt. Kara rubbed her with a special ordered balm to leave her aroused and heat-sensitive. One of the main ingredients was Kara’s own pheromones, and Lena trembled every time she received a thorough massage between her thighs.

Whether from their secret sessions, or the presence of the balm all over the most private parts of her body, Lena was constantly lustful and thinking about sex. She sat at her desk in a trance, so frequently fantasizing about sucking on Kara’s cock that she purchased a pack of mints just to keep her mouth busy.

When she could function in between fulfilling her professional duties, she devoted a good portion of the morning to online shopping, curiously scrolling through a site that sold pretty little chokers for omegas. The chokers would press into the claim spot and came with a chain that dangled near the nape of her neck. Lena bought two, one in gold and another in silver. She wore the gold choker with a pair of coordinating earrings and tied her hair in a high ponytail to show it off.

Before meeting Kara, she owned a few sets of lingerie in the rare case that she might sleep with someone she was dating at the time. By day three of their new arrangement, Lena amassed an entire wardrobe of options that made her feel sexy and more aware of the little crest between her thighs. Her thongs barely covered her, and she liked how Kara took them off, by first playing with the tight strings and sliding them against her clitoris.

On Thursday afternoon, Kara entered her office to discover Lena sitting across from a client and they endured five painful minutes before he left.

Kara seated herself on the couch while Lena escorted her client out and locked the door—and then they went straight into their ritual. Lena took off her heels and stockings and Kara opened a jar of balm.

“Take your clothes off today, but leave your panties on,” Kara instructed and worked some of the balm into her hands until it became more of a slick oil.

Lena unbuttoned her blouse and hesitated with her fingers on the clasp of her bra. Kara needed to step in and remove it, leaving her nude in the middle of her office. Her employees must have known what they were doing with the door locked and that perversely appealed to her.

Lena whetted her appetite for sex by staring down at the wide and long outline in Kara’s slacks. “Why did you want my clothes off? I hope this means you plan to stay a little longer this afternoon.”

Kara brightened up at that and returned to the couch at a casual stride. “I have to meet with a client in an hour, but I wanted to see you naked. God, I wish our schedules were more compatible during the week. Come over here.”

Lena did as she was told, and Kara started off slow by holding her cunt and taking off her thong. Kara cupped the pale soft triangle between her thighs, and parted Lena’s labia with her middle finger to give the tenderest of little rubs to her clit.

Her own private silk mingled in with the balm, and Kara worked it into her lips, patiently gliding two fingers along their parallel lines and slipping a large amount into Lena’s opening.

“How do you feel about all of this so far?” Kara asked, keeping the communication open between them at every stage of their developing relationship.

“I’m aroused all of the time, but that’s the point, isn’t it?” Lena chuckled and moved onto Kara’s lap to spread her legs. “I spend a lot of my day thinking about things. Not just about sex, but about how fast I’ve come to trust you.”

Kara skimmed her fingertips between the natural partition of Lena’s inner lips, petting her intimately. She liked to feel the beginning twitches of restless desire near Lena’s entrance, and waited for the subtle undulation that signalled the omega’s need for penetration. With light touches, Kara gathered the rest of the balm on two fingers and pushed it all the way inside Lena’s slick cavern.

“Does that scare you, Lena? To have that much trust between us so soon in our relationship?” Even with her fingers slipping through the clutch of Lena’s warm satin, Kara was fixated on Lena’s face. She thrust lazily, not to get Lena off, but to liberally coat every soft little striation of Lena’s cunt with the balm.

The quicker it absorbed, the wetter she became, and whenever Kara stilled her fingers, Lena rocked to stimulate herself. She felt like she earned her pleasure that way, by grinding her clit into Kara’s sturdy palm and putting in the work to spread her narrow passage.

Lena always hoped that Kara would take pity on her and fuck her properly, while a small submissive part of her wished to be deprived longer just to please her mate. Kara somehow knew how she felt, whether from body language or pheromones or something else entirely. The alpha had a knack for making her feel exposed, even on the rare occasions she was fully dressed.

“Logically the answer ought to be yes, but honestly? No, it doesn’t. The connection I feel with you is stronger than every one of my past relationships, and I’m not ashamed to explore my sexuality with you. You make me feel safe, Kara.”

The solid length of Kara’s erection seemed larger after her confession, and Lena bounced to ride Kara’s fingers with the thought of it in mind. She imagined the feel of it as Kara thumbed at her clitoris and curled two fingers to press into her most sensitive places.

“You make me feel seen,” Kara admitted, the emotion of her words stifled by a growl. She mouthed at Lena’s nipples, drawing them between her lips one after the other to swirl her tongue over the stiffened peaks.

The oral tease felt wonderful, and Lena’s breaths became shallow and heavy. She could come from this, with her cunt already contracting as pleasure condensed in her core and tightened her limbs with anticipation.


“Kara, I’m close,” Lena whimpered, kneading the muscles of Kara’s shoulders as she bounced more vigorously.

