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Notes:
Thank you so much for the replies on the last chapter! I am so happy about it! Glad to know you liked it in spite of my many grammar issues (not English native speak gal here and no I do not have a beta reader).
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Thirteen months ago…
Chapter XIV: Struggles
Thirteen months ago…
RAVEN
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"Girls?" Jake called softly, "Rae, Clarke?" No answer, he could tell that both Omegas had traces of dried tears on their cheeks. "What happened? Is it not working?" Jake softly asks, eyes on the makeshift radio.
The man moves close the pair. Squatting next to Raven, he tenderly reaches for the brunette's cheek. Startled, Raven's jumps when Jake's thumb slowly wipes off her cheek some new tears.
"The radio works. Rae built it after all."
The man smiled. "That's amazing sweetheart-"
"We made contact with mom." Raven supplies softly.
Jumping to his feet, Jake embraces both Omegas tightly, but he notices how tense they are.
"What is it?"
Raven groans, slumping heavily on her stool whilst Clarke folds her arms over her chest, "We don't have good news."
Kicking with her right foot the stool, hands on the edge of the desk, Raven angrily mutters, "Three hundred Omegas are about to be floated because they refused to cooperate with the Arc's breeding program."
"WHAT?!"
"There's more," Clarke adds, Jake stares at her, fear written all over his face, "-Mom says that she most likely will be floated too. She refused to do force those who didn't want to 'cooperate' with the Arc."
"They can't!" Jake started to click on the radio, "She's an Alpha and chief surgeon! They're not supposed to get rid of her!"
Eyes on the blonde Omega, Clarke and Raven stared silently at Jake work his way with the radio.
"Dad," the brunette speaks softly, "-Mom, s-she wanted you to know-"
Slamming a fist on the table, Jake replies, "Abby can tell me all of that herself once she's here!" His blue eyes moved from the radio's screen from Clarke to Raven, "We need to contact Sinclair."
Understanding, Raven follows Jake's instructions. Clarke offered to hand whenever they need, tools or equipment. The younger blonde noticed that neither Raven or Jake had had any water or food in a while. After compliment the great taste of the food and odd flavor of ground water has (she was used to the Arc's recycled piss-water), Raven focused her energy back on the radio.
After trying several times to make contact with the Arc, they found an open signal. Sounds of static trying to go through the Arc's channels echoed around them.
"This is a restricted channel," a voice finally came out of the speaker, "Who is this? Identify yourself."
Grinning, Jake grabs the intercom. "Sinclair? Is that you? It's Griffindor Gear!"
A gasp broke out of the speaker. Rustling sounds were heard and the signal immediately went off. Raven and Clarke started to swear.
"What? That Pendejo shut us off!"
"Shit, why did he do that!?"
"And why are you smiling?" Raven asks Jake, "The asshole shut us off!"
Jake chuckles, "Patience."
About to ask why was he's so chill about the situation, Clarke's train of thoughts was stopped by a new beeping sound coming from the radio.
Raven arches a brow, "Someone's trying to reach us!?"
Nodding, Jake takes the call. "Jake? Is that you?!"
"Jacapo, you still remember my code-name, pal!" The older blond grins.
"Holy shit. You two did it," Clarke gasps, moving closer to the intercom, "-and I am so sorry to cut this short, dad," Jake nods handing her the intercom, "-uh, Engineer Sinclair?"
"Who's this? Where's Jake?!"
"Listen to Clarke, buddy." Jake reassures his friend. "Time's short."
Not very happy to be deprived to speak with his best friend, Sinclair manages, "Clarke?!"
"We know about the Omega situation." Clarke went to the point. Jake understood. After all, his daughter has been leading their people on the ground for years now. "I need you to send those Omegas on an 'exploration' ship to the ground. Like you did with dad and I back then. Yes, I know it was you and I can't thank you enough." The younger blonde smiled, "And if somehow you can get yourself, Kane and Mom on that ship would be great!"
Silence took over both ends of the line for a moment. Sinclair finally breathed out.
"Dear God, you all are really on the ground?"
"Yes, Sinclair." Jake chuckles.
"Wait, are you sure the ground is safe?"
