A True Alpha Chapter 53

Chapter 53

"Today's the day! Today's the day! Today's the day!" Lexa cheered with a nuzzle at her sleepy alpha's throat. 

"What do you have against a good sleeping in." Clarke rolled over onto the other alpha with a groan. 

"Whaa! Steam roller!?" Lexa faked a worried scream only to have it die out into the duo giggling together. 

Clarke rolled back over Lexa once or twice more for good measure before settling on top of her, rocking her hips up and pressing her favorite new rainbow packer against the alpha under her. 

"Uugh baby, a girl can only take so many knottings in one week!" Lexa applied a small peck onto her mate's cheek. 

"That's not what someone said last night." Clarke growled pleased, rocking herself up again. It was a divine experience, the gender euphoria of feeling even just the packer press back against her clit as she watched Lexa react to the cock poking her just right.

"We all know no one is to be held accountable for what they say while cumming.” Lexa smiled back. 

“That is only after three or more consecutive orgasms.” Clarke snickered, knowing what would happen next, and already immeasurably amused with herself. 

Lexa’s smile died out to an unamused scowl. “We both know it was after more than three.” 

“Yeah, it was.” Clarke indulged further in her small section of alpha pride and kissed at Lexa’s neck. 

“Baby!” Lexa moaned. “I am sore!” Even mid complaint, she was far too easily distracted with Clarke’s teeth teasing at her neck, nipping and sucking just enough to make her shiver. 

“I love you so much.” 

“I know. But right now my pussy doesn't love you.” Lexa pouted. 

"Well, maybe she would like some kisses?" Clarke offered with a harder, more seductive nip at Lexa's exposed neck. 

"Na- OHH!" Lexa's voice traveled away betraying her in her own weakness. 

Clarke pulled her hips away. "What was that hun? I couldn't quite hear you right." It was a fun little way to confirm consent for Clarke, just a soft and loving double-check. 

"You are an ass Clarke." Lexa moaned softly to emphasize that she was just teasing. 

"Oh? Am I now?" Clarke snickered under her breath. 

"Yeah you are! Because you got me all horny again!" Lexa performed an exaggerated pout before relaxing and kissing Clarke's nose. 

"Well, it is an alpha's duty to provide for her mate, so I guess I should just…" Clarke trailed off as she began to shimmy down the bed. 

"Oh hell no you don't!" Lexa grabbed her mate before she could get beyond kissing at her bellybutton. "You can provide for  my pussy by getting me an ice pack!" 

Clarke's face contorted in far too much pride. "That good huh?" 

"You are such an alpha and you need to calm down."

"Whatcha mean?" 

"I mean my girlfriend is a dog who just wants to play with her new bones." Lexa's loving eyes pierced her mate. 

"But you are the one who keeps putting it in your mouth." Clarke's grin grew far wider than her joke actual should have permitted. 

"Maybe my alpha just doesn't want blow jobs anymore." Lexa shrugged. "No skin off my back. My jaw was getting sore anyways." She slipped out from under Clarke and hopped out of bed. 

Clarke's jaw dropped, her eyes bulging with a disbelieving fear. 

Lexa turned around to hide her snide smile. "Such a shame, never met an alpha who didn't like-" 

"Not funny Lexa." 

"I'm not being funny." Clarke could swear she heard her alpha chuckling at that comment. “You got that blood work done and sent in after class right?”

“Yeah, I missed office hours with my professor, but yeah.” Lexa’s change of topic distracted Clarke for just a moment. “Still not funny!” She huffed.
"Anyways, someone had a long day ahead of them, so I’m going to make breakfast.” Lexa pulled the drawstring from her pajamas tight like affixing the final accouterment on a superhero outfit. 

“Lexa." Clarke scuttered towards the edge of the bed and cautiously grazed her fingertips against the back of Lexa's hand. It was an intentional choice not to grab at the alpha like she wanted. Her instincts called for her just to grab her mate and pull her back to bed, to growl and hold her mate tight and then curl up against her once more. 

It was a taunting eternity of a moment immediately following for Clarke, a horrible half-second where she was unsure if Lexa was actually mad or just teasing. “Yes babe?” Lexa’s hand flicked around, grabbing Clarke’s fingers in a soft reassuring grip. 

