Lunar or Later - Chapter 3

Tags: Sexually frustrated and jealous Lena, plots to inspire jealousy, Fingering, Oral (alpha, omega) and messing around.

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For the better part of two hours, Lena resorted to all sorts of attention seeking behavior just to turn Kara’s head and drive her mad with jealousy. Lena’s first ploy was to drop all of her pens just to get the alphas in the office to flock around her while she was bent over and picking them up. Jack almost nose-dived across the floor so he could pretend to be of use as he placed a hand on her lower back.

Every hot blooded alpha was responding to Lena’s sexually frustrated omega with eagerness and feral pheromones. The only alpha whose stink she couldn’t smell belonged to one particular Kryptonian, who reached for a pen holder from her own desk and happily arranged all of Lena’s pens inside of it, but didn’t once glance at Lena’s ass like she had wanted.

It made Lena do things that she frankly never would have done for any alpha, least of all someone she hated so much. She sat at her desk and unwrapped a lollipop, and the second her lips popped around it, she had a rapt audience. Not a single alpha was looking at their computer screens once she began to suck.

Like the others, Kara watched the show, and Lena thought she was finally getting somewhere when the stupid alpha came over to her desk.

“Lena, Alex tells me that it’s bad for you if you eat too much sugar in the morning,” Kara mentioned, her face soft with concern and adoration, instead of the out of control hormones that Lena had hoped to inspire. She blinked down at Lena and smiled, then hurried to drop a protein bar in front her.

James wandered up alongside the aggravating Kryptonian to laugh, “That’s one way to get your protein.” He paused for a second, as if to suggest something much dirtier, but then explained himself. “I usually eat three eggs and a side of bacon for breakfast. I guess someone skipped the most important meal of the day.”

“That’s why I tried to give her my breakfast burrito—“

James held up his hand to silence Mike, who was several paces behind him and clearly lower in the pecking order.

Lena put the lollipop back its wrapper and glanced at Kara with the expectation of seeing the alpha’s possessiveness spike, but Kara seemed content to stand there and participate in the conversation like her relationship with Lena wasn’t at stake.

“You want to get breakfast some time? Maybe this weekend,” James suggested and peered down at her tits in the process, as if he was making sure they were up for it.

Lena despised James for the quiet rumble he used, like he believed they would be having breakfast after spending a night together — but she grabbed a sticky note and jotted down her phone number with a little heart just to see how Kara would react.

Kara’s face fell as Lena handed over the post-it, and then she hurried to insert herself in their conversation. “We could all get breakfast — everyone from our floor at Spherical Industries. It would be a great bonding experience, like at karaoke — “

“This was more of a private invitation,” James intoned with a faint smirk, but he appeared to have taken a liking to Kara, so he added, “Next time though.”

It should have devastated Kara, but instead the cheerful fool just gave a big smile and nodded. “Great. I would love that.”

Lena’s frustration levels soared, and she had to flare her nostrils to stop herself from screaming in that moment, or making some other disgruntled noise. As soon as James and Kara left her alone, she fanned her face and neck with a folder, because she was feeling steamy from her heat and from Kara hovering over her for so long.

She released her pheromones without even actively trying — sweet and desperate, and all too ready to open her legs to the adorable, oblivious idiot who turned back to smile at her from the water cooler.

The fact that Kara was not the least bit threatened by Lena’s antics with other alphas was a huge blow to her omega.

Whenever it seemed like she was getting her hooks in, Kara’s bubbly nature shined through, unsusceptible to Lena’s machinations.

Lena had no option but to try to get Kara’s attention again, this time by jamming up the mechanism in her desk drawer intentionally.

Anyone with a degree in engineering, or even enough common sense to screw in a lightbulb would have no trouble with fixing it — but Lena wanted one specific alpha to step in and play hero. She no sooner finished her handiwork than she began to dramatically pull at the drawer.

There was nothing an alpha liked more than a helpless omega, and Lena was already slipping into a heightened state of distress just from thinking about how needy Kara had left her the night before. She was so focused on her plot that when she smelled the Kryptonian’s pheromones growing closer, Lena took it for granted that Kara was coming to her and sighed out, “Finally. I was starting to think you wouldn’t notice.”

“I think just about everyone noticed, but I beat them here.” It was jarring when Benjamin’s deep baritone cut through her fantasy, and Lena jerked up with a flustered and strained smile on her face that never reached her eyes.

“Here, let me take care of this for you.” Benjamin’s lazy grin matched the slow way his eyes appreciated her figure when he sank to his knees.

Lena physically resisted the urge to push him away by curling her fingers under her seat, and hoped he didn’t notice that she was screaming internally.

She was one of the top scientists at Spherical Industries, brighter than the majority of alphas that worked in the same the office, and she couldn’t get any of her plans to make Kara notice her to work. How was that possible?

The longer Lena thought about it, the more convinced she became that Kara was obviously defective as an alpha. The problem wasn’t her. It was the Kryptonian, because every other alpha on their floor was practically throwing themselves at her and the alluring scent of her heat.

So why wasn’t Kara?

Benjamin was talking to her as he pulled on the drawer and Lena mindlessly nodded along as a bout of insecurity hit her in the gut.

“I knew you’d agree.” He laughed, jerking the whole desk as he tried to wrench the drawer free, while also staring at Lena and not the task at hand. “It’s really stuck. This might take a while.”

“Great,” Lena drawled sarcastically, and fought the urge to slump as she glanced around the office.