“Good,” Kara lilted, leaving Lena right on the brink of climax by slipping her fingers free. She grinned at the hazy frustration in Lena’s eyes and gave her a light smack between the thighs to encourage her to get up. “Play with your cunt while I’m gone, but don’t come unless I say so. I want to see you dripping by the time I get back to my office.”

Being so turned-on and indignant at the same time was a confusing combination. Lena stood up, reluctant to reach for her clothes when her skin still burned for Kara’s touch. She both hated and loved these moments, and how they tempted her to beg or rebel. Her instinct as a businesswoman was to seize back power, but her sexual instincts were different, and she wanted to obey. She stiffened her lip before she whimpered out a protest or negotiated.

They had both agreed to these terms, that Kara would have full control of her cunt, and in return Kara would only come inside of her. Lena treated it like a contract, because she knew how to follow those without breaches. She buttoned up her blouse with trembling fingers and smiled over at Kara with hopeful eyes.

“Will I see you tonight?” Lena slipped her skirt back on and zipped it back into place to give the illusion she had self-control.

“Unfortunately, I have a workshop scheduled, but we’re still on for date night tomorrow.” Kara tucked her hands into her back pockets, which only seemed to emphasize the outline of her erection pushing up against the seam of her pants.

Lena stepped forward, her eyes flitting down to the bulk in Kara’s trousers as her smile stretched wider. Sex dropped from her mind as they looked each other in the eye, and she moved into Kara’s open arms. She didn’t just want to be around Kara to connect on a physical level. She missed Kara in ways that were unreasonable, given how often they spoke.

“I’m going to take you to one of my favorite places,” Kara breathed with a smile that was more chin and cheeks than teeth. “It’s a bit like indoor camping in an upscale restaurant. I can make you fancy s’mores while we look out on the lights of the city.”

“Sounds like the perfect place to share our dreams and hopefully a nice bottle of wine.” Lena grinned and shyly batted her lashes, biting on her lip until Kara cupped her face.

“I’ll text you as soon as I’m back in the office,” Kara promised and leaned in to mesh their mouths together for a romantic and soft kiss.

Lena couldn’t move afterwards, her face flush with new desires and her heart hammering to the beat of a love song that should have embarrassed the hell out of her. She must have said something nice to Kara before she left, because it made her smile brighter, but she remembered nothing as she sat back down at her desk.

It would take Kara at least ten minutes to get back to work, and Lena picked up her phone to text her friends’ group chat:

Kara is taking me indoor camping tomorrow night. I’m catching feelings.

Andrea was the first to respond with a rolling eye emoji and a snide message:


Honey, we knew that last week when you couldn’t stop smiling at lunch.

Sam sent a winky face with her own input: Either her dick is magic, or you’ve been a secret romantic this whole time.

Lena replied much too fast for her own good: Both, but don’t ever repeat that.

Lena shouldn’t have said that, but her fingers had a mind of their own and the throb of her cunt was distracting.

Andrea responded with concern that could shift to a lecture at any moment:

Try not to burn the tent down with how hot she gets you. I still can’t believe you induced your heat for this alpha.

Lena pursed her lips as she flipped the conversation strategically: 


Speaking of fanning flames, have you managed to get a hold of your Firefighter’s hose yet?

The number of middle fingers she received in return was a clear indication that Andrea had been less than successful. It was almost surreal to be the one having the most sex out of her friend group. She spent so long dreadfully unfulfilled that she had honestly thought that her libido was the problem. Now all it took was the thought of Kara to wet her panties, and that was before she used the balm.

With time on her hands and the means to postpone the rest of her meetings, Lena reclined in her seat behind the safety of her desk and slid her hand along her inner thigh. She emulated Kara with how she tended to herself, sensual and decisive in the light strokes that almost tickled against her skin. Self love used to be reserved for the rare occasions she felt a tingle of desire, and Lena was glad that was all in the past.

She tugged on her thong to make the fabric slippery and teased herself with one finger. The harder she tried to hold off on rubbing her clit, the more it throbbed with intensity for attention. It took some work to hike her skirt up, but it was worth it to prop her heel on the desk and snap a few photos. She sent them to Kara with a pleading little emoji and received a short and concise:


You could be wetter. Keep going.

Lena whimpered at the denial and pleasured herself defiantly with two fingers. She thrust them into her cinching heat for a few fast and tremendous strokes that tightened her ass and lifted her hips. The temptation to go further was so great that she whined, and she pulled out to rub her arousal all over her pussy.

If Kara wasn’t going to show her any mercy, then she would have to make sure the alpha suffered sweetly alongside her. Lena shot off a few quick emails and then grabbed her coat as she left L-Corp for the day. She informed Jess that she would be gone and to divert any calls to her cell phone.

Fifteen minutes later, Lena was locked inside a bathroom cubicle with her skirt bunched at her hips and her hand between thighs. She played with her cunt just as she had been directed and stopped when her thighs shook and her palm was glossy with slick.

Lena felt empowered by her choices and lowered her skirt just to stride out of the bathroom with one glistening fingertip between her lips. It was the perfect selfie to send Kara, who responded so fast that Lena almost missed the text.

That doesn’t look like L-Corp. Where are you?

