You and Me Make Three - Chapter 3

Lena had the absurd urge to laugh, but her body felt like lead and the heavy weight of the situation made the laugh come out as more of a breathless gasp.
 

Kara was Supergirl.
 

How could Lena have been so blind? She had the impulse to push Kara off of her, but she couldn’t thanks to the knot that kept them joined. 

“So you thought the best time to tell me the truth was when you were stuck inside me?” Lena asked incredulously, her lips pulling tight against her teeth in anger. 

“I— I’ve wanted to tell you for so long. Please – you — you said — you could feel me.” Kara’s face looked so different without the glasses, but her eyes conveyed all of her emotions just as they always had and she was staring at Lena as she whispered fiercely, “That’s real, Lena, what I feel for you. It always has been.”

 

Believing Kara didn’t change the fact that the alpha had lied for years, but how could Lena act as if she had the moral high ground when she was keeping Rara a secret?

The thought of the split Super brought a fresh wave of guilt and Lena lost some of her rage to the panic that pumped in her veins. How could she explain to Kara that she had technically already slept with her?
 

Lena certainly had a type.

It made sense, in a twisted way, how Lena had been so drawn to Rara because she seemed so similar to Kara. She just hadn’t realized it was because Rara was actually a part of her. In hindsight, Lena should have asked more questions when Rara had seen the image of Kara on her phone and fussed so much over it. 

“I’m going to withhold judgment for now,” Lena stated in a clipped tone of voice, although her face held more judgment than could be found at the front of a court room. “I’m sure you had plenty of reasons to continue lying to my face. Maybe you justified it because you thought my enemies would use my relationship with you against me. I assume you trust very few people with your secret.”

She could think of several accusations to throw at Kara, but Lena only pouted sourly and stared up at the alpha. 

The knot inside of her pussy still pulsed, and when Kara did eventually slip free, Lena noticed two things simultaneously: the guilty way Kara avoided looking at her and the burst top of the condom. Both sights made her stomach roll with dread. 

“I – I have told a few people about my secret,” Kara stammered out nervously, oblivious to the ruined condom or how Lena fixated on it. She seemed at a loss for how to discuss the subject of her ongoing deceit. 

“The — the protection,” Lena stuttered, just as incoherent and incapable of forming any intelligent thoughts.

“Well, yeah — of course, one of the reasons I kept my identity a secret was because I wanted to protect you,” Kara emphasized and reached down to discard the condom without even glancing at it. She stood up and moved around in an aimless way, as if she had forgotten the most basic lay-out of her own bedroom. “But there were other reasons, too.”

“Kara.” Lena raised her voice and flicked her eyes down to the condom in Kara’s hand. 

Following Lena’s gaze finally clued Kara into what had her so speechless, and she blinked a few times at the empty latex, confused by the lack of fluids inside it. Then her eyes widened, and she glanced between Lena’s thighs with slack jawed understanding. “Oh.” It was barely a sound, more of a suggestion of panic as Kara hurriedly tossed the ruined condom in the trash and came to Lena’s side with worried, apologetic eyes. “I’m sorry, Lena. I’ll - I should get you – the um – the—”

 

“Pill?” Lena supplied in a bit of a daze, her fingers slipping between her pussy lips to touch the sticky mess that Kara had left behind. She wasn’t consciously aware of how provocative it might have looked until she noticed the way Kara was staring so avidly at her seed when it trickled free, the beginnings of another erection making her cock stand at attention.

“Do — do you want to shower?” Kara asked, as if finally noticing her own reaction with equal amounts of shame and embarrassment. She slid off the bed to pull her boxers on, but they did very little to hide the bulge. “I can get dressed and go get the — the thing.” 

Kara was so distracted by Lena that she attempted to push her arm through one of her pants legs before realizing it wasn’t her shirt. She spun away from Lena and promptly knocked a chunk of wood out of her dresser when her hand swung too fast. “Shoot.” Kara whispered under her breath.

It was right around then that Lena realized that Kara Danvers wasn’t a disguise. Supergirl was, and that epiphany had a deep impact on the feelings of betrayal that had taken root within Lena over the past five minutes.

“You should pick up the pill and then meet me at my apartment,” Lena suggested and began collecting her clothes from the floor and edge of the bed. 

It probably would have lessened the shock value to mention Rara beforehand, or at least explain all of the events that led up to Lena sleeping with two Supers, but she was too distracted by Kara’s arousal. Her heat put all kinds of indecent thoughts in her mind, especially the thought that if she took a pill, she could allow Kara to come inside of her again. 

“While I’m in heat, maybe you want to spend a few nights at my place,” Lena mentioned with a shrug, and if not for the heavy cloud of her omega desperation in the air, it might have sounded convincingly like she was offering casual sex.
 

Even with her lingering anger, Lena knew she would be incapable of keeping her hands off of Kara. 

She shouldn’t be making any sexual propositions, or staring so hungrily at Kara that she was practically salivating as she had visions of the alpha’s cock in her throat. It was important to stay focused, or risk the most valuable relationship in her life. 

The whole purpose of inviting Kara to her apartment was to introduce her to Rara and explain their complicated situation. 

“When you arrive, I need to have an important conversation with you,” Lena added with a tiny gulp of fear, because she was reluctant to hurt anyone. Kara was such a cheerful and uplifting person to be around, and Lena had always hated to see her sad or angry. She couldn’t imagine what it would be like to experience Kara brokenhearted. 

Like her look alike, Rara also had such a playful and lighthearted exuberance about her. The last thing Lena wanted was to make either of them jealous or upset for any reason. 

 

Kara looked worried by the prospect of the conversation, but she didn’t slump or argue, just nodded slowly as if already preparing herself for whatever lecture about trust she must have thought Lena planned to give her. “Okay, I’ll see you soon.” 

Kara dressed in a flash and handed her keys to Lena to lock up on her way out with a tense smile.

 
Lena sagged against the door when Kara left and tried her best to collect herself. There was no point in putting off the inevitable. She had to sit both of the Supers down and explain how the Harun-El splintered Kara. 

