Chapter Twenty Four - trigger warning: rough sex
Two days later at dawn the two women rode their horses out of Polis. They walked their horses to the edge of the city so as not to disturb residents but once they were beyond the last homes they grinned at each other and took off into a gallop. Clarke tried to race Lexa but Lexa was altogether too fast and had many tricks and strategies, she had no qualms about squeezing Clarke into the rough and suddenly darting in front of her, cutting off her direction and therefore momentum. Clarke could only laugh and admit defeat.
Lexa led the way moving from the road into the treeline, sometimes taking tracks and at other times walking through dense forest. Clarke didn't see how Lexa could always know exactly where they were but she did, frequently relaying her experience, "Costia brought me here once to look for Healers herbs", "Gustus and I hunted here once" and "Anya have me a hiding over there when I was ten". Lexa was relaxed, playful and as carefree as Clarke had ever seen here.
They stopped in different locations to gather mushrooms, berries, herbs and roots, they gave each other flowers, and stole kisses in the dappled sunlight. Lexa had a habit of shinning up impossible trees and laughing down at Clarke or disappearing only to present silently after many minutes suddenly very close by and Clarke wondered how Lexa could manage it. Clarke could not remember Lexa ever being quite so chatty and childlike, she was full of mischief and Clarke could see how she must have been as a precocious and adorable child.
Clarke enjoyed this side of Lexa and was glad for her that she did have the opportunity to relax, she did work very hard constantly moving from training, to meetings, responding to messages and sorting through individual differences and clan squabbles, she was involved in the administration of Polis as well as her army, resources, training, it was never ending. But she did everything with care and attention, a willingness, pride and enthusiasm. Clarke was proud of Lexa and admired her greatly.
It was mid afternoon when Lexa found what she had been looking for, they had climbed a steep mountain and on one side was a cave with an obscured entrance and limited access route. Lexa presented it to Clarke for her approval and the pair unsaddled their horses, wiped them down and provided their feed they had worked hard for today. Then the women turned their attention to gathering firewood and setting up camp, laying down their furs, setting together their gear and their produce.
The light, friendly and jovial mood between the pair, began to give way to a growing sexual tension, their looks became knowing and wanting. Clarke had long ago marked this night for her to be mated and although neither of them mentioned it neither could forget or cease to remember. Clarke certainly didn't feel compelled to follow through with it and of course Lexa would not expect it but the former was keen and the latter hopeful.
Once the horses were settled, the camp was set up and a fire was burning away, they explored the area, filling their flasks from a nearby water source and Lexa filled a pot to be boiled. Their kisses and touches began to convey meaning as well as pleasure, they became laden with desire and promise. As the late afternoon wore on, they took their hunting gear and crept further up the mountain side where Lexa knew their to be a sizable goat herd.
Clarke watched the way Lexa moved and imitated her, stepped in her footsteps, interested in the way she approached her prey. When Lexa signalled, Clarke silently retrieved her bow, nocked an arrow and took aim at one of the stragglers, there was no need to hurry her shot, she let out her breath in a controlled stream and released. The goat squeaked, the herd froze and then took off, Clarke had hit it in the central flank, it ran a little way before dropping from its injury.
They gave chase and when they came upon it Lexa drew her hunting knife to cut its throat and relieve its distress, she offered the hilt to Clarke but Clarke made a squeamish face and shook her head and Lexa did it quickly, cleanly and respectfully. Clarke took over bleeding, gutting and skinning the carcass and Lexa stood sentry and then carried it back for her. After an early meal, the pair enjoyed their tradition of drinking a little warmed spiced wine from the same cup.
Clarke was not the only one becoming preoccupied with sex, the more she thought about it the more aroused she became, Lexa didn't have to pick up Clarke's scent to know this but she did and it played havoc with her knot and everything else. Clarke had been resting between Lexa's knees, leaning back on her and enjoying the feel over Lexa's arm about her waist and her breath on her neck.
She was never one to hold back, and with her growing sexual desire and obsession with what was about to come, Clarke tried not to say anything. She willed herself to stay silent and let events unfold as they would, but she found it almost impossible. One moment mentally preparing her speech the next biting her tongue but finally it got the better of her. She popped up on her knees facing Lexa, put her hand over Lexa's mouth to prevent her from interrupting and said, "We have been waiting for this for a long time, Lexa. When you mate me, I want to feel completely owned by you, I want you to dominate me."
Lexa's green eyes flashed dangerously black, Clarke removed her hand and watched Lexa's eyes. For a second she wondered whether she had offended her mate, when she looked at her she could hardly see Lexa for the Alpha staring back at her, watching her with a predatory look behind Lexa's eyes. When Lexa opened her mouth to say "Enough words" Clarke's breath hitched and she hardly recognised the voice.
Lexa brought her hand up to the back of Clarke's head and took a fist full of her braids and slowly pulled her head all the way back until her throat was completely exposed. Lexa rose straight up, she leaned right over the top of Clarke's body, she looked her over like she was at a meat market and putting her nose to Clarke's collarbone she smelled her deeply all the way up her neck to behind her ear. It was the most erotic thing Clarke had ever experienced and she was glad she was already on her knees.
