You and Me Make Three - Chapter 2

To Lena’s astonishment, she entered her heat cycle much earlier than the calendar predicted — the very next day, when she was scheduled to meet with Kara for lunch. She considered postponing their plans, but her heat always did make her much more susceptible to emotional neediness. Her heat also worked against her in other ways, because Rara awoke to her enticing scent in the air, along with the smells of the pancakes and bacon Lena whipped up for breakfast. Rara never bothered to comb her hair or get dressed. She simply appeared in the kitchen door in a pair of boxers.

“Smells are so good,” Rara announced, rubbing at her stomach and licking the corner of her lip. “We eat our breakfast and go back to bed, beautiful Lena. You deserve a break from work.” 

She came over to bury her nose in Lena’s loose dark hair, wrap an arm around her waist, and reach over her to pull a pancake straight from the frying pan. 

Not bothering to wait until it cooled, Rara put it into her mouth and chewed with wide-eyed appreciation. While she ate, Rara saw fit to palm one of Lena’s breasts without even seeming aware that she was doing it. 

“Rara, I can’t come back to bed,” Lena muttered, keeping her voice quiet out of guilt and directing her eyes back towards the batter. She poured another perfectly round pancake and watched the little bubbles form on its surface.

“You remember how I told you about my friend?” Lena asked as she flipped the pancake to brown on both sides, but Rara snatched it up and stuffed it half-cooked into her mouth. 

“I remem your fren,” Rara answered while gulping down her pancake, in a much less civilized way than she had been eating as of late. It was like all of her instincts were on overload from being around Lena while in heat. 

As soon as Rara swallowed the pancake, she went back to touching Lena all over while grinding into her backside with an erection so hard it poked uncomfortably into Lena’s pajamas whenever she pushed forward. Rara attempted to run her hand sensually down Lena’s abdomen, but her fingers caught in the fabric and she tore a strip out that landed in the pancake batter.

Lena put her spatula onto the counter and touched the ruined material in shock.

“I apologize, Lena, I did not mean to do it.” Rara sulked, backing off with her head down and her pouty bottom lip sticking out.

How could she really fault Rara when she looked so pathetic, and when this only happened due to her heat? 

It was her own fault for not handling the situation better. Lena should have started her day with a few suppressor tablets, but she never did like taking them. She had always toughed it out, both by working overtime in her isolated lab and drinking a lot of expensive whiskey. This time she would have to think of another way to cope, one that wouldn’t result in the destruction of her clothes or personal property.

“Rara, I’m in heat and I feel like it’s going to have a strong effect on you for the next few weeks,” Lena explained and turned to see Rara with her mouth open, visibly salivating where she stood. “We talked about omegas and their heats a few weeks ago, so you already know what to expect, but experiencing my heat firsthand and all of the pheromones in the air might make it difficult for you to control certain urges. If that happens, you need only tell me, and I’ll figure out an intervention plan.” 

Rara seemed to snap out of her trance and brought her fist up to beat at her chest twice as she proclaimed fiercely, “Do not worry, beautiful Lena, I have good control. Strong, like the Ox. Will have no need for interventions.”

 

Lena hoped she was right, but as her eyes trailed down Rara slowly, like the syrup the Kryptonian poured over the half-prepared plate of breakfast, she couldn’t help but notice how Rara’s free hand had strayed to absently rub at the front of her boxer briefs where a very prominent bulge threatened to burst through the pair of Calvin Kleins.

The sight was distracting, and had the smell of burnt pancakes not roused her from staring, Lena might have done something foolish like try to feel it for herself. She quickly tossed the charred batter into the trash before Rara had the opportunity to eat it, and put some distance between them. The last thing she wanted to do was work the alpha up, and though it pained her to see the sad way Rara looked at her, she knew it was for the best, or she would never leave the apartment.

 

Lena couldn’t afford to skip another lunch with Kara or it would jeopardize their friendship. If she was honest, she had missed Kara dearly and the thought of seeing her sent warmth rushing through her body.

 

“I’ll be home later,” Lena promised, knowing the sooner she left, the sooner the air would clear of her potent scent. “The fridge is stocked with all of your favorite things.”

