Satisfaction Guaranteed - Chapter 1

Rating: Explicit, ABO, Alpha Kara, Omega Lena. 

Description:  Lena doesn’t set out to buy a date when she attends a charity auction, but what’s an omega to do when the hottest alpha she’s ever seen happens to parade onto the stage?

Tags: Experienced Kara Danvers, Lots of size kink (since it was selected on the poll a while ago), Top Kara, Dirty talk, Doin' it raw.

Word count: 10,208

Lena Luthor had never turned down an invitation to an Omega Society charity luncheon before, even if it was hosted by someone she despised. As the head of the Luthor foundation and the owner of her own successful corporation, she had a duty to appear at events and make a sizable donation. Her few closest friends often attended, along with quite a few of her enemies — omegas she knew from business and snobbish socialites who she had known practically from the cradle. They dressed in their pastel designers and wore their hair in perfect coifs with their nails painted to coordinate with their handbags.

As one of the younger members of the society, Lena stood out in her darker clothes that just matched with her sense of humor. She wore a bright red lipstick to almost every affair and spoke her mind loud and clear whenever anyone asked her opinion. Most luncheons included a raffle or an auction of gift baskets, and Lena often walked away with items she wouldn’t use.

She expected no different from the luncheon hosted by Rhea Gand, an older omega of privilege whose charitable cause involved orphaned refugee children. Lena had purchased three tables at twenty thousand each, and she was prepared to drop more on the auction when she realized that Rhea was auctioning off alphas, not gift baskets.

“You’re not honestly going to participate in this ridiculous meat market,” Lena criticized as she took her seat next to her friends Andrea and Sam and noticed they had their auction paddles at the ready. “Apart from being in such poor taste, this is degrading for the alphas who have been asked to sell themselves to the highest bidder.”

“It’s for a good cause, Lena, and the alphas don’t seem to mind it.” Andrea gestured to a place on the stage where a brunette was standing in her underwear and giving the audience a show by flexing her muscles. “That one’s a firefighter. Do you see the abs on her? I bet she could carry me out of a five-story building and give me several orgasms without even breaking a sweat.”

There was a big sign at the front of the room advertising Rhea’s “Available Alphas” and Lena could smell the enthusiasm of every omega around her. Several of them were already fanning themselves down with their paddles.

“Shall we start the auction now, or shall I let all of you drool over your choices a little longer?” Rhea asked through a microphone and stepped closer to center stage to catch everyone’s attention.

Everyone at Lena’s table sat up taller with her paddle at the ready.

“I don’t need another gift basket filled with crap hanging around my house, but I wouldn’t mind having her in my kitchen, my living room and bedroom,” Andrea muttered as a redhead walked towards Rhea and struck a pose.

There was an instant bidding war for the alpha, and Lena watched in disbelief as omegas fought cattily right up until an older business woman won with five thousand dollars.

“Five thousand is a lot more than any of us would pay for a gift basket,” Sam whispered, as if to rationalize the benefits of holding such an auction for charity’s sake.

“Yeah, Lena, think of everyone Rhea will be able to help because of these horny desperate omegas,” Jess commented and sipped at her Pinot Grigio with a mild smirk on her lips.

“This is awful,” Lena argued, even as her eyes tracked after a blonde alpha who had just stepped onto the stage.

The attractive and buff stranger wore nothing but a sports bra and Calvin Kleins, and Lena instantly spotted the bulge that hung low and filled out the tight-fitting underwear.

“This is my personal pick,” Rhea bragged as the blonde came to a stop at her side. “Kara Danvers - an alpha who I would describe as a Casanova. I’ve seen omegas throw themselves at Kara’s feet.”

“I bet you have,” Andrea murmured under her breath, her teeth sinking into her lower lip as she openly lusted over the alpha.

“Let’s start the bid at two thousand,” Rhea announced, and Lena scoffed at the way paddles shot into the air.

“This is disgusting, where the hell is everyone’s self-respect?” Lena muttered while lifting her own paddle up. She caught sight of Veronica Sinclair, a sharp socialite who was trying to outbid everyone else.

Sam wheezed on her laughter and elbowed Andrea to stop her from bidding. “Yeah, this is the worst,” she teased, paying no mind to the way Lena shot her a look before glaring at Veronica, who met her cold stare with a smirk.

The price kept climbing, and Lena’s fingers twisted around her paddle with growing unease when Rhea laughed, “I think we’ve reached a new record. Six thousand.”

“Seven!” A brunette from another table yelled, much to everyone’s delight.

“Eight thousand,” Veronica countered without blinking an eye.

“Eight thousand,” Rhea exhaled, her grin bright as she gripped the mic. “Going once, going twice—”

“Fifteen thousand.” Lena blurted, shocking the hell out of herself and everyone at her table, especially Andrea, who inhaled her drink with a gasp.

“Going once, going twice,” Rhea shouted with emphasis and then waved at Lena with a glitter of intrigue in her eyes. “Sold to Miss Luthor for fifteen thousand dollars.”

Lena blushed so red it was as though someone had smacked her across the face. She ducked a little in her seat to avoid the curious glances of omegas from all around the room.

Consoling herself with a big gulp of wine, Lena tried not to gawk up at the alpha who she had just purchased for no modest fee. It proved hard, because Kara was smiling at her and stepped towards Lena’s side of the stage to wait for the auction to be over.

To save face, Lena flipped open the booklet that included a bio on each of the alphas. She read through Kara’s short description with an almost covetous sense that she had gotten the best of the group.

“So, Lena, share with the class, how are you justifying your actions?” Sam asked with a soft coo of mischief and her chin propped in her hand.

“You’re always telling me to get therapy, and it says right here that Kara is a therapist.” Lena trailed off with an exaggerated blink and tried to cover up the booklet as Sam squinted down at it.

“Yeah, a sex therapist,” Sam emphasized in victory and lifted her hands in praise. “Lena Luthor, you filthy little omega. You are going to hit that so hard. Don’t even try to deny it.”

Lena scoffed as if the idea was preposterous, but she stared up at Kara with lustful bedroom eyes.

Over a year had gone by since Lena went on a date, and before that she had only slept with two people. Both had failed to impress her with their performance and her orgasms fizzled out before true pleasure struck. Lena didn’t dare mention her disappointing sex life to her friends, but if Kara could give her some practical advice on the subject, she wouldn’t turn down the opportunity.

