Name Your Price

Rating: Explicit, ABO, Alpha Lena, Omega Kara, top/bottom dynamics.

Description: When Lena meets Kara at a bar and notices how awful her boyfriend treats her, she makes the omega an offer she can't possibly refuse.

Based on Indecent Proposal.  Someone provided this as a prompt a good while ago. 

Tags: A good long fingering scene, oral (on alpha), sex, knotting. Also ex bashing - i.e., Lena calling Michael/Mon-El up to tell him how much he sucks and that she's doing a way better job of fucking Kara.

There's some top/bottom +power dynamics stuff in here, since Lena is technically paying for Kara. Also a power imbalance based on wealth (and maybe age? I think Kara's mid twenties and Lena is late twenties/early thirties, so a young sugar mama). Soft Kara, Cynical Lena who deep down just wants to be loved.

Word count: 8,423




Lena Luthor earned her money and reputation with the first app she designed straight out of grad school. Since then, her company had grown to four different locations across the nation’s biggest cities. She had never thought it possible that she would lose her passion for the tech industry, or that she would become a jaded and world weary person — but ten years into it, the intense work schedule combined with a string of empty, messy sexual relationships had affected her. Each morning when she woke up, she felt moody and restless, and it began to change how she treated people.

It should have come as no surprise to her when her assistant staged an intervention and dropped a bunch of pamphlets for vacations on her desk — but Lena shoved them aside without expressing any interest. She worked a fourteen hour day, then ended it as she often did: sitting alone in a bar with a martini and the beginnings of a migraine.

It would have been a typical night of getting drunk and returning to her office, except she lingered a little longer than she usually did. It was because of that she noticed a cheerful blonde omega perched on a stool close by.

The blonde stranger had the brightest smile that Lena had ever seen – all dimpled cheeks and glittering, hopeful eyes. She seemed like the type of person who could make the best of a terrible situation—and as the blonde sat talking with the man at her side, Lena concluded that this woman’s situation was in fact awful.

The man’s name was Michael. Lena heard the blonde sigh it out, and then listened as he berated her over the bills they needed to pay.

Lena saw that the omega was eating the free salted peanuts and heard the rumble of her stomach when she browsed the menu, but then chose not to order a meal.

Under other circumstances, Lena would have felt awkward about eavesdropping, but their eyes connected a few times in a friendly way, and when Michael walked off to the bathroom, the blonde scooted towards her.

“Hey, I’m Kara,” she confided and glanced at all of the empty martini glasses in front of Lena before extending her hand. “I know this is probably weird, but you look kind of sad sitting here by yourself, and I just thought I’d say hi.”

Lena stared in silent disbelief at Kara — at her beautiful complexion and her expressive blue eyes that seemed to understand her closed off nature.

“So what you’re saying is I look pathetic?” Lena asked and glanced down at the expensive timepiece on her wrist, realizing that it was only nine o’clock, and her martini glasses were really piling up.

In spite of that, she reached for her highball glass and sipped down more alcohol as she tried not to come off as bitter. She was intrigued by Kara, attracted to her in ways she couldn’t explain, and she wanted Kara to continue sitting next to her for as long as she wished.

“No, no—it’s not that at all, I’m just usually pretty good at reading people.” Kara shrugged and her small, ill-fitting dress made it possible for Lena to see right down it when she moved her shoulders a certain way. “You want to talk about it?”

“I’m actually just tired from a long day at work, but it’s nice of you to be such a good Samaritan and look out for complete strangers.”

Despite the dismissive way she spoke to Kara, Lena found herself flipping open a menu, and on a whim, she ordered a sharing platter of appetizers.

She could still hear Kara’s stomach rumbling every so often, even though Kara spoke a lot, probably to prevent Lena from hearing it.

“You know what really helps me after a long day at work?” Kara gushed and reached for her bag, pulling out a dog-eared anthology of love poems that looked like it had been read several times. She passed it over to Lena and opened to one by Pablo Neruda, which Lena scanned as fast as she could.

“I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.” Lena read the words out loud, not as put-off by the flowery language as she normally was when reading poems. In fact, when she glanced back at Kara, it was with heat in her eyes.

“You can keep that copy,” Kara announced in a gesture of good will and hugged her bag against her chest. “I have another one at home. I guess that’s just a quirk of being an English teacher. I mean—someday I’ll be an English teacher, if I can ever finish up the degree.” She bit the corner of her lip like she was trying not to ramble, and then the bartender brought over Lena’s plate of food.

Kara’s boyfriend Michael must have stepped out somewhere for a smoke, so they sat discussing more mundane things, such as Kara’s multiple part time jobs and career aspirations, and Lena explained in vague terms what she did for a living.   


“I’m a waitress on Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday, and I work a desk job at this auto shop the rest of the week,” Kara laughed and showed off some grease that had somehow ended up on her elbow. “I helped change a tire this afternoon. Did you have a long day?”

“I woke up at four AM to send emails, then I went into the office around six to check over some IRR calculations for a project I’m funding. I spent five hours in meetings and I left the office around six o’clock. I work like that most days, and it’s fine because it’s not like I have anyone waiting on me at home.” Lena trailed off before she gave too pitiful a picture of her life.
 

