C&C

Lunar or Later - Chapter 12

Added 2021-10-18 11:40:15 +0000 UTC

Staying at an intergalactic hotel had certain perks and benefits, Lena’s favorite of which was the waterfall shower and the complimentary flavor-changing sweet left on the pillowcase. She sucked on the candy while standing under a constant stream of water that curtained down her back. The tiles all around her were painted with murals of far-off landscapes, green and abundant with life, and the tranquil ambience matched her calm and reflective mood. She scrubbed her pores and thought of Kara waiting in a line downstairs to book their travel tickets.

At some point during the night, when her cunt was filled with Kara’s third knot, Lena had agreed to take a trip to Krypton — or to get married under its bright red sun. She didn’t quite know which, because she had tried to speak to Kara in the limited Kryptonese she learned just to impress her, and they had carried out the entire conversation in Kara’s mother tongue.

From what Lena gathered, the next scheduled flight to Krypton was less than a week away, and she probably should have spent the morning notifying all of the people who were close to her that she would be leaving Earth for an unspecified amount of time.

As much as she struggled with accepting her feelings and all of the differences of Kryptonian culture before, Lena wasn’t fussed about her impending departure as she stepped out of the shower. A blast of heat came from the mouth of a small alien creature that was attached to the wall, eliminating the need for a towel and drying her in under a minute as she stood on the carpet.

She figured she would start the day by emailing her mother about her plans. Her message was short and to the point, and didn’t make a big deal about the fact that she might be married by Kryptonian standards by the time she returned.

Lena wrapped herself in a strange mossy-looking robe and hurried back to bed with a glance at all of the empty bottles of lubricant they had used during their experiments with anal sex the night before. Her bottom was still sensitive, and her knot-stretched cunt was pleasantly sated from excessive use. Despite the fact that she was still exhausted, she hoped Kara would be fast about purchasing their tickets so they could have one more round before check-out.

For all of the ways she hated Kara before, she now loved Kara, and she wanted to express that through sex — not just fun and rough rut sex, but slow and romantic sex, too.

Kara bounced back into the room to find her still sprawled over the sheets with damp hair.

Other than putting on a dark lip color and tossing off her robe, Lena hadn’t done much to get ready for the day.

Without any discussion of travel plans, Kara climbed on top of her and rolled her into a position with her legs curved and open. Lena gave her clit a few preparatory rubs while Kara unzipped, and then she was full of her mate’s cock, which hardened the rest of the way inside of her.

“I bought the tickets,” Kara whispered into her throat and kissed the hickeys she sucked onto Lena’s skin the night before. “Our departure is in seven hours, 39 minutes and 12 seconds.”

None of that registered to Lena. All she could process was the slow advancing of Kara’s veined shaft as it entered her, and the immediate flutters of satisfaction inside her spreading pussy.

The first thrusts were always so pleasurable as her luscious warm walls opened and bared her cervix for the deepest push of Kara’s cock. Her nipples brushed against Kara’s coarse shirt and formed hard little peaks that ached with arousal. She curled her hands around Kara’s shoulders and moaned through a confusing climax, brought on by her sensitive cunt and breasts.

Kara kissed her mouth and smudged her lip color in a black mulberry streak. “You need sex before we leave.”

Lena could barely nod, let alone croak out an affirmation, but she did grab at Kara’s back and refuse to let the Kryptonian pull out. She wrapped her legs over Kara’s hips and bucked to sate her libido. Her stuffed cunt began to quiver in tight ripples around Kara’s cock, and her whimpered exhalations pulled long ribbons of seed from her mate.

She stroked the remnants out of Kara, and it stuck to her pussy in glistening strands that she gathered on her fingertips to rub into her clit. “Your Kryptonian rut makes the sex even better. My cunt feels so good when you’re splitting me open. I’m so full, but I want you to stretch me even more.”

Kara inhaled a sharp breath that came out as a groan as Lena sucked on her fingers. “I’ll give you just what you need, Lena. Coming all the way to earth was worth it just for the chance to fall in love with you.”

Lena reacted to the sincerity that shined through Kara’s eyes and brushed a thumb over her lip before kissing her. Their mouths connected softly, and she twined her fingers through Kara’s as they took their time with sensations—touching palms and tasting the pleasure already on Lena’s tongue.

Kara dragged her lips over the freckle on Lena’s neck and kissed at a place under her jawline. The gentle puckers contrasted with the motions of Kara’s hips as she slammed home inside Lena.

“Pound my pussy, Kara, leave me sore and satisfied,” Lena pleaded.

