Primal Urges - Part 2

Tags: Comedy, Masturbation with toys, Teasing, and wild outdoor sex in a bamboo house that Kara builds at an impossible speed. 

Word count: 9,454


Kara had never been in an official relationship before, let alone in a casual arrangement that involved sex, so she didn’t know what to expect when it came to her manager, Lena.

After they spent a full week having sex in all kinds of positions Kara never even knew existed, all of her texts were met with silence, until she finally received a weird email from Lena’s personal account:


If the fact that I’m ignoring you isn’t enough of a hint, then let me spell it out: I don’t want you to contact me unless you are professional and conducting business.


Kara tried to take it in stride as she sat in front of her laptop eating cereal and checking the comments on her YouTube videos, but she felt so upset that she put her bowl down and curled back into bed for two more hours that morning.


A few more weeks went by and Kara assumed that she would be making the Thailand trip solo. It hit her with even more disappointment after she scrolled through her emails and thought about all of the places she had wanted to go.

Being in Australia had been all the more fun because of Lena, and Kara wished she could figure out why the omega had cut her off like a bad Tinder date. She obsessed over it to the point she checked her phone with unhealthy regularity and then powered it off altogether on the night before the trip.

The morning after, Kara showed up at the airport laden down by her hiking gear and camera equipment and watched the board where her gate of departure would be listed. She noticed a bunch of families and couples hanging out together, and for the first time ever in her life, she felt uncomfortable and lonely while standing in a crowd of other people.

Until someone spoke.

“You don’t look like you’re dressed for first class,” came the soft drawl from behind her, and Kara turned to find Lena gripping a tall Starbucks cup with her usual cold brew.

The judgment in Lena’s eyes as they slid over Kara’s plaid shirt and rugged pants was short lived. She lifted her coffee to her lips and whirled around dismissively as an attendant called out the gate where their flight would board.

If she had been clearer headed, Kara would have hurried after Lena and demanded an explanation, but instead she just admired how the omega’s ass looked in her obscenely formfitting leather skirt. There was no way that would be comfortable for flying, and yet Kara couldn’t find any fault in the sway of Lena’s hips, none whatsoever.

She was ready to forgive and forget when she took her seat and Lena brazenly flung a pair of panties into her lap. The bundle of lace was a conspicuous signal that Lena still wanted her and Kara picked it up and let it dangle from her fingertip.

It must have been a few good seconds that she sat there and stared at them, because a stewardess came along and Kara was too mentally slowed down to hide the panties.

“Ma’am, would you like a glass of champagne?” The stewardess questioned and then glared directly at what Kara was holding.

“Oh—yeah,” Kara laughed, waving her hand around and subsequently Lena’s panties like a white flag, though all she surrendered in that moment was her pride as she opened her backpack. “I was just looking for my—my trail mix,” she lied and stuffed the slick lace into her camera bag so she could accept the champagne.

Kara’s slippery thumb print smudged down the side of the glass and the stewardess gawked at her like she had committed a felony.

Lena watched the whole thing unfold with narrowed, disbelieving eyes.

“Could I possibly get a wet wipe?” Kara whispered with a meek squeak in her voice, and the stewardess walked off in appalled silence.


“I’ve seen children with more tact than you. I have half a mind to ask for those back,” Lena hissed under her breath, her mortified blush spreading down to her neck.

Kara’s eyes followed it until it reached the top of her tits and by then she had forgotten what she was going to say.

Lena settled a pair of headphones over her ears as a clear sign that she didn’t want to interact.

As the omega turned to stare out the window, Kara slumped down in her seat more than she had from the inertia of the plane lifting off the tarmac. She gritted her teeth together and tried not to giggle in frustration at the awkwardness she had caused.

It was bad enough that she missed her chance with Lena, but she couldn’t keep her eyes off of the omega’s ridiculously short skirt. When the omega shifted even the slightest bit, the tight leather would ride up, and Kara had to face forward and hold her breath to avoid embarrassing herself.

At some point, the stewardess began making the rounds to take lunch orders, and Kara grabbed a pillow and pretended to be asleep instead of braving a discussion of chicken or beef.

It almost worked, except her stomach growled in obvious anger and she opened her eyes just as Lena’s hand happened to be hovering over her lap to accept her meal. She jerked too much in her seat and upended the whole plate, sending beef and sauce all over her.

“Oh god, oh no, it’s in my pants,” Kara blurted in horror and swung her head between Lena and the waitress as they both stared at her.

“No real travesty there. You wouldn’t even be able to donate those,” Lena remarked with a flick of her eyelashes down at Kara’s trousers.

“Maybe your wife can help you clean up,” The stewardess suggested and grabbed for a towel, which she gave to Lena rather than Kara.

Against all odds, Lena took the towel and began patting her down after the waitress disappeared to replace the meal.

“I hope this was all a ploy to get me to touch you, because otherwise you’re the most clumsy person I know,” Lena uttered, her voice thick as she palmed over the rising swell beneath Kara’s zipper. “You’re bound to hurt yourself. We’re going to have to talk about getting you insured.”

The strangled sound of laughter never quite escaped Kara’s lips because she was biting them so viciously.

Lena was certainly making sure she wiped her pants thoroughly, if not firmly, and Kara wriggled in her seat as she tried to angle her lap out of Lena’s reach.

“Sit still or people will think I’m trying to jerk you off,” Lena warned, her frosty tone nowhere near cold enough to lower Kara’s blood pressure.

“Aren’t you?” Kara blurted, high pitched and nervous as Lena’s hand gripped at her cock more than once. She was uncomfortably stiff and the horrible sensation of her dinner seeping through her boxers made her grimace.