She offered Kara some food, saying it was the least she could do in return for the book. Kara happily took her up on it, and as she munched on a potato skin, her face was a study in delight.

Lena could have watched her for hours, but Michael returned soon after that.

He came to an abrupt stop when he saw Kara with a chicken strip halfway to her mouth, then his face darkened a shade, and he put both of his hands on top of his head as his temper flared. “You ordered dinner? You know we can’t afford that. That’s rent money, Kara.”

Kara froze at the rant, all of the joy slipping from her eyes at her boyfriend’s tirade.

It irked Lena how this sweet person was in a relationship with someone who had the gall to order himself a drink but begrudged Kara what she wanted, even food.

“Excuse me,” Lena interrupted sharply, shooting him a cool and menacing look from underneath dark eyebrows. “I invited her over to join me while you were gone.”

An insane proposition came into Lena’s head, and her impulsive nature gave her no time to think it through before she acted on it.

“May I speak to you alone for a minute?” Lena asked and slipped a hand onto Kara’s arm, gentle and warm as she tried to get her attention.

Kara’s sunny smile reappeared and she hopped off the bar stool like she was grateful for the excuse to leave her boyfriend at the bar. “Yeah. Let’s go.”

Lena caught several people watching her as she strutted across the room and she sensed Kara about two steps behind her.

A few other alphas watched them, like they somehow knew what Lena was doing, and she tried to find a secluded spot to speak with Kara.

“It’s not like me to make offers like this, but I can tell right away when I like someone,” Lena began, then she shot a glare in the direction of Michael, and considered how best to make her negotiation with Kara. “Have you ever been to Bora Bora?”

The thought of seeing Kara’s fit body in a swimsuit might have motivated Lena to make that choice, or it could have been the information on the vacation packages her assistant put on her desk earlier, which randomly popped into her head.

Kara appeared to be confused by the situation and flailed for a second with a soft laugh. “Bora Bora? Why?”

“I thought you might like to come along on a getaway,” Lena murmured and her nostrils flared just enough to suck in the sweet scents of the omega’s perfume. “Be mine for a few days, and I’ll put enough money in your bank account for you to finish up your education without any debt. You can buy a house outright, and you wouldn’t have to work. You wouldn’t need to worry about rent or food—”

Lena didn’t get to finish making her offer, because Kara began shaking her head and stepping away like it was unfathomable to even consider.

“I’m not—I’m not that,” Kara emphasized with distress in her eyes, like she couldn’t even bring herself to utter the word prostitute.

“I didn’t mean to insult you,” Lena insisted in an apologetic whisper, and she was prepared to let Kara walk off and return to her life. She expected it, and the sullen jut of her chin was a show of her disappointment, not just because of the rejection, but because she had been too bold with her suggestions.


Kara hesitated before turning away, coming to an abrupt halt to make eye contact with Lena. “I feel a connection with you and I don’t know why,” she admitted with a shrug and squared her shoulders, her aroma still sweet and cordial. “Tell me this is all about a connection for you.”

“It is,” Lena answered instantly, because she had felt drawn to Kara for multiple reasons, even though lust ranked high among them. “You seem like a genuinely kind person, Kara. You radiate joy even though your circumstances are clearly not easy to deal with, and I just thought if you were to accompany me on a much needed vacation, maybe some of your sunshine would rub off on me.”

Kara hung back and glanced towards the bar where Michael was snacking on a potato skin. She firmed her chin and then nodded to Lena, as if his hypocritical behavior was a deciding factor.

Lena put out her arm, and she felt more than a little smug leading Kara back to the bar to pay the bill.

She did three things after that: arranged for a limo to pick them up outside, wirelessly transferred money to a new account that she intended to put in Kara’s name, and scheduled their travel. They could depart as early as that night, and Lena sent a notification to her secretary to clear her agenda for two weeks.

Kara was more than surprised when Lena shared the travel details. “We’re leaving tonight? I have work tomorrow, and I haven’t packed any clothes—”

“You don’t need to work,” Lena informed her and held up her phone to share the banking details that would change Kara’s life. “If you’d like, you can borrow my phone and call your boss as a courtesy. We’ll swing by your place to pick up your passport. As for clothes, we’ll buy you a new wardrobe at the airport. In fact, I’ll phone my assistant and she’ll have a whole suitcase waiting for you when we arrive there in a few hours.”

Lena had some last minute business to finalize before she left, and dropped by her office building. It wasn’t meant to be a flex of her wealth, but she could tell Kara was stunned by the opulent architecture and furnishings and the fact that Lena’s logo was plastered on every surface.

Three hours later, they arrived at the airport and Lena’s assistant Jess was waiting for them with luggage and a coffee carrier packed with Lena’s favorite drinks.

“I’m so glad you’re finally taking a vacation, Miss Luthor.” Jess did seem genuinely happy about it, and not the least bit irritated that she had been called out in the middle of the night to prepare Lena for the trip.

