Satisfaction Guaranteed - Chapter 4

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



Word count: 10,191



After a full night of Kara pounding her into a heat delirium, Lena woke to find the most beautiful breakfast tray waiting on her. She still clutched a mimosa glass in her hand, and the remnants of a waffle sat at the center of her plate beside a few strawberry stems. Kara had made sure to pamper her all morning before jogging off to the closest drug store to grab a few items to help with Lena’s soreness after excessive knotting.

While in the hotel room by herself, Lena flipped through the morning news channels and exchanged a few texts with Sam until her best friend decided to call.

“So, explain this to me again, and slower this time,” Sam prodded down the phone line, her voice mixing concern with heavy skepticism. “You induced your heat for someone you only went out with a couple of times? I know that Kara is a stud, but aren’t you moving a bit fast?”

“I’m starting to think that’s what makes it exhilarating. I’m taking chances on love for once in my life.” Lena bit down on her tongue and smiled in embarrassment at the realization she said the word love in regards to someone she had known for all of two weeks.

“Who is this romantic and what happened to my cynical best friend?” Sam joked. “In all honesty, I’m overjoyed that you’re seeing someone like Kara. She’s good looking, accomplished—not to mention smart. It’s worth seeing where all of this goes.”

Lena couldn’t help but grin at receiving Sam’s support, and she blushed despite being alone in the room. “We actually made it official as of yesterday that we’re seeing each other exclusively. Look, I need to go. Kara should be back any second, but let’s do lunch this week? You can even invite Andrea if you want.”

“Ohh, you’re inviting the nosy friend along,” Sam remarked with a mirthful laugh that tapered to a quieter chuckle. “You know that means you’re going to have to tell us all about this crazy weekend you spent with Kara. Text me and we’ll figure out a day.”

“Will do,” Lena promised and hung up the phone as she slipped out of bed and hurried into the bathroom for a soak in the luxurious tub.

She drew herself a bubble bath and made herself comfortable in the hot circulating water. Resting her head on the porcelain, she snapped a picture of herself for Kara and lounged for a while to let the jets massage all of the kinks out of her back. She had spent the night in all kinds of positions with Kara battering her cunt cervix-deep, and her body needed time to recuperate before they had sex again.

All in all, the experience was one that she hoped would be repeated many times over in her relationship with Kara, and she fantasized about having the alpha help her through future heats.

She rubbed between her labia and slid two fingers into the place where Kara’s cock had been no more than an hour ago. Her hips moved to the slow stroke of her fingertips gliding over the most sensitive place inside of her and circling around her clit.

The stimulation paired with a vision of Kara was all it took for Lena to moan and arch in the water, covered in suds and breathing harder from orgasm. She shifted onto the edge of the tub and lifted one of the extendable heads to see if it would feel pleasurable against her cunt.

Lena was preoccupied with adjusting the spray, and for that reason didn’t hear the keycard in the lock. When Kara returned, she hovered in the doorway to the bathroom, stunned and watching Lena masturbate.

Upon noticing her, Lena nearly dropped the extendable head and blushed from getting caught.

“Don’t stop, Lena, let me see what you’ve been doing,” Kara encouraged, striding forward with a bag in hand and kneeling next to the tub. Her shirt was made of a denim material and she struggled to roll it up above her forearms with her complete attention on Lena’s pussy.

“I was just thinking of you and everything you did to me last night.” Lena bit her lip, shyly glancing down at the darker blush inside of her open cunt. She positioned the extendable head to stimulate her clit and penetrated herself with a finger to show how she squeezed around one knuckle.

“I’m glad you’re back,” Lena hummed with an innocent glance below Kara’s belt to where an erection jutted against the zipper in obvious need. “I can see you missed me, too.”

Kara nodded, her jaw slack and her eyes settling in between Lena’s thighs.

Lena teased her cunt for her own enjoyment in the hopes of witnessing Kara’s cock stiffen. Her opening tightened around a single finger and she pushed two inside to rub all of her pleasure spots with a dedication to making her legs shake.

Fingering herself under Kara’s observation was better than doing it alone and she propped one foot up on the ledge and let the other dangle as she worked herself up.

Kara stripped down to the muscle tank beneath her shirt and discarded her belt, but kept her pants on. She took out the container of balm and a tube of special lubricant that she had purchased and continued to watch Lena while giving quiet instruction. “Rub yourself a little deeper, Lena. I know you haven’t ever had sex like this in the past, so take it nice and slow and just follow your instincts.”

Removing the lid from the jar of balm, she reached over to cover Lena’s swollen clit and labia with it.

Lena continued to rub into her canal under Kara’s monitoring, and she whined whenever Kara gripped her by the wrist to slow her down, or checked out the stretch of her pussy.

“I’m going to put some of this inside of you,” Kara murmured and guided Lena with gentleness to lie back on the tiled surface at the side of the tub. “It might be a little cold, but it will soothe your pussy where you’re extra sensitive from my knot.”

Securing the extendable bath head back into its holder, Lena followed Kara’s unspoken direction. One of her feet dangled into the water and the other rested on the bathmat, and she relied on Kara to push a lot of the thick lubricant straight into her cunt.

“Does that feel good?” Kara asked and scooted closer to place a hand at Lena’s waist and take part in her pelvic motions as she slipped her fingers back into her warm entrance. “I should have been better prepared to give you aftercare. If I had known I was going to knot so much—"

“Like I said earlier this morning, Kara, stop apologizing,” Lena chided and showed the alpha how her cunt could take more than either of them expected. “This is what I need more than anything during my heats.”

“When I was downstairs, I booked an extra night just so we don’t have to rush our check-out.” Kara skimmed her fingers through the little patch of groomed hair above Lena’s cunt and situated herself closer to paint her clit in a blend of natural honey and lubrication from the tube.

They hadn’t made formal plans for the day, and the gentle touch should have been the last caress of their perfect weekend.

