An: After popular demand. Here is Chapter 2.
Lexa's heartbeat thumps hard and fast in her chest. It wasn't because of the intense fuck she just had or from her knotted cock still pulsing inside the Omega. No, her heart was beating fast from the shock and knowledge that Clarke may or may not have an implant to keep herself from getting pregnant.
Desperately, Lexa wanted to pull out of the Omega and keep her seed from filling the blonde further, but that would only hurt her and Clarke. Plus, it was kind of already too late anyways. Even if she hadn't knotted Clarke, Lexa came inside the blonde enough times that she may have already been impregnated.
Lexa groans again as Clarke's cunt convulses around her cock sending more semen inside the blonde.
The Alpha's mind instantly pictures Clarke round and full with her pups. A ping of pride fills the brunette
No! She can't think like that. She can't picture any outcome until she knows for sure what it will be.
Resting carefully back down on the Omega Lexa feels her exhaustion creep up on her and before she knows it she's back asleep.
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Slowly, Lexa opens her eyes and stares up into a room she does not recognize. Hazily, the Alpha tries to remember where she is and why she was there but her mind is too fuzzy.
Unexpectedly, a moan originates beside her. Sitting up and whipping her head around. Lexa sees a blonde under the bedsheets with her.
Clarke.
The name flashes through her mind and Lexa applies it to the blonde.
How does she know her and why are they in bed together?
Clarke opens her eyes and sleepily smiles up at Lexa.
Instantly, the Alpha doesn't care why she's in a strange bed with an unknown blonde. She's just glad she is.
"Morning, babe," Clarke says with a raspy morning voice.
In the back of Lexa's mind, she registers Clarke calling her babe but she's too aroused by Clarke's raspy voice to care. A shiver rolls down Lexa's spine and she feels her cock twitch under the sheets.
Wait, what.
She shouldn't have a cock right now. There are no Omegas in heat near her. At least, she can't smell any.
Flipping the sheets off her. Lexa stares down at her naked body and her rock-hard cock that has a fully formed knot at the near base.
What the fuck.
"Hmmm, someone's eager this morning?" Clarke hums. "Good thing I'm ready for you."
Suddenly, Lexa is hit with the scent of Clarke in heat.
Oh, shit!
Looking back over towards the Omega. Lexa is hit with an image she will forever keep inside her head.
Clarke has moved the covers off of her putting her naked body on display.
Instantly, green eyes trace over the cream, smooth, skin of the Omega. The Alpha inside her roars with approval at the sight.
When Lexa's eyes scan back up and onto Clarke's face. Her cock once again twitches as green eyes meet alluring blue ones.
Keeping their eyes locked, Clarke twists around until she's on her hands and knees before slowly lowering her chest and face down onto the cloud-like pillow. The Omega then rolls her hips so she's presenting her ass and dripping sex to the Alpha.
The whole situation seems familiar to Lexa but she can't figure out why.
Without even blinking Lexa finds herself instantly behind Clarke and lining her massive cock up with the Omega's entrance. Precum drips from its tip.
Painfully slow, Lexa steadily pushes her cock's head inside Clarke's silken folds making the Omega moan out as her opening is stretched. More than anything does Lexa want to just thrust her enormous cock deep and hard into the Omega's cunt.
As is reading her mind Clarke moans out, "Knot me, baby. Now!" and rolls her hips back into Lexa.
Lexa doesn't have to be told twice as she firmly grips Clarke's hips and sharply thrusts her hips into the Omega while simultaneously pulling the Omega's hips into her.
The Alpha roars loudly as her cock forcefully impels her Omega in one fluid motion. Her knot punches through Clarke's tight entrance and sends the Omega screaming. Lexa holds herself still letting Clarke recoup from the violent entry.
"Oh, fuck," Clarke groans into the pillow.
"You okay," Lexa asks.
"Yeah, just give me a moment," Clarke replies.
Lexa begins to gently rub circles at the small of Clarke's back and releases soothing pheromones hoping to help the Omega relax.
The Alpha smiles when she feels Clarke's insides unwind and experimentally compress around her cock. Lexa slightly joggles her hips forward making the Omega moan in pleasure.
Hearing Clarke's enjoyment of her movement, Lexa quickly repeats it. Again, Clarke moans in gratification and Lexa swiftly picks up her speed.
The Omega's moans increase and soon the Alpha is making quick hammering thrusts into the Omega.
"Lexa," Clarke groans out as her insides clench together and her orgasm builds.