Of course she would have to be calm enough to have a conversation with the alpha first.

Lena would have gotten the chance to talk to Kara at the luncheon if she hadn’t nervously dodged her after the auction ended.

It took Sam’s nudging before Lena even decided to approach the alpha, and after all of that, she just passed off her business card and told Kara to schedule their date with her assistant Alana.

Lena couldn’t have been more impersonal, and after leaving the event, she was overcome with regret that lasted for a full day until she heard from Alana that she would be spending Friday night in Kara’s company.

Having never uttered a word to Kara, it was hard for Lena to determine a suitable date night activity, though she made reservations at her favorite restaurant. She even bought a new dress for the occasion — tight and red, and almost half what she paid for the night out with Kara.

Lena wasn’t about to give her address to a stranger, so Alana arranged the pick-up for outside L-Corp.

This gave Lena the excuse to work until the very last second, though her chosen distraction couldn’t keep her attention the way she had hoped. She showered and dressed in the en suite to her office, which was more like her second home at this point.

The closer it came to six o’clock, the more her attention wavered, and she caught herself checking her phone for any messages. There were a few from Sam and Andrea inquiring if she was excited for her date, and she snorted at their assumptions.

Lena gathered her clutch and stepped into her personal elevator as she called Andrea. All of her expectations were sinking faster than she was on the way down.

“She’s late,” Lena muttered the minute her friend picked up, her tone surly and smile tight as she stepped into the lobby and saw no sign of the alpha.

“By your standards,” Andrea pointed out, her amusement filtering down the line. “By anyone else’s she’d still be early if she arrived now.”

“I appreciate punctuality is all.” Lena insisted, ignoring the fact that she was anxious about the night and already wondering if she should just cancel it.

“Aren’t you the least bit excited?” Andrea prompted, and when she was met with silence, she carried on optimistically, “I heard Eve telling Veronica that one of her friends had a session with Kara months ago and the omega still raves about it being the best she ever had. As far as I know, everyone that’s seen the alpha has her on speed dial.”

“Since when did I become everyone?” Lena muttered, striding out to the front steps to smile politely at her chauffeur, who was already standing beside her car.

“If you’re not going to sleep with her, then send her my—”

“Goodnight, Andrea.”

Lena hung up before her friend was tempted to go into detail and scowled down at her phone which read 6:01.

“Late,” Lena sighed, her lips puckering when the sound of a motorcycle revving broke through her thoughts.

She glared at the rider until the person stepped off the bike and lifted her helmet to reveal lustrous blonde hair that bounced around leather clad shoulders.

Kara strode toward her with the kind of confident swagger that captured all of Lena’s attention, and she realized belatedly that her mouth was open.

“Hey,” Kara beamed, her smile bright and catching as she offered Lena her arm. “I have another helmet for you.”

“No, we’ll take my car,” Lena blurted as a spike of panic upped her heart rate. “I paid for a date, not to be cast in an action movie.”

Kara didn’t appear to take any offense, though she did dip her head with a bit of a laugh before stepping closer to whisper, “You paid for an experience, Lena, so let me give it to you.”

In a black leather jacket with diamond stitch details and a pair of trousers to protect from the  wind, Kara looked carefree and made for speed. The alpha’s pheromones promised adventure and sex, and Lena let indecision hang over her for all of two seconds before reaching for the extra helmet that Kara held out to her.

Kara adjusted it once she had pulled it on over her head, and then helped Lena to slide onto the leather seat.

Lena removed her heels and tucked them into the satchel at the back of the bike. “I’ve never ridden an alpha before — I mean motorcycle.  I haven’t been on a motorcycle before.”

Her humiliation blanketed the air with scent before they even left the parking lot.

“The key to both is to hold on tight,” Kara replied with delight in her voice and moved Lena’s arms into a position where she could cling to her waist.

Kara knocked the kickstand out from under the bike and turned the key, and before Lena had time to change her mind, they were driving through the city and weaving through the traffic.

She was ashamed that she screamed when they accelerated, but after a period of adjustment in which she became bold enough to look around, Lena started to enjoy the rush of the experience.

Lena almost started to think that she would have a good time with Kara – at least until they pulled up to an obscure looking arcade, and she considered the dismal prospects of what that could mean.

Hopping off the motorcycle first, Kara retrieved Lena’s heels from the satchel. Kara’s leather gloves were cold on the sole of Lena’s foot, and Lena shivered when the alpha guided her toes into the expensive shoe. There was something intimately chivalrous in letting the alpha help her into her Louboutins, and Lena was unprepared for how flustered she became from such a simple gesture.

It lasted about two seconds before she glanced up at the neon arcade sign where she assumed they would be going.

“I can’t believe this needs to be said, but I’m not exactly dressed to play laser-tag.” Lena’s blunt approach was less than sweet and Kara laughed at her obvious discomfort.

“No, you certainly aren’t,” Kara agreed, her gaze trailing down Lena before flicking up to meet her eyes. The scent of her attraction was musky and rich and Lena linked their arms together, lest she make a fool of herself by stumbling.

“Lucky for us that’s not where we’re going.” Kara’s vague response could have meant they were going anywhere, and Lena wasn’t entirely sure if she was happy with that.

“Are you always this enigmatic?” Lena mused, glancing up at the alpha with a flutter of her lashes as Kara led her down the busy street. “I’d like to know what I’m getting myself into here.”

“Nothing you can’t handle,” Kara assured her with ease. “Besides, it’s good to get out of your comfort zone once in a while.”

They stopped outside an aquarium that looked closed, and Lena quirked a dark eyebrow that said she was judging the alpha for her poor taste in activities.

The door opened when Kara nudged it with her shoulder and the alpha held it for Lena until she finally stepped inside with a curious look around. The quiet sound of laughter echoed from down a hall and Kara coaxed her along with confidence. “My friend put together a pop-up restaurant tonight, and I thought you’d enjoy the new dining experience.”

Kara led her into the heart of the aquarium where a restaurant was set up beneath an underwater bridge for sharks and fish. Escorting her to a table, Kara kept one hand on the small of Lena’s back and pulled out a chair with the other.