It had occurred to Lena more than once that when Supergirl found out, she might want to merge them back together, but Lena found that idea impossible to stomach. Lena tried not to dwell on it while she phoned for her private car and traveled home. Her heat was taking a toll on her emotions and she found herself on the brink of tears, but also trembling with an arousal so strong that she could barely walk. 

 

When she finally stepped foot into her apartment, a fresh wave of Rara’s alpha scent had her whimpering.

 

“You are back, beautiful Lena?” Rara called out from one of the rooms, and then in a blur, she was right there, standing in front of Lena with a heavy leather book in one hand and a gleeful smile on her face. “I have missed you, but I learned of the Shakespeare.” She announced proudly, shaking the book for emphasis as she stalked closer, sniffing at the air curiously as she spoke. “I cannot compare you to a summer day because to me, you are the bright Sun. Much better than one nice day.”

 

“You know, Shakespeare used that metaphor, too,” Lena replied and stuck out her chin as she thought of Romeo and Juliet and how their foolish love affair resulted in death. “In a play.” She added, wondering if Rara was onto something and if their romance would have a tragic end, too.

 

Pushing that morbid thought far from her mind, Lena drank in the alpha aromas in the air that she craved so much. Rara was eager to get at her and touch her all over.

 

Stopping short of knocking Lena over, Rara ghosted the tip of her nose over her throat before she circling Lena slowly, “You have scent of me all over…” She said in wonderment, her eyebrows furrowed and head tipped to the side as she puzzled over it.

“I can explain.” Lena began, her mouth dry and panties soaked. Her heat was ramping up because her entire apartment was filled with Rara’s pheromones and her proximity had her weak in the knees.

“Your need is so strong that you smell of me.” Rara stated, her voice laced with arousal as she inhaled the scents that clung to Lena. “Yes, I like this.” She tossed the book aside to run her hands over Lena’s sides, pulling her close to huff into her neck warmly with a low growl of desire.

Lena took deeper, gasping breaths that expanded her chest as she practically fell forward into Rara’s arms. She realized that the alpha pheromones were double the potency because she could still smell Kara. Her eyes watered up and she dragged herself away before she acted on the impulsive temptation to take her clothes off. 

“I need to introduce you to someone,” Lena choked out and dropped onto the sofa, where she hunched over and pressed her thighs together. Her pussy throbbed with painful arousal and her nipples ached even underneath the whispery light fabric of her blouse. She had never experienced a heat this unbearable before and she heard a whine come from her throat that sounded almost inhuman.

 

Rara hurried to her side in concern, and just as she perched on the cushion beside Lena, Kara’s voice called through the apartment. “Lena?” 

An instinctive snarl came from Rara as she moved into a protective stance, partially blocking Lena. It wasn’t her fault, because she was reacting the way any alpha would when a perceived- mate was in such an intense state of heat.

“It’s okay.” Lena rasped, reaching out to tug on the back of Rara’s shirt to get her attention. “Friend.” She enunciated, before her hand fell heavily back to her side and she melted into the couch.

“Le—”
 

Her name died on Kara’s lips when she came to a halt in the doorway, jaw slack and eyes wide behind her glasses. Her surprise shifted instantly to a defensive frown. Kara stepped closer, but Rara moved first, and in a quick blur grabbed a box of scones out of Kara’s hands and brought them straight to Lena.

“This is friend you have feelings for? It is me?” Rara asked, a perplexed frown on her face as she opened the box to offer Kara’s gift as if it was her own to give. “Why did you not say?”

 

Bewildered, Kara sputtered out, “Who are you? Get away from Lena, you Russian imposter!”

 

“Stop, Kara,” Lena pleaded. “She is you. Part of you. The Harun-el split Supergirl...”

Lena didn’t have the energy to get up or defuse the potential crisis situation. Thankfully, Rara sat down beside her and the physical contact seemed to soothe the terrible ache that grew inside of her, but not nearly enough to stop the way her heat left her fevered.

Rara took a bite out of one of the scones and then set the box aside as she muttered through the mouthful, “Your friend is not smart. I see why you don’t mention we are same.”

“Wait, what?” Kara cried out in shock. “Is this — is this the other person you’ve been seeing?” 

Kara stumbled forward, her own alpha pheromones unfurling like an invisible wave to swallow up whatever air was left in the room. “You slept with her?”

Sweat dotted Lena’s forehead and trickled down the side of her cheek as she fought to maintain her concentration. The defensive and protective pheromones came at her on both sides and she swallowed them up as she lifted her eyes towards Kara. 

“I know how it seems, Kara, but there are these months where I barely hear from you.” Lena exhaled and attempted to pull her blouse up over her nose to block out some of the irresistible alpha fragrance. “I didn’t know it was because you’re Supergirl. I assumed you saw me as a friend and that you must be dating other people. Over the past few years, I developed strong feelings for you and I genuinely thought they were unrequited. Believe me, I didn’t intend for all of this to happen like this. It just felt so natural and now I know why.”

Lena was impressed she had managed to say that much, given all of the overwhelming symptoms of her heat. She leaned heavily into the side of the sofa with a quiet, pained whine. Her clothing stuck to her skin and she practiced breathing out with slow, measured breaths.

Rara seemed reluctant to leave her, but stood up to circle around Kara like they were about to have a wrestling match. 

“You love Lena, but don’t tell her?” Rara quietly asked in disapproval, furrowing her brow as if she took personal offense to that. “You must put blame on yourself.”

Kara eyed the doppelganger warily, her mouth opening then shutting before she finally admitted, “I was afraid.”

“Fear is wasted emotion. Steals time and energy. Love is much better.” Rara murmured, her gaze lingering on Kara’s face as they sized each other up without hostility.

“You might be right about that.” Kara whispered and raised her hand up curiously. Rara mirrored her and tentatively, they pressed their palms together. 

Kara blinked rapidly and tipped her head to the side, “You’re really real. But I - I don’t feel like I’m missing a piece of myself. How can that be?”

