C&C

Lunar or Later - Chapter 14

Added 2022-02-01 01:35:13 +0000 UTC

For two months, Lena traveled around Krypton learning all of the traditions of Kara’s culture. She ate cuisine that moved, bubbled, fogged and blurped back at her. Out in the jungle, she came face to face with creatures that seemed to be born of imagination—scraggly beasts that hid in the trees like branches and crawled out onto Lena’s shoulder when she least expected it, phantasmic behemoths with translucent hides and great big teeth, and the smallest insects that sang more beautifully than birds when the sun was high.

During the trip, Lena also discovered the meaning of the pink light on the fertility device, which Kara packed for the trip and carried into their tent one night.

Lena was sitting in front of an artificial fire produced by a compact box, and Kara sat cross-legged beside her to prick her finger with the device. It lit up pink again, and Kara confided that it signified she was pregnant.

Lena had never wanted a family of her own — but finding out that news brought her more joy than she ever thought she was capable of feeling, especially in regard to learning that there was a literal alien growing inside of her stomach.

After she recovered from her initial shock, Lena only experienced a sick sort of dread when she considered making travel arrangements to return home.

“We’re staying on Krypton, just until after the baby is born,” Lena impulsively decided without giving Kara the chance to negotiate and change her mind. “Think of how I was on the journey here. Can you imagine that in reverse with the addition of morning sickness? Not to mention that we don’t know what interstellar travel will do to a baby. There’s simply no way.”

They discussed a plan that involved settling down on Krypton for a period of two years, after which they would return to Earth. Except as time went on, it became apparent that their stay on Krypton would be unexpectedly long. Lena kept finding herself pregnant — not once, or twice, but three times. It reminded Lena of the phrase “three under three” from some horrible mommy melodrama that she tuned into one day when she was hungover in college.

After their third pup was born, Lena realized that she needed to impose some rules on Kara.

“Don’t come near me. You’re going to have to sleep in a separate bed for at least six months, and, if you go into rut, I’m sending you back to Earth by yourself until the rest of us are ready to join you.”

“You don’t mean that,” Kara insisted with the barest hint of hurt on her face. It was either from the thought of sleeping alone, or from their eldest, Zai, who was tugging violently at her ear to get her attention.

Kara held him in one arm, his little feet gleefully kicking her in the ribs as he tried to wiggle his way around to peer at his sister.

Elle was draped over Kara’s shoulder, gurgling and drooling down her shirt.

By all rights, the sight of that should have killed Lena’s libido for years to come, and yet her omega begged to differ. Lena swaddled their smallest bundle of joy, Luna, and protectively cuddled the newborn in front of her chest when Kara caught the unmistakable scent of her attraction.

“Oh, I do mean it, because this is what happens when I don’t, and I would like to actually return to Earth sometime this century,” Lena ranted, grappling with her frustration to ward off her own ridiculous hormones that were contradicting her every word.

She backed herself away from Kara and held Luna in her outstretched arms like a bad actress waving a cross at a vampire.

Kara peered at her reproachfully and Lena resisted the immature urge to hiss when the alpha encroached on her space. She would have spent the rest of the evening avoiding the alpha if she could have, except she was honestly incapable of being separated from Kara for more than a few hours. She pouted at her defeat, which consisted of Kara leaning forward with a smile that predictably disarmed her defenses.

“I hate you,” Lena whispered out of love.

“I know, and I love you too,” Kara retorted, her pleased pheromones interrupted by the pungent aroma of a diaper desperately in need of changing.

Even that didn’t stop the alpha from kissing her first, and Lena moaned, despite the sudden pain of a small fist tangling in her hair.

Zai held on with all his might and Kara extracted his fingers one by one with an apologetic slant to her lips.

“I can’t wait for him to outgrow his grabby phase.” Lena sighed, cupping one of his chubby cheeks to see his whole face light up with love.

At two years old, Zai had the beginnings of teeth and a limited vocabulary that revolved around the foods he liked, vehicles that zoomed, and animals. He could already sing some songs and communicate most of his wants.

“He does have an unusually strong grip for a two-year-old,” Kara noted, reeking of pride as she peeled Zai’s little fingers from her own ponytail. “He’s advanced for his age.”

That much proved to be true when Zai was accepted to the best pre-school on Krypton and began a never-ending babble on different subjects.

Exactly two years later, he won an award for his tiny tot ambassadorship between Kryptonian and earthling children. By that time, Luna was old enough to travel, and Kara was desperate to stop using the entire range of Kryptonian contraceptives to avoid another surprise.

In the middle of winter, Lena packed up all of the children for their first trip to Earth and Kara took great delight in flinging out whole boxes of condoms and suppressor gels.

They took an afternoon flight, and all three kids squealed in glee and stared out at the beautiful cosmos in awe. Lena burrowed herself into two blankets and Kara and took a sleeping pill for the horrible journey.

Over the course of their stay on Krypton, they established their own family company that acted in partnership with Spherical Industries and served many of the same intergalactic clients. Two weeks before the move, Lena purchased a house outside of National City where they could be close to their place of work.

Soon after their landing, they burst through the doors of their new home with the same energy as a bunch of piranhas cleaning through bones in mere seconds.

The moment Lena opened up Doris’ little carrier, the fully grown cat ran up the stairs to hide from the chaos.

Elle and Zai ripped open their suitcases to get at their high-tech gadgets and toys, and while the kids played and made a mess of the living room, Kara shut the door and backed Lena into a countertop in the kitchen.

