Made for Each Other - Part 3

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Tags: Breeding kink, knotting, impregnation, size kink, sex swing, use of toys, pussy stretching, excessive seed.  


Word count: 7,072

The lapse of weeks should have seen an end to Lena’s heat — but it stretched on and into the longest days of summer, when the pink heather and sea aster grew all along the Irish coast and Lena went for long walks in the cooling winds that blew in from the water. Her skin burned insatiably and the ache between her thighs reached a cresting point that made her wanton and weak for sex. She chose to stay in Ireland to ride out her indefatigable heat. Kara traveled back and forth by flight or portal watch, keeping up on her duties as a reporter without slacking on her responsibilities as a mate.

Lena Kieran was a most gracious host, loaning her sun dresses and making her meals that proved they did indeed have some differing skill sets. It brought Lena peace and comfort to live in the same sphere as her Irish look-alike, and to wake each morning to Kara brushing the hair from her warm cheek and leaning in to kiss her.

After hours of heat-knotting with her mate, Lena liked to lie in bed and watch Lena Kieran fill her cunt with Kara’s seed and one of the very thick breeding cocks. Kara would hold onto Lena Kieran’s slim waist and bounce her firmly on her knee, which came to be a solid replacement for the breeding chair. In between the times when they were having sex, Lena Kieran went to these efforts to stretch and train her tender cunt.  Lena marveled to observe it, how Lena Kieran blushed between the thighs, her cunt still so shy about experiencing Kara’s cock spreading out her soft little mound, opening her lips in the widest spread and penetrating her so deeply.

“Good girl, ride it nice and fast,” Kara whispered, patient and willing to do whatever it took to ensure Lena Kieran became acclimated. “You’re doing so well, working so hard to keep all of my seed inside.”

Lena was still knot-sore one night and listened to Kara’s praises while rubbing at her stiffened nipples that had reacted to their quiet talk.

Lena Kieran whimpered intermittently, no doubt feeling the stress from a long night of mating and extra hours of sliding up and down on a cock with too much girth. They both had limits, and Lena Kieran was still getting her wings, figuring out what her body truly could and couldn’t handle.

“Maybe you should go another round,” Lena suggested from her comfortable place on the bed as she curled over on the pillow to give Kara instructions. “I know it will be difficult, but it will also be worthwhile.”

She could still feel all of the warmth of Kara’s seed in her opening and reached down to drag her fingers through it. Her cunt would need days to recover if she let Kara inside of her again now, but Lena Kieran on the other hand was pushing herself to breed more and for much longer.

Lena Kieran settled onto the sturdy bulk of the breeding cock with her head down and her face rosy from exertion. Kara slid a finger under her chin to look in her in the eye, checking in with her before going ahead.

The trust between all three of them went deeper than these small acknowledgements, and Lena reached out to grasp Kara’s hand and slide it on top of Lena Kieran’s breast. Her omega wanted to bear witness to this, even after all of her own energies were expended and she could scarcely hold herself up in bed.

“I won’t be shocked if we’re both finally pregnant after all that we’ve done tonight,” Lena Kieran exhaled with a hint of a laugh and a soft moan that stayed on her full lips.

Lena removed the thick breeding cock and Kara helped the Irish omega gracefully reposition over the much fleshier head of her erection. The girth pushed apart Lena Kieran’s small inner lips, and the blunt tip just barely slid into the velvet warmth of her vagina.

“This is even better, isn’t it?” Kara groaned and moved her hips up to ensure Lena Kieran took her cock in a little deeper on every slow, downward rock of her pelvis. “You’re a good girl, Lena. A very good girl. Do you feel how much more your pussy is opening up for me?”

Lena Kieran looked too glassy-eyed to respond, like this was her first time with a cock inside of her. She always seemed to be like that at the beginning of sex, and Kara took some easy thrusts that made the entire wide tip of her penis slide in and out of view between her pussy lips.

“I feel so stretched,” Lena Kieran acknowledged and her breath hitched in her throat a few times. “So stretched with your cock inside me, Kara. God, it’s the best feeling.”

Lena sprawled back on the bed and peered up at her mate through low lashes of pride and love.

Lena Kieran’s long black curls shook down her shoulders and the vibrancy of her lips changed to a darker red the more she bit down on them.