Since they induced their own rut and heat on such short notice, they still needed to appear at their respective offices in the morning. Kara would have to re-arrange her schedule for the remainder of the week, and Lena would endure her morning meetings and check in with her assistants to give them the usual instructions on what to do in her absence.

They would both have to return to their apartments and prepare for work, and the next evening they would arrange to meet at one of their apartments. The spontaneous fun of their interactions became more sedate as Lena wondered how she would ever get through the day without Kara’s sexual attention.

“I want to be incredibly irresponsible with you,” Lena muttered and opened her legs to let Kara’s fingertips slide the barest inch into her cunt. “I graduated from a top ranked university two years ahead of schedule with a Ph.D in Theoretical physics. I’ve spent my entire life adhering to this notion of how smart omegas should act, and you come along and shake up my world. How is that?”

Kara laughed and bent her head with a bashful smile. “I’m not sure. I feel lucky that I’ve hooked someone who has accomplished so much already.”

“The feeling is mutual, Dr. Danvers, now will you please help me out of this tub?” Lena slipped her hand into Kara’s and let the alpha escort her back to bed, where they relaxed for most of the morning and waited for her knot-stretched pussy to recover.

Checking out of the hotel went against all that her heat-stricken omega wanted, and returning to her penthouse when her hormones demanded more sexual contact was a feat that almost crumbled her into a needy girlfriend.

She would have been ashamed of her own clinginess if Kara wasn’t texting her all of the time, even while shifting around her weekly schedule. They coped with the temporary separation by giving each other a play-by-play of their evening and sending filthier photos.

The next morning Lena awakened with the phone still in her hand, wearing nothing but a thin and cunt-hugging thong. She felt oddly like she had spent the night with Kara, even though they were in their own homes.

Getting ready for work was different when she was mindful that Kara’s hands would be all over her body afterwards. She chose a royal blue push-up bra with a matching panty set and then slipped a pencil skirt up her thighs in excitement. Her top was a size smaller than she often wore and the ruche over her breasts made them seem precariously close to falling out.

Every single alpha that she crossed in the halls of L-Corp paused to stare at her ass, and she flaunted her heat pheromones for a change instead of masking them with the most cloying scent on the market.

“Wow, Miss Luthor, how was your weekend?” chirped her assistant, a beta with thick framed glasses and undoubtedly the best of intentions in polishing the lenses off on her shirt just to stare at Lena. “You seem ready to tackle the morning.”

“I’m only here for my early meetings and to leave you with a list of the ones I’d like to cancel for the week. I’ll be checking in with everyone by email.” Lena breezed around the desk, seizing ahold of her tablet to type out notes to all of her employees while she strutted down the hall to the conference room.

The alphas and betas who attended the morning meetings all had the same reaction to her, stopping in the doorway to run their hands over their belts and fix their ties, collars or shirt buttons. Lena puckered her lips to take them in, and her long high ponytail swished against her neck as she swung her head in the direction of a familiar voice.

Jack Spheer stepped off the elevator with a portfolio of proposals in his hand and Lena re-checked her schedule to see that he was an item on the list of subjects that the board would discuss that day. Given her romantic past with him and their long-term friendship, she expected they would exchange pleasantries in and outside of the boardroom.

Lena dashed to her chair, narrowly avoiding a greying alpha whose eyes twinkled as he looked at her chest. “First up for discussion today is the upcoming briefing of our shareholders. Our first quarter saw an increase in sales like no other and we want all of our partners to be aware—"

They voted on the ideal method of disseminating information, and moved on to a few more votes about different product lines. Last on the meeting agenda was Jack Spheer, who entered the room and headed to the front to pitch his own tech prototypes.

Lena had seen many of the models before, from a pinpointed treatment for cancer to a pain-free needle that was designed to blunt the unwanted side effects of shots.

Jack paraded around, selling his plans to the board and sending her the occasional smitten smile.

Two hours later, Lena exited the room and returned to her office, unprepared for the surprises that were waiting within.

Her assistant must have let Jack in, and unbeknownst to her, Kara had also shown up with an impressive large vase of flowers, roses nestled into black orchids and sunset calla lilies.

“Kara,” Lena gasped in eagerness, and a smile spread across her face and sparkled up through her eyes. She hurried towards her mate, and then picked up on some clear awkwardness between the alpha and beta in her office.

“Lena, I just met Jack Spheer. He says he’s going to take you to lunch.” Kara grinned harder to compensate for the all too familiar and presumptive pheromones that Jack was pumping into the room.

“Jackie, hi,” Lena blurted and stepped over to peck him on the cheek.

They had so much history together that the gesture was akin to showing affection to a family member, and it was automatic on her part. She didn’t detect a problem with her behavior until she noticed how Kara was standing, shoulders high and with the most bizarre smile on her face.

“Lena, I hoped you would be free today,” Jack apologetically murmured, the sounds mixed up in the growth of his beard. “I suppose I should have checked in beforehand. Would you and umm — Kara — like to join me for lunch at Cosette’s?”

Lena dropped back to eye Kara, and she was about to shake her head when the alpha made the decision for her.

“We sure would.” Kara flung a casual arm over Lena’s shoulder and filled her immediate personal space with aggressive rut pheromones.

“Right, well, my car is waiting downstairs,” Jack declared and motioned for Kara to lead the way out towards the elevators.

Kara set the vase of flowers on Lena’s desk and ushered her through the door ahead of Jack.

The ride to the first floor was silent and uncomfortable, and both Kara and Jack seemed in a race to exit first, culminating in the amusing though absurd collision of their shoulders hitting not only each other’s, but the metal frame of the elevator.

“Sorry—ah—tight fit,” Jack muttered with his chin tucked to his chest.

Kara laughed, exaggerated and much longer than usual, and Lena observed them both with a critical squint at how they were behaving. Her heat must have been affecting them both, and being stuck inside a small, enclosed space wasn’t helping.

“You should go,” Kara uttered with a step back and then must have realized how that might have sounded. She overcompensated by gesturing wildly with her hand in a way she might shoo a cat. “You know, so we know which car is yours.”