A few solid years of being cautious had been way too many, and Kara’s alpha made sexual demands of Lena’s omega. Their relationship had evolved a lot during their marriage--with Lena learning much more about herself and accepting certain desires she didn’t realize she had before. She loved when Kara’s strength and dominant traits shined through, and she gave in shamefully fast as Kara positioned her. The one hindrance to continuing was the fact that they didn’t have any curtains at the back of the house yet and Lena made eye contact with their new neighbors through their huge bay window.

“Kara, hold on a second,” Lena whimpered, her hands slapping the countertop for support as Kara greedily palmed her ass and worked Lena’s skirt up to her hips.

“I’ve waited long enough, and you need this from me,” Kara asserted, confident and clueless as she brought her hand to Lena’s breast and fondled her over her shirt.

The move admittedly evoked a moan from Lena, and a deep and terrible shame at the judgmental way the neighbor appeared to gasp in appalled shock. It didn’t stop the nosy bitch from staring though, and her presence forced Lena to shove Kara’s hand out of sight.

“The neighbors are watching, we can’t,” Lena whined, her omega far too amenable to put on a show as Kara’s cock prodded at her panties.

It gave Lena the impression that her mate would have quite happily mounted her in front of the whole street if it meant she didn’t have to use condoms.

If not for a thunderous crash of something catastrophic happening in the living room, Lena might have presented for Kara regardless of the witness to her debauchery.

“Kara–” Lena choked out, her parental instincts overriding her libido as panic flushed the arousal from her system.

The alpha zipped up her pants and flew through the door so fast that Lena felt delayed in following her.

In the middle of a giant smoldering mess and completely unscathed was Luna, clutching a prototype of their new device that they had brought with them to show Jack. It looked reminiscent of a dinosaur, with a chunky body and metal scales that fanned out around its head.

“What happened?” Lena gasped, grateful at how quickly Kara lifted their two-year-old to wipe the smoky smudges off her cheeks.

“She wanted to play with it,” Zai explained, his guilty eyes downcast as Lena squinted at her son suspiciously.

“You know this isn’t one of your toys,” Lena countered, gathering up the rest of their equipment that was somehow unboxed and scattered around like confetti. Her distressed scent called to Kara, who was having a tug-of-war fight with Luna in an attempt to take the device out of her little hands.

“Human children are very flammable. You have to be extremely careful on Earth.” Kara informed their kids, much to Lena’s chagrin, and finally wrenched their prototype free of Luna’s grasp. She held it up like a prize as Luna began to wail, and Lena hid it somewhere safe upstairs and out of their children’s reach.

When she came back down, Kara had herded the kids into the kitchen for a snack. They all sat at a table of their own size, nibbling ‘burst berries’ they packed from their Kryptonian home. The fruits exploded in a variety of colors on their tongues, and Luna giggled as her older siblings showed off the shades of magenta and turquoise in their mouths.

It occurred to Lena, probably much later than it should have, that her children would have to go through the same stages of adapting to earth customs that Kara had gone through.

For every lesson they had given their children, Lena noted there was ten more things they hadn’t taught or explained. Like wall outlets, which were too primitive for her children’s understanding.

Lena knew they were going to have problems when Zai removed one of the protective coverings from the wall and grabbed the wires inside as though he expected them to be some kind of candy string.

“But these look like the ones from the store,” Elle argued reasonably, comparing between the strawberry ropes Kara purchased and the red wires that would have been hazardous to any normal Earth child.

Lena suspected she would be spending a lot of time preventing her children from making mistakes that resulted in loss of life, limb and property.

A moment of crisis came one afternoon soon after the move when Andrea invited them all over for a playdate.

Andrea and Jack had gotten together shortly after Lena and Kara’s wedding, and they lived in a waterfront mansion with Remi, their only child.

Andrea snickered after Lena explained she had three in her short absence from earth. “You must be exhausted. Why don’t you bring your three around for a visit first and we’ll catch up?”

It happened to be a snowy afternoon when they traveled up to Andrea and Jack’s home, all dressed in puffy coverall suits, heavy coats, hats and mittens.

Andrea opened the door with all the flare of a woman who had been practicing her best arrogant smile and offered it to Lena before she flung herself at Kara. She kissed both of the alpha’s cheeks before linking their arms and guiding her through the door with total disregard for Lena and the children. “It’s so good to see you in person instead of a hologram! Come in, you must be freezing.”

Lena rolled her eyes at Andrea’s sleek dress and disturbingly long painted nails, and then helped Luna up the steps by taking her little hands. Her youngest happily jumped up them one at a time while Zai and Elle rushed after Kara. They almost collided into Jack’s legs as he strode out to greet Lena with the same bright smile as always.

“I was afraid you’d cancel your trip again, but here you are, finally,” Jack gushed, bending to lift Luna into his arms with all the grace of a father who was accustomed to carrying around his child. He pulled Lena into a one armed hug and laughed as Luna grabbed a fistful of his beard.

“How did you get so big already?” Jack asked, making his moustache wiggle like a caterpillar, much to Luna’s amusement. She giggled when he pretended to eat her little fingers and he led them into his lavish home like years hadn’t gone by.

“I wasn’t just popping out kids to avoid coming back, you know,” Lena argued, falling back into her natural habits as she slapped Jack on the arm.

