V's Not Just for Victory - Chapter 2

The number of mistakes Lena had made in her life that truly haunted her were few and far between — but when she woke early, bleary eyed and covered in slick from a dream about Kara Danvers ravishing her in the middle of the soccer field as everyone watched, Lena had to wonder if getting frisky with the obnoxious alpha would come back to bite her in the ass.

She had been fortunate enough the night before when she avoided everyone and snuck off to the dorm showers to get rid of Kara’s scents before heading to her room. None of her teammates had any idea what she had done with Kara. 

In spite of her concerns and crazy heat-fueled dreams, Lena couldn’t deny that it was a thrill to have all of Kara’s attention, or that it surprised her in all of the best ways that the arrogant alpha turned out to be gentle when touching her so intimately. She thought about it as she dressed and as she woke the rest of her team. 

Lena even continued to think about it as she ate a cup of yogurt that reminded her far too much of the last creamy substance she tasted. That should have been reason enough to get Kara out of her head, but not even Eve and Nia’s usual talk at the breakfast table could distract her. A few times, her friends asked her what was going on, but Lena kept her sordid little secret with tight-lipped determination and tuned out the gossip while her team ate breakfast.
 

There was too much at stake for Lena to lose it all over some dumb alpha, especially one who was so damn cocky. It was a miracle Kara could walk through doors without the size of her ego blocking her path. 

Lena made a mental note to tell Kara that. 

Though she planned to stay clear headed and focused, there was no excuse for how she had left her heat suppressors behind in her room. Not that Lena wanted to cheat. She was better than that, but she had forgotten her pills that morning because despite Kara’s many, many flaws, a small foolish part of Lena wanted to experience those strong hands of hers again. More precisely, Kara’s ridiculously skilled fingers. 

She reassured herself over and over again that she could have it all – both win the competition and also find some time with Kara later that day. The next event was swimming, and out of all four remaining events, Lena expected it would be the easiest to win.

Lena made sure the Omega National team arrived at the pool an hour before Alpha Academy and managed to harness their enthusiasm as they changed into their swimsuits.

 

The strong scent of chlorine at least concealed some of Lena’s omega fragrance, but at times she caught a whiff of it while drilling her team. 

The more she thought of Kara, the more her heat affected her, and it only became more powerful when she thought of the alpha in a tight-fitting swim top and trunks — her carved biceps and all of her rippled abs on display.

The fantasy did nothing to prepare her for the reality. Lena emerged from the pool at the end of her warm-up to see the Alpha team swarm in from the locker rooms. Kara came in last, wearing cobalt blue swim trunks and a two-toned top. 

Lena’s mouth felt parched from hanging open as she gawked at Kara’s athletic arms and legs. She tried to hurry by as fast as she could and ducked into one of the small changing cubicles to dry off.


To her complete surprise, Kara discreetly followed and shut the door behind them. 

Lena was silent as the alpha invaded her space and cupped her pussy through the damp swimsuit she wore. 

All of the omega suits were dark red two-pieces, with impractical bottoms that tied on the side. Kara went to loosen the strings, but then settled for moving the thin fabric between Lena’s legs. 

“Someone didn’t take her suppressors.” Kara said in lieu of a greeting. She buried her nose into the clavicle of Lena’s neck and inhaled deeply, as if she had been needing this just to get through the morning. “And here I thought you were a ‘good girl’ who collected A’s the way I collect trophies. It must get tiring having to maintain such a perfect reputation.”

 

Lena could scarcely form words, let alone correct Kara about who she was, or explain why she cared so much about her grades or everyone’s opinion of her.

 

Kara swiped her finger between Lena’s pussy lips and growled in appreciation at the slickness she encountered. “You must be ready to climb the walls.” She considered out loud, and circled Lena’s slippery clit just to feel the way it responded to her touch. “Let me take the edge off.” She encouraged, her mouth parting to kiss wetly at Lena’s pulse point as she played with her stiff clit.

Lena had no will to complain, not when Kara handled her so confidently. She tilted her head to the side and let Kara explore, nuzzling into her and sucking on her neck until she was weak kneed.

 

“I’ve been thinking about doing this all night.” Kara confessed with a smirk. She rubbed Lena’s bead of nerves between two fingers and grinned as her legs began to tremble.




When Lena’s breaths hitched and the faintest whimper left her throat, Kara sped up her strumming.

“Shhh,” Kara whispered, not slowing for a second as she worked Lena into a shuddering frenzy. “Everyone’s outside. You don’t want them hearing you.” 

Lena sank her teeth into her bottom lip, but her moaning still sounded too loud to her own ears. Her pussy ached to be full and she could feel Kara’s solid cock against her thigh from how close they stood together. 

She resented Kara for all of this, yet the sensations and thrill of it balanced out the extreme terror she experienced whenever she heard passing footsteps. If any of other students or an academic coordinator discovered them, the consequences would be severe, but all she cared about was seeing this through to completion. 

Grinding herself against Kara’s palm might have been desperate, but Lena figured the faster she came, the sooner the alpha would leave her alone. She couldn’t deny her urges, not when Kara’s whole hand was soaked with her desire. While she focused on creating controlled little pulsations inside, Lena rubbed her pussy into Kara’s fingers and begged in a quiet, undignified whimper. “Make me come, Kara. Please, please, I want to come.”

Her omega weaknesses were getting the better of her, and before she could wisely censor herself,  Lena panted out, “I need — I need to feel you inside.”