Kara was sitting on the divan at the end of the mattress, and Lena Kieran’s legs could hang down on either side with her feet touching the carpet. It was an act of trust to lift them off the floor, to let her cunt fully spread around the enormous brim of Kara’s glans before slipping down on more of the swollen shaft.

Kara rewarded her tentative attempts with encouragement and the highest praise. “That’s just what you should do, Lena, lift those legs up and take more. You’re so good, and if you keep it up, I’m going to be so deep inside. You want that?”

“Yes, Kara, I want your cock, all of it.” Lena Kieran moaned over and over, and her salacious affirmations went a long way in stoking Kara’s libido.

Lena tingled between the thighs when her mate’s thrusts picked up and she saw all of Lena Kieran’s arousal clinging to Kara’s shaft. The glorious sound of rutting could be heard all throughout the cottage and Lena Kieran raised her feet from the carpet.  


“This feels way better than when I bounce you on my knee, doesn’t it?” Kara took a deep huff of the aromas of sex that were already so dense in the bedroom.

“Yes, the real thing is so much better,” Lena Kieran put her legs out wide in the practice stance from the breeding chair. “I’ve never had such an active sex life.  My cunt still isn't used to regular sex, but you'll break me in, won't you? It feels incredible. So good, and so right because of you and Lena.”

“Yes, this is why it’s important to let me guide you.” Kara whispered her encouragements while looking Lena Kieran in the eye, and her hands slid over the omega’s supple hips to grasp at the curve of her backside. “I know your omega wants a pup, so keep those feet off the floor like a good girl and take it harder.”

Kara moved to get the best momentum and bounced Lena Kieran with sure and steady thrusts that plumbed into the omega’s silken and tight inner walls. She eased Lena Kieran down onto her girth and pumped her hips upward so they could both get accustomed to the internal stretch. Once or twice, Kara lifted her off her cock entirely to see how perfectly Lena Kieran’s small opening was gaping, and Lena admired the vivid reds inside.

The delicate ripple inside the glossy cunt looked inviting and warm, and Lena pushed two fingers into her own pussy to rub at the soft ridges inside. They felt so sensitive after hours of friction from Kara’s cock, and she sympathized with Lena Kieran’s airy cries.

Lena Kieran was still learning the pleasures of being bred by an alpha who would never reach their level of exhaustion, and her desires kept her limbs loose and lethargic. She was so pliant in Kara’s strong hands, and she gave herself over completely with the quietest of whimpers.

“I’ve never endured a heat this strong or a rutting so good, and I’m so thankful to the both of you for this,” Lena Kieran panted, her sweat slicked skin and feverish complexion alluring to Kara’s alpha.


Lena could tell that her mate was enjoying herself from the way her quads tensed in self-restraint. Her alpha liked to go hard, but she was so gentle with them both in their current heat-stricken condition.

Soon after Lena’s heat started, they had used an inducer on Lena Kieran that pushed her right back into the same state. Kara’s rut could begin at any time, between the heavy scent of her pheromones and her ragged breaths that had nothing to do with exhaustion.

Lena Kieran sank down to the thick middle of Kara’s shaft, her lips in complete strain to fit more inside.

Kara massaged the smooth silk of her pussy, matching that sensual care with rough thrusts that rubbed the massive head of her cock into the sensitive cove inside.

“I’m right there,” Kara groaned and took shorter but deeper strokes that must have created such a pleasurable ache in Lena Kieran’s cunt. “You have a beautiful, tight pussy and I’m going to really stretch it out tonight. Just slide down on me, just a bit more.”

Lena Kieran moaned at the precision of Kara’s faster jaunts, her pelvis flexed in a wide spread that was both sexy and dirty. She sheathed more of Kara’s enlarged cock inside her ravenous and raw little opening, and whenever she lifted herself up, the wet slide of her cunt was visible on Kara’s shaft.

“My cunt is full,” Lena Kieran gasped with a timid glance down at where Kara’s huge base almost touched her pussy lips.

Kara grabbed onto Lena Kieran’s hips and moved them in a quicker but natural undulation without thrusting. “I’m going to train your pussy to accept my alpha knot every time we do this from now on. You’ve been so good when practicing, but nothing can compare to real penetration.”

The slow back and forth glide worked Lena Kieran’s tight little entrance into loosening around Kara’s large shaft, and rivulets of slick dripped down to the hefty base.