“Have good day at work, take many breaks, and enjoy time with your friend.” Rara murmured through a mouthful of bacon. She showed no signs of being upset as she waved at Lena with a bright smile—only adoration and sincerity, even if she was eating with her fingers again like a starved animal.

 

The scientist in Lena found it fascinating how fast her own pheromones could affect Rara, but the omega in her reacted to the animalistic traits with a fresh wave of heat and she hurried to whisper out, “Thank you.” 

Lena dressed and left the house without further incident, in part because Rara had already situated herself on the couch with a multitude of books, snacks and audio tapes. Netflix was on too, and Rara seemed to be multitasking her way through it all with efficiency.

 

By the time Lena made it into L-Corp, it was almost time to leave for lunch with Kara, and so she set her work aside to leave for the restaurant early.

Lena double checked the address because it was a new place that Kara had picked, and when she arrived, she noticed the distinctively romantic atmosphere. A waiter led her towards a table in the back, where Kara was already seated with her nose in a menu. 

 

Lena sensed everyone around her responding to her personal scents, and while most were polite enough not to gawk, every alpha in the room pulled their chairs a little closer to the tables where they sat. It might have been a wiser choice to dress more conservatively for this lunch date, but Lena had wanted to look good for Kara. Her skirt tapered high on the thigh and she left three buttons on her blouse undone. 

“Lena!” Kara squeaked out and threw back her chair in a rush to embrace her. 

With an almost giddy grin, Kara offered up the affection Lena always craved. 

Lena’s face radiated pure joy as she stepped into the beta’s open arms. She inhaled the warm, familiar scents of her best friend, only to raise her eyebrow as she caught a tinge of alpha scent on Kara’s collared shirt. 

The alpha scent went straight to her head and she held onto Kara, feeling suddenly weak and strangely close to begging her best friend for a sexual favor. It must have been a testament to how much her heat affected her mind, because even getting a whiff of alpha pheromones on Kara excited her to the point that she softly whimpered. 

Lena ran her hands along Kara’s pressed blue shirt and charming elbow-patch jacket. “You smell different today,” she muttered. “Is it a new perfume?”  

It never occurred to her that the stronger scent came from anyone other than Kara, or an alpha that Kara might be dating. The potency of it was so uniquely Kara, but the familiar beta scents also hung in the air, and there were plenty of colognes and perfumes on the market that could alter a person’s scents. 

“Oh it’s uh—yes.” Kara blurted, her eyebrows furrowing as she forced her smile to widen. “You smell really good too.” She was quick to state, her cheeks pink and eyes shimmering until she must have realized what she said and promptly choked on her breath. 

“I — I mean different, you smell different, but it’s nice, I like it.” Kara nodded eagerly and then waved her hand towards the table and pulled a seat out for Lena with a bashful smile. “I’m so glad you could make it. I know you’ve been really busy with — with work and stuff.”

Lena’s heart did a funny little flutter as she sank into the seat and found Kara intently observing the open buttons of her shirt. It encouraged Lena to sit straighter, pushing her shoulders back to ensure her chest was on full view. She saw the sharp way Kara inhaled, and Lena bit down on her lower lip as she reached out to take her friend’s hand.
 

“I know it isn’t always easy, trying to juggle our schedules, but I’m grateful for your patience, Kara,” Lena declared, hoping that her voice conveyed her heartfelt emotion. “I’m so sorry I had to cancel before.”

“It’s fine.” Kara laughed, and squeezed Lena’s hand as she tipped her head to the side. Her kind eyes locked with Lena’s and shined brighter than ever. “Things can be really hectic and you’re literally a genius so of course you’re going to be busy running L-Corp.”
 

Lena’s red lips parted in preparation to explain, but then she closed them to swallow thickly and shook her head. She could confide in Kara about the real reason she was tied up, but that would ruin their lunch. Lena selfishly wanted to enjoy her time with Kara instead of getting into a discussion about Rara and the Harun-El straight away. 

“Well we’re here now and that’s all that matters.” Lena found herself saying while her eyes strayed to take in the restaurant once more. “I’m a little surprised you picked this place for lunch,” she confided, “but I’m looking forward to testing the menu with you.” It was their thing, after all, to try new places together.
 