Lena sat up suddenly with a disgruntled ruffle of her brow and threw the towel at Kara with enough force that the gravy-soaked cotton wrapped around her head. “If that’s your idea of a hand job then you’ve obviously been getting them from the wrong people.”

“I haven’t been getting anything from anyone,” Kara sputtered, scooping up mashed potatoes with the towel that had gathered between her thighs.

The sludgy substance looked questionable and the stewardess returned with a new tray of food and almost dropped it on sight.

“There are bathrooms on this flight,” The stewardess stressed with a pinched expression, then handed the tray of food to Lena as she pointedly glared at Kara.

The other fliers in first class were rubbernecking as Kara grabbed her bag and stood up. She hurried down the row and into the bathroom, more for the sake of hiding in shame than to clean herself up.

After wiping down the front of her trousers with a handful of paper towels she took from the dispenser, she returned to her seat with more assertiveness and a determination to speak to Lena.

“We should talk,” Kara intoned and clutched her backpack so it would block the huge wet patch on the front of her pants. “You ghosted me.”

Being so blunt about it seemed to take Lena off guard, and the omega put down her utensils before lifting her chin in haughtiness. “I sent you a professionally worded email.”

“After we spent days tangled up in each other, you told me not to contact you,” Kara corrected as she reached for her phone, in case she needed to quote Lena at any point during their conversation. “Why?”

“I believe I was clear in my message that we should keep this relationship business-oriented,” Lena blinked, though the scent that came off her was layered with guilt and complication.

The omega opened her purse before even finishing her dinner and located a bottle of sleeping aides.

“Oh yeah, that part was clear, but throwing your panties at me after take-off sends another message entirely,” Kara hissed under her breath, not the least bit surprised when Lena placed a pill on her tongue and gulped it down with the rest of her champagne.

“Fine,” Kara muttered under her breath in an attempt to prove that she wasn’t bothered. “Ignore me if you want.”

“I am,” Lena shot back, and pulled her headphones on with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

The audacity of the omega astounded Kara, and she would have called her out on her hot and cold behavior if the risk of causing a scene wasn’t so high.

Kara huffed in her seat and used the complimentary blanket to cover up her ruined trousers while Lena wordlessly passed off her food to the stewardess along with Kara’s untouched meal.

Kara was more insulted that Lena wanted to ignore her in person than she was about being starved mid-flight. She had been rejected in the past and she wasn’t going to be petty towards Lena for deciding to end their fling. It just stung because everything had been going so great and Kara still didn’t know what had went wrong.

She made a mental list of the pros and cons related to Lena even showing up, and every thought in Kara’s head came back to the panties in her bag.

Why would Lena board a flight to Thailand if she didn’t at least enjoy her company?

The plane finally landed and Kara made sure to get up first with the intent to avoid Lena as much as possible.

It worked well enough until they were in line at airport security, when a woman behind the desk raised her eyebrows at the state of Kara’s pants and the omega smirked.

“She’s afraid of flying,” Lena uttered with a wave toward Kara, her smug scent infuriatingly attractive. “All of the turbulence.”

“I didn’t—“

Kara cut herself off as she balled her fists and released them instantly out of a fear of appearing too violent.

The security woman handed over her paperwork and passport, then signaled for someone to come pat her down. The beefy alpha who appeared was not at all amused as he escorted her off to a corner.

Afterwards, when Kara had endured the guard staring at her in disgust while checking her stained trousers for weapons, she found Lena with their luggage waiting with her head down in apology.

“I didn’t mean for that to happen,” Lena whispered, much softer now that she had subjected Kara to public humiliation.

Kara could have said something less than kind, but instead she just hoisted their bags onto both of her shoulders and started for the exit.

She sped up to get ahead of Lena and didn’t slow down until she reached the cab queue and the omega was still far behind her. Rather than jump in the first available cab, she turned back to find Lena in the crowd with her phone in her hand.

“I didn’t want to ghost you,” Lena admitted with a sullen jut of her chin and raised her phone for Kara to hear a recording of her intern, Michael. “Remember how I told you that my intern handed back the footage we took on the Australia trip? He made a copy of it first, and since then he’s been using it to blackmail me. Every day he sits in my office and orders lavish lunches and coffee while taking credit for half the work I do. I thought it would be best to cut ties with you to protect your career.”

If not for the contrite scent that clung to Lena with hints of shame, Kara might have thought she was lying. The voice on the line sounded like every dude-bro Kara hated in college and she grit her teeth at the thought of anyone extorting Lena.

“You should have told me this right away.”

Lena scoffed, no doubt mistaking Kara’s earnest response as bravado and tucked her phone back into her pocket. “So you could do what? Spend the next month crafting a bow to threaten him?”

Though she rolled her eyes, Lena took a half step closer to surreptitiously brush her arm against Kara’s until their fingers entwined.

“I don’t need a bow for that,” Kara informed her, and held Lena’s hand tighter when she thought the omega might try to pull back.


She could have told Lena how much she missed her, how some nights she had gone to bed scrolling through their texts and wishing the omega would just send a message, but she didn’t want the trip to be ruined with residual sadness.

“We need to be careful,” Lena whispered, like she suspected Michael had hired someone to follow them to get candid, compromising shots of them together.

“I’ll make sure my camera is off before I go down on you,” Kara promised, if only to see the scandalized way Lena’s eyes widened.

She helped Lena into the cab, but instead of taking them to the hotel, Kara instructed the driver to take them to the nearest night market.

“What are you doing?” Lena demanded, no doubt having flashbacks to when Kara dragged them out of the resort on their last trip. “I want to shower, and see my room and—”

“Hey, I haven’t eaten all day because someone returned my meal,” Kara reminded her with a smug lift of her chin that immediately caused Lena to exhale heavily. “We’ll head to the hotel soon, but first we’re making a stop.”