Kara’s praise turned guttural when Lena Kieran nodded in meek agreement and drew her knees up on both sides to sink lower on her tremendous cock. Her sexual submission was more potent than her heat pheromones and Kara could hardly be faulted by how she bucked into the omega’s cunt. Frothing seed emptied into Lena Kieran in long spurts and lubricated her with cream.

Lena watched her mate’s alpha selfishly pick up the pace to push every drop of seed towards Lena Kieran’s cervix. Kara held her down by the hips and Lena whined at the familiar ache it caused in her own cunt.

Kara’s broad tip would be pressing right against the most intimate crevasse to Lena Kieran’s womb, the pressure almost unbearable and yet addictive to her omega.

The second the pulsations of her shaft stopped, Kara pulled out to lay Lena Kieran on the bed. She lifted the omega’s legs to drape them across her strong shoulders and instructed Lena Kieran with sultry growls. “Be a good girl and spread yourself with your fingers, I’m going to keep you so filled with seed and I don’t want to lose any of it.”

The pretty hues of Lena Kieran’s labia looked even better with the glaze of Kara’s essence all over them and she groaned at their gradual dilation. Kara was careful as she pushed the inflamed glans of her erection into the tender split of Lena Kieran’s cunt, but she was forceful with the pitch of her hips once inside.

Lena Kieran took sharp little gasps, her ribcage rising with her inhalations and falling with her loud moans. She positioned a hand between her thighs to catch the pearls of seed. Her soft ivory mound was a passionate scarlet from her long practice, and Lena could feel her desperation for sexual relief.

Lena sighed and pushed a curl behind the omega’s ear before kissing at her untouched claim spot. “Your pussy will be sore tomorrow, but it’s going to feel euphoric when Kara knots you.”

Lena shared the same pillow with her Irish double and stared up at Kara, who understood the meaning of even her briefest glances.

Kara placed her hands on the mattress and pounded Lena Kieran’s cunt to a deep-toned red. Every smack of her hips demanded the omega’s restrictive velvet relent to the submersion of her cock. She gave it to her hard, with unrelenting and full strokes to create the best friction.

It must have felt incredible, because Lena Kieran’s breathless sounds transformed to raunchy moans as she wrapped her arms around Kara’s shoulders. The constricting of the omega’s walls coincided with the staccato slap of Kara’s pelvis hitting her clitoris. The intimacy of it could only be considered encouragement, and Lena rubbed at her own tender cunt as she witnessed the beauty of Lena Kieran’s stretching to its limits.

Kara’s knot was swelling rapidly and the omega was writhing from the exceptional sensations of being made to accept it.

There was no backing out with it lodged halfway, her clenching entrance still so tight that Kara shook with self-restraint. The soft outline of her vulva was now a carnal shade that matched the flush of her cheeks, and she whined at being so close to fulfilment.

“Good girl, your pussy is spreading wide open for my knot,” Kara huffed and helped it along with firmer thrusts that ensured the knot would secure.

With a lot of patience, Kara’s knot disappeared inside the soft envelopment and stayed locked within Lena Kieran’s cunt for over an hour.

A few weeks after that memorable night, Lena Kieran presented Lena with a positive pregnancy test, shyly handing it to her in a wrapped box during their tea.

“What’s this?” Lena breathed as she pulled at the ribbon in anticipation and noticed the test sitting on a bed of fabric.

It surprised Lena to feel so much pride and joy on behalf of the young Irishwoman as she embraced the omega.

“I’m going to have a pup, our pup,” Lena Kieran whispered and slid into the next chair, her face rosy with excitement.

It would have been normal for Lena to experience a little envy under such circumstances, but she was too happy to feel any other emotion. She wanted a pup, and for some reason, finding out about Lena Kieran’s pregnancy was just as rewarding as discovering she was having one of her own.

“We’re going to take such good care of you,” Lena promised with a small squeeze of the omega’s hand. “Kara is going to be thrilled.”


Since it was only recently that she and Kara had started to try, Lena didn’t worry too much about her own situation. She took a few pregnancy tests without getting a positive result, but her scientific rationale was that she still suffered from the lingering effects of the tension and stress that stopped her heat in the first place. So many times, Lena woke up with a cry in her throat and turned in bed to make certain Kara was safe at her side. Her nightmares came and went, but the one constant factor was that she lost Kara in all of them—to the shrouding dark of the Phantom Zone, and the green poison of Kryptonite that made her face look like jagged shards of broken glass.