Kara’s pupils dilated further from Lena’s confession until the steel blue of her eyes vanished entirely. With darkened eyes, she looked every bit the alpha that her pheromones declared her to be—powerful, predatory, and completely in control.

Kara could have taken Lena with the slip of a finger, could have used her own plea against her, but she didn’t. That shocked Lena on some level more than the boldness of the alpha touching her when there were so many other people around.

Instead Kara rubbed her more rapidly, a low growl emerging from her lips as she asserted forcefully, “You need to come.” It wasn’t a request so much as a demand, and Lena felt a jolt of excitement spread through her. 

“Do it, Lena, come hard. Right now.” Kara commanded, her intense eyes burning into Lena’s as she rubbed her into ecstasy.

Lena let out a cry of desperate surrender and fell forward into Kara’s arms. Her eyelids drooped as she panted heavily and then she stared up at Kara in complete awe. 

“Damn you,” Lena huffed out, but before she could think to get even, Kara withdrew from the cubicle.

If Lena could have followed without giving herself away, she would have immediately ran after the alpha to ask for an explanation of this morning’s antics.

 

Lena stood alone for a while, paranoiacally listening for her teammates so she could evade them all and leave. It took ten, maybe fifteen minutes before she felt bold enough to make a break for it. She ran back her dorm to clean herself up and delayed there for as long as possible until it neared the time for the competition.

Around ten in the morning, she hurried back to the pool and hoped that no one noticed she was missing. 

Slipping into a dry team swimsuit in another private cubicle, Lena could hear the rest of her omega team talking to each other.

“Where did Lena disappear to?” Eve complained as she slammed her locker shut. 

“I’m right here,” Lena called out and tried to appear much more confident than she felt as she faced her team. “I was feeling sick after our morning practice and I needed to lie down for a little while. I went back to the dorm after we finished. Are we all ready?”

The omega team filed out of the locker room and huddled in front of the pool, where most of the alphas seemed to be horsing around instead of preparing for the match. 

Lena spotted Kara at the front of her team. One of the rowdy alphas, Max, had his arm slung over her shoulders and Kara shoved him off with a grin. He feigned shock, and immediately shoved Barry into the pool, but Kara wasn’t paying attention to their antics because she had caught sight of Lena.

To anyone else, it would look like the team captains were sizing each other up, but the way Kara’s head tilted and how her eyes trailed over Lena was anything but hostile. Even from a distance, Lena knew Kara was undressing her in her mind, and her pale skin turned as red as her swimsuit as she pretended not to care.

“Lena are you okay?” Sam asked, with enough worry in her voice that the entire omega team crowded around to check on her. It was like being doused with water already, and Lena shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. 

“It looks like your heat is still ramping up.” Sam explained, and pressed her palm to Lena’s forehead with a wince. “Are you sure you’re up to this?”

Lena scoffed in Sam’s face and waved her away with a snap of, “Of course I am. There’s no way I’m letting those assholes win this.” She glared at Kara across the pool, but the alpha only smirked and raised her chin arrogantly.

All of the administrators from Omega National and some of the non-competing lower classmen started to enter the stands to watch the match. The Alpha team coordinator Miss Grant was standing on the alphas’ side of the pool, glaring down at her watch. 

Lena gathered her team into a huddle and assigned the stronger swimmers to the harder races. The first up was the backstroke, and Lena chose Sam and Kelly to participate.


 

While the swimmers lined up at the top of the pool, Lena gravitated towards Kara and they stood close enough to speak to each other while their attention remained on the water. 

“It looks like your team did nothing but have a pool party this morning when they should have been warming up,” Lena noted, sucking on the inside of her cheeks and holding her breath for a few seconds as a strong waft of alpha odor floated around her. 

“Is it really necessary to shove your alpha pheromones down my throat every time I get close to you?” Lena asked as she gasped for air, inhaling both Kara’s unique smells and the chlorinated vapors in the pool.

“Says the omega in heat, smelling sweeter than a peach.” Kara didn’t turn in her direction but she did smirk, the corner of her lips giving away the amusement she must have felt before she mused under her breath, “Besides, I vaguely remember you asking if I wanted to shove something else down your throat last night.”

Lena’s nostrils flared and she tensed in anger and fear. She glanced around, but nobody appeared to have heard Kara’s remark over the sound of people cheering and the splashing of water. “You’re such an asshole. Well I’ve got news for you, you aren’t all that. I’ve—” 

Lena wasn’t sure where she was going with her quiet rage, but the words were tumbling out of her mouth faster than she was thinking them. “I’ve had better.” 

If Kara’s potent pheromones could have choked her, Lena had no doubt that the alpha would have let them. She turned to Lena with narrowed, dark eyes and sneered as she leaned back against the rail.
 

“No you haven’t.” Kara stated smugly, almost daring Lena to deny it. 

Lena was too proud to admit Kara was right, and she burned with embarrassment as she hissed out, “Yes, I—”

 “Liar.” Kara scoffed, and shifted so suddenly that Lena shivered when the alpha breathed into her ear, “You wouldn’t have begged so beautifully this morning if you had someone better to take care of your needs.”

“Anyone would be better than you. I hate everything about you.” Lena rasped, far too aroused to properly insult Kara without resorting to cheap blows that she didn’t really mean. She willed her nipples not to harden under Kara’s heavy gaze, which she pointedly ignored by watching their teams speed through the pool.

Kara returned her focus to the water, her hard jaw and stoic expression giving nothing away as she muttered, “Not everything. There’s some parts you like.”