Lexa growls out at the tightening of Clarke's walls. She is not done fucking the Omega yet, but Clarke's sex squeezes forcefully down on Lexa's sensitive cock and knot and Lexa can't hold herself back from exploding.
Her cock pulsates aggressively and pumps thick cords of cum inside the Omega over and over.
Never has Lexa felt herself cum so hard. The Alpha images her cock tip pressed up into the Omega's cervix and shooting her seed straight inside the Omega's womb. The powerful force of her semen jetting out pushing past the barrier that is supposed to keep the Omega from getting pregnant. Lexa's inner Alpha howls in pride at planting her seed inside the Omega and making sure Clarke carries her pups.
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A loud cry jolts Lexa awake, only to find herself in the same position she was in her dream.
Lexa groans as a powerful thick strand of semen shoots from her cock.
Clarke cries out again as she is painfully filled with more of Lexa's seed. Her cunt is stretched beyond anything it has ever been and only the Alpha's knot is keeping the semen from bursting out of her.
Still fuzzy from her orgasm, Lexa tries to wrap her mind around what is happening.
Subconsciously, she must have linked herself with her dream and started fucking Clarke in her sleep.
Apart from Clarke's cries and small whimpers. She is still in her cumatose state.
Lexa's cock continues to pulsate inside the Omega's filled sex but no cum comes out. The Alpha is almost relieved by this as she can feel how full Clarke is with her seed. It nearly borders the line as uncomfortable for her too.
Carefully, Lexa tries to readjust but the slight movement sends Clarke into another strong whimper. Lexa doesn't want to hurt the blonde but she can't stay like this.
Knowing she can't pull out of Clarke or stop herself from cumming. Lexa does the next best thing.
She moves them both into a more comfortable position. Which just happens to be on their sides.
Lexa is spooned around Clarke's back with one arm under the blonde's head and the other draped across her belly. Lexa can feel a slight swell at the Omega's lower abdomen. The Alpha rumbles in approval at the notion of filling her Omega with her seed. Soothing pheromones release from the Alpha as she gently rubs soft circles over the Omega's swelled belly.
Before long Lexas own pheromones lure her to sleep.
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Sluggishly, green eyes blink open and Lexa finds herself staring at a curtain of blonde hair. Taking in a small sniff Lexa no longer smells Clarke as an Omega. She's back to her Alpha scent. Lexa also notices that she's no longer knotted to Clarke or has a cock between her legs. A slight prick of sadness fills Lexa, but she quickly shakes it off.
Slowly, Lexa untangles herself from the still sleeping blonde and shuffles off the bed. The air around her smells like sex and semen and a small smirk forms at the edge of her lips.
Quietly, Lexa begins grabbing her clothes and putting them on. Only to find that her shirt is shredded beyond use.
Walking over to the dresser she picks the cleanest smelling shirt she can find and puts it on.
Lexa's back is to Clarke as she hears the blonde begin to wake. Lexa stays where she is and stares at the wall. She has no idea how Clarke will react after what just happened. Will the blonde be mad at her for claiming her and knotting her? Even though Clarke begged her and even forced Lexa to knot her. The Omega was drugged and in heat. That didn't always mean consent. So she gives the blonde as much privacy as she can.
Clarke wakes to an empty bed and for a split second, she wonders if what she and Lexa did was just a dream. That thought is quickly wiped away when Clarke sits up and spots a dressed Lexa across the room staring at the wall. Clarke silently studies the Alpha with her back turned towards her.
The blonde remembers everything she and Lexa did. Well, at least what she was awake for. She remembers Lexa denying her the first time she asked the Alpha to take her. She remembers Lexa waiting for Clarke to adjust to her size before fucking her. She remembers Lexa letting Clarke take her cock in her mouth at her own pace before she gave the okay to start thrusting it down her throat. She remembers Lexa giving her the best orgasm from oral sex ever. And she remembers Lexa refusing to knot her and when Clarke betrayed her and forced Lexa to knot her. She didn't beat her or get mad. No, Lexa fucked her till she saw stars.
Clarke never had a lover like that. Granted her only lover was her ex and he would always take his pleasure from her and didn't care if she enjoyed it or not. Lexa was so different from him.
Clarke crawls out of bed and walks over to the Alpha.
"Lexa," she calls out softly.
The Alpha turns slowly, cautiously.
Clarke nearly laughs at Lexa's nervousness. Just hours ago this same Alpha was fucking her to oblivion and back again.
"It's okay Lexa. I'm not mad at you or wherever your mind is wandering off to."
At that Lexa turns completely around only for her eyes to widen as she takes in Clarke's naked form. Instantly, images from the past few hours flash through her mind.
