End Simulation - Chapter 6

Being pregnant and plotting world reform was not the easiest act to juggle, but Lena adapted the best she could under the circumstances. She monitored the citizens of National City through her app whenever she had the time between dry heaving over a wastepaper basket.
 

So far, the number of liars, cheaters and toxic people was astoundingly high and climbing every minute, and it turned Lena’s stomach far more than her morning sickness did.
 

The one bright spot was that Kara had been at her constant beck and call. When Kara appeared on her balcony after Lena spent a tiresome hour gagging, she tried to keep her cool in the presence of the Super, though there was nothing more that she wanted than to be wrapped up in Kara’s arms.
 

She had been reading about the many ways in which an omega’s responsiveness to her alpha became heightened in pregnancy, and she was beginning to realize her own situation was no exception to the rule. Omegas craved frequent physical contact of any form, sexual reassurance and the pheromones of their alphas.
 

If not for another burst of nausea that sent Lena running to the bathroom, she might have dropped her panties within seconds of Kara’s arrival. It was fortunate that her stomach rebelled, because the idea of throwing herself at Kara still made her feel pathetic. 

Lena gathered back her hair to continue her marathon of dry heaving, and Kara was right there behind her in an instant with a gentle back rub.
 

Even now that she was claimed, she had a strange and conflicted reaction to tenderness. She flinched from Kara’s touch and then sought it out, forever at war with herself, especially when Kara looked at her with such adoration and spoke to her in such a loving, soothing way.
 

“I’m right here, Lena, I’ve got you,” Kara whispered and worked the stress out of Lena with both strong hands.
 

Once Lena finally stopped choking on her own saliva, and had gotten control over herself, Kara took her hand and softly requested, “Come with me for a minute. I think I know what might make you feel better.”
 

Lena couldn’t help but send a scathing glare in Kara’s direction. “I’m one of the world’s leading scientists. If anything would help, I would have discovered it by now.”
 

She had tried a great number of remedies, including a disgusting ginger tea with her own mix of ingredients, but nothing would make her sickness go away.
 

In spite of her firm belief that nothing could be done, she followed Kara as if tethered to her side. Some small and annoying soft part of her still trusted the alpha to fix the problem.
 

“As a scientist, you spend all of your time locked away in a lab—well, mostly.” Kara informed her with a tiny smile, and without giving Lena the chance to protest, scooped her into her arms.
 

Kara carried her onto the balcony, where the sun touched her skin.
 

The sensation of nausea ebbed in a matter of seconds and Lena could have sobbed at the relief. She didn’t, of course, especially when Kara had a very smug I-told-you-so smirk on her face.
 

Lena wasn’t carrying a fully human child, and even in the womb the little Kryptonian seemed to thrive in the hot rays. Her skin prickled deliciously, and she felt more energized than she had all week.
 

“I’d have figured this out eventually.” Lena huffed in bitterness, but made no move to disentangle herself from Kara’s arms.
 

“I have no doubt.” Kara’s earnest face shouldn’t have been a comfort, or a cause for Lena to tip her chin back for a kiss, and yet that was exactly what happened.
 

Unfurling to bask in the sunlight, she cupped Kara’s cheek and brought her in for a tender kiss that had the voice in the back of Lena’s head mocking her for being so weak.
 

Lena pulled away after that.
 

Every day she became a little more vulnerable with Kara, and the days turned into weeks.
 

At two months pregnant, Lena began to show as if she was four months along.
 

For the most part, Lena had managed to conceal it. Lillian hadn’t stopped by unannounced to criticize her for her stupidity, and if her mother hadn’t found out, nobody else in National City could have been aware.
 

Kara spent more and more time at Lena’s penthouse, doting on her and their unborn child. Many nights Lena drifted off with the alpha whispering stories to her belly in Kryptonese, and it pained her heart at how perfect it all felt. How it should have felt, if Kara hadn’t broken her heart, and her trust, and sent her on this mission to fix humanity.
 

A mission that was going much slower due to her pregnancy.
 

At least that was what Lena told herself whenever she failed to make progress in favor of having dinner with Kara. Or whenever she allowed her alpha to rub her sore feet because it always guaranteed that it would lead to Lena having a minimum of three orgasms with Kara all but worshipping her cunt. The going record was seven before Lena passed out from exhaustion.
 

Kara would bring her things from around the world, sometimes because Lena would crave them, but mostly on a whim to please her.
 

Whenever Lena went anywhere, Supergirl was right beside her, and she hated to admit how impressive it was to see how the alpha had become so much more protective of her.

Alex wasn’t as amused. In fact, Alex had been trying to talk to both of them since the launch of Lena’s app, evidently hurt that Kara would claim Lena and not even bother to tell her. Kara was still giving her sister the cold shoulder and Lena was more than happy to follow suit out of sheer spite. It came from a place of solidarity with Kara that she quite frankly refused to acknowledge.
 

