Name Your Price - Part 2

Tags: Edging, masturbation, use of toys, brief use of nipple clamps at the end, oral (on Lena), multiple orgasms and smut. Mon-El is a jerk and treats Kara badly, but she stands up for herself - avoid if you find this upsetting.

Word count: 7,590

The first Monday back to work after Lena’s impromptu vacation was slated to be a nightmare. Jess notified her of a few problems that cropped up while she was away, and Lena received ten meeting reminders from Google calendar before eight o’clock that morning. Five of the meetings happened to be with people she despised. Lena had even slept with two of them in rather risqué business affairs and she dreaded the thought of starting her week with a confrontation.

Kara picked up on the complete difference in Lena’s mood when she slid out of bed and hiked up her underwear.

Lena tried and failed to act normal as she put on the boardroom suit that she laid out before her morning shower. Her mind was on her business adversaries and not on Kara, even though they had just spent the last half hour fooling around.

Without even once glancing over her shoulder, she applied a sanguine lipstick that made her smile fierce and threatening.

Entreating omega scents came from behind her, and Lena finally turned to find the omega pouting.

“You just got out of bed without even kissing me after sex,” Kara complained. “I had gotten very accustomed to that during our vacation.”

Lena chuckled over the playful sulking and stalked back towards the bed to eye Kara’s breasts, their perfect lift and excited nipples. “Allow me to remedy the problem.”

She pressed wet prints to Kara’s breasts, smudging her lipstick all around one of the omega’s nipples before glancing up at the satisfaction on her face. “Better?”

Kara grinned like she might just let Lena off without interrogating her. “Definitely better, but now you have to tell me what’s bothering you.”

Lena groaned at that and reached for her suit jacket, swinging it around her shoulders to pretend like she didn’t have the time. “I have to return to work today instead of staying home and playing some more with you. Isn’t that enough of a reason to be a little grumpy?”

“In that case, I’ll come by to cheer you up after I finish my morning shift,” Kara insisted and slipped her bra on over her head. She pulled a hideous dress from her bag and nearly dragged it down over her shoulders before Lena grabbed it out of her hands.

“Remind me to set up you up with an appointment with my personal shopper,” Lena muttered, and then gave the omega one of her own suit dresses to wear—navy, simple cut and much more flattering on Kara’s figure. “I’m not dressing you just because I’m a possessive alpha and I like to take care of my things. That outfit looks like the sale rack, and this will improve your confidence.”

“But I work at an auto shop,” Kara protested with laughter that continued to peal out of her from Lena’s show of attitude.

Lena put a hand on her hip and fixed Kara with a look she hoped wouldn’t come off as condescending. “God, I know I shouldn’t be like this, but I want bigger and better things for your life and I’m going to nag until you quit that job. Follow your true ambitions, Kara. You have a brilliant mind.”

Kara smiled from ear to ear and looped her arms around Lena’s shoulders. “What if I told you I already cut back my hours and signed up for classes?”

“I would say that’s very sexy.” Lena caressed at the omega’s neck with her whisper and slipped her hand into Kara’s panties to tease at her sensitive inner lips. She liked to make her approval known to Kara in very physical ways, and the omega rocked against her, slowly and sensually.

“I hope you have a good day of meetings,” Kara cheerfully declared and kissed her before retreating a with the suit Lena picked out.

“Wait, you’re just going to leave abruptly?” Lena huffed and pursued her new girlfriend out into the hall, where Kara grabbed her flats and stuffed her feet into them.

“If I stay, you’ll be late for your first meeting of the day!” Kara exclaimed and lifted her bags and other belongings to scramble out the door.

“I’m even more cranky about that now,” Lena sulked with a peeved furrow between her brows and Kara came back to kiss the pout from her lips. She continued to be dramatic while Kara dressed and ran off.

She considered reminding Kara that she didn’t really have to work, but there was almost no point.

Over the course of the trip, they had discussed Kara’s payment several times. Although Lena followed through on her end of their bargain by setting up a bank account with Kara’s name on it, the omega refused to touch the funds and assured Lena she would be able to handle her bills without Michael’s additional paycheck.

That didn’t stop Lena from paying all of the outstanding debt on Kara’s account. She had phoned her private banker two days before their return flight and arranged it without bothering to inform Kara.

Lena detested stereotypical alpha behavior, and yet she was the worst when it came to throwing her money around and making extravagant romantic gestures. Most alphas did it with expectations in mind, and she convinced herself it was benign so long as she respected Kara. She knew she was overstepping financially, but she believed it was acceptable because her intentions were pure. Nearly pure.