“Take the day off tomorrow, Jess, and let Alana handle all of my re-scheduling,” Lena said in parting, and turned to cross the tarmac to board her private jet.

Kara jerked her thumb in the direction of the airport, like she didn’t understand how they could skip the wait. “Don’t we need to check in somewhere?”

“No, we’ll do that right here.” Lena handed over their passports to the personnel waiting beside the stairs that would allow them to board.

Kara reacted to the whole experience with the same pure energy that she displayed when savoring her food. “Wow, Lena, this—this is incredible.”

There was champagne and appetizers waiting on them, boxes of decadent chocolate from all over the world, and comfortable seats that would allow them to sleep the whole way to the destination if they were tired.

The omega’s impressed aroma was more intoxicating than Lena’s first drink, and Lena reciprocated in kind with pheromones that filled the cabin with the spice of her lust. She couldn’t stop herself from staring at Kara, and after a few drinks, she had the omega literally eating out of her hand.

Lena held out chocolates for Kara to try, and just the lightest touch of the omega’s lips against her hand was enough to inspire pleasant tingles. Her cock stirred from it, and she blushed at the noticeable swell in her pants.

Kara reacted to it in a way Lena didn’t predict, by shifting closer in the seat and sliding a hand over it. “Do you want me to touch you now?”

“I don’t want you to feel pressured into doing anything you don’t want to do,” Lena replied, making it clear that she had paid for Kara’s company and not just for intimate favors. “We’ll go at your pace.”


She wanted to have sex with Kara, but she would let that happen when and if the omega wanted it. While others might have questioned the morality of doing such a thing, Lena rationalized it to herself with the thought that it was no different than picking an omega up in a bar. The only difference was that she planned to compensate Kara handsomely and treat her how she had always deserved to be treated by her lousy ex-boyfriend.

Kara’s cheeks turned a soft pink and she bent her head as she admitted, “I’ve never even had a one night stand with anyone. Actually, I’ve only ever dated a handful of people.”

“That just means I can teach you,” Lena whispered and caressed the side of Kara’s shy face to coax the omega into looking at her. She ran a finger over Kara’s naturally rosy lips until they opened in a quiet gasp, and then Lena moved closer to kiss her.

Kara melted into it, accepting more than a little tongue as Lena tangled her fingers into blonde curls. She tugged the omega forward gently and onto her lap, and then her hand was sliding up to Kara’s knee.

“Is this alright?” Lena asked with a penetrative stare that demanded that Kara be honest about how she felt.

“Yes,” Kara softly moaned and parted her legs just subtly, in case Lena wanted to continue traveling upward.

Lena pushed her hand up Kara’s dress to play with the thin elastic band on the omega’s underwear. While they kissed, occasionally her fingers would slide downward in a pass over the material, or she would find other places to touch. She liked the feel of Kara, the small round shape of her breasts, and the nipples that pebbled to get all of Lena’s attention.

From how they were seated, Lena could see down Kara’s flimsy dress and noted that there was just a bralette beneath it that didn’t properly cover her – and it was both exciting and torturous to delay gratification and avoid undressing Kara too soon.

“You feel very wet.” Lena spoke in a sultry whisper in the omega’s ear as she traced the fabric covering Kara’s labia with the lightest caress of her fingertips. “How long have you been wet, Kara?”

“Hours,” Kara shakily confessed, her voice cracking as her face darkened with shame. “It’s been a while since – since I did this, and never – never with an alpha.”

“Good, so I’ll be your first,” Lena husked, and moved her fingers back up to the elastic band on Kara’s panties, with just enough room for error that she touched the omega’s clit. It seemed mindless on her part, even though it was completely intentional. “Do you want me to be your first alpha, Kara?”

Kara nodded as though her head felt heavy and all of this made her limbs and weight harder to support.

“That’s good.” Lena nodded along with her and wrapped an arm around her waist as she continued to tease the omega’s cunt. “I can’t wait to be inside of here.”

The dampness of Kara’s panties had become even more considerable, to the point that the slippery essence was thick against Lena’s fingers and aided her in delivering her risky massage. She was still avoidant, rubbing just sparingly enough to cause Kara’s sexual need to build.

Her mind was already on their vacation, on how they might lay out by the water and she could ask Kara to pull her swimsuit to the side or take bikini bottoms off.

“During our trip, if we’re out sunbathing or in the water, and I want to see your cunt, will you show it to me?” Lena whispered, speaking aloud her fantasy so she could find out if Kara had particular limits she would need to respect.

She was the type of alpha who preferred to have total control, though this situation with Kara was drastically different than her past entanglements with omegas. All of her other girlfriends had approved of the dynamic that Lena favored, but Kara hadn’t consented to that.

“In case it wasn’t obvious, I like being in charge,” Lena confided and chose that moment to rub harder into Kara’s slippery wet pussy. “Is that something you’re okay with?”

Kara whimpered and sought even more contact with Lena’s hand. “I am. I’m okay with it.”

Lena would be sure to find out more details of Kara’s wills and won’ts when they settled in at their resort, but for now she was content to play with the omega’s cunt.