“I didn’t mean to-”

“I know. I know baby.” Lexa sighed and turned around, taking Clarke’s hand in both of her’s and running her fingers over the back of her hand. “It’s just…” Lexa chuckled softly to herself. “You are a bit like a teenager in her first rut, wanting to stick your dick in absolutely everything. And, don't get me wrong baby, I like it, and I sure as hell understand it. This one time! I got my knot stuck in the springs from under my aunt’s couch cushion.” Both Lexa and Clarke winced. 

“In the spring?!” 

“Oh yeah! And that shit doesn't just go down cause you got a spring end poking into it!”

Clarke shuttered, even if she hadn't ever had a knot with her nerves directly attached to it, she didn't even want to attempt to imagine the phantom sensation prying its way into her mind. 

“Ohh, yes. And hun, I am happy you haven't fucked my couch yet.” Lexa took a small pause, it clear that she wasn't done. 

“But you wouldn't have been fucking the couch if you had a girlfriend to fuck till she went raw.” Clarke deflated. 

“Oh, baby I passed raw three days ago. I don't stretch like a biological omega, nor do I self lubricate quite as well.” 

“Fuck, I’m sorry.” 

“No. I should have said something a couple of days ago. I just… didn't want to ruin your fun. It was really nice seeing you so happy after such a long time.” Lexa sat back down on the edge of the bed, raising a hand to caress Clarke’s cheek. “I missed seeing you smile so fucking bad Clarke.” Lexa whimpered softly in a hint of relief that Clarke’s lips curled up at the end as the alpha pressed her cheek into her mate’s palm. 

“I missed smiling.” Clarke nuzzled gently at the warm palm against her cheek, an extra-wide smile sprouting. 

“Maybe just give my each and every hole a little break baby?” 

Clarke snickered, hiding her face into Lena’s palm and kissed it gently. “Only if I can fuck the couch.”

“You ruin my couch and you will be sleeping on it for a month!” 

“I don't want to spend another month away from you ever again.” Clarke traced kisses slowly up Lexa’s wrist, past her elbow, and all the way up to Lexa’s shoulder.

“Me neither love. Me neither.” Lexa calmed, stroking her hand down the back of Clarke’s long mussed hair as her alpha leaned in and rested her head on her shoulder. 

“Do you think I will be fucking the couch once the hormones kick in?”

“Didn't they say that without surgery your sex drive would be dead more or less outside of your cycle at that support group we went to a couple months back?” Lexa cautioned. She hadn't done as much research into the side effects which weren't life-threatening, but she did at least vaguely remember one of the members from the group they had attended talking about a less than whelming sex drive. It was of no concern to Lexa, she loved Clarke and her often insatiable sexuality, but that didn't matter a sliver to her in comparison to the potential happiness of her mate. However, she knew that regardless of her own opinions on the topic, Clarke would more than less likely be disheartened if the hormones killed her more primal urges. 

“I uugh!” Clarke stalled unsure as her body tensed. 

“Either way, it doesn't matter. What is important is you being comfortable in your skin love.” Lexa leaned in and kissed at Clarke’s forehead. 

“I love you Lexa.”

“I love you too baby. I just worry for you sometimes baby.” 

Clarke grimaced, knowing she had a tendency to cause worry. 

Lexa grinned in return. “You worry me all the fucking time love.” It was a weary grin, but certainly a loving one as well.

“I will work on that.” Clarke sighed and cuddled closer, clinging to Lexa just a little more each moment, embracing Lexa’s warmth. Her instincts were kicking back in, not the ones she loved, the delightful feeling from every time she looked down and saw one of the beautiful cocks her mate had purchased for her. No, this was the instincts she loathed. The ones which urged her to draw up to the alpha who had knotted and mated her, to offer herself up in a desperate growing heat, spread her legs and beg to get stuffed and filled. It had been months and months. Clarke clung closer with pangs of fear striking back at her. So long, safely avoiding the horrible heats she had dreaded… and now it was back?

"Baby?" Lexa noticed her mate's smile crumble. 

Clarke just melted further into Lexa, her breaths grew heavier. 

"Baby what's wrong?" No sooner had she asked than she could smell it, Clarke's hear rolling in, and hard. Clearly making up for lost time, this heat would be an event. "W- Woah." Lexa wavered, her alpha reacting for her mate's scent. It wasn't an intentional action, but nevertheless, her arms wrapped tighter around Clarke, pulling her into a protective hug. 