Around nine o’clock, Lena’s private car collected her and she appeared at the office later than usual.

Her first meeting of the day was waiting in her office — a stout, rude alpha named Morgan Edge.

After dealing with him, she needed two aspirin to prepare for her next guest, Samantha Arias. They had slept together for three months before Lena discovered that Sam was both married and pregnant, and their reunion proved to be just as difficult and uncomfortable as expected.

Sam came in and sat meekly on the other side of the desk, opening up with a meeting agenda that stuck to the interests of their respective companies.

“What, no pleasantries today, Sam?” Lena asked with a wave of the sheet of paper, which she placed aside on a stack of similar documents. She didn’t need to discuss any of the bullet points to make a decision about whether not to invest more in Sam’s company.

“Would it help to say I’m sorry again?” Sam whispered and put her fingers on the edge of the desk, touching the marble like it was Lena’s hand.

“No,” Lena muttered without the bitterness of one who had been so slighted.

All she could suddenly think about was Kara and how little they knew about each other.

Her fingers glided over her keyboard all their own and Lena clicked to order up a background report.

“I’ve regretted hurting you for years,” Sam confided, and the solemn sincerity in her voice grabbed Lena’s attention back. “I was unhappy in my marriage, and I should have just told you—"

“Oh.” Lena enunciated and shielded herself from the emotional moment that was transpiring. Her go-to defense mechanism was to slip into a blank state and compartmentalize any feelings that bothered her. “We don’t need to get into that now. Look, I’ve been following along with all of your quarterly reports. Just email me your up-to-date projections—"

Sam hesitated in indecision about whether or not that meant she should get up and leave. She grabbed for her briefcase and lingered until Lena stood up and escorted her to the door.

The sensual and apologetic omega scent still hovered in Lena’s office long after Sam left. A few weeks ago, it might have bugged Lena more, but she was preoccupied with the files that were loading on her computer.

Kara’s background report showed no negative records, no spouses or children. Lena deleted the record of it from her laptop and Googled ‘Kara Danvers’ as a final paranoid measure.

She was just finishing up when Kara entered her office at lunchtime, and Lena shut her screen under the pretense of being excited to see the omega.

“I figured you’d be busy and forget to eat lunch, and it looks like I was right.” Kara brandished a greasy bag of Big Belly Burger and her wide smile froze on her lips when she detected the intimate scent of Sam in the air.

Lena watched the way Kara’s eyes darted around the room for any sign of the omega and waited for the questions she could see forming in Kara’s mind. She squinted when a hint of vulnerability entered Kara’s pheromones, but then Kara tried to disguise it by hurrying into the room to sit in the chair across from her.

“My shift is over, and I was going to go home and cook you something, but that didn’t work out, so I hope you like burgers,” Kara explained, offering the bag to Lena while she took in the spacious office and the floor to ceiling windows.

Lena massaged at a cramp in the side of her neck before reaching out to take the bag. For years she had fooled around with omegas without any weird guilt when an ex popped up.

This situation with Kara was different, and she opened the bag of food to steal a fry as she considered how much to share.

She swallowed down her explanation with another fry and glanced up at Kara with a grin. “You already know me so well.”

To push aside the moment of evasiveness, Lena patted her lap and waited for Kara to come sit on her knee. She slipped her hand up Kara’s thigh and ran her fingertips along the hem of the omega’s panties.

“Tell me about your day,” Lena demanded as she observed the hint of a blush on Kara’s cheeks.

She enjoyed the way the omega’s thighs tried to part in the navy skirt, the restrictive material only allowing Lena the space to stroke two fingers over the cotton that concealed Kara’s pretty cunt.

“Well, you were right about the outfit. I don’t think I’ve ever had so many polite interactions at work before,” Kara chuckled, the breathy noise more of a sigh than laughter when Lena rubbed into the flimsy material to find her clitoris. “Usually people are frustrated, but everyone was so friendly today.”

“I’ll bet,” Lena’s wry smirk didn’t reveal the fact that she knew why people treated Kara better. In the pricey outfit, the omega looked both respectable and desirable, and anyone with an active libido would naturally respond to that.

She traced the crease between Kara’s pussy lips, her fingers easing under the elastic of the panties to feel the slippery evidence of arousal.

Kara squirmed on her lap and Lena raised an eyebrow to prompt her to continue. “When my shift ended, I went home, but I guess Mike is still pretty angry because my key didn’t fit the lock. Now I’ll have to call him.”

The words tumbled out of Kara in a rush and she smushed her lips together like she was embarrassed about the whole situation. “It’s no big deal. I’ll handle it after lunch.”