Lena continued to pout until Kara put an arm around her, and then they both scooted closer to each other to stare out the same window at the passing scenery.

Tropical trees interspersed with the buildings on long stretches of highway until they came to a place where colorful tents created a special block.

Kara ushered Lena from the car and carried all of their bags through the crowds of people while on a mission to find her favorite foods.


“I thought about taking you here all month,” Kara admitted with no shame about how that made her look. “I figured if there was anything that would sweep you off your feet, it would be amazing food.”

The buzz of the market restored the energy she lost from the flight, and she let her stomach be their guide as they went from booth after booth. She bought goong ob woonsen along with several other noodle dishes, roast duck, luk chup in the shape of fruit, a giant bucket of seafood and two fresh coconuts. They found a place where they could sit at the corner of one of the stalls and Kara could put the bags down.

Lena peered up through her mascara curled lashes as she uttered, “I’ll admit I’m a little charmed by all of this, but that might just be because of my approaching heat. You have no idea how bad my pre-heat symptoms have been and how many times I touched myself in this past week alone while thinking of you.”

It shocked Kara into dropping a plate of noodles onto her already ruined pants. A nearby alpha pointed at her and laughed, then mocked her by pretending to spill food on himself.

“More or fewer times than I’ve spilled food on myself in the last 24 hours?” Kara asked, too hung up on Lena’s confession to care that her second dinner was dripping down her thighs.

“Way more, but the night is still young and you could still top my record,” Lena crooned with a grin that spread from the corners of her mouth and a flirtatious tilt of her head as she glanced down at Kara’s pants.

“That being said, you look cleaner when you play in mud, so maybe I should take care of myself tonight,” Lena quipped, her sassy raised eyebrow as much a weapon as her tongue. She reached out to help herself to a fresh coconut and toyed with the straw provocatively before drawing it between her lips.

Kara followed every movement, hypnotized by the way Lena’s lips puckered. From the look on Lena’s face she knew exactly what she was doing, so Kara made no effort to hide her interest. “You say that now, but wait until we get back to the hotel.”

“You think showering will make that much of a difference?” Lena teased, her gaze lingering on the stained patch where the soft bulge of Kara’s cock resided.

“Well that and I only booked us one room,” Kara supplied evenly, picking at what was left of her noodles that hadn’t been ruined. She paused with the chopsticks to grin at Lena and then devoured a mouthful as the omega narrowed her eyes.

“So you still expected to get some if I joined you, huh?” The words were hushed as Lena sized her up, and the atmosphere between them shifted to an almost tangible desire. “That’s very bold of you.”

“To be fair, I booked it in advance.” Kara shot her a smile that wasn’t the least bit apologetic and sipped from her own coconut. “After you sent the very professional email…”

“You figured I wouldn’t be coming,” Lena concluded with a slight dip of her head.

The softer, reproachful scents of the omega bordered on regret and Kara put an end to it as soon as it began.

“From the sound of things, you’ve been coming a lot,” Kara joked, and shoved a tray of luk chup across the table for Lena to try.

The omega lifted the one shaped like a chili pepper, her smile wicked as she murmured, “Maybe I’ll let you watch.”

Lena sucked on the outer layer of the sweet and Kara had to wonder how close she was to her heat cycle.

Kara knew that Lena’s heat would coincide with their trip, but the omega’s scent was still faint and coquettish rather than outright sexual.

“I could give you pointers during,” Kara suggested and propped both of her elbows on the table as she attempted to charm Lena with her cutest smile. “It will be great practice if you want me to make videos where I talk more and give people instructions.”

“Yeah, about how you create an axe from a piece of stone and a tree branch, or how to find clay at the edge of a riverbank, not how to finger themselves.” Lena fought a smile as she picked up one of the eggplant-shaped pieces of candy.

“Transferable skills,” Kara argued with playfulness and a moderate amount of alpha pheromone, meant to intrigue and invite Lena’s omega to react.

“We’ll see about that,” Lena mused, her thoughtful stare heavy as she glanced at Kara through her lashes.

They ate some of the seafood and finished off the coconuts, all the while keeping a casual flirtation going that was somewhere between jovial and competitive.

Kara called dibs on the shower before they had even left the Night Market, and Lena retaliated by claiming the bed for herself. Kara knew it was all a game and that they would both be in it by the end of the night.

The ride back to the hotel was calmer with Lena tucked into her side. The silence was comfortable, and the subtle way the omega traced imaginary patterns on her thigh sent warmth though Kara.

All bets were off when they checked in, with Lena swiping the key from Kara to hurry into the elevator.


“First one up gets the shower,” Lena gloated over her shoulder, and by the time Kara picked up their luggage, the doors were already closing.

“Oh, it’s on,” Kara rumbled and took off towards the staircase. She ran up them two steps at a time with a bag slung over each shoulder and one eye on the elevator. It climbed as she did, and when the ding of the doors opened on the fifth floor, Kara launched her bag over the banister and slid Lena’s across the hallway floor to race towards their room.

Lena almost shrieked when Kara barreled in front of her in a move that was more accident than suave. Her shoulder rattled the whole door but she did manage to snatch the key out of Lena’s hand with a breathless and smug, “I win.”

The calculated way Lena stared back at her ought to have been a warning, but Kara was too pumped from the run to think about it as she unlocked the door and ushered them inside.

She was stripping before Lena even locked the door, and already grabbing her toiletries to slip into the spacious bathroom with a victorious grin.

“Enjoy the bed,” Kara teased and hurried into the shower to scrub herself clean.