“Weren’t you?” Jack teased, his amusement making his eyes twinkle. He turned to wave over his son and set Luna down to let them come face to face. “Remi, these are your new cousins - Luna, Elle and Zai. Why don’t you show them what you’ve been building in the garden?”

“Is it a robot?” Zai asked Remi excitedly, his enthusiasm for the construction of anything making Kara beam with pride.

It wasn’t, in fact, a robot.

Lena watched from the kitchen window as her children all stood around in perplexed silence and stared at the small, misshapen snowman that Remi and Jack had built. It wore a scarf and a hat, with a carrot for its nose and long twigs stuck out awkwardly as arms.

Lena missed part of the commotion outside due to Kara’s proximity and leaned into her mate affectionately while Andrea poured her a glass of wine. She was three sips in when she heard the little chorus of surprised ooo’s from outside and realized that Remi had snatched the carrot off the snowman to take a bite.

“No,” Lena whispered into her drink, her eyes widening as Zai grabbed for one of the snowman’s branch arms and snapped it in half to share with Elle. He had crunched his way through it by the time Lena sprinted into the garden, and by then, Luna had one of the snowman’s pebbles in her mouth.

“Darling, that’s not a sweet, spit it out.” Lena held her hand out and Luna recoiled with her jaws shut and tried to toddle off.

Lena wrangled her baby in both arms and pried her small mouth open, oblivious to the look of shock horror on Andrea’s face. Kara took the sticks from their older two and bent down to their level to tell them about the tradition of building snowmen.

“I blame Lena’s gene pool,” Andrea whispered to Jack from a place on the porch, where she must have thought she wouldn’t be overheard. “Did you see the way that little one just shoved that rock right into her mouth? You had better go and lift the dog’s bowls off the floor—”

Lena caught wind of the snide comment and saw how a frown formed on Jack’s face. He didn’t listen to his mate and instead strode down the steps to help Lena.

“Do you all like mints?” Jack offered in his thicker accent and popped the top on a small container of TicTacs, which he shook out into three sets of mittens for Zai, Elle and Remi.

Luna stuck out her hands last, and Lena smiled in thanks as Jack pulled out a tiny candy cane, which was better suited for her youngest.

“Tastes cool and somehow spicy,” Zai commented, looking up at Kara with a delighted grin that reminded Lena of her mate.

“Just wait until you try cinnamon buns and donuts,” Kara told him, clapping him on both shoulders out of pride. “I’ve really missed those over the last couple of years.”

“I put in a special order with your favorite bakery,” Andrea bragged and slipped her arms into a designer snow jacket to join them all in the yard.

“You know what I’ve missed? Snowball fights,” Lena slyly considered, already bending down to shape a snowball from the fresh and compactable stuff. “They can regulate the weather on Krypton, so we don’t have to deal with extreme temperatures, whether cold or hot.”

She peered over at Andrea for a long, hard moment and then lobbed her snowball straight at her nemesis’ chest.

Over the past few years, Lena forgot her petty hatred of Andrea, but being around her again brought back old memories. Her first act of war set off a chain reaction and her kids scrambled to grab at the snow and participate in the fun.

Remi ripped the head off his snowman and threw it his own mother, and Jack kept his son in good supply by repeatedly passing him snowballs.

Everyone was dressed for the cold weather and none of them seemed to feel it much, except for Andrea, who shrieked in protest, “NO, no, put down the snowballs! I hate winter!”

Kara and Lena’s kids darted around tossing them at each other and at Remi, their joyful laughter continuing despite Andrea’s freak-out.

Lena patted them on the back as they passed and grinned at Kara, who placed Luna onto her shoulders to give her an advantage against the bigger kids.

“You okay up there?” Kara asked the little one and passed her the snowballs to gleefully chuck at her siblings.

“MORE SNOW!” Luna shouted like a hyped-up commander.

Lena chuckled at her children and smirked when she saw that Jack had cornered Andrea with the snowman’s body, holding it precariously for launch.

“Jack—I swear to god, if you hit me with that, there will be no snow-blowing later,” Andrea threatened, too chicken to step out from behind the deck where she was trapped.

To his credit, Jack did appear to falter, though not for long as Zai began a chant that all the children participated in with enthusiasm. “Throw it, throw it, throw it!”

Lena’s pride brought a beaming smile to her lips and she turned her face up for a kiss only to discover her mate was chanting along with them. Jack might have been losing out on some oral affection, but Lena was going to make sure that Kara got a lot of it later.

With all the yelling and laughter, Jack half shrugged at Andrea’s indignant stench and mischievously dropped the body of the snowman over her head. It broke apart beautifully, clinging to her hair and eyelashes and leaving her every bit as powdered white as the donuts she ordered for Kara.

Andrea’s scream was delayed, and she stormed into the house, leaving chunks of snow in her wake as she hissed spitefully, “You can sleep in the guest room tonight!” She stopped Jack in his tracks by closing the door so that he couldn’t follow her, and for a moment, Lena felt awful.

Jack hung his head in embarrassment, and Lena would have comforted him, except Zai and Remi reached Jack first. They cheered and clapped like he was a hero and their excited chatter brought a dopey smile back to Jack’s face.

“Who is ready to warm up with a mug of hot cocoa?” Jack asked the kids and laughed when everyone, including Kara, stuck their hands up.

“I’ve really missed you two and all of your shenanigans,” Jack confided once they were back inside and huddled around the kitchen island.