Not for long. Controlling her by her hair, in complete silence, Lexa pulled her up slowly, licked right over Clarke's mouth and then turned her and marched her away from the fire. She was not rough, not causing pain, but highly controlling. She pushed Clarke's body against a huge tree, pushed the side of her face against the trunk and held it there with her whole hand covering the other side of Clarke's face. Lexa released Clarke's hair, leaned in close and growled "Be silent".
Lexa reached around and unfastened the buttons of Clarke's pants and with one hand still pushing her face into the trunk, she inched Clarke's pants down, all the way down. Clarke was stunned, Lexa had never treated her in such a way. Stunned and electrified. Totally aroused. Lexa used her body to push Clarke's right against the tree and with one leg she forced Clarke's legs to open wider. Flush against Clarke she began to unfasten the buttons of her own pants, grinding against Clarke's ass as she did so.
When she was done, Lexa leaned forward and said "Take it out." Clarke was dragging in her breaths, she felt like she might come at any moment without any contact at all. It wasn't worth thinking about how wet she was because she was drenched, she knew it, she knew Lexa knew it. She had never wanted Lexa more than in this moment. She reached her hand around, snaked it down the front of Lexa's very tight pants and worked it free, it was as big as any cock Clarke could ever imagine and was beginning to wonder if it would even fit inside her. Not that she was not going to try.
Clarke did not even try to rub Lexa up through the front of her pants like she normally would, or give her a cheeky tug when she had finally liberated it, she took it out, as directed and returned her hand to the tree. Aside from her breath panting, dragging in and out, Clarke had not made a sound, her knees seemed to want to bend in anticipation and her ass wanted to kick out to grant access, Clarke's body wanted this so much, there was an ache at her core.
Lexa didn't play with her, she bit and licked the back of Clarke's neck several times while she guided her knot to Clarke's entrance, she seemed to find just the right bight location at the same time as she pushed herself inside Clarke, and Clarke didn't even so much as whimper. Lexa penetrated Clarke completely in the first instance, teeth still secured around the flesh at the back of Clarke's neck, and she pushed in as deep as she would go before pulling back. Oh it fit alright, it filled her completely, the thought and the reality made her feel dizzy with desire, Clarke felt the need to bight something herself, and Lexa's fingers on her face pinning her to the tree, were right there.
She fucked Clarke deliberately, at first but then her pleasure threatened to overmaster her, she lost her rhythm and felt a strong desire to just pound away but she resisted. Lexa bent her knees slightly, changed her angle and although Clarke remained silent Lexa could read her mate perfectly. She could smell the chemical changes occurring with every thought and feeling, she knew Clarke was building and she wanted to make her come against this tree and Lexa wanted to feel Clarke's walls grip her knot and squeeze every ounce of come out of her.
They may have been thinking the same thing at the same moment, whilst each was lost in their own world of intense pleasure they were also deeply connected. One moment it seemed as though they had plenty of time, the next it appeared that their orgasm was bearing down on them and about to be torn from them before they were quite ready. The erotic nature of the whole interaction, their first time together, it was all too good and Lexa gave in to her Alpha who fucked Clarke hard and fast.
Clarke had wanted this, she had wanted to be owned and fucked by Lexa without mercy, it was more than she had dreamed of, more than she could have hoped for and she didn't even have to try. Lexa biting her so hard like that, it hurt, fuck yes it did but everything else felt so good, being fucked like this, by Lexa like this, so hard and fast it was so good, it was just so good. Her orgasm bore down on her and all she could do was breathe in and out and wait for it to grab her.
Lexa just kept fucking until she felt Clarke explode around her cock and her Alpha then let go and growled fiercely, almost howling, he dropped her skin from his teeth as his pleasure erupted in wave after water after glorious wave. They stood slumped against the tree for several moments, Lexa dropped her hand from Clarke's face and pulled out. She pushed her knot back into her pants not caring that it was wet and still aching.
She smoothed down Clarke's hair and kissed her cheek and then carefully pulled her pants up, she lifted and carried her back to the fire and cared for her, giving her water, wine, wiping the sweat from her forehead. She kissed her face and her throat tenderly, with love and devotion, she whispered that she loved her and waited until Clarke was able to function again after such a powerful experience.
Clarke was so still and so quiet for so long, Lexa began to be concerned. She stroked her face and her hair, rubbed her arms, "Clarke, say something, beja, are you alright?"
"Oh yes, very."
"Was it too much? Are you hurt?"
"Please don't worry, Lexa, I am fine. It's going to take a while for me to come down, that was, you were, so good."
"I didn't lose control, if I hurt you -" "Shh, I trust you, Lexa, I am not hurt."
"You're neck?" "Well, that was intense, but I am well satisfied, Lexa, please." Clarke began to reassure her lover physically as well as with words, and then asked
"Was it what you thought?"
"I imagined your first time would be softer. But when you said those words, Clarke, I really did want that. I have never done such a thing." "First time for both, then."