“Lena is familiar with it,” Jack stated with far too much pride for it to be a slip of the tongue.


Kara stared at him as he walked off, jaw tensed and eyebrows pinched together. Lena leaned into Kara’s side and took the alpha’s hand to try and snap her out of whatever awful thoughts she might be thinking.

“The most we ever did in his car was go over spreadsheets,” Lena whispered under her breath and used the affectionate scent of her omega to lure Kara’s attention back to where it belonged, on her breasts and the buttons of her shirt that strained to conceal them.

It worked for all of five seconds, until Jack chivalrously opened the passenger door for Lena with the expectation that she would sit up front with him. His bearded face was earnest, and it was obvious from the torrent of pheromones he gave off that he still considered himself in the running for Lena’s heart.

“I thought we might go over some of my proposals on our way to the restaurant,” Jack explained when Lena didn’t release her hold on Kara’s hand the way he must have imagined she would.

“As fascinating as your work is, I think it’s best if we schedule an appointment to really get into it,” Lena tactfully proposed, ready to disclose that she was already in a relationship as Kara cleared her throat loud enough to mimic a car engine.

“No, hey, that’s fine, I mean who am I to stand in the way of scientific breakthroughs?” Kara rambled with narrowed eyes that sized Jack up. She untangled her hand from Lena’s and side stepped to open the back passenger door. Her behavior was strange and sending mixed signals, and Lena was preoccupied by the change in Kara while Jack cajoled her into the front seat.

Jack kept his hands on the wheel, though Lena could sense he was tempted to place one on her thigh while he drove. The overwhelming scent of Kara’s rut bordered on hostile whenever Jack’s conversation strayed from his line of work. The car ride couldn’t have taken more than five minutes, yet it felt like it lasted an hour.

Lena’s sex-craving omega fluctuated between wanting to climb over the seat to sit on Kara’s cock and reprimand the alpha for causing her cunt to contract so frequently that the fragrant scent of her arousal was noticeable. She soothed herself by pressing her thighs together, and when they finally ventured into Cosette’s, she was amazed that her slick hadn’t soaked through her skirt.

“God, it feels like we haven’t done this in years,” Jack sighed and held out a chair for Lena that she ignored in favor of sitting in the one Kara suavely pulled out. He recovered without missing a beat and slid a menu Lena’s way as she grinned. “Do you remember the night I drank half a bottle of wine and—”

“Almost set your tie on fire leaning over to steal my dessert? Fondly,” Lena laughed, her hand surreptitiously finding Kara’s knee beneath the table to squeeze.

Kara’s rigidity softened, and she finally relaxed as Lena confided, “The thing about Jack is that he’ll swear he doesn’t have a sweet tooth, but the moment you order something sinfully delicious, he’ll want some.”

“Who can fault him for that when everything looks so good?” Kara chuckled, barely looking up from the menu as she pursed her lips, “Personally I’m not the type who wants share the things I like, so if you try that with me, I might have to jab you with a fork.”

Lena implicitly knew the light quip wasn’t about desserts and Jack averted his eyes which had previously been on her tits. The faint whiff of jealousy that emanated from Kara suddenly made so much sense to Lena that she fell silent as she considered how to address it.

“Right, well, I’m starved, so if you two are ready to order…”

Without waiting to find out, Jack signaled a waiter over, and Lena slid her hand up Kara’s thigh only to retract it as a friendly beta strode over to greet them.

“What can I get you?” The beta asked and clicked his pen to jot down their meal choices.

Lena figured the tension at the table would lessen after they all had food in front of them, but there was a lot she had to learn about the behavior of alphas and betas who were competing for a mate.


Their server was fast about taking their orders—a loaded burger with fries for Jack, a sprout salad for Lena, and a sub for Kara—and the beta was just as fast about putting the food on the table. Jack picked at his fries and somehow still found ample time to talk.

“So, Kara, what is it you do for a living?” Jack inquired with a stroke of his beard that made him seem almost distinguished. “I didn’t get the chance to ask you before.”

“I’m a sex therapist,” Kara boasted, much prouder about announcing it than before. “I’m licensed for the clinical side of the practice, but I gravitated more towards counseling.”

With their relationship being so new, Lena hadn’t known that about Kara, and if they were alone at the table, she might have asked her mate to play doctor at some point in the near future. Her cunt convulsed in enjoyment and she had to stuff spinach leaves into her mouth to refrain from getting too excited.

“Ah, you must be a rare alpha who actually has a sensitive side,” Jack remarked with the smallest smile twitching at his lips in a way that was far from friendly.

“Yeah, you’re right about that, I like getting in touch with others,” Kara chuckled and picked up her sandwich, though she paused before taking a bite to meet Jack’s eye. “You strike me as someone who gets in touch with himself frequently.”

Lena narrowly avoided inhaling one of the leafy greens on her plate and she coughed into a napkin as the rivalry between the two of them caused Jack’s mustache to quiver in agitation.

Jack’s offended scent was tempered only by his penchant to avoid conflict, so it was no surprise to Lena as he forced a laugh and pompously retorted, “Some of us are too busy trying to better the world.”

“And where better to start than with yourself? Mental health is just as important as beating cancer, don’t you think?” Kara’s laid-back demeanor gave off the kind of confidence Jack was trying to emulate, and the slow grin that spread across her face was an indicator that she knew what she was doing.

“I’ll just let you two chat business and I’ll be right back,” Lena intoned, not waiting around for Jack to overcome his huffiness and respond.

She grabbed her purse and nodded towards the restroom with the intention of freshening up before everyone in the restaurant detected her attraction to Kara.

The conversation at the table could crumble in her absence, but she sensed Kara would prevent that from happening, and she believed Jack would back off rather than become more aggressive towards someone he had just met.

Lena didn’t want anyone fighting over her, and yet there was a certain exhilaration that came from having a mate who was self-assured and assertive. Not that she wanted Kara to be jealous, or to feel like she had to lock horns with Jack for the rights to her. She just appreciated that Kara was invested enough to sit through lunch with a perceived competitor.  