Although the tension was still going strong between them, they still had to interact with Alex when it came to the pregnancy, because the DEO had resources that Kara believed they couldn’t do without. After months of Lena avoiding it and handling her own healthcare, they had finally scheduled a sonogram and a check-up, which meant Kara would be stopping by any minute.
 

Lena dressed as provocatively as possible, both as a subtle way to make Alex uncomfortable and to rile Kara sexually. She slipped into a silk blouse with three buttons undone to show off her breasts, which she was convinced had already started to swell. Underneath she wore a new, ridiculously expensive lace bra that was sure to draw Kara’s attention, and a thong that left her feeling a little scandalous considering her skirt was mid-thigh.
 

Lena still preferred killer heels, and though Kara would be sure to comment on her safety, Lena knew how much her alpha responded to the sight of her in Christian Louboutin stilettos.

She was in the process of applying a dark shade of red to her lips when Kara swooped in from the balcony. She heard the alpha halt in her tracks and smelled the spicy notes of her pheromones as she checked her out. Lena smirked, and bent a little lower to check her appearance in the vanity mirror.
 

“I was starting to think you weren’t going to show.” Lena admitted and flicked her eyes to the clock.
 

“There was an issue at the docks,” Kara distractedly mentioned, and then cleared her throat as she strolled over with the kind of energy that left Lena’s panties soaked. “I’d never miss an appointment, Lena. I don’t care what else is happening in the world, you will always be my first priority.”

Lena’s lips slanted downward at the corners as she considered the many ways that she wasn’t Kara’s priority in the past, but she avoided any talk of that while she put the finishing touches on her make-up. She slipped her hand over her little baby bump and stood up to stare at the curves of her body in the mirror.

“Maybe I shouldn’t be. Maybe we shouldn’t be so obvious,” Lena suggested, though there was so much hesitation in how she voiced the idea. “It would be better for everyone if you don’t prioritize me. The world needs Supergirl, and it wouldn’t do us any good if someone found out about the pregnancy.”
 

It made no sense to propose something she absolutely did not want, but her contrariness and stubborn, damaged heart was behind it — and for a second Lena panicked that Kara would actually listen to her. 

“No —  no way. You’re my mate.” Kara said with a shake of her head. Her hands were on her hips in that hero pose and Lena loathed how attractive it was to see the alpha so adamant about sticking by her side. “Lena, I do a lot for National City and the world. I’m sure they can survive a day without me. They can be their own heroes.” Kara concluded with a smug little jut of her chin, but her eyes traced over Lena’s curves and her hands reached out to follow them.
 

“That’s bold of you to assume.” Lena softly laughed, in an effort to keep Kara from realizing her pulse had sped up at her conviction.
 

She turned abruptly before Kara could touch her and wandered to pick up her cell phone and slip it into her clutch.
 

Kara shrugged, but whatever she was about to say was drowned out by both of their phones receiving messages.
 

“That’ll be Alex.” Kara sighed, though neither of them bothered to read the text.
 

With a slight smirk forming on her lips, Lena experienced a hit of Schadenfreude that brightened her mood as she carelessly lilted. “Still haven’t hugged and made up?”

The tight lipped scowl on Kara’s face was a clear indicator of how at odds the two sisters were and Lena felt grudgingly magnanimous enough to stop herself from saying anything else that would sour Kara’s mood.
 

“As much as I’d enjoy pissing her off by being late, I’d rather get this over with as soon as possible. So if you’re ready, we should—”

Lena was cradled in Kara’s arms and practically landing in the DEO before she could finish the sentence, and if that hadn’t brought on a severe wave of nausea at how fast her surroundings had changed, she likely would have shouted at her.
 

She settled for glaring as Alex rushed towards them with the most pitiful, hopeful smile on her face.

“I was starting to think you weren’t coming.” Alex softly admitted and forced a brighter smile.

Kara rolled her eyes and breezed past her with Lena in tow. “In the ten seconds after you sent the text to remind us?”

Lena watched the way Alex stuffed the pain she felt further into herself and hurried to stride in front of them both.
 

“You’re half an hour late. I have the room already prepped.” Alex informed them and ushered them into one of the labs at the far end of the DEO. “Lena, you don’t have to take off your skirt, but it would help to open it and move it down your hips. The gel might get on it, but it’ll wash out just fine.”
 

Lena followed instructions, although it was a little insulting that Alex assumed she needed them at all. She positioned her clothing to bare her abdomen and slid onto the cot in the room. 

 When she was fully in place, Alex stared at her in silent awe. She turned to her sister, her eyes conveying an apology that she wouldn’t say out loud as she reached for the gel to smooth over Lena’s skin. 