She washed herself from head to toe until her skin was the same boiled shade as the shrimp she had eaten earlier. The scalding heat of the shower was a comfort to her aching muscles and she massaged her fingers into her scalp with almost half the miniature bottle of shampoo she had packed.

When her eyes were fully shut to rinse off, Kara heard the glass door of the shower swing open and then felt a lot of cold air swirling around her as Lena entered.

“Keep your eyes shut, or I won’t let you watch me tonight,” Lena husked and moved in beside her under the spray to soap up. “I’m about go into heat, Kara, and the next time you’re inside of me, I want it to be so worth it. I want you to be so worked up that you’re ready to pound me the minute I offer myself up to you.”

Suds trickled into Kara’s eyes and she failed to wipe them away because she was too stunned to remember how much shampoo could burn.

“I bought the morning after pill for this trip so you could knot in me without protection,” Lena added and placed a hand on Kara’s hip just to slide by her and claim the best place under the water for herself.

“You—you just tricked me,” Kara complained and stood with her eyes clamped shut.

“Aww, did all the blood go to your other head and make you foolish?” Lena taunted, her voice entirely too seductive as she reached around Kara to lightly feel for herself.

Kara wasn’t even mad, and she stood proudly as Lena’s fingers trailed up her semi-erect cock. The omega hummed in approval and the soft scents of her natural perfume rose with the steam to cloud around Kara.

She breathed it in while furiously wiping at her eye to try and get rid of the soap, and almost slipped when she took a step backward.

Lena steadied her with a hand on her ass, and the sound of her laughter echoed in the shower. “I don’t understand how you’ve never injured yourself building houses and fire pits and god knows what else with your bare hands when you’re such a walking disaster.”

“I don’t have my eyes shut when I’m crafting,” Kara pointed out, and she would have carried on if Lena hadn’t snorted.

“Or an erection, unless you’re always this happy when you work.” Lena ran her hand over Kara’s hip one more time, and then stepped back under the spray to leave Kara clutching at the tiled wall.

“Guess you’ll just have to join me on more trips to find out,” Kara remarked with confidence, and though her eyes were shut, she still turned her head to flash a smile Lena’s way.

“I intend to,” Lena replied, as if she had given it thorough consideration and planning. “I definitely plan to book us a trip to the Maldives after watching those videos where you build over open water.”

“You watched my videos?” Kara gaped in surprise and dared to open one eye while facing in the opposite direction from Lena.

“Eyes shut or else,” Lena threatened and gave a gentle pull at her arm to allow Kara back under the shower spray. “To answer your question, yes, I watched all of your videos. I needed to keep myself occupied when I was trying not to text you.”

It stroked her ego to hear that and Lena reached out to stroke something else, until Kara hardened against the omega’s palm.

“You hated breaking it off with me, didn’t you?” Kara asked with too much delight and obnoxious pheromones. “I bet you regretted it the minute you hit send on that email.”

“It took more than a day, and what I felt was more like pity than regret,” Lena insisted, but her sweeter omega fragrance revealed the truth of the situation and that she had been upset. “I consoled myself by watching your videos, and I decided that if we got together again in time for my heat, I would make you build me a house from raw materials, and then we’d absolutely demolish it as we fuck like animals.”

Lena left her under the hot spray with nothing but that thought, and Kara rinsed off so fast that bubbles still clung to her shoulders. She didn’t even bother wrapping herself in a towel, but grabbed it on the way out of the bathroom to dry her face.

“Wait, you can’t just say that and walk away,” Kara protested, her stiff cock pointing at Lena as she watched the omega towel off.

“I think you’ll find I did.” Lena smartly replied, and waved her finger in the air to signal for Kara to turn around. “You can go ahead and sit on the chair,” she stated dryly, and retrieved her special little case that garnered all of Kara’s attention.

The sound of the zipper sent a thrill through Kara and she grabbed the chair from the corner of the room and sat down with the full expectation of a show.

Lena was meticulous as she sorted through her things, and Kara sat up straighter to try and see what she had brought.

“If you move from that chair, I’ll stop,” Lena uttered and cast a curious glance over her shoulder. She selected what she wanted and set the case aside.

“Understood,” Kara laughed, far too eager to make any demands when Lena dropped her towel to settle on the bed.

The omega held her gaze as she got situated, and Kara swallowed thickly when she noticed the slow tease of Lena’s legs opening. The first glimpse of her pussy had Kara leaning her elbows on her knees, and all of her focus landed on the omega’s bare cunt.

“Are you going to show me what you did while you binge watched my videos?” Kara asked, only half kidding as she waited for Lena to begin.

Lena answered by sliding her forefinger up and down over her private lips until it glistened with arousal that she rubbed into her clit. Her quiet moan was all the affirmation Kara needed and her cock twitched in response. The turgid tip stood to attention like it was ready to be called upon to do its duty.

Kara let out a soft and jealous rumble when Lena pulled out a beta sized toy with a knot on one end.

“There’s this one video where you’re wearing a muscle tank, and while watching it, I just needed to stuff my cunt.” Lena stroked over her opening and all around it before pushing a finger into her tight hole.

Her cunt wrapped around what she saw fit to give it, and she moved her legs apart so that Kara could see when she added a second finger. The deeper she penetrated herself, the more Kara sat forward.

With trickles of her natural honey everywhere, Lena’s spread was seductive and naughty, and Kara almost fell off her seat when the omega took the beta cock in one thrust.

“I wish you had called. I would have helped you out,” Kara insisted, the strain of her cock so great that it bounced in agreement when Lena moaned.