The restroom was vacant and Lena stepped in front of the mirror once inside. She put on a thicker and creamier lipstick and reached for the small perfume bottle she kept on hand in case she needed it at work. As she was about to dab some onto her throat, the door suddenly opened behind her and Kara stepped inside and locked it shut.

“I’d apologize for following you to the restroom, but I’m not sorry at all for stealing a few minutes alone with you,” Kara murmured in the quiet space, and stood there a moment longer just to appreciate the sight of Lena in her pencil skirt and blouse. She seemed particularly enchanted by the buttons straining to keep Lena’s breasts hidden, and marched forward to ease one of them loose so that her voluptuous bounty spilled free.

“You’re taking a big risk coming in here just to cop a feel,” Lena playfully warned, her adrenaline pumping at the fear of someone knocking on the door while Kara felt her up.


She couldn’t resist the urge to lean into the sinks when Kara saw fit to push down a lacy cup of her bra to suck on a pert nipple. A jolt of pleasure traveled straight to her cunt and her clit throbbed in envy at the oral attention.

“What makes you think that’s all I’m doing?” Kara teased in return, and suavely began gliding her hand up the sensuous curve of Lena’s inner thigh.


There wasn’t much room to part her legs in such a slim fitting skirt, and Lena regretted her choice until Kara’s fingers skimmed her thong. It was silky with her arousal, so slick that Kara could feel her protruding clit through the skimpy fabric. The barest caress brought her knees together and Lena’s moan echoed in the bathroom.

“You’ve been calling to me to satisfy you since we got in his car, and I don’t think you can wait any longer, can you, Lena?” Kara asked, her lips hovering above Lena’s as she watched her pupils dilate with unmistakable lust. “You need me to take care of your cunt right now before your omega makes you beg for it at the table.”

Lena found Kara’s confidence to be just as sexy as her dirty talk, and she whimpered in agreement and wrapped her arms around the alpha’s strong shoulders. She was still learning how to show her desires and appreciation through touch, and Kara rewarded her initiative by pushing her thong aside to dip a single finger into her cunt. They both groaned at how tight and warm she was, and Kara gave a slow thrust to make Lena rock her hips.

“I’ve needed you from the moment we left that hotel and parted ways,” Lena confided, her sultry pheromones dampened by the smallest amount of shame.

She worried how pathetic that made her, but she wanted Kara to know the truth. For the first time in her life, she was embracing her proclivities and discovering how powerful real pleasure could be, and she didn’t want that to end, especially with Kara.

“I know the feeling,” Kara husked and unabashedly slipped her hand over Lena’s to guide her in cupping the solid length of her cock. It jerked against Lena’s palm and the fabric of Kara’s pants when she smoothed a hand over the hefty girth, and Kara sighed in contentment as she squeezed. “Nothing I do compares to feeling you wrapped around my cock. ”

Lena’s omega was elated to feel Kara’s thick and stiff erection, and the fleeting negativity she experienced melted away as her sexual greed burned through her senses. She didn’t care that Jack was sitting alone waiting on their return, or that someone might need to use the restroom, because she was hot and desperate for whatever Kara wanted to give her.

“Would you think less of me if I allowed you to fuck me in here?” Lena wondered aloud, gaining her own confidence to be direct as she fingered the zipper on Kara’s pants and rocked forward to take her knuckle deep. Her salacious whisper darkened Kara’s eyes and Lena moaned as one finger became two.

Kara crooked them with deliberate intent into the sensitive upper wall of Lena’s tender cunt and rubbed the heel of the same hand into her clit. “Never, but I had something else in mind.” She didn’t elaborate as she continued to lazily thrust, and instead reached into her pocket to retrieve a little silk pouch that she offered to Lena.

“Are all your gifts going to bring me orgasms?” Lena lilted upon opening the pouch to find a toy that could rest in her palm. It curved in on itself, almost like a horseshoe with soft ridges along the inside.

“Only if you behave yourself,” Kara intoned with a slow grin that brought a blush to Lena’s cheeks. She eased her fingers out of Lena’s grasping passage and smeared her essence over the inner ridges of the toy. “You did so well at the theater, I thought you might enjoy trying something new, but if you’d rather wait—”

“No,” Lena blurted, already frustrated at the loss of Kara’s warmth. She had gone almost twenty-four hours without Kara touching her, and she couldn’t go any longer without losing her mind. “No, I want to try it now.”

“Are you sure?” Kara pressed with a keen eye on how labored Lena’s breaths had become. The excitement building between them was almost as intoxicating as the sex itself and she took back the toy to coat it in more slick. “You’ll have to be very quiet at the table.”

“Yes, please, I’ll be so quiet, Kara, nobody will know.”

Lena couldn’t believe how wanton she had become in a matter of two short weeks. If given the choice, she would never revert back to the woman she was before—timid and meek and sexually repressed to the point of being afraid to communicate her needs in relationships.

Now here she was, in the bathroom at a restaurant and begging an alpha to play with her cunt. It was quite a contrast, and Lena reflected on that while Kara partially unzipped her skirt to slide it up her thighs.

Her thong barely concealed her modesty, and Kara inhaled the heady scent of her arousal as she peeled the soaked fabric off to one side. “Spread your pussy, Lena, let me see how much you want this.”

The guttural command caused her cunt to contract, and Lena complied as Kara bent down to get eye level with her pussy. Lena parted her lips with two fingers to give Kara an intimate view inside, and moaned when her mate pushed one half of the toy into her opening.

Only once it was slotted securely inside Lena with the thicker portion nestled comfortably between her pussy lips did Kara stand up and show off the small remote that paired with the device. She clicked it once, and Lena whimpered at the gentle vibrations that rippled through her clit and teased her deep inside.

“How does it feel, Lena? Do you think you can handle more?” Kara’s enthusiasm enchanted Lena, and she nodded so the alpha would increase the setting.