“Do you feel okay?” Lena Kieran muttered and patted at her face with a wet cloth before Lena even recognized she had slipped into a fugue state. “You look like you’re going to be sick. Is it possible you’re pregnant, too?”

“It would be too early for that.” Lena mustered a laugh and shook off a peculiar feeling that Kara had been harmed and wouldn’t come home to her.

Kara was due in by eight, and Lena exhaled in relief when she heard the familiar sound of the portal watch. She rushed to greet her mate in the den with Lena Kieran close behind her.

“Lena Kieran has some wonderful news to share.” Lena revealed with a smile when the other omega gave Kara the positive test.

Kara exuded strength and pride, standing tall as she held the test in one hand. “One pup on the way, one more to go.”

Lena Kieran hugged them both in celebration and glanced around at all of the private breeding clutter in her living room. “I suppose we don’t need all of this now.”

Lena saw a flash of disappointment on Kara’s face, which reflected her own feelings, but for different reasons.

“Maybe we shouldn’t put it away yet,” Kara reasoned and sat down on the center cushion of the couch to rest a hand over Lena’s thigh. “I was thinking about this today. It might be worth trying all of these methods.”

“You want me to do everything Lena Kieran did?” Lena blinked, her emotions teetering in that precarious place between amused and offended.

Lena Kieran pointed towards the kitchen with a nervous, light laugh. “I’m going to put dinner on the table. Come in when you’re both ready.”

Kara glanced at the retreating omega and rubbed at Lena’s thigh as she gathered her thoughts. “At least biologically, you and Lena Kieran are the same. I don’t care how long it takes before we have a pup — I could spend months breeding you and I’d be perfectly happy, but I can tell something changed for you recently. I know you want a pup of your own.”

Lena laughed at the whole idea that she could benefit from consulting with a breeding expert. “That’s true, but I don’t see why you think all of this could make the difference. Lena Kieran is delicate, and she had no experience with alphas before you.”

“Neither did you,” Kara countered with a gentleness that always made Lena less inclined to argue. “I’ve been worried about bringing this up, but it’s one of those things I know I shouldn’t keep to myself. I try to be careful when we’re together. Extra careful, because I don’t want to hurt you, Lena. I don’t want to be too much—"

After almost six months of marriage, Lena understood the subtext of that and balked that all of this was coming out in the middle of a discussion about having pups. “You mean you’ve been holding back. In what way? You can’t just mean your super strength.”

Kara locked her teeth together like she was reluctant to admit the specifics of her secret. “My natural girth and my knot—"

“No,” Lena blurted, unable to fathom what she was being told, no matter how contrite and sincere her mate was being. She waved her hand to point absently at an invisible check list of all they had done together sexually and shook her head. “No, I went to lengths to make sure I could take you regularly. I let you stretch me to my limits–”

“You’re right, I did push you to your limits, and that’s why I knew to stop,” Kara interjected with a grimace. She slumped perceptibly and tucked her chin to her chest as she huffed out an apologetic breath and gave Lena the saddest eyes.

It was terribly pathetic, and worst of all it worked to soften her omega. Lena tried to push past her emotional reaction by seizing her indignation to hiss, “So I’ve never truly had you. Not the way Lena Kieran has, not fully.”

Kara made a face that roughly translated to discomfort and brought her shoulders up to her ears in a shrug. “Technically neither has she, but—”

“You gave her more than what I’ve ever handled to increase her chances of pregnancy,” Lena concluded quietly, unsure whether she should feel envious or saddened by losing out on some part of Kara. The Luthor in her was convinced that she should have been the one to experience Kara like that first, but she couldn’t be angry when Lena Kieran’s happiness swirled all around them.

After all, it had been Lena who signed Kara up for this special mission and of course she was proud and pleased with her mate’s diligence and success. It still triggered something within her, though— determination, perhaps, to prove herself worthy of taking Kara.

“Then I suppose we’ll be keeping the breeding supplies, and I’ll make an appointment at the clinic,” Lena muttered and relaxed upon seeing the tension in Kara’s shoulders slip away.

Kara rushed to wrap her up in a hug so tight she could barely breathe, and Lena whimpered at the soft nuzzling to her claim.

“You’re so special to me, Lena, and I’m so happy that we’re going to be starting our own family soon,” Kara whispered into the crook of her neck. She soothed Lena’s worries with a calming musk that influenced her omega into releasing a heavy breath.