"Yes, Engineer," Clarke sighs tiredly, "-dad and I have been for years now-"
"I heard that, but is it truly safe?"
Raven's patience was at its limit.
"No Sinclair, we're fucking ghosts and we took over the communication network just to scare the shit out of you." When no sound was uttered from the Arc's side, the brunette snorts, "Really? You think we're ghosts? I thought you were a man of science!"
"This is insane…"
"Please, my Mom," Clarke urges, catching Sinclair's attention back, "-I want you, and all the innocent people you can gather, with us on the ground. I'm trusting you will think how to-"
"I'm in." Sinclair stops Clarke, "I'll do it. And Clarke, don't try to reach for us, it's dangerous! I moved your signal to a private channel. Give me, three days' top. I promise we'll see you again."
Jake nods to her daughter. "Thank you, my friend. Use Raven's pod coordinates."
"Got it Jay, it's so good to hear you. Over and out."
"Over and out." Replied Jake and Clarke.
The three Omegas remained silent for a second until Raven's low chuckles turned into a loud peals of laughter. That drew the other's attention.
"Rae-"
"Dude," the brunette was holding her sides as she started to cackle, "-did Sinclair consider that we were actual ghosts?!"
Waking up, with a startle, has her assessing her surroundings, sighing when the latest memories of her busy night and early morning hits.
"Damn," Raven massages her temples, "-how long did i sleep?"
"You passed out after that long bath you took last night," Clarke's amused voice replies from the other side of the room, where the radio had been built, "-it's almost mealtime, so I'd say you were asleep about fifteen hours."
"Gee, and I feel like I need a couple more," Raven yawns, mouth wide open, "Uh, I don't remember this bed. Does the ground provide magical accommodations too?"
"Nope. Anya helped, she brought the cot for you and moved you." Clarke was enjoying the furious blush that took over Raven's features. "I know, how sweet of her, right?"
"Anya. Y-Yeah, she's… nice. I kinda like her."
"Mmmh," Clarke nods smirking, "-I bet you kinda do."
Coughing, disguising her embarrassment, the brunette asks, "Whatcha doing here, sis? Shouldn't you be banging your own Alpha?"
"I'm wounded sis, I've been here waiting for you and this is how you treat me?" The blonde feigned to be hurt, "-I was worried you might get a stomach ache or indigestion, which is normal given our bad nutrition history, so I came in to check on you."
Getting off the cot, Raven sighs lazily. "That bath was amazing, I don't think I've ever been this clean before." She eyed her arms and hands happily, "And that thing we ate, the one with green thingies on a stick were freaking delicious!"
"Yeah, baths even can clean a person's soul. Oh, and the other thing was steak. The thingies are called pepper bells, vegetables. Very different from the Arc's tho." Clarke chuckles as Raven licked her lips at the memory of the tasty dish. "I wanted to keep you company since dad's not around."
"Oh, and uhm, where's Anya?" Raven asks, trying to sound nonchalant.
"Love you too, sis." The blonde sarcastically replies, amused at Raven's clear need of the blonde Alpha, "It's the afternoon, so Anya's probably kicking somebody's ass."
"Nice." Raven smirks. "Are you going to Lexa's?"
Chuckling at Raven's odd sisterly affection. "Before I left, Lexa was engaged in some strategic chat with Anya."
"Cool."
Nodding, Clarke makes a gesture with her head, and Raven walked behind her. "The Arc and mom's situation has me tense, I feel so powerless."
"I know." Raven sighs, taking and squeezing the blonde's hand. "But up there, is either follow the rules or to get floated."
"We're not up there. Not anymore." Clarke assures, "And now I can and will make a difference. Omegas shouldn't feel rejected or unwanted. We are so much more than that." Raven gave her a hopeful look whilst walking next to her.
Nodding, the brunette stared curiously around her. Every single person in this village seemed to be something to be busy with. There were cooks, muscly blacksmiths hammering on their anvil, even the kids running around the huts apparently have important assignments.
On their way to wherever Clarke's taking them, Raven notices the lack of lurking sky Omegas. She found them gathered around a fence, shouting and yelling words of encouragement.
Noticing the inquisitiveness in Raven's eyes made Clarke grin, the blonde makes her way towards the crowded area. Lexa was waiting for them at the front.
