Clarke
Clarke awoke to a sensation that she only ever got when her heat hit. Her skin get like it was buzzing with an electrical current, her stomach warmed upwards from her soaked sex, her breath was ragged. And then there was the crushing aura that surrounded her. She couldn't breath, she couldn't think past the burning lust that had settled between her legs,
"Lexa," the Omega breathed as she awoke, her eyes fluttering open to find her Alpha mate stood before her. Barely illuminated by the lamp Clarke had left on, the blonde could see that Lexa was filthy, streaked head to toe in dirt and other things, her chest heaved with each breath she took, her eyes were wolf yellow, her lips pursed in a strained line. And there, practically right in front of Clarke's face, was the twitching erection that was probably the cause of how Clarke felt. She knew it was Lexa's aura that weighed around her, somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that as what made her feel like she was in heat. And Clarke didn't care. She wanted the alpha.
Pushing herself into a sitting position, the Omega reached forward, her hands grasping Lexa's hips, pulling her closer. The alpha let a small growl erupt from her chest, the vibration of the noise winding through Clarke's body, pulling a moan from her. All Clarke could think about was Lexa. On her. Around her. In her. The hot pool of wetness between her legs was so intense, the omega shifted, trying to find friction against the sofa and her thighs. The Alpha's cock bobbed as Lexa moved closer, the tip already leaking.
Clarke dipped her head forward, eyes rolled up to meet Lexa's, as her tongue slid across the leaking slit. The Alpha growled again, her hands delving into Clarke sleep missed hair, nails scraping against scalp. All of Clarke's instils drew her to open her mouth around the head of the Alpha's erection, sliding down the length slowly while her right hand closed around the base. Lexa's knot was already formed, thick and wide, pulsing against Clarke's grip. Lexa had never been a small alpha, her cock had always been long and thick, but now, as Clarke began to run her tongue against the swollen tip, the omega realized she was bigger. Wider, and longer then Lexa had ever been before.
Even as the idea of the Wolf's Bane making the Alpha's erection larger came to mind, Clarke felt Lexa's hips thrust slightly, sliding more of her cock inside Clarke's warm mouth. The grip on her hair tightened as Lexa did so, grunting above her as Clarke began to suck. Her eyes fluttered shut as the Alpha began a slow thrust inside her mouth, growling low each time she did. Clarke slipped her free hand between her legs to rub at herself through her jeans. It wasn't enough though, the friction of her soaked underwear and jeans just wasn't going to cut it. As she pulled away from Lexa's twitching member, with a low grunt of protest from the alpha, Clarke found her words breathless,
"More," the omega whined, tugging her loose shirt up over her head. The one word conveyed the message clearly, as Lexa surged forward, her hands frantic on the omegas torso. Clarke had intended to remove her clothing in while pieces, but the Alpha thought other wise. Her bra and jeans became tatters as Lexa ripped at them, pulling Clarke free of the clothing till only her drenched panties remained. The omega could smell the sweet, stick scent of her arousal and by the way Lexa's nose flared, so could she. The Alpha gave another wordless growl, her fingers hooking into the hem of the underwear before she tugged hard. Clarke couldn't stop from crying out as the material bit into her skin, but she didn't care now. All Clarke cared about was the naked alpha looming above her.
Lexa had maneuvered Clarke to the floor, her body set against the sofa, while her rump pressed tight against the Alpha's groin, the slick precum from Lexa's tips costing between Clarke's cheeks. The omega quivered with need, her lowers throbbing, aching to be touched.
"Please," Clarke whined, pressing her face against the cool leather of the sofa as Lexa gripped her hips. The alpha made a noise somewhere between a growl and a moan as she slipped her cock between Clarke's legs, sliding the thick length through her soaked folds. But not in her. The omega felt like she'd explode if Lexa didn't penetrate her soon, her inner walls clenched and twisted, begging for Lexa's dick each time the head brushed her entering. As the omega reached down, eager to rub at her own engorged clit, she found the Alpha's hand tightly grip her wrists twisting her arm to pin against the small of her back,
" No. Mine ," Lexa growled in a voice that wasn't her own. Clarke whimpered, pushing her hips down against the throbbing shaft between her thighs, trying and failing to get the head against her clit. Lexa growled again, clearly now bored of the torment, her free hand pushed Clarke's kegs wider apart, fingers leaving brushing marks as the wide head of her erection pressed into the omega. Clarke groaned low, the sensation somewhere pleasure and pain, as with one quick, hard thrust, Lexa sheathed herself deep within the omega, right to the knot. Clarke mewed as Lexa began to thrust, over and over, the alpha hit the right spot, grinding herself deep within the omega. The grip on Clarke's wrist tightened as she drove into her, the hand on her thigh scratching up Clarke's thigh to grip the omegas hip tightly.
Clarke pushed back against Lexa each time she trusted forward, no caring about the burning on her thigh where the alpha had scratched her, or the ache in her wrist. All she cared about was how deep and fast the Alpha's cock was hitting her sweet spot. She could feel her orgasm closing in, fluttering through her body's at an alarming rate. Clarke gripped the sofas edge with her free hand, casting a look over her shoulder to the alpha behind her. Lexa's face was contorted in pleasure, eyes closed tightly, breath coming out on short pants. She groaned and growled each time she pushed into Clarke, her knot pushing against her entrance every time Lexa sheathed herself inside.