Lena informed Kara, her need for sex overriding her better judgement:

The lobby of your building. Every alpha on this floor is going to know I’m hot for you.

If anyone saw her, they would assume she was attending for her own therapy, but she trusted that Kara’s practice was one of complete discretion.


Kara gave her an immediate reply:

Come to my office. Fifth floor. Now.

It verged on sounding strict, and Lena would have panicked that she had over stepped if Kara hadn’t followed it up with a shot of her hard-on.

Lena boarded a crowded elevator with the knowledge that other alphas were looking at her.

“I’m Todd,” one of them mentioned and put out his hand to press the buttons.

“Fifth floor, please,” Lena replied, keeping her name to herself and her spine straight.

Announcing her floor number didn’t seem to inspire any reaction from the alphas around her, and most of them exited to their own offices with a consolatory glance at her ass.

Lena ignored the rest of them with the single-minded goal of getting Kara off at work. She stepped into a tranquil waiting room with several comfortable chairs and a fish tank where an axolotl swam around vibrant plants.

“Miss Luthor?” A receptionist called from behind a desk and smiled as she came out with a cookie and a glass bottle of water. “Dr. Danvers is in between appointments. She can see you now.”

Lena blushed and accepted the items from the receptionist rather than explain that this was a personal appointment. She moved towards the private office she had only seen on video calls and opened and shut the door behind her.

“Your receptionist gave me a cookie.” Lena unwrapped it and took a crumbly bite to get the full experience of being one of Kara’s patients. “It’s a nice touch. I see why your clients like coming here.”

She licked her lip as she saw Kara’s pants resting over her knees, boxers still down over her cock.

“You arrived right in between sessions, and I honestly couldn’t be more grateful,” Kara rasped and stroked over the head of her cock with a groan. She reached for Lena by the hips and kissed at her hand, tasting the arousal from her fingertips.

“Well, you’re always stopping in to visit me. I thought I’d do the same,” Lena uttered, as if they hadn’t just seen one another half an hour ago.

She wondered if Kara’s gratitude would vanish when she worked her up and edged her in return. Kara might punish her with teasing or use her alpha to take her cunt anyway. Both scenarios turned Lena on, and her flirtatious smile concealed her true intentions.

“I like that you took the initiative. Take off your skirt and sit in my lap,” Kara commanded, already in the middle of working Lena’s zipper down to remove it.



The spice of lust clashed with the mellow and calm scents the diffuser in the room puffed out.

Lena made no attempt to straddle Kara. In spite of how ravenous her omega was for sex, she took another bite of the cookie and moaned provocatively. “But I haven’t finished my treat.”

She flaunted the pale little partition of her pussy lips where the wet fabric of her thong stuck to her clit. Kara’s eyes were trained on it, and her fist pumped over her length three more times before she snapped out of it and grasped Lena by the waist.

“I’ll buy you a whole box of cookies. Two boxes if you toss that one in the trash so your hands are free to hold onto me.”

Kara thumbed the thong aside to slip Lena down onto the head of her cock.

The plump tip spread Lena’s vulva and she moaned as she lowered herself onto it. She rocked back and forth to sink down on the shaft, and a full body tremor caused her walls to flutter. She left the snack on Kara’s desk so that it would be a reminder of her when they were finished.

“I was looking forward to doing this tomorrow, but god, have I needed you,” Kara groaned in appreciation, her hands following the curve of Lena’s ass to squeeze in reverence.

Her slick cunt tightened in greed around Kara’s girth and became even wetter from bouncing. She moaned and rotated her hips in a gyration that rubbed Kara’s cock into the spots that brought the most gratification.

“Did you really need my pussy, Kara?” Lena questioned softly and pushed out her chin in a coy pout. “You’ve played with me all week. Do you like being in charge and telling me what to do?”

“It’s the best part of every day.” Kara groaned at the clamping of Lena’s silken canal, both accommodating and restricting.

Lena pushed her cunt down to Kara’s base, engulfing the entire shaft with her rapturous heat. She rode Kara’s thick cock with conviction and could feel it react inside of her.

Kara gripped her hips to keep her momentum going and reached down for a handful of her ass whenever Lena’s moves pleasured her.  “Knowing that you’re wet and thinking about sex all day — it gets me through the whole week, Lena.”

Lena decided to open her blouse as another tactic to work Kara up to the point of combustion. She cradled her own tits in her hands and pulled at her nipples, observing where Kara’s eyes wandered.

“Pinch your nipples harder,” Kara huffed and kissed at Lena’s neck where the choker pressed against her unmarred claim spot. She nuzzled lower to kiss between her breasts, sucking on the skin to leave rosy blemishes. “From now on when I come to your office, I want you naked, wet and ready for me.”

“As long as it doesn’t interfere with my work, you’ll always have easy access to my pussy. You can have it whenever you want.” Lena meant no hyperbole by that, only pure indulgent truth that Kara would be able to feel in the restricting spasm of her cunt.

She loved the prospect of Kara having her way whenever the mood struck. Lena trusted that it would be often and leave her wanting for nothing.