“Will you shut up and watch as we beat you.” Lena snapped, loud enough to draw a few heads. Some people laughed, and Kara shrugged as though unbothered by the sharpness of Lena’s words. 

Their silence lasted for only a few seconds, because Max came in first, followed by Kelly, and then Alex, leaving the Omega team last after the first round. The alphas went wild, yelling and jeering as they pulled their teammates from the pool, making a complete scene as they jumped around like idiots.

“You were saying?” Kara laughed, her hand raised to her ear mockingly as she took in the stormy disappointment clouding Lena’s face. 

Lena couldn’t muster up anything remotely scathing enough to call Kara that wouldn’t land her in a heap of trouble, so she stalked off towards her team instead. It didn’t help that she could practically feel Kara leering at her as she hurried away, her bikini bottoms a shade darker between her thighs as if her body was trying to spite her. 

“What the hell happened out there?” Lena asked as she rounded on her team, her frustration at Kara spilling over mindlessly. “We trained for this. How could—”

“He was just really fast.” Kelly mumbled, her shoulders slumping as she gazed at the towel by her feet. 

Lena sucked in a slow breath and sank down on the bench next to Kelly. She slipped an arm around her shoulder and offered up an apologetic sigh. “I’m sorry. You did really great. I think you even beat your fastest time. I’m just—”

“Letting Kara get under your skin?” Sam presumed with questioning eyes as she took in Lena’s aggravation. “It looked like you were bickering at each other. What’s she been saying this time?”

“Nothing I can’t handle.” Lena muttered, her pale complexion turning pink as she thought of how Kara had gotten under something else earlier. She turned to find Kara staring at her with a smirk on her face as if she knew exactly what was on Lena’s mind, and the alpha winked at her. 

Lena loathed the way it caused a pleasurable, unwarranted jolt through her body. She drew Kara a murderous look in return and returned attention to what was important — her team.


 

“Listen to me, the alphas are pushing themselves harder today because we won yesterday. That means they’re scared we’re going to do the same today. So let’s not worry about the first round and stay focused. We’ve got this.” Lena stressed, and held her hand out for everyone else to slap theirs onto.


 

“Goooomega!” They all yelled at once, pumped for the next race. Lena reminded each omega of their strengths and how to use them all to their advantage against the alpha competitors.  

The next category was the butterfly stroke, one of the hardest, and that was all up to Nia.


 

“I can’t wait to teach that fool a lesson.” Nia announced with a grin, ignoring the way Mike postured across from her, puffing up and flexing, much to the delight of the crowd. 

“He looks like one of those ridiculous birds flapping around because he’s desperate for a mate.” Sam remarked with an eye roll and rubbed Nia’s shoulders in solidarity.

“I think he’s kinda hot,” Eve intoned, her gaze fixed on Mike as if he might just be the best thing she had ever seen. “Cute grin, big muscles, and probably an even bigger co—”

“Can you please stop checking out the competition?” Lena pleaded, thoroughly disgusted by the subtle perfume of arousal that clung to Eve. “Get your mind out of the gutter and stay sharp. You’re up after Nia for the breaststroke, and don’t you dare make a joke about which alpha you’d like stroking yours.”

Lena pointed at Eve in warning and groaned in exasperation when the omega glanced guiltily in Mike’s direction. 

“Someone please block Eve from staring, before her attraction jeopardizes our chance at the trophy.” Sam teased, completely unaware that if anyone’s attraction would ruin their chances, it would be the one shared between the two team captains. 

Lena resisted the temptation to look at Kara out of sheer shame and spite, and stood with her team to encourage Nia as she got into the water alongside Mike.

They were neck and neck at first, then mid lap Nia pushed ahead. By the time she was turning for her second lap Mike hadn’t even reached the end of the pool. Excitement raced through Lena and she threw her fist in the air with a loud shriek when Nia won that round for them. 

She didn’t have to look at Kara to know that the alpha was angry. Lena could smell the scent of it even from the other side of the pool. Mike looked upset at his failure, but he still flashed a grin as if he couldn’t be serious for more than a minute.

 

Lena took a few steps in Kara’s direction. 

“And just where is our fearless captain going?” Kelly asked playfully when Lena glanced back at her with a broad and satisfied grin on her face. 

“Why to gloat, of course.” Lena lilted mischievously and laughed when she heard Sam calling out to give Kara hell. “Oh, you can count on it.” She muttered under her breath, and sauntered back to where Kara was still perched at the rails. 

“Missing me already?” Kara asked when she caught Lena’s scent, her grin nothing less than hungry as she turned to rake her gaze over the omega.

“Hardly,” Lena sneered, so fast she almost convinced herself. “I figured you might want to jump after such a devastating defeat.” She stopped short of colliding with the alpha as she waved her hand towards the pool below and openly showed her glee. “Don’t let me stop you.”

Kara laughed, a mirthless sound that didn’t quite match the glimmer of humor in her blue eyes. She schooled her features into a glower as if she realized Lena had seen it, and bit out, “It’s almost adorable that you’re celebrating already when there’s three more rounds. Or did you forget that in your haste to get back to me?”

“For an alpha, you’re not as intimidating as you think.” Lena whispered, her hand settling on the rail so close to Kara’s that she could feel the warmth of the alpha’s skin. “You must really like me, huh? Either that or you’re going soft.”