Two clicks upped the vibration to a blissful stimulation and Lena moaned in gratitude for the pleasure she was receiving.

“Of all the things I’ve done in my life, experimenting with you is by far the most rewarding,” Lena breathlessly stated, amazed at how carefully Kara handled her when they tried new things together.

The alpha reached down to pet her cunt after fixing her thong, and then zipped her skirt as she stood up. She moved as if to adjust Lena’s bra next, only she never got the chance because Lena stepped back with a coy smile.

“You can’t leave me yet, not until I thank you properly for the gift.” Lena rasped and placed her fingers on Kara’s zipper. She tugged it open and pushed her hand through the slitted fabric to grasp Kara’s cock.

It was difficult to squat in four-inch heels and such a tight skirt, yet Lena went for it anyway. She needed the taste of Kara in her mouth, even if it ruined her make-up and meant she would be in the bathroom longer to tidy herself up afterwards. The tip of Kara’s cock beaded with arousal and Lena puckered her lips to lavish it with a moan.

“I love that you want to suck on me, Lena, it’s so sexy seeing your lipstick streak along my cock,” Kara rumbled, keeping her hips perfectly still to allow Lena the chance to work her mouth up and down her thickened shaft.

Lena bobbed her head faster, keeping her eyes locked with Kara’s as she grasped at her thighs to steady herself. She wanted to bring Kara close to the edge as fast as possible, and she popped her lips around her sensitive brim to hear the sultry growls her mate exhaled.

“I want you in my mouth all of the time,” Lena confessed with a lick at the tip and a puckered kiss.

She hollowed her cheeks to caress Kara’s cock as thoroughly as possible and moaned when Kara fisted her ponytail to encourage her to keep going.

Kara groaned at the soft fluttering of Lena’s tongue, her hips shifting forward in a quest for pleasure every time Lena backed off to press another wet kiss to the tip. Her alpha was becoming restless, and Kara’s quiet grunts were gradually tapering off to ragged moans. “Keep going, baby, feels so good when you use your tongue.”

Lena could feel how close Kara was just by how stiff she had gotten, and she took hold of the base of her cock to jerk Kara roughly. She sucked exclusively on the wide glans, surprising the both of them with her voracious behavior, and moaning around the intrusion when Kara pushed against the back of her throat.

Kara cursed under her breath, slurred with lust as she pitched her hips forward, and just when it seemed she was about to climax, Lena slipped her mate’s cock out of her mouth and stood up.

“I’m not saying we should cut lunch short, but I’d rather have you in my mouth than any of the menu options,” Lena husked with a sexy arch of her eyebrow that she hoped Kara would interpret as a promise to continue after they parted ways with Jack.

She smoothed down the edges of Kara’s shirt collar and moved back towards the mirror to apply the lipstick she had just smeared off and spritz herself with more perfume. It didn’t hide her heat at all, but it helped to tone down the scent of her arousal, even though her cunt was working hard at keeping the toy in place.

Kara caught her eye in the mirror and flashed her a grin while she tucked her cock out of sight. “I’ll head back first, and you can follow when you’re ready.”

Lena watched her swagger all the way out the door and then returned to freshening up. She fastened the buttons on her shirt before the whole restaurant realized she was getting some in the restroom.

She took a few deep steadying breaths before leaving, and barely made it to the table when the vibration of the toy strengthened. As pleasure threatened to knock her knees together, she side-eyed Kara and all but stumbled forward to take her seat in case she dropped without the support.

“Lena, is everything alright? You seem quite flushed.” Jack’s immediate concern would have been sweet if not for the way he leaned on the table to peer at her with suspicion. He pursed his lips like he wanted to say something else and faltered when Lena laughed.

“I’m fine. I had an impromptu call with a board member and you know how heated those can get.” Lena offered him a smile as she picked up her fork to stab at her salad, and tried not to gasp when the pressure against her clit intensified. Sitting down really buried the toy in her cunt, and it took restraint not to rock in her seat. “So-ooh, what were you two talking about while I was gone?”

Kara seemed to understand her dilemma, though instead of extending any sympathy, she released stronger, more direct pheromones to call to Lena’s omega. The rich musk compelled Lena’s tight channel to spasm in excitement and she forgot to breathe momentarily as Kara reached beneath the table to clasp her inner thigh.

“Jack was just asking how I knew you, so I was telling him all about the night I met you at the charity event we both attended.” Kara’s casual tone was perfect for concealing what was taking place right in the middle of the restaurant, and Lena would have whimpered at the loss of contact if Kara hadn’t thumbed the toy onto a higher setting.

The quiet buzz was near silent in the chatter of the restaurant and Lena struggled not to make a sound as her core muscles began to tighten. She was surrounded by people in one of the nicest locations in town, and all she wanted was to drop to her knees and beg Kara to fuck her. She should have been mortified that her cunt was soaked while she sat across from her ex, and yet all Lena cared about was how subtly she could undulate before that drew unwanted attention.

“Lena’s always thought of those less fortunate. It’s one of the things I love most about her,” Jack uttered with a lift of his chin and a twinkle in his eye. He didn’t realize that the pretty glow of Lena’s cheeks had nothing to do with playing coy.

“Oh god—that’s so good—so nice of you.” Lena moved her hips, conscious of how the passionate spasms within her cunt were escalating towards orgasm.

No longer in tune with her mind, her hand shot out to grip at the edge of the table. Fortunately, she was sitting with her back to a wall, and that afforded her the privacy to fully straddle the chair and allow Kara to rub her deeper. She knew that despite the newness of the relationship, her cunt belonged to the alpha, and she entertained lewd fantasies of having some reason to give up her own seat just so she could sit on Kara’s cock at the table. The back of her pencil skirt would be soaked through before Kara was done with her, and still she pursued pleasure with tighter clenches of her cunt.

“I really needed this,” Lena gasped mid-sentence, riding the toy harder under the cover of the tablecloth. “A lunch break. So often I forget how important it is to take a few minutes in the middle of the day just to unwind.”