Kara’s clit was swollen enough to stick out between her sensual lower lips, and Lena’s fingers focused on it.

“Something tells me none of your partners did this,” Lena murmured with breathless interest as the omega moaned and more silken wetness soaked through the material. Kara was becoming rigid in her lap as her pussy clenched from every manipulation of Lena’s fingers.

“They didn’t,” Kara groaned, the tendons and muscles in her thighs locking them around Lena’s hand.

“You’re absolutely drenched, Kara. I can feel how much you want to come.” Lena waited for the omega to nod again, and then pushed her hand underneath the sodden panties to touch Kara directly. She skimmed her fingertips through tight pussy lips and stroked at Kara’s hot clit.

Kara’s hips began to move in jerky, incomplete motions, as if she was following her pleasure and not the slightest bit conflicted about coming all over Lena’s fingers. Her eyelids kept closing and her mouth kept opening, and Lena tracked each outward tell of Kara’s sexual gratification and stored that information away for later.

Lena slipped her middle finger in between Kara’s cunt lips and into her hungry spasming warmth.

“Good girl, let me feel what it’s like when you come,” Lena praised and slid deeper into the restrictive heat that was clinging so nicely to her. She filled Kara with another finger and thrust them in up to her knuckles.

Kara’s desire spread across her skin, dusting her cheeks and neck with color that was more pigmented than a powdery blush. The soaked noise of her cunt was loud and sinful, and such a contrast to her much quieter whimpers. Lena slammed into Kara faster just to hear how aroused her pussy was and to imagine what it would be like when they were in bed together.

“Lena — going to come,” Kara expressed with a soft moan, her inner thighs trembling as Lena pounded into her sensitive pussy and fondled her clit at the same time.

The simultaneity of the friction and motion was what brought Kara to climax. The omega continued to quiver afterwards and Lena rubbed at her cunt until Kara’s legs went still.

Their journey on Lena’s private jet was as intimate as she had ever been with a complete stranger. Lena got to know more about Kara and learned that she had grown up in the rural north of California. She had always said yes to anyone who asked her out, because she had been raised to be polite and open to different experiences.

“Well, I’m certainly glad you were open to this experience,” Lena crooned with a flirtatious smile and set her seat into an incline so they could rest for a while.

Their flight was long, but not at all dull as they shared stories about their lives and Lena even confided more of herself in Kara.

“It’s been a long time since I connected with anyone,” Lena whispered with her chin propped on Kara’s shoulder, though she didn’t share the reasons why her relationships never worked out — the lies and the cheating, or the outright emotional manipulation she endured. Kara seemed to be honest to a fault, and not the type to manipulate her. If anything, Kara could commiserate in the dating department, and the more they spoke about her ex and Michael, the more Lena wanted to test out all of her ideas for petty revenge on him.

For a while, they slept beside one other, and when they woke, they drank lattes and gazed out at the clouds as they came in for landing.

The mesmerizing blue of the lagoon around Bora Bora was blending with the color of the skies, and Kara’s eyes matched the brilliance of the water as she observed it all. Lena was more inclined to watch Kara than the skyline, and how the omega took in each and every new experience with wonder.

Being around Kara was a refreshing change from being around a bunch of suits all day. They drove on a golf cart to the luxury thatched villa over the water that Lena had rented out for two weeks. Kara brought Lena’s attention to little details she never would have appreciated or noticed on her own. During the ride, Kara pointed to a turtle family perched on a bunch of rocks and a sting ray floating up near the surface of the sea.

“So what would you like to do?” Lena asked after they stepped foot inside their cabin, and Kara had wandered around for five minutes squealing with excitement over their view of the ocean.

Lena was much more sedate as she took off her suit jacket and hung it up in a closet. She reflected on her own attitude, which so drastically differed from Kara’s, and pondered when exactly she had lost her enthusiasm for life. Their accommodation was pretty, but she felt like she was vicariously enjoying it through Kara and as though she couldn’t access her own emotions or joy anymore.

Fortunately she didn’t have dwell on those thoughts for long, because Kara grabbed her by the hand and dragged her out onto their private deck.

“We need to go swimming right now,” Kara blurted, standing so close to the edge that she could have fallen in face first. “Look at the water! It couldn’t be more perfect, and there’s fish! We get to swim with all of the fish.”

Lena chuckled at the wide smile on Kara’s face and followed her around their villa to dig their swimsuits out of the suitcases.  Kara had grabbed her own suit from her apartment when they picked up their passport. The bright orange and pink two-piece had a halter top with frills around the shoulder.

In contrast, Lena’s suit was black and more revealing, scant on top and tight on the bottom. She changed in one room, separate from Kara, though when she stepped out and locked eyes with the omega, the scent of their attraction began to mingle in the air as pheromones. Based on scent alone, Lena could tell that Kara was aroused by what she saw.

Lena stared at the omega’s bikini top and how it encased her breasts, then at her toned tummy and the place between Kara’s thighs. She made no secret of the fact that she was ogling Kara, and went so far as to whisper, “Turn around.”