“So, is this how you seduced enough women to earn your title of casanova?” Lena asked after a perceptive glance around at all of the other omegas that appeared to be charmed by their dates. “A fast ride on your motorcycle, a pop-up restaurant, and the panties come off?”

She would never be this blunt with someone she liked under normal circumstances, but she wanted insider knowledge of how alphas operated.

Although Lena had never dated an alpha, they seemed like such an arrogant class of people and she figured she could understand them all better if she picked Kara’s brain.

“No, the panties come off later,” Kara answered, as if stating facts rather than a hypothetical, and then she picked up the wine menu without dwelling on it.

Lena scoffed at the alpha’s answer and watched the way she ordered for them both without consulting Lena on what she would like.

“Awfully presumptuous of you to make choices for me.” Lena noted, expecting a little attitude or rebuttal in return. What she got was all of Kara’s attention, and she squirmed in her seat when the alpha put her on the spot.

“Why did you pay fifteen thousand to spend a night with me, Lena?” Kara asked with an amused squint of her eyes. She spoke in a hush so as not to be overheard and accepted the bottle of wine that was brought over by the waiter to pour a liberal amount into Lena’s glass.

Lena gulped down half of it in an attempt to compose herself, though her embarrassed scent still permeated the air. “The money is for a good cause—”

“You donate ten percent of your wealth every year to charities. You didn’t have to bid on me.” Kara cut in playfully, watching every lip bite and rosy flush that appeared on Lena’s cheeks.

“What do you want me to say, that I’m attracted to you?” Lena asked as a final resort and attempt to regain some pride. “I’m attracted to you, Kara. You just looked so good in your underwear that I thought if I purchased this date, I’d get to experience that.”

Her sarcasm sounded much too true, and she tucked her napkin in her lap with curiosity as Kara released some distinctly sexual pheromones.

“That, and you want my advice.” Kara emphasized as she beckoned the waiter over, who had hesitated a few feet away from the table with their plates. She lifted different appetizers to feed Lena, bringing each up to her mouth as they watched one another intently from across the table.

Lena sampled the food and placed a hand on Kara’s wrist as the alpha touched the side of her face and wiped away some sauce with a thumb.

“I didn’t order for you to limit your choices, but to open your eyes to something that maybe you don’t even know you want,” Kara cryptically admitted while caressing her, soothing all of the prickliness out of her with a gentle touch. “You’re not like the other omegas that participated in the auction. I’m sure you planned for this night to be like any other business meeting, but that’s the last thing I want.”

“What do you want?” Lena whispered, finding that she was mesmerized by how Kara handled herself, even at the dinner table. Kara’s every small movement was graceful and bold.

“I want you to relax and treat this like an actual date,” Kara informed her and shifted over to steal the napkin from her lap, with a hand lingering just a moment on her knee. She gave it back to Lena to use and awakened tingles in her from the smallest bit of bodily contact.

“Would you have said that to anyone who won the auction?” Lena questioned, her eyebrow shooting up as she studied Kara’s face as it tinged red for the first time, and it was finally the alpha’s turn to become flustered.

“No, to be honest, I find you attractive,” Kara conceded with a shrug and a small smile that widened to a grin. “I think I’m allowed to enjoy this experience too.”

“And how would you like to enjoy it?” Lena pressed, though her voice was too quiet and rapt to be demanding.

“By getting to know you, really know you, and if you’re up for some enthusiastically consensual fun later tonight, then we’ll make plans for a second date. Either way, we could make plans for a second date.” Kara was cocky in laying it all out for Lena, but the alpha had an endearing quality too when she sat up straighter in her seat.

“What if you find me boring?” Lena challenged, in spite of the interest that scorched through her and soaked her cunt with palpable eagerness. “What if you spend the next hour in my company and you think I’m a bitch?”

“Not likely,” Kara easily replied and propped an elbow on the table with no regard for conventions. “You’re pretty good at flirting and I could watch you lift your eyebrow at me in clear judgment all day.”

Lena smirked despite herself and raised a solitary eyebrow again just to watch the alpha grin in response.

“What’s your deal?” Lena mused, her wine glass halfway to her lips. “You’re obviously smart, attractive, and you’re capable of putting people at ease, but you’re single. Why is that?”

“Usually, my standard response is that I haven’t found the right woman,” Kara supplied with a casual shrug that didn’t begin to touch upon the depth of emotion in her startling blue eyes.

Lena got the impression that most people were happy to leave it at that, but if Kara was honest about wanting to get to know her, then she would need to be willing to open up.

“And the real reason?” Lena prompted when Kara didn’t volunteer the information freely. She sipped her wine as Kara set aside her fork and leaned on the table like she was ready to lay her soul bare.

“Most omegas hear what I do for a living and it turns them on.” Kara explained with candid honesty and a smile. “They enjoy the idea of my career when it pertains to what I can give them, but not so much when they realize I’m not about to quit my profession just to date them.”

“So, what you’re saying is they can’t handle your line of work?” Lena surmised with narrowed eyes, the tip of her tongue pressing between her lips as she considered how she felt about that.

“You wouldn’t expect a physical therapist to abandon their career, so why should I? I’m only helping people learn their bodies and I’m not ashamed of that,” Kara quipped with the kind of laidback confidence that came from facing scrutiny for years.

Lena understood it because she had developed the same kind after pushback from fellow CEOs that were predominantly alphas. After a certain point of striving to prove herself, she simply stopped, secure in her own skin with who she was and what she was capable of accomplishing. It was a freeing experience, though ultimately lonely, and she wondered if Kara felt the same way.

“Regretting that you didn’t bid on someone else?” Kara teased and raised her glass of water to hide her smile.

“If there’s one thing you’ll learn about me tonight, Kara, it’s that I only buy the best and I never regret a purchase.” Lena uttered succinctly, not the least bit embarrassed by owning her preferences, or how salacious it sounded to acknowledge that she had purchased a night with the alpha.

Kara poured the rest of the wine and chinked her glass against Lena’s in a toast to that. “To an omega who knows what she wants.”

Sharks swam above them and the tank refracted luminous patterns all around the table. The tranquil ambience and the alcohol both ebbed away at Lena’s nerves and Kara’s charm brought a smile to her lips.