Lena helped him with the hot cocoa prep and Kara entertained the kids with a can of whipped cream, holding it up and squirting little dollops of it into their waiting mouths.

“We’ve missed you too, Jack, even though I’ll probably always question your sanity, since you’ve ended up with Andrea. How the hell did that even happen?”

The words were no sooner out of Lena’s mouth than the witch herself walked in with freshly done makeup and a new dress that showed off her voluptuous figure. If the cut was any lower, she could have breastfed a newborn without the need to move any fabric.

“Well, that answers that question,” Lena deadpanned, aware of the way Jack’s jaw slackened at the sight of his mate.

Andrea purposefully ignored him and sidled up to Kara with several boxes of baked goods that she opened for the alpha and held just below her breasts. “Everything you like to eat and all for you.”

Andrea’s flirtatious scent riled Lena’s omega, and she scoffed around a mug of cocoa, “Unless I’m in there, I doubt it.”

Kara responded to her comment with a rich scent that circulated around the kitchen.

After having protected sex for such a long time, Kara’s pheromones thickened with the strong demand to breed her cunt, and it was obvious to all of the adults in the room.

Lena didn’t even have the chance to get jealous, because Andrea backed off to cough by the door and Jack wandered over to pat her on the back.

“I forgot to tell you that my mother wants to take the kids tonight,” Lena casually intoned and flicked her eyelashes in Andrea’s direction to ensure the bitch was suffering after hitting on Kara and making Jack miserable.

“That will give us the chance to unpack,” Kara considered, like she was oblivious to the implications in her pheromones. She shimmy-danced in joy as she lifted the lid on a box of donuts and held them out in front of her three tiny Kryptonians and Remi.

By the time the four kids selected theirs, Kara had two left—a strawberry glazed and a powdered donut, which she bit into with glee.

There was nothing cuter than the sight of her kids lined up next to Kara, munching happily at baked goods. Luna’s face was covered in sticky jam afterwards, and Lena swept in with a napkin ready to wipe it off.

“Mama, can I please have some more?” Luna pouted, reaching her small hands out, even as Lena continued to rub at her messy little cheeks.

“I want another one,” Kara whispered, except she wasn’t referring to the donuts.

Elle helpfully grabbed a second box and held it up to Kara. “I like this Earth food, but why is there a hole in it?”

“So you can hold more than one at a time,” Kara explained and stacked three donuts on her middle finger to nibble.

Lena immediately thought of sex and her lips parted in the softest whine that she repressed by glancing back at Andrea.

Just being around her old enemy was a better form of birth control than any of the products on Krypton—not that they had any need to use contraceptives for the foreseeable future. She reminded herself of that at every opportunity and slipped into fantasies of spending the whole night breeding. That sustained her for about twenty minutes until they were all seated in front of the fireplace in the living room and Andrea hit them with a big surprise that she hadn’t seen coming.

“Since your mother is taking your whole soccer team for the night, I’ve contacted our usual babysitter to take care of Remi. I thought it would be great to get together with our friends from Spherical Industries.”

Lena began shaking her head to decline, though it was Jack’s hopeful scent that gave her pause. She pitied him and the kind of night he would have alone with his wife.

Kara nodded to accept the invitation before Lena re-think it or come up with a valid excuse.

“We really do need to unpack, but I guess we can do it in the morning,” Lena grunted quietly, even if it dampened her mood.

Around four o’clock in the afternoon, they drove back home to get ready, and found Lillian already waiting in their living room to gather her grandchildren.

“My, my, look how big you’ve all gotten since I last saw you at Christmas time,” Lillian drawled and held out her arms to collect all three pups. “Now, someone tell me the square root of 784.”

“28,” Zai parroted off, always eager to demonstrate his knowledge of math. “Give me a hard one!”

“Why is the surface of Mars red?” Lillian demanded with the seriousness of a drill sergeant.

“From iron oxide!” Elle exclaimed and placed her hands on hips in imitation of Kara.

“And who is the best, wisest and most beautiful grandmother you’ll find on Earth?” Lillian prompted, narrowing one eye at Luna to make it clear the question was for her.

“You-ooo-you!” Luna pointed and clapped her hands together, taking pride in her sing-song answer.

“Three out of three,” Lillian announced and lifted her hand for high-fives. “You’re all very clever.”

Lena chuckled at her mother’s unusual way of greeting the kids and wandered off to get their bags for the night.

While she was gone, Lillian doted on her daughter-in-law, complimenting Kara’s newest inventions and muscle tone.

It was a miracle when Lena finally got all three of her babies packed up in her mother’s car and kissed them goodnight. Kara became a little teary eyed while waving to them but smiled through her mixed emotions as Lillian drove off.

“Did I ever tell you how adorable it is that you still get choked up when our parents take the kids for one night?” Lena asked, smiling from love and from personal reflection.

She never thought she would be in this situation with any alpha, let alone a Kryptonian that she once hated, and she still sometimes struggled to wrap her head around the fact that she had three whole kids.

“I just love them so much and they’re growing up fast.” Kara grinned while wiping at the corners of her eyes and then wandered over to hold Lena.

They embraced for a minute on the driveway, and it was all so innocent until they began to kiss. Kara’s hands slid down to cup her ass cheeks, and then up again to palm at her breasts.

At the house next door, Lena spotted the same neighbor who had seen them together in the kitchen. The old woman was slack jawed and clutching her bag of groceries like a shield.