Rara shrugged as if it meant very little to her and then squinted as something registered in her mind. “Is you who is all over Lena.”

Taken off guard with the question, Kara’s face reddened and she sputtered out,“ Well I- we - it was, uh…”

 

Kara cleared her throat placed her hands on her hips as she asserted, “You know, that’s not really any of your business.”

Rara huffed out a breath, her gaze flicking over Kara’s face before she frowned at the glasses. “You do not need those.” She remarked, and snatched them off Kara’s face to place them on her own as if playing dress up. She blinked owlishly through the clear glass, but when she went to take them off she activated the Super suit, and with a noise of surprised glee, Rara watched as it materialized over her clothes. 

“Yes I would like a pair of these!” Rara declared, and with a happy little bounce in her step, rushed over to the couch. “Lena, I have a cape!”

“Hey be careful with those!” Kara hissed, and then snatched the glasses back with an irritated little grunt. “They’re not a toy.” She chastised her double, and then glanced at Lena with a worried furrow of her brow. “You don’t look so good, and we can – we can talk about all of this later.” Kara motioned towards Rara, who took immediate offense and motioned back at her.

“I will get water for you, beautiful Lena.” Rara announced, and then shot off to grab a pitcher that she filled with lemon slices and ice water.

That gave Kara time to sit down and press her palm to Lena’s forehead. “I brought you the um, the thing we talked about earlier.” She passed Lena a little packet just as Rara reappeared with the pitcher and a tall glass of water that she carefully pressed into Lena’s hands.

 

Lena took the packet, but she was too shaky to unwrap it while holding the glass of water. “Thank you, Kara,” she whispered.
 

“Drink,” Rara encouraged, brushing the damp hair from Lena’s face tenderly. “I will take care of you.”

Lena had no will to fight, especially when dealing with someone as enthusiastic and caring as Rara, so she gulped down the water and put the empty glass down on the table. Her leaden arm dropped the second her fingers released it, and with both Kara and Rara close enough to touch, her arousal became so severe that Lena required immediate relief.
 

The only option was to retreat to her room and lock the door behind her while she took care of her own needs. She got to her feet and stepped over Kara’s legs, but she was already working open the buttons on her top. 

Her half-hearted effort to make it to the bedroom ended abruptly when Kara followed her.
 

Lena whimpered incoherently and the noise stuck in her throat as she hiked up her skirt in desperation. 

 

“Please, Kara,” Lena begged, sweating profusely as she removed her blouse and bra, then peeled down her slippery panties. It exposed her gorgeously pink cunt, already so swollen with desire that her tiny bead of nerves protruded. She touched herself without shame, although she did feel some confusion about why her heat was affecting her like it never had before.

Lena’s lungs were congested with superhuman alpha pheromones and she had just enough mental clarity to figure out that Kara’s scent had changed her. 

“I think you’re having an effect on me.” Lena exhaled breathlessly and reached out to steady herself on Kara's arm. “It’s like my heat is twice as strong because of what happened between us. All of us.” 

“You need your alphas.” Rara stated, so matter of factly that even Kara nodded along with her until the plural of alphas must have registered, and then she shot Rara a look as if she was seriously considering challenging herself for the right to help Lena.

Oblivious to the emotions on Kara’s face, Rara pushed by her and effortlessly scooped Lena into her arms. She carried her into the bedroom as if she intuitively understood what Lena needed. “We can undress too. We will make it all better, lovely Lena. You’ll see.”

With adoration, Rara placed Lena into the middle of her king sized bed and removed her skirt before Lena tangled herself in it. 

Rara tossed the skirt aside and then began to strip down, aware that Kara was faltering in the doorway. “Now is not the time to wait.” She said, turning as she slid off her boxers to stand proud and ready, not in the least bothered by her own nakedness.

“Wow, okay, uh—”
 

Kara looked at the ceiling instead of the raging erection that she probably wished wasn’t so familiar and then stumbled over her own feet as she entered the bedroom. “Look I — I want to help, but this is weird. I mean sure I’ve seen myself naked but not — not this way.”

Rara tipped her head to the side, as if she hadn’t considered how strange the situation was, and then much to Kara’s horror, walked over to place her hands on her shoulders. “I do not remember being you, but we are one, and I feel what you feel, especially for Lena. She needs us, and that requires action, not thinking. It is what we do for love.”

 

Kara couldn’t argue with that, but she did point Rara towards the bed so that she could undress in peace, and then all but dove under the covers to settle beside Lena on her left side.

Rara was already spooning her on the right and lightly tracing soothing patterns of nothing over Lena’s abdomen as she nuzzled into her neck. “It is going to be okay, Lena. We are here.”
 

“Yeah, I’m –  we –  we’re here.” Kara stammered, then rolled onto her side to mold herself into Lena. She closed her eyes, perhaps to block out the sight of Rara, and inhaled the heady perfume of Lena’s arousal.

Lena was too adrift in alpha pheromones to so much as raise her head from the pillow.
 

All Lena had the presence of mind to mutter was Kara’s name, with the hope that she might slow this down or ask them both to talk, but all of her inhibitions were gone and her primal instincts had taken over. She was a different creature altogether with her sexuality dictating her every move. With not only one, but two alphas beside her, the odds were not in her favor.

Nude and bathed in her own sweat, Lena became a shivery mess of hormones and omega submission. 

No thought went into her actions as Lena bent over and pressed her mouth to Kara’s cock. She kissed over the head, caressing the sensitive rim with her lips and tongue. Rara’s hands were on Lena’s back, massaging over her hips and ass. 

Lena gagged herself by taking too much of Kara’s cock into her throat, but she never hesitated or stopped. Her tongue swirled under and around Kara, and she sucked the alpha’s cock into her warm cheek. Tingles of contentment went through her body and she moaned in gratitude, thanking Kara for giving her what she needed. 

Rara let out a soft rumble of approval and succumbed to her own animal drives to urge Lena on. She clutched at the back of Lena’s neck with a gentle hold, fingers curling into Lena’s hair.