“So, you asked me why I’m single,” Kara remarked and propped her chin on her hand as she seemed to ponder what to say next. “I could ask you the same. I can’t understand why such a hot scientist and CEO would be available.” She waved her hand as she announced Lena’s accolades like they had impressed her.

Lena chuckled and leaned forward to confide her secrets. “Oh, I’ve been single for a long time, and just for the shock value: I’ve never had good sex.”

Kara’s eyes popped at that and she pretended to take out a notepad and pen. “Are you going to give me details?”

Underneath the suave and slick exterior, Kara had an inner dork and somehow that made her even sexier.

Lena’s lip biting became even worse as the topic changed to her romantic entanglements. She never spoke to anyone about it, but Kara was easy to chat with and her instinct was to let her defenses fully slide.

“I’ve only dated a couple of people in the past.” Lena paused as the waiter came over with their dinner plates, and she blushed as she lifted a fork to taste the meal Kara selected.

Her plate was piled with tender vegetables and light, but flaky fish, and she took another bite of it as she realized that Kara had chosen well.

“It’s good, right?” Kara commented and flashed her a smile before digging into her own meal. “I got something different so we could share.”

Lena wouldn’t have done that on a normal basis, but swapping forkfuls of her dinner with Kara felt natural.

When she failed to elaborate on her story about her dates, Kara prompted her to continue. “So, tell me more about the people you dated and why they were terrible in bed.”

“I never said they were terrible,” Lena blustered as a faint heat crept up her neck in a clear sign of her embarrassment.

“You implied it,” Kara countered, and her knowing grin settled to a softer, more amused smile that eased Lena into a laugh.

“Honestly, at the time I thought it was me, and maybe it is,” Lena confessed, her wry tone alluding to some self-deprecating thoughts. “I was always busy tinkering with something and focused on my work. I connected somewhat with my exes on an intellectual level, but for all of our expertise in chemistry, we never seemed to have much of it in the bedroom.”

“Lack of attraction?” Kara inquired with a curious head tilt, and helped herself to a few steamed vegetables on Lena’s plate.

“More like lack of excitement,” Lena clarified, her fingers tapping against the stem of her wine glass as she considered how to articulate the problem. “I suppose there was never any real build up or flirtation. Sex felt more like a task they were trying to complete rather than cultivating intimacy or enjoyment. I never particularly looked forward to it and would throw myself deeper into work to avoid it.”

Kara reclined in her chair and leveled Lena with a look that immediately spiked her blood pressure. “When you pleasure yourself, are you able to achieve climax or do you struggle with that?”

Lena’s lips parted at being asked such a personal question and it was on the tip of her tongue to impulsively deny that she ever touched herself. “Are you seriously asking if I make myself come on a first date?”

“Well, do you?” Kara pressed, her flirtatious pheromones taking on playful notes as she steepled her fingers and raised her chin like she was daring Lena to answer.

The energy between them took on a magnetic quality that compelled Lena to sit forward as she whispered, “Yes.”

It was such a taboo thing to admit that she masturbated and enjoyed it, like sharing a dirty secret, even though there was nothing dirty about self-pleasure.

“Then the problem was never you,” Kara stated matter of fact, her gaze definitely dropping to Lena’s tits once or twice before she caught herself and maintained eye contact. “You just had mediocre partners that never learned what turns you on.”

“And you think you can?” Lena lilted, surprised by how brazen she was becoming under Kara’s heavy gaze. She was taking deeper breaths, pulling the scent of Kara into her lungs while her interest dusted her cheeks with a hint of a blush. “Need I remind you that we’re in a public place, and you can’t just grope me under the table?”

That was like throwing a gauntlet at the alpha, and Kara responded to her playful teasing without hesitation.

“Oh, I don’t need to touch you to make you wet.” Kara promised, letting her eyes roam appreciatively over Lena.

A thrill tickled down Lena’s spine when Kara mentally undressed her, awakening desires and fantasies that shouldn’t have come to mind when other people were around.

“Prove it,” Lena goaded, as if the way her nipples stiffened wasn’t giving away her excitement. “What exactly would you do to turn me on, Kara?”

“I’d start by running my fingers through your hair,” Kara informed her seductively, the delectable scent of her making Lena hunger more than the food on their plates. “I’d pull you close so that you could feel my breath against your lips, and then I’d kiss along your jaw and down to your neck.”

Lena’s skin prickled as though it was happening and she gripped the side of her neck. She flared her nostrils and exhaled Kara’s aroma sharply from her lungs to avoid getting too pulled into the fantasy.

“So, you would make out with me,” Lena concluded in a know-it-all and bored tone of voice that didn’t betray how much she was hanging on Kara’s flirtatious foreplay.

“Before unzipping you from that expensive dress,” Kara stated with intense eye contact, which only broke when she glanced down again at Lena’s tits as they became the subject of conversation. “Then I would give them some attention. I’m betting you’re sensitive and responsive to touch, Lena.”

“I am,” Lena muttered with honesty and meditated on the idea of Kara’s hands all over her breasts. “Very sensitive.”

“As my tongue and teeth got well acquainted with you there, I’d take my time touching you,” Kara intoned with an almost cocky lift of her chin.

Lena was startled to find her nipples ached in response, as if they knew that Kara’s mouth wanted to be on them.

She could practically sense the heat of Kara’s palms on her skin, smoothing down the hourglass of her waist to settle on her hips for just a moment. Just long enough to make Lena wish that they would continue touching her.

Lena swallowed thickly when she caught herself clenching her thighs and blinked slowly at Kara as the pleasant hum of arousal warmed her cheeks.

“I wouldn’t rush, Lena,” Kara whispered, seducing her with the suggestion of being thorough. “I’d explore every curve just to hear the hitch of your breath, and when my fingers finally slip into your panties, I’d kiss you so I can taste the first moan passing your lips.”

Lena was ashamed of the way she was leaning into the table, her mouth open and breaths erratic. She forced herself to sit up, her chin raised and eyes narrowed to appear haughty instead of hot and bothered. Kara’s hands were distracting, and Lena wondered if those fingers were as skilled as the alpha’s tongue.

“How often do you say things like that to omegas? Every day? Once a week?” Lena muttered, draining the wine in her glass to stop herself from sounding suspiciously jealous.

