Chapter 5
A/N: The idea of the cervix muscle acting as a seal around the cock is inspired by this series. Go read it, it is awesome. Domestic Training by LittleAsianHellaGay
"Leska," she murmured.
Lexa pulled at Clarke’s pants, unbuttoning them and jerking them and her panties off as quickly as possible. But her motions were jerky and hurried. She fumbled with Clarke’s clothing in her eagerness, almost resorting to tearing them. She unlaced her boots and tossed them aside. Once the Omega was bare, she took a brief moment to admire the soft, lush curves, the red heat blushing under her pale skin. Her skin was slick with sweat, and when she looked down between Clarke’s legs, she groaned at the wet slick smeared on the inside of her thighs. She licked her lips, eager to taste her, but the continuous ache in her cock distracted her too much, and while she felt a momentary twinge of guilt; she only dropped hasty wet kisses on the insides of Clarke’s thighs and then moved up, intent on sating the driving need buried in her belly.
But she growled when a firm hand splayed across her chest and dug in slightly. “No, not yet,” muttered Clarke. She groaned when Lexa growled at her and pushed forward against her hand, intent on sliding her body across Clarke’s, intent on burying herself inside of Clarke’s warmth.
“Sha. Nou, Klark,” growled Lexa as she angled her head and nipped at Clarke’s hand. Her fingers dug into Clarke’s hips, and she whined in frustration as Clarke still pushed against her chest.
“Don’t worry, Clarke. She may be over-eager and cum to soon, and not be the most conscientious lover at first, but she is trainable. That is the beauty of Alphas, especially female Alphas. They are highly trainable. You can teach her not to cum too quickly, and you can teach her to give you pleasure before she is allowed her own release.” Lux smirked then, “Oh and they have amazing stamina.”
“No, use your mouth first.” Clarke groaned even as she forced the words out, the heavy ache in her muscles was becoming almost unbearable, but she wasn’t quite ready to fully submit, to fully become the Alpha’s. She knew the mating would change everything between them, especially if Lexa bit her. And despite the pain clawing at her, her body demanding a mating, she wasn’t ready to be mated. Not yet.
Lexa growled a little, uncertain what to do, knowing what she wanted. She could smell Clarke’s need, the scent of her arousal was heavy and curling around her. She shook her head, trying to clear it, and slowly dropped to her knees, sliding her hands under Clarke’s bottom and tugging her to the edge of the bed. She pushed her shoulders between Clarke’s thighs holding them opening, and without any more preamble, she leaned in and swiped her tongue through her soaked folds. She groaned when she finally tasted Clarke for the first time, just like the honey and berry mead as she had thought. She stiffened her tongued and flicked at the girl’s clit, drawing out soft moans from the Omega.
She smiled and slid her tongue between the girl’s folds, sucking at her inner lips. She slid her tongue down, curling it around her entrance and then slipped inside past the first ring of muscle. She hummed at the taste curling on her tongue, and she twisted her tongue as deeply inside of Clarke as she could, trying to gather all of the Omega’s impending release. She hummed against Clarke’s hot flesh, basking in the way Clarke groaned and twisted her hips, pressing herself harder into the furs.
Clarke could feel the tight hot ball in her belly slowly unwinding, and when she felt Lexa’s mouth close over her clit and suck firmly, while flicking the tip of her clit, she couldn’t stop the heavy flush that sunk deep into her thighs and pelvis, only to then spread up her spine. She groaned and bucked her hips hard against Lexa’s face, her muscles tightening even as she tried to force herself to relax as the orgasm pricked at her, pulled her along the wave of pleasure.
Once the last ebbing heat settled, she let her legs fall open as she stared up at the top of the tent. She closed her eyes briefly, but when she felt the Alpha shift, her eyes flew open. Her golden gaze clashed with warm red eyes, and she felt her breath stutter in her chest when the girl smiled at her. Clarke’s mouth dropped open a little, because gone was the stern and intimidating Alpha, and in its place was a girl her own age, smiling shyly at her.
“It was good, sha?” Lexa licked her lips, enjoying the drying flavor of the girl on her lips. She tried to ignore the insistent tugging in her groin, waiting for the girl to tell her she done right. She didn’t want to think too hard on why it was so important that the Omega had enjoyed it, but she held her breath trying not to let her anxiety rise while the girl just looked at her.