“Yeah, you wish.” Kara stated coolly, her gaze pinning Lena to the spot in a way that seemed suggestive. “You’ve had firsthand experience that there’s nothing soft about me. Maybe I should remind you about that.”

Lena grew flustered as she recalled how solid and powerful Kara’s cock had felt in her hand. The heat of it had surprised her, but she had enjoyed the sensation of it rubbing against her palm, and the way it had spilled pent up desires so forcefully. She shifted as slick poured into her bikini bottom, her heat ramping up from Kara’s closeness. As she inhaled the strong, spicy scent of the alpha greedily, she tried to look unaffected as her own unique perfume slipped into the air between them. 

“Maybe you should…” Lena seductively announced when Kara sniffed at the air with growing interest. The alpha’s eyes darkened and Lena moved into Kara’s space with a breathy taunt of, “Pay attention, that is.” She added with a wicked smirk. “Your team sucks. We just won another round.”

Kara spun towards the pool and let out a snarl of frustration as James pulled himself out of the water and offered her a hapless shrug.


 

Kara marched off to berate her team, growling under her breath and leaving a very proud Lena behind. 

She watched with great delight at the way Kara called the alphas over to snap them into line and felt strangely amazed how she could command them all with her presence. Lena returned to her own team for the next round, and watched with increasing panic as Barry overtook Sam in the pool. 

They were closely matched on the final round and Lena was jittery as she walked to the starting position for her freestyle round, only for Kara to sidle up to her with a smirk.


 

“No.” Lena ground out, as if she had any say in choosing who she could compete against. “No way in hell.”

“Yes.” Kara roguishly affirmed. She limbered up by stretching and making a show of bending low then reaching high above her head, giving Lena the chance to take in her muscled physique as she moaned in exaggeration. 

Lena tried to ignore the insufferable alpha as best she could, but she caught herself staring at Kara’s reflection in the water. Lena blamed her heat for the pathetic, barely audible whimper that escaped her. She pressed her lips together in mortification.

“I can’t wait to see you soaked and breathless as you race to a quick finish.” Kara informed her surreptitiously, and unleashed her potent scent, wrapping it around Lena with a grin. “Again.” 

Lena’s entire body flamed with embarrassment and arousal, until her pale skin was covered in patches of incriminating red. She glanced around to see if anyone else noticed, but to her relief her teammates just seemed perplexed about why she had frozen up. Kara appeared to be ready for their event, but Lena had a shortage of brainpower because all of her sexual urges were willing her to act on her attraction to Kara. 

On impulse, Lena did something so stupid it would bother her for the rest of the afternoon. She stuck out her hand and shoved as hard as she could at Kara’s bicep, knocking the alpha off balance and into the pool. 

Three whistles blew, and Lena ignored them as she went in after Kara to wrestle out all of their disagreements. She splashed and grabbed fiercely for both of Kara’s arms, and the element of surprise worked in her favor for about four seconds, until Kara grabbed her in return and spun her around. It excited Lena to the point she tuned out the shouts of the school administrators and Kelly’s and Eve’s cries from the sidelines.  

 

Eve was enthusiastically screaming, “Get her! That’s it, Lena! Go for her face!” while Kelly was the more sensible of the two. 

“Oh no, Lena. Oh no,” Kelly kept repeating, but Lena was too busy trying to dunk Kara — or climb her, whatever it meant to put her own body on top of the alpha’s and rub her soft swimsuit bottoms against the erection in Kara’s swim trunks.
 

Kara’s hands moved to her waist and just when Lena thought she would be thrown off, they were practically humping in plain sight. Lena’s pussy glided against the alpha’s cock over and over and she groaned as Kara took hold of her hips to take control.
 

They both realized what they were doing at the same time and broke apart, with Lena swimming to the side of the pool where the Omega National sports coordinator waited to speak with her.

Rhea fixated on Lena with a disappointed but sympathetic frown as she pulled herself out of the water.

 

The students from Omega National booed at Lena for ruining their chances at the competition, and she peeked at her teammates to see their slumped shoulders and downcast eyes. 

“What was that, Miss Luthor?” Rhea scolded, her voice low so no one could overhear their discussion. “You just lost this round because of your rivalry with the alpha team captain. You’re the last person I would have expected to do anything like this in all my years of teaching at this institution.”

Lena spared a two second glance at Kara, who hovered near Miss Grant with a towel wrapped around her. She expected the alpha would torment her for getting so riled up that she acted immaturely, but Kara was too distracted to taunt her from afar. 

“I’m sorry,” Lena whispered and stuck out her chin to stop herself from shivering, not because she was cold but because her heat had changed her temperature. “I apologize for my behavior and it won’t happen again.”


 

At least the part where Lena completely lost them a competition wouldn’t be happening again. Recklessly messing around with Kara, on the other hand. . .

Out of the corner of her eye, Lena could see Kara becoming agitated. Her shoulders were ramrod straight and she was waving her hand around. Some of her teammates were nodding and clearly siding with her and Miss Grant looked furious. Lena felt fear grasp her lungs and squeeze the air out of them as the alpha coordinator stormed over at a speed that shouldn’t be possible in heels on wet tiles.

 

Rhea stood ready with diplomatic words. “Miss Grant, I can only apologize and assure you that Miss Luthor won’t—”


 

“I want your apology as much as I want to stay in this dump another five minutes, which is to say, I don’t.” Miss Grant snapped, regarding Lena and Rhea with contempt. She forced a frosty smile onto her lips as she grit out, “It’s come to my attention that Miss Danvers feels she deserved that ridiculously immature response to some rival teasing, and has informed me that she would rather forfeit the rest of the tournament than win by default today. Allegedly, it’s not good sportsmanship.”


