Clarke
Clarke awoke to a burning in her belly. She whimpered and curled around herself as the flame within her spread around through her limbs. Her heat. The full force had finally hit, sooner then she expected, it had first risen when Nia had her captive, but the pain she'd endured from Emmerson had held off the full effects of her heat. Which Clarke was truly thankful for. Her need to live, to survive had out weighed her need to procreate for once. Clarke didn't know what exactly to blame for that, but pinpointed it on Lexa. Being around the alpha had always done strange things to her body. Clarke groaned as she stretched her body, a tingling at the base of her neck pulled her to remember hat had happened a few hours earlier, in the most awkward sex of her life.
Clarke gingerly touched the gaze that covered the hollow at the base of her neck. She could still feel the indents of Lexa's teeth through the bandage, the roughness of the bond mark. After what seemed like too many years, the alpha had claimed her. Mated her, they were bonded. The blonde grinned wide, ignoring the aches of her body as she reveled in the fact that she, Chosen alpha, omega wolf, Clarke Griffin was mated to the mighty Alpha Lexa Woods. It was all she'd wanted since the first time she'd seen Lexa. She just had to return the favor now. Lexa was hers, no one else's, and she'd have a matching bond mark to show it. As the omega made a move to find her alpha, the pains in her body returned, ricocheting through her body.
It was a mixture of the silver poisoning she'd received from Emmerson torture and the burning sensation in her belly that made Clarke lay back down again. During her banishment, Clarke had found a black market dealer who sold suppressants for the werewolf community, but she'd run out during her last heat. She'd meant to go back and restock, but Bellamy and Gustus had gotten to her first. It had been a long time since Clarke had felt the full brunt of her heat, especially around an Alpha. No not just an Alpha, the Alpha. Her alpha.
The omega groaned and rolled onto her aide as the heat and want intensified, over lapping the pain from her healing wounds, it felt like the sun was in her stomach, moving down to her sex. She wanted Lexa. Needed Lexa. She could smell her, all around. Clarke managed to push herself up, finding herself in an unknown bedroom, surrounded by things that where tribal in decorative value. But Lexa's scent was there, everything carried her scent. From the plaid bedsheets below Clarke, to the tribal wall hangings, the clothes strew across the floor, to the thick rug over the wooden floor boards. It was all her scent. She caught sight of the adjoining bathroom door ajar, hearing the running water through it. Lexa was here, she had to be.
Her suspicious where confirmed when the water shut off and a very naked, very erect Lexa appeared at the doorway to her bathroom. Her chest heaved, water rolling down her golden skin as she stared into the bedroom. Directly at the panting form of Clarke. The omega whimpered slightly at the sight, a surge of arousal shooting directly to her groin. Lexa looked wild, the look of pure lust on her yellow eyes,
"Clarke…" the alpha managed to groan out as she strode into the room, her thick cock bobbing slightly as she walked. Clarke whimpered again, writhing on the bed. Her clothes were confining her. She needed to be naked, she needed Lexa on her, "Clarke. Your heat.." the alpha growled, stopping at the edge of the bed. Clarke began to claw at her clothing then, tearing her shirt from her back, "Clarke…" Lexa growled again. The omega could only whine low, stripping down to her underwear. She rose to her knees, her eyes locked on Lexa's, hand reaching out to her. Her body was trembling with need, the Alpha's strong aura flooding over her, mixing with her own.
Lexa
Lexa only had to assume That Clarke had been continuously using suppressants for her heat for the last three years, which had made this one more intense then ever, her body felt like it was on fire, and Clarke's aura was positively humming around her. Lexa could smell the omegas arousal, seeping from every pour of her body and pooling thick between her legs, hidden behind those tiny black panties. Heavy, hot and thick. Calling to her.
A growl rumbled from her chest, not an angry growl, but playful, lustful. As Clarke's hands stroked down her bare chest, fingers grazing over her hardened dark nipples, Lexa rose her head high and howled, warning any wolves in the woods the surrounded them that Clarke was hers, only hers.
The sound effected Clarke, so much so that Lexa could smell the fresh wave of want coming from the omega. She needed Lexa. Now. They'd be undisturbed, Lexa had brought then to the Packs cabin, miles away from the Trikru and Skikru lands, hidden deep within forest land, but close enough to the ocean to be secluded. It was perfect for omegas in heat and their joining Alpha's. Lexa had to wonder for a moment, did her mother, Costia and Sire, Sorcha come here? Was she standing in the same position as her parents? There was so much she still didn't know.
Crawling towards the alpha, Clarke closed her fist around the thick erection that sat at the apex of Lexa's thighs, stroking from base to head in one smooth motion. This drew the Alpha's eyes back to her, her full attention on the omega knelt before her, stroking her. Lexa groaned, eyes fluttering shut, her hips jerking forward, already the slit at the tip was leaking, trailing down the underside of the shaft and coating Clarke's hand as she continued to stroke Lexa. Clarke had to marvel at the alpha, her skin had grown so hot that the remaining water from the shower had dried, her perfectly smooth abs tensed as Clarke caressed her twitching cock, her chest heaved, Lexa's breaths coming out in short pants now. Clarke could tell the alpha was close, so close to cumming and she couldn't have that. Clarke needed Lexa, she needed her in her, filling her.