The familiar scent of Kara’s pleased pheromones filtered weakly to Lena’s nose, and she finally spotted the Kryptonian leaning into Andrea Rojas’ desk with a smile on her face.

Getting a whiff of Andrea’s gag worthy scent was all it took to shake Lena’s confidence and make her abandon her plan. She pushed Benjamin away from away drawer and spent five effortless seconds fixing the mechanism.

“Looks like I don’t need your help after all,” Lena remarked as she slid out from behind her desk and crossed the room with a glare at Andrea.

The foul smell of friendliness between them was making Lena’s skin itch. She stopped beside Kara and observed their open flirtation in disgust.

“Kara, we should get to the lab,” Lena intoned and flicked her eyes down Andrea in a condescending attempt to figure out why Kara had chosen to speak to her instead.

“Andrea was just giving me a recipe for her favorite cake,” Kara joyfully declared and held up a slip of paper, which had Andrea’s handwriting on it. “This one has flavors.”

Andrea’s forehead creased up in confusion at that and then she laughed. “Of course it has flavors. What kind of cake doesn’t?”

“Lena’s,” Kara began to explain, but Lena managed to drag her away from the desk before Andrea did anything cutthroat, like offer up her delicious recipe for empanadas.

She swiped them into the empty lab with enough aggression to make the Kryptonian frown, and hit the button to make sure it locked behind them before the door finished closing.

It was her heat, Lena reasoned, that was making her so touchy. She didn’t really care if Kara was talking to Andrea and swapping recipes. It was just that Kara was the last alpha to touch her, and her body was hyper aware of it, that was all. So what if her panties were damp just from breathing in Kara’s scent? She was just an average omega and there was no reason to be ashamed of her body’s natural response.

“Is there a project we’re supposed to work on?” Kara asked as she peered at the empty tables where the nanobots ought to be.

Lena had forgotten that Jack boxed them up for a presentation later that week, which required them to meet investors outside of Spherical Industries. She glared at Kara’s stupid, handsome face, and when she noticed the slip of paper that the alpha still clutched like a prize, Lena felt every inkling of jealousy that she tried to ignore buzz through her like an electrical current.

She wanted to grab the recipe out of Kara’s hand and rip it into pieces, and it was that kind of momentum that had her fingers curling around Kara’s belt to tug it roughly open. If she wanted Kara’s attention on her and only her, then she would have to put in the effort, and her inner omega knew exactly how to accomplish that.

Lena’s fingers barely popped open the button on Kara’s pants when the alpha snared both her wrists in one large hand and spun her around so that her back pressed against the door.


She was ashamed of the soft whine that escaped her lips when Kara held her hands above her head and leaned in so close she thought she would kiss her.

Instead the alpha pressed the tip of her nose against Lena’s throat to inhale her pitiful pheromones, and then rumbled in understanding. “You require a different kind of assistance.”

Lena was annoyed that her cunt throbbed from Kara’s assessment, because there was nothing sexy about it. Still, she shivered when the alpha’s breath tickled over her lips and her other hand began a slow climb up her inner thigh.

Kara pushed aside the fabric of her dress and Lena widened her stance without forethought as to how desperate that made her seem. The first light stroke of Kara’s thick fingers told the alpha all she needed to know, and Lena’s face flamed in embarrassment as she watched Kara’s pupils dilate from finding her panties so soaked.

Lena had every intention of taking back control and sinking down on her knees in front of Kara. She tried to pull her hands free, but surrendered to the alpha’s firm grip in the end.

Kara’s fingers caressed over her pussy lips and spread them to expose her clit that was throbbing from arousal. It might have been humiliating if this was one-sided, though it was clear from the stiffness in Kara’s trousers that they were both equally turned on.

“Are you doing all of this just to help me?” Lena asked with a sharp bitterness to her voice that dropped away when Kara gave her a sensual rub. “Do you want a casual hook up, or what?”

“It’s so much more than that,” Kara whispered in a moment of raw honesty, which confused the hell out of Lena and rendered her temporarily silent.

Lena chose not to dwell on it as she accepted two of Kara’s fingers into her cunt. She knew better than to trust the nonsense that came out an alpha’s mouth, and she figured Kara had gotten some tips on the right things to say when trying to get into an omega’s panties. It almost made her roll her eyes, except she was far too fixated on Kara’s fingers pumping steadily into her.

“Fuck me so hard I won’t be able to sit down comfortably for the rest of the day,” Lena commanded and moaned when Kara began to pound into her and manipulate her clit with precision.

She would have said something else, something vulgar just to rile Kara, but the alpha claimed her lips and Lena welcomed Kara’s tongue into her mouth with a whine of desperation. She hated how effortlessly Kara took control of her omega, and how irresistible it felt to give in to the alpha’s whims.

Lena was stronger than this, smarter too, and yet in Kara’s capable hands all she could think about was how unquestionably fragile she seemed.

She couldn’t explain why that made her even wetter, though she knew deep down it was some ridiculous part of her omega biology reacting to perceived dominance. She was getting off on the fact that Kara could hold her in place with one hand around her wrists, and still finger fuck her without any hindrance, and her pheromones only highlighted her enjoyment.

The sweet fragrance of her heat intrinsically mingled with something far more dangerous: her feelings. No longer bitter frustration and jealousy, the subtle hints of Lena’s interest in Kara fogged around them like warm breath on a window. Lena whimpered into Kara’s mouth when the alpha detected the change in her scent, her alpha responding accordingly by forcing a third finger into Lena’s already stretched cunt.