Kara did what she asked and Lena exhaled heavily as she checked out the omega’s ass. Lena was tempted to use her power and demand that Kara take her bikini bottoms right off, but she reined herself in because they had only just arrived.

“Let’s go for that swim to cool down,” Lena muttered, even though her eyes lingered on Kara’s butt while they walked towards the sliding door that took them back out onto the deck.

Her cock was already semi-erect when they slid into the sea, and it only worsened as Kara splashed around her and clung to her shoulders. The water was tepid and clear, and Kara dove under several times while Lena was content to drift in it.

“Do you think there are sharks here?” Kara asked, like that idea fascinated her more than frightened her.

“No, I wouldn’t let you swim in shark-infested water. I like you too much,” Lena replied with a smirk and glanced down at the fish that were almost close enough to touch her legs.

“I’m glad you like me, because I like you too, and I can’t believe I’m here in this tropical paradise when I should be dealing with the morning rush at Mark’s diner today.” Kara ran her fingers through her drenched hair and swam closer. “I honestly don’t understand why you chose me when you could have invited anyone. I want you to know I’m not holding you to your promise about the money, Lena. I’ve been meaning to look for a new job, a new life. This was just the wakeup call I needed.”

“Nonsense,” Lena ridiculed with a soft scrunch of her eyebrows and a splash in Kara’s direction. “You’ll keep that money and use it wisely. Find yourself a new place to live and enroll in classes. You want to finish your degree some time this decade, don’t you?”

“Yeah,” Kara breathed out with a tinge of sadness and squinted up at the sun.

Lena frowned at the sudden shift in Kara’s mood, which reminded her of her own way of putting up walls. It relieved her when Kara began to talk without any nudging.

“There’s a long story behind why I haven’t finished,” Kara admitted with rebounding cheerfulness and circled around Lena to ascend the ladder to the deck. “Maybe I’ll tell you about it some time, but not while we’re on vacation. You really need this opportunity to relax.”

With a critical glance up and down Lena, Kara held out an extra towel and waited for her to get out of the water.

Lena took immediate insult and climbed up the ladder two rungs at a time as she huffed, “What is that supposed to mean?”

“It means I just watched you tread water in the ocean for twenty minutes straight,” Kara commented and draped the towel around Lena’s shoulders. “You looked like you were training to become a lifeguard. Not like a woman who was having the time of her life.”

Lena opened her mouth to contest that, but she realized after the fact that she hadn’t ventured away from the ladder once during her time in the water.

“What do you suggest I do to loosen up?” Lena asked in quiet defeat, her shoulders slumping as Kara vigorously dried her off.

Kara gave her a smile that might have wordlessly communicated Me, or at least that was Lena’s wishful thinking.

“What do you when you’re at home for fun?” The omega questioned and headed inside to check through the pamphlets of tourist attractions that had been left on a table near the front entrance.

“Organize spreadsheets, drink alone in a bar until 1 AM.” Lena counted the few number of ways she amused herself with a jut of her chin as she realized how empty her life sounded. “I sometimes do both at the same time.”

Her honest remarks brought a wrinkle of confusion to Kara’s forehead and made her come to a full stop.

“Okay, we’ll start slow and go see the turtles,” Kara suggested and took ahold of Lena’s hand to get her moving.

They had a peaceful afternoon of wandering the beach where baby turtles were hatching and scurrying down the sand. Lena wore a long sarong to cover her modesty and a pair of sandals that she ruined walking through the surf hand-in-hand with Kara.

Kara’s bubbly and energetic spirit began shining even brighter as she frolicked and picked up treasures. The broken mother of pearl and spotted tiger shells were her favorite finds, and she tucked them into the pocket of her cover-up as keepsakes.

After their stroll, they ordered dinner and sat outside in the breeze while swapping forkfuls from their plates. Lena encouraged the omega to try some of her colorful salad and Kara insisted she take a bite of her seafood. By the end of the day, Lena felt loose limbed and comfortable in Kara’s presence, like they had been going on vacations together for years. Along with the fresh scents of the sea, Lena breathed the omega’s pheromones in the balmy night air.

They decided to take some fruity cocktails out to the lounges on the deck, and in the soft oranges of twilight, Lena found her eyes wandering over Kara’s bronze body.

“You look good with a tan,” Lena whispered and sat sideways on the lounge so that her feet touched the wood deck and she was facing the omega. “Let me see.”

The request was subtle, but Lena followed it up with a come-hither lift of her eyebrow. Her breath abated as Kara threw aside her cover-up and slid her bikini top off. Kara’s nipples reacted to the cool wind coming off the water and she rubbed at her breasts as though shy about baring them to Lena.

“You blush a lot,” Lena observed and took some of the pressure off by lying back against her lounge. She remained on her side her arms tucked around a large waterproof pillow. “Is it because we’re outside? Are you afraid someone else might see, or are you worried about showing me?”

“It’s just — you’re so beautiful, Lena, and what if you don’t like what you see?” Kara rambled, her face redder than the sinking sun and hiding behind her hands instead of the clouds.