The toy was considerably smaller than Kara, and because of that the knot slid in and out of Lena’s cunt easily. Kara was mesmerized as the pale pink of the omega’s slit darkened, and the hotter she got, the wetter she became.

Lena’s arousal perfumed the air and Kara couldn’t help the way she exhaled, “Go faster, I know you like it harder than that.”

“Only if you stroke yourself in time with my thrusts.” Lena’s sly smile was anything but innocent and she waited until Kara wrapped her hand around the base of her cock.

Eager droplets of her desire beaded at the tip and Kara absently rubbed her palm over them to make her hand glide smoother.

“Ready when you are,” Kara grinned, her eyes trained on Lena’s hand and waiting for any movement to begin.

Lena tested her a few times by taking three fast strokes and stopping, then taking two slower pumps before speeding up again.

Kara’s hand moved with determination over her cock, following Lena’s lead until the omega raised her hips up and fucked herself faster. Her soft cries of pleasure kept Kara rock hard and she fisted her length in excitement when Lena reached over to grab a compact device that she switched on and held against her clit.

 
The fragrance of Lena’s heat was becoming more pungent, more sexual, and she whimpered from slamming the small beta cock into her cunt. Her face was the picture of frustration, with her teeth tight together and a glint of focus in her eye.

Breasts shaking from the brutal thrust of her hand, Lena lurched up to make the most of it. The filthy sounds of her moaning only tapered off when Kara began to jerk herself a little more desperately.

Lena pulled the cock from her pussy and her ragged breathing evened out. “You can’t come, not until you’re inside me.”

Kara began to stand up, but Lena glared at her, and that was all she needed to sink back down again.

She was riveted to Lena as the omega brought the small cock to her mouth and tasted herself before placing the toy aside.

“Urrh, God, Lena," Kara groaned and grabbed for her cock again to release some of her rising erotic tension.

“Sometimes when I was really in the mood and missing your cock, this is the only thing that would satisfy me,” Lena muttered, and then chose a toy with a thicker knot at the end, not quite the circumference of an alpha but still bigger than a beta’s cock.

It was shaped for more than one-sided use, and Kara almost exploded into her own hand as Lena pushed it knot-first between her cunt lips.

Kara was fixated on the thought of sliding cervix-deep into Lena with the immense girth of her own knot.


Even when so open and cock-ready, Lena’s pussy had to stretch to its limit to accommodate such a huge intrusion.

“It’s so much bigger than anything I’ve played with before, but I wanted to take it for you, Kara,” Lena expressed and gave it a good thrust to massage the places inside that were very sex sensitive.

“I wish I’d seen you use it the first time. Go deeper,” Kara begged, her length swelling at the sight of Lena’s stretched cunt.

As she jerked herself with faster strokes, she rubbed her palm over the sensitive purple head of her cock. Kara would give just about anything to slide into Lena right then, and the omega must have sensed that, because she ignored Kara’s plea and pulled the toy out completely.

The protest died on Kara’s tongue when Lena flaunted her gaping entrance by holding her pussy lips apart.

Kara almost stood up again but managed to control herself long enough to command, “Keep going, Lena. Ride it like it’s me inside of you. I want to see you take it all.”

The raw honesty evoked a moan from Lena and she rubbed the bulbous knot along her slit before plunging it into her cunt. She was rougher this time, forcing it in almost all the way to really fuck herself thoroughly, and Kara growled in approval.

The heady scent of dominance wafted off of her and she squeezed at the base of her cock to try and calm her libido as the tip of her shaft leaked.

“Use the other toy on your clit,” Kara rumbled, so captivated by Lena’s erotic display that her breath was coming out shorter.

How many times had Lena done this while she watched her videos and thought of her? Kara couldn’t be sure, but she loved that Lena had touched herself while watching them.

Lena propped a pillow between her thighs and straddled it with the cock still inside of her. She brought a vibrator to her clit and rocked her hips back and forth until Kara was certain the knot was pushing at the innermost places inside her cunt.

“Like this, Kara?” Lena asked, her breasts moving with her rhythm and her hands free to touch and pinch a roseate and swollen nipple. “I wish you were inside my pussy right now, but I know it’s going to feel so good the second I really go into heat.”

Her languid and sexy motions came to a shuddering completion as her thighs locked around the pillow and she whined. She sat still and took all she could from the climax before glancing back at Kara as though conflicted.

“I would like to continue, but you’ll see tomorrow why my methods are genius,” Lena muttered and chewed her lower lip as she stared at Kara’s rigid cock.

If there was ever a time to persuade Lena to change her plans, that would have been it, but Kara was too distracted by the omega’s prettiness and flushed complexion. She slid off the chair to approach the bed, and that rule-breaking caused Lena to shift back onto the mattress and put her entire sex toy collection away.

“Lena—wait,” Kara groaned, her body at odds with her respectful nature. “Can’t we just fool around a little more?”

The painful throb of Kara’s cock only became worse when Lena went over to the suitcases.

Lena had saved one of Kara’s shirts from the first trip and she pulled it on before approaching and standing on her toes.

“If we keep going tonight, I’ll never want to stop,” Lena admitted and brought her mouth to Kara’s for a kiss that was innocent enough until it turned ravenous. She sucked on Kara’s lip until her teeth almost punctured it, but then she backed off and returned to her bag to find her sleeping mask.

“Well don’t just stand there, come to bed,” Lena insisted, her eyes narrowing when Kara sighed and rummaged in her suitcase for a fresh pair of boxers. “Without those,” the omega demanded, her eyes on Kara’s cock like the thought of it being concealed was somehow offensive.

“So we are fooling around?” Kara grinned, and all but dived under the covers to find Lena already on her side.