“I’ll try not to take advantage of that, but you’re all I think about lately,” Kara rasped, her lips puckering to latch onto one of Lena’s stiffened nipples. She tugged on it, drawing it deeper into her mouth until Lena whimpered, and then soothed it with the heat of her tongue.

The whorls and ravenous pulls went straight to her cunt and arousal pooled between the soft crest of her pussy. It aided Kara’s penetration, and the slick glide brought them closer together. Lena was careful not to muss Kara’s hair too badly when she clutched onto it, her pelvis rocking quicker to keep Kara’s cock sheathed.

Lena almost lost sight of her own plans when Kara’s thumb rested on the divide of her pussy lips. The lightest pressure to her clit convulsed as pleasure through her limbs, and she leaned heavily into Kara, smothering the alpha with her breasts.


“I’m addicted to the way you touch me, like you know my body better than I do.”

“You make the sexiest sounds when you’re enjoying yourself,” Kara grunted, her thrusts less fluid and bordering on jerky. She weighted Lena’s hips with her firm hands and bottomed out to sate her alpha. That suggested she was close to her breaking point, and her harsh breath tickled Lena’s sweaty skin.

Lena began grinding down harder to give Kara everything she wanted for one blissful second before she took it all away.

With more guile than she felt, Lena raised herself up shaky legs and hopped off Kara’s erection. She marveled at its deep purple immensity, and then turned to prop herself across Kara’s desk in the hopes of seducing Kara to continue.

“I get the feeling you’d prefer to assert your control by being on top in this instance,” Lena teased, her lashes heavy as she glanced over her shoulder to see Kara already on her feet and ready to continue. “Give it to me hard, but make it last, so I can survive the rest of the day without you.”

Kara trapped her hips against the marble desk and bent her over the cold and cluttered surface. The positioning accentuated the curve of her ass and Kara took advantage of its raised height. She aligned herself to penetrate Lena’s cunt and moaned at the satisfaction of stretching her inner lips and rutting out her pussy.

“Is this your cunt, Kara?” Lena asked with a faux pout and spread her arms out to hold the sides of the desk. “Yours to touch whenever you want?”

Kara pounded her wide open with a groan and no reservations, just a deep battering that satisfied the wanton lust of Lena’s omega.

“Oh yeah,” Kara grunted and manhandled Lena’s hips into a slight bend that presented the glazed seam of her pussy from behind. “I’m going to continue playing with you twice a day. It’s made you so sensitive. You’re going to come very hard on my cock, Lena. Then I’m going to come inside of you.”

Kara’s natural dominance during sex played a huge part in Lena’s submission. The alpha commanded her not with brute force, but with euphoria. She was delayed in understanding what Kara was saying after falling into a trance of bliss. Some selfish part of Lena wanted to ruin her machinations for the breathless rush of orgasm, and Kara was content to make it happen.

“Yes, Kara, please make me come,” Lena whined and strained forward to prove her need. “I’ve been so good for you.”

After days of teasing Lena could feel Kara’s frustration in her thrusts. The synchrony of their hips lost some of their rhythm, and Lena could feel Kara’s determination to keep the wide head of her cock against her cervix.

“I love the way your pussy flutters inside when you’re nearing climax, like you’re trying to keep me deep,” Kara huffed out, the slick slap of her pelvis getting louder the faster she slammed into Lena’s pretty cunt.

The friction against her clit brought her to the brink and Lena trembled as her passage contracted in ecstatic release. The first tight squeeze trapped Kara’s cock, and she knew her mate was ready to explode when Kara nipped and sucked at her neck with a growl. She shook off her pleasure just to carry out her seductive plot, raising herself up from the desk in the middle of her post-orgasm shivers.

“No, wait, not yet, I want to taste you first,” Lena begged, her pleading scent working in her favor to make Kara pull out.

“I find it so sexy that you enjoy tasting yourself on me.” Kara wrapped Lena’s ponytail around her fist and suavely guided her mouth straight onto her cock with a growl of appreciation. “Yeah, nice and slow, pucker those lips.”

Over just a few weeks of sucking on Kara’s cock, Lena learned new little tongue tricks. She licked under the sensitive and bulky head and stroked all of it into her cheek.  Beads of passion formed at the tip, and Lena rubbed it into her mouth and brushed it down Kara’s shaft.

Lena placed her hands on Kara’s ass to hold her close. “Use my mouth for your pleasure, Kara.”

She practiced breathing techniques to take all of Kara’s erection into her throat. Lightheaded and eager to please, she slurped hard and gagged on the entire length. In between her longer gulps, she licked at intimate, lower places near Kara’s knot-base and stimulated the erogenous strip beneath it.

Lena pleaded for Kara’s seed with her eyes, though it went against her plan to be a tease. “I could do this for hours. It must be your cock. I just can’t get enough of it. I want it inside of me in every way possible. I’m a slut for you.”

She swallowed and stuck Kara’s long pole down into the back of her throat. Her tongue stretched, wet and wrapping around the thickness, and she suctioned with her cheeks to drive Kara to come in her mouth.

“Is that how you see yourself when you’re with me, Lena?” Kara asked between broken breaths and groans. “Do you want me to call you a good slut?”