It was an ache she craved, a fullness that should have only been attainable with Kara’s cock, yet the alpha’s long fingers simulated everything she wanted. She clamped her thighs around Kara’s hand to rock into her palm and raised her knee to try and rub along Kara’s concealed erection. Maybe if she stimulated it enough, the stubborn alpha would finally use it for once.

Just the feeling of Kara’s solid cock against her upper thigh was making her thrash. Her quiet, begging whimpers seemed to have no influence on Kara’s single-minded attention to her cunt, so she decided she would try other ways to get what she wanted.

“I’ll let you knot inside of me,” Lena whispered as a bargaining chip, and her pussy clamped around Kara’s quickening fingers at the thought of allowing the alpha to knot in her without wearing protection.

She had always been meticulous about choosing her sexual partners, and never allowed the alphas that she slept with in the past to knot inside of her — not during her heat, and not at any other time of the month.

Letting Kara knot would be considered promiscuous, but Lena was pleading for it with her pheromones and soft green eyes.

“Please, Kara, just tell me what you want,” Lena whimpered and considered all of the filthy things that an alpha might like to do with her while in heat.

She was ashamed that nothing would be off the table if Kara just took her pants off.

“I want—” Kara rasped against Lena’s throat, her teeth precariously close to grazing the pale skin that was void of an alpha’s mark.

“Yes, anything, I’ll do it for you,” Lena rambled breathlessly, the wet sound of Kara’s fingers penetrating her cunt louder than her words. There was no way to hide how much she wanted Kara in that moment, and the pleasure the alpha stoked just by rubbing into the soft ridges of her inner walls helped to keep the shame at bay.

“I want to make you come just like this,” Kara asserted, and though she released Lena’s hands, it was only to shove down her salaciously low cut dress.

Kara groaned at the sight of Lena’s tits when they popped out, and the protest on Lena’s lips died when the alpha sucked on one of her nipples.

The warmth of Kara’s tongue as it swirled around her areola tightened the muscles in Lena’s core and her breath hitched when Kara puckered her mouth to lavish the little bud. In the back of Lena’s mind, her omega screamed for her to act, but instead of dropping to her knees, she spread her own to hump Kara’s hand harder.

She clutched onto the alpha’s shoulders as her heat traded pleasure for common sense, and cried wantonly for more as she forgot they were in the lab.

Kara silenced her with a hand around her mouth, and Lena smeared lipstick across her palm as her body began to surge like the sea. Euphoria was fast approaching and Lena was restless in her pursuit of it, riding Kara’s fingers just as hard as the alpha saw fit to fuck her with them.

It was a frantic, filthy encounter that would have everyone on their floor talking if Lena wasn’t careful. She wasn’t thinking about that when Kara thumbed at her clit so quickly her legs quaked, and her shuddering scream would have alerted the masses if Kara hadn’t grabbed her by the jaw to kiss the sound of it away.

She was still shaking when Kara slid her fingers free of her cunt, her muscles in spasm as they gripped at nothing in the wake of her orgasm.

“There, all better,” Kara announced with a grin and lifted her fingers as if to inspect them.


Lena’s essence coated more than just Kara’s palm. The alpha’s shirt sleeve was damp with her slick and Kara seemed all too pleased with herself.

Lena stuffed her tits back into her dress and smoothed the fabric down before it wrinkled in an obvious manner.


“Is this funny to you?” Lena tried to snap, but her voice held a lustful rasp that she tried to ignore. “What are you getting out of this?”

In the wake of her release she could hear herself begging Kara to fuck her, and she tried to hide her vulnerability with the sharp jut of her chin.

Kara stared at her like she didn’t comprehend the question and then gestured at Lena’s mouth with a quiet laugh. “You look like a clown.”

And she certainly felt like one, too.

Lena forgot that her lipstick was all over her face and reached out to throttle Kara.


She would have choked the insulting alpha if a knock hadn’t interrupted her from committing premeditated murder.

Kara grabbed a tissue to wipe Lena’s mouth, and then handed it to her before swinging the door open.

“Lena, may I borrow you in my office, please?” Jack’s warm and cheerful scent wrapped around Lena even before she registered his question. He glanced over at Kara as if only just noticing her and smiled.

Lena assumed at first that Jack was going to reprimand them, but after a few seconds of him ogling her, Lena realized he was too thick to ever suspect her of being interested in anyone else.

“Can’t,” Lena succinctly insisted and glanced back at Kara as she came up with an excuse on the spot. “I’m taking Kara to lunch to foster better communication between us.”

Between Lena’s heat and the scent of her sexual frustration, Jack didn’t seem to notice that it was an hour before lunch. “It’s good to see you taking the initiative. Go ahead, and if you happen to pass by—”

“If you ask me to pick you up a mini quiche from that pretentious little café that only sells five things, you’d be as well to hire me as your personal assistant,” Lena warned with a suspicious squint of her eyes.

“Right, no. I’ll just leave you two to your lunch and I’ll fend for myself.” Jack grinned, and he would have lingered for an invitation to join them if Kara hadn’t been so enthusiastic in the way she pushed through the door at the prospect of food.

“There’s a special place that I read about on the internet, and now I can finally go,” Kara stated with excitement, and Lena rolled her eyes and followed after the alpha after grabbing her coat.

“If you lead me to some hole in the wall restaurant in a dingy back alley, I’ll leave you there,” Lena threatened, but Kara only smiled and rushed to the elevator before anyone had the chance to notice they were leaving early together.