“Have you been experiencing any new symptoms?” Alex asked in voice that cracked and strained with emotion, which she couldn’t conceal as she picked up the ultrasound scanner and pressed it to Lena’s belly.

“Just the persistent nausea, but it’s manageable if I sun bathe. As an Irish woman with fair skin, carrying a Kryptonian baby isn’t the easiest.” Lena had taken to wearing huge sunglasses and a long sleeve pair of pajamas to cover her skin from the harsh rays while still reaping its benefits. She sprawled out in a lounge on her balcony for about two hours each day to soak in the heat. 

  
The scanner beeped and a fluctuating image appeared on the screen.
 

Lena’s breath stuck in her windpipe as she watched a little hand flicker before her, then Alex moved the scanner and she saw the fuller profile of their baby. 

“Oh wow…” Kara exhaled, breathless and stunned as she stood by Lena, her eyes riveted to the screen. She slipped her hand into Lena’s and Lena squeezed back as they stared at the new life growing inside her.

 

For the first time in months, there were no bitter sentiments on Lena’s tongue. The weight of betrayal and pain ceased to exist as she stared at the child sleeping peacefully in her womb. The sound of its fast and strong heartbeat made her own race and she laughed from how overwhelming it was to hold Kara’s hand and watch their baby.
 

Lena had barely allowed herself to feel excitement or joy over being pregnant, but to be faced with the creation they made was far more emotional than she anticipated. Tears burned in her eyes and a smile curved her lips. She could hear Kara’s fast breaths as she tried to cope with her own emotions.
 

The scents in the room changed to reflect it, pleasant and fragrant—expressing love for the small life that bound them all together.
 

Then the baby shifted with a jerk of sorts, and Lena reached out to Alex in panic. “What was that? What’s wrong?” She demanded, her eyes wide as her hand tightened in Kara’s and she forgot all she ever knew about biology. Her deeper instincts and fear took over and the tears that welled in her eyes went from being tears of joy to tears of terror.
 

Alex put an end to it immediately. “Hiccups.” She supplied with a laugh, and all of the sudden the three of them were gazing at the tiny being experiencing something so normal as though it was a miracle.

“I forgot that babies sometimes hiccup in-utero.” Lena admitted, steadying her breathing and nodding to Kara to make it clear she was starting to calm down from the brief scare. 

Alex clicked with the ultrasound scanner a few more times, and each time it beeped, she printed off images. 

“It’s hard to say exactly, but it seems like you’re about four months along.” Alex noted with her eyebrows in a low furrow as she stared at the image, like a doctor this time rather than a future aunt. “Maybe you should start taking some birthing classes. We don’t know exactly how long we’ll have before this baby comes, and the two of you should prepare.”

Lena would have denied that she needed coaching, but she had always been squeamish when it came to the thought of childbirth, and she could probably do with any additional help she could get.
 

She must have paled considerably, because Alex lowered the back of the cot for her.

“What about the baby’s powers? What if it develops super strength before I reach full term?  What if it lasers a path through me to get out?” Lena blurted, speaking aloud all of the possible horrors that occurred to her when she gave childbirth any real thought. 

“That won’t happen,” Kara promised with a small squint and smile, which dropped off when she glanced at Alex. “That won’t happen, right?” 

“I’ve been consulting with Lois and Kal and no, that won’t happen.” Alex was quick to assure, and then she carefully wiped the excess gel off of Lena’s abdomen with a few paper towels before getting up to grab a needle and some vials. “As the baby progresses you might actually experience some extra strength here and there, and obviously we have to keep you as far away from Kryptonite as possible, but other than a speedy pregnancy, you have nothing to worry about. I’m going to take some blood samples just to run standard tests.”
 

Lena pulled her shirt down but didn’t bother moving to sit up as Alex tied a rubber band around her arm and picked a vein to tap into. She was too preoccupied by the fact that this pregnancy was moving so fast, and what the implications of that would be for her body. She already knew her hormones were all over the place, which she blamed on a combination of being claimed and pregnant by the alpha she still privately considered a betrayer — but also, humiliatingly, it was because she loved Kara. 

Even now, she still clung to Kara’s hand as if she couldn’t physically stop herself from seeking out contact. Her body seemed to crave the attention, and though she never said as much out loud, she was sure Kara had picked up on it.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes and we can go over the scans together, okay?” Alex smiled and placed a small band-aid over the tiny puncture in Lena’s arm. Then she vanished with the three vials of blood she had taken and left them alone in the room with the curtains drawn.

That seemed to be a sign for Kara to touch her, because suddenly the soft warmth of the Kryptonian’s hand was smoothing under her shirt to splay over the slight baby bump as she rumbled proudly, “You’re so incredible, do you know that? To be able to carry my child—”

“Hardly. Lois Lane managed to carry your cousin’s offspring. If she can manage it, anyone can.” Lena retorted.