“We’d better go inside now and get dressed, or we’re going to receive a complaint from the Homeowners association,” Lena warned and disentangled Kara’s arms from her before her mate unhooked her bra and bent her over right there in the driveway.

Jack and Andrea were supposed to pick them up at six o’clock, and Lena felt a certain amount of pressure to look just as good as she had years ago. She imposed sanctions on Kara and shooed her off to the kids’ bathroom while she took the en suite in the master.

For months, Lena had been saving a dress for a special occasion, which she assumed would be their first date back on Earth. The light-spun material was sourced on another planet and the color was as green and as lucid as her eyes. The semi-intelligent threads could shape to her figure, and tonight they formed an off-the-shoulder garment that fit her like flowing water.

She knew it was the right choice when she walked into the living room with her clutch purse and immediately gave Kara a hard-on.

“Why don’t we make different plans with our friends? We’ve had a long day,” Kara reasoned without any tact and made a beeline for Lena. She was growling so quietly it almost
resembled Doris purring, even though she postured like an alpha in rut.

Kara was so close to touching her that the heat of her palms sent a pleasurable shiver down Lena’s spine and she evaded her mate with a quick step to look out the window. “I can’t remember the last time we got to go on a date without the kids. It would be rude if we canceled now, and we deserve some fun, don’t we?”

“Fun, yes, a lot of it,” Kara reiterated like she was finding it hard to function in Lena’s presence. She didn’t try to hide her lust and went so far as to wrap her arms around Lena’s waist so that her cock pressed into Lena’s backside.

The subtle grind of Kara’s hips influenced Lena’s omega, and her wanton scent wafted in the air as Jack pulled up outside.

Kara’s fingers were skimming the hem of her dress, and Lena was tempted to let her mate feel her up a minute longer just to ensure she stayed riled for the drive. With Kara so sexually focused on her, there was no way the alpha would even glance at Andrea.

“They’re here,” Lena whispered, breathless with her own anticipation of teasing Kara for the rest of the night.

She let Kara feel how wet her panties were and then shoved her mate’s hand aside to open the door. It wasn’t particularly fair, but God was it worth it to see Kara stride to the car like she was on a mission.

The ride to the bar was a constant battle to keep Kara’s hand above her knee and off her tits, and the more her alpha tried, the hotter Lena got. It was bringing back memories of how their relationship had started in the lab, and her promiscuous scent brought out Kara’s possessive tendencies.

“How the hell do you have three children and still look like that?” Mike blurted the second the four of them strolled into the bar.

Lena blushed in spite of the way everyone gawked at her and Kara slung an arm around her proudly.

“She’s amazing, and our children are the best,” Kara boasted, unaware of how arrogant that statement would have sounded coming from another person.

“Drinks?” Jack asked while everyone greeted them, and Lena motioned to the bar like she was going to accompany him.

Lena pored over the menu and ordered a drink that sounded like it was more fruit juice than booze.

“Ah, there it is,” Jack muttered and vaguely gestured in front of him at the bar. “It might not be much, but the old Lena would have ordered something stronger.”

Lena raised her brow at him, and as soon as the bartender pushed drinks their way, she took Jack’s and dumped it into her own.

Jack appeared to be scandalized by her theft and lifted his empty glass like he might try to lick up the last drop.

“At least I know I’m not currently pregnant,” Lena considered and savored the smooth flavors of her beverage. “I fully intend to enjoy this reunion.”

She didn’t even care that Kara wasn’t by her side, or that Andrea took that chance to pull her mate onto the dance floor.

Lena normally would have minded more, but Kara’s eyes continued to wander and find her. It must have been difficult for Kara, getting waylaid by their former colleagues, and Lena could tell that brief separation was causing even more sexual frustration.

“Well, if it isn’t Lena Luthor,” James chuckled as he stepped over to the bar, sank onto the stool next to Lena, and opened his arms to give her a hug. “I honestly didn’t expect to see you at this event.”

“That’s funny, I was pretty sure Andrea planned this whole thing because of me and Kara.” Lena glanced over to the dance floor, where Andrea practically had her mate in a headlock during a faster song.

“Oh,” James blinked and acknowledged Kara with a wave and a low laugh. “It’s so cool that you both decided to come together. When Andrea told me your marriage was on the rocks, I assumed she meant you were going through an ugly divorce or something. We’ve been talking about how to handle the financial impact, since we do so much business with your company.”

Lena sucked her cheek and turned to glower at Andrea with a spiteful scent all around her.

“No, they’re not going through a divorce,” Jack corrected and attempted to dispel some of Lena’s rage fumes with his own mellow and apologetic aroma. “God, Kara and Lena are the most solid couple I know, and their company Super Corpcouldn’t be performing any better.”

“Boys, if you’ll please excuse me,” Lena muttered and slid off her stool to march to the center of the dance floor.

It figured Andrea would start a baseless rumor, even after all of those years. Some people never changed, and apparently Andrea could evolve only so much, like that one turd-like Pokémon that her son caught in one of his video games.

Kara’s eyes were already tracking her and Lena exuded sexual confidence in the exaggerated sway of her hips. She stalked straight up to Andrea and then bumped her out of the way so that Kara’s arms could encircle her waist.

“You know the first dance should always be mine,” Lena lilted, deciding then and there that she wouldn’t ruin their night with Andrea’s fabrications. She would fill Kara in later, after the alpha had filled her all night long.