Clarke was more than a little surprised by the soft uncertainty that lingered around the girl’s mouth. She reached down and lightly traced her fingers over high cheekbones, and she couldn’t help but smile a little when the young Alpha leaned into her palm.
“Sha, Leska. It was good.” She looked at the girl and huffed when she saw the proud smirk twist across the Alpha’s features. She rolled her eyes and then closed them, wanting to bask in the afterglow for a moment, except instead of enjoying the lingering pleasure, something painful was twisting in her belly, and she felt empty.
She whimpered and dug her fingers into the fur underneath her, and then suddenly she was surrounded by Alpha, and she groaned and bucked her hips up against Lexa’s. She opened her eyes, not surprised to find herself almost nose to nose with glowing red eyes. Gone was the uncertain girl from a few moments ago, and in her place was an Alpha in rut. She shuddered briefly and then wrapped her arms around Lexa’s waist, pulling her down to her neck.
Lexa pushed her hips insistently in the cradle of Clarke’s thighs, her head swimming with their combined pheromones. Her cock head kept nudging at Clarke’s entrance, but she refrained from snapping her hips forward and burying her aching cock inside of Clarke. She pushed her face harder into Clarke’s neck, sucking at her pulse, scraping her teeth across it. She wanted to bite down and mark the Omega, but knew it wasn’t quite time. She didn’t know how she knew, she just did, and if she’d had the rationale at the moment to really think about it, she would have realized it was instinct. The Omega was calling forth all of her instincts to protect, mate, and bite, but only at the exact necessary moment.
But she was too lost in her rut to understand that, so she kissed her way up a pale neck, sucking on the edge of her jawline. She hummed when her lips finally brushed against Clarke’s, and she gasped in surprise when the Omega instantly pressed her mouth against Lexa’s, her tongue flicking gently against Lexa’s lips.
Lexa opened her mouth slightly, letting the blonde have her way, and she groaned and shivered when Clarke slid her tongue against her own. She willingly gave up control of the kiss to Clarke, relishing the taste of her mouth, the way Clarke nipped at her lips. She strained against Clarke, pushing gently.
“Beja, Klark,” she whispered against the blonde’s mouth, and she thought she would faint when she felt Clarke spread her legs wider and bring them up around her own. She groaned when she felt small hands grip her bottom and gently pull her up.
She could barely breathe and tore her mouth from Clarke’s when she felt the head of her cock nudge at her entrance, and held herself still as possible, as Clarke continued to pull her forward. She rested her forehead against Clarke’s panting harshly, the sweat rolling down her temples when she felt her cock head pop inside past the first ring of Clarke’s muscle. She cursed quietly and jogged her hips forward slightly, groaning at the feel of slick warmth closing around her cock head. She pulled back slightly and then pushed, letting herself sink slowly inside of Clarke another inch.
Clarke bit her lip hard, trying to squelch the first gasp of pain. Lexa was just as big as she had worried, and she could feel herself stretching, and she was only in a little way. And despite how wet she was, she hadn’t quite been prepared for how big Lexa was. She shuddered at the thought of having to take the Alpha’s knot, but she knew that her heat would demand it no matter how big it was.
She bit her lip to distract herself from the brief flash of pain, and she gripped Lexa’s bottom hard, in an effort to keep Lexa from pushing forward too much before she could adjust to her size. Thankfully the initial pain was quickly fading, and in its place was a hollow ache in her core that simply made her want to cry, whether out of pain or hopelessness she didn’t know. All she knew was that she was empty and bereft, and her chest felt cold. She whimpered, tucking her face into Lexa’s neck inhaling deeply the scent of the older girl. She smelled like rain and green trees and rich earth. She smelled like wood smoke, and warm leather, and sunlight. And Clarke didn’t know if she would ever be able to get enough of her scent.
Lexa laid on top of Clarke, balancing herself on her forearms, trying not to let her entire weight pin the Omega. She was panting harshly, her chest heaving as she tried to keep from simply burying herself inside of the girl’s wet, warm heat. Her legs trembled with the effort of not snapping forward and sheathing herself, but she had seen the pain that had flashed through the girl’s eyes, had smelled her scent that had suddenly curdled on her tongue. She growled low in her chest, not wanting to hurt the girl, but wanting desperately to just rut into her.