Lena laughed at the absurdity of Kara’s meek behavior and moved again to the edge of the lounge. “Trust me, I do, and I want to see more. Take your bikini bottoms off.”

Kara overcame her nerves and stood up to remove the last part of her clothing. She shimmied out of her bikini bottoms and handed them to Lena, who clutched the fabric in her hand.

Slender and tall with taut abdominal muscles and beautiful, well worked biceps, Kara was strong but not lacking in the graces that made other omegas seem delicate. The glistening place where her pussy lips met was smooth, with the smallest patch of blonde curls over the crest of it.

“You are magnificent.” Lena breathed heavier as her mind occluded all else but the need for sex. She was nowhere close to being in rut, though her cock responded as though she was, and she felt far less composed than she had been on the plane.

It took her a minute to regain control, and when it came back to her, she knew just how to make use of it.

“Kara, will you please grab me another towel?” Lena asked, not because she was cold or wet, but because it would require Kara to bend over her lounge to reach the small table where they had left their folded towels earlier.

Kara half climbed over the lounge and Lena stared shamelessly as the omega was positioned on her knees, her cunt framed by her thighs.

Over the years, Lena had become not only the boss of her own company, but also a different kind of boss in her private life. Giving orders came naturally to her when she was with the right omega, and while she and Kara still had much to discuss in that regard, she sensed that Kara’s temperament would make her agreeable.

Kara stopped in front of her with the towel, biting her lip before she sighed, “I’m sorry I was a kinda self-conscious before. It’s just past experiences, comments that people have made.”

“People, like your ex Michael?” Lena bristled at the way Kara tried to brush that off instantly with a shrug.

Kara retrieved her cell phone and held it out to Lena to share all of the hateful messages Michael had sent since the day before.

Lena read the texts with feelings of animosity in her chest and then muttered, “Can I borrow this?”

Kara consented with a small nod and Lena put the phone near the rest of her belongings as she formed a plan to deal with Michael later. For now all of Lena’s attention was drawn to the omega’s appealing aroma and Kara’s lithe, naked body.

She held Kara by the chin to ensure eye contact when she whispered, “You’re the most perfect omega I’ve ever seen and I intend to enjoy you thoroughly tonight.”

Lena traced a thumb over Kara’s lower lip and her tongue followed suit, sliding into the omega’s mouth. Their kiss burned through Lena, crumbling away at all of her reservations like flame to paper. She grabbed at Kara’s breasts and massaged them with open hands, her fingers tightening around them with every squeeze.

“Tonight you’re mine, and I’m going to have to ease you into what that means,” Lena husked and pressed another kiss to Kara’s soft and supple mouth. She placed her hand over Kara’s and brought it down to rest on the place where her cock was beginning to swell.

“Do you think can handle this, Kara?” She questioned as the omega felt the solid length of it and experienced the girth in her hand. Kara’s fist worked over it in experimentation and caressed the tip that would soon be inside of her with a finger.

“God I hope so.” Kara whined and smoothed some of Lena’s thick essence around the rim of her cock. “I am definitely responsive to encouragement and direction.”

“What if I asked you to take me into your mouth?” Lena murmured, her fingers locking into Kara’s hair as the omega instantly reached for the towel she had brought over and kneeled down on it in front of the lounge.

Lena untied her sarong and pulled off her swimsuit bottoms to let Kara nestle in between her legs. With the sound of the waves around them, Lena moaned as the omega took her into her warm and wet mouth.

The plush feeling of Kara’s tongue rolling over her was a sensation that both relaxed and unraveled her. It wiped away years of stress and pleased her alpha with each worshipful lick. Kara caressed the sensitive head with her tongue as it pushed into her cheek.

Lena groaned from the persistent suctioning heat around her and stroked the blonde hair away from Kara’s face.

“Keep going, Kara, take me deeper into your throat,” Lena instructed and massaged into the omega’s scalp as Kara took three more inches into her throat. Kara’s lips surrounded her, ready and willing to satisfy. The quietest moans washed over Lena’s cock, airy and light but growing more guttural the deeper that Kara took her.

“You look so good, so sexy on your knees,” Lena huffed, all filters gone with Kara sucking on her like it was all the omega needed. The softest of growls passed through her lips in a demand for more speed, but it was hardly necessary when Kara gave so willingly.

Kara rubbed from the base upward and held her cock in the most exquisite lip lock that Lena reacted much more aggressively than intended. She growled again and lifted Kara’s mouth off her, then used her pheromones to send the omega backward. Shivering from the alpha scents, Kara stayed seated on the deck while Lena got to her feet.

“Bedroom,” Lena dictated in an authoritative tone, and Kara obeyed while trailing the scent of her omega, who wanted a good rutting. Lena took her time to enter the bedroom and went to the fridge to grab them each a bottle of water. She placed both on a table by the door as she walked in to find Kara seated at the end of the bed.

“Lie back with your legs open and play with yourself,” Lena commanded as she stepped nearer and let her eyes slide down Kara. The omega scuttled backwards over the bed on her hands and propped herself against the pillows. With her knees bent and thighs open wide, Kara rubbed at her entrance to collect wetness on her fingertips before stimulating her clit.