Being the big spoon gave Kara the advantage of copping a feel. She palmed at Lena’s breasts with an appreciative rumble that must have tickled Lena’s neck, because the omega laughed and rubbed her ass into Kara’s rigid length.

“I wanted to hold you like this for weeks. My bed wasn’t the same without you in it,” Kara confided, her words sincere despite the amorous way she rocked into Lena with the idea of continuing.

“That’s not all you wanted,” Lena commented, the sly tone of her voice almost flirtatious when she raised her leg up and allowed Kara’s cock to slip between her thighs. She let Kara rub the tip between her glossy folds, and then trapped her completely by squeezing her legs together.

Kara groaned in frustration, and she could hear the smirk on Lena’s lips when she teased, “Now you can stay there all night, throbbing and so close to being inside my cunt.”

“Why am I being punished when you were the one that called things off?” Kara whined, her arms still tight around Lena regardless so she could nuzzle into her shoulder.

If she wanted to be spiteful, she could have untangled herself and slept on the other side of the bed—but that wasn’t in Kara’s nature, and she had missed snuggling up to the omega.

“Punished? Now you’re definitely staying like this all night,” Lena coolly remarked, though she cuddled in closer despite her attitude. She was asleep within minutes, blissfully unaware of how she was torturing Kara.

Lena’s heat might not have been hitting her hard yet, but she was plenty wet and so warm that Kara stayed stiff all night.

By morning, Kara wasn’t even sure if she had slept or just been in a semi-conscious lustful haze.
 

Breathing in the sweet changes of Lena’s scent while having her cock cradled between those beautiful thighs was as close to tantric foreplay as Kara had ever come. She was almost forlorn when Lena freed her as the alarm went off.

Lena’s heat was at a simmering roil now, and her pussy was so wet that she was convinced Kara had come during the middle of the night.

“I swear I didn’t, I mean, look at me,” Kara sputtered, motioning to her heavy erection. It was an anguished purple with a prominent swollen head and Lena soothed it with a gentle pucker of her lips before stealing the shower all to herself.

The drive to the build site was unbearable.

Lena seemed pretty darn pleased about it, and every so often placed her hand over Kara’s cock to make sure it stayed hard. As if it could soften with the pheromones Lena unleashed in droves. The tiny tank top and shorts she wore showed more skin than it concealed and Kara struggled to look anywhere other than at those killer legs and Lena’s breasts.

Once they had been dropped off by the driver and their pick up was scheduled for that night, Kara set up her tripods and cameras while Lena set up a portable hammock that had looked like a backpack.

Kara gaped at Lena as she shimmied out of her shorts and removed her top to slather sunscreen all over her pale skin.

“Are-are you—”

“Completely prepared to relax and watch you do all the grunt work?” Lena cut in with a salacious smile as she watched Kara stare at her tits. “Yes I am.”

There was nobody around for miles, and Lena had obviously done a lot of research on how to maximize her comfort. She helped herself to a cocktail from the cooler they had brought along and reclined with a pair of Versace shades resting on the bridge of her nose. “Don’t you have a house to be building?”

Kara laughed and took one last lingering look at Lena in all her sexy glory before hitting record on her cameras. She began by gathering rocks just as always, and once her tools were crafted she went to work on hacking down bamboo shoots. The bigger ones took more effort and Lena seemed to enjoy that. Kara made sure to face her whenever possible as she swung her handcrafted axe.

Once she had chopped down enough for the foundations, she carried them over on her shoulder and almost went face first into the grass when she noticed Lena rubbing her clit through her tiny thong. It became an incentive to work faster and harder. The more labor she did, the more Lena touched herself and Kara feared her footage would be wasted because she was pretty sure her hard-on could be seen in half the shots.

Her brow was covered in sweat, and not just because of her work. She inhaled too much of Lena’s scent and it stirred her alpha to instinctual acts — laying the foundation of her bamboo house at impressive speed and showing off her strength as she deliberately lifted a pile of heavy thatch for the roof.

The next time she glanced over, Lena had two fingers inside of her cunt and her other hand positioned on her breast and rubbing at a nipple.

Kara put the roof together almost viciously and erected the walls before the foundation dried.  The structure nearly fell twice in her rush to finish.

She reinforced the entire build and kept going without any breaks, or even to stop for a gulp of water. Her tongue was eventually so dry that she ended up dumping the water bottle over her face and soaking her shirt.

In the background Kara heard Lena moan, and that was all the inspiration she needed to put the last touches on her bamboo house.

With her alpha so fired up, Kara finally marched over and threw Lena over her shoulder like she was another bundle of bamboo shoots and carried her straight into the house.

The open window spaces brought in the sunlight and air and Kara had woven a mat from big leafy fronds.

“I’m impressed — I think you broke your own record for fastest build,” Lena commented as Kara shifted her weight and refused to put her down.

“Get onto the mat and present yourself to me,” Kara demanded, sounding more authoritarian than ever as she settled Lena down on the floor and crossed her muscular arms.

“Oh so that’s how it’s gonna be?” Lena asked and raised a neat and curved eyebrow as her elegant pheromones spread throughout the little house. “Are you going to show me who’s alpha?”

The growl Kara gave in affirmation was so deep and commanding that Lena sank to her knees in submission.

The omega freed her cock with frantic hands and tried to put her mouth on the tip, but Kara was done being teased. She stepped back and released thick sexually aggressive pheromones, and Lena whined and scrambled onto all fours, stretching low to keep her cunt up high.

“You’re dripping already,” Kara praised, cupping Lena’s swollen lips with a warm calloused hand to massage into her shimmering folds.

Lena was warmer than the temperature outside, and Kara pushed a single finger into her open hole to relish how sensitive she was inside.