Kara neglected to inform Lena that the restaurant was five blocks from their workplace, and by the time they arrived, she was mildly out of breath and ready to impale Kara with one of her four inch heels.

“We could have gotten a cab,” Lena grumbled, but Kara tipped her head back to admire the sun and sighed, “But it’s such a wonderful day for a walk.”

“Tell that to my aching feet,” Lena muttered under her breath, and when Kara bent down on the sidewalk, Lena worried that the alpha took the statement literally.

“No, Kara, get up,” Lena stressed, and grabbed the foolish Kryptonian by the elbow before she embarrassed them in broad daylight.

A few betas gave them both quizzical looks in passing, and then Kara grabbed her by the hand and dragged her through the door of a café.

The place seemed normal enough, except for the fact that there were cats lounging around on the furniture, and kittens scampering after pompoms and little balls with bells inside of them.

Kara lit up when a tiny Maine coon hopped over to her. “I love this place,” she announced and stroked between the kitten’s small ears.

As Kara carried the kitten off to a table, Lena noticed her best friend Sam sitting at the counter.

Sam worked nearby Spherical Industries and she perked up when she spotted Lena. She lifted her bag, and peered from Kara back to Lena before coming over.

“Please tell me you’re on a date,” Sam declared in a hush and snuck another sidelong glance in Kara’s direction. “God, and you brought her to this café. Is that your subtle way of suggesting that she pet your pussy?”

Lena jabbed her elbow into Sam’s ribs and smiled over at Kara, who was still gushing over the furry small kitten.

“Trust me, it’s not like that,” Lena muttered without moving her lips enough for Kara to read them.

She was being honest, because she had tried to seduce Kara more than once and failed. It vexed Lena that the best orgasms of her life came from an alpha that seemed hell bent on not fucking her, even when she begged for it. Obviously that had been a mistake on her part, and Lena blamed her heat for that. She couldn’t exactly tell Sam the ins and outs of her frustrations regarding the Kryptonian without looking like one of those shameless omegas that put out for anyone while in heat.

“You sure about that?” Sam asked lightly, her curious eyes studying Lena’s face. “I’ve never seen you wear a dress like that to work, let alone when your pheromones are signaling your fertility to every alpha on the block.”

“Do you honestly think I’d be interested in that?” Lena deadpanned, and they turned as one to look at Kara, who had inexplicably become a magnet for half of the cats and kittens in the room.

The alpha was covered in half a dozen felines with the biggest grin on her face. Three cats were sprawled across her lap, one draped over her shoulder, one cuddled into her side affectionately, and the Maine coon kitten was latched onto her shirt like a fluffy bat.

“Who wouldn’t be, isn’t that every omegas fantasy?” Sam countered and dragged her gaze off of Kara to flick her lashes coyly at Lena. “I’m pretty sure I can count every one of her abs through that shirt, and look at how gentle she’s being. It’s like she’s never seen a cat before.”

“She probably hasn’t,” Lena admitted, and ignored the way her own lips threatened to pull into a smile when Kara radiated so much joy and leaned forward to let the kitten rub its tiny face against her cheek.

“You can’t be serious, where has she been hiding?” Sam laughed around her coffee cup.

“Krypton.” Lena uttered seriously, and tried to ignore the audience Kara was drawing, due to the cats meowing for attention at her feet.

“That’s the alien Jack hired?” Sam asked with far more interest than Lena liked. “Jesus, are there any other positions available at Spherical Industries, because I wouldn’t mind being stuck in an office with that buff specimen.”

“Oh, she’s nice to look at, but she spent her entire first week on Earth tormenting me, just like the aliens in all of the films.” Lena would have gone into more detail than that, although Sam’s phone rang and she hurried off with an apology and a promise to meet up soon for lunch.

That left Lena alone with Kara and her six cats, five of which were major shedders and covered them both in fluff.

“Do you want to order?” Lena asked after giving chin scratches to the little kitten in Kara’s lap. “You can just stay right here and I’ll handle it.”

“Are you sure?” Kara questioned, though she was still preoccupied with both hands, reaching out to stroke the backs of other cats that had wandered over. “I’ll have a latte, two sticky buns and a giant cookie—oh, and a sandwich. Take my card. It’s in my pocket.”

Lena normally would have been fine with treating Kara, but sliding her hand into Kara’s jeans was an opportunity she didn’t want to miss out on. She might have enjoyed it a little too much and lingered longer than necessary with her breasts practically under Kara’s chin.

At least that garnered a reaction, and Lena smirked to herself as she left Kara with her jeans tighter than they ought to be while sitting in a cat café.

Between the two of them, their scent was indecent, but with the fresh brewed coffee and baked goods on display, Lena wasn’t concerned that people would complain.

In fact, she was cautiously optimistic that the impromptu lunch would have Kara all over her by the end of it if she continued to flaunt herself enough.

Lena ordered their food and spent the rest of the time in line thinking about the nearest place they could go for a quickie before returning to Spherical Industries. She wasn’t proud that even an alley wouldn’t be off the table, and was flushed when she picked up her tray with their food and drinks.

As she returned to their table, she noticed Kara holding up her phone with the camera lens directed at herself.

“Are you taking selfies?” Lena asked with a flirtatious raised brow, and fended off the cats that tried to paw at their lunch.

“Andrea wanted to see all the friends I made,” Kara cheerfully explained, and completely missed the way Lena’s smile slid from her face.

“Send her one of us together,” Lena encouraged and did her damnedest to press herself against Kara so they were cheek to cheek in the photo. She did the honors of clicking the send button and then sipped from her latte.