Kara grinned down at the table and then pushed her glasses up, her chin lifting subtly with a newfound confidence. “Well I wanted to make this memorable,” she softly insisted as a waiter walked over.

“Can I get you anything to drink?” He asked politely while fixing the cuffs on his crisp white shirt and smoothing down his waistcoat apron. If he could smell Lena’s heat he showed no signs of it, which meant he either had incredible self-control or he took inhibitors to get through the day as a way to deal with all of the pheromones that wafted through the restaurant.

Before Lena could recommend a wine, Kara surprised her by taking charge and ordering an expensive Bordeaux red that had the waiter smiling warmly in encouragement.

 

“An excellent choice,” He expressed honestly, and before he could walk off, Kara informed him, “Bring the bottle.”

“Are we celebrating a special occasion today?” Lena asked with a curious smile ticking up the corners of her mouth. Anticipation tingled along her neck as she unfolded her napkin over her lap. 

“Just the fact that we’re back together again,” Kara admitted and propped her chin on one hand while she leaned forward and stared at the straining fourth button on Lena’s blouse. 

Lena’s heat was making her all the more vulnerable and aware of her strong attraction to Kara. The scents from all of the luscious arousal in her panties drifted between them. She self-consciously crossed her legs and searched through her bag for a scent-masker.

 

After all of the distractions of the morning, she had forgotten to grab both her sprays and tablets. She flushed in embarrassment as she noticed that Kara was fixating on her.

“I should have mentioned I’m in heat,” Lena whispered confidentially and a rosy blush spread over her fair skin. “I didn’t want to cancel our plans again, but it’s hitting me pretty hard. You know I normally just seclude myself in my lab and work right through it.”

 

Kara nodded along to every word and inhaled deeply as she straightened in her chair. The effect of Lena’s heat inevitably hit her because she shifted subtly and her lips parted. “You know Lena, if you ever needed…” 

Kara trailed off and she sipped her glass of water as if her mouth had dried up. She gulped half the water down and set it aside before she tried to speak again. “Actually, there’s something I’ve been wanting to talk to you about. I was going to wait until after we ordered but I think I’ve waited long enough as it is.”

Loosening the top button of her shirt as if she was finding it harder to breathe, Kara began a speech that made Lena’s heart thump faster.
 

“You’re so special to me, Lena,” Kara emphasized. “You’re my best friend and I can’t imagine my life without you in it. I don’t want to say something that will change that, but I—”

“I’ve brought the wine. Would you like to sample it?” The waiter asked and proudly showed it off as if he had no idea he just interrupted an important moment. He uncorked the bottle and poured two glasses, with a vow that he would return in a few minutes after they selected their meals.

Lena swirled the wine around at the bottom of her glass and tasted it. It was the perfect bitter sweet drink to go with this conversation, which she had expected to have with Kara long ago, before the added complication of tracking down and sleeping with Supergirl’s doppelgänger.

 

Lena’s instinct was to tell Kara, because a secret like that could ruin their relationship before it even started, but she blundered through her confession. 

“I slept with someone,” Lena impulsively spat out and blinked in wide-eyed surprise at her own lack of tact. “This person came into my life unexpectedly and I developed a strong bond with her. I never meant to get romantically involved, but we share this strong mutual attraction and I decided to explore it. I hope this doesn’t alter what you planned to say to me, but I have to be completely honest with you, just like I was honest with her. I told her that I had feelings for someone else. For you, Kara.”

 

“Oh. Oh, wow…” Kara blinked rapidly and her surprise made her voice lighter and more shrill. She ran her hands down the front of her shirt, her jaw tensing as she exhaled through her nose.

 

“I mean—that’s — that is—that is what I wanted to say,” Kara clarified and raised her chin to lock eyes with Lena. “Well, the part about having feelings for you, not about — the other — other stuff.”

Either there was an alpha close by that was jealous, or it was Kara’s new perfume reacting with her beta scent, but the sudden shift in pheromones came on so fast that Lena had to clutch the table to steady herself.

Kara moved subtly to reach across the table and hold Lena’s hand. She caressed her thumb over the soft pale skin and asserted, “I want you to be more than your friend, Lena. I should have told you when first I realized that, but I’m telling you now.”