As soon as the grounders sees Clarke they let her and Raven through, the Omega pair reached the front line of the crowd, Lexa smiled at Clarke and nodded to Raven, turning her face to the center of a fighting pitch.
The blonde Omega smirks in Raven's face, blanding her fist in the air, she started to howl some words in grounder language. A loud crash against the fence in front of her startles the brunette. It was Bellamy, he had a black eye, his cheek bruised and his lower lip was bleeding purposefully.
"Bellamy? What the-" just before the brunette could end whatever she's going to ask, sky people and grounders started to chant excitedly.
"You can do it Bell!"
"Sis em op!"
Clarke and Lexa shouted in unison, "Onya! Nou wich em op!"
A known voice shouts from the other side of the fighting pitch, "You can take her down bro!" it was Octavia.
"Clarke, what-" Raven lost her words at the sight before her.
There, in all her sweaty and fighting glory stood Anya eluding and grinning to a very beaten up Bellamy Blake.
"The Ark Alpha challenged Anya to a friendly one on one." Lexa answers, "Although, I have yet to see the friendly part."
Anya ducked a kick Bellamy sent to her right side, and using her own momentum she twists her body and slamming her feet against the man's flat butt pushing him forward, forcing him to eat some dirt.
"Oh wow," The brunette's jaw hits the ground, impressed, "-she's so fucking good!"
At that moment, hazel eyes found Raven's among the cheering crowd and the second she acknowledges the mechanic; Bellamy's fist hit her square in the face, forcing Anya to take a couple of steps back, holding her jaw. The man shouted excitedly finally landing a punch on his opponent. This, Anya distracted and receiving a punch, had Raven gasped in surprise.
"Uh-oh." Clarke sing-songs amusedly.
Raven eyed from her blonde sister to Lexa looking for answer.
"She's mad now." Green eyes danced with mirth, "Anya had just spotted you and got punched, that's not good for an Alpha's who's showing her strength to their keryon teina."
"The what?"
"Not bad, Ark Alpha." They heard Anya taunts, wiping what little blood her lip had.
Taking a side step, helping herself with her own weight, Anya grabs Bellamy by his pants' waistband, her other hand on his shoulder shirt, and hauls him into the air as if the man wasn't taller and heavier than herself, throwing him a good couple of meters away from her. She didn't want to be ridiculed in front of her soon to be Mate.
"Dear Lord," Raven shivers, unusually turned on by the Alpha display of strength, "-she's so fucking hot!"
"Don't know about hot," Lexa smirks, arms crossed over her chest, a proud look in her eyes, "-but she's very strong. Your friend didn't know what he was getting into," earning a brow from Raven, "-not saying she can make me, Heda, submit, but physically? Yes. Anya was my Fos…eh, my mentor and trainer, over a decade ago."
Anya easily avoided, ducked and clashed fists against fists with the other Alpha. The fact that she grinned, taking some punches on her stomach and her right side had Raven sighing breathlessly.
Clarke grins watching Bellamy taking Anya's hard knee on his thigh, shrieking in pain. "Never thought I'd be happy to see Anya beating the living crap out of another Alpha."
In appearance, Bellamy was bigger and stronger than Anya. But it was painfully obvious that Bellamy didn't have any tactical training. In a second, Raven finds herself shouting and cheering for Anya along with the grounders.
'Anya's going to make him, her bitch. Why is that thought so arousing!?'
Holding him by the shoulders whilst he tried to keep breathing, Anya quickly dug both her knees into Bellamy's ribs, making him shriek in pain. Taking Bellamy's wrists, twisting them behind his back, she pushed him to the ground. The man bucks underneath Anya, trying to dislodge. The blonde seemed to be expecting the desperate twist, and unfazed by the man's display, she jabbed her right knee on his side once and then again, hands tightly holding his wrists, making sure he stayed where she had him pinned.
"Ready to give up?" Anya asks loudly not receiving an answer.
Inevitably, Raven shudders at the display of dominance of her chosen Alpha over Bellamy, who is one of the strongest Alpha assholes from the Arc. A pang of jealousy ran down her spine as she watches the blonde's beautiful lips curved up in a mocking grin, yelling close to Bellamy's ear.