 

“I want to belong to you,” Lena huffed with a mouth that was reddening from vigorous use. “I’m so weak for you, Kara. So in love that I would give myself to you over and over again.” Her eyes roamed from Kara to Rara and she smiled, thoroughly intoxicated on Super pheromones.

 

“In any form.” Lena added as she reached out to cup Rara’s face in her palm adoringly. It was clear she spoke of them both, that she needed the two of them. 

Whatever jealousy Kara had been feeling must have been lulled by that admission and the potent scent of her omega pheromones.

 

Kara’s hand snaked down Lena’s abdomen to slip her fingers between her glistening, puffy lips and push three into her desperate cunt.
 

Rara silenced a keening whine as it reached Lena’s lips by claiming them with a passionate, hard kiss that took the breath from her lungs and melted her into the mattress.
 

Lena had never been in such an extreme heat in all her life, nor had she felt so thoroughly weightless in a sea of sensuality as she did with both of them worshipping her.
 

Kara kissed and nipped down her throat, exhaling soft growls as she curled her fingers inside Lena’s sopping cunt to massage her good and deep. Rara sucked at her nipple, teasing the pebbled flesh with the tip of her tongue while two of her fingers stroked over Lena’s engorged, slippery clit.
 

Breathy whimpers and moans escaped Lena, her eyes glazed and unfocused. Her cunt gushed with slick and she rolled her hips, mewling for more even as her first, quick orgasm shook her frame with blissful sensation.

It wasn’t enough. It didn’t even touch upon the maddening needs that had her aching to be ravaged.

Kara took to her neck, biting and soothing her with kisses that left behind red marks from her lips and teeth. Rara’s focus shifted to her pussy, and her fingers played with Lena’s slit, stretching her lips apart and exposing her tight hole. 

It seemed like Kara sensed her doppelgänger’s plan and they both slid their fingers into Lena, stuffing her full until she was all too ready for more. They were all acting on their baser nature and lust and feeding off the long existing love between them. 

Lena curled over on her knees to lavish Rara’s cock with attention, while Kara grasped her by the waist and slid into Lena’s pussy.

 

To have her needs satisfied and have the taste of Rara on her tongue was a new ecstasy for Lena.
 

As Kara pitched her hips against Lena’s ass and sank fully in the warm tight space of her pussy, Lena rolled her fist over Rara’s cock in gentle jerks. She swept her tongue over the cleft at the top and puckered her greedy lips. 

“You are so beautiful, Lena,” Rara praised, stroking the stray hair from Lena’s face and nestling it behind her ear. “It is my privilege to love you. I do not remember much of the past before you. I am not sure I had one, but if I exist only to love you from this day on, then I will be forever happy.”
 

Lena moaned in response to the heartfelt words and gazed longingly up at Rara as she took as much of her cock into her throat as she could manage. She hadn’t expected such veneration to come from them both, but they were one and the same, and this moment they were sharing unified all three of them.

“You mean everything to me, Lena,” Kara rumbled out, her voice thick and rough with a mixture of love and lust. “I know what you need and I will always be here to give it to you, because I want you to be mine.” She slid one hand up the supple expanse of Lena’s back to clasp the nape of her neck, emulating the way Rara had held her earlier, and then began to take her at a more powerful pace.
 

Every rock of Kara’s hips plunged her shaft into Lena’s liquid heat and the motion pushed her forward so that Lena’s open mouth engulfed Rara’s erection fluidly. Both of the Supers groaned from the sensation and Lena grabbed onto Rara’s thighs to anchor herself as she bobbed her head. It was deliciously debased and Lena couldn’t get enough of them.
 

Rara’s hands clutched her face tenderly but she was moving now, pushing her cock in and out of Lena’s wet throat with low, sultry moans, and Lena sucked harder, fervently slurping and gulping. She felt ravenous for the excitement that would spill into her mouth and shamelessly pushed herself back into every fast thrust that Kara gave her.

The sound of her drenched cunt being filled and her hungry mouth taking what it could left Lena lightheaded with desires she hadn’t even known she harbored. Kara’s hand relented on the base of her neck to grab at Lena’s hips, and her strong thighs smacked into her ass with shallower thrusts. 

Kara groaned in a telltale way that had Lena whimpering and pleading around Rara’s cock.

“She wants this.” Rara husked, her own gaze locking with Lena’s as she stroked her cheek with her thumb and tangled her fingers in her hair. “Don’t deny her.”

“I could never.” Kara rasped, her hands tightening around Lena’s hips to pull her into quick, deep thrusts as her cock throbbed. “I love her too much.” She confessed in an emotional whisper and then slammed into Lena’s cunt. Kara held her steady and the alpha’s guttural groan signaled the first, powerful spurt of her release inside Lena’s pussy.

It thrilled Lena to hear Kara’s declaration of love, even if she had only acknowledged those deeper feelings to herself in the heat of the moment. Those simple words still filled Lena with hope and elation as Kara also filled her up with come. Lena’s inner muscles rippled to coax all of it from Kara’s cock.
 

At the same time, Lena formed her mouth to the shape of Rara, hollowing her cheeks as she felt the first hard pulse of pleasure. She listened to the low moans of both alphas, pumping her with so much seed that it blasted hotly at the back of her throat and poured from her pussy. Reacting off of each other’s pheromones, Lena sensed the possessive drives in both Kara and Rara, and that they wanted to drench her in their superhuman alpha scents and claim every part of her. 

Kara positioned her on the bed, moving Lena to rest on top of her and kissing along the side of her neck and ear. “You feel so good in my arms,” she muttered. 

Fitting themselves together in a close embrace, Rara slipped into Lena’s cunt from above while Kara’s mouth sought out Lena’s, kissing her with more romance and assertiveness than Lena ever experienced in a kiss. 

 

Rara thrust into her at a pace that was almost soothing, rubbing the tight curve in her pussy where she ached for it. Her slow pelvic undulations pressed the throbbing bead between her thighs against Kara’s cock. Lena whimpered against Kara’s lips, unable to express in words that she needed more. 