Both of Lena’s eyebrows lifted at that, one after the other, and the luminous intensity of her eyes went up by several watts. “Considering that I already spoke to him during the trip, I beg to differ. It is a big deal.”

The inner workings of her vengeful Luthor mind were fast about concocting a scheme to punish Michael for so much as inconveniencing Kara.

She doled out a gentle rub to Kara’s clit with a fingertip and took a soft approach in proposing her plan. “I have lots of time before my next meeting. Why don’t we take the ride to your place? I feel fairly confident I could get the door open without needing to bother a locksmith.”

Lena kissed Kara’s shoulder and neck to put her at ease and pushed her fingers into the tight heat of the omega’s cunt.

She rewarded Kara’s quiet moan of acquiescence with another finger and curled them to rub into the sensitive ridges of her upper wall. As she coaxed breathy whimpers out of the omega with slow deliberation, Kara undulated into her thrusts to try and speed them up.

A grin caught the edges of Lena’s mouth the moment Kara held onto her for leverage and bared her throat.

“If you’re sure you have the time. I don’t want to cause you any trouble,” Kara finally whispered, her teeth pulling at her lower lip and her eyes fluttering shut the second Lena’s thumb flicked her clit.

“It’s no trouble at all,” Lena whispered and was slow in retracting her fingers to smooth down Kara’s skirt. “Let’s go and see about your lock and I’ll stay for a little while.”

The implication of what they might do at Kara’s place was incentive enough to hurry, and Lena gathered her things and held the door open for the omega.

Fifteen minutes later, Lena used one of her own multi-purpose devices to enter Kara’s apartment. The living room was strewn with empty pizza boxes, but not as trashed as Lena expected it to be.

There was a quaint and cozy kitchenette with a battered old table, and an eclectic assortment of bright furniture that still worked in the space.

“I’m sorry you have to see it like this. Michael doesn’t do well on his own.” Kara excused his frat like behavior with apologetic pheromones trailing in her wake. She gathered up empty pizza boxes and half eaten slices and tried her best to make it presentable.

Kara wiped sauce and crumbs off the table and stacked dishes and cups with a practiced ease that brought Lena to the conclusion that this was normal. Michael hadn’t wrecked the apartment. He had just left it utterly filthy for Kara to clean up like it was her duty to take care of it all.

Anger churned in Lena’s stomach and she stepped into Kara’s path when it looked like the omega might touch the dirty clothes the slob had intentionally left on the couch. “You’re not his maid, and by the looks of those pants, they can walk themselves to the laundry.”

Kara abandoned the effort of cleaning up the mess and deflated before Lena’s eyes. “I know, I know that.”

The self-deprecating scents in the air didn’t sit well with Lena and she directed the omega down the hall to the bedroom. “Why don’t you grab some of your things, and you can stay at my place until we can get everything sorted out here with Michael?”

Packing up a few belongings took all of five minutes, and in the process of grabbing clean underwear from a drawer, Lena saw an embarrassingly small collection of toys that the omega must have used in the past when Michael failed to bring her pleasure. Rather than leave them, Lena slipped them into Kara’s bag with a few ideas in mind.

“With your permission, I’d like to arrange for a cleaner to come in and tidy up,” Lena tactfully stated once they were settled in her private car and headed back to her place of business. She could sense Kara’s hesitancy in the vulnerable shift of her pheromones and put a comforting hand on her knee. “I won’t have you returning to a dirty apartment. You deserve better than that.”

Kara’s cheeks turned the prettiest shade of pink and Lena found her flustered scent endearing. “You’ve done so much for me already, taking me on vacation, letting me stay with you—”

Lena waved off the small list of things she considered trivial and sent a text to the cleaning crew she used for her penthouse.

While she was at it, she contacted the building superintendent to change the locks on Kara’s residence and requested that the new keys be dropped off at her office.

With all of that out of the way, Lena naturally returned to thinking about what they had been doing prior to visiting Kara’s apartment.

Kara’s pheromones were filling the car and Lena wondered how long it would be before the omega slipped into heat.

Over the course of the vacation, Lena had opened up and revealed her penchant for control, and Kara shared her interests and limits, albeit with less knowledge and sexual experience.

Lena had understood from the beginning that she would need to take it slow with Kara, by giving her options and having thorough discussions beforehand before trying anything new. She discovered through experimentation that Kara responded well to verbal commands and stimulation and denial.

Kara was all over her when they returned to the office, kissing Lena’s neck, but still too shy to go after what she wanted by opening her pants. “Do you have time to—you know—before your next meeting?”

Lena restrained the omega by her wrists and brought her over to the couch. “First I want to see you play with all of the toys you own.”