With the quietest growl of dominance, Kara ordered her to present on all fours and Lena did as she was told. She bowed down in front of Kara and parted her lower lips as they pressed together in that submissive stance. At the feeling of seed funneling out of her cunt, she closed her legs and Kara separated them with both hands to slide back inside of her.

With one foot on the end of the bed and the other on the floor, Kara postured and pounded into Lena as she maintained her low crouch.

Being filled with cock on a constant basis was changing Lena’s tolerance for taking a rougher barrage of thrusts. Her pussy resisted it for mere moments before her slick pleasure rubbed all over Kara’s dick. Kara rewarded her inner muscles for loosening up by massaging them even harder with the stiff head of her erection.

“Good girl, get nice and wet for me,” Kara groaned and held both of Lena’s arms high behind her back to keep her in position.

Lena strained forward on Kara’s cock, following the rhythmic slams that spilled her over on the bed. Her breasts bounced and she heard a rapping on the wall from the neighboring room that meant someone could hear them.

“Fuck, can you feel how desperate I am for you?” Lena whined vocally, without either remorse or concern that the couple next door to them was listening to her getting railed. The spectacular spasms in her cunt made her louder than usual, and Kara covered her mouth through the shuddery highs of her climax.

"The more you want me, the tighter you get," Kara praised, using the strength of her quads to ram deeper into Lena's cinching heat.

The striations of her cunt coiled obediently around Kara's rutting cock and begged with every internal squeeze for seed. She hunched forward to present herself submissively on the bed, and Kara grabbed at her ass, pulling her back and filling her to the hilt.

The night before, she had ached inside for hours, and her soft lips and mound had been sore from the incessant friction of mating, but that morning her pussy was open and supple. Kara gave her a deep cervix-pounding that made her spasms slacken off just to build again.

As Kara finally paused and drew her cock out like she meant to stop, Lena whimpered and groveled in protest. “Put your cock in me—please—please,Daddy, please, I need more of your cock.”

Lena crawled across the bed to where Kara seemed to be collecting her clothes and getting ready for check-out. She shoved her mate into an armchair and straddled her, pushing all of Kara’s cock right back into her cunt. With a gentle but rapid rock of her pelvis, she positioned Kara’s thick glans up against her cervix and bounced harder. Her slippery heat was all over, dripping down Kara’s hefty shaft, and her pussy lips brushed the slick over a growing knot.

The new position afforded Kara an unobstructed view of her body, and Lena keened, breathless and overwhelmed by the voraciousness of Kara latching onto her nipples. Kara teased one between her fingers, squeezing with an open palm while she sucked ardently on the other pebbled bud, lapping with the tip of her tongue before tugging with her lips.

Kara rumbled her desires, throaty and selfish as she bucked upward to penetrate Lena with the blooming knot that forced her narrow velvet into a wider chasm.

“You need Daddy’s cock inside your cunt?” Kara husked, picking up on all of Lena’s dirty talk cues. She wrapped her hands around Lena’s waist and battered the deeper places inside of her sensitive pussy. The harder the sex, the larger the knot, and Lena predicted it would stretch her obscenely.

“Yes, your cock and your come,” Lena gasped and exerted herself in her eager riding of Kara’s massive shaft. Her sexual dependency was getting more severe, and this time she couldn’t blame it on Kara’s rut or her own heat. It was her own libido and her feelings for Kara that made her stuff her cunt full.

Kara gripped her by the hips to hold her upright. “Stay just like that, and let Daddy fuck you.”

Lena surrendered to the wanton expectations of her omega, her own pheromones pleading for Kara’s cock, in spite of their impending check-out time. She wanted the sexual satisfaction more than she wanted to preserve her reputation, and she locked her arms around her alpha’s broad shoulders to brace for the rougher plunge that bounced her in Kara’s lap.

“You know I can’t resist you when you beg,” Kara groaned, pressing her face into the crook of Lena’s neck where her natural perfume clung to her skin.

Lena petitioned for more sex with every moan she exhaled and Kara gave it to her like her cunt was the best she ever had. The smack of Kara’s straining thighs drowned out the irritated thumps that came from the adjoining wall and Lena knew it was a race between them to come first. She succumbed at the mere thought of Kara’s seed inside of her, and Kara jerked to completion in the silken restriction of her cunt.

Grabbing at Kara’s face with both hands, she brought their mouths together and kissed away the moan that came from deep within her chest. She sat down on the thick girth of Kara’s knot and laced their fingers together.

After their bodies fused, and she breathed long enough to fill her lungs with air, Lena reached for the phone and passed it off to Kara.

“Contact the front desk and tell them we’ll pay for an extra day,” Lena instructed.