Clarke's breath was panting, she couldn't control it. Her whole body tensed as her core tightened and performed painful summersaults calling out for her alpha, aching to feel Lexa against her, inside her. Her heats had never come this fast, this hard, this overwhelming. In the past, it had always been somewhat manageable, coming on over the course of at least a half-day or more. This, however, short of waking and immediately wanting to cuddle and fuck Lexa, there was an incredible dearth of any warning signs whatsoever. "F… fuck." Clarke gasped out. 

"Clarke." Lexa groaned a growl, her cock stirring for Clarke's intensifying odor. "You, you're, fuck I can feel your cock against me." 

"Sorry. I just…"

"You smell so good." 

"You too." Lexa's eyes rolled back and almost disappeared along with a bulk of what was left of her restraint. Her hands slipped lower, grabbing at that beautiful ass of Clarke's, the one which could make her rock hard even outside of either of their ruts. Her growls grew deeper, sensual, and demanding as she grabbed at Clarke's flesh overflowing past a handful. 

"God Lexa don't!" 

"Fuck I'm sorry!" Lexa released immediately. 

"Don't stop." Clarke sloppily crashed her lips against Lexa's, nearly falling out of the bed onto her in an aching impatient assault.

"Babe, are you sure?" Lexa gasped out after a lasting battle for dental dominance which concluded in them both deprived of oxygen.

"Rip this fucking strap off of me and use it on my ass as you fuck my pussy." Clarke pulled at the collar of Lexa's night sleeping tank.

"Woah." 

"Damnit Lexa it hurts. It all hurts. I can feel my whole body-" 

"Shh. It is gonna be ok. Your alpha is right here." 

Clarke tried to growl but her voice came out more of a whimper. 

"Are you sure about this love?" Lexa kissed at Clarke’s exposed neck but she also revealed her own in a subtly submissive gesture, offering up that just because Clarke was in a heat didn't make her any less alpha. 

Clarke again failed a growl. "Fuck I… it hurts." 

"I know. I'm right here. I'm sorry love. I know your ruts can be really bad." Lexa slipped a hand under Clarke's shirt from behind and traced it against Clarke's flesh all the way around before slowly slipping down into the strap enabled boxer briefs. Deft fingers grazed past an as of late untamed naturally beautiful bush to find Clarke's core as it still actively soaked for her, wetness spreading over her flourishing fingers. 

"Oh, Lexa! God that's nice but it isn't enough!" 

"I'm sure it isn't my beautiful alpha.” 

Clarke had begun humping against Lexa's fingers as they spread her labia. The other alpha offered up some short whines, reminding Clarke that she wasn't the only one who felt a craving for the other. That even as a biological alpha, Lexa too was capable of aching and craving to feel the pleasure of sharing her body with her mate.  It was a horribly embarrassing scene for the uncocked alpha, but she clung to those small reassurances. Every time Lexa offered up her neck in submission, called it a rut instead of the painful heat it was, reminded Clarke that she was, in fact, an alpha, and especially those beautiful needy whines, Clarke felt more herself than she ever had before she met the empathic alpha. Lexa knew, she just always knew. Or at least that is what it felt like for Clarke. That her mate always knew what she needed to be comfortable, to feel like herself even in the worst of times with a confoundingly spontaneous heat with a magnitude Clarke couldn't remember having ever been reached before. Lexa just knew.

“Come on baby, I need it. You smell so strong and I am dying to feel my alpha around me.” This time Lexa even took Clarke’s hand guiding it back to her cock, taking the opportunity to show Clarke how hard she was, how her cock pounded with each heartbeat, desperate to feel Clarke again. 

Clarke’s hand clasped around the hard cock, her core wrenching tighter and clamping painfully on nothing, her lungs attempting the same routine as she lost her breath in its entirety. “God it’s.” 

“Needy for its alpha.” Lexa whispered into Clarke’s ear, parting her mate’s lips further and caressing away with one finger at Clarke’s wetness. 

“Lexa!” Clarke’s mouth shot open, gaping as she panted in need, bucking her hips up, grinding her clit against Lexa’s palm. 