“It’s something you should work into your daily routine,” Kara stated and increased the internal pulsation and speed of the massage feature over Lena’s clitoris. “It’s part of a healthy lifestyle, and as a therapist, I can’t speak more highly of the benefits.”

Jack postured like he expected to be the one to take Lena out on lunch dates for the foreseeable future. “I couldn’t agree more. Do make it a habit.”

Lena nodded vigorously, which she tended to do during sex when she was too breathless to talk. The curved intrusion was penetrating her just where she needed it, and Kara seemed determined to get her off right there in front of her salad and Jack Spheer.

The beta stared over at her with a bland smile, and it depressed Lena that it was the one time she looked him in the eye and experienced a physical reaction. She turned away from him and focused on Kara, and the casual way the alpha sat with one arm draped over the chair.

“Kara, you’re so deep,” Lena whined, biting her lip at the nuisance her mouth posed when she was being pleasured out of her mind. “So deep—emotionally speaking. You must be an old soul. You always give me the best advice.”

It didn’t matter that Kara’s advice was straightforward and the same thing Lena had been reading for years in articles about reducing stress.

Kara took the compliment in stride and ticked up the intensity of the toy buried inside Lena.

The glorious dual sensations made her undulate and she turned heads with the sexual fragrance she gave off at the culmination of it all. Her omega promiscuously declared that she was in heat as her cunt pulsated like it only did around a knot.

She was dazed afterwards and removed her phone from her purse for an excuse to leave the table. “I hate to cut this short, especially given what we were just discussing, but duty calls. Literally.”

Conveniently, there was a missed call from her assistant registering on her screen and she held it up as a distraction as she scooted back her chair.

“Oh, right, I understand,” Jack assured her and came in for an awkward hug that required him to bend to meet her smaller stature. “Can I give you a ride back to L-Corp?”

“No, I’ll just grab a cab out front so I can work on the way back,” Lena lied and slipped her purse high onto her shoulder while she glared at Kara subtly and waited for her to get up.

Kara was inhaling the sweet scent of her lustful omega slick and launched herself out of her seat at a delay. She threw enough money at their server to cover the cost of all of their meals and the tip. “Mind if I share your cab? My bike is parked at L-Corp.”

“I suppose not.” Lena shrugged and hurried through her exit before her beta ex caught onto what they were doing.

Kara paused to shake hands with Jack, using the same fingers that had been inside of her earlier, and Lena forced herself to walk off before her fake bright smile gave her away. She staggered out onto the streets, off balance and shaky thanks to her orgasm.

Kara must have been faster than the average person, since she was through the door and holding onto Lena’s arm in no time.

They climbed into the backseat of the first available cab, and throughout the ride back to Lena’s office, Kara stimulated her to keep the toy nestled inside.

“Do you regret giving me control?” Kara asked honestly once they were back in Lena’s office building. “Consider this an official check in. I want to be certain you were happy with what took place today over lunch.”

“Happy? Ecstatic is more like it.” Lena spread herself out on the white leather couch to let Kara remove the toy from inside of her.

Kara parted her labia with gentle fingers, eased the device out of her and then soothed Lena by palming her cunt. “You know I wasn’t visiting just to bring you flowers today. I had a whole date planned.”

The revelation brought Lena’s eyebrows together and she gaped at Kara in confusion in spite of how prone she was, stretched out and bare from the waist down. “Then why did you accept Jack’s invitation to have lunch? I would have much rather gone with you.”

Kara had the good grace to look embarrassed and sucked in a slow breath as she hung her head.

Judging from the subtle notes of vulnerability that Kara allowed to infuse the air, this wasn’t simply a matter of alpha pride. “When I walked in and he was standing here waiting like he had already made plans with you, I guess some part of me re-lived all the moments in my life when I found out last that I was third wheel. That’s not an excuse for my behavior and I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”

Kara’s sincerity was evident, and given what Lena knew about Lucy, a clear a pattern was emerging with the types of experiences Kara had with women. It pained Lena to imagine Kara finding out they only wanted one thing from her and that it wasn’t a relationship.

“I suppose being in rut and spending the better part of the weekend inside me didn’t help?” Lena asked.

“I may have let my alpha get the best of me, just a little bit,” Kara admitted as she stood up to wash off the toy in Lena’s personal bathroom. “Let me make it up to you by taking you on the date?”

“You have nothing to make up to me, but I will definitely go on a date with you.” Lena grabbed her skirt off the couch with the realization she might need an outfit change. The fabric was still visibly damp and not the least bit suited for riding on the back of a motorcycle.

Kara must have sensed her dilemma and resolved it by striding back over to the desk, where she lifted a shopping bag Lena hadn’t noticed earlier in the day. “These are other gifts I thought you might need.”

Lena peeked into the bag to find a leather jacket with silver zips and a pair of motorcycle pants in her size. Her exes never would have driven a motorcycle, but they also wouldn’t have given Lena such an adventurous gift. She pulled the pants up to her waist and tucked the jacket into its bag for safekeeping.

“I love this, but I should probably wait to put it on,” Lena commented and swung her purse back onto her arm with a dimpled grin. “I don’t make it a habit to entertain alphas behind closed office doors, but after today, every employee on this floor is going to know that you’re my mate. If I walk out dressed in leather, a lot of people are going to talk.”

She made it a point to hold hands with Kara as they left. Her personal assistants were aware of her heat, and that for the first time in ages, she was taking her week of heat leave. Everyone would be able to speculate how she planned to spend those days off, and in the past Lena might have worried about her public image, but she didn’t care. As she left the building, her main concern was how soon Kara would be filling her cunt with seed.

Lena quizzed her once they were outside and away from the people who would be gossiping about them for the rest of the day. “So, do I get a clue as to where we’re going or is this all another big surprise?”

“Maybe not a big surprise, but I will say we’re headed to a quiet destination,” Kara enigmatically informed her and helped her onto the back of the bike just like she had on their first date. Only this time Kara kissed her, and that sweet meeting of mouths brought back Lena’s longing for the kind of satisfaction only Kara could give her.