 

“She—what?” Lena gasped, her eyes seeking out Kara who had her back to her, huddled with her team.

Rhea quirked a brow, and glanced at Lena to share her suspicion. “Miss Grant, with due respect, if this is a joke--”


 

“Do I look like I joke?” Miss Grant fired back incredulously. “I was content to let Miss Lunar ruin your chances. If she can’t control herself over some heated words that’s hardly my problem. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to inform the judges that your team's irrational behavior is apparently contagious.”

With a haughty glare, Miss Grant did just that and Lena gaped at Rhea in surprise. She turned to face the rest of her team, who were watching curiously, and then tried not to die of humiliation as an announcement went out about how the gracious alpha team had asked that the last round continue.

 

“Whatever Miss Danvers says to you, please, don’t raise your hands to her again. Beat her in the competition, not with your fists.” Rhea muttered under her breath and moved to the sidelines as Kara sauntered back to her starting place beside Lena.

 

The alpha never glanced in Lena’s direction this time, her laser-like focus completely on the water as she kept her mouth shut.

Lena shifted in place, lifting one foot then the other as she considered speaking to Kara first. She regretted being so aggressive when she still failed to grab the alpha’s attention, even after they both slid into the pool.

 

All she could do was focus on winning, and Lena set her sights on her destination as the whistle sounded. She swam furiously, muscles burning and body undulating through the water.

 

With her head down, she wasted no energies by checking out Kara’s position, not even when all of her teammates were cheering her on and screaming in excitement. 

Kara overtook her on the lap back, cutting through the pool without much splashing or effort, like a high speed boat compared to Lena’s slower canoe. Lena paddled on with determination, in spite of how much she fell behind. She was breathing raggedly as she came in after Kara, who was immediately pulled up at the finish line by a bunch of proud alphas. 

“This is why you’re our captain, Danvers,” James hooted and slapped Kara on the back, while Mike cupped his hands to his mouth so he could scream to the rooftops about the alpha victory. “Alphas, alphas, alphas!” 

“Yas, yas, YASSSSS!” Oliver McQueen hollered and whipped off his shirt to throw it on the floor. “Dominated!” 

Mike picked up on that word, which was clearly not a part of his normal, terrible vocabulary and then began to chant, “Danvers dominates! Danvers dominates!” 

Lena gripped the rails to climb from the pool, but before she could return to her group of consolatory omegas, Oliver shouted in her face, “She dominated you!” 

Flinching because that was true in more than one respect, Lena had the sudden desire to run away. Even the alphas who had been quieter and respectful the day before were chuckling at her. Kate Kane balled her hand into a fist and brought it to her mouth as she tried to suppress a laugh and Ava Sharpe was grinning as she strolled over to congratulate Kara. 

Lena hurried into the open arms of her friends, Sam and Kelly, who gathered her into a towel and led her out of the suffocating atmosphere of the pool. She didn’t even risk glancing at Kara again, because she was afraid of how the alpha might look at her.


 

There was the possibility that Kara didn’t like her after all — that all of this flirtation was merely a source of amusement to her. Lena began to panic that she was a joke to Kara — that the alpha probably told her entire team what they had done the night before.  

Maybe Lena was just as good as any other omega in Kara’s eyes. She found herself on the verge of hyperventilating, staring blankly at Sam who was saying the same calming things over and over again. 

Kelly had gone to the vending machines and had filled up a cup with soda, which she held to Lena’s lips until she drank. 

“It’s not so bad, Lena,” Kelly reassured her and encouraged her to take another sip of the fizzy, sugary liquid. “We still have three more days to earn our trophy.” 

Lena nodded, shaking off all of her terrible feelings related to Kara. “You’re right.”
 

She needed to stop spending so much time thinking of the alpha and instead save her energy for winning the next events. 

“Hey, I have an idea, we could all go to that new place by school tonight to grab some dinner,” Sam offered cheerfully, smiling so hard her cheeks seemed somehow rounder. “I’ll tell everyone the plan. We’ll meet there at 7. How does that sound?” 

Lena shrugged as if the idea was agreeable to her, even though all she wanted to do was shower and go back to her dorm to crawl into bed. 

“Sure, go ahead and tell the team.” Lena’s voice was soft and full of misery, and she used the opportunity while Sam and Kelly were busy to hide herself away in a private cubicle in the locker room. She sat there on the little dressing room bench until her ass went numb and she trembled all over from being in a wet suit for too long. 

Her team members came and went, talking about the loss while they cleaned up, but Lena remained in the cubicle until she was sure everyone had gone. Only then did she let out a shaky breath and will herself to stand up. She was Lena Luthor, and she didn’t back down or give in to the loud mouthed alphas or their intimidation tactics. She certainly didn’t sit around worrying what one of them thought of her. 

Lena fueled the small spark of anger until it burned through her cold limbs and forced her out of her cubicle.

Who the hell did Kara think she was? If she told everyone about what they had done, if she had just been messing with Lena this whole time, she wasn’t about to take it sitting down.

It sounded good in her head, more so when she strode straight into the Alpha locker room with such attitude she was sure she would shock them all, but that anger fizzled to uncertainty when an empty room greeted her.

 

She had taken too long, and for the second time that day she felt defeated. 