"Lexa…Lexa…Lex…." Clarke groaned as she crashed over the edge of pleasure, her inner walls clamped tightly around Lexa's shaft, squeezing and tugging at her appendage. The alpha moaned low as Clarke whimpered in pleasure below her, her body sagging against the sofa as the eaves of pleasure subsided within her.
Lexa
More. More. Bite. Claim. Clarke.
The voice growled in the back of Lexa's mind as she slid her cock free of Clarke's fluttering cunt. She missed the warm wet walls instantly, she hadn't climaxed yet, but Lexa knew she would soon, the way her knit pulsed and rippled told her that. With rough hands the alpha began to rearrange her mate, pulling her from the sofa to flop back against the thick rug on the floor.
Clarke moaned low as Lexa's fingers and hands worked over her body. She cupped the omegas breasts, rolling and pinching her nipple till they where hardened peaks. She traced the lines of Clarke's taunt abdomen, her hip bones, her inner thighs, till Lexa had settled herself between the omegas spread legs. Her cock twitched as she gazed down at the glistening, wet sight before her. Lexa knew she could just slide into Clarke, shaft and knot, and there would be more resistance,
"Please, please," Clarke moaned from beneath her, the heavy set of Lexa's aura still pulsing around her room, it made the air thick, difficult to breath, but set Clarke on edge as if it was her very first heat.
Clarke. Clarke. Fuck. Take. Claim. Clarke.
The voice drive Lexa forward, like it had done for days now, pulling a growl from her throat and driving her hips forward. She stayed on her knees between the omegas legs , gripping Clarke's waist and pulling her forward till her hips where raised off the floor and Lexa's cock was against her center. The swollen head of her cock slid easily inside the omega, followed by Lexa's whole length, she grunted low, yellow woof eyes fluttering closed as she enjoyed the sensation. Clarke moaned low, head thrown back against the rug, her hands gripping at the air. Lexa gave a sharp thrust against, pulling more noises of pleasure from her mate.
Slowly the Alpha opened her eyes, watching Clarke as she writhed in the floor below her, each time she trusted, Clarke body would react. With a squeeze or a moan, always burning across Lexa's skin. The alpha began to thrust deeply, pulling Clarke's kegs to wrap abounded waist as she trusted, slipping into a rut. The golden skinned woman kept her wolf eyes on the omega the whole time she pounded into her, fingers digging into her waist, scratching down Clarke's thighs, drawing more and more noises from the omega.
Lexa felt her knot tense as she slammed into Clarke again, just roughly enough for her knot to slid inside in one motion. As it did, Clarke's eyes found Lexa's, wide and pupils blown, Clarke pulled her own upped body up against Lexa's, slamming their mouths together in a bruising kiss. Lexa couldn't stop the moan escaping into her mates mouth as she quickly pumped into her mate, her knot pulsed and ached, she was so close.
Clarke. Clarke. Clarke.
Lexa hushed the unknown voice in her head as she held Clarke against her, grunting into her mouth, letting the omega bit her bottom lip enough to draw blood, their breaths coming in quick, short pants as their orgasm crashed through them both. Clarke kept her eyes on Lexa, and the alpha never broke the stare, feeling herself empty inside her mate ad Clarke's inner walls tightened an dulled at her, milking her deep within Clarke's belly. The alpha couldn't stop her hips from pumping, even as she knew she was done, she kept driving upwards, till Clarke was pushing at her shoulders. Insisting they moved without words.
Still locked within her mate, Lexa found herself leaning back against the small sofa, while Clarke found a comfortable way to straddle her waist. Lexa's knot still tied them together, but the Alpha knew they weren't done. Clarke shifted and rolled her hips, hands braced against Lexa's shoulder, her violet eyes on the Alpha's face. Lexa moaned low as the omega moved on her, rolling and grinding her hips, meeting with ecstasy each time she did, her pulsing clit rubbing against the bunched muscles of Lexa's stomach. The Alpha found her hands gripping Clarke's rump tightly, kneading and squeezing as she moved on her.
Their mouths locked together in a passionate, probing kiss. Tongues dancing together as Clarke's movements became faster and harder. Lexa felt her cock jump and twitch within the omegas threatening to burst again, she groaned into Clarke's mouth, meeting the moan from the omega, Clarke's nails digging tightly against her shoulders.
"Clarke..," Lexa muttered, dropping her mouth to nuzzled and kiss the omegas throat. The blonde threw her head back, crying out as she tipped over the edge of orgasm again, her pleasure coating Lexa's groin thickly. The alpha dipped her tongue against the bite mark scar at the base of her mates neck, tracing the indents with the tip.
Bite. Bite. Claim. Bite. Clarke
The echo willed her, pushed her. And she did, as her orgasm slipped from her, filling the omega again, her hands tight against Clarke rump, Lexa sunk her fanged teeth against the bond scar, breaking the omegas flesh easily. Clarke cried out, her busy vibrating against Lexa, hands clutching at her flesh tearing at her skin, cunt clamping around Lexa's cock.