“But our flight—”

“We’ll still make it in time, but your knot will take at least thirty minutes to reduce, and we’re supposed to check out in exactly 2 minutes.” Lena pointed to the digital clock next to the bed and then rubbed at Kara’s knot to stroke out the last gushes of seed.

Kara dealt with hotel management while Lena continued to fool around, and after Kara’s knot softened thirty minutes later, they went at it again and only stopped when Lena met her hard limit. Fucked senseless was an expression Lena was beginning to understand on a personal level.

They left the hotel by noon, giving themselves just enough time to pack and say their goodbyes before their trip.

Still in a sex daze, she wandered into her apartment and entered the kitchen to find that it had been tidied. After she had decided to stay over at the hotel with Kara, Lena sent texts to Sam and asked her to check in on Doris.

Sam left her a handwritten note with hearts: Doris is the cutest. Willing to babysit any time!

Doris came trotting out from the bedroom and Lena picked her up to stroke the fluff on the kitten’s back. Kara doted on the small cat while Lena packed a bag by dumping random items into the bottom of a suitcase. That was about all she could handle when she couldn’t even walk straight, and she was no better off after they stopped at Kara’s and headed back to the intergalactic hub.

They would travel 2,000 light years — beginning with a ten minute flight to enter the stratosphere, where they would deploy electric sails to harness dark matter particles that would power their transport to the nearest microquasar hubs. Lena found it fascinating from a scientific point of view, and terrifying in practice.

Before boarding the flight, she fantasized about sex in space, but she spent the ten minute take-off period screaming at the top of her lungs for all of the wrong reasons.

“FUCK. Kara! Fuck!” She shrieked until they hit orbit, where she gazed out the window at the majesty of the earth below her.

“Oh, that’s actually beautiful—“

Gripping at Kara’s hand in appreciation of the green splendor and wispy clouds over vivid blue oceans, she began to feel like her flight wouldn’t be so dreadful after all. No more than two minutes later, their space vehicle lurched underneath them and hit a speed that made Lena question all of her decisions, not just in her relationship but in the grander scheme of life.

She was on the verge of a dark existential crisis when their ship took port in Kandor, and Kara had to physically carry her like they were exiting a burning building.

“We’re here now and you’re safe,” Kara promised and caressed at Lena’s pale cheek until she glanced around. Lena wasn’t expecting to have an audience, but several Kryptonians in professional-looking robes had come over to check on her. They all looked like monks or cultists rather than doctors and security officers.

“Is the Earth omega feeling unwell?” One of the officers asked and beckoned a doctor forward to check her over. “It would be prudent to examine her. Few earthlings have made the trip to Krypton and we don’t know the exact effects that intergalactic travel might have on their delicate constitutions.”

Lena spotted herself in one of the mirror-paneled stellae that decorated the Kryptonian airport. Her skin was a deathly shade, and the dark circles under her eyes made her appearance frightful.

“I’m not unwell, I feel like I died and came back to life,” Lena dramatically declared and stood up on wobbly legs, since the only thing worse than getting violently launched across the universe was becoming an object for study once reaching the other side. “All better now. Kara, can we go?”

She pulled at Kara’s hand and took in the flashy surroundings – the high ceilings with a view of the skies and the pristine floors that seemed to be made of an energy-absorbent and shock-proof material. All around her were feats of engineering and science, and that distracted her from her post-flight nausea and balance issues.

Twenty minutes later, she was feeling less disoriented and more invigorated by her environment. Kara brought her back to her family’s vacant apartments, where they were met with beautiful views of the city down below. Tranquil water flowed by one of the larger windows, both for aesthetics and use as a bath. Doris ran around the apartment, gleeful and at home already, and Kara poured out two large flutes of Kryptonian wine to soothe Lena after their travels.

“My parents will be meeting us for dinner tonight at Axis,” Kara boasted with a proud saunter across the apartment. “It’s a restaurant that moves across the city sky. I was thinking I should claim you now, and we can spend the rest of the afternoon touring Krypton, not just the city of Kandor, but also all the outer reaches. I want to show you everything—“

“Wait, you want to claim me right now?” Lena laughed nervously with her hand on her neck and her eyebrow raised in shock reflex.

“Better to do it before you meet my parents.” Kara gritted her teeth together like she was in trouble and lifted her shoulders in a shrug. “On Krypton, we aren’t technically supposed to mate until after all stages of courtship. I still need to stake claim, and then we can hold our ceremony in Rao’s light. After we do all of that, I can fertilize you.”