Much to her frustration, the tender caress was sparking a more carnal need within her.
 

Kara tipped her head to the side, a private smile touching her lips that only fueled Lena’s irritation.
 

“Actually,” Kara all but drew out, her fingers ghosting under Lena’s skirt to flirt with the lacy fabric of her thong out of sight. “Kal and Lois had to keep trying. They finally settled with using in-vitro because Kryptonian DNA is so complex it’s hard to match with others, even other Kryptonians. So you getting pregnant? It’s like a blessing from Rao.”

Lena wanted to scoff at that, to say something cutting that would bleed dry the love she could feel under the surface of Kara’s tenderness, but she couldn’t. Not with the image of their child still in her mind, the heartbeat still thumping in her ears. It did feel like a blessing, and on some up level it might even have been the best thing to happen to her — but she couldn’t reconcile it with what had occurred before that moment and now she was stuck with Kara.
 

She didn’t want it any other way, not really, despite the toll it took on her – and yet she was determined not to take Kara’s praises fully to heart.
 

“We were made for each other.” Kara whispered and slid her hand lower to trace Lena’s shamefully wet pussy lips. 

Lena opened her legs for the alpha and moaned when Kara’s middle finger dipped between her slick folds to manipulate her clit in teasing caresses.
 

Kara’s sappy expressions of love shouldn’t have melted Lena’s resolve faster than the pavement melts an ice pop on a hot day, but they did. She was dripping and warm between the legs, and her aroused inner lips were swollen and red, attracting Kara’s notice.

 

Her phone chimed, and she had no doubt that Hope was sending her updates on Project Non-Nocere, but Kara was the only thing on her mind right then.
 

Lena ignored the urgent messages, and Kara tugged at the tiny zipper on the side of Lena’s skirt and brought it all the way down, then pulled the whole garment off over her hips.
 

She let her legs hang off the edges of the exam table, and her fragrant arousal increased tenfold with her pussy fully exposed to Kara’s eyes.
 

Kara’s thumb smoothed in between her parted lips, finding the perfect speed and pressure to touch her. It satisfied her inner omega to succumb, even under such potentially scandalous circumstances. 

All around them, DEO agents were in the full swing of their work day, and Lena was giving it up to Kara with nothing but a sheet to protect them from view.
 

Kara was looking at her with such unguarded, open fascination that Lena felt naked and vulnerable from it.
 

She closed her own eyes to shield herself in some small way and gasped when Kara stroked from her clit to her entrance with two fingers, and then pushed inside. Lena’s slick, silken muscles were open in invitation and welcomed Kara with soft pulsations to pull her in deeper.

The alpha thrust her fingers with lazy, unrushed control and murmured, “Pregnancy looks so good on you, Lena.”
 

That should have annoyed Lena, but it was like Kara was touching more than just her cunt and a wave of emotion started at her toes and washed through her body and out of her throat in the guise of a keening whimper.

 

“You’ve never looked more beautiful,” Kara whispered, her mouth scant inches from Lena’s puffy and glistening lips. “Radiant and filled with life.” She kissed Lena's inner thighs, all the way up to her abdomen to rub her cheek over the gentle bump of her pregnancy. Then Kara crooked her fingers into Lena’s hot channel to massage her diligently inside, while her thumb gave the same sweet attention to Lena’s clit.

Lena made a half-hearted attempt to grab Kara’s wrist, but she freed it as pleasure and endorphins flooded through her. She raised her head to watch, but the slight swell of her stomach already hindered her view and she rested back on both of her elbows.
 

Kara slid her fingers deeper, finding the soft ridges where Lena’s cunt was most supple and sensitive inside. Lena gasped and whined at the barest hint of touch and dared to stare Kara in the eyes — not for a second breaking away from the intensity of it. 

“Right there, please Kara—please,” Lena begged and stretched her legs further open until the tendons along her inner thighs visibly strained from it.
 

She was so close that her cunt tightened around Kara’s fingers, and with just a few more rubs at her clit, she would experience a glorious finish. Lena rocked her hips for it, encouraged Kara with breathy exhales and moans, and the alpha quickened her pace.
 

“Yes, yes, oh god—”

The sound of the door opening ruined the moment and Kara launched in super speed. In the blink of an eye Lena was back in her skirt, no longer sprawled out, but still red in the face and throbbing with pent up desire. Kara was standing by her side, her right hand behind Lena’s back to conceal her glistening fingers.

Lena had never wanted to murder her more in her entire life.

“Seriously?” Alex spat incredulously, and pulled the curtain back as if expecting to catch them in the act. She glared at Kara’s innocent face and narrowed her eyes at Lena because she was still gasping for air. “The whole room smells like—”
 

“Excitement,” Kara cut in, rubbing her slick fingers together behind her back for Lena’s benefit. “From getting to see our baby.”
 