“I’ll make it up to you,” Kara immediately promised, sincere and thoroughly captivated by the sensual friction of their bodies.

The solid girth of Kara’s cock was the correct response to her provocative gyrations, and Lena smirked at how erect her mate became in a matter of seconds.

“Oh, you’ve got that right. Maybe I’ll let you start now.”

Lena turned from Kara and used her backside to glide along the tent in her pants, defiantly staring at Andrea when her mate’s hand deviated to graze the side of her breast.

Andrea must have noticed that Kara was stiff, because the envious and acrid reek of her omega filtered through the dance floor. People maneuvered away from her, and Lena tipped her head up to flaunt the claim on her throat.

Kara clasped her by the chin, guiding their mouths together for a heated kiss that was more befitting new lovers than a married couple. Their passion for one another had never waned, and Lena drove it home by allowing Kara to grab at her ass.

It could have been an oncoming heat that put her in such a lustful mood, or the long years she denied Kara the right to release inside of her, but they didn’t last long on the dance floor. She led her mate towards the back of the bar and into a place that looked like a vacant cloakroom.

“You can’t be in my cunt until we’re at home, but there are other things we can do to tide ourselves over in the meantime.” Lena smoothed her hands over her mate’s crisp shirt and tugged a few of the buttons free. She exposed Kara’s abs just to run her hands all over them.

“Lena, what if we – what if we’re just super fast and quiet?” Kara stuttered out a groan that was too loud and ruined the point she wanted to make.

Lena lowered her pants and stroked her cock through the layer of her boxers. “What if you’re super fast and you give me a preview of what I can expect for later?”

She believed she was going to get her way until Kara shook her head and slipped her hands underneath her dress.

“I’ve waited years for this privilege, Lena, and as much as I understand why you want to wait until we get home, it’s time that I remind you how good it feels when I’m breeding your cunt.”

Kara took advantage of her superior strength and grip and pulled Lena’s panties down her legs, bending over to help her step out of them. She tucked the material into her pocket, then gestured for Lena to turn around.

Kara seated herself on top of a chair that had been tucked in the cloakroom for storage. They could still hear the music, and Lena bit her lip as Kara looked at her expectantly.

“Still like what you see after all of these years of marriage?” Lena quipped and arched her eyebrow, asking other silent questions.

“Maybe you could show off just a little,” Kara suggested and placed an arm over the back of her chair, getting comfortable despite the distinct outline of an erection in her pants. “I liked your moves out on the dance floor.”

Lena grinned at what Kara was implying and stepped forward to rock her hips in a continuation of her earlier dance. “These moves?” She questioned just to be sure, hesitating just shy of where Kara sat with her legs partly spread and her cock pressing hard at the seams of her boxers.

Kara’s affirmative growl brought a blush to Lena’s cheeks, and she coyly glanced over her shoulder to see the hunger in her mate’s gaze. Kara was fixated on her ass and Lena made sure to back into her just enough to give Kara reason to hold onto her waist.

Lena closed her eyes to focus on the provocative tease she was providing and sensually rubbed herself over Kara’s erection with a sultry reminder, “Lap dances have rules, Kara. You can’t touch me anywhere else yet.”

“You taught me that rules are meant to be broken,” Kara groaned and pulled Lena onto her lap so that she had no choice but to dance against her.

The sexual gyration had Kara huffing excitedly at Lena’s neck and she tugged the fabric of her dress up to glimpse at Lena’s bare backside.

“Knowing you’re this desperate to get inside my cunt makes me feel sexy,” Lena admitted, settling her weight on Kara’s lap to rub herself over the alpha’s cock.

The rigid heat created wonderful friction and Lena rocked her slit over Kara’s length. Her arousal stroked the Kara’s shaft and turned the white boxers almost translucent with slick.

Lena admired the straining erection with undeniable lust and murmured, “Maybe I should make you wear protection on a semi-regular basis just to keep you wanting.”

She wasn’t sure if she had said the right thing or the wrong thing when Kara let out an impatient and huffy grunt and pushed her off her lap.

The move surprised Lena, and she whimpered when Kara immediately grabbed her by the wrist and raised her dress up around her hips.

“No more contraceptives, Lena, it’s my right as your alpha to feel you.” Kara’s possessive traits turned Lena on, and she whined as the alpha palmed at her ass with a firm hand. The sudden, girthy intrusion of Kara’s cock forced a moan out of Lena and she gasped as Kara tugged her back down to sit on it fully.

She was side-saddle with her legs draped over Kara’s thigh, and the intense spread of her labia left her clitoris protruding.

Kara held her steady and clasped her jaw to bring her in for a heated kiss that left no room for argument. She took control of Lena’s body and began to bounce her on her cock, making sure she stayed deep as she drank down Lena’s moans.

The wet slap of her pussy sinking onto Kara’s erection said how much she enjoyed the rough handling. Tiny tremors of need rippled through Lena, starting with her cunt as it massaged Kara’s length in gratitude.

She held onto her mate, curling her fingers into the wisps of blonde hair at the base of her neck, and shuddered as Kara parted her thighs to play with her clit.

Kara was in command of their sexual relationship, and from years of experience, she knew just when to put an end to Lena’s teasing, and the precise series of touches that would result in maximum pleasure.

The loops around her clit coincided with lazy thrusting, and Lena tucked her feet against Kara’s legs to hold her balance as her mate changed speed.