Just as Lena was about to leave, the sound of a shower turning on caught her attention, and she ventured quietly towards it.

Kara was just about to step under the hot spray when she must have sensed Lena. Her back went rigid, and she turned slightly to sniff the air before fully facing her.

 

Whatever quip she was going to throw at Lena failed to form as Kara frowned at her. “What’s—”

“Shut up.” Lena spat before she lost her nerve. She had to make good use of her volatile emotions while she still had her chance, because Kara was naked and if Lena let herself acknowledge that, it would unravel her.
 

“Did you tell your team what we did because I pushed you into the pool?” Lena asked, her tone harsh and accusatory. She wanted to stalk closer and get into Kara’s face, but she couldn’t trust herself to be that close to the alpha. “That’s why they were all laughing and screaming that you dominated me, yeah? Because—”

 

“You know, for someone so smart, you’re kind of stupid.” Kara laughed, but there was no smile on her face as she stared back at Lena. Really stared, and not in the way Kara usually did that left Lena feeling stripped bare, but like she was seeing the hurt that covered her instead.

 

“You’re stupid!” Lena hissed, feeling oddly vulnerable and exposed, despite being clothed. She pointed at Kara as if that somehow proved it and reiterated, “You’re stupid, with your muscles and your smart mouth and your arrogance. You just couldn’t keep it to yourself—”
 

Kara moved with purpose, her eyes narrowed and hard as she grit out, “You’re a sore loser. I didn’t tell anyone. My teammates were just shouting that I dominated you because I won and because you started a fight with me in the pool.”

 

Lena swallowed down a painful lump in her throat as Kara prowled closer, unleashing a fresh burst of alpha scent that could have crippled her. 

“At least you won’t be winning tomorrow, so I won’t have to hear it again.” Lena bit her lips and tried not to breathe through her nose. “You have to admit it wasn’t hard for me to jump to conclusions about what you might have told them. You wouldn’t even look at me and then suddenly your teammates were all laughing in my face and treating me like a joke.” 

Kara squinted at her critically like she couldn’t believe Lena would even question her intentions.

“Sounds like someone is forming a strong attachment to me,” Kara mocked while pulling at the strings on Lena’s bikini bottoms. “Can’t say I blame you. I’m awesome. If it makes you feel better, I wanted to look but I didn’t want to distract you.” 

Kara’s remarks came out whispered, because she was staring in appreciation at Lena’s smooth, slick-covered pussy. Lena raised her top over her head to free her breasts from within the tight fabric. 

“I wouldn’t talk about you, not to brag or for any other reason.” Kara added, her voice so low and gentle that Lena almost missed the words.

“You damn well better mean that,” Lena warned, although her nudity softened her because it made her so much more aware of the aching throb of her sex. She stroked her fingertips over her sensitive pussy lips and moved under the shower spray as if she only planned to wash herself.

 

Borrowing Kara’s soap, Lena lathered herself up entirely until she smelled of the alpha’s fragrance. 

“You’re hogging all the hot water.” Kara sighed out, in what Lena imagined was supposed to be annoyance.

It sounded a little breathless, and when Lena glanced over her shoulder Kara didn’t look bothered by the fact that she had taken over the shower. The alpha’s eyes were glued to her ass, and Lena bit her lip to stop a grin from forming.

 

“Too bad.” Lena slung back, and handed Kara her own sponge with an order of, “While you’re waiting your turn, make yourself useful.”

Kara snatched the sponge with such force that Lena half expected her to throw it into the next stall. The alpha settled for growling instead, and then she surprised Lena with firm, but gentle strokes over her shoulders and down her back, rubbing circles over her skin and leaving bubbles behind.
 

“I’m only helping so you leave faster.” Kara muttered, but Lena wasn’t fooled by the lie and chose that moment to bend abruptly to pick up the bottle of shampoo. The resounding groan from Kara filled Lena with heat, and she knew her slick was pooling between her pink lips, inviting the alpha to get a good look. When she straightened up she could feel how much Kara had enjoyed the view.

 

“You were saying?” Lena taunted, throwing the alpha’s own words at her from earlier that day. “Seems like you want me to stay.” Kara’s erection prodded into her ass cheek and Lena turned to raise a dark brow at her. “But if you’d rather I go…”

Lena called her bluff and ducked out from under the spray only to have Kara’s hand snare her wrist and tug her back under it.


 

Kara snarled in objection and caught Lena’s mouth with her own in a bruising, demanding kiss that refused to let Lena retreat. She whimpered into it, lips parting in submission when Kara wrapped an arm around her waist and tasted her tongue. It was just as forceful as it had been that morning and Lena swooned as the alpha’s pheromones engulfed her, leaving her dizzy and desperate for contact.


 

“Did you think I wasn’t going to come to you after our victory?” Kara asked, her tone throaty enough to raise goosebumps along Lena’s skin. “You were worried that I’d leave you in need with no relief. That’s why you barged in here looking for a fight.”

“Actually, I came in here to embarrass you in front of all of your teammates, because that’s what I assumed you had done to me earlier,” Lena corrected and turned back towards the shower spray both to be coy and to avoid another kiss that would rob her of the ability to think with a clear head. “Since you’ve turned out to be the respectable type, I’ll just get washed up and be on my way.”

 

Kara obviously wasn’t buying her eagerness to leave and she moved a little closer, until her hard cock slipped between Lena’s legs. Lena gasped and her eyelashes drooped lustfully as she pressed both of her hands into the tiled wall and leaned forward to glance down at the erection that was rigid and pushing into her.