The suffocating scents of Lena’s rage fast concealed the fact that they had been fooling around. Lena began to gather herself with the plan to brush Kara off for initiating something she couldn’t finish—but Kara physically held her back. 

She glanced over her shoulder with a menacing gleam in her eye, but then Kara gestured at the papers in Alex’s hand. 

Alex shut the curtain behind her and pulled up a stool across from Lena. “Everything looks fine, but your blood sugar is low. My hunch is that this will be easily resolved if you eat more throughout the day. Kara is accustomed to eating several meals and snacks, and I’m sure she can walk you through her heart-attack diet. At least temporarily, I recommend you follow it.”

Lena wasn’t amused, but she had been craving a lot of sweets, so maybe she would give in to one or two of those urges.
 

“Fine, you can pick up donuts on the way back to my apartment.” Lena stated matter of fact as she glanced at Kara, then her eyes drifted south to the alpha’s crotch and her mind went to other things that would satisfy her. “Glazed.” She murmured, and Alex shifted uncomfortably and shuffled her papers louder than needed.
 

“Anyway, here are some scans for you to take home and your next appointment will be in two weeks. Sooner, if anything changes or you feel different.” Alex made a point to stare at Kara, despite the strained relationship between them. “I mean it.” She reiterated, and Kara nodded sharply in agreement.

“I’ll bring her in if anything changes.” Kara promised, and before Lena could argue about that, she was scooping her up and whisking her through the air. 

Lena didn’t even notice that Kara had in fact grabbed the glazed donuts until the alpha deposited her on the bed and she noticed the box was on her vanity.

She reached for it with both hands, but without making any actual effort to get up. It was Kara who pulled back the paper lid and gave her two donuts practically glistening with sugar. 

“I’m going to pamper you for the rest of the afternoon,” Kara announced with a jerky little nod while pacing back and forth, as if considering how to begin.
 

Lena bit down on a donut and moaned as the first mouthful of sweetness hit her tastebuds. Her cunt was still throbbing with discontent, and her pheromones were seductive and sharp. 

She watched the alpha’s swagger from under half-lidded eyes as she tore off a chunk of her donut. Following every movement of Kara’s hips, Lena licked the glaze from the corner of her mouth. 

 The more Kara moved, the closer Lena came to snapping. “I demand you come over here and finish what you started at the DEO.”
 

That halted Kara in her tracks, a grin tugging at her lips as she slid her eyes up Lena sprawled out on the bed.
 

“You demand it, huh?” It was a coy question that required no answer, but Lena gave her a haughty look all the same and Kara stalked towards her, an alpha completely focused on her omega. “I can smell your frustration.” Kara rumbled, already working down the zipper on Lena’s skirt, so she could toss it behind them. “You were so close before we were interrupted.”

“You don’t have to tell me, I was there.” Lena huffed and bit into the donut to chew it viciously. She had never been the type to play around with food in the bedroom, not even melted chocolate or cream, but her ravenous appetites were causing all sorts of images to come to mind and the more aroused she became, the faster she ate.
 

Kara watched her with rapt interest and pushed the skimpy fabric of her thong aside to admire the dark rouge and pretty pinks of her swollen pussy lips and needy hole that wept for attention.
 

“So beautiful and wet,” Kara sighed adoringly and trailed her finger between Lena’s heated folds to play with the nectar that coated her finger. She massaged it into Lena’s stiff clit and moaned when she saw the way her cunt squeezed in pleasure.
 

“I bet you could take three easily.” Kara whispered and spread Lena’s legs wider to lie between them. She exhaled warmly over Lena’s soaked cunt and eased three fingers into her with the same slow pace as before.
 

Lena’s sensitivities were at an all-time high, and she moaned as each deep stroke of Kara’s fingers brought her a pleasure almost as blissful as an orgasm. 

Kara only paused to pop open the buttons on her blouse, one by one, revealing her aching breasts. With both hands, Kara began to massage them and brush her thumbs over Lena’s red nipples.
 

As Kara continued to gently pluck at the sore, swollen tips, she pushed her other fingers back inside of Lena. The combination made Lena frantic and wild for Kara — she breathed harshly with little whines and threw her hips up into every thrust the alpha saw fit to give her. 

Her eyes were sex-bleary, her mouth open and lips wet, and all of her emotions ran as freely as the arousal that left a dark patch underneath her on the bed. 

“I love you.” 

Lena heard the words as if they came from another place in the bedroom, somewhere outside of herself — and the way Kara stopped completely brought a sinking feeling to the pit of Lena’s stomach. It was such a low that Lena almost couldn’t cope with admitting that she loved Kara —but what happened next was so much better than ever imagined. 