Lena was especially susceptible to her alpha when in heat, and she allowed her mate to lead her into the kitchen where Lena Kieran had prepared dinner for the three of them. They discussed their plans over the meal, and Lena felt humbled by the reassurances Lena Kieran gave them about staying as long as they wanted.

“Actually, I have some ideas that I wanted to run by you both.” Lena’s tone lulled Kara and the other omega into pensive silence and she smiled to ease their minds.

Staying longer in Ireland might have benefitted them if Lena’s heats weren’t so sporadic and delayed by undue stress. She doubted that the local clinic would specialize in in-depth treatments. On the other hand, Lena felt uncannily protective of Lena Kieran now that she was carrying a pup, and the prospect of leaving the omega brought on a bout of panic.

“I think it would be for the best if we returned to National City to find a clinic to help with my ongoing heat problems.” She glanced at Kara, sensing her apprehension about separating from Lena Kieran, and reached across the table to lace their fingers together. “We would love it if you joined us. Our home is more than big enough, and we’d be able to care for you during your first trimester while pursuing our own goals of starting a family.”

Kara’s smile was nothing compared to the longing in her gaze, and for a few seconds her eyes fell to Lena Kieran’s stomach. Fiercely protective scents came from the alpha and she tried to dial it back with an apologetic slant to her lips. “You can always travel back and forth with the portal watch whenever you like, but Lena is right. It would be wonderful to have you in National City with us.”

“How can I say no to either of you?” Lena Kieran laughed, her bashful smile filled with adoration as she glanced between them. “I’ll pack a bag while you look into finding the right clinic.”

Filled with gratitude and relief, Lena shared a look with the Irish omega and began searching for state-of-the-art facilities closest to their apartment. In the meantime, Kara rushed home via the portal watch to set up a guest room for Lena Kieran.

The next few days were a busy blur of elation and nerves. No one else knew that Lena Kieran was staying with them, and the three of them liked it that way. The privacy meant they could focus on one another, and Lena enjoyed seeing how Kara pampered Lena Kieran in between work and superhero duties. Her alpha went out of her way to bestow gifts on her, too, but they both settled into a routine of doting on the omega.

It only took three days to get an appointment at the best breeding clinic in National City, helped in no small part by Lena’s wealth and Kara’s posturing as Supergirl. They showed up hand-in-hand with Kara’s cape swishing behind her and someone led them straight into the office.

The kind beta introduced herself and only gaped when Supergirl extended her hand to shake it. “Mrs. Luthor-Zor-el, it’s so nice to meet you in person. I’m Doctor Stevenson. We spoke on the phone.”

They hurried through the pleasantries and got right down to the nitty-gritty of their situation with minimal vulnerability on Lena’s part.

It turned out her symptoms with skipped heats were a common problem for many omegas and wasn’t an indicator of something more serious. A few prescriptions were all that was required, but Doctor Stevenson still checked her to be on the safe side and ran bloodwork.

Lena balked when they were shown the biggest breeding phallus made at the clinic, only for Kara to clear her throat and inform them it would be a good start.

They returned home hours later with all they needed and the promise from Doctor Stevenson that she would have a new model customized to Kara’s specifications.

Lena Kieran was waiting for them with a batch of fresh scones and Kara spooned jam and cream onto one for Lena. She should have known something was afoot when Kara proceeded to run her a warm bath to coax her into relaxing before they had even told Lena Kieran about their appointment.

Lena was chest deep in scented bubbles before she knew it, and as her suspicion rose as slowly as the steam that swirled in front of her eyes. She luxuriated a moment longer until she was certain she heard whispering and toweled dry with every intent to ask questions.

“What’s going on?” Lena demanded, her tone clipped and businesslike, in spite of the fluffy robe wrapped around her.

She knew she interrupted something when Kara’s head jerked up and her bright complexion reflected guilt. Lena Kieran fared no better with her own blush, and she swung her eyes to Kara to take the lead as Lena strode over.

“We wanted it to be a surprise and make this a special night where we take care of you,” Kara explained.

Lena Kieran motioned to the piece of furniture they were in the middle of constructing together. Unlit candles sat on the coffee table and the sweet smell of roses came from a giant bouquet that Kara was clumsily trying to hide behind her back. She gave up when Lena crouched down beside her and Kara handed off the flowers with a bright and emotional smile.