 

If she shifted anymore, Kara’s cock could easily enter her and the risk of doing that unprotected stopped all of her breath in her throat. 

“I’m still not having sex with you,” Lena insisted as Kara secured an arm around her waist and pressed her shoulders down. She went along with it instinctually, trusting Kara to listen and to only pleasure her with her hands. 

Lena never considered that Kara could rock forward and glide through her pussy lips to rub her sensitive, aroused clit with just the warm tip of her cock. The motion of it was so primal and similar to what she expected sex to feel like that she whined and moaned in surprise. 

If insecurities hadn’t been lurking in the back of her mind about Kara and the number of omegas she flirted with and touched besides her, Lena would have reconsidered her stance on sex. The friction of Kara’s thrusts began to tantalize her cunt in all the skilled ways that screamed the alpha had experience. It felt too good and soon Lena was clamping her mouth shut to muffle her soft, needy cries.

 

Everyone Lena knew had sex at least once, and plenty of alphas called Lena a prude in the past when she refused to do more than kiss them.

 

She didn’t care what anyone thought of her, because she only wanted to have sex with the right alpha, and that wasn’t any of the alphas she had messed around with in the past and it wasn’t Kara Danvers. 

Or was it?

Kara’s cock was precariously close to slipping in, and each time it nudged along Lena’s spread lips and threatened to pass through her tight opening and ruin her virginity, she gasped and secretly hoped it would happen. 

The alpha would never do it unless Lena asked, and she had just told Kara she didn’t want this to go any further, but Lena was grinding on the alpha’s hard cock as if she wanted to experience what it was like to have it all inside of her. Her pussy became so wet that Kara’s cock found the perfect traction and Lena had to swipe her fingers through her slick and let it wash away down the drain, or otherwise risk being too impulsive about sex. 

Kara gripped her breasts and squeezed, as rough as Lena needed it, and for some reason it was that little bit of extra attention that made her yearn for the sensation of fullness inside her cunt. Her heat-afflicted body would only feel better if she went all the way with Kara. 

“Did you even bring any condoms with you?” Lena asked offhandedly, like she was just looking to complain about Kara’s lack of preparation.


 

“Sure. I keep a whole pack in my swim shorts. They help me float.” Kara scoffed condescendingly, her fingers pinching at Lena’s nipples almost in retaliation for asking. “I thought you weren’t having sex with me anyway?” She rumbled, rolling her hips to tantalize Lena’s virgin cunt with the thick ridges of her cock. “I mean, you’ve said it so much it’s basically your standard greeting.” Kara mocked, but her thrusts never faltered.

 

Every breath Kara exhaled scalded over Lena’s neck and she hated how good her body felt in Kara’s capable hands. She undulated wantonly, pushing herself down onto the rigid length of Kara’s shaft to feel the unique solid heat pressed between her sensitive folds.

 

“I’m not.” Lena finally grumbled, leaning into Kara while she refused point blank to acknowledge just how needy she was behaving. “But since I don’t know where you’ve been I figured it would be smart to ask about protection.”

 

“That’s not why you’re asking.” Kara laughed, and Lena blushed furiously at how effortlessly the alpha saw through her lie. “You don’t want to admit it, but you want me. I can smell it,” Kara insisted, running the tip of her nose along the pale slope of Lena’s neck to inhale her heady scent. “And I can feel it.”

Kara angled her hips to give shorter, slower, thrusts that had the tip of her cock massaging into Lena’s clit with firmer pressure. Her pussy had a pulse of its own and Kara’s cock throbbed in time with it. Light headed with desire, Lena watched in captivation as the blunt tip of Kara’s cock poked through her thighs. Reaching down, Lena curled her fingers around the head of Kara’s cock and teased her fingers over the small groove at the top of it.

 

Kara’s cock seemed to strain when she held her fingers just out of reach, and she heard the growl of frustration as it burst out of the alpha, hot and heavy against the nape of her neck.
 

Dropping her hands to Lena’s thighs, Kara forced them together. “Stay like that,” She commanded and then reached around to grab both of Lena’s breasts, spreading her fingers over each swell. 

Kara moaned something unintelligible, her arms tightened around Lena and she stilled for a moment as if overwhelmed by the sensation of having her cock nestled so tightly at the apex of Lena’s thighs.

“You like that?” Lena whispered before she could stop herself. Her slippery inner thighs must have felt deliciously warm locked around Kara’s thick shaft, and Lena was mischievous enough to rub them together just to hear the way the alpha groaned. “Does it feel like you’re inside me, Kara?

Kara shuddered against her and began to earnestly rock her hips in lieu of an answer, pushing her hard length through Lena’s slick lips at a fast pace to leave them both breathless.

“I bet you can’t stop thinking about coming in me, even though you’re not allowed,” Lena taunted and locked her thighs around Kara’s erection to give the alpha a good idea of what she was missing. It backfired when Kara guided her cock over Lena’s clit with incredible precision. Her arousal became almost painful and her pheromones declared her desires without any help from her mouth. 

She doubled over, taking Kara’s demanding thrusts and softly begging for more over the wet sound of the alpha’s thighs smacking her ass. The excited red little bead between her legs was aching, and as Kara’s cock collided with it again and again, Lena learned more about what it would be like to have sex for the first time. Only her animal urges mattered and she cried out until satisfied, until intense pleasure burned and crackled through her. 