Kara’s face changed from focused to astonished and she whispered out a simple, but passionate declaration. “I love you, too, Lena — and I’m going to spend the rest of our lives showing you. I want to make you feel happy, safe and so cherished.”

Lena swallowed back the emotion that rose in her throat and the quip of what she’d prefer Kara to cherish right then. She relented by simply pleading, “Touch me, please. I feel like I’m losing my mind.”
 

“You need this so badly,” Kara murmured, her mouth trailing kisses up Lena’s inner thigh as she inhaled the heady scent of the omega’s cunt. Slick pooled between her reddened folds and Kara lapped at it until finally her lips wrapped around her stiffened clit to lavish with fast, featherlight strokes of her tongue.
 

The alpha thrust her fingers with the same, slow deliberation and curled them inside Lena to tease her. She moaned when Lena clamped her thighs together.
 

There was no shame in Lena as she rocked her hips to ride Kara’s face, the donuts long forgotten as she threw her hands above her head and cried out for more. She trembled from the building pressure, a pleasure so warm and strong that it stole the breath from her lungs and she surrendered to it—let it wash over her and through her until she groaned. Her inner muscles gave way to a blissful spasm that worked Kara’s fingers with strong pulsations.
 

The release took the edge off, just barely, and she whimpered as Kara pulled back to gaze up at her.
 

The alpha licked her lips and grinned, her thumbs spreading Lena’s delicate labia to look at how red and desperate she was inside.
 

“I might never let you out of this bed…” Kara teased, exhaling cool air over Lena’s heated cunt to make her squirm. “I could keep you right here so I can worship every inch of you as you grow.”

It was hardly a threat but Lena bristled regardless. “Is that what you want? To have me spread my legs for you on demand—to keep me prone and pregnant for years to come?”
 

The trouble was there was no bite to her words, and Lena felt her inner omega react positively to the announcement and release a fresh wave of her pheromones in invitation to the alpha. It seemed her body had decided that was exactly what it needed most of all and she felt a strange sense of betrayal because of it.

“You want it too.” Kara affirmed, her alpha already responding as she inhaled the shifting scents while her eyes glazed over. It must have tapped into some hidden desire, because Kara moaned and returned to devouring Lena. Her hot mouth worked over her pussy, and the alpha licked and sucked with such voraciousness that Lena whined, her hips bucking up of their own accord as Kara kept her fingers knuckle deep.

Lena reveled in the smooth motions of Kara’s tongue, granting her such a thorough oral worship that her cunt tightened hard around the alpha’s fingers. She flexed her back and spine, her whole being so focused on what Kara was doing to her.
 

Kara licked into her blushing, warm entrance where her fingers were still buried to hold Lena open.
 

She came in Kara’s mouth that way, in a complete and total loss of self control. As she trembled from head to toe, Kara spread her still-clenching hole and forced her tongue in deeper to feel the spasms within. Pumping faster into Lena’s sodden cunt did wonders to stretch out her pleasure.
 

Lena’s cries of relief subsided into lower moans as she put all of her energy into a fast-building third orgasm. She moved her pelvis, pushing her cunt against Kara’s eager face. 

“You like seeing me this desperate for you,” Lena gasped out as her eyes squeezed shut, and her lips twitched before she was able to form coherent words. “It would be so easy to get me pregnant again when I’m like this—"
 

Kara groaned in affirmation — a dirty sounding noise that lasted as she rolled her hips into the bed and plunged her fingers faster into Lena’s soaked cunt. “You’d let me do it,” Kara husked, smearing Lena’s wetness over her lips and chin as she spoke between ravishing her, “I know how much you love it when I fill you.”
 

God, Lena hated how right the alpha was, but with her muscles straining and her jaw tensing from the cusp of a third orgasm, there was very little she could do to deny it. Her body wanted all of Kara, all the time. Around her, on her, in her - especially in her. Though on her was almost as good, even though it was filthy to be drenched in Kara’s essence. It still thrilled her to wear Kara’s pleasure. The heady scent, its warmth, the show of dominance to be claimed in such a possessive way—it never failed to turn her on, and often left her a whimpering pathetic mess that begged for more.
 

“Tell me you want it, Lena.” Kara encouraged, hooking her fingers inside Lena’s tight channel to massage the sweet spot that had her toes curling and hands fisting in the sheets. “You want me to get you pregnant again.”

Lena could hear the excitement in Kara’s voice and knew the alpha was getting off on the idea of it as much as she was aroused by it. Their baser instincts were calling to one another and Lena rocked her hips harder as she grudgingly admitted, “Of course I want it. I’m your omega.”

That statement had Kara reaching up with her free hand to lovingly caress the soft swell of her abdomen and she doubled down on her oral efforts until Lena quaked like the earth about to erupt.