The buzzing finger vibe was low on battery power, and there was an embarrassing semi-translucent pink cock that was the thickness of no more than two fingers.

Lena set both of them on the couch next to Kara and continued to hold an unopened box of nipple clamps.

Kara’s bashful scent alluded to her interest and reservations about her own purchase, and Lena made certain to lock the door to her office to put her at ease.

“Take your skirt off,” Lena prompted, relishing the eager, but shy way Kara unzipped the navy fabric to fold it neatly and place it aside.

Even from across the room Lena could see that Kara’s panties were soaked, and she had to remind herself to sit down at her desk so the temptation to touch her didn’t ruin her plans.

Kara pulled her panties aside to show Lena the glistening pinks of her inner lips and parted herself gently with the small cock. She ran it along her slit a few times, coating it in slick before she slipped it inside her cunt without any resistance. Despite its slender size, Kara still gasped and she was quick to turn on the vibrations.

Lena sat back in her chair and swung around to watch. “Play with yourself, Kara. Let me see what it’s like when you pleasure your needy cunt without my help.”

Her stare burned through Kara, and her lips curved upward when the omega friskily moved the vibrating tip toy over her clit and pushed the cock deep inside.

“That’s much better,” Lena husked and flipped through the portfolios on her desk, splitting her attention between work and Kara’s gorgeous, spread cunt.

Even from far away she could see the juicy slick all over the shaft of the toy and envied its confinement in Kara’s warmth.

In between speed reading documents, Lena gave soft orders. “Fuck your beautiful pussy harder, Kara. You’re going much too slow. How do you ever expect to unravel yourself like that?”

Kara hurried to rectify her errors of pace and pushed the cock with a faster jerking of her wrist. The tiny vibrating finger toy stopped working once or twice and Lena smirked as she typed an email.

Kara’s building frustration manifested in whispery whines and an intoxicating, pleading scent that had Lena salivating at her desk. She watched the omega’s hips rise and fall with restless abandon and how Kara shook the finger vibe in disbelief when the battery finally gave out.

Lena ignored the heightened desperation emanating from Kara as she sent off contracts to her legal team to forward onto the appropriate people, and paused when it looked like Kara was about to give up.

“Why don’t you come closer?” Lena suggested, knowing the seduction of her tone was enough to keep Kara on edge.

“Sit on the arm of the couch and show me how well you can ride that cock,” Lena instructed, knowing damn well that her next meeting was in five minutes and that Kara wouldn’t be coming any time soon. “That’s a good girl. Work those hips. You don’t need that other toy.”

Kara’s breathy moans were delightful and Lena enjoyed the sight of her bouncing on the slim cock while she rubbed furiously at her clit. Slick soaked the leather and Kara’s thighs trembled, her head canted back in growing bliss.

Kara was close to losing her composure, and Lena waited for the exact moment that her orgasm was about to strike.

“Stop,” Lena commanded, her own excitement evident in the rasp of her voice when Kara whimpered and blinked at her in confusion. “My next meeting is in two minutes, so you better hurry and put your skirt back on.”

Kara’s adorable little pout and flustered, sweaty face kept Lena riveted, and she smirked as Kara realized there was no sink in her office. “Where should I put—”

“Leave it in, and stay right there,” Lena whispered, finally striding toward Kara just to slip her panties over the toy and give her cunt a gentle pat before she unlocked the door.

She returned to her place behind the desk with arousal threading deep inside of her. Even after spraying the office with a perfume to block the scent of sex, Lena could feel her loins throb with desire.

“It will be our little secret that you have that cock in your pussy.” Lena stared ahead at her computer screen, though she was attuned to the strangled whimper that came from the omega’s lips. “Do it for me, Kara. It’s so sexy knowing that your cunt is full and will be ready for my cock the second this meeting is over.”

Kara’s simple white panties had a patch of slipperiness along the crease when she zipped up her skirt. She perched on the sofa and moved her hips, desperate to rub the cock into her inner walls. At the inevitable arrival of Lena’s two o’clock visitor, Kara sat still on top of the toy with quiet exhalations of frustration.

Andrea Rojas entered with a curious glance around at the omega, and then took the seat opposite Lena with a pinch of amusement between her eyebrows. “Are you mentoring a new intern, Lena?”

“No, she’s my girlfriend.” Lena took a twisted delight in informing Andrea of that and reclined back in her seat.

The slightest twitch at the corner of Andrea’s lips could have meant anything, and Lena chose to believe it represented jealousy.

Andrea happened to be an alpha that respected power above all else, and Lena had indulged in that by demonstrating her own in the pursuit of getting the best deals for her company.