Those simple earnest words were all Lena had ever wanted to hear, but she dwelled on how Kara breathed, almost like she was hyperventilating. Kara still gritted her teeth together every time she tried to smile. 

“To be honest, I was sort of waiting for you to make the first move,” Lena confided with a weak roll of her shoulders that could have been a shrug. “I’m grateful you did, Kara. It feels silly now, but I worried you might not be attracted to omegas. For a while, I even wondered if you were seeing Supergirl, because you always seem to be in the same place at the same times—"

Kara choked on the wine she just sipped and set it aside as she waved a hand as if to dispel the thought from Lena’s mind. “No, no, I’ve never dated Supergirl, in fact I haven’t dated anyone in years. Probably because the only person I wanted was this really incredible CEO. Nobody else could compare to her.”

The tension in Kara’s shoulders melted and she sank back into her seat as she regarded Lena with curious, soft eyes. “I was hoping that our lunch date could be our first official date, but if you’re seeing someone else—”

“I understand if that changes how you feel about this, but I’m not the sort of person who can just turn my emotions off,” Lena succinctly explained, clutching the stem of her wine glass as she let her eyes rove over Kara’s face. “I would like to date you, more than anything, but I am still attached to this other woman. In so many ways, I think the reason I latched onto her was because she reminds me of you. I can’t—I can’t just remove her from my life.”

Lena paused, because she expected to be disappointed by how Kara reacted to her next proposal. “I’d like to explore my romantic feelings for both of you,” she stressed. “If this complicated situation isn’t a deal breaker, then I would really like to consider this our first date, Kara.” 

The candid way Lena spoke must have resonated with Kara because she fell silent for a long moment. Long enough for Lena to pour herself more wine because the building apprehension inside of her was reaching uncomfortable levels, but she didn’t want to say anything else until Kara had the time to process it all.

Kara studied her face with gentle eyes, before finally exhaling an almost silent, “Okay.”

 

“Okay?” Lena repeated because she wanted to make sure that her heat wasn’t making her hear what she wanted to hear. She felt her stomach do a pleasant little flip and tried to keep the hopeful smile off of her face.

“I can’t turn my feelings off either and it — it wouldn’t be fair to ask you to try to do something I’m not capable of myself.” Kara murmured as she pushed her glasses up to get a clearer view of Lena. “I mean, you’ve been honest and up front about what you want and I can’t fault that. I — I don’t know if I can handle seeing you with someone else, but if it gives you time to sort out your feelings, then I can try, because — well, because you’re worth it, Lena. You’re worth it to me and I want to give us a chance.”

 

Lena brightened at that and her smile turned hungry as mouthwatering pheromones suddenly wafted in her direction. She extended her hand across the table to Kara, feeling an almost electric energy pass between them. 

It would have been best to discuss how this new arrangement might work, but the waiter came up to take their orders, and they slipped into easier conversations after that. Kara told Lena all about the articles she was writing, and Lena explained in vague detail how she had been helping someone recently. She avoided specific talk of Rara and the fact that she had been split from Supergirl with the Harun-El. It was in the back of her head that Kara might take issue with that, given her friendship with Supergirl, but she persuaded herself to bring all of that up at a later time. 

When the food arrived, Kara surprised her by moving her chair closer to Lena’s side. Now that their feelings were out in the open, there was something different about Kara that Lena found enthralling, a whole other spectrum of who she was as a person.

 

“You have to taste this. It’s amazing,” Kara murmured coyly and raised a forkful of pasta up to Lena’s lips. She seemed quite focused on her mouth, and with the closer proximity, Lena could smell the desire that clung to Kara.

 

“Oh do I?” Lena remarked, if only to tease Kara by quirking a dark eyebrow. They always had a flirtatious back and forth but never quite so blatant. People at other tables had noticed and Lena found herself grinning at how bold Kara was being.

 

“Trust me.” Kara whispered, her eyelids heavy as she followed Lena’s tongue across her lower lip. “It’s so good.”