She slid her arms up slightly so that her fingertips could caress the sides of Clarke’s face. “I’m sorry,” she murmured as she shifted the slightest bit, trying to ignore the velvet walls fluttering around her. Her cock twitched, and she groaned when she realized that she was going to come again, and yet she wanted to be deeper inside of Clarke before she did. She pushed forward slightly feeling the hot, wet muscles give slightly, and she looked deep into wide golden eyes that gleamed back at her.
Clarke felt like she was splitting open, like a fissure had opened inside of her and ran up the length of her belly and into her chest. And despite the heat burning through her lower muscles, her chest still felt cold and tight, and she didn’t know how to relieve the ache. And when Lexa pushed forward slightly, pushing harder into her, she tried to relax her muscles, tried to open herself to her Alpha. But the tiny spasm of pain and the heat that flooded into her muscles made her gasp, and she didn’t know whether she wanted to push Lexa out, or pull her in.
“Just do it, Leska,” she groaned as she spread her legs a little wider, and pulled at Lexa, wanting her to simply bury herself inside of her and cum, so she could cum. She whimpered and struggled instinctively when Lexa pulled back and then snapped her hips hard into her. She almost screamed when she felt Lexa bottom out inside of her, her knot pushing against her entrance. She whimpered in relief though at finally being filled, and she let her head fall back against the furs, her hands gripping the sides of Lexa’s hips.
“Not yet, not yet,” she murmured as she felt Lexa twitching and trembling inside of her. She waited for her body to adjust, hands still squeezing around Lexa’s ribs. She knew Lexa would probably have bruises tomorrow and the thought made her smile. She had marked the Alpha, and Lexa would feel it tomorrow.
Lexa panted hard, her face buried in Clarke’s neck, and she sucked and laved at her pulse point, enjoying the way it tripped against her tongue. She scraped her skin with her teeth, wanting desperately to bite, but knowing it wasn’t quite time.
“Ok,” muttered Clarke as she squirmed against the furs, the ache in her chest growing, and the heat inside of her pushing against her skin. She slowly released her hold on Lexa’s ribs, sliding her fingers up the strong back, letting her fingertips play briefly in the sweat slicking Lexa’s muscles. She wrapped her arms around the slim torso and bore down lightly against Lexa’s knot. She smirked when Lexa’s head shot up, and the older girl groaned deep in her chest.
Lexa couldn’t help the groan ripped from her chest when Clarke suddenly bore down on her cock, almost strangling her member with hot, strong muscles. Her mouth opened and closed automatically as she wheezed and gasped. She could feel a smothering heat flushing up her muscles, and she choked as she tried to bring in air. She felt like she was suffocating, and the delicious hot pressure enveloping her length was starving her of oxygen. Her head swam, and her eyes glazed over as she felt the first powerful ripple contract up her length, and she barely managed to whimper as she felt herself unload deep inside the omega. Her entire body flushed, and the pleasure curled through her straining muscles, and liquefied her bones. She instinctively jogged her hips forward and pulled back slightly and then pushed inside hot, wet muscle again, as she spurted thick threads cum inside of Clarke.
Clarke gasped as she squeezed down hard on Lexa’s cock and the released and then squeezed again in an instinctive attempt to milk her length of all of her cum. She was sure it was breeding instinct that made her body jealousy pull and milk as much cum from Lexa as she could. But all she truly cared about was the warmth that had spiraled up her spin and then spread out into her chest. And suddenly it wasn’t so hollow or cold anymore. And she whimpered and moaned as she tightened her arms around Lexa.
It took a few minutes before her breathing finally settled enough that she wasn’t worried about her heart exploding out of her chest, and she sighed tiredly when she realized that for the moment her heat had been sated. She let her arms fall from around Lexa’s back and thump onto the furs. She tried to blow her bangs out of her eyes, but her hair was sticking to her sweaty face and neck, and she groaned at the realization that she was soaked in sweat, pheromones, and cum. She half-heartedly pushed at Lexa, wanting the heavy weight off of her, so she could breathe easier, but the Alpha refused to move.
“Get off,” she muttered as she pushed at Lexa, but Lexa simply growled, her face still buried in Clarke’s neck. She wasn’t prepared to remove herself from the warm embrace of her mate, nor did she want to pull out. She never wanted to leave Clarke’s arms, and she growled again as the Omega pushed at her.