“So it worked?” Kara asked, her scent bordering on obscene in such a small pop-up restaurant. The confidence she exuded was definitely attractive, but it was the alpha’s pleased little smile that showed off her dimples that did Lena in.

Lena weighed her options so fast that Kara probably wasn’t aware that she was calculating the risk and rewards of what she was about to say next. “Wouldn’t you rather find out for yourself?”

That inspired a laugh, and Kara’s jovial surprise lasted all of three seconds before she shifted in her seat and peered at Lena to tease, “Why Miss Luthor, that sounds like you’re inviting me home.”

“Hotel, actually,” Lena blurted in reflex, but recovered smoothly with her sculpted raised eyebrow, “But if you’re as good as you think you are, then next time I might bring you back to my place.”

“You really want that second date.” Kara’s grin was mischievous as she pulled out her wallet to pay, and then stood up to offer Lena her arm. “I guess I had better make sure I impress you.”

“Well, you are an expert.” Lena played coy as she let Kara escort her out of the restaurant and lift her back onto the motorcycle.

The exhilaration of clinging to Kara during the ride started as a feeling low in Lena’s belly and spread outward from her spine to her limbs. Her hair ruffled in the wind as they took the long highway that cut through the city. Lena was still pulling her heels on as she entered the hotel lobby with Kara, too wrapped up in distraction to care about decorum.

Kara handed her keys off to the valet and went up to the desk to request a room, and Lena stood catching her breath by the bank of elevators. She hunched her shoulders almost timidly from the sexual scents she was exuding.

It took Kara grasping ahold of her hand to pull her out of that and Lena became fixated on their fingers twining together. She glanced up from their hands and relaxed from Kara’s easygoing energy, though it was short lived.

Two omegas boarded their elevator, and Lena could sense their curiosity about Kara as they exchanged whispers and reacted as if they recognized her.

Lena waited until they were striding down the hall before bringing it up. “Do you know those people?”

The expression of Kara’s face never changed but Lena sensed a hesitation within the alpha as she deliberated on how she wanted to answer. Kara exhaled a heavy breath, her mind evidently made up as she side-eyed Lena and stopped in front of their door. “Only the brunette.”

Lena’s jaw tightened at the information, and her impulse to draw conclusions was only quelled when Kara slid the key through the lock and opened the door with a conspiratorial whisper, “I can’t remember her name, though.”

“She was one of your patients?” Lena queried suspiciously, knowing full well that Kara would have known her name if that was the case.

“No.” Kara dropped her motorcycle helmets on a chair next to the door, removed her jacket, and led the way towards a luxurious bar where complimentary chocolate dipped strawberries and drinks awaited them. “This was pleasure, not business.”

Lena wanted to ask more questions about that, like how Kara ever drew the distinction.

Lena slipped out of her heels as she watched Kara pour them each a flute of bubbling champagne. “Tell me more.”

Kara held out a glass to her, and as Lena accepted it, she stared at the alpha with intensity.

“Everyone has a life outside of work.” Kara was completely free in her desires and sexuality in ways that captivated Lena. “Some people unwind by going to clubs and dancing, but I like spending my time with beautiful women.”

Lena couldn’t explain why that made her shiver, but the way Kara was looking at her made her want to find out.

Despite the natural magnetism between them, Lena had to wonder if Kara had so much experience under her belt just to serve her ego. It was commonplace for alphas to brag about their conquests, except she didn’t get that sense from Kara when she spoke about it.

Kara’s soft and sincere smile was different as she raised her glass to Lena. “I really love making my partners feel desirable.”

Lena knew better than to attach too much meaning to how Kara was gazing at her, especially given the subject of their conversation, and yet her entire body tingled when Kara reached out to touch her on the arm.

Kara’s fingertips elicited excitement as they caressed over her, and Lena absently set her champagne down when the alpha moved closer. They were barely even touching, standing toe to toe, and Lena’s eyes kept drifting to Kara’s mouth.

“I want to feel desirable,” Lena breathed out with vulnerability and a quiver of her lower lip that Kara soothed with a thumb.

She still harbored insecurities, from past relationships and a lack of experience, and she fought the urge to explain that she was nervous. Kara picked up on the feeling regardless without highlighting it further.

Brushing a palm over her cheekbone, Kara sank her fingers into Lena’s hair. The grip was sensual, and Kara’s tone was firm when she leaned in to exhale over Lena’s lips, “The first step is remembering that you are.”

Lena never got the opportunity to deny it when Kara tugged on her hair just enough to tip her head back. She whimpered in surprise when Kara’s lips puckered around her pulse point, and the warm tease of her teeth and tongue sent heat straight to Lena’s core.

She was frozen in place as she soaked up the alpha’s attention, so out of her depth that it took her a second to realize that Kara was already working the zipper down on the back of her dress.

The cool air raised goosebumps along her skin when Kara slid the expensive material off of her waist. Lena let it fall to the floor as Kara grabbed the hem of her own shirt to pull it over her head.

“You weren’t kidding about what you wanted to do,” Lena murmured, quiet and raspy and already aroused.

Kara’s abs were so much sexier up close and personal, and Lena tentatively reached out to touch them before she convinced herself she shouldn’t.

“I have so much more in mind,” Kara intoned, unfurling dominant sexual pheromones as she guided Lena’s hand over her tanned skin and down to where the belt rested on her hips.

Lena took the initiative and began tugging it open while the alpha took the liberty of grasping at her breasts. Her nipples were already beading for attention and Kara unhooked her bra and flung it aside like it had no right concealing Lena’s tits. The throaty rumble Kara gave as she feasted on the sight of her naked made Lena a little lightheaded. She whimpered when Kara leaned down to kiss one of her nipples.

“Oh, I like that,” Lena gasped, blindly reaching for the bar behind her until Kara intercepted her hand and brought it to her shoulder instead.

She scraped at the nape of Kara’s neck with light fingertips and then tightened her hold with a breathy moan when the alpha sucked intently.

The languid loop of Kara’s tongue teased over her sensitive areola and the lightest rake of her teeth made Lena whine.

Lena felt greedy for wanting Kara and selfish for paying to be alone with her for one night. Although sex was never technically on the table when she bought the date at the auction, Lena had wanted it to be. She couldn’t say it out loud, couldn’t admit that the exact moment she saw Kara she wanted the alpha in her bed.