"Oh, right. I... uh... I should get dressed," Clarke stutters seeing the fire that flashes through the Alpha's eyes. Really Clarke would love nothing more than to rip off Lexa's clothes and go at it like rabbits again, but they really should talk about what happened.
Once again Lexa turns and gives Clarke privacy. Though something tells Clarke that the Alpha turned because she too was feeling the desire to skip their talk and go back to the bed.
Swiftly, Clarke finds her clothes. Her panties are damp but she goes ahead and puts them on.
Once fully clothed, Clarke sits on the edge of the bed.
"So, that happened," she states comically.
Lexa chokes out a laugh and turns to face Clarke.
"Yeah. That was quite something," she remarks.
Clarke shakes her head but there is a smile on her face.
"Before we go any further, I want to thank you for... for helping me. I don't know what I would have done or what would have happened if it wasn't you that was with me."
Lexa walks over and kneels in front of Clarke and grabs a hold of Clarke's hand. "I wouldn't have let anyone touch you. I would have guarded that door with my life."
"I know," Clarke smiles.
"But the way things turned out. I'm not at all complaining," Lexa laughs.
Clarke laughs with her. "No, I bet not."
Lexa takes in a deep breath looking down at her and Clarke's intertwined hand, "Clarke, I need to ask you something."
"What?"
"Do you have an implant?"
Clarke almost doesn't hear Lexa's question she speaks so softly.
"Of course, I do," the blonde laughs out making Lexa's green eyes look back up at her. "My parents may have made a device that hides me as an Omega but I'm still an Omega. I still go into heats and the implant is the only thing that keeps me from getting pregnant.
A wave of relief washes through Lexa but there is also a small splash of sadness.
"Lexa, when did you think I didn't have an implant?"
Again Lexa looks down and her and Clarke's hand.
"When I was knotted inside you and you were asleep. I realized that you came to school as an Alpha and not an Omega."
"And you stayed inside me?" Clarke questions shockingly.
"Of course," Lexa states darting her eyes back to Clarke's blue ones. "I wasn't going to hurt you because of a possibility."
Clarke looks away from Lexa. My ex would have. She thinks. It's not until Clarke hears Lexa growl that she realizes she said that out loud.
"Your ex is a bastard," the Alpha growls.
"He is, which is why he is now an ex," Clarke states.
"Good! And he better stay that way," Lexa grumbles.
Clarke smiles down at the possessive Alpha. "He will," she reassures.
Lexa lets go of Clarke's hand and stands back up. "We should probably head back downstairs now," she says, holding out her hand for Clarke to take.
"Yeah," Clarke agrees, taking the offered hand.
Even though she and Lexa didn't really talk about their fuckathon things seem to be comfortable between the two.
Lexa leads Clarke over to the door hands still held together. Lexa's hand is warm and soft to the touch and suddenly, Clarke remembers those same hands caressing her skin, holding her, and touching her in all the right places. A warm shiver runs through Clarke. She doesn't want this night to end. She doesn't want to walk our that door and burst this bubble that is enclosed around her and Lexa.
The Alpha is at the dresser picking up her phone.
"Lexa," Clarke calls out.
Lexa turns towards her.
"Do you think we could stay in touch after tonight?"
Lexa smiles back at her. "I would love that," she answers.
Clarke smiles widely back at the Alpha.
They quickly exchange numbers before Lexa moves the chair and they both walk out into the real world.
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It's been almost two months since that night at the party and Clarke and Lexa have exchanged text and phone calls periodically. They don't talk about anything to controversy. They ask each other how their day was or what they are up to but neither one brings up that night or talks about possible future hookups.
Though Lexa would love nothing more than to do just that. As her mind is constantly flooded with images of that night.
The Alpha is running at the nearby park thinking about the blonde. It's been two weeks since she last heard from Clarke. Her last message read: "Hey, what's up?" but there still has been no reply. Lexa wonders if maybe she should call the blonde but she's worried her call will go straight to voicemail. Something about that would just hurt the Alpha more than the no-reply text message.
Lexa is on her third lap when her earbuds chime with a phone call. Without looking at her phone Lexa answers.
"Hello," she says panting as she stops her running and begins slowly walking.
The person on the other line is silent.
"Hello," Lexa says again while stretching her arm across her chest.
"Lexa," comes a familiar voice from the other line.
Lexa instantly stops in her tracks.
"Clarke?"
"Hi, Lexa. I'm sorry for being MIA but there was something I needed to do and think about before I could talk to you."
"Ooookay?" Lexa says questionably.
"Lexa, I'm pregnant."