“You’re not taking me to a silent movie, are you? I don’t think I can manage another orgasm without moaning,” Lena teased through a smile that brightened when Kara laughed. She wrapped her arms around the alpha’s waist and tucked her chin onto Kara’s shoulder until her mate handed her the spare helmet in lieu of an answer.

“You’ll have to wait and see,” Kara insisted as Lena pouted at the lack of information.

She made sure their helmets were secure before taking off, and after several long minutes of racing through traffic, they were off the highway and venturing down a stretch of road unfamiliar to Lena.

With the hum of the bike between her legs, Lena couldn’t resist reaching around to fondle Kara’s cock through her pants. They drove on quiet country roads outside of the city, and Lena took advantage by unzipping Kara just to feel the hefty girth in the palm of her hand. She couldn’t wrap her fingers all the way around it, but she gripped it from the bottom up and stroked all the way up to the tip.

The roar of the engine drowned out Kara’s groans, though Lena imagined she could still hear them every time Kara’s cock jerked or strained from her caress. She was being reckless in her lust, unable to tame her omega when the musk of Kara and leather filled her senses. The danger of rubbing her fingers over the sticky groove at the tip of Kara’s erection was worth it, and Lena held no doubt that if her advances were unwelcome Kara would have slowed down and come to a stop.

Lena wondered what kind of mess she could make if she kept going, and if Kara would forgive her for it.

The more she leaned into Kara to stroke her fully, the better her pussy pressed into the seat. She edged herself with the vibrations, careful not to throw them off balance while she entertained the fantasy of Kara pulling over to reprimand her for being so naughty.

Lena was of split minds about whether or not she would enjoy her ass or cunt being spanked when Kara finally reduced her speed and cut the engine. She was so flustered by the dominant spice of Kara’s rut that she barely looked around until Kara took off her helmet and got off the bike with her dick still proudly out.

They were in the middle of a clearing with tall trees all around, and hanging from a thick branch was a wicker basket. Kara pulled off her helmet to sling it over the handle of her bike and then untied the basket to pull a blanket off the top. She spread it out with a flourish and beckoned Lena over with a wave of her hand. “I know this isn’t as fancy as some of the places I could have taken you, but I thought you might appreciate getting away from the city, so you don’t have to worry about keeping your heat in check around others.”

“You’ve been so good to me during the last few days of my heat. I think it’s time I show you my gratitude.” Lena glanced around at the romantic setting in appreciation for Kara’s planning and forethought. She slipped the leather jacket off her shoulders with an idea coming to mind.

With nimble fingers, she unbuttoned her blouse and then discarded her pants to pose nude on top of Kara’s motorcycle. The leather seat was still warm from the ride, and her skin reacted to the warmth with prickles of desire. Her slick stuck to her pussy her lips as she spread them outward, following all of the whims of her omega.

Kara stepped around the picnic blanket, slack jawed and open mouthed as she wandered closer and stopped just short of touching Lena.

“Why don’t you take some sexy pictures or a video of me to keep on your phone?” Lena dictated and teased a single fingertip over the small cleft of her cunt. She rubbed her own moisture all over the apex between her thighs, making it shine with arousal. “I bet you didn’t think I was this type of omega when you first took me out.”

“Yeah, but I sure hoped,” Kara rumbled, so transfixed on Lena’s erotic display that she didn’t think to filter herself. She pulled out her phone to take a few quick pictures of Lena lying seductively on her bike and then switched over to video to get a more direct shot of her glistening slit.

“Sit back with one leg draped over the side,” Kara whispered in excitement and inched forward to get a close up of the luscious rouge of Lena’s open entrance. She wrapped her hand around her cock as she neared the bike, stroking over her length while instructing Lena to do more. “Get those fingers nice and wet for me. Use two and take it nice and slow.”

Lena did as she was told and pushed her fingers into her cunt, keeping them far apart to stretch herself and hold Kara’s attention. She massaged some of her silken wetness into her inner walls and felt how they grasped around her in response.  The deeper pink striations of her pussy were all picked up by the camera, and Kara began running her fist over her cock faster.

“I want you to be in charge of my cunt,” Lena moaned, rubbing into a sensitive spot and observing as Kara’s cock reacted. “I loved what you did to me at lunch today and you should feel free to do it again whenever the mood strikes. Look how wet you made me.”

Such lewd behavior would have made Lena blush in past relationships, but it never occurred to her that she could have flaunted herself so promiscuously with her exes. Lena was learning so much from Kara and herself in the process of embracing her sexual needs, and it thrilled her to discover that presenting her cunt for Kara’s admiration turned her on the most. She took pride in holding her pussy lips open to grant Kara and her camera an unobstructed view of the nectar gathering inside her with every internal squeeze.

“Fuck, hearing you say that gets me so hard. You have such a beautiful cunt, Lena, I can’t wait to claim it with my seed,” Kara groaned, viscous strands of excitement dripping from the tip of her cock as she jerked herself with a firm grip. She rubbed the wide purple glans between Lena’s labia and teased her clit with a few quick passes.

“Do it, Kara, come over my cunt so you’ll have proof that it’s all yours and nobody else's,” Lena breathlessly begged, wrapping her wet fingers around the brim of Kara’s cock to massage the head. The friction evoked a guttural sound of pleasure from Kara and the alpha pitched her hips forward as thick jets of creamy seed blasted across Lena’s pussy.

There was so much that it dripped between Lena’s lips and pooled beneath her on the seat, and she obediently scooped it up to push into her cunt with her fingers.

Kara tucked her phone into her pocket and moved her pants down to rest below the hips. Lena took that as her cue to bend herself over the motorcycle, and soon she was moaning from Kara thrusting into her sensitive cunt. Her tits pressed into the leather and Kara pushed into her hot silkiness with power and straining upper quad muscles.