“Fertilize me,” Lena blinked, short on thoughts and far too jittery with sexual arousal in response to Kara’s ridiculous choice of words. “Right. Is there an easy way for me to send messages to people from Earth? I’d just like to check in with my friend Sam.”

It wasn’t that she expected Sam to talk her out of it, but she might have been stalling. Kara led her over to a pole that seemed to be made of a Kryptonian metal, and it read the data straight from Lena’s phone.

“Our communication devices are much more sophisticated than Earth’s,” Kara informed her and then gave her the space to contact her friends and family.

She avoided searching for her mother’s number on the sheer principle. If she so much as mentioned Kara’s intentions, Lillian would likely book herself a flight just to thank the alpha for finally getting her one step closer to having grandchildren. Traveling across the galaxy to meet Kara’s parents probably signified the seriousness of their relationship, but it was only now that she was actually on Krypton that her anxiety was getting the best of her.

Lena found Sam’s picture in the holographic list and double checked that Kara was out of the room before hitting the call button.

“Oh god, tell me you didn’t miss your flight?” Sam blurted down the line before Lena could even utter a greeting.

“Actually, I’m already here. Granted, I thought my entire skeletal structure was going to turn to pudding, but the flight was faster than I expected,” Lena wryly noted, and exhaled a breath to calm the nervous energy that tingled through her.

“Jesus, you’re kidding? Sometimes I can’t even get a cab during rush hour in that amount of time and you’re literally on another planet,” Sam laughed, her mirth quieting to something softer as she inquired, “So how is it?”

“Amazing, at least what I’ve seen so far,” Lena admitted, taking in the breathtaking view of a world she couldn’t wait to explore with Kara.

Sam snorted down the line, her voice carrying through the room as she teased, “I can’t believe you shot yourself through space just for some good intergalactic dick.”

“Like you wouldn’t do the same,” Lena shot back, mortified that her friend wasn’t entirely wrong by that assumption. “That’s actually why I’m calling.”

“You’re setting me up with one of her cousins?” Sam asked with a touch of hope in her tone.

“Shut up, I’m serious, Kara is talking about claiming me before I meet her parents tonight,” Lena confided, sobering up from her good humor as the weight of that statement settled on her heart.

“Oh, are you freaking out?” Sam’s mischievous tone shifted straight to soothing and Lena could almost feel her friend reaching out to clasp her hand. “It’s okay if you are, just be honest with how you’re feeling and Kara will understand.”

“That’s the thing, and you’ll never let me live this down, but I think I actually want this with her.” Lena whispered, shocked by how willing she was to admit her own desires out loud.

“You think, or you know?” Sam pressed to make sure that Lena wasn’t about to rush into something she might later regret.

Lena deadpanned, her worries falling away to anticipation as she thought of what life would be like when she was bonded to Kara. “I just hurtled through space in a pod because I love her. I don’t think I could be any more serious than I already am at this point.”

“I’m so happy for you, Lena. You finally found your person.” Sam’s smile could be heard even across the galaxy, and Lena blushed, in spite of the fact that she was alone in the room.

“I really did,” Lena sighed, allowing herself a few seconds of pure sappy contentment before playfully grumbling, “And it figures she’d be light years away.”

“Well listen,” Sam stated seriously, “Keep me in the loop of what’s happening, and if she does have a cousin or even a sister—”

“Oh god, bye Sam, I’ll call you tomorrow.” Lena groaned, drowning out Sam’s cackling laughter before she ended the call.

After hanging up, Lena reached for her bag to discover she hadn’t even packed any underwear, let alone lingerie. She brushed her hair before she undressed and began to wonder how Kara would claim her, and if they would ever get around to sightseeing afterwards. In the bottom of her bag was a single tube of lipstick and she fussed over putting it on, with none of the confidence of earlier.

“Kara?” Lena shyly called out and glanced around at an oval-shaped bed, where she assumed Kara would claim and knot her.

Kara re-entered the room and both groaned and growled at the sight of her nakedness. “I was going to ask if you’re ready, but I can see that for myself.”

Lena held onto her sensitive breasts and smiled a meek and bashfully bright smile. “I never imagined I would feel nervous about someone staking claim to me. Actually, I never thought anyone would want to claim me at all, because my resting bitch face game is so strong, and I prided myself on my ability to chase alphas away.”

She crossed her arms just to un-cross them and stepped towards Kara as her brief awkwardness ended. Her cunt shined with wetness between her inner lips and she bent over to present. Not all omegas asked to be claimed this way, but Kara postured behind her and watched her internal clench.

“Come here, Lena,” Kara exhaled in breathless urgency and helped her back up again.