Lena wrapped her lips around the prongs of the fork, just to stare Kara in the eye with intensity while she swallowed. Licking the sauce from her mouth, she leaned in closer to Kara to breathe the pheromones that came from the beta’s neck. It confused her to get another whiff of strong alpha scent, and she wondered briefly if Kara was one of those rare people whose pheromones changed in times of peak sexual arousal. 

“You were right, Kara, it is good,” Lena intoned, resting her arm on the back of Kara’s chair and craning forward so much that she would fall if Kara decided to move even an inch. “Can I have some more?”

It was an excuse to get Kara to feed her and Lena moaned around the mouthful of food, not because it was delicious, but because Kara’s scents thrilled her.

Lena sensed that her heat was amping up to a dangerous high when she glanced at the garlic knots on the table and thought about a different kind of knot. That weird thought passed when she reminded herself Kara was a beta, and therefore not able to knot in her, although much later on she would recall this moment. In hindsight, she would eventually reflect that her omega instincts were sometimes stronger than her brainpower where Kara was concerned. 

Being close to Kara left her breathing heavy and cleared her mind of all deeper considerations.

For someone who usually ate more than anyone else at the table, Lena noticed that Kara had barely touched her food.  

Kara appeared so enthralled by Lena that she seemed content to feed her, and from the desire in Kara's eyes Lena concluded that what Kara really wanted to put in her mouth wasn't food.

“You have a little sauce at the corner of your lips,” Kara husked in a whisper, and reached out to wipe it with the soft pad of her thumb.

Lena saw her chance and took it, and with a sensual flick of her tongue, she captured the tip of Kara’s thumb between her teeth and sucked gently. 

“Lena…” Kara groaned out, her eyelids even heavier with lust as she tried to breathe.

The temperature soared between them and Lena released Kara with a seductive smile only to whisper, “Kara, forgive me if I’m wrong, but I don’t think your appetite is for food. Perhaps we could head back to your place and talk more privately?” With her heat in full swing, Lena felt no shame in her bold suggestion, especially when she had wanted this for years.

Kara nodded sharply and leapt from her chair as she flung more than enough money onto the table. “I’ll get us a cab.” She murmured thickly, offering her arm to Lena with such speed that Lena blinked in surprise.

Lena clung to the beta as they made a quick exit, unable to tear her eyes away from Kara’s well-defined biceps or confident swagger. She paid no attention to where she was walking. She relied wholly on Kara to guide her to the taxi line while she drank in the sharp and powerful musk in the air. 

Kara seemed different now that she knew sex was on the table, much more self-assured than Lena had ever seen her, and yet she still had that endearing clumsiness as she opened the door to the taxi. 

The strangest thing happened and the shiny silver handle came loose in Kara’s hand. Kara stared at it with a sheepish laugh and then passed it off to the driver. 

“Whoops, it seems like this wasn’t bolted on properly,” Kara explained while Lena scooted across the bench seat and made room for Kara to join her. 

It was a testament to just how focused Lena was on Kara that she never wondered why that handle came loose so easily. 

Kara gave the driver her address, and Lena settled into her — so desperate to touch, and yet modest enough to avoid it while the cab driver was staring at them in the rearview mirror. She idly stroked the top of Kara’s hand with her fingertips, following the soft lines of tendon.

When they arrived, Kara took her arm and led Lena into the building and straight into the elevator. How they managed to keep their hands to themselves was beyond Lena but this new, bold energy that Kara possessed was enough to keep her captivated. It sent her omega instincts into a frenzy and Lena subtly pressed her thighs together as the heat between them continued to increase like a solar flare.

 

When the ding signaled they were on the right floor, Kara ushered them into her apartment and turned so fast to lock the door that she trapped Lena against it. 

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” Kara whispered and pressed her body flush against Lena. She buried her face into the slope of Lena’s elegant neck and inhaled her pheromones with an appreciative noise of want. “I can’t wait another second.”

 

There was an unexpected strength to Kara’s hands as they grabbed Lena’s hips to pull her closer, and a possessiveness to her soft lips as they claimed Lena’s hotly. The tenderness of it all was soon replaced with uninhibited passion and Kara’s hand found its way into Lena’s hair to cradle the back of her head as she deepened the kiss to a fuller, open-mouthed exchange.