Kara handled her like she knew it, like the second Lena bid she understood that Lena wanted this from her and only her and planned to live up to the expectations. None of it seemed to matter when Kara was playing with her breasts and sucking on her nipples.

Possessive behavior wasn’t normally a turn on for Lena, yet she was thrilled by Kara asserting herself with every touch. She mewled when Kara walked her backwards to press her into the wall, her omega excited by Kara’s lustful and charged scent. Lena inhaled it with heaving breaths as Kara fondled her hips and ass like she had been waiting all night for the honor.

“Touch yourself, Lena.” Kara whispered, sultry and hushed as she held Lena’s gaze and hooked her thumbs into the flimsy waistband of her thong.

“What?” Lena squeaked, anxiety slipping through the fog of her arousal to speed up the beat of her heart. None of her exes had ever asked her to do that, and she bit her lip bashfully as her pheromones reflected her worry.

“I want to know what makes you wet.” Kara’s clarification brought her mouth closer, and Lena moaned into it when they shared a kiss with surprising tenderness.

Lena’s lips parted for Kara’s tongue and she trembled when Kara held her by the wrist to ease her own fingers into her panties.

Lena was slow to react, her index and middle finger tracing along her slit before she parted her pussy lips to find her swollen clit. The first caress evoked a gasp, and she crooked her fingers to rub into herself. It was erotic to feel Kara’s hands on her, and the alpha continued to kiss her, devouring every sound she made as pleasure outweighed her consciousness.

“Good girl,” Kara praised, her lips trailing down Lena’s quivering throat as she dropped to her knees and took Lena’s slick panties with her. “Show me how you use those fingers.”

The last thing Lena expected was to be standing naked and she whined as Kara coaxed her legs into a wider stance. The move opened her cunt, and for a precarious second, they were both mesmerized by the swirls Lena painted around her clit. The wet sound of her excitement was turning her on, and Lena moaned when she noticed the sizable tent in Kara’s pants.

“Now fuck yourself with your fingers,” Kara commanded, her hands smoothing up Lena’s legs so that her face was mere inches away from Lena’s pussy. “I want to watch your beautiful cunt open up for me.”

Lena exhaled a sharp breath at the unexpected demand and blushed as she clenched inside from Kara’s crass language. She eased her fingers lower, spreading her labia for Kara’s ravenous eyes, and teased around her pink twitching entrance. She never thought of the place between her legs as something pretty to be admired, but she was inclined to believe it when the alpha growled.

Kara’s unabashed desires were as intoxicating as her pheromones, and Lena swore she could taste the alpha’s need with every breath she took.

Lena’s omega obeyed the silent request by stuffing her fingers knuckle deep into her tight passage. They both moaned from it, and Kara’s eager, lascivious scent enticed her into thrusting.

“Is this what you wanted?” Lena groaned, spreading her fingers with every lazy stroke to really give Kara a demonstration of what she usually did.

She never would have acted like that in the past, yet here with an alpha on her knees and warm breath puffing against her clit, Lena couldn’t help herself.

Kara answered in actions, and tore Lena’s hand away to bury her face between her thighs. She raised Lena’s leg up to drape it over her shoulder and rolled her tongue between Lena’s silken lips with a voraciousness that caused her to whine.

She grabbed for the wall before fisting Kara’s hair and moaned, long and keening, when the alpha’s lips puckered around her clit.

Kara lavished her with attention while their eyes locked, her tongue fluttering in seductive swirls that beckoned Lena’s hips to rock.

“Fuck,” Lena moaned, the intensity so great that her thighs tried to close as they trembled.

Kara held her there, kept her upright with a hand on her ass and deviated south to tongue at Lena’s entrance. The alpha was moaning with her, deriving pleasure from just the taste of her, and Lena basked in oral worship. It was the only way to describe it when Kara’s lips and chin were glossy with her nectar and she was pulling her closer with a desperation that echoed through Lena’s core.

“Oh,” Lena gasped, voice shaky as her breaths became labored. She was flushed all over, her skin hot and thighs slick, and she knew from the throb in her clit and the tightness in her abdominal muscles that she was close. With a few more quick licks, she would be gushing all over Kara’s handsome face.

“Oh Kara, I’m so—”

“Do it, Lena,” Kara rumbled against her slit, her tongue barely leaving Lena’s clit as she spoke, “Come in my mouth.”

The encouragement was all Lena needed to finally let go, and she gave into the pleasure with a loud and raspy cry when Kara pushed two fingers inside her grasping heat and curled them to find her sweet spot.

Lena’s vision went white around the edges from the force of her bliss, and she groaned as Kara continued to work her tongue over her clit. Kara prolonged the spasms of her cunt until Lena’s knees threatened to buckle under her weight.

Lifting her with a knowing grin, Kara carried Lena over to the bed with a swagger that said they had only just begun.

Lena was still breathless when she reclined against the sheets, small tremors working through her lithe frame as Kara slipped a condom out of her wallet and then dropped her pants.

From where she was sprawled out with her legs still jittering, Lena had an unhindered view of Kara’s enormous erection. Kara wrapped it up in latex and the length bounced as she approached the bed. Lena stared at the upright head and the fluid that splashed out of it as Kara gripped it in one hand.

“Looks even bigger than I guessed,” Lena husked with too much honesty and exhaled sharply from how Kara slid in between her legs.

“It’s going to feel good inside of you,” Kara whispered and placed both hands over Lena’s thighs with tantalizing touches that relaxed her into the pillows.

Lena chewed on her bottom lip as the head of Kara’s cock brushed at her entrance. She whimpered from the gentle intrusion and the first good push into her sensitive cunt already surpassed expectations.

Kara’s huge cock caressed her in all of the internal places that ached to be filled by an alpha. Her omega was beyond satisfied with the feeling and she positioned her hands on the inside of her legs to keep them wide apart for Kara. With her fingers, she spread her labia and let Kara’s thick cock prod much deeper.

“God, Kara, this is incredible,” Lena groaned as her cunt gradually took Kara’s length and the muscles in her legs almost cramped from pleasure. She held herself in a flexible position as Kara took her hands and laced their fingers together. The mattress bounced beneath them when Kara pinned her arms above her head and pumped into her harder with a quiet growl.