That was Lena’s first hint that claiming was different on Krypton. Kara took her hand, and turned it palm upward to paint it with a scented and colorful blue dye.

Lena gaped at the lines that Kara made around her wrist, and stayed very still as her mate covered her from head to toe—mostly out of shock and not because she didn’t want to interrupt the process.

The dye left her smelling like a cheap Walmart candle, and Lena was afraid to look herself in the mirror after Kara stepped around her to admire her work.

“You just turned me blue,” Lena reflected out loud, still too stunned to articulate much of her rage. “I know Kryptonians are an alien species, but did you really have to paint me like one of those Avatar tree people before putting your claim on my throat?”

Some unhinged part of her suggested that all of this was a joke—the grandest plot to troll her for being so fickle for months on end.

“Lena, we don’t claim omegas by marking their necks here on Krypton,” Kara emphasized and took her hand again with joyful pheromones that blocked out some of Lena’s new stench. “I just claimed you with my family colors, which you will wear for just a few hours to observe the tradition. Tomorrow, I’ll put a bracelet on your hand to remind you of our bond.”

“Oh,” Lena uttered, at a loss for what to say after she had braced herself to feel Kara’s teeth on her throat.

Some irrational side of her omega wanted to rebel against the traditions on Krypton, and it took her several long seconds to curb the betrayal she felt in response to Kara’s actions. She should have known that things would be different, but she figured claiming was a universal experience that all omegas shared in common.

“Once you’re officially my mate in the eyes of Rao, I would like to embrace your culture by bestowing my mark the human way,” Kara rumbled, thumbing at one of Lena’s pert nipples where the paint had dried.

“You couldn’t have said that to begin with?” Lena griped, her instant irritation already melting away as Kara’s alpha musk kept her omega soothed and complacent.

She leaned into her mate’s touch, and tipped her chin up with the slightest quiver of her lip as she confessed, “I know it must seem barbaric to your kind, and I never really understood the appeal of it until I fell for you, but I want your imprint on my skin. I want everyone on Earth to know that I’m yours and yours alone.”

“Just as I want everyone on Krypton to know how you’ve honored me with this bond.” Kara’s sweet smile would have been innocent if not for the way she happily groped at Lena’s tits like she was checking the ripeness of peaches. Her hard-on was poking into Lena’s hip, and just as she got the idea to free it, Kara suddenly spun away from her and checked the time.

“We should finish our preparations for meeting my parents,” Kara insisted, officially cock-blocking herself, however unbeknownst to her. She gathered up what Lena believed to be a set of fancy bath towels and handed them over with an expectant and proud scent about her.

“I suppose I should clean up,” Lena murmured, and lifted one from the pile to discover it was a robe. She eyed the plush fabric and Kara’s overwhelming excitement and paused with her mouth open.

“I can’t wear this. I forgot to pack panties,” Lena lamely informed her mate, who wasn’t deterred at all by that revelation.

Kara took the pale blue robe and slid it right over Lena’s head before she could form another excuse and then beamed down at her fondly.

“Nobody will know, and your cunt will be happier now that it isn’t covered,” Kara stated so matter of fact that Lena actually laughed.

For the rest of the morning, they toured the science centers in Kandor, and Lena learned more about advanced forms of interstellar travel she never wanted to try.

They visited the Botanical Gardens, where several of the plants sniffed her, and a carnivorous flower attached a vine to her leg. Kara sang it a song to make it retract its spiny appendage, and then bought Lena a dream rose at the gift store to cheer her up.

All of the Kryptonians they met in passing stopped to greet Lena politely and congratulate her on her impending union with Kara. None of the streets contained litter, and it seemed like everyone wandered about in a state of general tranquility. If she had just visited Krypton’s big metropolises, Lena would have idealized the foreign planet for all of its achievements and the character of its inhabitants.

It wasn’t until later in the afternoon during an excursion outside the city that Lena realized there was much more to Kryptonian culture than its superior technology.

They met with a bearded man at the outskirts of Kandor who lived in an unusual domed hut and loaned them a high-speed dune vehicle that would allow them to travel to the smaller towns nearest the city. From what Lena could tell, the primary appeal was visiting the marketplaces.

“Some of my happiest memories as a child was when my parents brought me here,” Kara’s jovial tone seemed better suited to the fancier upscale attractions of Kandor, and not the abject chaos which they found themselves in outside of the city.

The market itself was vast, but very few Kryptonians appeared to have stalls. Woven baskets made of organic matter and metal held all sorts of things, and Lena wasn’t entirely sure they were all edible.