"Say I'm better fighter! And a stronger Alpha!"
'I wonder if she'd pin me to the ground like that if I-'
"N-No!" Bellamy huffs. There was no way he would be able to break out of Anya's tight grip.
Gasping, and embarrassingly aroused, Raven sees Bellamy's cheek hollowing out and turning his face to her Alpha. The Omega knew what the dumb boy-man was about to do. Fortunately, Anya saw this too, and remained in place until she could tell where he's going to spit, dodging to the side without rolling off of him.
"Very mature." Anya said, rolling her eyes. "I suppose I shouldn't be shocked that an Ark Alpha has absolutely no manners or respect for the highest rank."
The Arc Alpha's struggle for freedom began to subside, he became less and less violent finally tilting his head to the side, showing his neck to Anya, effectively submitting to the stronger Alpha. A female grounder Alpha.
Smirking, the blonde Alpha lets go of Bellamy's hands and proceeds to push herself off him, arms pumping into the air victoriously effectively asserting her dominance over the insolent Arc Alpha. The brunette had her eyes glued to the sweaty ground who growls loudly a triumphant roar.
Raven's Omega starts to call for Anya's Alpha, and she was embarrassingly aware of the desire the blonde had unleashed in her.
'Holy shit, Anya just kicked Bellamy's ass! She's fucking awesome. How I envy Bell, he's got to feel that strong body! Even if she wasn't touching him the way my lady-bits yearns to-' Clarke voice cuts Raven's sinful fantasies.
"Such a show off."
The brunette's heart skips faster when Anya offers her hand to Bellamy, helping him off of the ground. The bruised Arc Alpha reluctantly takes her hand, wincing in pain as he stands on wobbling legs. Octavia was quickly next to her brother.
With a resigned smile, Bellamy shakes Anya's forearm acknowledging his defeat. With a move of her head, the Alpha points out the tent that served as the Village's infirmary. Nodding, Bellamy prompts his sister to help him to get some medical assistance. Octavia reluctantly complies, leaving Anya to her own business.
Anya's kind gesture made it hard for Raven to stop herself from marching straight to the blonde and kiss her in front of the whole village. But she'd rather wait until they both were alone. Lexa shouts some words in Trig and everyone, included the Skai delinquents, started to retreat to their tasks.
Everyone left, except for a pair of slim –and okay, total smoking hot- grounder women that reached for Anya's biceps and tried to help her clean up. This made Raven scowl.
Releasing a shuddering breath, the brunette Omega vents out a thought. "What is it with the people here? Guys are hot, women are hot, why's everyone hot!?"
Lexa eyed Raven as if she had grown a second head. Clarke shrugs, and answers, "Global warming?"
Anya had awkwardly dismissed the women that wanted to help her, moving to drink from a large pitch of water still not daring to make eye contact with Raven.
The brunette found this to be unacceptable.
'How can anyone look so enticingly hot by just drinking water?! Oh, shit, how I wish to be that droplet of water, make my way all over that neck and disappear between that pair of beautiful breasts… fuck!' Raven was literally drooling over Anya's panting and sweaty shape.
"You are going to make a puddle, whether if its drool or not." Clarke teases her fellow Omega.
Feeling the weight of Raven's gaze, Anya slowly turns to face her chosen –and destined- Omega, not that Raven knew about this little detail.
Hazel eyes caught chocolate ones staring lustfully at her. To say Anya's Alpha is awfully satisfied with Raven's ogle, was an understatement, and of course the Alpha's body choose that moment to betray her as she tries to drink a mouthful of water, but said water went to the wrong pipe making her cough and blow the liquid out of her nostrils!
Clarke and Lexa went silent watching Anya trying miserably to tame her coughing fit.
"Did she just-," the blonde whispers in Trig.
"Yes. She did." Lexa sighs.
"Wha… why?"
"I blame your sister for turning my best General, my right hand and best friend, into a complete dolt!" Lexa hisses annoyed.
Olympically ignoring the bickering from the couple next to her, is not that she understands that language anyways, Raven sighs dreamily. "I think… I might have a crush on your General, sis."
Clarke let go a loud snort, "Congratulations, Rae! You are officially the last one to know."