Almost immediately the omega pushed back against her, whimpering for more, and Kara rubbed into the slick ridges of her inner walls.

“I’m not going to beg,” Lena grit out, her jaw locked in determination when Kara slipped her finger out to tease at her clit.

“Yes you are,” Kara informed her with confidence, already positioned behind Lena with her enlarged cock poised at the omega’s twitching entrance. It gripped at nothing, pleading to be filled with every desperate little squeeze. Kara rubbed just the tip of her cock along Lena’s velvety slit, and listened to the pained and ragged noise that tore out of her throat.

“Say it Lena, or I’ll build another hut and leave you right here waiting for more.”

It was a purely idle threat, they both knew it, but Kara’s alpha was riled and her ego wanted to be stroked.

She pushed a half inch inside Lena’s cunt and groaned when Lena’s scent petitioned her alpha.

“Kara,” Lena hissed, her hands fisting the mat in frustration as her cunt tried to pull Kara deeper. “If you don’t fuck me right now, I will cancel your flight and leave you here.” The warning wasn’t sharp enough and Lena gave in with a whine, “God, please—”

The hitch of Lena’s breath turned to a gritty moan when Kara entered her roughly, her hips colliding with Lena’s ass hard enough to redden the tender flesh. She flattened her hand on the base of Lena’s spine and growled under her breath when the omega’s tight passage went into spasm.

Kara rewarded the fast orgasm with kisses at the back of Lena’s shoulders and a gentler rub between the thighs. Her fingertips slid over the delicate swell where Lena’s pleasure was centered.

Lena arched down to grind her pussy into Kara’s hand and the strategic stimulation was just what they both needed.

“I want you to be my girlfriend,” Kara exhaled, her breath blowing at a strand of hair beside Lena’s ear. “We could do this every time you’re in heat.”

Being so honest threw off their coordination—if only long enough for Kara’s hips to falter when Lena stopped.

“You want more than just sex?” Lena asked with doubt in her voice, like the concept was unusual to her.

“Is that so hard to believe?” Kara countered and slipped her thumbs into the dimples on Lena’s back. She began to thrust with all the power in her muscled legs and glutes while holding onto the omega. Her fluid strokes continued until Lena’s cunt restricted her with rapid contractions.

Lena loosely grabbed at both of Kara’s wrists as they rocked together with sweat all over their limbs, shining like fresh varnish.

“Be my alpha,” Lena muttered after her easy orgasm was over, her words sandpapery and heartfelt. Her inner channel was still grasping at Kara’s cock as though to keep it inside. “I’ve dreamt about taking your knot for weeks.”

Kara bit the back of her neck, not too hard but hard enough to let the omega know she was serious and to lock Lena in place underneath her. She dug her teeth in and rammed her cock into Lena’s sublime warmth.

With the bewitching scent of the omega’s cherry blossom shampoo in her nostrils, and their libidinous pheromones all around them, Kara’s mind went back to the moment Lena had spread herself out in the bed. The raunchy squelch of her shaft pounding Lena’s cunt open was second to her growl.

“From now on, you’ll never have to pretend that you’re taking my knot,” Kara rasped, her promise more than just words as she bucked forcefully into Lena’s soaked cunt. The rippling sensation of the omega’s fleeting orgasm pulled a groan out of Kara and she fucked into her tightening muscles until she could bottom out effortlessly. “I’m going to be here every heat cycle, Lena, to give you what you need. Filling you with more seed than your beautiful pussy can take.”

Maybe it was Lena’s pheromones that brought out the filthy things Kara said, or the way she had teased Kara the whole night by keeping her cock warm between her thighs. Either way there was no taking the words back and Lena’s sharp inhalations and internal clenches proved how much she loved it. They were both reveling in the affirmation of being a couple, and Kara fully intended to make up for the weeks of lost time.

She bore down on Lena’s shoulders, forcing her into an almost indecent spread that made their rutting all the more carnal. Kara’s knees would be rubbed raw from the relentless friction of pounding into Lena’s slick channel but she was determined not to come too soon. Lena needed to be reminded that she had the stamina to satisfy her even in heat, and Kara nipped and sucked at the fragile skin along the omega’s neck.

“Oh fuck, yesss,” Lena breathlessly exhaled, her cheek smushed against the mat of leaves. Her eyes were half open and glazed, rolling from pleasure only achievable in her current state.

“I need this,” Lena rambled, words slurred as her fingertips gripped the bamboo floor with restless excitement. “I need to feel you split my cunt with your knot. Those toys weren’t enough, Kara. I need the real thing, a real alpha.”

“You mean me,” Kara asserted, the dominance of her voice so resolute that Lena submitted entirely.


The delicate aroma of her omega pleading to be claimed was like a shot of adrenaline rolled up in an aphrodisiac. Kara’s alpha was compelled to respond, and her cock broadened from base to tip in a matter seconds.

It was such a spectacular thing that Kara pulled out to admire her size and then caught Lena’s right leg to roll the omega onto her side. Some primal, bestial part of Kara wanted her girlfriend to watch as she claimed her with such an enormous erection, and she raised Lena’s leg up to drape the omega’s foot over her muscled shoulder. The open pose kept Lena’s pussy on display and it gaped prettily for Kara to fill it again.

“Put it in me,” Lena whimpered, feverish and pained by the sudden loss as she pouted up at Kara. “Fuck me with your knot, Kara. Please.”

Kara’s slipped back in, and her lunges rocked through the omega, forcing soft grunts from her lips with every rapid impact.