For all of the advancements in Krypton, Lena was shocked to realize there was still poverty and less privileged classes on the fringes of their thriving cities. Several betas lined up as Kara sauntered by, posturing with pleading scents for her to take notice of their goods. Others were oblivious, so wrapped up in their routine that they only faltered when they spotted Lena.

“Kara, I had no idea places like this existed on Krypton,” Lena whispered, acutely aware of how some of the vendors were staring at her with the kind of interest that bordered on indecent.

“Oh, we have many interesting areas. This one specializes in exotic goods,” Kara boasted, misinterpreting Lena’s tone for awe.

The words were no sooner out of Kara’s mouth than an alpha lunged at Lena with a strange elongated rod that wiggled like jello.

“You must try this, friend of Krypton, it will please your alpha. One bite,” The man encouraged, going so far as to press the tip to Lena’s cheek when she turned her head with wide, panicked eyes that she was sure Kara noticed.

“We’ll take two,” Kara requested and scanned a small device the man lifted before she snatched a couple of the rods out of his hand and passed one to Lena.

After taking a big bite, Kara sucked around it and practically deep-throated the strange pop right there in public. Lena choked on Kara’s behalf, gagging at the sight of her mate swallowing the entirety of it whole.

“I never tried these before, because of the Gustulian spit they use,” Kara commented with her attention already on another stall.

“Because of the what?” Lena gasped and spat the small bite she had taken out onto the ground before she poisoned herself inadvertently. Her stomach tightened in revulsion, and her hand shook as she fought the urge to throw the vile snack away.

“It’s very potent and awakens all of your erogenous zones at once, but it’s also wonderfully refreshing. Do you like it?” Kara’s smile didn’t falter as she sidled closer to Lena and coaxed her through the crowd with a hand on her backside.

The flavor of the pop reminded Lena of citrus at first, and continued to change on her tongue, settling on a taste similar to meat-flavored fruit. “It tastes like something a vegan invented.”

Kara didn’t take offense to how she placed the rest of the Gustulian rod into the nearest trash receptacle—but some other random vendor did.

“Blrrrrp, nash’a’grist!” shouted a short and shaggy-looking alien.

“That’s not a trash can,” Kara explained and put up a hand to apologize, which seemed unnecessary because of how the alien grabbed for the rod and stuck it into the air like it was a prize.

The shaggy-looking alien squabbled with another larger, four-eyed being who wanted the rod for itself, and they both stuck it into their mouths before the fight was decided.

Lena pouted in disgust, her bottom lip pursed into the top one as she watched the events unfold. “What are they even saying?”

Kara blushed and tugged her away from the stall before either of the aliens engaged them. “Something inappropriate about your lips. Let’s keep walking!”

Flags hung in a lopsided string over one row of tables and Kara gravitated towards objects that looked like gems spread out on a cloth. She poked a few, and when they began to wiggle, Lena took a step back.

The vendor looked human in appearance, except for his purplish eyes, and he glanced at them from a chair where he was comfortably reading with his feet up. “Ah, Earth Breeder!” He exclaimed upon sniffing the air and peering at Lena long enough to know that she was human. Tossing his book aside, he approached slyly and gave off pheromones that smelled unlike an alpha or beta, but were still territorial and greedy as he bargained with Kara. “I will give you two infinitesimal galleons for your quarry, your rare mine of gems, your Earth omega. What say you?”

“Wait, is he trying to buy me?” Lena shrilly questioned and glanced around at other vendors who appeared to be interested in how the haggling would go.

“She’s not for sale today,” Kara announced and puffed herself up to stand in front of Lena.

“Today?” Lena wondered how many times she would dumbly repeat Kara’s phrasing in their life together, and if she would ever be able to think normally again without getting distracted in Kara’s close vicinity.

Kara stood to her full height to posture, and that shouldn’t have turned her on when it seemed like the alpha was considering selling her at some future date.

“Uhh, just play along,” Kara grunted from the corner of her mouth and smiled as she put a hand on Lena’s shoulder and spoke to the gem salesman in Kryptonian.

Lena couldn’t fully translate, except for one line that roughly meant: I haven’t excavated her myself yet.

By the end of their travels, Lena was feeling more than a little peeved with the number of people who referred to her as Earth Breeder, and she took it out on Kara while her mate drove them back to civilization.

“Why does everyone think you brought me to your planet just to have sex with me?” Lena asked and undid the ties on the front of Kara’s trousers.

She started to feel the effects of eating the Gustulian rod around the time that they were loading up to return to the city, and her face was warm with arousal as she leaned over Kara’s lap. The bizarre snack was having just as much influence on Kara’s anatomy, because all Lena had to do was blow on the tip of her mate’s cock to watch it harden.