“That’s it, there's my alpha.” Lexa pulled Clarke’s hair back behind her ear, moaning as Clarke clamped her hand down on her cock, stroking it just enough to make Lexa’s knees buckle. “Fuck baby! Please!” 

“Get your fucking clothes off already! Fuck! It, I need this!” Clarke panted, ripping off her sleeping shirt and then Lexa’s tank. 

“God damn it, those are beautiful.” Lexa’s eyes locked onto her beloved mate’s chest, damn near attacking at her favorite breasts in the world and knocking Clarke down in the process. Lexa’s strained panties and Clarke’s boxers came off soon after, Lexa sucking on one of Clarke’s breasts and spreading the alpha’s slick all over the other as she groped it with a delightful vigor. 

“God baby, yes, thank you.” Clarke moaned, allowing her head to fall back as Lexa proceeded with her work, kneading and sucking at pebbled and attentive nipples.

“Please alpha?” Lexa requested softly, Clarke’s left breast still half sticking into her mouth. She timed her request well as to coincide with pressing her tip up against Clarke’s entrance. 

“Yes! Please! Please, Lexa.” Clarke nodded weakly, Lexa returning to her work as her body curled in, slipping herself slowly inside. 

“That’s it, that’s my girl.” A little more of Lexa’s alpha shown through, but Clarke was perfectly fine with it. The trans alpha’s cravings for gender validation had been more than met and surpassed. She had what she needed to not feel weak or feeble as Lexa continued, but now she needed to have her heat sated. Lexa read her mate like a book. Not that Clarke couldn't in many ways do the same for Lexa, but Lexa was truly adept at the skill at delivering onto her mate what she needed. 

“Yours.” Clarke returned. 

“Mine.” Lexa echoed with another roll of her body driving her in further. “And I am yours.” She clarified. 

“Mine.” Clarke rejoiced. “All mine.” 

“All yours. 

“Fuck that feels good.” Clarke’s head swam, her body rewarding her for having indulged it’s primal cravings so soon after they had hit. “But, I...” She trailed off as Lexa slid out and back in with what seemed to be an incomprehensible swift and seamless motion to Clarke. 

“But you what love?” Lexa followed up, kissing up Clarke’s breast towards her neck. “What’s wrong sweetie?” She may have paused her kissed to check in on her alpha, but she did nothing to slow her deliberate pace. No, instead of slowing or stopping, Lexa allowed herself to speed as Clarke opened up for her more and more, the alpha’s drenched core encasing her member with such a breathtaking heat that she doubted she could stop herself on her own unless Clarke needed her too. 

“I… god, I wasn't kidding when I asked you to do the thing with my…” Clarke blushed despite already having her girlfriend inches inside her. 

“Wha, what was that?” Lexa stammered as recognition and realization slipped down her face, her eyes widening and her jaw-dropping slightly. "You want me to-" 

"God Lexa, please. Just! I! It hurts ok!? And I! Getting filled it!" 

"Ok, ok." Lexa calmed in a whisper, her fingers tracing down the burning skin of Clarke's sides. 

Clarke whined and attempted to stretch every which way, all for just another moment of contact with her alpha. Her fingers were a sadistic magical taunt coaxing her heat to calm under the touch of an alpha. 

"That's it, that's a girl." Lexa kissed at Clarke's right breast this time, tasting Clarke's dried need still on it and coating it with the perfect scent of Clarke's sweet heat need. "Do you wanna be on your back or your hands and knees?" 

"Hands and knees." Clarke fought the desperate whine of embarrassment which compulsively accompanied her begrudging admission of what she needed. 

“Ok, ok love. Just relax. It will be ok my alpha.” Lexa returned with a kiss, easing Clarke and occupying her lips before they got another chance to betray her with another needy whine. 

Clarke kissed up needily, her heat craving everything Lexa was willing to give and more. She finally began to notice how her hips had naturally been moving up to meet Lexa each and every time Lexa pushed in, causing the alpha to bottom out and their hips to meet in just the way that made both of their biological dynamics sing in delight. “Fuck, that’s it! Just like that!” Clarke praised at Lexa’s efforts and how they eased the already painfully strong heat. 

“I love you baby.” Lexa introduced, her hands slipping under Clarke’s hips. 