Lena followed every little swirl and faster meandering motion of Kara’s fingers and groaned when the omega filled herself.

“That’s good, make yourself all wet so I can fuck you,” Lena whispered with breathy excitement and walked down the invisible line she had drawn for herself, where she was going to wait until Kara had sufficiently given her a show.

Kara sank two fingers into her opening and spread it with leisurely thrusts. Arousal clung to her lips and the patch of small hair on her cunt, wet and glistening in the mood lighting of the bedroom. Keeping at it until her toes curled, the omega whimpered for help. The light, keening sound was too pathetic for Lena’s alpha to ignore and she stepped nearer the bed in spite of her well formed plans.

“I’m going to have to teach you restraint someday, but for now I’ll indulge you,” Lena purred and picked up a canister of A-blockers — pills that alphas could take to avoid getting an omega pregnant and at the same time protect them both from disease. “I’m sure you’re a sensible omega, and you brought your own forms of protection, but I use these.”

Crunching the tablet once between her teeth, Lena swallowed it over with water and grabbed for a bottle of lubricant. She poured some into her palm and lavished it all over her cock with a soft moan.

As predicted, Kara accepted a bottle of water to take a pill of her own, and then Lena moved across the bed. Her long hair draped around Kara as she crouched low and ghosted her lips over the omega’s neck.

“Do you still feel good about all of this?” Lena asked, eyeing Kara carefully to assess the response was enthusiastic and not in any way hesitant.

She had bought Kara, that was the truth of the situation, but she would sooner forfeit all of her wealth than do a single thing that Kara didn’t wholly want.

“I feel so good about it,” Kara breathed with as much exuberance as she had when pointing out tiny turtles in the sand. “I know we just met, and all of the reasons you brought me along, but I do really like you, Lena.”

That confession took Lena off guard and she blushed the same way she had when the first omega she had ever had a crush on brought a rose on Valentine’s Day. There was something about her connection with Kara that made her think of the feelings she experienced before she was so cynical about people.

Lena almost became emotional when she looked into Kara’s eyes, but thankfully her cock was throbbing for entry to the omega’s cunt.

“Open your legs wider,” Lena intoned and positioned the head of her shaft into alignment with Kara’s narrow tunnel.

She groaned as their bodies melded for the first time and her alpha demanded full access to Kara. Her hands slid onto Kara’s thighs to hold them apart as she began to push the broad tip of her cock into the omega’s warmth.

The friction of inner muscles pulling around her was addictive, and Lena teased herself by sliding in and out of Kara’s small grasping entrance. She continued for as long as it took for Kara to get accustomed to her girth, then started with a faster rolling thrust.

This was the most intimate she had been with anyone in a long time, having sex face to face, and she knew she could only maintain that for so long. Her hips rocked to slam her cock in deeper, and Kara whimpered and grunted from the rougher penetration. The omega’s pheromones were fulfilled and invigorated, and Lena’s alpha drew on that to pound Kara harder still.

Lena knew it was twisted, because she respected and liked Kara in return and would never think of the omega this way except in a fantasy context — but she derived a certain pleasure from the idea that she had bought Kara’s cunt and that it was hers.

Her most selfish tendencies came out and she grabbed at Kara’s face to kiss her mouth and neck, leaving behind light bites that would fade.

“Can I mark you?” Lena husked, her teeth still precariously close the place she wanted to bruise, though Kara would have to wear that around—not a claim bite, just a lip print that showed she had been with an alpha.

“Yes,” Kara breathed sharply, her arms secure around Lena’s back as it happened.

Lena bit down savagely enough to make the omega whimper and then moved her around in the bed so Kara was in a downward pose with her ass angled up.

With one hand in Kara’s hair, she directed the positioning of the omega’s neck and back before thrusting into her again.

“This is what I like,” Lena acknowledged as Kara held in place for her ravaging. “I like an omega who gives up her cunt to me, who is very eager.”

She swept back Kara’s curly blonde hair, keeping it back like it was in a ponytail as she rammed into the omega’s tender cunt. It must have been so sensitive, or it could have been her words, because Kara went into orgasm just as soon as Lena really mounted her from behind.

Lena reached around to toy with Kara’s nipples during the rapid internal clenching and the omega cried out, “Lena—ohmmmhmph—Lena.”

“Yes, good girl, say my name when I make you come,” Lena husked in praise and stroked Kara’s hair to reinforce the behavior. “If you’re good, I’ll always reward you.”

She moved her hand down to the heated spread of Kara’s pussy lips and strummed over her clit continuously as the omega was still in spasm.

Other omegas might have needed a break after that strong of a release, but not Kara—she stayed so prettily in place, her cunt glazed in her own slick.

“You need to come on my cock again, don’t you?” Lena crooned and pulled at Kara’s ass cheeks to see the plump tip of her shaft divide Kara’s pussy lips.

“Please, Lena, yes,” Kara uttered, a quick learner as she presented herself and implicitly seemed to understand what Lena desired.