Once the cough stopped, a blushing mess, Anya turns around. She did not want to see Raven after that embarrassing move. With her back facing the approaching trio, she removes her breast plate, she was wearing a worn-out black tank top. Broad shoulders, and well defined arms covered in beautiful tattoos full on display.
"How can someone be so fucking perfect?" Lexa and Clarke heard Raven ask amazed.
Turning to Raven, Clarke suddenly realizes, "Since when are you into women? Don't remember hearing you saying anything about a girlfriend or female lover before." The Omegas stayed a couple of meters away from the Alphas. Lexa was congratulating her former fos.
"I didn't know I liked them either! Anya... she… I just, she just smells delicious!" Raven babbles, eyes glued to the handsome Alpha, "Can't help it, is not that she's bad to the eyes either… holy crap, look at that!"
Now that there was no one around them, Raven could have a better look at the blonde Alpha. Chocolate eyes scanned down Anya's beautifully sculpted body, toned muscles, flawlessly defined arms... The black tank top hugs her torso tightly, leaving those perfectly toned arms on full view, teasing the brunette with their mere existence.
Raven's eyes widen when her gaze lands over a very peculiar tattoo. It looks exactly like the birth mark she has on the inside of her forearm. 'Huh, that's strange. It almost looks like my awesome mole.' Her inner Omega howled with excitement for some reason still unknown to her.
Before she could understand the full meaning of the situation, the Alpha had taken the brim of her shirt in a hand bringing it up to clean her sweaty forehead, and as a result a glimpse of the most exquisite eight pack Raven's ever seen flashes before her lustful eyes.
'Holy shit, I knew she's well build, but this is insanely erotic, am I dead and went to horny heaven? Or is this hell, and this's why she's all the way there and I am standing here as an idiot not touching her?!'
Clarke understood Raven's predicament, she's been the same when she and her mate started to court each other. Tilting her head, she scrunches her nose at the aroused pheromones her sister started to broadcast.
"You know, Rae, you're not being very subtle right now. You're practically eating her alive."
"I wish." Biting her lip, eyes moving up and down Anya's frame, Raven replies, making the blonde chuckle. 'Shit, now I need to change my underwear!'
Watching the Alpha grumpily receiving a word from a smirking Heda had her Omega whines in wanton. Unintentionally, Raven reaches for Anya's hand, snarling at Lexa the moment the green eyed Alpha placed a hand over Anya's shoulder patting it amicably.
Clarke jumped at the Omega's possessive display, "Woa-woa sis, that's my Mate you're snarling at!"
Catching the Omega's behavior, trying to control the sudden need of make Raven submit Heda's hands rubbed her temples once again. Lexa promptly instructs, "Onya, ban osir au!"
Torn, between her own need to obey Heda and the desire to stay with Raven, Anya finally spares one last longing glance at her Omega before nodding and leaving.
"W-Where's she going?!"
"Hold on, you need to calm down first," Clarke states firmly, "-Lexa just asked Anya to leave. Sis, you're letting your Omega take over your mind."
Chocolate eyes followed Anya's retreating figure, disappearing behind the door of the biggest hut of the villages before focus on what Clarke had asked her to do.
Raven starts to take deep breaths. It did not help, the need of Anya didn't go away, it was maybe because when Lexa got close to them, she smelled of Alpha, but not as pleasant as Anya. This upsets her Omega.
'Hold your tits, why do I feel all possessive over her? Fuck, I feel like my core is on fire!' Breathing was starting to become difficult, her skin was itching for contact and Raven noticed that her arousal was beyond her own imagination. 'Yeah. I definitely need to take care of this literal itch.'
"Rae?"
Shaking her head, Raven tries to ignore the warmth rushing underneath her skin, the fire flooding in her veins at the slightest memory of Anya's scent... the rush of warmth pooled between her legs and a painful throbbing seizes the Omega's needy core.
Glaring at the pair, Raven replies, "I'm fine," turning around, Lexa and Clarke made a slight move to follow her, but she halts them, "-I, uh, want to be alone for a bit. Sorry sis... Heda."
"Ravon, you need to stay away-" Lexa tried to warn the Omega but was interrupted by Raven's had on her face as a halting signal before she gestures taping an imaginary hat over her head.