Kara instinctively knew and slotted her cock into Lena. As aroused as she was, Lena’s pussy could barely handle the extreme stretch of Rara, let alone double that girth, and yet she begged for it. 

“Please, please, Kara,” Lena cried as both alphas sank into her, and Rara continued a gentle rock to massage her inside.

 

The potent scents of their mixed arousal and pheromones were overwhelming and Lena reveled in it. Every moan that Kara kissed from her lips became an erotic glide of their tongues and she demanded more by biting at Kara’s mouth between whines. They stretched her so completely that it kept her precariously on the edge of desire, pain and extreme pleasure, and Lena felt wild from it.
 

She dug her sharp nails into Kara’s shoulders without fear of hurting her, and she ground into the alphas’ rigid lengths, forcing more into her reddened and sensitive hole. Trickles of slick and creamy excitement secreted out of her stuffed cunt, lubricating their cocks as Rara rolled her hips with exquisite dedication that kept Lena on the precipice of orgasm.

Lena was getting off on the love that flowed between them all so freely, twice as much as she ever thought possible, and more than Lena thought she deserved. 

Rara’s hands were masterfully skimming over Lena’s lower back and hips, and she murmured soft praises under her breath that Lena couldn’t quite grasp.
 

Lena buried her face into Kara’s neck and fisted the sheets on either side of her as she tensed so much that her jaw shook. Her body so was hot she felt like she might combust, but she craved the intensity of it all.

“I - yesss - more of, oh - please I ne-uuhhnf. ”
 

She was begging again in labored groans and garbled words, but the feeling behind them was enough to move Kara into action. Kara pushed her hand between their bodies so that her fingers could strum over Lena’s swollen clit. 

 

Euphoria burst through Lena, shaking her limbs and evoking a strangled cry from her throat as all of her muscles pulled tight, and her cunt spasmed in glorious, uncontrolled bliss.

Rara reacted to that, jolting her hips forward to sink her cock deep into Lena. Thick surges of Rara’s come pumped against her cervix and Lena almost fainted from drawn out pleasure. Neither alpha had knotted in her, but with both of their cocks secure inside her cunt, Lena felt like an omega who had been thoroughly mated. 

Somewhere in her mind was a cautionary thought about that, but Lena pushed it to the back and picked out the nicest thought she could reach in that impassioned moment.
 

She was content, loved and her body limp from the best sex of her life. Her heat had only just begun and this time Kara would take care of her. 

It took Lena some time to recover, but when she finally regained mental clarity, she glanced up at Kara and then over her shoulder at Rara. They separated from each other, and one by one Lena’s concerns from earlier brought a fresh blush to her face, which had nothing to do with her heat. 

“Thank you both for taking care of me,” Lena whispered as Rara brought her a glass of water and Kara self-consciously stepped back into her boxers. 

“I don’t feel like myself right now,” Lena added as her omega scents blanketed the room, soft and appealing. She still called to both of the alphas with her heat and it would only be a matter of time until her sexual appetites returned. 

Guilt constricted her throat while she stared at Kara’s back and watched the alpha pull on a shirt. “Kara?” she whispered. 

“She is feeling mixed up inside.” Rara stated, her head tilted as she observed the way Kara’s shoulders stiffened with tension. “Like the eggs when you make breakfast.”

 “I am not,” Kara hissed defensively as she spun around, but her head hung guiltily and her eyes found Lena and then darted to the wall as she shrugged in agitation. “Okay so maybe I am.”

Rara turned her attention to Lena and held her hand out in a manner that showed she was right. “Is what I said.”

Kara frowned and folded her arms, her lips pressing together as she struggled to articulate how she was feeling. “Look, it doesn’t mean I’m upset. All of this is just… different. When you said you were seeing someone, I didn’t know it was a version of me and I still don’t understand why you never told anyone that I –  that Supergirl – had split. What does that even mean? I assume it happened when we were helping Sam. So, is one of us evil? Because I still feel like me.” 

Kara made a face and groaned under her breath, and Lena’s heart sank a little because she could see that Kara was starting to freak out.

“I do not feel evil.” Rara mumbled, her face contorting as if perhaps she never considered that she could do anyone harm with her superhuman abilities. “No, that is wrong assumption.” She declared and looked to Lena for confirmation.

Lena wrapped a bedsheet around herself and took a step towards Kara, knowing it was a risk that might send her running. “Rara is right. I believe the Harun-el simply replicated you. There was no other force inside you like there was with Sam. If I had thought there was any risk to Supergirl, I would have contacted you. I might not see eye to eye with your alter-ego but I’d never harm her. You know that.”

Kara gave a sharp nod of agreement after a few seconds of hesitation, and Lena’s eyes widened in distress as she took in the signs of Kara’s doubt. 

“You don’t believe me.” Lena’s pitch rose higher, and if not for the fact that her throat was still raw from what they did in bed, she might have even sounded a little hysterical over that fact. Her mouth hung open and then her jaw tightened in insult. “I figured we would be past the trust issues after sleeping together, especially because I immediately forgave you for lying to me.” 

“Lena, I trust you.” Kara sighed, hanging her head as she fumbled to come up with an explanation for her behavior. “And after keeping my identity a secret for so long, I appreciate that you trust me in return. It’s just — I’m still processing this whole situation, okay? I’m going to have to tell Alex and everyone at the DEO about Rara and the holidays are coming up. I also don’t know how to explain our complicated relationship to everyone.” 

“So don’t explain it,” Lena huffed, her eyes luminescent with the lightest shine of tears, which might have shown how upset she was, if not for how she schooled her face. “You can clearly keep a secret from someone you supposedly love. You did it with me for years. We don’t have to tell anyone about what we’re doing together.” 

It sounded like an easy solution, one that Kara could never contest, not without a fight. 

 

They all swore to hide the truth from Alex and the rest of their friends, but it would take some extra effort on everyone’s part with Lena’s heat going strong. 