Some of their past negotiations involved a hotel room, though nobody else was aware of that fact. Lena could still recall the way Andrea had whined so pitifully in submission against the sheets, and how dizzying the high had been from dominating her. There were very few things that came close to the sinfully debauched thrill of knotting another alpha, and being with Kara topped all of them.

Andrea looked ready to complain about doing business in front of Kara, and Lena infused the air with potent pheromones to counter her grievance.


“Let’s get on with it, shall we?” Lena intoned, her sharp eyes noticing the way Kara bit her lip when she detected her powerful musk in the air. The poor thing must have been internally clenching around the cock that was keeping her open, and for that reason she didn’t tone down her scent.

Today was turning out to be a good day, after all.

Business with Andrea lasted twenty minutes, a full ten longer than Lena had allocated. She allowed it to drag on simply for the pleasure of denying Kara relief, and once she escorted Andrea out of her office, she turned to hike up Kara’s skirt.

“My next meeting is due to walk in any minute. Let me look at your pretty cunt before they’re here.” Lena demanded, leaving Kara to pull aside her panties by herself so she could take a look at her drenched folds clinging to the toy stuffed so fully inside her slick walls.

Lena groaned at the sight of Kara’s swollen clit throbbing, and resisted the urge to stroke it with her fingertips. She inhaled the heady mix of arousal and submission until it filled her lungs and then cupped Kara’s cheek to ask, “Do you think you can sit nicely for me for a little while longer? You’re doing so good, and it’s such a turn on to have you waiting here with a nice full cunt.”

Kara blushed at the praise and nuzzled into Lena’s palm. “I can sit a while longer if you really like it.” Her bright cheeks and blown pupils were all the more alluring due to her eagerness to please.

“I do,” Lena lilted and waited for Kara to fix her panties and straighten out her skirt before kissing her. She pushed her tongue into the omega’s mouth and palmed her tits through her navy top just to make her squirm, and then left her to sit there sufficiently tormented.

Kara endured three more meetings and Lena made time to thrust the cock into her pussy in between talks about product purchases and brand endorsements.

Prior to her trip with Kara, Lena would have stayed at the office until eight o’clock, but she messaged her assistant Jess to notify her that she planned to leave early.

Kara was practically wilting over the couch, fatigued from four long hours of edging herself.

It could have been such an exceptional night after that if not for the raging voicemails that Michael left for Kara. He had apparently returned home from work to discover he no longer had access to their shared apartment.

“I can’t believe you’d have the gall to lock me out!” Mike screeched through the phone, like he hadn’t been the one to change the locks first. “I bet this was all Lena’s idea, huh? If I ever see her again, I swear I’m going to knock her fucking head off. She doesn’t actually want you, Kara. You’re a nobody and she’s a self-made billionaire. You need to come home now and we’ll talk through our problems.”

Lena listened to the rant with stoicism, taking in every flicker of emotion that emerged on Kara’s face—all of the hurt and outrage and the smallest bit of fear over the part that concerned Lena’s desire to be with her.

They were seated in the backseat of her limousine with the privacy screen up, already about five minutes out from one of Lena’s favorite restaurants.

“I don’t usually change my plans for imbeciles, but I think tonight I’d like to have dinner at home, and I would very much enjoy it if Michael was our guest.” Lena ran her fingertips over Kara’s jawline, holding her attention with the gentlest touch. “More than anything, Kara, I want him to understand that I mean to keep you.”

The tremble that worked its way through Kara started with the shaky breath she sucked in, and Lena waited to find out if the permission she requested would be granted. Michael’s words had stung the omega, and Lena wished to soothe the worries that the fool had planted in Kara’s head before they took root and ruined everything.

“I trust you, Lena,” Kara whispered, the scent of her concern and anxiety filling the limousine. She settled her hand on Lena’s knee, then shrank back with a self-deprecating smile. “But maybe he has a point, you’re—god, you’re so amazing—and you could have anyone, and I am a n—”

“No, you most certainly are not.” Lena’s tone was dangerously calm and she caught Kara by the jaw to bring her face back to her. She didn’t mean to release such possessive and aggressive pheromones and she saw the surprise in Kara’s eyes when the omega inhaled them. “I’ve met plenty of people who all thought they were someone, and none of them had half of your intelligence or heart. Money doesn’t make someone worthy, Kara, and I assure you that anyone who tries to make you feel less than who you are is the real nobody.”

Lena stroked her thumb over Kara’s pouty lower lip and softened when the omega kissed it.

The intensity of her pheromones died down enough to let them both breathe, but the rage within Lena carried on in the pit of her stomach. Michael had used her to try and erode Kara’s self-confidence and had almost succeeded. Lena wasn’t about to forgive that.