The brunette was beyond frustrated. Walking away, not looking back at her sister and Mate, Raven didn't want them to see the wince that took over her features.
This distance with Anya had started to physically hurt and her Omega showed its irritation sending her a huge pain in her lower loins.
The warm air nips at the brunette's arms, understandable considering she was wearing a light shirt due to the hot weather. Sweat started to coat her skin, she wandered around the Village for a good hour. Painfully aware of the growing need tugging at her insides, she slowed her pace on her way to the warehouse. Unfortunately, Raven's ability to process rational thought slipped away the more she wandered around the village. Cramps constricted her lower belly, forcing her to slightly bend over from time to time as she walked. Feverish shudders wracked her body, and she was plagued by arousing and sweaty thoughts of Anya.
'So fucking close to Anya's house…' She could see the Generals hut; it will only take her a minute away walking… 'I can't. There's a reason Clarke and her Mate didn't want me close to her, but this… I fucking need to see how's she doin' after that fight.'
Gulping, she halts her walk and stared at the beautiful blue sky, there were no clouds and the sun brightens everything around. Sighing, a hand pressed on her lower belly, she shakes her head and resumed her walk.
Arriving to the warehouse's window, she sees Jake through the crystal, staring at the radio, waiting. Deciding she wasn't in a mood to interact with anyone else, she walks past her destination and moves to the big tent at end of the Village.
'Fuck it, I don't know how, but I know she needs me now.'
The Omega groans in pain. apparently her uterus chooses that day to annoy her, 'I know this darn feeling is because Clarke and Lexa want me to stay away from my blondy…' About to arrive at Anya's, she remembers seeing the Alpha in the same discomfort at the thought of staying away from the Omega brunette. 'Could it be?' Moving around, careful not to be spotted by either, Lexa or Clarke, the brunette sneaks her way towards the hut she saw her favorite Alpha enters.
Releasing a deep breath, she takes and twists the doorknob. 'Huh, door isn't locked.' Carefully, she introduces herself to the General's house, locking the door, squinting as she looks around for the blonde. The Alpha's hut projects an aura of unwavering dominance. It filled her lungs as soon as she steps in and breathes the air, her legs wobbled, feeling the undeniable desire in her midsection grew stronger almost causing her to double over. The call of Anya's pheromones nearly drowned Raven in desire, and still, Anya is nowhere in this room only a small table and a couple of love seats.
Raven can hear low groans and annoyed grumbles on an adjacent room, this starts to get her a little worried, she didn't see any major injury inflicted by Bellamy, 'Did she receive a bad punch during that fight?' A small crash echoes in what happens to be the kitchen, followed by a loud curse.
Moving towards the next room, she finds a freshly showered Anya, wearing a tee –a red one this time- covering her torso, no pants on just a pair of boy shorts. The sight of the blonde's braids undone, wild, lose mane, the delicious scent of mahogany wood and forest rain filled her nostrils making her Omega howls contently. The Alpha's sitting on a fluffy chair, waist twisted in order to try to reach and rub some ointment over a nasty bruise on her lower back, it was obvious that the blonde was struggling to reach that place, and by the grimace on her face, painful too. Anya wasn't doing half bad, but the angle was hard to work with.
Trying to control the need within herself at Anya's delicious scent, Raven stands in front her. The Alpha smiled softly, not surprised to see her.
"Your door was open." Raven explains softly. "Here, lemme help."
With closed eyes, nodding, the Alpha allows the Omega to help. Raven made her way between Anya's knees as she gently takes the jar from her. Gently, she starts to rub a mint smelly cream all over the bruised area, fingers sinfully caressing tanned skin.
"I knew you'll find for me," hazel eyes were closed, in discomfort, she gulps their closeness, enjoying the Omega's touch, "-did, Lexa or Clarke-"
"No." Raven sounds upset. "Haven't seen them in hours." The shiver that ran down Anya's spine and the goosebumps on her arm, made Raven bit her lip. "Did I hurt you?"
Back straight, neck fully exposed, and a hand over her lower abdomen and the other keeping her shirt up, Anya shakes her head no, sighing contently at Raven's heaven-like touch.