“I love you too.” Clarke interrupted before Lexa could finish, kissing back at her alpha, so impatient she had already forgotten her request. 

“Is it ok if I turn you over now?” Lexa snickered, breaking away from the kiss much earlier than Clarke had expected. 

“Oh fuck.” Clarke moaned like she was captivated in a new idea, despite it having been her choice so recently. 

“Baby?” Lexa coaxed Clarke back to reality by means of a soft caress and a firm buck. 

Clarke cried out a deviant moan at the sturdy stroke of Lexa’s cock penetrating deeper inside her. “Yes! God yes!” She agreed like she had finally woken from her stupor of erotic enjoyment. 

“Ok then love.” Lexa kissed at Clarke’s cheek and prepared herself for the painful cry she expected to hear as she pulled out in order to turn Clarke over safely. 

It came and it was excruciating. Lexa had braced herself but not enough. Clarke cried out, her dynamic demanding to have what was taken returned as her heat seared unsatiated. Lexa did her best to just focus on her task but it was a true challenge with her alpha lashing out at her, howling and complaining about doing so evil as to pull out of her mate in the midst of a mating. Clarke kicked and cried until she was turned over and settled on her knees, she couldn't remember a heat being so extreme or painful and even if it had been what she wanted, having Lexa pulled away from her made it all so much worse until her mate was back and pressing into her entrance. 

“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry love. It will be ok. I’m here, I’m right here.” Lexa was quick to comfort with some swift soothing kisses at the back of Clarke’s neck and up behind her ear. 

Clarke shuttered easily calmed with the alpha’s lips on her fragile skin. 

“That’s it. Now, are you ready back there? Are you still sure that you want this?” Lexa checked once more, taking one hand to toy at Clarke’s clit and another to sop up some of Clarke’s abundant slick. 

“Yes.” Clarke’s voice foibled at the pleasure washing over her, Lexa’s cock and all ten digits working at her craven cunt. 

“Aww, my alpha likes this doesn't she?” Lexa precariously maintained her balance still leaning over Clarke without her hands to help her stay up, but as long as Clarke was making those soft heaving delighted moans she was sure her core could keep up with any feat she demanded of it. 

“YES!” Clarke screamed desperately, her brain almost angry at Lexa for asking her to think of anything other than how her heat was finally feeling satiated again. 

“That’s it.” Lexa praised softly, taking her hand which had been collecting some of Clarke’s slick and grabbing Clarke’s cock. It took a fair bit of finagling to get the phallus separated from the boxers, but by the time Lexa had succeeded in emancipating the cock from its confines, it was nice and coated in Clarke’s slick. “Ok. I am gonna get you started ok baby?” Lexa left a small kiss at Clarke’s spine before removing her other hand from Clarke’s clit and moving around to begin soothing at Clarke’s other entrance. The alpha cried out again, moaning louder and louder as her mate’s fingers massaged her tight ring. This side was incredibly unaccustomed to such stimulation as of late, but given how easily Clarke relaxed for her and the fact that she had requested the act, after all, Lexa made the leap and assumed that Clarke had at one time in her past experimented with it herself or with another alpha. 

“Oh god! Lexa that growl!” Clarke cried out pressing back for more. It interrupted Lexa’s thoughts and made her realize that she, in fact, had been growling green and jealous just at the thought of her mate with another. 

“I! Oh, sorry.” 

“No, no, fuck it was so nice.” Clarke allowed her elbows to give in and found a pillow to press her face into as Lexa fucked faster. “It all feels really good baby.” Clarke reassured. Some part of her deeply enjoyed offering herself up more, even though the haze and dysphoria of her heat it was nice to make sure Lexa’s alpha was all growly and fighting to fuck harder. A nice tumult of her omega instincts wanting to attract her alpha and her alpha yearnings pleased at helping her mate feel good. 

“Good.” Lexa agreed, practically drooling as Clarke rocked her hips back up, a lewd show that she wanted to watch on repeat for the rest of her life. 

“More.” Clarke reminded, able to discern that Lexa’s movements at her ass had slowed and stopped at her seductive actions. 

“Yes!” Lexa obediently obliged, bucking in hard and slipping one finger inside of her mate. 

“Just like that!” Clarke purred.

Lexa just huffed her growl of approval, raising the rainbow cock to Clarke’s backside. “Are you ready for more hun?” 