Lena had high expectations for their first kiss, but she felt the carnality of it in her belly and little shocks of elation went through her. She fell back against the door frame as Kara pushed at her, merging their mouths until she was lightheaded and breathless. All of the years of flirtation and closeness between them only made this all the more intense. 

This experience should have been nothing but thrilling, and yet Lena shrank almost self-consciously when Kara began unbuttoning her blouse. Somehow sleeping with a person she barely knew had been easier, because she cared so much more about how Kara reacted to seeing her naked. 

“Kara, I feel strangely shy,” Lena whispered against the curve of her neck, then lifted her lips towards Kara’s earlobe. With the barest caress of her mouth, she kissed the sensitive skin where she had breathed out her insecurities. “What if I’m not everything you imagined?” 

“You’re so much more, Lena.” Kara whispered earnestly. She slipped her arms underneath Lena’s open blouse and pushed it off her shoulders. Popping the clasp on Lena’s bra, she pulled one strap down, then snapped the elastic so hard that she sent it flying.
 

Laughing and cringing at her own enthusiasm, Kara gathered Lena into her arms and carried her, bridal style, into the bedroom.
 

Kara set Lena down on the soft mattress and reached behind her to yank her sweater off. What might have been meant to be a suave maneuver ended badly as Kara not only tore both arms off the sweater, but also got tangled in the button-up underneath after forgetting to undo some of the buttons. 

Kara hopped around in an attempt to kick off her pants and blushed furiously when Lena laughed at her antics. When she finally kicked them free, Kara knocked over her lamp and she sighed under her breath and tried not to get caught up in her embarrassment.

 

Lena scooted further up the bed as she Kara finished stripping for her. The reveal of pale skin and taut, toned muscles had Lena’s jaw slack, despite the goofy expression on Kara’s face. She was so focused on the beta and how nervous she appeared to be that Lena forgot how nervous she felt. Overcome with desire and her complete adoration for Kara, Lena’s heat ramped up exponentially as she inhaled the strange, oddly familiar scents in the air.

 

If she caught a whiff of Supergirl, she chalked it up to living with her look-alike, and not to the fact that Kara exuded such a strong alpha energy in the bedroom. Kara rushed forward to be with her and almost tripped on her feet, and in those moments Lena was not the least bit suspicious that her best friend had an alter-ego. 

Her soft, sensitive eyes were bright and worshipful behind her thick-rimmed glasses. Lena reached out to take them off and Kara lurched back. 

“I want to be able to see you,” Kara explained with a weak smile, blinking a little owlishly as she kept her fingers on her glasses. “I want to be able to remember this moment and how beautiful you are, Lena, for the rest of my life.”

“Kara Danvers, I had no idea you could be this smooth.” Lena murmured, and damn, if the adorable smile she got in return didn’t make her heart race. With a coy flick of her lashes, Lena drew Kara down onto the bed with her and all but melted when Kara’s strong, buff arms wrapped around her waist. “All those years of lugging around Cat Grant’s things have really paid off. Remind me to send her a thank you letter.” Lena teased and was rewarded with rich laughter as Kara nuzzled into her neck.

 

The warmth of Kara’s tongue as it dipped into the hollow of her throat caused goosebumps to spread over Lena’s fevered skin. She exhaled throatily, and put up no resistance when Kara encouraged her to lie back.

 

“Get comfy,” Kara intoned, her smile seductive as she explained, “You’re going to be there for a while.”

 

Lena whimpered when she realized that Kara’s wonderful, hot mouth was steadily kissing its way down over her breasts with a clear goal in mind. It wasn’t that she was too shy for oral sex so much as she couldn’t quite believe that Kara was about to give her it. Excitement pooled between her legs at the idea of Kara’s sweet mouth doing something so erotic when it couldn’t even seem to form a swear word in the worst of times.

 

Kara parted her knees with gentle but firm hands and settled between them to inhale the musky perfume of Lena’s most intimate areas. She obviously liked what she saw, because Kara moaned directly into her warm folds and began to sensually work her tongue between them.

Deepening each stroke with her tongue, Kara’s lips closed around the tender button at the meeting of Lena’s thighs. She sucked it firmly and Lena’s pelvis rocked in reflex. 