The new position granted Kara the opportunity to palm Lena’s tits, and she squeezed them like it was her right to enjoy them. Lena’s dusky pink nipples were already pebbled and stiff, and Kara rolled them under her hand before pinching. They must have ached so good, because Lena cried out and strained beneath her, her body simultaneously coiling tight and pushing away as her pleasure began to peak.

After weeks apart and more than twenty four hours of teasing, the delectable pull of Lena’s pleasured cunt was too much to resist. Kara sheathed her entire erection inside of the omega and groaned as a convulsion went through her thighs. Her seed implanted in Lena with plentiful surges and Kara’s mouth hung open. The exceptional feeling was even better when Lena curled her body just to kiss Kara and licked along her lower lip. Their tongues tangled as Kara continued to buck into Lena, and the omega exhaled the most beautiful sounding whimpers.

Pearlescent strands of their mixed essence leaked from Lena’s greedy cunt when Kara took longer thrusts. Each one brought the tip of her cock back to Lena’s entrance and the omega whined like she thought Kara might pull out entirely.

“Shhh,” Kara soothed, nuzzling into Lena’s neck to put more weight behind her hips. “I’m getting you ready for my knot. You feel it, don’t you?”

Lena didn’t form words so much as a stuttered groan, and Kara could only imagine the sweet tension she felt as her cunt expanded to take more cock.

Every deep plunge calmed the omega for a split second and then Lena clawed at her shoulders, desperate to have her as close as possible. Kara’s thrusts were getting shorter and shorter as Lena’s muscles clamped around her enlarging knot, and she rocked harder, rubbing her tip right into Lena’s cervix to join them so fully
that Lena would feel her days later.

They were so loud and enraptured by one another that the sound of bamboo shaking and coming loose didn’t interrupt them. Parts of the roof clattered to the floor and leaves fluttered down on them as Lena grabbed onto one of the foundations and arched so sharply the hut trembled.

“Kara, oh god, keep going,” Lena begged, the tendons in her arms and neck surfacing as she quaked from the pressure of her impending orgasm. She was as wild and unstoppable as a fault line ready to rupture, and Kara encouraged it with quick fingers against her clit.

Lena’s bliss was so profound that her mouth opened in a silent cry that Kara swore she felt resonate through her. The euphoria of her release milked another straight out of Kara and she succumbed to it, trembling and breathless as torrents of seed flooded Lena’s cunt.

The omega was overwhelmed and emotional from the intensity of taking Kara’s knot, and she brought her hand down to feel the swell of her belly where their joining made it bulge. If not for the fact that half of the hut was scattered around them, neither of them would have wanted to move.

Kara caught her breath first, and spent the next five minutes lightly petting Lena’s pussy as she whispered praises against her shoulder. The soft reassurance brought a smile to Lena’s lips, and when she recovered enough to be appalled at the state of the hut, Kara was prepared for the sass.

“While I’m grateful you fulfilled my fantasy,” Lena began, her voice a smoky rasp that sounded sexy as hell to Kara, “as your manager I have to chastise you for not getting footage of the completed hut first.”

Lena glanced at the cameras, her smirk faltering as she squinted for a second.

Kara noticed the glaring little red light that signaled they were still recording and cleared her throat, “In my defense, you were very distracting and I’ll definitely be editing this one myself.”

“You can’t be trusted.” Lena spat, though the jut of her chin was more playful than angry as she tipped her head up for a kiss. “If what you do to me once you erect these things ever goes public, you’ll be kicked off the platform.”

“Aww, don’t say that,” Kara laughed, and grinned down at Lena to inform her with a straight face. “I’m sure HBO would love to give me a spot. They could follow us around the world as I build things.”

“And then demolish them with the power of our incredible fucking,” Lena concluded with an amused raised brow.

Kara tried to hold back a laugh as she nodded in agreement. “Yeah, they could call it Drill Her ‘Til It Drops.”

“Build & Bang,” Lena shot back immediately, her lips curling with mirth.

“Craft & Shaft,” Kara countered, then dissolved into fits of laughter that ended with Lena cupping her face in both palms to stare up at her affectionately.

“Even though I’m worried about what Michael might do, I’m glad I still decided to come here with you.” Lena’s voice was as gentle as the caress she gave, her smile genuine, albeit with a hint of sadness. “I’ll never forgive myself if he leaks the footage, but I don’t regret being with you, Kara.”

It was on the tip of Kara’s tongue to make a joke about how soft Lena was after a few orgasms, but the seriousness of the issue was too pressing for that. She kissed Lena’s palm before turning to find her cell phone that had dropped out of her pocket.

“What are you—” Lena sputtered, her voice high pitched as she hissed, “are you calling someone while you’re inside me?”

“It’s important,” Kara informed her and rolled her eyes when Lena glared. “Okay fine, I’ll text. What’s Michael’s last name?”

“Monnel,” Lena stated, her usual sarcasm bleeding through as she asked, “Are you getting one of your friends to dig a hole for his body?”

“My sister,” Kara murmured as she typed out a lengthy message that Lena tried to sit up and read.

“Aren’t you past the age where you need your sibling to beat someone up for you?” Lena mused thoughtfully and craned her neck to look at the text.

“My sister is an agent with the FBI,” Kara chuckled, noting Lena’s surprise with a smirk. “I figured she’d scare the hell out of him if she walks in with her badge out. He won’t be bothering you, or us, or anyone else for that matter. Problem solved.”

“That’s it?” Lena demanded, her mouth opening in outrage before she managed to blurt, “You couldn’t have told me this yesterday?”

“Well I tried to tell you I’d take care of it.” Kara reminded her with a smile that was equal parts lazy and smug, and leaned in to rest her chin on Lena’s shoulder. “So, now that we’re official, where should we go next?”