Kara took a big bite out of her cinnamon bun and smiled when Lena remained curled up to her just like one of the cats.

“I’ve named this one Doris,” Kara announced and presented the littlest grey kitten to Lena with pride. “She’s very curious and playful.”

Lena thought about teasing Kara for selecting a name that was better suited to someone’s Grandmother, though she hesitated when she saw how soft and sweet Kara was with the kitten.

Kara’s phone dinged again with another text from Andrea that was clearly aimed at Lena.


Andrea had not only offered up her recipe for empanadas, but had also promised to make them sometime for Kara.

“Oh god, I got horrible food poisoning from those,” Lena lied, and then shoved Kara’s phone aside as she leaned over to pet the kitten. “Don’t get me wrong. I’d try them just to be polite. They’re delicious, but deadly.”

Kara’s eyes widened comically in shock and she nodded as if to agree to Lena’s suggestion without bothering to question it.

That simple show of trust did stupid things to Lena’s insides that were suspiciously close to becoming real feelings. She had to bite the inside of her lip to counter the sensation before it took root in her heart like a devious weed, and she sat up before she did anything else risky like place her hand on Kara’s thigh.

What the actual fuck was happening to her? She was a Luthor, for Christ sake. She was calm, confident and rational at all times. At least she used to be before Kara showed up like a walking sunbeam with the sky in her eyes, and all that toned muscle. God, Lena was an embarrassment to herself and her family line.

Acknowledging that should have provoked Lena into leaving instead of avidly watching Kara devour her sticky buns, but she was frozen as Kara licked each of her fingers in a blatantly erotic way. Lena rubbed her thighs together and choked on a moan that had no right to announce itself.

Kara surprised her by thumping her on the back and almost dropped her cookie in her haste to check Lena over.

“Are you okay?” The alpha asked, only to gasp a second later and cover the kitten's ears. “Oh no, is it allergies?”

Lena gave her a scathing look and shook her head as the last of her patience waned. “No, I’m not allergic to anything, except for thickheaded alphas. Tell me something, do you want to jump my bones or not?”

“No, of course not,” Kara answered, as though upset by the mere prospect. “I’d never hurt you, Lena. I try to be gentle—”

“God, don’t be too gentle,” Lena cut in, and pushed her hand against Kara’s chest to get the alpha onto her feet. “Let’s head back to work. I’m sure we can find an empty room.”

She had no qualms about leading Kara astray, or convincing her to use company time for sex.


Waving a hand in the air to hail a cab was the quickest way back to Spherical Industries, and Lena spent the entirety of the ride glancing down at the huge bulge behind the zipper on Kara’s pants.

The alpha kept her hand in her coat pocket and periodically sent a smile Lena’s way.

Lena tried to pretend that it didn’t spark some sort of joy within her chest when Kara swiped into the building and held the door open for her. She made sure to strut to the elevator with an exaggerated sway to her hips to keep Kara’s focus exactly where it should be, on her ass.

If it wasn’t for the camera recording their every move, Lena might have degraded herself the second the doors slid shut and locked in Kara’s mouthwatering pheromones. She breathed them in as though deprived for oxygen and caught the alpha huffing at her own fragrant perfume.

She was acting irrationally and being led by her urges. While she could easily pop a few suppressors and curb her cravings for Kara, Lena convinced herself the best thing to do would be to get the alpha out of her system. What better way to work through her frustrations than a vigorous round of risky, unprotected sex right there at their workplace?

Lena’s cunt spasmed in need and she almost slapped the emergency stop button when Kara stepped closer. Fortunately the doors opened, and she stumbled out of the thick wall of scent to lead Kara towards one of the labs — though much to her chagrin, they were all busy.

“You’re back,” Andrea called out with a wave, and Lena watched in mortification at the way Kara wandered over to the omega’s desk like she no longer existed.

Whatever Kara said caused Andrea to gasp, and then she leaned over to put her hand in Kara’s pocket, the cloyingly sweet smell of her pheromones enough to make Lena’s teeth ache.

“What the hell are you doing?” Lena demanded as she strode over at breakneck speed to witness the flirtation up close. The knuckles of her hand cracked as she curled her fingers into a fist and then she faltered at the sight of Doris.

“You can’t just steal cats and bring them to work,” Lena blurted in an attempt to save face as she berated Kara in a hissed whisper, “Our boss has allergies. If he finds out—”

“Calm down, Lena, they’re all up for adoption and nobody is going to tell Jack,” Andrea uttered with a sly smile and cupped the kitten’s face. Doris made the tiniest meep and burrowed into Kara’s palm as she cradled her against her chest.

If any cat dander made it to Jack’s nose, he certainly didn’t seem affected. Jack swaggered over to pat the kitten on the head and then shifted his focus to Lena. “I trust you had a nice lunch. Are you available to talk now?”

Lena begrudged her boss for interrupting, because that meant Lena would have to leave Kara alone with Andrea.

It brought an extra kick of desperation to her pheromones, and Jack misinterpreted it as being directed towards him.

Out of the corner of her eye, Lena witnessed Kara’s disappointment when she took a step towards his office.

At the last minute, Lena drew back and lifted her hand in apology. “You know what, I’m sorry, Jack, but it’s going to have to wait. Kara and I are in the middle of something we really need to finish.”

Lena turned around and lifted the small kitten from Kara’s arms to pass it off to Andrea. “You don’t mind babysitting, do you?” she asked out of courtesy and vindictiveness in equal amounts.