Kara moved with dedication, parting the lips of her pussy with her thumbs before she began to lick again. Lena strained to keep her head raised, just so she could watch all that Kara did to her.

Seeing the glaze of her own sexual arousal all over Kara’s mouth, Lena experienced a headrush of feelings. She wove her fingers into Kara’s loose, gold curls and massaged her scalp to show how much she loved her. 

“I can’t tell you how good that feels, Kara.” Lena sighed in enjoyment and even went a little bleary-eyed as Kara’s tongue swiped across her delicate clit. Her knees quivered when Kara’s hands slid underneath her, palming her ass cheeks while she pushed Lena’s cunt into her mouth. 

Lena’s hand tightened in Kara’s silken hair and her back arched. She exhaled a light and soft moan when Kara’s lips puckered around her hard clit to deliver rapid flicks that made her thighs tremble. 

“I’m not sure what I’ve done to deserve this,” Lena breathlessly stated, “but you have to tell me, so I can do it again and again.” Honestly, the amount of pleasure and warmth Kara was capable of producing with the tip of her tongue was enough to make Lena believe in God, and considering she put science above all else, that was truly a testament to how exquisite she felt.

 

Whatever Kara said in response came out as a muffled vibration, as if Kara was unwilling to tear her mouth away for even a second. Lena could see the smile that crinkled the corners of Kara’s eyes and guessed it was an affirmation that she would be happy to go down on her as much as Lena pleased. Either that, or Lena’s heat-affected brain was allowing her to believe that.

 

“Oh fuck, Kara…” Lena had to bite her lip to stop herself from moaning something else as Kara coaxed two of her fingers into her needy cunt. 

Lena’s inner muscles embraced them like an old friend and Kara began a slow, but steady massage as she bent her fingertips to rub Lena’s most responsive spot.

 

It was enough to make Lena’s legs clamp around Kara’s head, and she couldn’t help the way she moved like a woman possessed to grind harder into Kara’s open mouth. She pulled Kara’s hair, forcing her face closer while she let out a keening whimper, and Kara crooked her fingers as if she knew it was exactly what Lena craved.

Kara’s warm fingers glided in and out of her pussy while spreading to caress Lena’s deeper walls apart. Finding the precise places to touch, Kara brought out Lena’s desperate side.

Her natural cream collected on Kara’s hand, and as she watched Kara taste it, Lena shifted with the pressing need to take this further. She moved onto her knees and crawled to Kara at the end of the bed, uncertain about what to expect. 

It surprised her to find Kara’s impressive and solid cock tucked into her white boxer briefs, because as far as Lena knew, betas were less endowed. 

Kara’s cock was double the length of her hand and Lena gaped at it in silent confusion. She salivated as she breathed in the layered scents, which influenced her more than any other alpha aromas. Lena no sooner lowered Kara’s underwear than she dropped back against the bed and opened her legs in submission to Kara. 

Gripping herself by the ankles, Lena’s unfocused eyes swept back down to where Kara still sat. “Please,” she cried, her chest rising and falling faster with every passing second that Kara denied her. “Please, Kara.” 

Her begging must have pulled Kara out of her daze, because one second she felt far away and the next she was beside Lena and rummaging through her bedside drawer for a box of unopened condoms. In her haste, Kara ripped the cardboard apart, sending foil squares into the air like large confetti. She grabbed for a few and then squinted down at them as if she wasn’t sure which one to use.

 

Lena chose for her, snagging the first one she could to tear open with her teeth. She eagerly rolled the latex over Kara’s massive erection, whimpering when she had to use both hands to work it all the way to the base. Lena felt delirious with need, her heat making her shameless as she pulled Kara on top of her to husk wantonly, “Take me, Kara, don’t hold back on me. I want you, all of you, plea-uunhh--”

 

With a confident roll of her hips, Kara plunged into Lena’s cunt with just enough force to rock the bed. “You feel so good.” Kara husked against her lips and groaned as their bodies met. 

Lena wrapped her arms around Kara’s back to dig her nails into the toned muscles that shifted beneath the skin with every powerful thrust. Her legs instinctively lifted to lock around Kara’s hips and she bucked up to ensure she took every thick inch as they moved as one. 