Lena’s orgasm outdid the last, with such intensity that her cunt spasmed and wouldn’t relent around Kara. She gripped the bed, fingers curling into the sheets as she arched up into Kara’s mouth. Her vocal cries seemed to influence Kara, who threw off her clothes as soon as Lena dropped her head against the pillow. 

Kara slipped in beside her and nuzzled into her neck as she encouraged Lena onto her side. She ran her palms over Lena’s hips and back in a sensual massage, following the contours and curves. The knots in Lena’s muscles came undone, loosening with every pass of Kara’s hands. 

She reached behind her to grab Kara’s cock and position it between her legs, but rather than rushing, she used her pussy lips to tease the alpha. As soon as Kara moved to push inside, Lena shifted to deny her entrance.
 

“Not so fast,” Lena whispered and stroked Kara’s cock with her cunt, gliding over the stiff length and stimulating her clit with the wide head of it. “As you work out my tension, I’m going to do the opposite to you. I want you aching for release before I let you inside of me.” 

Kara exhaled a groan as though the thought of being tormented was more than enough for her.
 

For the most part, Kara behaved, and catered to Lena’s demands with ardent hands and strong thumbs that manipulated the stiff muscles in her back.
 

“You carry a lot of tension along your shoulders and neck.” Kara murmured, her lips whispering kisses over the sore spots.

 

The alpha kneaded every tense muscle she found and Lena rewarded her with slow undulations that spread her slick along the girthy length of her hard cock. While Kara massaged Lena with reverence, the omega massaged her in turn by pressing her thighs together and sliding smoothly. The heat of her cunt had Kara straining for more and Lena caught one of the alpha’s hands to pull it around her. She closed Kara’s palm around her breast and moaned when Kara took advantage to squeeze firmly.

Lena’s nipples ached and hardened for Kara, and the alpha pinched them between her fingers. She molded herself into Lena’s back and pressed open mouthed, wet kisses over the column of her neck and behind her ear.
 

“I should do this every day,” Kara whispered, rubbing her cheek over Lena’s shoulder as she palmed her sensitive breasts.

“Well I am carrying your child. I think I deserve it.” Lena’s mouth twitched with a hint of a smile as her hand moved lower to the purple, swollen tip of Kara’s cock. The sensation caused the alpha to jerk and whimper and Lena bit her lip as she traced the sensitive ridge with deliberate insistence.

She guided it towards her opening, taking an inch and no more—just enough to make them both restless with sexual frustration. Her strong inner muscles restricted Kara as much as her hand did.
 

Being a tease was a power trip, and she didn’t have to wait long until Kara rocked against her, seeking the heat of her cunt. 

“It looks like you have two weaknesses. Kryptonite, and my pussy.” Lena declared, still evading Kara’s attempts to thrust inside of her, even when the alpha’s quiet pants turned to pitiful sounds. 

Kara’s speed ticked up and she held Lena’s hips, almost lifting her sideways onto her cock—but Lena blocked her with her hand. 

“Lena,” Kara whined out, evidently at her limit for Lena’s playful taunting, her cock so hard that it felt like it would drill through her cunt. She let it, bracing herself for a forceful thrust.

Kara’s cock spread her so much that her thighs couldn’t even meet when she attempted to press them together, and Lena realized she had caused this in the alpha—this extreme swelling that made her girth more difficult to receive.  

“Fuck, oh fuck, Kara,” Lena moaned and rubbed at her clit in frantic desperation to prepare herself for it. 

She expected Kara to ram her way inside, could feel the way the alpha’s muscles strained as she tightened her arm around her midriff, but Kara shocked her by trying to hold off on her primal urges. 

Lena felt the broad tip of Kara’s cock push into her tight opening and then the alpha stilled, quelling her hunger by kissing and biting at Lena’s neck where she had claimed her.

“Please,” Kara groaned, her hand snaring Lena’s inner thigh to lift her leg as she pressed her hips forward and barely sank inside her cunt an inch. She pulled out and tried again, and again, her frustration palpable as she resisted slamming into Lena. “Take it for me.”
 

It struck Lena all at once, when Kara’s hand dropped from her breast to splay over her small bump, that the alpha was attempting to be gentle. It awoke a new submission in Lena and she pushed back with a keening whine to try and slot Kara into her cunt. The stretch was incredible, and Lena’s eyes rolled back as a wave of endorphins hit her bloodstream. More slick rushed out of her and her muscles relaxed, allowing the alpha to sink herself deep into her liquid heat with a moan.
 

Kara stayed there, reveling in the sensations of Lena’s tight, warm cunt wrapped around her before beginning a slow rock forward. They had never been so tender with one another and it seemed like the alpha was devoted to making Lena feel every bit as loved as she proclaimed earlier.

Lena’s lip quivered from the glorious sensation of mating with her alpha, Kara expressing herself through touch and romantic, gentle thrusts. Little prickles of desire rose up on Lena’s skin and she half turned to kiss Kara. Her mouth was soft against Kara’s—much sweeter and curious as she explored her emotions through it. 