Lena’s hormones continued to afflict her throughout the day, and just when she thought she had entered a calmer state after sex, her urges ramped up again. She bought every scent masking spray and heat-reducer on the market, but none of the products helped.
 

The only way to soothe her heat was to have both of her alphas with her at all times, and the next few weeks turned into a constant balancing act, where Kara and Rara tried to keep her satisfied and Kara had to lie about her whereabouts whenever Alex contacted her. 

By the week before Christmas, Lena had developed a stronger scent perfume to conceal her perpetually aroused state and everyone at the DEO had met and puzzled over Rara.

The general consensus that Alex and Brainy reached was that they needed to tread carefully, because they had no idea what it might mean if Rara was harmed: would Kara also feel pain? Did their connection run deeper than their identical physical make-up? No one had answers to those questions, even after repeated experimentation and medical tests, and Lena suggested the easiest course of action was to integrate Rara into their lives while they continued their investigations on her. 

That was why Rara had been extended her own invitation when Alex hosted Christmas Eve at her place. 

Alex did her best to include Rara in the meal prep, even though Rara ate the entire bag of marshmallows for the sweet potato casserole and repeatedly opened the oven door to check on the turkey. Holiday baking went no smoother, because Rara loved sprinkles and other cookie toppings. She decided to add some to every dish when Alex and Kara were busy checking on Lena, who was at that point vomiting in the bathroom. 

“It was the eggnog,” Lena explained while wiping at her mouth and offering a placating smile to Alex. “It was too rich. Rara also made me try all of those appetizers.”
 

She was still half bent at the waist, but she shuffled back to the kitchen with Kara trailing after her, holding out a glass of water in determination. Lena accepted the glass and drank while Alex took more dishes off the stove and set out another small plate of cookies for Rara to keep her occupied. Rara ate them all and then searched for other snacks on the counter. 

“So Christmas is the holiday of eating?” Rara asked curiously and popped a Brussels sprout into her mouth, which she immediately ejected across the room at such a high speed that it crashed through the window. She turned towards Alex in dismay, her eyebrows scrunching as she accused, “You try to kill me.”

Alex looked aghast at the sight of her broken window, and then snapped her head to face Rara so fast she nearly caused herself whiplash. “Those are still raw.” Her tone was clipped and there was a sharpness to her narrowed eyes as she carried on chastising her. “If you’d wait until they were cooked and sautéed in some butter with chestnuts and bacon—”

“I would like to see the bacon.” Rara instantly perked up, and glanced around as if she expected to see it sitting out.

Kelly stepped in to coax Rara towards the dining room. “Why don’t I tell you about Christmas, and all the wonderful movies that have been made about it, and you can help me set the table while Alex finishes prepping the food?”
 

“Thank you, yes, I would like that,” Rara agreed, and smiled when Kelly linked their arms to guide her out of the kitchen. “I like the reindeers in your ears. They have sparkles like your eyes.”

Kelly seemed enchanted by Rara’s effortless and earnest compliment about her earrings, much to the chagrin of Alex, who accidentally flambéed the sprouts in her distraction. “Are we sure she’s safe to be around?”
 

“Are you?” Nia shot back, quickly covering the vegetables with a lid before they turned to cinder. She took over cooking and subtly shoved Alex towards the island where she snagged a beer.
 

Brainy settled beside Alex and helped himself to one as he leaned on the counter to impart some wisdom. “Rara appears to be in touch with her authentic self. I can see why you and Kara might find that threatening, Alex, but I assure you that she’s no more dangerous than any of us.”

Alex gave him a look that conveyed she didn’t find that comforting, considering they were all well-adept at being lethal when it was needed, but instead of voicing her opinion she chugged at her bottle and eyed Lena and Kara suspiciously.

Lena pointedly ignored Alex’s scrutiny and reached out to steal a cookie from the plate that the older Danvers had declared off-limits after Rara had eaten nearly all of them. She regretted the cookie as soon as it touched her lips and gulped down more of the water Kara gave her. 

Between keeping a close eye on Rara and hovering by Lena the whole night, Kara was drawing attention to herself. She had a sappy smile on her face when Lena glared in her direction and put some distance between them. Kara was tuning out the conversation and only snapped out of her daydream when Alex tossed an uncooked sprout at her. 

“I think when the Harun-El split you from Rara, it gave each of you half a brain,” Alex commented and grabbed a handful of chex mix, which she munched while gesturing at Kara. “What’s going on with you tonight?”

Kara blushed and dropped her eyes away from Lena, then hissed at Alex in a whisper, “Nothing, I’m just trying to take care of Lena. She hasn’t been feeling well and it’s Christmas Eve. I know I usually stay at your place, but I was thinking maybe I should offer to stay with her. We're probably just going to bake cookies and watch movies. Besides, Kelly will be spending the night at your place. I’ll just be—”

“A third wheel?” Alex intoned meaningfully, raising both of her eyebrows at Kara as she continued to be oblivious to the way Lena eavesdropped on the conversation.

 

Kara choked on her own saliva and shook her head, laughing nervously enough to make everyone within a five-mile radius very curious.

Brainy never bothered to lower his voice, despite the way he shifted to move closer to Alex to state, “On a serious note, I’m inclined to believe that Kara could be mentally impaired. We didn’t run many tests on her brain after we concluded her vitals were perfect. Perhaps that was an oversight.”
 

“I’m not mentally impaired!” Kara insisted, offended by the suggestion and the fact that Brainy still looked to Alex for her input. It didn’t help that Alex wobbled her hand as if Brainy had a point. “Will you stop that? I’m just in the holiday spirit. That’s all. You two could try getting into it, instead of sitting there like judgmental grinches.”
 

“Where is the Grinch?” Rara asked, on high alert as she zoomed straight back to the kitchen and defensively stood in front of Lena as if she meant to protect her. “I will not let it steal Christmas.” She asserted, her hands outstretched as she backed up slightly and then looked over her shoulder towards Lena. “I will keep you safe.”
 