Kara bestowed warm, open mouthed kisses upon her neck and jaw.

Lena’s hands restlessly shifted in her growing pleasure—one threaded through Kara’s messy blonde hair and the other lowered to squeeze Kara’s ass encouragingly.

 

This was more than just sex, it was intense and beautiful and filled Lena with a sense of love that had her clinging to Kara tighter. Her emotions wrapped around her like pretty ribbons, as if this whole experience was a gift they were sharing.

 

Lena trembled from the satisfying, slick grind of Kara’s cock deep inside of her. Years of pining for Kara made the sensations better. She stared into the quicksilver blue of Kara’s eyes, watching the colors shift and darken with every thrust. 

Her pussy gripped Kara in hot silken liquid as they pumped together faster. Gasping, quiet moans came from Lena’s lips, which kept opening and closing to form incomplete words. 

“Kara,” Lena over enunciated, at last getting out a coherent string of sounds. Her short fingernails scratched red trails up Kara’s back and she groaned. Fixating on the soft quiver of Kara’s bottom lip, her eyelids grew heavier with lust until they were half drooped. She initiated a kiss and their tongues met in a rough and scorching tangle. 

“Can you tell how much I need you?” Lena whispered in an exhale of fierce longing. “Every time I’ve been in heat, I thought of you taking care of me, just like this. It’s so good, Kara.”

“I wish I’d told you sooner,” Kara hoarsely confessed, with her eyebrows furrowed, and her glasses starting to steam at the edges as she plunged into Lena vigorously. “I wasted so much time wanting you when I could have had you.”

 

The deep regret on Kara’s face was enough to make Lena hold her closer. She tightened her arms around Kara’s strong shoulders and throatily husked into her ear, “All that matters is that I know now. I can feel you, Kara, really feel you.” Lena rested a hand over Kara’s heart and pressed their foreheads together.

 

Even as Kara’s hips began to pick up speed, the hurried thrusts that spread Lena’s insatiable cunt thoroughly were different to what she had known with past lovers. The earnest desire to pleasure her was something Kara shared with Rara, but this was a new experience for Lena, to actually make love to someone who knew all of her.
 

The vulnerability of it might have bothered her in any other relationship, but with Kara it heightened her pleasure. Her heat put thoughts of mating in her head and a future time of Kara filling her with warm seed. 

Frenetic and fueled by her heat, Lena raised her ass from the bed to take Kara’s cock. She stretched her arms to grip at her ankles and the contortions of her body were worth the discomfort. With her pelvis at a tilt, Kara slid in much deeper and her cunt tightened almost painfully around its width. Delightful shivers of ecstasy raced up her spine as her inner heat contracted around Kara’s shaft.
 

Dominant alpha scents pushed into her throat and nostrils and Lena could feel the strange and familiar swell of a knot inside of her. It expanded in her pussy as hard and continuous convulsions of pleasure exhausted her. 

Kara ravished her completely, and she felt out of her mind as she chanted pleas for more. “Fuck, don’t stop, please, Kara, please,” she begged until Kara’s knot became stuck in her spasming cunt. 

Grunting into her ear, Kara tensed all over and pitched her hips forward to release inside of Lena. Thick ribbons of seed emptied into the condom she wore.

Fresh pulses of excitement went through Lena as her pussy took the huge knot. The entire bedroom smelled of sexual release and pheromones. The wet, rich fragrances of her aroused pussy hung around them, along with the natural musk of an alpha.  

It dawned on Lena after the fact that none of those scents belonged to the beta she knew so well. There was a distinct reek of Supergirl, and Kara’s glasses had slipped halfway down her face, her hair tumbling much more loosely around her shoulders. 

“You knotted in me,” Lena commented after that realization struck her hard in the stomach, and she felt winded from the thought of not only having sex with Supergirl, but also discovering that she was the same person as her best friend Kara. “Only alphas can do that.” 

“Lena, I’m – I’m – an alpha,” Kara stuttered out, and then whipped her glasses off her face, only to set her terrified eyes back on Lena. “I’ve been waiting for a special time to tell you. I’m Supergirl.”