She seized a firmer grip of Lena’s hair, snapping the little band that held it up. It ricocheted towards the window and Kara raked her fingers through Lena’s dark tresses to hold them out of the way.

Lena didn’t dare slip Kara’s cock out of her mouth and communicated with the wet smack of her lips and the slick velvet of her inner cheeks. She knew the reputation omegas earned when they reveled in sex, yet the risks were worth it with Kara.

Bruised knees and streaky mascara were a small price to pay for the kind of railing Kara could give her, and even when they weren’t having sex, Lena knew her attachment to Kara was growing.

She laced her fingers over the base of Kara’s hard-on and worked her fist over the places she couldn’t fit in her mouth. Droplets of pre-cum lubricated the hefty mast and Lena pumped as much of it as she could into the restricting heat beyond her tonsils.

Her jaw ached and her lips stung from being stretched over her teeth and it still wasn’t enough to make her stop. Kara’s groans kept her going back for more.

The scrape of Kara’s nails prickled Lena’s skin when she grabbed her hair by the roots to guide her down on her cock. When she spoke, her voice was guttural and urgent as she asked, “Are you going to swallow for me, Lena? Make me proud and don’t waste a drop—”

Lena was intent on doing just that if the intercom hadn’t interrupted them seconds before Kara shot her load.

“Dr. Danvers, your 3:30 is here.”

Once she lifted her lips off Kara’s erection, Lena considered it fortuitous that they had to stop. She glanced at the furious scarlet of the head, and the shaft radiated an incredible warmth as she pulled Kara’s boxers over it.

Kara still breathed laboriously as she helped Lena off her knees. She pressed the button on the intercom and waited for her heavier exhales to quiet before giving instructions. “Thank you, Irene. Just give me two minutes to get set up.”

Lena slipped back into her thong while Kara placed a brand new infuser on the desk to cover the aromas of sex.

“I put these out when I’m in rut and I absolutely can’t cancel an appointment.” Kara made an attempt to chuckle, but the noise came out as more of a groan and she gestured to another door to her left that Lena had assumed was a closet.  “There’s a space back here that I use for workshops. Bathroom at the right—”

“You want me to stay?” Lena blinked despite having no doubt as to what she preferred. She wanted to be close to Kara after sex, and if sticking around meant they would get to spend more time together, she was willing to wait until the end of business hours.

“I’ll be finished with my next appointment by 4 o’clock, then I’ll be facilitating an evening workshop. You can be my very special assistant if you hang out.” Kara pointed her finger for emphasis and smiled in sweet persuasion.

“If you’ll pay me in orgasms and dinner afterwards, I accept the job offer.” Lena returned the smile and hurried into the adjoining room just as Kara’s next client pushed the door to the office open.

Her late escape meant that she overheard part of the conversation – specifically when Kara burst out the name “Lucy” in surprise.

Lucy took off a leather jacket and hung it on the coatrack with a coquettish pause to fix her halter top. She tucked her chin-length black hair behind her ears and slinked across the room to Kara’s desk with a casual glance around.

“I needed to see you, Kara, and I know your time doesn’t come cheap these days—”

The toe of Lena’s Louboutin shoe prohibited the door from fully closing, and though she didn’t consciously decide on eavesdropping, her omega refused to budge. From the slit in the door, she could see Lucy encroaching, and Kara had the good grace to stand behind her chair and use it as a barrier between them.

“I don’t treat people I know, Lucy. You’re aware of that,” Kara uttered, sounding far less confident than Lena was accustomed to hearing her. The square of her shoulders looked tense, and Lena understood why when Lucy swept the papers on Kara’s desk aside.

The omega perched herself on the edge of the marble and propped one shoe on Kara’s seat to appear coy and charming. “Well, what’s an omega to do when you won’t even return her texts? I was starting to worry about you.”

Lucy’s fake pout turned into a grin when Kara forced out an awkward laugh and hung her head. “No, you weren’t, you’re just not used to anyone telling you no. I’ll have Irene refund your fee for the session–”

“Don’t you want to help me out for old time’s sake?” Lucy interjected, voice soft and innocent in, spite of how she filled the office with her beguiling and promiscuous fragrance.

Jealousy twisted Lena’s gut and she held her breath so that she wouldn’t choke on the cloying scent.

“I’ve really been struggling lately,” Lucy continued, pleased with the way her perfume delayed Kara’s insistence that she leave. She sounded sincere, even though she fluttered her lashes in seduction and uncrossed her legs slowly to grab Kara’s attention. “The only way I can come is by thinking about you. And I do, Kara, multiple times a day.”

Lena almost slammed the door on her own toe as she jerked back, utterly appalled by what she had just heard. A terrible sensation branched through Lena’s chest, wild and dangerous as she realized how low Lucy was willing to go just to come between her and Kara.

“Yeah—that’s uh—god, that’s definitely a problem,” Kara groaned, digging her fingers into the leather of her chair like her alpha was restless. “Luckily there are several wonderful therapists here that I can refer you to if you’re serious, because that’s not healthy.”