“I want your teeth on my throat, for you to pin me down and pull my hair.” Lena whispered her requests and tingles sparked up her spine at Kara’s hand in her hair, grabbing near to the roots.

In their marriage, she felt safe begging for Kara to dominate her. Though it had taken her a while to truly open up about all of her sexual desires, Kara was always willing to indulge her whims. They were remarkably well suited as mates, with the majority of their kinks matched. Kara loved to demonstrate her power and strength, and nothing made Lena wetter than her alpha in total control.

Kara forced her head back to expose her throat and traced the imprint of Lena’s claim with the tip of her tongue. She nipped at it roughly, grunting at the spasm it caused in Lena’s cunt. “You’re going to spend all night learning how to take my knot again, Lena. I don’t care if the neighbors know it.”

The promise of being railed for hours excited Lena’s omega and she perfumed the coat room with an amorous and pleading scent.

Kara charged her hips harder in response, her alpha making statements about seeding Lena’s cunt. The brutal pace jostled Lena and Kara took advantage by pushing her dress off one shoulder to suck on Lena’s nipples.

“Yes, fuck me, let everyone know my cunt is yours,” Lena cried out, her raunchy moans fading into the loud music beyond the room.

Some depraved part of her wanted Andrea to catch them so she could look her in the eye while Kara ravaged her completely. The idea of it was enough to tip her over the edge and she convulsed in Kara’s arms while her cunt pulsed hotly.

Lena wanted Kara inside her as much as possible while the bitch was in their vicinity, and the only way it would happen was if she left her mate frustrated. She knew Kara was near her climax due to the slam of her hips, and just as her mate stiffened, Lena stood abruptly.

The loss of her cunt put a stop to Kara’s pleasure and the alpha’s stunned face gave Lena instant regret. She recovered as the barest dribble of seed leaked from Kara’s tip, and Lena shimmied her dress down as she tried to catch her breath. “God, that felt amazing. Thank you, darling.”

Kara’s mouth formed silent words that never made it out, and she gawked at Lena as she swayed her way out of her reach.

The overpowering reek of frustration nearly dropped Lena to her knees and she felt her cunt clench when Kara tried to call her back with claim pheromones.

“We’ve been gone too long. Everyone will think we left and we only just got here,” Lena uttered, placating Kara with the truth while the alpha stuffed her cock back into her pants.

Kara was handsome when she looked sexually aggressive, the set of her strong jaw and the square of her shoulders demanding Lena’s respect as her alpha.

God, Lena would have presented right there on the filthy floor if she didn’t have a point to make, and she laced her fingers through Kara’s and dragged her back to the bar.

From the interesting mix of expressions on their colleagues’ faces, everyone knew that they had snuck off to bone.

Andrea stared her down in livid disgust and waited until she returned to her seat to comment on their actions.

“Spreading your legs in a bar is so classy, Lena.”

“And you would be the expert on class as a gold digger who just married Jack for his company and his trust fund.” Lena returned her arch nemesis’ glare, feeling empowered by the confrontation and Kara’s amorous scent on her skin.

“You forgot to mention my other non-liquid assets, like my stock portfolio,” Jack added, his lips slanting in a self-deprecating smile. “Andrea is more partial to liquidity though. Sucks that up through a straw. Just last week I bought her three new purses and a pair of shoes that cost as much as my car.”

“God, Jacky, what has this demon done to you?” Lena lamented and pushed a shot towards him in pity.

“Captured my heart,” Jack admitted and placed a moustached kiss on Andrea’s hand. “I tried to take it back, but I think she’s hid it among all of the jewelry and shoes and other useless shit she makes me buy.”

Andrea straightened her neck and haughtily brushed the hair from her shoulder. “We have the perfect marriage. It’s founded on honesty and shared values.”

Jack nodded and continued to clutch at Andrea’s hand. “I value regular physical affections, and Andrea values Prada, Gucci, and the other brand with the bizarre-looking symbols—”

“Louis Vuitton,” Andrea supplied, patting him on the knee for his partially correct response.

Lena assessed that in spite of Andrea’s long-lasting desire to drive a wedge between her and Kara, there was some kind of weird bond between her and Jack. She couldn’t say if it was love on Andrea’s part, but maybe a fondness for their arrangement of convenience.

Later that night, when they wandered outside to find Jack’s car, she spotted Andrea checking him and Kara out, and just rolled her eyes instead of feeling another extreme burst of jealousy that wouldn’t abate.

Thirty minutes later, Lena hurried up the icy driveway with Kara skidding after her faster than if she wore ice skates. They had been handsy in the car, and she sensed Kara’s patience dwindling to an all-time low.

The door was still partly open with the key in the lock when Kara unfastened the back of her dress, not even allowing her to make it past the threshold.

The fabric slid off her and Kara ripped her belt through its loops, hooking it around Lena’s waist and bending her forward. It provided something to grip as Kara growled her onto all fours.

“You’re not even taking me to the bedroom?” Lena gasped, not from the chill in the air, but the smack to her backside. She thought it was unintentional until Kara did it again and then soothed the reprimanding sting by squeezing her cheek.

Slick trickled between her parted pussy lips, giving away her arousal at being made to present right there in the foyer.

“You teased me for hours. You’re lucky we made it home, because I wasn’t sure if we would,” Kara accused, her gruff tone doing a number on Lena’s senses.

Her omega prickled with sexual submission, and Kara appraised her with one hand on her cunt. She delivered a series of softer smacks to leave Lena breathless, smearing the natural lubricant over her cock before driving it into Lena’s excited entrance.