"T-That's not what's making me f-flinch, or shivering."
Nodding, not stopping her care for the Alpha's wound. "I know," Raven sets the jar on the table, a hand rubbing the Alpha's thigh, the other helping to roll back down the red tank top, "-you feel it too, don't ya?"
Standing up, hazel eyes on Raven's beautiful face, the Alpha gulps nodding. "Ravon, we're not supposed to, Heda… Klark, they warned me that if I go looking for you-"
"Technically, I came looking for you," a smirk crawls up to Raven's face as she wraps her arms around Anya's neck, "-you have no idea what watching you kicking Bellamy's ass did to me," she whispers mischievously just a breath away from the Alpha's lips.
"I-we, Ravon," Anya tried, but her hands were already holding for dear life the Omega's hips, "-we shouldn't…"
"They don't have to know," Raven nuzzles her nose in Anya's crook, nipping her way down to her shoulder, "-dear Gosh, you smell delicious," she moans softly, her mouth watering, "-and, technically, they asked you to stay away from me," Alpha inhales sharply the moment Raben's lips caressed her skin, "-this is a nice tattoo by the way."
Not bothering to hear an answer, Raven crashed their lips together, melting into Anya arms. She could not only smell the scent of the aroused Alpha; she could taste it too! And as the blonde's tongue pushes past her lips, that taste only got stronger, as if it had every right to be there. Wanting nothing more than to show Anya that she wanted this, she wanted her, the Omega's left hand slides behind the blonde's neck, fingers running through those soft tresses of hair and she grips onto the back of the girl's neck deepening the kiss roughly, causing a rumbling moan to be ripped from Anya's throat.
"Ravon," the Alpha growls, reluctantly breaking the kiss. Anya was barely holding herself back, "-are you sure-"
Pressing her lips against Anya's chin, naughtily whispers, "I can show you how sure I am-"
Hazel eyes widen shocked, halting her wandering hands and even her breathing for a moment in utter astonishment at the brunette's bold words. A shaky breath left Anya's lips.
"I-I'm sorry I've been too forward," the brunette groans, annoyed at her own treacherous body, "-I'm more inclined to ignore whoever I find attractive and yet here I am pushing you to do something you don't want to. So I'll go,"
"No," Anya's lips stopped Raven. They were so soft, incredibly soft, she could feel herself sighing into her mouth, "-never apologize for letting me know what's in that head of yours," the Alpha's hand was suddenly reaching up to rest on Raven's neck beneath her ear, "-I like you the way you are. And on top that, you are so, so very beautiful Ravon kom skaikru."
Now the Omega was grinning cheerily, no one before had called her beautiful. Sure, there were the ones that had called her smart, cute or maybe hot, but never beautiful. She didn't know she had ever smiled so widely before and her facial muscles seemed to agree. It had been a while since a single kiss had caused anything even close to this in Raven, Anya was definitely the best kisser she's ever had. The Alpha pulled at the Omega's bottom lip just enough to pull it and then she was gone, contact broken. Hazel stared into chocolate eyes, trying to steady their breath.
Not knowing how to reply to such sweet compliment, she made up for her embarrassment by kissing Anya's neck, acquainting herself with how the Alpha's skin tasted. And Raven couldn't help a delighted moan to scape her throat. Anya felt warm, tasted soapy clean and the Alpha's trademark scent only made the flavor more delicious. She smelled like freshly rained forest, and mahogany wood mixed with her very own Alpha musk along with something else, 'Why can't I guess what's that extra scent?' Whatever it is had Raven's mouth waters. And the Omega couldn't help it, and she bit the skin, just a little. Just enough to let her Alpha feel the edge of her teeth, a smirk took over her face at the shuddering breath Anya breathed out at the sharpened teeth. The Omega's hands wandered all over the strong frame in her arms until they came to rest on her shoulders, and even just the light touch was electric after just hours after the heated kiss they shared the previous night.
Raven's hands slid down, running teasingly over Anya's biceps, coming dangerously close to her chest, the Alpha realized then what her intentions were real. The Omega kissed her again, this time urgently, desperate to replay the previous' day events, like she couldn't get enough of her, and of course the blonde gave in, until the need to breathe forced them to pull away. The Alpha almost laughed at the brunette's disappointed whine.