“Wouldn’t it just be easier to fuck it out of my system?” Lucy propositioned, leaning forward with a smile as she gave Kara the perfect view of her tits. “I still have all of the gear back at my place. I’ll let you tie me up and–”

“Lucy, whatever we had is over,” Kara snapped, shocking not only Lucy, but also Lena, who had pressed herself up against the door to get a glimpse of them both.

Kara waved her hands through the air in a sweeping motion, like she planned to herd Lucy out of her office, and grunted out sternly, “I made that clear when I told you I’m in a relationship. You can’t just show up at my work to try and initiate something. That crosses so many lines.”

Lucy became softer and more serious as the tone of the conversation shifted to one of accusation. “You said if my feelings ever changed when it came to us, I should tell you. I know you just started seeing someone, but we have more history — and I want you back. I’m willing to fight for you.”

Lena pursed her lips, afraid to open them in case any little noise came out. She thought about interrupting and making her presence known, but she would never be that selfish. Kara deserved a choice, even if Lena suspected this was all a manipulation on Lucy’s part.

“Lucy I–fuck,” Kara choked on her words, her shoulders losing some of there rigidity as she slumped under the weight of her emotions.

Helplessness overwhelmed Lena, her silence only accomplished by biting her lip to keep her tongue still, despite how frantically her heart was beating.

“There was a time when that was all I wanted to hear from you, but that was long before I started dating. I don’t want anyone to fight over me. I want to be happy, and for once I really am–”

“I can make you happy, Kara. I know everything you like in and out of the bedroom. Just give me a chance to prove it.” Lucy slid herself off the desk to beg with big round eyes that would have worked on almost anyone. She reached for Kara and traced the line of her jaw as she promised, “You’ll be enough for me this time. You always have been. I was just scared.”

“No,” Kara reiterated and moved out of Lucy’s range with an aggravated huff to posture with her hands on her hips. “If you truly feel anything for me, then let me go. I’ve moved on, and you should, too.”

Lucy burned hot in the face from the rejection and hung back to glance down at the floor before finding more ammunition. “There will come a day when you get tired of this new omega, where she won’t know how to please you. I give it a month and that’s only because you’re the type who doesn’t like to give up on people. I’ll be waiting for you. I don’t want anybody else. There’s no moving on for me. You’re the best I ever had.”

With a shrug and a grimace, Lucy wandered over to the coatrack and snatched up her leather jacket to swing over her shoulder. She exited the office with regretful pheromones and Kara placed a hand onto the cabinet as if for support.

Lena stepped out from where she was wedged in a daze. She retreated to the bathroom, even though part of her yearned to go to Kara’s side and console her.

The light flickered on, and she splashed her hands under the water, soaped them up and cleaned herself with wipes and a dab of perfume. She finger-combed her hair and stood in front of the mirror, subconsciously waiting for Kara to join her.

At the softest knock, she turned to open the door and Kara’s tread made her exhale a deep breath.

“Hey,” Kara muttered, her smile not nearly as natural or bright as usual. She kept her head down for a few seconds, then appeared to shake off whatever anxiety was taking root within her to stride forward and meet Lena’s eyes. “I don’t want to alarm you, but Lucy was just here. She made an appointment under a different name so I wouldn’t turn her away, but I did, for more than one reason.”

Lena sucked on the inside of her lip with a reluctance to confess she heard the whole conversation—not because she wanted to lie, but because she couldn’t predict how Kara would react. She slipped her hand over Kara’s wrist and inhaled through flared nostrils in preparation. “I didn’t mean to stop and listen, but I heard you say Lucy’s name. I’m sorry about how she treated you. I don’t know everything that happened in your past relationships, Kara, so I’m in no position to judge, but you deserve someone’s undivided attention. You’re important to me, and no one else has been on my mind since we met.”

“And here I was worried you’d think the worst of me just for telling you the truth.” The slant of Kara’s lips held a touch of self-deprecation and she laced her fingers through Lena’s to kiss the back of her hand.

The stress still resided in the lines of Kara’s face, her lips pinched and eyebrows furrowed until Lena soothed her by cupping her cheek.

The delicate caress became more, and Lena wove her arms around Kara’s strong back to hold her close while they sought comfort from one another. It was an act of intimacy without being sexual, and yet it still brought heat to Lena’s face.

“Maybe it was beneficial that you heard what transpired,” Kara considered. “I don’t want you having any doubts that you’re the one I want to date. I’ve also never let anyone pose as my assistant in a workshop.”

Kara’s effortless way of moving the conversation along proved useful in pushing Lucy to the back of their minds. To dwell on her any longer would sour the rest of their day, and Lena didn’t want to focus on any of the ugly emotions that Lucy stirred up.

They returned to the large room that Kara used for workshops and set up a bunch of floor mats before couples started to arrive. Kara took her back into the office to sign an NDA to protect the sensitive details of her high-profile clients. With that little matter of protocol out of the way, Kara directed her to one of the mats at the front of the room.

“Why does it seem like we’re getting ready to teach a yoga class?” Lena asked and quirked her eyebrow when Kara slid in behind her. “A kinky yoga class. You aren’t teaching these people Kama Sutra, are you?”