“No. Mine,” she snarled petulantly, but she did pull her head out from Clarke’s sweaty neck as it was getting harder to breathe. She pushed herself up on one arm, and pushed the sticky hair off her face as she gazed down at her mate. Clarke’s eyes were still gold but didn’t burn quite as intensely as before.
“We aren’t done, Klark,” she clicked her teeth on her name, and Clarke couldn’t help her slight shudder.
“We are for now,” groaned Clarke peevishly as she pushed at Lexa again. “Out. Pull out.” She pushed slightly against Lexa’s chest, and Lexa leaned down so they were nose to nose.
“No,” she whispered as she nuzzled Clarke’s chin and then captured the blonde’s mouth with her own. She jogged her hips forward again, enjoying the way the blonde immediately groaned into her mouth and clenched down on her member.
Clarke’s protests were cut off by a warm, delicious mouth, and she couldn’t resist the urge to swipe at the Alpha’s tongue with her own, and she whimpered in the older girl’s mouth, enjoying her taste and warmth. And when Lexa jogged her hips forward, Clarke couldn’t do anything but clamp down on her semi-hard member, and she immediately felt the heat start burning in her belly again. She groaned and pulled at Lexa again, deliberately bearing down with her inner muscles and then releasing, massaging Lexa’s member into stiffness again.
“Are you sure, Klark? Do you really want me to pull out?” Lexa whispered against Clarke’s open mouth, not giving the blonde a chance to reply as she slipped her tongue past Clarke’s mouth. She hummed as she tangled with Clarke’s tongue, pulling it into her mouth and sucking on it. She tore her mouth from Clarke’s though, wincing in both pain and pleasure as Clarke dug her nails hard into her ribs.
“Shut up, Leska,” hissed Clarke as she nipped at Lexa’s collarbone, sliding her teeth along the prominent ridge. She sucked her mark into the golden skin, admiring the lilac bruise that bloomed across her skin. She nuzzled her face into Lexa’s warm neck, inhaling her scent. It called to her still and made her burn, but at the same time it soothed her fractured nerves slightly.
Lexa rumbled deep in her chest when Clarke sucked along her collarbone, enjoying it more than she probably should. She pushed herself up on her hands and slowly pulled out. She sat back on her heels, smiling a little at the sight of their mixed release dripping out of Clarke. She looked down at her cock that was coated with cum, and she ran her hand up the length of her shaft shuddering a little at the pleasure that shivered through her muscles. She stared at the sticky mess in her hand, and slowly brought it to her nose. She glanced down into wide gold eyes, and without tearing her gaze from Clarke’s, she darted her tongue out and licked her palm.
She wrinkled her nose slightly at the salt that hit her tongue, but then hummed at the hint of berry and honey that slicked her tongue. She chuckled and held her hand out to Clarke who shook her head, brow wrinkled in disgust. She wiped her hand on the furs, and then grasped Clarke’s legs pulling her towards her. Clarke grimaced as her butt slid through the combined mess on the furs.
“Gross, Leska,” she muttered, but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the abdominal muscles she could see rippling under Lexa’s skin as she pulled her towards her. She licked her lips, wondering what her skin tasted like, and her gaze fell down to her cock that was hard and stiff. She could see it was weeping again with pre-cum, and she was slightly impressed that Lexa was still able to get it up again.
“Not gross, Klark. Just us,” chuckled Lexa as she leered at the blonde. She slid her hands under Clarke’s butt and pulled her up to rest her bottom on her thighs. She groaned when the tip of her cock slid through Clarke’s folds, and she rocked forward slightly letting the underside of her length slide through Clarke’s wet folds. She shuddered and stared at Clarke through half-closed eyes, licking her lips at the way the blonde’s eyes had darkened.
“We aren’t done yet, Klark,” she growled, as she carefully fisted her cock and guided it in to Clarke’s opening. “We aren’t done,” she repeated in a whisper before tugging Clarke’s hips sharply against her own, impaling her on her cock.
Clarke knew what she was going to do, but she still wasn’t quite prepared for Lexa to bottom out in one single thrust, although it was more like a pull as she had literally impaled Clarke on herself. Her face twisted in pleasure though, and she moaned at how full she was. She whimpered, her hands flailing out until one of them caught Lexa’s hand. She held Lexa’s hand to her belly with both hands, and couldn’t do anything but groan again as Lexa’s other hand tightened on her hip, as Lexa guided her while thrusting hard into her.