"Lexa," Clarke spoke the alphas name low, her voice rumbling through her chest. Lexa's eyes snapped open, blazing yellow and locking on Clarke's face. In one word the alpha knew what Clarke wanted, needed. She could feel it in the air. They came together in a hungry kiss, tongues fighting for dominance as Lexa moved the omega against her bed, her fingers sliding down Clarke's exposed ribcage, tracing the lines of her hips. She moved her mouth to her neck, hungrily drinking in Clarke's scent as she kissed down her body, her right hand sliding down Clarke's last remaining item of clothing.
Clarke instantly obliged, her hips lifting to help Lexa, once the panties were gone Clarke's legs parting willingly, giving Lexa the easiest access to run her digits through the omega slick sex. Lexa groaned low at the feel of Clarke, so warm, ready and wet. She felt her cock twitch again, leaking against the Clarke's thigh as she drank in the sight of Clarke. The omega squirmed at her touch, writhing on the bed spread, her eyes closed, face contorted in pleasure. Lexa dipped her head down then, her eyes never leaving Clarke's face, even when she flicked the tip of her tongue against the pearl between Clarke's legs.
The omega moaned deeply, her hips buckling as Lexa began to greedily lap at her clit, she twisted her tongue around it, pushing back Clarke's hood to directly pay attention to the bundle of nerves. She felt the wet heat on her chin, the smell was intoxicating. She had to taste Clarke, it had been too long. Lexa slid her tongue down through the velvet folds. Toying with Clarke's entrance, drinking her in. Grasping her own sex, Lexa began to pump, coating her shaft with her own lubricant, she couldn't hold off any longer.
Clarke didn't even register the movement, as Lexa went from devouring her with her tongue to sliding the swollen head of her erection through her folds. The blonde whimpered, clutching at the sheets below her, clawing her hands up to Lexa's hips, pulling her towards where Clarke needed her the most. Lexa slid into her easily, her thick cock stretching Clarke to breaking point, but the omega moaned low, her body welcoming Lexa happily. The alpha stilled for a moment, her cock fully seated in the omega. Her knot had yet to form, but Lexa knew it wouldn't be long before it did, the way her body as pulsing and how hot Clarke's cunt was around her, Lexa was actually surprised she hadn't came yet.
As the omega whimpered lightly, bucking her hips, Lexa began to thrust, lowering her head to kiss Clarke softly. The blonde returned the kiss, slipping her tongue against Lexa's bottom lip as the alpha picked up a carefully pace. She didn't break Clarke, she had to hold back relentlessly fucking the omega. Even though she wanted it so badly. But Clarke seemed to be enjoying the motion her hips made, moaning and whimpering each time Lexa thrust into her, her mouth peppering her neck with kisses, hands caressing her back, fingers running over the scratched Clarke had left there earlier.
"More, Lexa, More," Clarke demanded, her eyes, now a striking violet color meeting Lexa's. The alpha nodded, slipping from within her. Clarke whined ag the loss of her Alpha's cock, pushing herself up to rest on her elbows, "Excuse me, but k was enjoying that," the omega protested, frowning hard. Lexa chuckled and dropped down besides her, sitting with her back to the headboard of the bed,
"You'll enjoy this more," she practically whispered, her voice low and husky. Clarke shuddered as she spoke, as of Lexa's works ran across her skin. The omega moved towards Lexa, straddling her lap as the alpha guided her shaft to her entrance. The omega whimpered with need as Lexa slide herself inside, letting Clarke slowly take her in, inch by inch. The angle was different, deeper, and Lexa knew Clarke would have to take it slow. She stilled herself as the omega slide further down her cock, rocking her hips as she reached the base. Lexa kept herself from throwing her head back and howling with pleasure, Clarke had never felt so good around her. She was brought back to her sense as the omega braced herself with hands on her shoulders, her hips rolling with pure intent.
Clarke's inner walls tightened around her shaft as she rocked on her, her eyes fixed on her face, breaths panting lightly. Lexa surged forward, capturing Clarke in a deep kiss as the omega rode her hard, she was practically bouncing on her cock. Lexa groaned into her mouth, feeling the pressure building at the base of her shaft, her knot was making itself known. Clarke grunted with pleasure, rubbing down hard to the knot, her wetness coating it thickly. Lexa whined low, thrusting up into her now, hands gripping her ass tightly. Clarke threw her head back, tearing the bandaged from her throat to expose the mating bond mark. Lexa flicked her tongue against the healing wound, tracing the lines of where her teeth had broken the omegas skin.
The motion made Clarke cry out in pleasure, pushing down onto Lexa's knot, there was the tiniest of pops and they where toed together, for the second time in almost the same amount of time. Lexa groaned deeply, throwing her head back as her nails scraped down Clarke's thighs. That's when the omega took her chance, her mouth latched to the hollow of Lexa's throat. Biting down hard, matching the mating bond that Clarke already supported. Lexa howled loudly, jerking up into Clarke hard, there wasn't much room to move now they where tied, but her cock throbbed within the omegas hot walls. She need to cum, she could feel it right there, tipping over the edge. Lexa thrust and drove up deeply, holding Clarke against her as the omega bit down hard.