“Kara asked if I’d like to be present for your first session, and I told her it would mean the world to me to return the favor after all you’ve done,” Lena Kieran softly stated and directed Lena’s gaze to the item they were building. “This is definitely not a breeding chair, and I think you’re going to love it.”

It was designed like a swing, with a soft leather fabric where Lena could recline. The breeding cocks were all attachable and could be fitted to a machine that would simulate penetration. Kara took pride in setting it all up and then took the liberty of slipping off Lena’s robe.

“You’re going to feel so good with this inside you, Lena. Feel how warm it is when you touch it.” Kara almost sounded breathless as she brought Lena’s hand to the large silicone shaft. She guided Lena’s fist to pump over it and Lena gaped at the slow trickle of lubricant that beaded at the tip and slid down the shaft.

“Help me into the swing,” Lena instructed, the amorous scent of her cunt affecting Kara’s alpha to the point of posturing.

She whimpered at how effortlessly her mate lifted her up and positioned her on her back, pausing to pet her pussy and whisper praises. Kara parted her thighs to strap Lena’s feet into the special stirrups and it spread her legs wide open.

Lena whined at being put on display for Kara and Lena Kieran to admire, and yet perversely loved that she couldn’t conceal the way her entrance clenched in need.

“Rao, you’re so wet and beautifully pink inside, Lena. I can’t wait to see how pretty you’ll look stretched around this cock,” Kara confessed and attached it to the device before she moved it closer. She let the very tip nudge into Lena’s tight opening and used her thumb to caress at Lena’s clit until her breaths were shaky.

“I’m ready, Kara, you can turn it on now,” Lena whispered, lifting her hips to try and push the tip inside the slick cleft of her cunt.

The more she struggled in frustration, the longer Kara waited, and Lena Kieran soothed her by brushing the hair from her cheek. The device clicked on when she finally stilled her hips, and Kara groaned right along with her as the cock pushed forward and penetrated her for the first time. The wide head took three tries to breach through her pussy lips and lubricate her cunt with seed.

“Oh, Kara, it’s so warm,” Lena whimpered from the repeated, soft spurts from the tip. The cock was pumping her full of hot alpha come, and she undulated to make it slide in nice and deep with the head.

“I used my seed for this,” Kara admitted in a breathless whisper and knelt in between Lena’s thighs to watch the close-up. “I think it’s making a big difference. Your pussy is spreading and taking more.”

Lena learned that one of the benefits of this position was just how much seed could pervade her cervix and fill her deep. She whimpered at the noise of sex and the mess of Kara’s come creating a slapping sound against her bare skin. Her thighs slackened involuntarily, and she moaned at her internal relaxation.

“You’re doing so well, baby,” Kara praised in wonder and groaned at the punctuated wet smacks inside of Lena’s cunt. “You look and sound so good. I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

“Fuck, I feel full.” Lena bit her lip until it stung, and her throat trembled from her sharper breaths. “This is what you wanted all along, isn’t it, Kara? To absolutely stretch my pussy and fill it with more seed than I can handle?”

“I’m going to make sure you can handle it.” Kara rubbed at her thighs and calves while witnessing the seed that peeked out of her entrance, like the sweet cream of a dessert. “There’s so much inside you already.”

“Try to keep it all in. The pressure will be startling, but your omega will crave it,” Lena Kieran whispered, coaching Lena through the experience while Kara adjusted the settings.

Instead of retreating for shallow thrusts, the cock kept her tight pussy spread around its base. The gradual plunge pressed into her pussy lips and Lena whimpered at the rhythm that resonated through her clit.

Even with her thighs in such a wide spread her poor cunt felt impossibly strained. The glaze of Kara’s essence was all over her vulva and Lena whined when Kara massaged either side with her thumbs to loosen her more. “You must be so sensitive inside, Lena, your thighs are shaking.”

Lena hadn’t realized, because she was so overwhelmed with pleasure that she ached internally and yet still begged with her scent to continue.

Some part of her responded to the attention she was receiving as if this were her real purpose in life. Not L-Corp, or the Luthor Foundation or being part of the Super Friends. She was born to be bred by Kara Zor-El, and the most important thing she would ever accomplish would be taking her Kryptonian cock.

It was a filthy and absurd idea, one she knew Kara would vehemently dispute, yet with her legs held in stirrups and her cunt soaking with pleasure, all Lena wanted was to be praised for taking cock.