The internal stretch elicited soft whines from Lena and she undulated instinctively to help Kara rut into her cunt. Kara’s size was grander than she was accustomed to, though it was the smooth glide of the alpha’s pelvis as she bottomed out that stilled the air in Lena’s lungs.

There was a finesse to Kara’s movements, a self-assured confidence that was well earned, and Lena reveled wantonly in it.

“Breathe,” Kara instructed and grazed along Lena’s ear with her lips before nuzzling under her jaw to tip her head back.

Lena trusted Kara implicitly not to take advantage of her prone position, and moaned when the alpha pulled the delicate skin into her mouth to tantalize her. Kara nibbled across her throat, scraping her teeth over the skin to leave behind the faintest pink of where she had been.

Lena’s knees bracketed Kara’s hips and she blushed at the intimacy of being entangled. They had barely known one another for a few hours and yet Kara was making love to her like they had a history. She fell into the fantasy of considering how she would feel if she was in a relationship with Kara.

She was semi-aware of the way she was writhing, her heels digging into the blankets while her hips lifted in restless gyrations to the thought of belonging to Kara.

Kara released her hands and Lena would have mourned the loss if not for the way Kara’s fingers slid down to her cunt.

“Are you going to come again, Lena?” Kara whispered, her honeyed tone quiet as she rubbed two fingers into Lena’s clit.

Lena was almost embarrassed to find that her cunt was clenching, but she couldn’t find it within herself to feel shy about that. Her back arched and a soft groan tore out of her throat.

“Please,” Lena whined, her thighs jerking and ass lifting to try to take Kara faster.

Kara grunted at the extra friction, her thrusts becoming slower and shallower, and in the back of Lena’s mind she remembered that Kara was wearing protection.

“How many condoms did you bring?” Lena asked suddenly, her lust loosening her tongue as she tried to look into Kara’s eyes.

“I imagined I’d be taking you back to my place,” Kara confessed, and the pained expression on her face gave Lena reason to believe she was wearing the only one she brought.

“Take it off,” Lena uttered under her breath, her omega pleading with every pulsation of her cunt.

“Lena,” Kara groaned out, not quite in warning as her hips jolted forward at the mere suggestion. “I always use protection.”

“And I always take my birth control,” Lena fired back, her heated eyes boring into Kara’s with impatience.

The atmosphere around them became static and thick as Kara halted and pulled out so fast that Lena gasped from the sensation. Lena kept her hips up so the alpha could see every clench of her gaping cunt and Kara tore the latex off with a soft growl.

There was no tender caress or sweet words as Lena grabbed for Kara’s waist, and Kara plunged into her with a hedonistic groan that made Lena’s toes curl.

“Hold on to me,” Kara breathlessly requested, her lips finding Lena’s as her hips picked up in speed.

Lena eagerly complied by grasping at Kara’s muscled shoulders while her knees parted.

Kara gave herself freely to the whims of Lena’s omega, pinning her with a bite that would never break her skin just to feel the way her cunt spasmed in need. The sound of their rutting was as harsh as their breaths and Lena clawed at Kara’s back when she fingered her clit.

“Don’t stop, oh god, just like that, please—”

“I love the way you beg,” Kara husked, working her thighs to make every slam of her hips harder than the last. Lena’s pleasure trickled down her spine to pool in her core, and she dug her nails into Kara’s back as her thighs began to quake.

“Kara,” Lena whimpered, clutching at the alpha’s muscular back as her cunt gave way to powerful convulsions. It heightened her climax when she heard Kara moan in response, hips stuttering as her cock throbbed in release and warm seed blasted into Lena’s canal.

With another loud groan, Kara stiffened all through her back and quads and her pupils dilated like her alpha was in ecstasy. The generous pool of seed gathered at Lena’s entrance as Kara slid out and pushed two fingers into her to demand another orgasm followed.

Lena shuddered all over from the constant stimulus and her back contorted to keep her cunt in Kara’s guiding hand. She pleaded for touch with passionate whimpers and Kara stroked her into immediate gratification with the wonderful placement of slippery fingertips.

“No one has ever touched me like this,” Lena gasped as her pelvis began a rotation in time with Kara’s quickening penetrations.

“You have such a beautiful pussy, Lena, I can’t keep my hands off it.” Kara extracted her fingers, all covered in seed and Lena’s arousal, and Lena instinctually wrapped her lips around them and sucked on Kara’s middle finger.

Kara groaned just from feeling Lena’s tongue and it inspired filthy thoughts for later when would return the oral favor from earlier in the night.

“Do you really think that?” Lena questioned and curled onto her side as Kara came to lie beside her and position her.

“If I was your alpha, I would ask you not to wear panties unless necessary.” Kara divided her legs and massaged her inner ruby lips and her supple mound with a grasping hand. “I’d touch you throughout the day to keep you hot and ready to go. If we were alone and at home, you wouldn’t even have the chance to get dressed for the day.”

The concept of being naked and under Kara’s command was an inviting one, and Lena opened her thighs like a good omega who welcomed such prospects. Kara lined up with her sodden, seed covered cunt and pushed inside with a roughness that subdued Lena into moaning.

“Coming inside of you is the best feeling,” Kara husked and drove her cock into Lena like it was urgent she do it again. “Most omegas want to use condoms.”

With birth control and pills on the market that guarded against other potential problems, Lena saw no reason to avoid unprotected sex. She loved feeling the throbs of Kara’s cock, and the shameless omega inside of her didn’t care how easy she was for taking full loads of seed in her pussy.

“I say that in praise, Lena, because getting to feel the heat of your cunt is such a gift,” Kara clarified, like she was afraid Lena might draw the wrong conclusions. “I just want to spend hours inside of you. I’d do this all day.”

Kara molded her hand over Lena’s ass and lower back, holding her in place as she began thrusting hard. Her cunt would ache after having a cock with such girth inside of it all day, but Lena played with her clit and came from the mere suggestion of it.

“I want you to fuck me raw all day long,” Lena rasped, wondering how soon they could plan that.

“Fuck,” Kara softly grunted and went slower as the wildly aroused walls of Lena’s pussy clamped around her cock. “Mmm, Lena, you would let me do that? Just the idea of doing that is going to make me knot.”