“Do you want me to call him?” Kara whispered when the silence between them lingered.

Lena was already lost in thought, forming plans and playing chess against a man who probably couldn’t even play checkers.

“I’d like to handle that, if you don’t mind. I won’t have him blaming you for extending the invitation.” Lena raised her arm and Kara tucked herself into her side with a grateful and pleased little whimper that appealed to Lena’s alpha.

She held her for the rest of the ride home while she sent out an order to one of her favorite caterers and then copied Michael’s number into her phone.

Lena wouldn’t text her address to anyone, let alone a hot-headed idiot, but she would send a car to pick up Michael and then inform him he had the choice to get in it if he wanted the keys to the apartment.

They arrived at her penthouse with plenty of time for Kara to soak in a bath and put away the belongings she brought from her apartment. Afterwards, they discussed Lena’s plan and Kara agreed to all of the facets of it.

Lena let the caterers in to set up the formal dining room and mixed a drink for herself. She settled down at the table with Kara, who was still wearing a robe and fresh from the bath.

“I already feel like I could go on another trip,” Lena sighed into her favorite crystal scotch glass and peered over at Kara’s cleavage that was just peeking from the top of the robe. “How do you feel about Maui? We could leave on Friday. It’s just a five-hour flight from here.”

Kara laughed at her melodramatic sulking and sat close by to fill up another glass with water for her. “I have work and classes to attend, and you — you have countless responsibilities.”

“Optional responsibilities,” Lena corrected, and for the first time ever began to contemplate selling her company or appointing someone else to run it while she traveled the world with Kara. “In spite of the circumstances under which it transpired, I’m glad you’re staying with me for a while. I feel a bit lonesome at the idea of being here by myself again.”

Kara responded to her honesty with soft eyes and sweet lips to kiss along Lena’s jawline. She slipped her arm though Lena’s and peered up at her through heavy lashes, her pheromones tender and flirtatious. “I probably shouldn’t say this, but I’m kind of pleased about it too. I didn’t realize it at the time, but when my key didn’t fit in the lock, I think I was happy about it. I don’t want to live with Mike anymore, not even as a friend, so I’m going to look for another apartment.”

“That man is a lot of things Kara, but a friend isn’t one of them,” Lena uttered dryly, her disdain for Michael threatening the structural integrity of the glass in her hand when her fingers tightened around it. She set it aside to save it from shattering and appreciated the way Kara slipped her hand onto her thigh.

“You’re tense,” Kara murmured, perfuming the air with her gentle omega fragrance, “Maybe I can help with that.” Her ploy to get all of Lena’s attention worked, and Kara breathed deeply, letting her chest expand so the fabric of the robe loosened imperceptibly.

Lena willed it to come apart, and when it refused, she helped it along with the back of her fingers to expose Kara’s breasts. The rosy nipples were already perky and Lena pulled the small pack of clamps from her pocket.

“I have a few ideas in mind,” Lena mused and opened the box to see the little rubber clamps that were joined by a cheap though pretty silver chain. “You never did get to use these at the office.”

“I guess we should rectify that,” Kara whispered, her bashful yet intrigued pheromones doing wonders for Lena’s mood. She cupped her own breasts and Lena sucked each nipple into her mouth to tease the pebbled flesh with lips, teeth and tongue until they were incredibly sensitive.

Kara’s breathy whimpers coincided with the subtle rock of her hips, and Lena fixed each clamp onto her hard peaks and gave the chain an experimental tug.

“How does it feel, Kara? Do you like it when I pull on the chain?” Lena did it again just to watch the way Kara’s mouth opened, and groaned when the omega’s hand smoothed along the tent in her pants.

Kara opened the zipper with nimble fingers and proved how much she liked it by straddling Lena and sliding straight down onto her cock. She took it slow, giving Lena the visual of her cunt being filled, and whimpered as the last inch pushed inside of her.

Lena moaned in slack jawed gratitude and moved Kara’s hips in a quickening rock. “You’ve wanted this all day, haven’t you?”

It went without saying, yet Lena enjoyed the verbal confirmation almost as much as Kara. She toyed with the chain, giving Kara’s nipples a firm tug and felt firsthand the pleasure that the omega got from it. Wet pulsations drew Lena’s cock in deeper and she fisted Kara’s hair while she guided her movements.

“Nothing else compares to having you inside me,” Kara confessed, the robe falling off her shoulders as she bared her neck and the rest of herself for Lena’s gaze.