She opened her half shut eyes to find Kara’s attention on her, and she was overcome by the urge to tell Kara everything — about how she yearned for her, but also about the unbearable hurt she still harbored, and all about project Non-Nocere. 

“Kara,” Lena managed—and the sound of Kara’s name on her lips never held more weight or meaning than it did in that quiet, airy whisper.

Kara waited, still lunging forward to fill Lena’s cunt with good, steady thrusts—but waiting all the same with bated breath for whatever Lena might say. 

Lena pressed her eyes tightly shut, and moved her face away as she attempted to stifle her pheromones from revealing too much vulnerability.  
 

“You feel so good inside of me,” Lena whispered. “Stay with me tonight—every night until our baby is born.”

Kara appeared to be overwhelmed by that. Her eyes watered and her smile brightened, hopeful and hesitant at the same time—as though unsure if Lena meant it, but not daring to question her.
 

“Nothing could stop me.” Kara finally croaked out, and she tightened her hold around Lena, protective and possessive as she pitched her hips forward for fuller, deeper thrusts.
 

The alpha shifted after a moment, her hips maintaining the same pace that plunged her inside Lena’s stretched cunt, but her hand lowered to fondle the omega’s slippery folds. Kara used two fingers to rub Lena’s clit, massaging the bead between them as she nuzzled into her from behind.
 

“I want to give you my knot,” Kara rumbled, licking the erratic pulse of Lena’s neck, her teeth grazed the sensitive skin. She rolled her hips and sped up her fingers. “But you’re already so tight.”

Lena could barely handle Kara’s thicker-than-usual dimensions, but her animalistic drives wanted the alpha’s knot in her. 

Her pussy needed it, and the inner bands of muscle wrapped wetly around Kara, rubbing the broad tip of the alpha’s penis. It was the most wonderful internal massage that relaxed her little tunnel and opened it for Kara’s extremely swollen erection. Kara’s cock pushed into her, spreading her vulva so wide until all she could see was the alpha and the gape where the knot grew.

The knot caught between her pussy lips, outside instead of in, and Kara thrust one last time in a move that satisfied.
 

The bulging knot settled inside Lena against so many pleasure points—in the warm carnal embrace of her cunt. 

Lena came from the hot, stretched tension of her muscles and Kara’s eruptive climax — which filled her up with so much seed that Lena could really feel it. 

“Oh god, Kara — this feels better than ever.” Lena exhaled and controlled her breathing to cope with the extreme knot. 

“You’re so perfect, and all mine,” Kara praised warmly, her voice thick with pleasure. There was a lazy quality to her speech, like her tongue was heavy in her mouth from the euphoria that sent wonderful throbs of her release into Lena.
 

Kara’s arm was secure around her, and her fingers were soothingly stroking over Lena’s impossibly spread labia.
 

The spasms inside Lena’s cunt continued to draw out every last drop from her alpha, and they lay together as their love worked like a drug to keep them placated and blissful. She nestled into Kara’s arms with soft, breathy moans and kept her eyes closed when she felt the Kryptonian kiss the length of her strong jaw.
 

They stayed like that for over an hour with Kara’s swollen knot stretching her exquisitely. Normally it lessened within half an hour, or sooner, but not today. Not with the way they connected on an emotional level. It changed something within Kara, and her alien biology reacted to match the levels of intensity.
 

Kara pulled out gradually when she could, and then Lena shifted to face her, their mouths meeting in soft, wet adoration. Lena tried not to consider it a side-effect of all the oxytocin flooding her system. She felt high from it and she couldn’t bring herself to ruin her own good mood, especially when Kara ran her hot palms down her back to squeeze her ass.
 

“I want to take you out to dinner,” Kara murmured between kisses. “How does Paris sound?”

“It sounds like a date.” Lena whispered, no longer even trying to conceal the love in her tone as she gazed into Kara’s blue eyes. “Let’s shower first and then we can find something to wear.”
 

Kara grinned so brightly that Lena tingled from it, and then the alpha scooped her up and carried her into the bathroom. They made love again under the hot spray and Lena couldn’t help the way she surrendered to the whims of the alpha, and ignored the sound of messages coming through to her cell phone.
 

How they managed to dress when their hands kept finding each other was a miracle, and Lena should have known that her happiness wouldn’t last the moment she caught herself laughing in the mirror. She just didn’t expect it to come crashing down when they walked out of the bedroom hand in hand.
 

“So nice of you both to finally come up for air.” Lillian lilted from where she sat on the couch with a cup of tea in her hands. She sneered at Kara and then settled her sharp eyes on Lena as she sighed, “When exactly were you planning to tell me you’re pregnant, during the delivery?”