Placing one hand on Kara’s shoulder, she ushered her to the supply closet and pushed her inside against the shelf.

Kara was so taken aback that she couldn’t react when Lena flipped the light switch on, locked the door and dropped to her knees.

She wrenched open Kara’s belt so fast that the alpha couldn’t possibly restrain her and then pulled down the zipper with a flourish. Kara’s surprise allotted Lena a few extra seconds to act on her impulses. She thumbed open the button on Kara’s pants and tugged them roughly to settle halfway down the alpha’s thighs, effectively exposing her boxers and the heady aroma of her desire.

Lena was breathless with excitement, and Kara’s mouth dropped open as she smelled Lena’s intentions. She let them wrap around the alpha, invisible tethers that kept Kara in place while she tucked her fingers into the waistband of Kara’s boxers and peeled them down seductively.

“But Lena—you’re in heat,” Kara uttered as though that held some sort of importance.

“Nice of you to remind me,” Lena rasped sarcastically and raised a haughty eyebrow. Kara’s cock became fully erect under Lena’s smoldering gaze, and it strained just millimeters away from her waiting mouth. “Why the hell have you been hiding this from me? Do you think I can’t take it?”

Kara wasn’t just big, she was thick, and Lena allowed a filthy groan to pour from her lips as she parted them to taste the alpha. She rolled the tip of her tongue over the groove and locked her lips around the head of Kara’s cock to bathe it with warm, soft licks that made Kara rock forward with a loud moan.

The alpha’s hands swung out to latch onto the shelves behind her and Lena grinned as her inner omega preened at Kara’s reaction.

“You like that, Kara?” She teased in a hush, and tickled her fingers along the underside of Kara’s shaft to feel it jerk in response.

Lena couldn’t understand the Kryptonese that Kara blurted, but she knew it was affirmation from the way Kara nudged her lips with the tip of her cock.

Lena curled her fingers as much as she could around the base and puckered her lips to kiss wetly over Kara’s cock. The subtle suction as she worked her way down towards her hand must have felt incredible, because by the time she kissed her way back up to the tip, it was dripping.

With the pout of her lips, Lena smeared the substance over Kara’s erection and then finally took the alpha into her mouth again.

Kara’s syrupy moan sent shivers through Lena and she fought the urge to rush as her cunt rippled in anticipation. Every slow swirl of her tongue and every gentle suck rubbed Kara’s tip along the silk of her inner cheek as her hand stroked with precision.

She wanted Kara desperate and ravenous for her attention so the alpha would understand the torment Lena suffered because of her, and waited until the alpha’s breath hitched before debasing herself. No longer lazy in her ministrations, Lena gorged herself on Kara and took as much of the alpha’s cock as would fit in her mouth.

The sudden onslaught of rapid pleasure took Kara by surprise and she let out a startled, “Wow, Lena—” before her words dissolved into moans and she knocked supplies off the shelves with her shaky hands.

Lena’s lips stretched in a grin, and she groaned both for Kara’s pleasure and to sate her omega, which was getting off on the dirty thrill of sucking Kara off at work.

She enjoyed the taste of Kara, though she wouldn’t admit it aloud, and bobbed her head faster as she grabbed onto Kara’s belt loops.

The alpha must have taken it as a sign to rock her hips, and Lena whimpered when Kara’s hand tangled in her hair to encourage her to take more. She acquiesced with a moan and Kara rewarded her by pushing into her throat as they maintained eye contact.

Her long slurps on Kara’s erection and her teasing tongue were having much more success at getting through to the alpha than she could have hoped.

Kara stared down at her in a mind blown rapture while Lena swallowed and moaned low in her vocal chords. Lena was gentle in moving Kara’s hand onto her throat so she could feel the exact place where her cock was settled. She continued to be ambitious in sinking Kara’s cock deeper as she mentally came up with a plan for their weekend.

There was no way she would be taking a single suppressant during the days of her heat when Kara was this well endowed. Her hand worked up and down Kara’s shaft with a quick wrist action and she stretched her lips to get the last few inches into her mouth.

She knew her fragrance risked giving them away, and that her hormones were at fault, but she was a willing slave to her sex drive. Lena made a gratified little noise as Kara’s cock pushed at the back of her throat and hot expulsions of seed poured over her tongue.

Kara put her fingers in Lena’s hair, and she just knew it would be all messed up when they emerged from the closet. She sat back on her heels to admire Kara’s glistening cock and smiled as another spurt of excitement came from the head.

“Lena, I hope this won’t change anything between us,” Kara gustily breathed out and sucked in another long inhalation as she pulled up her pants.

“It makes me all the more eager to see what kind of alpha you truly are,” Lena admitted and  batted her eyelashes in a way that should have been flirtatious, though from the looks of things, Kara had gone into a panic the second she spoke.

Kara ran from the closet with her head down and the scent of devastation all over her.

It stunned Lena, and she would have been upset, but then she received an automatic text from Kara: Can I come to your house tonight to show you what kind of alpha I am?

Lena typed a rapid fire response, even as she walked back to her desk after fixing her hair and make-up: 6 pm. Don’t be late.

For the rest of the afternoon, she sat daydreaming about all of the utterly debauched things she would do with Kara. Her stockings had a rip down the side from her performance in the closet, and she expected more than one of her personal belongings would be ruined before the night was through.

She coasted on fantasies alone until four o’clock arrived and then left the office early after sending Jack a notification that her heat was making her feel unwell.