Lena softened at Rara’s selfless instinct and reached out to gently squeeze her arm in appreciation, unaware of how her eyes shined with adoration.
 

Alex noticed, however, and quirked an eyebrow as she swung her attention to Kara, who was jutting her chin out like a petulant child. “There is no Grinch. It’s just an expression.” Kara grumbled under her breath.

 

“My bad, that’s on me,” Kelly quickly explained, venturing back into the kitchen with an empty wine glass and a grin. “I was just telling Rara about some of the popular Christmas movies.”
 

Kara rolled her eyes and stalked over to the fridge to pour herself a drink from a bottle that was clearly labelled as alien alcohol, and then helped Nia until the timer went off and they could finally pull the turkey from the oven.
 

“Now we just have to let the turkey rest. Everything else is done, so why don’t we grab some snacks and have a good ol’ game of charades?” Nia suggested enthusiastically as she covered the turkey with foil.

“Why must the turkey rest? He is already dead,” Rara complained and lifted a knife to point it at the golden bird, as if she was thinking about carving it up. 

Nia only laughed and patted Rara on the shoulder on her way towards the living room. Everyone gathered around the coffee table, sitting on the sofa and on cushions or chairs. 

Lena persuaded Rara to put down the knife and then settled down on the floor next to Kara. “I’m with you,” she asserted.

Kara seemed intent on finishing her glass of alien brew before they started and Lena could tell she was feeling buzzed.
 

As she grew less inhibited, Kara gravitated closer and became outright handsy. Fortunately their friends were too focused on the game to pick up on it.

J’onn mimed an action, pretending to a build a snowman, but Alex guessed that he was playing tennis or golf because of the awkward way he moved his hands.

When it was Kara’s turn, she picked up a card and her eyes lit up, then she turned to Lena and folded her arms around herself as if she were being hugged and nodded at Lena as if that would help, then swayed side to side.
 

The clues were confusing Lena and she squinted at the way Kara’s hands ran down her sides as if she was cold.
 

“Shiver? Chilled?”
 

Kara shook her head and then tipped it back and ran one of her hands through it. It only occurred to Lena that the alpha was feeling more than a little tipsy when she started pointing to herself and then back at Lena as if trying to spark a connection.

“Hugging?” Lena guessed as she watched Kara sway again. She could only hope there wasn’t something indecent written on that card. “Dancing?”
 

Kara pointed at her as if the word dancing was on the right track, but that took Lena to a dead end, because Kara lifted her hands to her face and pretended to cry out.

“Tears? Distress? Misery?” Lena blurted, getting easily frustrated when Kara shook her head each time. “Anguish. Torture! What about torture?”

“Jesus, Lena, should we be worried that you’re depressed?” Alex interrupted, sending a worried glance her way as Lena arched an eyebrow in return. “What the hell kinds of guesses are those?”

“Just look at Kara, and tell me she doesn’t look like she’s in pain right now,” Lena complained and gestured at the ridiculous alpha, who was still making an open-mouthed face with her eyes scrunched shut.
 

When their time was up, Rara bolted to Kara’s side to grab the card from her hand. She squinted at the word and then gave Kara an incredulous look. “That is not how you show organism.”

Kara blinked and gazed at the card, which Rara helpfully held up for her. Slowly, her face began to redden and she shuffled where she stood and forced out a laugh, “Oh I-I read it as orga—”
 

“Aaalllright,” Lena suddenly cut in with a sing-song tone so loud that it startled Nia beside her and caused everyone to shift their attention away from Kara. “Who else is ready for turkey, because I am starved?”

“Oh, yes, we eat now!” Rara eagerly agreed, and hurried off to the kitchen before anyone could stop her.
 

“Wait so what exactly did you think was on that card?” Alex asked Kara once she got to her feet, not so subtly eyeballing Lena.

Kara was a shade darker than the cranberry sauce that was already on the table as she shrugged helplessly and ducked her head down. “I can’t remember.” She mumbled, but just as she was passing J’onn, she heard Nia gasp. 

“Oh my god it was—”
 

Lena cleared her throat sharply, and as everyone turned to glance at Nia, the young reporter laughed anxiously and supplied with a squeak, “Origami.”
 

“Origami?” Alex reiterated with a deadpan face and tone of suspicion.

“Yes! That uh, that was absolutely what I thought it said,” Kara lied unconvincingly, and widened her smile until it might have hurt her cheeks had she been prone to feeling pain.

“Right. You were trying to fold yourself into shapes.” Nia added, and linked her arm through Kara’s to hurry her away from her sister before she could make another remark.

 

Alex squinted at Kara and then opened her mouth to speak. 

Lena tightened her jaw in preparation for an onslaught of questions while she silently planned just how to punish Kara for drawing such unwanted attention to their relationship.

Thankfully Kelly sensed her tension and grabbed Alex to drag her into the kitchen. “If you don’t get in there, Rara will eat everything before it even touches a plate,” Kelly warned.

 

In the end, everyone was too focused on plating the food and setting up the table to ask Kara or Lena any uncomfortable questions.

Lena softened when she saw how fidgety Kara was at the dinner table and somehow found herself making up a plate with all of the alpha’s favorites. No one would make assumptions about it, because Lena regularly took care of Kara this way.

 

Lena also served Rara before she worried about herself, and if that planted any seeds of curiosity in her friends’ minds, they were all too busy eating to comment. 

Rara ate with a fork and knife, silent the entire time that her mouth was full. She sulked when Lena added another helping of vegetables to her plate, only to perk up when Kara gave her extra gravy and another dinner roll.

While Lena was busy chatting to Nia about a fashion article, Rara tried to sneak all of her brussels sprouts on other peoples’ plates. 

All in all, they feasted without incident and it wasn’t until dessert that another problem arose.
 

Around that time, Lena’s scent perfume began to fade and she would have searched frantically through her purse for more, had she not experienced a strange bout of nausea. She felt ill enough to take off her heels and curl up on the sofa while everyone else was crowded together in the kitchen.

Rara came over to join her with an entire chocolate cake.
 