Clarke's inner walls tensed, fluttering around Lexa's shaft, tugging at her to cum, to fill her whole. As the omega rolled her hips again, Lexa felt the pressure build and burst, her cock exploding within the blonde filling her to the brink as Clarke, too tipped over the edge, her hands gripping Lexa's shoulders, teeth sinking harder into her skin. They rode out their orgasms as one, bonded, mated, whole again.
Clarke
Lexa's hand was lazily tracing the contours of her back as Clarke lay atop her. The Alpha's knot had gone down a good twenty minutes ago, as had her erection, but Clarke didn't want to get off her yet. The intensity of her heat had subsided enough for neither of them to be raging balls of horniness, so Clarke was taking the time to listen to Lexa's heart beat though her cushion like breasts.
The alpha smell good, like home, like her. A mixture of their scents. They'd mated now, bonded with the mark, the knotting. Everything. Clarke couldn't help but smile, she understood now why Octavia smelt like Lincoln and herself all at once. They were one, two pieces of one puzzle. Firstly fixed together. Clarke raised her head as a low hum came from her mates chest,
"We need to rename the pack," Lexa murmured softly, stroking her hand down Clarke's rump lightly. The blonde sighed and smiled, meeting Lexa's eyes,
"What do you want to call it?" she shifted, rolling off Lexa and curling into her side, replacing her head on the Alpha's chest,
"I'm torn between two options," Lexa replied, gazing off with dreamy look in her eyes,
"I don't think the pack will agree to 'I love Clarke so much' or 'Clarke Griffin is the shit'. Thought in my opinion the latter is the best option," Lexa huffed loudly, shoving Clarke's shoulder slightly,
"I'm being serious Clarke!" Lexa whined, pouring. Clarke couldn't suppress the laugh that came, it was more or a giggle as she propped herself up on her elbow, kissing the Alpha's flushed cheek,
"Okay, okay. Serious alpha talk," she said with the smallest cheeky grin she could manage. Lexa frowned hard, still pouring, "Hey its too Kate now to oust me as co-alpha," Clarke murmur with poke to Lexa's ribs,
"Hmm, I'm not too sure. Anya would probably chase you out,"
"Yeah when she'd not drooling over Raven," Clarke sighed, rolling her eyes as she cuddled in tighter to Lexa's side. She wanted Raven to be happy, she was her friend, and it was extremely obvious that she was so into Anya it was painful, but she was mated to Finn. And Finn was a dick to say the least,
"Yeah I noticed that too. Are we like that?" Lexa questioned to the air, her fingers returning to trace Clarke's spine with her fingers. Clarke pondered quietly to herself, maybe when they were younger they might have been. But now? She wasn't sure,
"maybe, I don't know. Gustus and Indra always pull faces when I'm around, maybe that's it?" Clarke shrugged, nuzzling the side of Lexa's breast, "So, pack names Mighty Alpha, what you got?"
"Kongedakru? Or maybe Hukopkru? The mean alliance and loyalty, maybe we should put it to a Pack vote," Lexa mused softly, turning her head to kiss the blondes brow, inhaling the scent of her mate. Clarke hummed as she did so, enjoying the chaste touch of Lexa's warm lips. She snuggled on tighter to the alpha, wrapping an arm around her waist,
"I like Kongedakru, we created an alliance, we should celebrate that with our new name," Clarke said with a small nod. Lexa laughed deeply, shifting them till she lay onto of the blonde. Clarke squealed and laughed as the alpha began to tickle her fingers down Clarke's sides, planting soft kisses on her skin as she moved down her, "Lexa! Lex! Stop stop!" Clarke cried out, laughing deeply from the touches. Her breath caught as Lexa's touch slid between her thighs.
Clarke looked down, catching the lust filled eyes of the alpha between her legs, her tongue rolling against her clit in slow circles. Clarke worried at her bottom lip as Lexa's hands slid down her thighs slowly, Clarke opened the slowly as Lexa's tongue began to lap at her, delving down to her entrance and back up again. The blonde gave a throaty moan as the alpha began to devour her, the top of Lexa's tongue drawing her clit from beneath it's hood. Clarke's eyes became unfocused as Lexa unleashed her ravenous tongue upon her. The blonde wound her hands down into the dark locks of Lexa's hair, twisting the tendrils tightly around her digits as Lexa's tongue drew her closer and closer to an orgasm.
Her hips bucked and her back bowed, a scream of pleasure mixed with a howl erupting from her chest as Clarke's orgasm rolled though her, sparks flying through her body, every nerve ending tingling as she gushed over Lexa's chin. The alpha lapped it up hungrily, planting one final kiss against Clarke's pulsing clit before resting her cheek against Clarke's thigh. The omega plated hard, flopping hard against the mattress, her hands dropping from Lexa's hair.
"Yo…you…can keep doing that," Clarke moaned low, followed by a chest rumbling laugh from the alpha between her legs.