Lena thought of all the places in her apartment where they could have sex while she showered. By the time she had scrubbed herself clean she felt far dirtier than when she had entered the stall.

She put on the shortest skirt she owned after toweling off, which she paired with a low cut leather top that pushed her tits up without the aid of a bra and showed them off with the scandalously low cut.

Her panties were practically saturated in the mere minutes it took to apply make-up and she wondered why, out of everyone, her body reacted like this towards Kara.


Lena perversely enjoyed the feeling of her wet panties gliding against her freshly shaved pussy and decided against any perfume so that her amorous scent wasn’t diluted. She had grand expectations that if her bed wasn’t ruined by the end of the night, then her cunt at least would be, and it took all of her willpower not to rub herself as she waited for Kara to arrive.

The memory of how Kara tasted remained with Lena until she poured herself a glass of red wine and washed it away with the anxious feeling that Kara might not show up.

She all but catapulted herself off the couch when she heard a knock at the door and pulled it open so aggressively that Kara physically jumped.

“Lena, yes, hello!” Kara blurted, her face barely visible behind an exotic-looking red plant that seemed to move of its own accord.

Lena warily moved aside to let Kara in and raised her eyebrows when the alpha explained, “Alex informed me it is customary to bring you foliage that blooms for special occasions and to express an apology. It requires sunlight and attention, but will only produce offspring when it feels appropriately cared for. Shall I plant it for you or—”

“The kitchen counter is just fine.” Lena directed with a wave of her hand and hung back to appreciate Kara’s muscled physique when she slipped off her jacket to reveal the tight shirt she had put on. She would burst right out of it if she flexed enough, and Lena caught her lip as she indulged in the fantasy of seeing it happen.

Kara scooped Doris out of her pocket and placed the kitten gently on the carpet to explore before she returned with a nervous smile and led Lena to the couch with a firm hand on her back.

Lena’s omega responded to the alpha’s assertiveness by releasing sexually provocative pheromones, and she turned to bat her lashes when she settled primarily on the edge of her couch. “Is there something on your mind, Kara?” she asked coyly, her breath catching in her throat when Kara’s hand moved to her pants.

The thrill that shot through Lena was short lived when Kara’s hand moved from her belt to slip into her pocket. Lena’s confusion turned to annoyance when the alpha produced a red gumball. She sighed while her flirtatious scent turned sharp with aggravation, and then uttered dryly, “Yeah, that’s not what I was hoping to have in my mouth.”

She gave a pointed look to Kara’s crotch, but the alpha just laughed and shook her head. “It’s not for eating. It’s my orb. All alphas get one on Krypton.”

Lena eyed it suspiciously when Kara thrust it under her chin, and she regrettably lifted it when the alpha stared at her with a ridiculous amount of hope radiating through her smile.

“What does it do?” Lena asked after a long pause, and rubbed her thumb across the shiny surface. It was deceptively much heavier than it looked and smoother than marble.

“It represents the core of what it means to be an alpha,” Kara explained with a slight tilt of her head. “That Rao’s light is in us all and gives alphas the strength and integrity to be at one with our true self.”

That piqued Lena’s interest, and she palmed the small orb suggestively as she considered what Kara’s true, untamed alpha would look like. God, she had better find out by the end of the night or her omega might burn National City to the ground in frustration.

Kara leaned forward to catch Lena by the chin and whispered seriously, “You can give it back to me when you’re satisfied that I’ve proven myself as an alpha.”

Lena would have pocketed the little token if she was wearing pants. She instead settled for tucking it aside in a drawer where it would be safe from Doris, with the idea that she would give the orb back to Kara sometime the next morning at work.

“Are you going to prove yourself tonight?” Lena questioned and sweetened the air with her pheromones to seduce Kara. She slid her hand firmly onto Kara’s thigh and bent subtly forward. It put her tits more on view and Kara’s eyes wandered downward to check them out.

Kara opened her mouth and then swallowed so hard that the dip in her throat was very visible. “Ah—yes, yes, I am going to prove myself.”

That seemed like the go-ahead Lena wanted, so she sidled closer and moved one of Kara’s hands onto her breasts.

Kara dropped her hand to the side, but then just as quickly put it back and squeezed.

“Lena, you are making this so hard,” Kara lamented and reached around to unzip Lena’s leather top.

“Well, that was the goal of wearing this, to make you hard,” Lena confessed with a naughty lift of her eyebrow, and then she went for Kara’s cock with as much aggression as ever. “Let’s see if I’m meeting my goal.”

Her hand collided with a very solid erection when she opened the zipper on Kara’s pants. She pulled Kara’s cock out and gave it a firm stroke in greeting. The head was dripping and had darkened in color due to prolonged arousal.

Lena wet her lips in preparation of taking Kara into her mouth, but just as her warm breath caressed the tip of her cock, the alpha let out a pained groan and pushed Lena into the couch. It was the right shade of rough to provoke Lena’s omega, and she enjoyed it all the more because she hadn’t anticipated Kara to assert her dominance straight away.

“That’s it Kara, show me your true self,” Lena crooned and raised her hips up for Kara to get her skirt off. The alpha didn’t disappoint as she flung it aside with one swift tug, and Lena swore she felt the vibrations of Kara’s thunderous growl deep in her cunt when the alpha pulled her closer by the waist. Lena’s pussy rippled and pulsed with the promise of an orgasm and she whined when Kara ripped open her shirt by tearing at the buttons.

She had never seen Kara naked and the tanned, toned skin dazed Lena as she gaped up at the alpha.