The velocity of Kara’s strokes had Lena keening into her forearm, and when she reached between her legs to stimulate her clit, the alpha moved her hand away.

“Not yet, this time I get to come first,” Kara asserted, not for one second ready to deny Lena her pleasure, but still so worked up from the lap dance that she couldn’t resist.

Kara’s dominance tightened Lena’s channel and the alpha held her steady by the belt as her thighs battered into Lena’s backside.

The perpetual jolt forward made the penetration greater every time Kara yanked her back. It was the push and pull of their momentum that quickened Lena’s moans and left her glossy between the thighs.

“Please,” Lena whined, her quads tensing and arms shaking as she tried to resist the carnal satisfaction that Kara was delivering. The higher she whined, the faster Kara humped into her and Lena strained as bliss began to tingle through her limbs. “Kara, I’m so close.”

“You have to wait,” Kara rumbled, giving Lena a taste of the sweet hell she had put her through.

Kara released her hold on the belt to thread her fingers into Lena’s hair instead. She forced her further down into a bend that was perfect for breeding and bottomed out like she was trying to get her pregnant.

The combination of Kara physically overpowering her while barking orders would be her undoing, and Lena’s cunt was on the verge of blissful spasm as she whimpered, “Please Daddy, let me come.”

It was a phrase she had long since learned worked for many things, and Kara proved her right by jolting forward with a guttural grunt. She flooded Lena’s cunt with ropes of thick seed, jerking against her with airy growls that tapered away as she kissed and bit at Lena’s neck.

“Now we can continue in the bedroom,” Kara whispered, not bothering to pull out as she scooped Lena into her arms. She held Lena precariously on the solid length of her cock and still managed to grope at her tits as she moved them into the master suit.

Doris squeaked to them in greeting and then fled from the room as Kara settled Lena’s ass on the bed.

They kissed feverishly with their hands in each other’s hair and no space for breath. Lena was still panting heavily, her exhales pushing out her lower belly as she bent forward to breed. Her hair gathered around her face, and she didn’t bother to move it away as Kara pressed down on her.

Kara slid inside her cunt and advanced through her slick with more momentum. What they did at the door had seemed tame compared to this, and Lena grunted into the pillows in satisfaction.

“If you make me come again right now, I’ll sit in your lap when we’re at work next week,” Lena bargained, clinging to the sheets in desperation as her clit ached for Kara’s fingers. “Whenever we’re not busy setting up the new office space, your cock can be inside of me. I’ll even let you pound me in the new boardroom. Think of me naked on top of that table, Kara—”

Kara groaned like she had a vivid mental image already and settled her hand in between Lena’s thighs to cup her cunt without rubbing it just yet.

“You’ll spend every afternoon in a private meeting with me, and we’re going to make good use of that conference table,” Kara commanded and slipped her fingers over the delicate partition of Lena’s labia to feel at her clit. “You’re going to have my cock inside of you when and how I say.”

Lena whined her agreement and angled herself to slide her wet clit over Kara’s large and capable fingers. Her unwillingness to give a clearer answer earned her a soft spank on the ass, and Kara refused to put her hand back between her thighs until Lena moaned, “Yes, Daddy.”

The skill Kara possessed with just a single fingertip still amazed Lena, more so when she was close to biting the sheets in ecstasy. There was nothing graceful in the way she tried to grind her pussy into Kara’s hand, and the alpha tolerated it until Lena’s shaky breaths turned ragged. Kara lessened the friction as Lena’s cunt began to clench and pinned her to the mattress with the power of her lunges.

Lena’s desperation was palpable, and she knew that Kara was loving it from the deeper inhalations her mate was taking. The aroma of her submissive omega was tantalizing in its own right and heightened by Kara posturing to draw attention to the difference in their statures and body strength.

With her teeth on Lena’s throat and her hand coiled under her hip to finger her slit, Kara’s muscled physique and power was obvious.

The alpha’s broad shoulders covered her, and Lena felt soft, small and safe beneath her. The contrast between them was still one of Lena’s biggest turn-ons, and Kara never failed to highlight it.

“I have every one of your heat cycles memorized for the next five years, and neither of us will be taking any suppressors,” Kara confided, the sultry rasp of her voice lulling Lena into a
pleasurable daze.

“You weren’t joking when you said you wanted another pup,” Lena groaned, her body betraying her with sporadic flutters that begged for Kara’s knot.

Kara reacted to it, and circled her clit intently to bring her to trembling orgasm. With her pulsations rapid and constricting inside, Kara’s knot expanded and stretched her with its girth.

“I can’t help but want a big family with you,” Kara admitted, much softer and calmer now that her knot was taking hold. “I’m in love with you, Lena, and no matter what happens or where we go in this vast universe, I’m always going to love you.”

Lena couldn’t believe how fast she went from being aroused to sappy, but she gestured for Kara to come to her and kissed her sweet and ridiculous Kryptonian on the lips.

“I love you, too, and we’ll probably have another pup sooner rather than later, but let’s please stay in one place for a little while,” Lena begged, already getting into a better position for their usual post-sex cuddling.

The full moon covered the bed in its soft luminance as they curled up together.

“Oh, we’re staying right here all night long,” Kara agreed in a distinctly bragging tone. “And everything we just did? It’s a small taste of what’s to come.”

“Well, then, I look forward to that,” Lena chuckled.