“That’s what I like to hear,” Lena insisted, her voice an octave lower and filled with lust as she scraped her teeth along Kara’s tanned neck. She fluttered her tongue along her pulse point and then sucked it into the warmth of her mouth, lavishing the skin to leave it as scarlet as the lipstick streaks she left behind.

Kara writhed in her lap without shame, and stuttered little moans broke free of her throat the second Lena’s hand slid around her hip to cup her cunt.

Kara had endured a long afternoon of teasing, and even after the cool down of getting home, it appeared her clit was still extra sensitive.

“I might have to bring you to work more often if it makes you this insatiable for my cock,” Lena teased, gliding her fingertips around the needy bud without directly touching it.

“Yes, yes, and I’ll behave, I’ll do whatever you ask,” Kara promised in desperation, bucking forward to try and stimulate herself as if she feared Lena might pull away.

Kara’s breaths were already labored by the time Lena rubbed into her clit, and she arched from the touch, the tendons in her neck and shoulders beautifully defined as she panted.

The power Lena held in that moment with Kara teetering on the brink of orgasm was only arousing because she knew that the omega meant every word. She tightened her hand in Kara’s hair and drove her cock upwards, bouncing Kara on her lap to make her take rougher strokes. “That’s right, because you know I’ll reward you for it. Good girls get to come very hard, don’t they, Kara?”

Kara’s strangled moan was the only answer Lena would have accepted, and she groaned from the force of the omega’s tight walls convulsing around her in immediate release.

The hot contractions around her cock almost made Lena lose control and her mouth opened as she fought back the pleasure. Kara’s inner channel was twice as tight in orgasm and the omega bounced in her lap, riding her until the delectable sensations subsided.

Lena marked Kara’s shoulder with a bruise and caressed over her stiff clit. She slowed the omega down after a while and positioned her leaning over the side of the table, resting on her forearms. “Stay just like that and grab the edge of the table. I’m going to fuck you and make you come for as many times as I denied you today.”

Kara positioned herself with her arms outspread so she could grip the table as Lena instructed. Lena spared her a second to get accustomed to the angle before pounding into her red and relaxed cunt.

The legs of the table scraped the floor as Lena went harder and rammed Kara’s hips into it with long rough thrusts.

Empty wine glasses and dinner plates clinked against polished cutlery, and expensive bottles of champagne jostled and hissed as they fizzed.

If Lena gave a single fuck about the presentation, she would have bent Kara over a chair instead, but having her splayed out on the table like one of the delicacies to be feasted upon was too delicious to pass up.

The depravity in fucking Kara alongside the food that Michael would consume thrilled Lena’s alpha to no end. Kara’s intimate scent mingled with the aroma of their meal and Lena hoped that subconsciously Michael would hunger for the one thing on the menu that wasn’t for him.

Lena took liberties with Kara’s cunt because she considered Kara hers. She pumped into her at a brutal pace just to hear the catch of her breath and the pleasing inflection of her moans.

Flipping the end of the robe up to expose Kara’s lithe body, Lena grabbed at her ass with both palms. Seeing her cock perfectly framed by Kara’s pink and shaven pussy lips was truly something to be cherished, and Lena indulged in the deepening hues of arousal that spread along the length of her slit.

Kara’s juices glossed over her clitoris and Lena watched the poor thing plump up to get her attention. She touched it lightly, reveling in Kara’s full body clench, and bucked harder to press her into the sturdy wood.

“Your clit must have felt terribly neglected this afternoon. Should I give it my full attention now, Kara?”

“Oh, please, yes, touch me there,” Kara whimpered into her arm, her eyes shut and mouth open from the satisfaction of finally getting railed.

“Here?” Lena playfully taunted, using two fingers to rub around Kara’s labia, painting her cunt lips with the nectar that wept from her entrance.

“Lower,” Kara groaned, her knuckles whitening as she gripped the table and tried to angle her cunt into Lena’s fingers that danced just out of reach.

“How about now?” Lena’s rasp alluded to her amusement and she sensually caressed the puffy hood that had shrunk back to expose Kara’s clit. The omega’s frustration perfumed the air, and Lena experienced it in the tightening squeeze of her inner muscles every time Kara tried to rock into her hand.

“Lena please rub my clit, I’m so clo-ooohh—” Kara’s petulant whine transformed to a wonderfully hedonistic and throaty groan that was so dirty Lena was amazed Kara didn’t blush.

The sublime spasm prevented Lena from thrusting, and Kara was so exceptionally tight that she couldn’t have pulled out even if she had wanted to do it.

Lena gritted her teeth against the bliss, her cock already tensing in preparation to shoot ropes of seed into Kara’s needy cunt. She furiously rubbed into Kara’s clit with three fingers, determined to get her off as many times as possible before her cock was done erupting.