Lena recalled brief flickers of Greek mythology and how people were said to be sculpted into existence, and she had the urge to thank all the stars that aligned just to craft Kara.

“Fuck,” Lena wheezed, her jaw damn near on her own chest as she opened her thighs in offering and showed off her soaked panties. “Who gave you the right to look like that?”

“Nobody, I just do,” Kara murmured in confusion, and then silenced Lena by catching her behind the knees to push her legs up and out of the way. She hooked her thumb into the slick slip of fabric that covered Lena and held it aside as she dived between her thighs to lick at Lena’s cunt.

It was embarrassing how quickly Lena’s ragged breaths turned into a mantra of ah-mmm-uhh. She hadn’t consciously thread her fingers through Kara’s blonde hair either, and was caught between pulling her talented mouth closer and pushing the alpha off.

“I want you inside,” Lena gasped when her toes began to curl and her body reflexively wound tighter. There was no control to the way her chest heaved, her tits bouncing with every labored breath until Kara’s hands took hold of them. Rough fingers left pretty pink marks across Lena’s creamy skin and she whimpered when Kara’s tongue flicked against her clit in tandem with her fingers that teased her aching nipples.

“Yes, I want that too, I think of it more than sticky buns.” Kara confessed, barely lifting her mouth away long enough to speak. She nuzzled into Lena’s cunt like she belonged there and languidly traced the sensitive creases to awaken every intimate part of her.

All of Lena’s earlier promises of never begging again went out the window when Kara pulled at her stiff nipples. The alpha’s pillowy lips puckered around Lena’s clit to draw it into her mouth and the extra stimulation evoked a tremor through Lena. “Please Kara, I need to feel you in me—”

“Soon,” Kara moaned, dipping her tongue down to Lena’s wet hole to lavish it with attention. It was infuriating, and enough to keep Lena on edge without pushing her over. She grunted in frustration and tried to ride Kara’s face, smearing her juices spitefully all over the alpha’s chin and cheeks until Kara held her still and pistoned three fingers into Lena’s grasping entrance so furiously that the raunchy sound of her cunt being stuffed was all she could hear.

To say that the world stopped would have been an understatement. Lena’s entire body went blissfully rigid and then she convulsed around Kara’s fingers so tightly she was sure she would break them. A thousand watts of pleasure burst through her nerves, frazzling her composure and burning up her good sense as a rush of arousal drenched Kara’s hand and some of the couch.

It should have quelled her omega and doused the fire of her heat to a manageable level. Instead it stoked her passion and the second Kara sat up, Lena attacked her with biting kisses and scrambled into her lap.

She was so frenzied in her attempt to get Kara’s cock inside her cunt that she didn’t notice the way Kara actively tried to fend her off by rolling her hips to prohibit the penetration. It culminated in a wild buck that finally synced into vigorous undulations with both of them grinding into one another while they clung desperately onto each other.

Kara kissed her fiercely and gripped her hips so tight she was sure there would be bruises in the morning. A litany of Kryptonian words were pushed into her mouth along with the alpha’s tongue and Lena sucked them down as she ardently rubbed her pussy along the rigid length of Kara’s erection.

Lena angled her hips to try and take the immense tip and groaned at the brief second of pressure she got before Kara shoved her hand between her legs and filled her greedy cunt with four fingers.

“Unnf-fuck,” Lena grunted, her arms locked around Kara’s shoulders as she rolled her pelvis in sensual gyrations. She left lipstick smears along Kara’s cheek as she pressed her face into the alpha’s neck to implore lasciviously, “Go harder, get me ready to bounce on your cock, Kara.”

“Lena,” Kara groaned, her breaths short and thick fingers knuckle deep in Lena’s sopping cunt.

Lena rocked roughly to spread her tight passage, and trembled when Kara crooked her fingers. The internal massage left her quaking and she sped up as the tendons in her neck strained from her effort. She worked her cunt as a dirty moan traveled up her throat and shuddered when she felt the hot throb along Kara’s shaft.

She reached her peak as the first warm splash of seed bathed her thighs and dripped over her pussy lips. Kara jerked from the release, her eyes glassy and unfocused from euphoria, even as her fingers thrust into Lena to prolong her ecstasy.

The strangest urge to laugh came over Lena as she slid bonelessly into Kara’s chest to catch her breath. She tipped her chin up for a kiss and whined when Kara slipped her fingers free and she profusely began to apologize.

“I’m sorry Lena, so sorry, that wasn’t meant to happen. I failed at proving myself.” Kara babbled, and tucked her cock into her pants which she hurriedly zipped up before getting to her feet to retrieve her jacket.

Lena was still dazed and breathless, and Kara’s immediate retreat from her changed her bliss to vulnerability in an instant.


“What are you talking about?” Lena sputtered, and followed Kara’s gaze to the sticky pleasure that covered her cunt. “Oh, Kara, It’s okay, just give yourself twenty minutes and we can go again,” she laughed, and rolled onto her side to find her cell phone on the coffee table. “I’ll order us take-out and we can do something dumb like watch a movie—”

The cloying scent of shame filled the air and Lena’s brows came together in a perplexed furrow as Kara hung her head and raced out the door.

“What the fuck just happened?” Lena asked Doris in exasperation and sagged into the couch.


She gave herself two whole minutes to feel the hurtful mixture of rejection and confusion, especially at being ditched right after coming, then she finally took matters into her own hands.

Lena needed answers, and she hoped she would find them as she typed Kryptonian Alphas into the search browser on her phone.