"Please, I need you to look at me straight in the eye and tell me you're not letting your Omega take over your mind."
Pulling the Alpha closer to herself, Raven inhales deeply from her pulse point, "You can't have me look at those eyes and expect me to be straight."
The scowl that took over Anya's features turned into a wide grin when she gets what the Omega meant. "You are so strange, Ravon kom skaikru."
The soft noise started on the Omega's throat was quickly overtaken by a loud growl from the Alpha and before Raven could process that, Anya's grip on her ass tightened, lifting her off the ground and she was pressed against the table next to them. Oh, that just wasn't fair. Raven felt her legs wobble, her Omega hollered in pleasure, full of want at the dominant display of her soon to be Alpha.
Anya 'hmmed' quietly in response, clearly pleased with the Omega's response. Then she was at her neck again, her earlobe, Raven felt her whole body contract in response.
Anya was burning with need, her mind empty of everything except the thought of how good it felt to have Raven this close again. It had been just hours since she had been able to see and touch the Omega, since she had been able to hold her in her arms, since she had been able to feel her skin against hers, and she could feel that lost time like a physical ache in her chest.
"I want you," Raven's hips pressed more firmly against Anya's, "-I need you," she started to tug at the blonde's shirt, "-but I'll go if you don't feel the same…"
"What?" The Alpha whispers against the brunette's lips, hands on Raven's ass, urging her to press against her hips, "Why would you think I'm not…oh-"
Following Raven's gaze to her lower half, had Anya finally understanding. The Omega was expecting her to be sporting a boner by now. She chuckles, shaking her head.
"It's okay if you don't-"
"I told you to stop apologizing," Anya gently cups the brunette's cheek, kissing her softly, "-I can't shift down there, not yet at least," she explains gently, "-I know how Ark female Alphas can shift at will but, here on the ground, things are kind of old fashioned so to speak since there's no unmated Omegas to trig an Alpha rut."
Chocolate were wide in surprise. "Meaning, you've only-"
"Experienced rut before?" Anya tilts her head, blushing at Raven's intense gaze, "Yeah, once. The same time my Alpha was awakened."
Not sure of the reason, Anya's words only served to turn her on more. 'Kay I've never been with a woman before and still-' The painful desire pooling between her legs, had any restraint she might have had left gone in an instant.
The brunette waited for her kiss, but the blonde just looked at her…hazel eyes burning into hers. Raven had no idea what was running through Anya's mind, but it was clear she was thinking about something… intently. Then Anya moved to stand in between the Omega's legs, Raven's knees separated automatically for her, 'Why is so easy for her to make me want her like this?' The blonde just stared into chocolate eyes, hazel ones darkened with something the brunette couldn't quite understand.
"If you want this, and I want this…" Raven offers her hand, the blushing Alpha looked at her almost shyly. The Omega smiled, this was something she didn't think she will see. "Why don't we go to your room?" Her eyes roam over Anya, she felt the Alpha's gaze like a touch, goosebumps rising on her neck and warmth spreading through her body. "And I want you... so damn, much, it hurts." She whispers her needy plea, her forehead resting on the blonde's shoulder.
A sharp intake was heard before Anya's mouth, lips, tongue, and her teeth found Raven's bared neck immediately. The Omega's fingers tangled in blonde hair by reflex, body arching against the string Alpha. Lips followed the lines of the brunette's neck slowly, gently, deliberately making the brunette moan deeply, shocked by her own response to the contact. Anya's hands slid down the hips, the grip on her ass tightens, urgently lifting Raven off the ground. The Omega response was to wrap her legs on Anya's slim waist, not surprised at all that the Alpha didn't seem to have any trouble carrying her to the other side of the house.
TBC
Final notes:
- Thank you so much for the replies on the last chapter! I am so happy about it! Glad to know you liked it in spite of my many grammar issues (not English native speak gal here and no I do not have a beta reader).br /
- There's SMUT on Ch XV! Like, serious LESBO smut! The mating Alpha/Omega thing will have to wait a bit. Next chapter will be update as soon as y'all leave a comment letting me know how you liked (or not) this chapter! Srly, ch 15 is ready to be upload!