Kara’s gasping whines bordered between elation and torment from the perpetual stimulation, and she all but jerked across the table while Lena fought to hold her in place.

Lena expertly coaxed two more orgasms out of Kara before her second one subsided, and by then, she was so sensitive that Lena took pity on her and stopped to let her recover.

A small puddle of drool remained on the tablecloth when Lena eased her cock out of Kara’s twitching clutches. She admired the creamy fusion of their essence which glazed Kara’s gaping entrance.

“I owe you a lot more than that, but luckily we won’t be going anywhere tonight.” Lena lilted, breathing in the sexually satisfied pheromones that Kara released in droves.

Kara looked so damn good with tousled blonde curls and lust blown pupils that Lena’s cock refused to soften. Lena tucked it into her pants and then gathered Kara’s hair up to help her fix her robe, then smirked when the sound of her private elevator signaled their guest had arrived.

Michael entered with a snarl on his lips. “I’m not interested in having dinner with you, and you’d have known that if you bothered to check your messages. I’m just here to pick up Kara and the keys to our place.”

Lena surreptitiously reached for her phone to discover twenty unread messages. The word
Bitch stuck out from the eclectic bunch and she raised an eyebrow at him. “Your keys are right there on the counter if you want them now, but Kara will be staying with me.”

This was Michael’s last chance to avoid her wrath and exit without making a scene, and for a moment as he stared at the keys, Lena believed he would actually choose wisely.

“Are you seriously going to stay here, Kara, and let this woman treat you like a cheap piece of ass?” Michael barked, his nostrils flared and eyes radiating hatred that was all aimed at Kara.

“Lena doesn’t treat me that way,” Kara protested and even postured in a way that was anything but typical for an omega. “She’s good to me and she respects me, which is more than I could ever say for you.”

“She respects you?” Michael laughed, his rage evident in the flecks of spit that flew out of his mouth. He seemed to register for the first time that Kara wasn’t dressed for dinner and disgust curled his top lip. “Look around Kara, she bought you.”

“No she didn’t,” Kara stressed, her tone sharp though nowhere near as hostile as Michael’s tone.

He smirked down at her like she was worthless and bragged, “At least I never paid to get you into bed—”

“Stop it, Michael,” Kara huffed, her agitation manifesting in the clench of her jaw. Subtle hints of vulnerability broke through her tough facade, and Lena spotted them instantly.

With a snarl under her breath, Lena drew her shoulders back, and sent Michael a warning through her pheromones. She would have done more if Kara hadn’t blindly reached for her hand beneath the table.

“You came with me willingly,” Michael gloated, his maniacal grin widening when he leaned across the table to try and intimidate Kara.

It backfired and Kara blurted something she had probably been holding in for the entire duration of their relationship. “I never came with you at all, and for the last time, I’m not for sale.”

“Oh you might not have taken the money, but you’re taking everything else, aren’t you?” Michael roared, using his own hurt feelings as an excuse to lash out.

The implication that Kara was whoring herself out was enough to suspend time, and for a prolonged moment, Kara reeled in silence before she tore her hand out of Lena’s in anger.

“You wanna know what I take, Michael? I’ll show you,” Kara spat, shocking both him and Lena when she abruptly tore open the zipper of Lena’s pants to free her erect cock. She didn’t hesitate as she forced the wide tip between her lips, stretching them as she gorged herself on the full length of Lena with a sultry, debauched moan.

Despite the brazen show, Kara laced her fingers through Lena’s out of sight, her delicate omega perfume seeking approval that Lena was all too happy to provide with a hand on the back of Kara’s head. Lena stared Michael down even as her eyes half shut, and groaned when Kara sucked her harder.

“She’s made her choice, Michael,” Lena growled, petting Kara’s hair when she hollowed her cheeks and used the flat of her tongue to take her into the hot constriction of her throat. “I suggest you get the fuck out of my apartment if you want to keep yours, otherwise I’m sure I can arrange a fast sale.”

Michael stared at her and swallowed hard in anger, but snatched the keys from the counter and left with defeated pheromones.

“You’re so good for sucking my cock like that, but right now I just want you to have dinner with me,” Lena husked to Kara, who was still on her knees with her mouth full. “We’ll finish this in our bed.”

There was no telling what the next day would bring, but Lena knew that she wanted it to include Kara, and she even began to entertain thoughts of inviting the omega to stay with her on a more permanent basis. She had never fallen in love quite so fast, and although she would never say it out loud, she was comfortable enough with her own feelings to acknowledge them inwardly.