“I’m sure I could, but this is less about sex and more about cultivating emotional intimacy. One without the other can feel meaningless,” Kara whispered and indicated with her chin that the class was filling up.

Kara waited for each of the couples to choose a mat and then instructed the alphas to sit down first so their mates could situate themselves between their legs.

Lena tried not to stare when she noticed that one couple consisted of two alphas. She side-eyed the muscular male with intrigue as he carefully sat down between the female alpha’s thighs and shivered as she felt Kara’s hands on her hips.

“Today we’re going to focus on how we connect, and not just with our bodies,” Kara explained, her voice clear and optimistic as she took charge of the room. “Sometimes we let our mating instinct drive us when we should be listening to what our heart is saying. I’m sure we’ve all been in situations where we’ve shut down to avoid confronting our feelings, but we shouldn’t run from our emotions. They strengthen our bonds with other people, and they foster trust and security within our mates.”

Several people nodded in agreement, while others looked bashful and ashamed. Lena wondered why each of them came to Kara for help, and if she treated any of them separately.

“Intimacy doesn’t start with sexual gratification, it starts way up here,” Kara stated, gliding her hand up Lena’s side to flatten her palm above the swell of Lena’s left breast. “It’s that flutter in your heart when you see your mate. The feeling of being home no matter where you are. Think of that feeling, and let your bodies synchronize. Feel the rise and fall of each breath that your partner takes. Try to match it.”

Lena observed the sexual tension between some of the couples, and how it both mellowed and became stronger from fostering this other physical connection. A few couples still seemed to be uncomfortable, and it took them longer to develop a shared peace.

“Whisper words of affirmation to your partner. Practice the techniques we talked about in the last session.” Kara dropped her voice and brought her lips to Lena’s ear to follow through with her own guidance. “Even though we’ve only been dating a couple of weeks, you get me. It’s such a different feeling than what I’ve experienced before with other people, and it makes me hopeful for our future together.”

Lena canted her head to the side as Kara’s breath tickled her throat. She placed her arms over Kara’s to relax in the embrace and her cheeks dimpled in a smile.

The slightest shift rubbed Lena’s backside against Kara, and she was surprised to feel the alpha’s cock stir from the friction. She surreptitiously noted that a few of the omega’s were doing the same thing while their mates opened up to them, and Lena decided to follow suit. The subtle grind allowed Kara to press firmly against her ass, and she could only imagine that half of the alphas were getting hard from the exercise.

It proved Kara’s point about intimacy and how it was intertwined with sex. Lena got the impression that arousal happened naturally in these classes and she made a real effort to acknowledge her own without trying to heighten Kara’s libido. It took several long seconds to calm her omega’s instinct to roll her pelvis, and when she mastered the art of simply sitting still, Kara murmured good girl into her ear.

“Focus on the warmth of your partner, the stability you’re both providing one another at this moment,” Kara coached, completely at ease with her erection poking Lena in the small of her back. She was in command of herself in spite of her alpha urges, and Kara’s ability to stay composed was nothing short of enamoring.

For over an hour, Lena hung on Kara’s every word along with the rest of the couples in attendance. They moved periodically through a series of sensory tasks, each designed to keep everyone in touch with their core selves. It emphasized the value of every individual and how they complemented their mates in turn.

Though their relationship had only really started, Lena experienced the benefits of the class first-hand. She felt emotionally open and connected to Kara by the end of it.

All of the worry and vulnerability that Lucy had unearthed inside her was replaced by the warmest self-assurance that Kara had made her choice and wouldn’t waver in that decision. She trusted Kara, and not just because she was romantically involved with the alpha, but because Kara had earned it over the weeks with her consistent honesty.

“I know I promised you dinner, but how would you feel if we ordered it from the comfort of my apartment?” Kara’s question was quiet as she waved goodbye to the couples who were leaving, but her eyes were on Lena the whole time to gauge her reaction.

“That depends on how long it will take, and what we might do in the meantime while we’re waiting.” Lena hoped the cadence of her words expressed how eager she was to physically connect with Kara. She waited for the last couple to exit the room before getting to her feet. It gave Kara the opportunity to peer up her skirt and see the liquid satin that coated her pale thighs.

“I can think of a few things that you’ll like,” Kara promised, huffing at the heady scent of Lena’s arousal as she stood up to lead her out of the room.

They were in the parking lot in under five minutes, and Lena showed no signs of hesitation as she climbed onto the back of Kara’s motorcycle. Their drive took them down by the water and Kara wove through the late afternoon traffic as the sun began to sink behind the clouds.

Kara’s loft looked out on the river and Lena stepped inside with an immediate appreciation for the coziness of the place. The decor reminded her of Kara — from the plush carpet under her feet to the blue sofa with an eclectic set of colorful pillows. To one side was a kitchen and to the other a bar, and up the stairs was a bed with white linens. Kara fixed her a drink in a crystal glass and led her up to the top level.

“I know we both have to work tomorrow, but I’d like you to spend all night with your knot inside me.” Lena took two sips of her drink and placed it on a convenient spot near the bed.