Lexa cupped the warm, soft skin of Clarke’s belly, while she thrust into her, but she wanted the blonde to climax before she did this time, and so she reluctantly pulled her hand out from under Clarke’s, much to the blonde’s distaste.
“Shusha, it’s ok,” she murmured, trying to reassure her displeased mate. She thrust in hard again, enjoying the way Clarke’s head snapped back, and how her hands scrambled for purchase on the furs. She continued to grip Clarke’s hip, guiding her into each thrust, pulling her towards her each time she thrust into her. Her free hand found Clarke’s clit, and she tapped it lightly with her finger, and groaned at the answering clench of Clarke’s inner muscles. She grit her teeth, trying to restrain from cumming as she felt her cock twitch deep inside of Clarke.
She gently circled the blonde’s clit, playing it gently. She smiled at the way it peeked out from under the hood, and she licked her lips, wishing she could stay buried inside of Clarke and still bend enough to take it in her mouth, but she couldn’t. So instead, she trapped it at the root between her thumb and index finger, and gently squeezed and milked upward.
Clarke’s hips jerked forward, and she whimpered and thrashed her head on the furs. She could feel the heat building and it tingled and almost burned. Her breath stuttered in her chest when she felt Lexa squeeze the root of her clit, and she couldn’t help but bear down on Lexa’s member, clenching and milking her hot length. She felt the first wave swirl upwards, and she cried out this time, not being able to hold back the burning inside of her, and she felt herself release around Lexa who gave one last heavy thrust inside of her, her knot pushing at her entrance. She humped her hips, jerking erratically as she came.
Lexa grit her teeth hard when she felt Clarke cum around her, and she buried herself as deep as she could and didn’t move for fear that she would cum. She didn’t want to cum yet, and she pushed her thumb down firmly on Clarke’s clit, just barely wiggling it. She bared her teeth and growled when she felt hot muscles clench around her, and then hot warmth slide down around her cock. She looked down and saw it leaking past her knot.
“Cum for me, Klark, more,” she groaned as she wiggled her thumb slightly more. She groaned at the feel of the sticky cum sliding over her knot and dripping onto her straining thighs. She growled and grabbed Clarke’s thighs, pushing them open and sliding out in a rush of omega cum. She wanted to howl at the smell and instead slid back and leaned down, dragging her tongue up Clarke’s sex, sucking her clit harshly into her mouth.
And even as Clarke was crying, her muscles trembling and shaking, Lexa pulled back and slid her arms under Clarke, flipping her on to her stomach in a tangle of flailing limbs. She could feel her cock pulsing hard, and she knew she couldn’t hold back much longer, so she grabbed Clarke’s hips, pulling her up to her knees and guided herself back into Clarke’s welcoming heat.
Clarke cursed when she felt herself unceremoniously flipped on to her stomach. Her face hit the furs, and she choked slightly, ready to rail at Lexa, but even as she was formulating the words, she felt strong hands on her hips, pulling her to her knees. She twisted her head so she could breathe, and then she groaned loudly when she felt Lexa suddenly thrust hard into her, bottoming out. Her back automatically arched upward as her muscles clenched and contracted around the intrusion, but as she relaxed her hips and let her muscles sag, her back arched inward, and she breathed deeply and closed her eyes.
She relaxed her hips and opened her legs wider, and groaned as Lexa thrust deeply into her, pulling back and almost out before thrusting back again. She clenched the furs, deciding to let Lexa do all the work, and she moaned at the punishing pace Lexa set. She had clearly underestimated her Alpha, that much was clear, and a small smile slipped along the edges of her mouth.
Lexa growled as she thrust hard and deep inside of Clarke, and each time she thrust she could feel the head of her cock scraping Clarke’s cervix, and could feel her knot pressing into Clarke. She grimaced when Clarke’s hot, silky muscles started to clench around her, and her cock throbbed. But this time she wasn’t going to stop until she had knotted the Omega and truly claimed her.
She thrust hard again, and ground her knot against Clarke’s entrance, enjoying the way it gave slightly to the pressure. She panted hard, knowing she was going to cum again soon, but she was determined she would knot her first.