Thick beads of desire formed in the dip, and Lena tortured Kara by licking them away without wrapping her lips around it.

“You’re wearing the traditional robes—and—muh-maybe it’s because I’m in rut,” Kara stuttered, one of her hands on the wheel and the other dropping onto Lena’s head in desperation to fill her mouth. “Oh, Rao, Lena, please don’t tease me. It might also have something to do with your pheromones.”

Lena licked curiously, suspecting that she was getting closer to the truth with her tongue looping around the rim of Kara’s glans. She kissed at the stiffening head, smacking her lips around it as she sucked. The jitters in Kara’s thighs made her take pity, and Lena gulped more of her mate’s cock, heedless to how far her jaw stretched and mouth salivated.

There was no question that they would both be unfit to have dinner with Kara’s parents, but Lena was feeling the buzz of strange ingredients in her body, and she needed to suck Kara’s cock. She pushed more of it into her throat, forgetting that this was supposed to be an interrogation.

“What’s wrong with my pheromones?” Lena asked noncommittally and slurped on Kara’s shaft, moving her lips up and down.

“It’s just that most of the inhabitants here have superior senses,” Kara uttered, splitting her focus between navigating the dunes and stroking at Lena’s hair.

It ought to have shamed her on some level to know that most of the alien’s she encountered had been able to smell just how sexually active she was being with Kara, and yet Lena took a perverse sense of pride in it. She loosened her lips with the sole purpose of making Kara’s shaft sloppy just so the sound of her sucking would be lewder for the alpha.

“That’s not all, is it, Kara? What else aren’t you telling me?” Lena’s tone wasn’t demanding but the silken glide of her inner cheeks would pull the truth from Kara. She lavished the strongest vein that ran down Kara’s shaft and lapped at the crinkled and extra sensitive place right where the alpha’s foreskin and glans came together.

Kara cursed in Kryptonese, her hips dangerously close to lifting as she groaned and tried to pump her shaft between Lena’s pillowy soft lips for more. “Human omegas are revered for being exponentially more fertile than Kryptonian ones.”

“So everyone at the market thought you’d bought me for breeding,” Lena concluded, not nearly as scandalized as she wished she was with Kara’s dick in her mouth. She took out her frustration on the impressive shaft by gulping around the swollen brim and forcing it into the back of her throat at a rate that took Kara by surprise.

“Yes, they thought I would lease out your cunt, but I’d never do that,” Kara confessed, using her rut pheromones along with a firm grip on Lena’s hair to encourage her to slot an extra inch or two into the constricting warmth of her throat. She praised Lena with moans, so grateful for her oral skills that she strained in an effort not to blow her load too soon.

Lena wasn’t about to let her off easy, and debased herself with greedy and promiscuous scents, so that when they returned the vehicle, the alien it belonged to would know exactly how she hungered for Kara’s cock. She swallowed on every downward motion, enveloping Kara’s broad tip over and over while she massaged her length with both hands. She knew which areas would respond the most to her touch and the friction resulted in a fast forming knot.

Kara’s garbled noise of pleasure was the only warning Lena got before her cock throbbed and copious blasts of seed flooded her mouth. The warm essence dripped from her lips and coated Kara’s shaft as it jerked in release, and Lena moaned, salacious and pleased with herself as she licked it all up.

“Is that why you came to Earth, Kara? To get yourself a fertile omega?” Lena inquired, knowing damn well that Kara wouldn’t have traveled light years just to get pussy.

In hindsight, that might have been a double standard, since Lena herself ventured across the universe because Kara was so good in bed that she had fallen in love with her.

“Nuh-n-no,” Kara blurted and stroked at her swelling cock, too deep in rut to handle all of the sensations and the incriminating discussion. “Getting to be with you was a definite benefit, and I love that you want to have sex all of the time, but that wasn’t the main reason.”

“Pull over, Kara,” Lena instructed in a soft whisper and waited for her mate to park without revealing why she forced her stop in the middle of nowhere.

Sand blew around their open air vehicle, and Lena moved across the seat to open up her robe. She tucked it down over her shoulders and removed it as she recognized the hindrance it posed.

Her lush pussy lips parted around Kara’s girth, and she held onto the steering wheel as she lowered herself down as if she was going to drive. She moaned at the strain of sliding herself onto Kara’s cock, and taking too much into her entrance all at once. The brief discomfort was worth it, just to feel the red sun above them shining down on her bare breasts and Kara’s dick so deep inside of her.