“Yes.” Clarke hummed and allowed her eyes to close as she took a preparatory calming breath. She may have at one point been more than able to take a knotted toy back there with ease but she hadn't explored that avenue with Lexa at all yet. Not to mention the lack of exploring all avenues for months until their excursion to the frozen cabin where their hearts had melted back together after the cold loss they had suffered. Clarke shuttered, her slick aiding significantly as Lexa pressed the tip further in. She could tell that her mate was timid about it, scared of hurting her, of going too far or too fast. “More Lexa. It feels really good.”

Lexa’s hand slipped in the surprise of her mate requesting more already, coincidently Clarke got just what she wanted. Both of the alpha’s necks went entirely limp, their bodies reacting to the added stretch and pressure of Clarke’s body accustomed to the extra phallus. “Oh fuck that.” 

“That is so fucking good.” Clarke finished for Lexa.

“Yeah.” Lexa agreed breathlessly, bucking in faster and working Clarke’s cock deeper into her. 

“Fuuck.” Clarke groaned feeling Lexa’s base starting to swell as the knotted base of the toy pressed against her. 

“Feels so good.” Lexa’s thinking was nearing entirely all-alpha; need to mate, breed fuck!

“Lexa, I’m gonna.” 

“Me too.” Lexa huffed, grabbing at Clarke’s hips and forcing them higher up, burying herself deeper.

“That's it, knot me. Please! Both of them!”

“Happily!” The alpha snarled lower, forcing the toy knot in, earning a half pained scream half ecstasy filled moan from her mate and then bucking herself in one more time before allowing herself to unload and grind herself into Clarke as she came and enjoyed Clarke’s clamped walls fluttering tightly around her, cooking out each and every drop. “Gonna fill you all the way up baby. That’s my alpha taking both knots so well.” 

Clarke simply moaned releasing hard, clamping around both of the beautiful objects rammed deep into her and sending her further under the surface of her heat’s suffocating ocean of pleasure. 

They both collapsed into the bed not long after their climaxes, panting against each other. “You are beautiful when you make me cum like that.” 

“Am I now?” Clarke snickered. 

“I am quite the fan.” Lexa purred and nuzzled against Clarke’s cheek. 

“Gotta admit, I like making you cum.” 

“Don't all alphas love making their mate cum?” Lexa left a sweet peck at Clarke’s cheek. 

“Little bit.” Clarke giggled and turned her head a little more to steal another kiss. 

“We are gonna be late.” Lexa tested what seemed to be an extra tight seal keeping them together. 

“Are we?” 

“Ohh yes.” Lexa sighed. “Nyko is gonna kill me. I begged her for the early appointment so that we could get you in as soon as possible.”

“You begged her?” 

Lexa huffed and looked away embarrassed. 

“You really begged her?!”

“Maybe… just a little.” Lexa wouldn't look at Clarke even with the alpha still curled up in her arms. 

“I really appreciate it.” 

Lexa grunted passively. 

“Really Lexa. It means a lot that you believed in me. That you fought for me. That you are taking care of me in a way that doesn't invalidate who I am.” Clarke pulled Lexa’s arms around her so that she could hold Lexa’s hands. 

“I… well you would do the same for me. That is what an alpha does for her partner or her mate.” 

“No baby. Not all. Not all alphas do that.” Clarke purred into her mate’s hands, curling up and kissing at them. “You are special.” 

“You know you are too. It takes an immeasurably strong alpha to endure all of this love. You have gone through so much. Fought so much. Just to be back in my arms, right here.” 

“You were the one who pulled me back, helped me, gave me a safe place to get through it all and held my hair back while I puked Lexa.” Clarke couldn't see the strides she had made, her successes, the small victories she strived for each day, how she had survived. 

“I was just there. You did all that work on your own my love. All of it. And I am immeasurably proud of you. Blown away by the strength of my alpha.” 

“I love you.” Clarke wasn't ready to accept everything Lexa had said, and for all she knew she maybe never would. But it was still nice to hear. A true treat to see how much her mate adored her, what the alpha thought of her. And it made Clarke’s heart sing and find a steady beat in Lexa’s arms, happy, safe, steady.

“I love you too. Alpha.”

End of Chapter 53