“Jok, Klark,” she hissed as she leaned over Clarke, letting her breasts slide against Clarke’s wet skin. Her eyes fluttered closed at the wet scrape against her hard nipples, and she blindly reached around, her hand palming Clarke’s belly and sliding up and cupping one of her breasts. She smiled when Clarke hissed as her fingers closed around a nipple, and she gave it a light tug, and gently rolled it between her fingers, enjoying how it plumped into a hard bud.
“Unnng, Leska. Fuck,” Clarke growled as she felt her nipple tingle from where Lexa played with it. It ached, and she wished Lexa would flip her back over and use her mouth on her hot skin, but she knew the Alpha was going to knot her this time. Finally. She ached for it, and her sex throbbed in need.
“Do it, Leska. Knot me.” She reached behind her to grasp at Lexa’s hip or thigh, but her fingers slid futilely against hot skin, and she couldn’t get a good grip. She could feel Lexa’s knot pushing at her entrance, and she pushed back, feeling the entrance of her sex opening, and she groaned at the slight pain but it was quickly replaced with an overwhelming need to have Lexa full inside of her.
Lexa thrust hard again, both arms sliding around Clarke’s waist, and she heaved upward and back on to her knees, with Clarke in her arms, her back flush against her chest. She let her arms slip down to her hips, and she grasped and firmly pushed Clarke’s hips down against her knot. She panted at the feeling of knot slowly pushing against Clarke’s tight entrance, and she pushed up with her hips while pushing Clarke down on herself.
Clarke could feel the sweat dripping down her front, and she could barely breathe from the heat and pheromones in the room, but her skin still burned, and her muscles were tired and aching. She reached up with one hand, and wound it around Lexa’s neck, palming the base of her skull and pulling her down towards her neck. She could smell Lexa’s scent slicking across her skin, and she whimpered helplessly under the onslaught of Lexa’s Alpha. She tilted her neck, giving Lexa access, and with her other hand, she reached back and grabbed Lexa’s bottom, pulling her tight against herself. And with a last grunt of effort, Clarke bore down hard against Lexa’s hot knot, straining to take it in, and she let out a loud whoosh of air when she felt it pop in, and her body sealed Lexa within her sex.
Lexa licked Clarke’s neck, her Alpha prancing and preening that Clarke had offered her neck to her, and she opened her mouth sucking on the thick muscles of her neck, and she growled when she felt her knot finally pop inside Clarke’s hot sex, and she with the last few inches, the tip of her cock nudged hard at Clarke’s cervix.
Lexa trembled, almost giddy, when she felt the small muscle at Clarke’s cervix open and then slide over her cock head, sealing around the head. She rumbled deep in her chest and jogged her hips lightly, her cock pulsing in and rippling, as the first spurts of thick cum splashed directly into Clarke’s open womb. Her Alpha howled knowing there would soon be pups, and as the orgasm washed over her, she bit down hard into the muscle in Clarke’s neck, growling in victory that she had mated and bred her.
Clarke shuddered, clenching her eyes tight as she could feel the hot spurts splashing inside of her, but soon she couldn’t feel anything but the stifling heat encompassing her, and she felt dizzy as she saw flashes of light behind her eyelids as Lexa’s orgasm rolled through her and triggered her own. She barely felt the bite, but she felt the way her blood surged, and she could feel Lexa’s scent pushing against her skin, tearing through her muscles and settling deep in her bones. She could feel her scent all through her body, and it made her Omega giddy with want, and she cried and whimpered as her body shook in Lexa’s arms. She was truly mated to Lexa now, and her Omega only knew relief at the thought.
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She lay there quietly, her heat momentarily satisfied. She squirmed a little, and could feel a weak spurt of cum empty from Lexa’s cock head. They would be tied for a while, she wasn’t sure how long, but she could feel how swollen her belly was with Lexa’s cum. It was uncomfortable. She wasn’t used to feeling this kind of fullness in her lower belly, and she certainly wasn’t used to having her sex stretched so much. She could still feel how hard Lexa was, could feel her thickness stretching her. She supposed she would get used to it soon enough, but she felt a twinge of sadness.
She hadn’t counted on being mated to a stranger, and despite the fact that she could already smell their scents combining, she couldn’t help the unease in her breast at what she had done. She could only hope that Lexa would be gentle and not too demanding. She sighed, her eyes filling with tears. Perhaps she could even love Lexa in time, and maybe the older girl would some day love her also.