Despite all of the people flocking to the local market, Lena didn’t mind the risk of someone seeing them. In fact, she was already concocting a plan to embellish lies and build on their beliefs that all she was good for was mating.

She raised herself up just enough to get accustomed to how rigid and unyielding Kara’s cock had become, and whined when her mate snared her by the hips to pull her back down onto it.

The rough penetration tenderized her cunt, and Kara caught her by the throat to exert her dominance as she ravished her mercilessly. “In our biggest cities we don’t fornicate where people might watch, but in these areas of Krypton, it’s considered quite common to bless our mates with our affection under Rao’s light.”

Affection wasn’t the word Lena would use for being stuffed full of a rutting cock, but who was she to complain when Kara’s hand slid south to cup her cunt?

The alpha battered into it with strong thrusts that slapped her knot repeatedly into the sopping heat of Lena’s split labia. Pleasurable jolts rocked through Lena’s clit, leaving it aching and swollen in need, and Kara soothed it with two fingers as she kissed along the sharp line of Lena’s jaw.

Their mouths met when Lena canted her head back, and she shuddered at the familiar way Kara grabbed at her jaw to command the kiss. Kara released her to squeeze at her tits, and she gasped into her mate’s mouth as she pinched at her nipples, tugging just hard enough to make Lena’s cunt spasm in need.

“Kara,” Lena whimpered, trembling at the power that resided within her mate and how effortlessly she exuded it whenever they made love.

“Daddy,” Kara corrected, her growl less of a warning and more of a seduction as she latched onto Lena’s throat to suck on the unmarked skin. She didn’t bite, but the oral tease was enough for Lena’s omega to beg for it with a salacious and shameless scent.

“Oh, fuck, please Daddy, come inside my cunt, bless me under Rao’s light with all of your seed,” Lena babbled, so enraptured by Kara’s vigorous performance that she peaked the moment Kara’s throaty telltale moan gave way to a guttural and satisfied grunt.

Kara rammed herself into Lena’s contracting chasm, desperate to bury her knot into such a delectable and soft enclosure, yet it was barely halfway inside when ropes of seed emptied into Lena’s opening.

Lena played with the knot, giving its supple bulk a squeeze and pushing it against the warmth of her entrance. She cradled it between her thighs and continued to rock, rubbing it into her clit and moaning. They both exerted a subtle pressure on her pussy, and Lena whimpered as the wide knot breached through without Kara sliding it to a resting point inside. The thickest part of the circumference was spreading her, and Lena braced herself on Kara’s forearms to let it stretch her out for as long as possible.

Kara kissed at her throat, marking the spot with her lips where she would soon leave her claim. “If I knot you now, we’ll be late for dinner.”

At any other time, Lena would have taken that risk, but it was beyond pleasurable to feel how her canal conformed to Kara’s intrusion without the knot taking hold.

The wind blew over the dunes, throwing up sand that whirled around them in small cyclones, and not a single cloud blocked out Rao’s light. Lena draped her robe over both of them, content to relax for a few minutes in lieu of accepting Kara’s knot.

The periodic throb of Kara’s cock simultaneously relaxed and excited Lena’s strained entrance, and she whined pitifully every time a fresh surge of seed filled up the intimate space inside of her.

It never ceased to amaze them both just how much could fit inside of her, and Lena wondered if perhaps there was a truth to the alien assumption that Earth omegas were better at breeding.

She was caught up in the thought of it when Kara let out a warning snarl that almost lifted Lena’s blissful daze. It took her a moment to realize that a few travelers had come to a stop not ten feet away, and she blushed furiously when one of them pointed.

Kara’s possessiveness wasn’t restricted to scent alone, and she grabbed handfuls of Lena’s breasts under her robe, not to protect her modesty but to make it clear that she wasn’t sharing her omega.

The tallest of the three spoke to Kara with interest, and Lena tipped her chin up to ask quietly, “What is she saying?”

“She’s asking how frequently you take my knot, and if your stamina is satisfactory,” Kara murmured, unwilling to answer, perhaps for fear that she would offend Lena by sharing private details of their relationship.

“I can’t help myself,” Lena called out, amused by how the rumblings of the others translated so perfectly to approval that Kara postured over her. “My omega requires these constant attempts at fertilization, and my alpha is so good to give me her seed whenever I need it.”

With the robe concealing them from view, it was awfully exhilarating to ride Kara while others commended her efforts to fill her womb. She was confident enough to begin a slow and gentle rock to tantalize Kara’s cock into staying exquisitely stiff.

The travelers left after a few minutes, and Lena laughed at the possessive scent from Kara that declared she was taken.