“Please, Kara, I can take more than this,” Lena whimpered, desperate to give herself over completely for Kara’s use.

“You should listen to her, Kara,” Lena Kieran encouraged and cupped at Lena’s breasts so that Kara could lean forward to suck on her nipples.

The added stimulus would have brought Lena’s knees together if they weren’t so spread open, and she groaned when Kara began to swing the seat. The gentle rocking forced the knotted base flush against Lena’s entrance, and she undulated to try and help it fit.

“Slow, Lena, this should be sensual, so your omega welcomes it in the future,” Kara rumbled. Her advice appeared at odds with the jut of her erection that stiffly pressed against her pants.

Lena could see the darker patch of fabric where Kara’s arousal was dampening the material, and her cunt clenched indignantly at being denied the real thing.

The slippery thrusts of the cock were even more pleasurable with another huge spurt of seed in her pussy, and Lena whined as the knotted end pushed in too far. Her cunt started to pulse around it, keeping the thickset base inside her tight inner lips. That was what her body needed—the shaft rubbing into the sensitive little creases deep inside.

Stretched on the girth, she shuddered to a limb-contorting and back-aching climax. “Kara,” Lena cried. “Rut me open. Breed me night and day until your pup is in my womb.”

Kara’s breath seemed to catch in her throat and her eyes became overcast with lust. For a beautiful, heart stopping moment, Lena saw the alpha within Kara rear up before her wife’s senses took over and she stopped herself from lunging. She looked pained by her own urges, fixated entirely on the ravaged colors of Lena’s slick and carnal center.

“Give your omega what she needs, Kara, she’s begging for it,” Lena Kieran pleaded, tipping Lena’s chin up to flaunt the claim on her neck.

The sultry tease of Lena Kieran’s fingertips ghosting over the mark was followed soon after by the omega’s lips as she kissed at it. She wasn’t just provoking Kara into action, she was stoking the desires of Lena’s omega so that she called to her alpha.

Nothing on earth would have been capable of restraining Kara’s cock any longer, and it was a miracle that her pants didn’t fall apart from the heft of it. She tore them off with complete disregard for the fabric and gently pulled the silicone out of Lena before taking its place
between Lena’s legs.

“Over the next few weeks, sex will be different, but this is already more than you’re used to getting.” Kara gave her time to admire the increased girth that hung low between her thighs, so thick it could hardly stand up. Throbbing veins pulsed along the shaft and Kara used her huge glans to stroke up and down over Lena’s quivering slit.

Kara angled her hips to press into Lena’s restricting heat with insistence and hooked her hands on either side of the swing. She pulled Lena onto her cock with a groan so throaty that Lena’s omega instantly submitted.


Spontaneous flutters began all through her cunt, and Lena exhaled a keening, long moan of gratitude. “Yes, yes, fuck me, I don’t want you to ever hold back on me again.”

“I never should have kept this a secret from you, Lena, I should have prepared you like this from the start of our relationship,” Kara rasped, her eyes lidded and glassy as she sank deeper into Lena’s convulsing tunnel.

They started slow, with Kara’s fingers working over Lena’s slippery clit to keep her docile and compliant with pleasure. Each thrust sheathed Kara a little more, until Lena Kieran aided their rhythm by pushing the swing forward. It took the three of them mere minutes to break Lena in, and by then Kara’s alpha had taken the lead. No longer cautious about her girth, Kara rammed it all the way in to bottom out truly.

The rougher strokes sent Lena backwards, and Lena Kieran pushed her forward to keep their pace going. The sound of seed filling up Lena’s cunt was louder than her moans, and she was grateful to be weightless in the swing.

“This isn’t good enough, I want you closer,” Kara growled selfishly and unlaced the straps that held Lena’s legs apart.

Lena whimpered as the leather slipped off her ankles and Kara moved her to the bedroom. “I love you. Put a baby inside me, breed my womb.”

Kara pinned Lena to the mattress on her stomach, prone and face down in a pillow.

Lena grunted, her mouth open and fingers clawing at the sheets to find leverage so she could push herself into Kara’s energetic first thrusts. “Give my cunt everything, Kara. Don’t stop until I’m full of you.”

It was infinitely more intimate with Kara bearing down on her, enveloping her in her heat and scent with every rough glide of her cock. Kara rewarded her filthiest moans with the sharp sting of teeth on her claim.