She was startled from her thoughts by the low whine at her back, and she felt Lexa shift even closer to her, trying to mold her body against Clarke. She whined again, and Clarke felt her heart ache in response. She was surprised by it, but reached back instinctively to comfort her mate. She slid her palm over Lexa’s hip.
“What’s wrong?” she whispered, and she shivered when she felt a warm tongue lick at the deep bite mark in her shoulder.
“You are sad,” whispered Lexa between licks. She could feel the shimmer of sadness lingering in the other girl, and she didn’t know how to comfort her. All she knew was that there was a clawing in her chest, and she could feel her anxiety rise, because she could smell the change in her mate. She felt tears burn her eyes, as she jogged her hips lightly into Clarke’s bottom. She couldn’t help the groan when she felt warm velvet flutter around her length, and she could feel herself start to cum again. She grit her teeth as she tried to refrain from pushing more into Clarke. Lexa’s mate was upset, and Lexa’s body was betraying her by cumming. She cursed herself, her arms tightening around Clarke.
Clarke could feel her mate’s distress. It was calling to her, and she instinctively started pumping out pheromones to calm and sooth her mate. She was surprised when she felt her own anxiety start to lessen when she felt Lexa start to relax behind her.
“What’s wrong, Klark. Please tell me so I can fix it.” Lexa buried her nose in Clarke’s hair, smiling at how the hair still stuck to her neck in a sweaty mess.
“I…I don’t know. I’m sorry,” whispered Clarke, her eyes filling with tears. She bit her lip, mortified that she was about to cry.
Lexa let her hand slide down Clarke’s body, and gently cupped her belly. “Does it hurt? You are so full. I’m sorry if I hurt you,” she whispered.
Clarke shrugged a little jostling Lexa slightly, and she bit her lip when she felt Lexa shift inside of her, and she moaned slightly when she felt the tingle of pleasure in her sex. Truth was it might have been uncomfortable, but it certainly had an upside to it. She chuckled at the thought.
“It’s ok, Lexa. I just miss my mum, and this has been an exhausting last few days…” her voice trailed off and she sighed, “And I don’t know you, and I don’t know how you will treat me. I’m a leader, Lexa. My people need me still, now more than ever. I need to lead my people. I can’t be barefoot and pregnant all the time.”
She grabbed Lexa’s hand tightly, “My people need me. I’m their leader,” she implored again.
Lexa tensed slightly and then relaxed a little. She lightly dragged her fingers across Clarke’s belly in soothing circles, “Sha, Klark. You are their leader, but they are now part of my coalition,” she dropped kisses on Clarke’s shoulders when she felt her tense. “We will rule together. You are strong and brave, and you are smart. I will not hurt you, Klark.” She shifted closer to Clarke again, nuzzling the warm flesh at her neck, “We have a tea that will prevent pregnancy. I will make it for you later, and when we are ready then we will have pups.”
She hesitated, suddenly unsure, “You-you do want pups? I know it was part of the agreement, but…do you want pups? My pups?” she whispered. She held her breath, afraid of what the answer might be, and knowing that if Clarke refused she would never force her.
Clarke twisted in Lexa’s arms, attempting to turn and face her, but when she heard Lexa’s groan of pain she stopped. She tried to move again, but felt the answering pain in her sex. She was still knotted and she shuddered at the pain that skittered up her spine.
“Ok, that wasn’t smart,” she huffed out in irritation. Lexa chuckled behind her, “No, not the brightest thing you have ever attempted, Skai Girl.” Her laugh ended in a loud umph as Clarke elbowed her in the ribs.
Lexa laughed again and wrapped her arms around Clarke again, “What were you trying to do.”
Clarke craned her neck around trying to see Lexa’s face. “I wanted to be able to look you in the eye when I answered you,” she muttered. She winced at the pain in her neck as she struggled to see over her shoulder.
“Oh,” Lexa murmured as she thought about a way that she would better be able to see the girl’s face. She thought for a minute and then smiled. She shifted against Clarke, pushing with her weight to roll Clarke on her belly.
“What the hell, Lexa! What are you doing?” Clarke resisted, pushing back, knowing if she was on her belly it would hurt.
“Trust me, Klark, roll over.” Lexa nudged her, and smiled when Clarke finally gave in with a roll of her eyes. She gently rolled her over on her belly, enjoying the brief moment as she pinned Clarke on the bed again. But then she slid her legs between Clarke’s and bent her knees, scooting slightly. She moaned when she felt her cock pulse inside of Clarke again. She bit her lip, trying to ignore the urge to pump her hips. She managed to maneuver to her knees, and wrapped her arms around Clarke’s torso and pulled up into her body.