“Then show me,” Lena murmured and groaned when Kara opened her cunt by stretching her pussy lips apart. Her cock had done most of the work and Kara’s inner canal still held the shape of it.

“You enjoy it when I tell you what to do,” Lena considered as the omega appeared to wait for approval. She gave it by filling Kara’s cunt with a harsh thrust and rubbing at her clit in coordination.

“I do, I love it,” Kara confessed in a bashful whisper and Lena placed her other hand on the omega’s back to reassure her that the honesty was appreciated.

“And what if I told you that you’re going to take my knot?” Lena asked as she applied a gradual pressure that made Kara bow lower. It was what she needed for her cock to slide so deep inside it came up against resistance, but those deeper thrusts were far more pleasurable for both of them.

The emphatic slap of Lena’s thighs striking against Kara almost silenced the omega’s breathless and stuttered response.

“Your knot would feel so – suh good inside of me.” Kara dipped her head back in search of Lena, but it dropped forward from the intense hammering of her cunt.

Lena leaned to kiss over Kara’s shoulders and to rut with longer thrusts as her shaft started pulsating from the bottom up. She expended warm floods of her seed with the knowledge that there would be plenty more that would flow into Kara’s pussy that night. Carnal elation tingled through her and she let those good feelings subside before she stood up and located Kara’s phone.

On many moral levels, she knew what she was doing would be classed as wildly inappropriate and wrong, but Lena was already calling Kara’s ex by the time the omega glanced up at her.

“Hello? Yes, Michael, I just wanted to let you know that your ex-girlfriend is exquisite,” Lena bragged and wandered back over to the bed to rub at Kara’s ass while she listened to Michael’s outraged response.

“What are you doing with her phone?” Michael yelled, and Lena could tell she had woken him from sleep just for the purpose of her little game.

Kara seemed mildly worried about her actions, but Lena offered caresses as she silently requested trust.

“I borrowed it so I could tell you just what you’re missing and how much of a fool you are for treating Kara the way you did,” Lena replied with a ridiculing sneer, and then she eyeballed Kara, who appeared much more relaxed and curious about her actions.

“If she actually went away with you, then I treated her just the way she deserves,” Michael argued in a vehement tone of voice, the kind that said loud and clear that he would fight Lena physically. “You think I didn’t overhear what you offered her? She’s a bitch for even talking to you, but she just loves the attention.”

Lena hadn’t intended to take her whole game further, but as she stared into Kara’s hurt eyes, her anger got the better of her.


“Perhaps it’s because I’m an alpha and you just couldn’t satisfy her,” Lena taunted and smoothed a hand over Kara’s hip as she shifted her back into the angled position she loved the most. “The failing is with you, clearly. Now I’m going to tell you what I plan to do: I’ll spend the entire night making Kara come, and in the morning, I’m going to order us breakfast in bed while I arrange to purchase your company. If you leave Kara alone, I’ll let you keep your job. If we ever come across you again and you’re anything but polite, then maybe I’ll purchase the building where you live. Do you understand what I’m saying to you?”

As she put Michael in his place, Lena entered Kara’s cunt with a groan. “She feels incredible. You must be a god damned idiot.”

Kara moaned so loud from being rutted again that Lena didn’t hesitate to continue, even with an audience. She wrapped her fist around Kara’s hair and pulled her back into bolder thrusts, the kind that created a lot of noise. The hot slick that surrounded her shaft was so silky and smooth and let Lena rock much more fluidly than before.

“Your pussy is so wet, Kara, so warm,” Lena moaned, not the least bit bothered by the enraged ranting she could hear from the phone, which she had dropped in favor of touching Kara.

At some point she remembered to hang up, around the time that Michael was begging Kara’s forgiveness, and by then Kara was groaning from satisfaction and taking her cock with ease. Her muscles twitched all around Lena’s erection, spasmodic from orgasm and yet insatiably drenched.

Lena drilled through the seductive heat and the encircling tension continuously passing over her was what caused her knot to expand. The width of it sank into Kara with a slow and gradual effort and blocked in all of the seed that Lena shot into the omega’s cunt. She remained on top of Kara until the last of it emptied and the knot was embedded.

Kara’s pheromones were content and calm, her limbs loose beneath Lena’s weight. They curled beside one another, mindful of their joined bodies, and listened to the sudden quiet and the crash of the waves against their villa.

“This—this is definitely the best I’ve ever had,” Kara muttered, her face pink from sex and also from endearing shyness. “You’re the best I’ve ever had.”

“So after two weeks, when we go back, be mine,” Lena whispered and lifted her chin as she considered a business proposition. “Name your price and we’ll work it out.”

Despite all of the talk of earlier, Lena still expected to hear a number, but Kara surprised her with a much different answer. “I just want to get to know you better, Lena. There’s this game night that my friends host. We started it a while back when my sister Alex got sick. Anyway, I need a partner and I have a feeling you’d be amazing at trivia. Are you in?”

Lena would have laughed if she hadn’t needed to shut her mouth for a second to stop herself from getting emotional. “Definitely.’