This was what they both needed, to breed naturally, even if it ached to be stretched. Lena Kieran praised her for being so good for her alpha. “You look beautiful together and you’re going to have so many pups. Kara is going to keep breeding you—”

Lena perspired all down the arch of her back from Kara’s deep pumping, the sex vigorous and long lasting. They rutted in the middle of the bed and Lena Kieran moaned at Kara’s harsh release, which slammed into Lena at speed. The ropes burned against her cervix, warmer than any of the seed that flooded through her canal, and their bodies entwined together in sweat and satisfaction.

Kara grasped at her jaw, holding her through the jerks of her orgasm and ensuring she pounded into the back of Lena’s pussy with hard thrusts. “Good girl, Lena, this is where all of my seed belongs. Deep in your womb.”

Lena’s ragged exhalations were all she could give in agreement. She trembled from the perpetual friction of Kara’s wide brim caressing the velvet lining of her cunt. She was so sensitive and slick inside that it almost felt as though Kara’s shaft was expanding like a knot, and she mewled at the overwhelming pressure.

“Shh now, just breathe,” Lena Kieran whispered, lying on her side to take Lena’s hand and press sweet kisses to her shoulder. “Kara knows what you can endure, and it’s so important to push your limits.”

“You know this is good for you, Lena.” Kara’s insistence was both reaffirming and physical as she rocked her pelvis to push against Lena’s cervix. The alpha’s breath tickled Lena’s cheek as she locked eyes with her, and Lena could feel the excited pulsations of more seed surging into her cunt.

“I’m going to keep doing this over the next few weeks so you can take my real knot,” Kara huffed, intense and completely focused on making Lena climax again. “That’s what you need, isn’t it?”

The internal convulsions would help to draw her seed into Lena’s womb. Kara slid her arm beneath Lena’s agile frame and cupped her pussy firmly, her fingers stroking between her labia when Lena choked out a breathless, “Yes, Kara–”

“I’m so proud of you, baby, and I love that you’re so committed to starting a family with me,” Kara praised, and crooked her fingertips to strum Lena’s aching clit with a touch of speed.


The rapid vibrations condensed in Lena’s loins, and she strained beneath Kara, beautiful and ruined by the pleasure.

Kara’s knot swelled inside of her, and she continued to shake against the bedspread through its entire expansion, hitting orgasm after orgasm and groaning. In the late hours of night, she mellowed into the mattress, falling asleep with Kara inside of her and Lena Kieran next to them.

Her dreams took her from the warmth of the bed into a future time and place with their pups and their family all around. Lena slumbered in peace, walking down the flooded out paths of an Irish garden with two small pups that pointed out frogs in the long grasses.

Those pleasant visions lapsed into a drearier and stormier spectacle, where the children scattered from her and she screamed for Kara.

Her hair plastered to her face in the torrential rain, drowning her and stealing her voice – and she kept moving, one foot in front of the other. The roses in the Irish gardens became a shattered vase of flowers at her feet. She walked through spilled water and glass to an open balcony door with the delayed realization that she was no longer dreaming. Wind blew in on her face, and she took more steps forward, right to the edge of the building.

“Kara,” Lena repeated at the sight of a hunched figure, who was down on her knees in front of the railing.

Blonde hair obscured Kara’s face and Lena gasped at the bloody imprint of hand left behind on the concrete when she reached for her. The broken whisper of her name sounded almost foreign to Lena’s ears and she crouched down to inspect the bruised and battered state of her mate.

“Oh god, what happened, who did this?” Lena demanded in horror, her fingers gentle as they mapped the contours of Kara’s face to assess the damage. Between the cold wind and the tears pooling in her eyes, she could barely see the confusion on Kara’s face behind the grimace of pain.

“Help,” Kara hissed through clenched teeth, her breaths shallow and uneven. It threw Lena into a panic and made her rush forward, grasping at Kara’s waist to assist her into the bedroom. They barely staggered two steps when Kara sank to the ground, her complexion sallow and waxy.

“Kara! Kara? I’ll call Alex, and–”

Supergirl landed so fast on the balcony that her heel crunched a small hole into the foundation. She looked frantic as she ran towards her wife in full hero garb and blurted, “Lena! I heard you screaming from the Tower. What’s wrong?”

Kara’s footsteps faltered when she saw the crumpled heap of herself on the floor.

Lena realized all too late that the alpha between them wasn’t her mate.