Her hair curled all around her shoulders from the humid afternoon and the time she spent in Kara’s arms during the workshop. She pushed it back from her shoulders and took off her blouse, hanging it from the railing along with her skirt.

Kara sat on the edge of the bed with her own drink in hand and watched Lena remove her clothes. “I wanted to ask you to spend the night earlier in the week, but I wasn’t sure how you’d perceive that invitation since our relationship is so new.”

“Are you forgetting that I immediately induced my heat for you, and that we spent a full weekend together between my apartment and the hotel you booked for us?” Lena laughed and eyed up her surroundings with sex in mind.

The bed would be their last stop, and she beckoned Kara over to the railing with a cant of her head. “Want to come while we watch the sun go down together?”

Kara slid in behind her, kissing at the arch of Lena’s shoulders and taking off her bra. She touched Lena’s tits, grasping each one individually to feel its weight and softness. Her tactile exploration moved southward and she pulled the string of Lena’s thong aside. “Put your hands securely on the railing and let me hold onto you.”

Lena bent forward with her arms out and hands gripping at the rails, and Kara unzipped to slide into her cunt. She grunted from the initial thrusts and hung her head forward as she took the full force with pleasure.

“Is it too early to induce my heat again just so you can spend another weekend fucking me raw?” Lena gasped at the luscious sound of skin slapping against skin, her juices enticing Kara deeper into the wet clutch of her body.

They harmonized sexually, painted in the golds and reds of the sunset, all fire and heat. Kara restrained her by the hips and rammed her harder, sending her jolting forward just to pull her back. Lena curled her fingers on the rail, turning her knuckles white and palms red.

Her cunt fluttered in possessive pulls around Kara’s shaft, working for all of the seed she was about receive. Kara saturated her tight tunnel with it after waiting so many hours for relief. It happened in record time, and huge globs of seed dripped out from in between her legs to splatter on the floor. Lena’s little rutted opening couldn’t hold it all, and Kara’s orgasm was just the starting point of their night.

“Is this answer enough?” Kara asked with a satisfied groan that lasted through the long and intense expulsion of her seed. She positioned Lena on all fours, depositing some of it on her lower back and ass before moving her onto the bed.

“I think I need you to demonstrate, Kara,” Lena intoned and finally slipped her thong down only to shiver in surprise when Kara finished taking it off with her mouth.

“You belong in heat and in my bed,” Kara dictated with a growl that made it a demand for Lena to present her cunt. “I’m going to train you to be my submissive omega, so your pussy is always wet and ready to breed.”

Lena took her time stretching out with her upper body lower down on the bed all for the pleasure of letting Kara prove dominance. It made Kara growl a second time and put her hand in between Lena’s shoulder blades, pinning her for a thrust that made her feel like she was speared into the bed.

“Fuck, fuck, Kara,” Lena reiterated and did what she could to rock back on her knees to move herself onto the bulge of Kara’s cock.

“Good girl, take me deep in your cunt, that’s it.” Kara rambled out praises after her thrusts like she knew Lena needed to hear it to be capable of taking more. She rooted her fingers in Lena’s hair, tangling them sensually through her curls and tugging with just the right amount of pressure.

Lena quaked from head to toe, succumbing to the passion in her belly and the base drives of her omega. She grunted louder on the precipice of climax, not ashamed of the sounds that came out of her mouth. “Fuck me like that’s my purpose in life, Kara. Fill me with so much seed that I make your sheets messy tomorrow.”

Kara tensed violently and then vigorously slammed into Lena’s pussy to erupt in motion, refusing to stop until every last ribbon of her seed was spent.

Lena crawled forward afterwards, and Kara propped her up with two fluffy pillows beneath her stomach to mount her from behind.

“Stay,” Kara husked and slipped a hand over Lena’s shoulder to push into her from on top. “You look good underneath me. All you need now is my knot to stretch your perfect pussy out.”

Lena whimpered at the filthy suggestion and flexed to raise her hips up. “Knot me. I want to come on your knot.”

The girth would rub her inside in ways that made her clench to deliberately stimulate the most sensitive places inside. Kara massaged her pussy, sliding base-deep and letting the knot expand in Lena’s small opening. She quivered from her slow building tension, the waxing and waning of a need that she didn’t fully realize until the moment she came to the culmination.

Lena screamed out a phrase that sounded a lot like Fuck, I love you and not enough like any human language when followed up with an incoherent moan.

Kara’s knot broadened to a thickness that could no longer thrust or slip free of Lena’s contracting cunt. She lumbered down beside Lena in the heap of pillows, tenderly stroking her burning cheek.  Those gentle touches contrasted with all that came before them, and Lena breathed peacefully in a restful reverie of the days ahead.

“You’re everything I’ve ever wanted in a mate,” Kara whispered, her alpha’s sexual aggression subdued by the adoration that brought her lips to Lena's in a slow and loving kiss. “I’ve spent years of my life coaching people on how to become better partners and lovers, and here you are, teaching me that I can have someone special without compromising my self-respect.”