Kara’s firm grip tightened around Lena’s waist to keep her steady as the force of her thighs threatened to knock the bike over. She growled from the sensuous ripple of Lena’s cunt and the pulsations that drew her deeper. “Now that I’m in control of your cunt, it’s always going to feel like you’re in heat, Lena. I’ll have you use special balms every morning to keep you extra sensitive.”

“Oh god, I hope you really mean that. What else will you do?” Lena whined in surprise, her desperate channel contracting as if her omega was privately begging for Kara to confirm it.

She kept her backside up for Kara to squeeze and moaned when her mate quickened her thrusts. The solid length of Kara’s shaft felt divine inside her, and the thick tip pounded her cervix.

“I’ll let you play with your pussy whenever you want, but only if you send me pictures to show me what a good girl you are for keeping yourself ready for my cock,” Kara insisted, her labored breaths interspersed with low moans while she worked out the details of her fantasy.

The more Kara said, the harder she slammed into Lena, and the tranquility of their hidden getaway was disrupted by the cadence of Lena’s pleasure.

The airy repetition of Lena’s moans broke only when Kara saw fit to glide her fingers through Lena’s glistening folds.

The insistent strum against her aching clit buckled Lena’s knees, and she leaned heavily into the seat with a ragged whimper of bliss.

“From now on, unless I’m the one making you come, you’re not allowed to orgasm alone without my permission,” Kara asserted seconds before her hips snapped forward to empty a torrent of seed into Lena’s constricting cunt. She barely finished throbbing when she pulled out to help Lena onto her feet and spin her around to kiss her.

Kara positioned her hands on the bike handles and sat behind her to slide Lena down on her cock. They had only just begun and Lena’s pussy was full of so much of Kara’s seed that it dripped over her mate’s shaft when she started to bounce.

“Yes, I need you to be the one to make me come,” Lena whined and clutched harder at the handlebars, making good use of them for leverage as she rode on Kara’s cock. Her bottom was red from Kara slamming into her and she was no less rough on herself. She satisfied her libido by stuffing her cunt full and Kara erupted inside of her.

The sexual greed of Kara’s alpha continued to thrill Lena, and she gasped at how easily her lover lifted her to position her on the picnic blanket.

She presented without any instruction, stretching out to press her check against the soft wool with her knees wide apart and a submissive bend to her spine that signaled she was ready for mating. It was exhilarating to give in to her carnal desires, to let Kara dominate her in the middle of a forest where anyone might happen upon them.

She trusted that wouldn’t be the case, yet the fantasy drove her omega to spread a scent that broadcasted her fertile cunt to anyone in the vicinity. It certainly had an impact on Kara, who knew firsthand that Lena was on birth control, but still mounted her with the kind of vigor a mate would use when breeding.

“Seed my cunt, Kara, give me everything you have and then knot me,” Lena pleaded, enamored with Kara’s eagerness to command her pleasure and keep her endlessly satisfied.

She had never known anyone willing to put her needs first, and while she recognized that Kara was feeding her own desires by getting her off, it still touched Lena on a deeper emotional level.

Love came to mind, right as Kara’s swollen tip pushed into the space it had created for itself inside Lena’s clutching warmth. She knew she was in love, even though they had only been together for two weeks. Her pheromones were laced with it, her heart fluttered from it and her omega had no option but to offer her cunt.

Lena would have been terrified if she didn’t believe that Kara felt the same way, and the more the alpha drilled into her with urgent demanding strokes, the more convinced Lena was that her feelings were mutual. She backed into Kara’s thrusts to keep her sheathed in her hot embrace and worked her pussy in desperate spasms to entice a knot to pop.

“Len-nuh,” Kara groaned, her heavy hand settling on the dip of Lena’s lower spine so that her thumb could stroke along one of the dimples in that spot. “I wanted to last longer than this, but you’re not gonna let me, huh? You know your pussy’s so good I can’t resist it.”

Lena prided herself on tightening around the bulging knot and forcing her cunt over the thick circumference of it. She whimpered feverishly, determined to take the expanding girth into her bare opening. With the sex drive of her heat just starting to peak, she persisted until Kara was grunting and filling her with more seed. She pulled at her mate’s arm, dragging it around herself as she arched in pleasure and then curled on the picnic blanket.

Kara continued to pump into her with a perpetual and lazy roll of her pelvis. She palmed at Lena’s breasts now that they were exposed to her, and tugged on her sensitive nipples before finally sucking one into her mouth.


Lena exhaled a keening whine until her alpha hooked a hand under her knee and coaxed her leg over one of her own thighs. The extra spread allowed Kara’s knot to penetrate further still, and Lena whimpered at how their bodies entwined.

It took Kara ten minutes to recover enough of her wits to reach for the wicker basket that sat in front of them, and another two to actually snag it with her fingertips, because neither of them could move. Her success brought forth a delicious selection of fruits, nuts, and artisanal bread. Tucked right beside it all was a bottle of wine and two glasses to accompany it.

Through teamwork, they managed to pull out plates and the selection of food, which Kara chivalrously lifted to Lena’s mouth. There was something quite intimate in maintaining eye contact when Lena’s lips wrapped around a grape, and she blushed at the sudden unmistakable pulse of seed that throbbed into her cunt.

“When I imagined feeding you romantically, I wasn’t quite picturing us like this.” Kara confided, not the least bit bothered by how aroused she was at the lightest caress of Lena’s lips against her fingertips.

“I don’t suppose you packed a tent in there as well,” Lena teased, her voice so raspy it was barely above a whisper. “Not that I want to set up camp, but I don’t imagine we’ll be leaving before the sun sets.”

“I’ll have you back in your penthouse before nightfall,” Kara promised and nuzzled sweetly into the crook of Lena’s neck. “Maybe we can stargaze on your balcony while you sit in my lap if you’re not exhausted by then.”

She smirked at the playful way Kara raised her eyebrows and then tucked herself into her mate’s arms with a mischievous, non-committal hum. “We’ll see what the night brings. It’s going to take a lot to exhaust me this time.”