“I would,” Lena husked and hooked her arm around Kara to keep her close as they rutted. “But don’t knot yet. My cunt really needs a good pounding first.”

Kara reacted to that and slammed into her with an excited growl. Lena’s naughty remarks were working the alpha up, and her pussy was gloriously full because of it, so stuffed that she couldn’t have shut her thighs.

She looked down at the veined shaft as it entered her slit, thicker than a forearm and so skilled at striking her deep. Lena whined with the thrusts as her rarely used cunt took all of Kara’s cock. The diameter spread her lower lips into a stretch that was a pleasurable challenge and worth the soreness she would have afterwards. Kara kissed the backs of her shoulders and neck as though proud and released a scent to praise her for taking it like this, with her legs open wide.

“Saturday,” Kara huffed and got handsy rubbing up and down between Lena’s pussy lips. “You’ll need time to rest this weekend, so let’s plan for next Saturday.”

Lena nodded in an instinctive agreement that came from her omega and quaked like the earth from how Kara was splitting her apart. She felt as though she too was shifting in her core to accept Kara’s deepest penetration yet and there was a subtle sensation inside that told her she was as full as she could be.

It was an achievement that earned an instant moan from her and she breathed out, “So deep, you’re so deep inside of me, Kara.”

Kara’s fingers slipped into her hair and before she knew it, she was shifting into another position with her legs over Kara’s stomach. She needed help to sit on top of Kara’s cock, and she realized afterwards that the alpha put her in this position just to let her feel her complete fullness as she lowered herself down.

“A little more, Lena, really sink down on me,” Kara encouraged and held onto her backside to make it easier. Once she was seated and Kara’s cock buried into her Lena moaned and moved her cunt in subtle back and forths to create a blissful friction.

Lena slid up higher just to push down on the girthiest part of Kara’s erection. She raked her fingers through her hair as she bounced, keeping it back from her eyes so she could see Kara’s entranced face. Kara grasped her breasts and released them just to watch them sway along with Lena’s motions.

“You like watching me,” Lena rasped, staring at Kara while her fingers fell to her pussy. She rubbed at her clit and soothed her ravaged cunt with delicate swipes of her fingers that spilled liquid silk over Kara’s erection. Kara admired the way she tried to ride her, and exhaled breathy growls to make Lena’s omega submit by sitting down fully.

The alpha’s cock was almost unbearable to take with her complete weight on it, yet Lena rolled her hips to rub the tip into her clenching walls in a desperate attempt to try and fit every inch. She whimpered when Kara bucked up, both hands securing around her supple waist to force her onto her cock harder.

Lena whined at the penetration, her limbs heavy and useless when Kara began a rapid thrust to bounce her soundly on her cock. The slap of her thighs hitting Kara’s pelvis sounded loud in the hotel room and Lena steadied herself by grabbing at Kara’s muscular forearms.

“I can’t,” Lena gasped, contradicting herself by sinking rougher onto Kara’s swelling erection, “I can’t take it, but I don’t want you to stop.”

It was an absurd thing to utter, her jaw slack and eyes unfocused as sweat trickled down her skin like a glistening mist. She was overwhelmed and over stimulated and her cunt was taking the kind of rutting she only ever dared to fantasize about while in heat.

“Yes, you can, Lena,” Kara asserted, the bite to her words pure alpha as she moved her hips with determination. “This is exactly what you’ve been needing. An alpha to fuck you so good that you forget what sex was like before.”

Kara was right. Lena knew it, but she resisted acknowledging it because there were so many betas and alphas that were quick to shame omegas for having sexual appetites. She was tired of feeling guilty for what she wanted, and Kara must have known it because the alpha wouldn’t let up. “You’re loving this, aren’t you? Taking such a big cock for the first time.”

Lena’s head dropped forward to witness Kara’s knot forming. There was no way it should have ever fit inside her cunt, and yet it was, over and over again as it expanded fully with Kara’s expertise. The rock of the alpha’s hips kept Lena gaping and the sopping sound of their bodies joining again and again was exceptionally erotic.

“I’ll never go back to anything else,” Lena vowed through a moan.

Nothing could possibly compare to Kara’s cock, and she wanted it, all of it, especially the giant knot that burned so hot at the base.

It was an awakening she wasn’t expecting, a desire so strong that it surpassed her vulnerability, and Lena’s sexual confidence shot through the roof. She sank down to take the knot inside her cunt where it belonged with an almost feral determination, and her raunchy moans echoed Kara’s guttural noise of pure pleasure.

Kara emptied inside of her with torrents of seed and Lena shuddered from the steady throb of the knot that Kara secured in her cunt with a grateful moan.

She spasmed around the wide bulge until she could no longer stay upright, and then sprawled out over Kara’s chest.

Lena always imagined it would be awkward to take someone’s knot and remain stuck together afterwards, but Kara’s hands relaxed her by roaming up and down her back.

Once her breathing returned to normal, she glanced coyly at Kara and found the alpha’s eyes already on her. They shared a smile, her own far more bashful than the alpha’s, and bit her lip when Kara gathered the curls back from her face. Kara cupped her chin as they kissed and their tongues mingled.

“So next Saturday,” Lena intoned after they parted for air. “Would you like it to be a date, or a casual hook up?”

She tried not to appear too hopeful in case Kara preferred less of a commitment, and reassured herself that even if it was just sex, it was at least something more than one night with Kara.

“I would like it to be a date, but if you don’t, then I’d understand.” Kara spoke like she believed Lena would decide to keep it to sex, but the hopefulness in her eyes made Lena realize that Kara also wanted romance.

There must have several people who only sought out Kara for sex with no strings attached, and Lena wondered how anyone could sleep with her without forming an attachment.

With a cordial smile that brought dimples to her cheeks, Lena pressed their foreheads together and inhaled Kara’s comforting musk.

“Let’s make it a date.” Lena suggested, her lips ghosting over Kara’s with every hushed word. “We’ll start the day by going out to breakfast so that we’ll both have lots of energy.”

“How could I say no to that? Breakfast is one of my three favorite meals of the day,” Kara gushed with a wide grin that brought happiness to Lena’s soul.

Lena held Kara’s gaze as the alpha massaged along her shoulder and exhaled in contentment, “Great, because I’m already looking forward to it.”