Lena screamed from it, scrunching her face and almost falling forward in the process, but Kara held her close and groaned in her ear as she painted her in thick white seed. It splattered the tiles in forceful jets and coated her pussy before it began to stream down her legs. Lena slipped her fingers through it as she settled her breathing back to normal and delighted in the warmth of Kara’s arms tightening around her. 

Kara waited until their mess washed away down the drain and then turned the shower off. The alpha still kept Lena in a possessive embrace and reached out for a towel to dry her. 

“Do you want to sneak me back to the dorm where you’re staying?” Lena asked, without even feeling the least bit of hesitation over the risk of getting caught, or worrying what it would mean if they were alone in a bedroom together. 

Kara worked her jaw as she stared at Lena with bright eyes that searched through her pale green. “You don’t want that.” Kara finally concluded, pausing as she swept the towel over Lena’s damp arms. She passed the towel off and stepped back to find one to wrap around her waist with a mutter of, “We both know it’s your heat talking.”

 

 Lena took immediate offense, her eyes narrowing as she opened her mouth in indignation. “Excuse me? I know what I want, and that—”

“Isn’t it.” Kara cut her off with conviction as she turned to get in Lena’s face. “You think you want it because you’re in heat but you don’t, not really. Not with me. You’ve made that abundantly clear.”

There was something in Kara’s tone that had Lena faltering. She couldn’t quite place it but it resonated within her enough to set aside her own ego and admit, “Okay, so maybe I’m not ready to lose my virginity. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to do things with you.”

 

Kara’s interest was more than evident, but she tried to play it off as if she wasn’t all that bothered, despite the way Lena’s eyes drifted over her muscled torso.

 

“What kind of things?” Kara finally asked, guarded in a way that Lena had never seen her before.

“Fun things,” Lena stated vaguely, her mind still stuck on the fact that Kara wasn’t trying to drag her back to her room the way she had expected. She wasn’t exactly experienced at being sexy, but the way Kara watched her at least made her feel that way, and she used it to her advantage by wandering around the alpha to run her hand over her muscles. 

“The kind that make you groan in my ear.” Lena whispered flirtatiously, and bit her lip when she saw the towel rise just a little at Kara’s crotch.

Lena glanced around with the sudden realization that she hadn’t bothered to take any clean clothes with her into the alpha’s locker room. She spotted one of Kara’s Alpha Academy jerseys in her bag and lifted it while Kara still seemed to be mulling over the idea of going back to the alpha rooms.  

“Do you think I can borrow this?” Lena asked as she pulled the jersey on over her head, because she assumed it might help Kara to decide if she saw her wearing it. 

Just as she hoped, Kara liked the look of her in the jersey and Lena did a little turn with her hands up to show off. 

“What would your teammates say if they saw you wearing that?” Kara asked and sank down on the bench where her bag was resting to fully take in the sight of Lena. 

“I’ll just tell them I took it to get back at you for winning today,” Lena shrugged and raised the end of the jersey so she could straddle Kara’s lap. “Or I’ll be honest and tell them we’ve been messing around.” 

Kara snorted like she expected some kind of joke to accompany that brazen statement, and when it didn’t come, her face softened. The alpha’s smug sneer slid like water droplets, and she fisted the front of her jersey to tug Lena in for a lasting, hot kiss. Her hand slipped under the jersey to rub Lena’s breasts while the other cradled the back of her neck, her warm tongue parting Lena’s lips to swallow down a startled moan.

“You’re too good at that.” Lena admonished, rolling her hips forward subtly to get a reaction from Kara as they kissed. She gripped Kara’s sturdy shoulders and tasted her tongue as it slid over her own, savoring the way the alpha guided them into a much more passionate make-out session.

Lena felt fevered and insatiable, and she likely would have reached for Kara under the towel had the sudden jarring noise of multiple texts arriving all at once not echoed around them. They pulled apart reluctantly, confused by the interruption until Kara located her cell and rolled her eyes with a sigh.

“Your team must be waiting for you so they can celebrate.” Lena assumed, recalling her own plans with the omegas. She had completely forgotten about meeting up with them for dinner. On top of that she had no idea what time it was, and she shot off Kara’s lap check. “I’m supposed to be commiserating with mine. I have to—”

“I know.” Kara stated, her smirk firmly back in place as she stood up with an appraising glance over Lena. “You better hurry if you want to change. I doubt they’ll appreciate your outfit.”

Lena tugged on her bikini bottoms and grabbed her top to match before Kara’s remark registered. She tucked the jersey over her arm, and paused halfway out the door to add, “I think it looks great on me. I’m going to wear it to bed.” 

Kara pulled a shirt over her shoulders and stepped into a pair of jeans, then followed her out into the hall with her bag slung over one shoulder. Lena halted her by putting her hand on Kara’s chest and ducked into the omega locker rooms to grab her own belongings. She dressed in a loose-fitting cozy sweater and jeans, and as she was zipping up her own bag and getting ready to leave for the night, her hand grazed over the panties she had worn earlier. 

Her cheeks tinted a bashful light pink, but she carried her silky little underthings back to Kara. She held them out like she planned to offer them up for Kara’s collection, and then pulled her hand back at the last second. 

“You can have the ones I’m wearing right now if you come to my room later tonight,” Lena whispered. “I’ll give you so much more than a pair of panties, Kara.”  

From the excited scent of Kara’s pheromones and the lustful way the alpha checked Lena out, she doubted her panties would stay dry until later.

“What’s your room number?” Kara asked.