“Alex says this is for me, because I ruin the frosting,” Rara admitted. “I am not sorry I ruin it.”

“Hey, I wanted some of that,” Kara complained and dropped down next to Rara on the couch with her own fork brandished to attack.  

It brought a smile to Lena’s face to watch the alphas bicker over cake and she finally settled the disagreement for them by halving it.
 

“You don’t have to act like two grown children,” Lena reminded them, all too enamored with Kara’s grinning face and how she burst with excitement as she ate one of the fancy chocolate decorations from the top of the cake.

“Would like to act in other ways, beautiful Lena. When can we?” Rara asked in a whisper, sniffing not quite as inconspicuously as she should have at the fragrant perfume of Lena’s scents. She demolished a quarter of the cake and her fork was poised as if to take more, but the plate on her lap had begun to slant and Kara’s eyes widened comically when she seemed to realize why. 

“No—no, not here, not now, stop breathing.” Kara whined and elbowed Rara to try to make her sit hunched over so it wouldn’t look so obvious that the plate was precariously balanced over her growing erection.
 

“I need the air just like you.” Rara huffed out, her face scrunching as if it upset her to be told to hold her breath. “It is not my fault Lena has wonderful smell. You react too.” She raised her fork at Kara accusingly and pointed it to the tent forming in her pants. “I have plate to hide, but you have nothing.”
 

“Shoot.” Kara muttered under her breath, and grabbed for one of the pillows that Alex had scattered around for decoration. She settled it in her lap and was just about to sigh in relief when Alex walked over.

“Oh no you don’t.” Alex stated and made a grab for the pillow. “You spilled rocky road on my favorite pillow last week. I’m not going to allow you to get chocolate cake all over this one.”

Kara clamped her hands on the pillow and refused to let it go, her face flushing as a desperate laugh bubbled out of her. “I promise I won’t get anything on it. I — I don’t even want any more cake.” She stressed, much to Rara’s delight.

 

“You all hear her. The cake is mine!” Rara triumphantly announced and stuck her fork into the side that had been Kara’s as she claimed it all for herself.

Lena might have forced her to share, but she was too preoccupied with the knowledge that both alphas were aroused for her. It made Lena want to offer herself up to be shared between them just like that chocolate cake.  

 

She scooted away from them just in time to avoid complete humiliation, but her omega scents circulated easily around the apartment. The only way to save face was to duck into the guest bedroom and shut the door behind her.

Practically hyperventilating, Lena sat on the end of the guest bed where Kara usually slept when she spent the night at her sister’s apartment.

It should have been a quiet space to get her bearings, but even the faintest scent of Kara on the sheets was enough to put her in a desperate state. Before she could reconsider, she scooted back and slipped her hand into her panties. She rubbed two fingers over her aching clit, hoping to soothe herself before either alpha realized her absence.

It was indecent to pleasure herself in someone else's home with so many of her friends just on the other side of a door and yet Lena couldn’t control the need that wracked her body. 

Lena stifled a moan by biting her lip, her panties filled with slick already, and teased herself by dipping her fingers into her twitching, desperate hole just to fill it for a second as she imagined Kara pushing into her. 

Her mind drifted between fantasy and memory as she envisioned Rara stroking her clit and kissing down her throat. She could also feel the exquisite tension of her cunt being stretched around Kara’s knot and the soft, huffing grunts of both alphas as they satisfied her carnal whims.
 

Deliriously, Lena realized she had four fingers inside herself and her thumb was grinding into her clit. Her hips jerked and bucked and she had the good sense to slap her hand over her mouth as she came with gushing pulses around herself, soaking the bed beneath her and ruining her panties in the process. 

It should have been enough to sate her until she could get home, but all it did was heighten her need and she furiously continued to finger herself to the thought of the alphas finding her in such a compromising situation.

 

She spread her lips and rubbed deeper internally, but even that brought her nowhere close to the satisfaction she experienced with her alphas. 

Turning onto her belly, she pressed her face into the bed to muffle her moans and whimpers. The only noise she could do nothing about was from her pussy, sopping wet and loud as she slammed four fingers into herself.
 

Her spine curled and her wrist burned as she was unforgiving and hard on her own little cunt, but even after another body-shaking orgasm, she was all the more restless for sex.

 

Lena stayed face down on the bed for a long time, and when she finally managed to gather up the strength to move, she came up with plenty of reasons to leave the party early. 

Fortunately she was completely fevered and red in the face and moved like someone who was so sick she needed help to walk. She returned to the living room on shaky legs and sought out Kara. 

“I’m not feeling well, so I’m going to call it a night,” Lena lied, more for the benefit of Alex and Kelly, who were hovering close enough to hear their conversation. “Do you think you could take me home?”

Rara came over with an armload of gifts and reached around to grab a bag of leftovers. “You forget that we both have the Super hearing,” she sniffed, picking up on the notes of Lena’s arousal in the air. “We heard from down the hall that you are not well. We will accompany you home. Perhaps on our way, we can see this Santa Claus you mention flying over the city.” 

Kara chivalrously helped Lena into her coat, then turned to Alex with an apologetic slant to her lips.
 

“Go,” Alex urged. “Lena’s not been feeling great the past few hours. Just let us know how she’s doing later.”
 

Kara nodded, but she was too focused on Lena to glance away or give more of a response than that.

 

“We will call,” Rara agreed, and surprised Alex by pulling her into a hug, despite the bags she carried. “I enjoyed the Eve of Christmas with you, Alex. Next time I will cook for you and your Kelly, who tells me good stories.”

 

Kelly laughed softly and hugged Rara goodbye. “Look after those two for me, okay?” She murmured quietly, and Rara nodded sharply as if she had been assigned an important mission that she wouldn’t take lightly.

 

“Goodnight everyone.” Kara stated and Lena weakly managed to wrap her arms around the alpha’s waist and tuck her face into Kara’s shoulder in preparation for flight.

 

Rara opened the balcony door, and with a nod, they took to the skies, leaving a bewildered Alex behind to watch them vanish into the night.