She sat back on her heels, cradling Clarke in her arms, the girl’s back pressed tightly against her front. She pushed the girl slightly to the side and craned her neck down so she could see her better. She smiled at the view the position afforded her, and she felt her cock twitch and weak spurts of cum erupt from her cock head.
Her mate’s body was warm and curvy, lush with promise. She felt her mouth water as she gazed at the girl’s breasts, smiling when the pink nipples hardened in the warm air. She flicked her tongue across her teeth, wanting nothing more than to be able to reach down and take a hard nipple in her mouth, but she couldn’t. Later, she promised herself. She shifted in excitement, her cock twitching harder, and her eyes fluttered closed at the feel of Clarke’s inner muscles suddenly clenching around her, trying to pull her deeper.
“Ah…ar…Klark!,” she whined as she felt the blonde flex her abdominal muscles. She groaned, dropping her head to the girl’s shoulder when she chuckled. But two could play this game, and she smirked against Clarke’s warm skin when she slide her hand down her breast, tweaking both nipples. She cupped her swollen belly and then slid two fingers between the girl’s wet folds. She found her clit immediately, and tapped it gently with the pad of her finger, and then gently caressed it with the tips of her fingers.
She chuckled when she felt Clarke bear down on her knot, as the girl tried to gain more friction against her fingers. But she refused to press any harder on her clit, and she grinned as she felt it swell against her fingertips.
“Now what was it you wanted to tell me, Klark?”
Clarke heard the words whispered in her ear, but she ignored them in favor of relishing the hard heat pulsing inside of her sex. She groaned and rose up a little only to push back down again. She could barely move with Lexa’s knot inside of her, and she felt the burn at her entrance when she tried to move around her knot.
Lexa clamped down on Clarke’s hip with her other hand, grinding her down on to her knot. “No, Klark. Don’t move. You will hurt yourself,” she warned. She pressed harder on her clit, circling it, teasing it from its hood. But when she felt Clarke try to push up again, she clenched her hand harder on her hip, hard enough to warn her, maybe even bruise her. She nipped hard at the bite mark on Clarke’s shoulder, and was rewarded when the blonde pushed her head back, whimpering and bearing her neck. She let go of her shoulder, and cupped her heat with her hand. She licked at Clarke’s neck, nuzzling into the warm skin, reassuring her mate now that she had submitted.
“I don’t want you to hurt yourself, Klark, and if you keep pulling at my knot, you might tear.” She whispered as she dropped gentle kisses along Clarke’s shoulders, hoping her mate would listen to her. Her stomach curdled at the thought of her mate in pain, and she couldn’t help the worried whimper that escaped her lips.
“Ok, Leska, ok,” murmured Klark. She reached craned her neck so she could look into Lexa’s eyes, and her mouth dropped open a little when she saw deep mossy green staring back at her. “Oh,” she muttered a little surprised, “You are so beautiful,” she murmured as she cupped Lexa’s face.
She smiled when she saw the blush bloom across golden skin, and the Alpha duck her head to bury it in in Clarke’s blonde tresses. She chuckled and swatted at Lexa with her other hand, “So the big, bad Alpha can blush, huh?” She teased.
She laughed when she heard the muffled, “No, it’s just hot in here.”
“Look at me.” She was gratified when her mate’s head immediately popped up and she stared down at her. She bit her lip, Lexa may be the Alpha, but it was Clarke with the power. She craned her neck, managing to brush her lips along the edge of Lexa’s, “I do want to have you pups, just not right now.”
Lexa felt her heart thud hard, and she whined in excitement, “Our pups, Klark. Ours.” She wrapped both arms around Clarke, cradling her gently but firmly, and she dropped her head to rest on Clarke’s shoulder, purring in contentment.
Clarke smiled as she leaned back in Lexa’s arms, strangely soothed by the rumbling purrs behind her. She closed her eyes, letting Lexa’s warm, strong scent wash over her. She inhaled deeply, drawing it into her lungs, wrapping it around herself. It tasted like earth and rain, and felt like sunlight sliding across her skin. She let it wash over her again and again.
Tears pricked her eyes.
Lexa felt like home.