She was captured by Lexa's intense gaze, watching for a reaction as she slowly pushed inside and welcomed every inch of her cock, penetrating deeper, stretching, and searching until Lexa's knot rested just outside of her cunt, waiting. Clarke released a breath as her tears pooled in her eyes and spilled over. Seconds later, Lexa shifted, reaching down and wiping them away with the back of her fingers.
"I'm not hurting you, am I? The sheer force of Lexa's gaze didn't quite match her gentle question. Carefully spoken words of concern touched a deep place reserved for that quiet hope she thought was impossible to achieve she now had with Lexa.
Clarke's lips parted, "I...I've..." then stopped to shake her head, unable to find the words to convey what she was feeling at this moment, and simply answered, "You're not hurting me at all." A need to confess bubbled to the surface, "I've never been with an alpha before you."
This time Lexa smiled instead of humping like a green pup in her first rut when her mind went back to the ritual Clarke displayed the night before. Recognizing after barely a day, she would be embedded deep inside this omega once more and search for a meaning to what she was feeling. It felt so right. Yet, would she be willing to go further and claim Clarke as her own? It was a fleeting thought until she looked into Clarke's face and couldn't imagine a day not waking and seeing the omega lying by her side.
Clarke closed her eyes when Lexa shifted, pulled out a few inches, and pushed back slowly. Coating her cock with Clarke's generous offering of heat. Helpless to stop moaning at what covered her shaft, she uttered, "Is all this for me, omega?"
Clarke wrapped her arms around Lexa's neck, pulled her down to her lips, lightly brushing over hers, and hissed, "Yes."
Lexa smiled against Clarke's mouth and began to move. She rolled her taut abdomen and hips tight against her belly and open legs. Lexa gave Clarke her thickness and length, her offering, hoping she could fulfill the omega's lust brewing in her belly.
Lexa rocked into Clarke as she pulled her down into a searing kiss. Her mouth coaxed her tongue to linger while their bodies joined below, and lips searched, possibly finding that elusive connection that they both craved. Heat and sweat rushed between them in a tangle of arms and legs as they surged over the bed.
The driving force of the alpha that lives inside of Lexa sought out the timid omega around her, and she growled low in her throat and pumped faster.
Tight muscles coiled around her shaft as she drove over and over inside Clarke. The omega whimpered under her thrusts, whispering her desires between her grunting gasps. Lexa desperately wanted to give everything to Clarke.
Lexa pulled Clarke's legs around her, lifting her hips, wrapping her arm around her back, and thrust downward in an intense, animalistic grind. Driving her shaft into Clarke, and recalled her hunger to be filled with all she could give. There was nothing more in this world she wanted to do but render all to the omega her desire.
Every stroke of Lexa's body cradled between her legs rocked Clarke to her core. But when her shaft bottomed out, Lexa gave a little more, causing her to grunt against the pressure building.
Clarke's mind and body focused on the alpha when thoughts of what it was like to fuck in abandon filled her mind. Would it be like this moment between them if they lived in some apocalyptic end of the world scenario? To take, give, and share this divine connection with another soul for eternity.
But, this wasn't the end of the world, and both could release the guilt they both carried and find a way to move past and consider how destiny put them on the same path to discover one another.
Maybe she could think about this later. Right now, she had a hot, sweaty hard alpha fucking her. The focus was raw and primal on the alpha's face as it held a look of bliss and something more. Clarke held onto her biceps and groaned as her breasts bounced between her thrust and felt Lexa's knot demanding to be let inside her cunt, helped by her slick coating them both. It was so much more than last night. Their scent and sweat-soaked bodies were close to careening off the edge of bliss together.
Lexa snarled at the thought that Clarke wasn't her omega as she drove into her and hadn't earned that place by her side. It caused her cock to swell and grow harder against the pressure around her and the need to prove to Clarke that she was a desirable mate. She gave her width and breadth, grunting with every rolling thrust, as Clarke answered when she wrapped her legs around her back, giving the angle she needed to sink far as she could go, but her full straining knot kept her from tying. Lexa snarled at being denied. Her knot held her just at the edge of Clarke's cunt when the thought coursed through her mind of binding her life to this woman.
Once the thought took root in Lexa's mind of the possibility of Clarke becoming her mate, it surged up in her soul, and she sensed the change between them growing. It shook Lexa to her core what this would mean. Instead of running away from the possibility of sharing a life with another. Lexa could join in this binding ritual with the omega.
But what if Clarke wasn't ready to settle down? Her question was answered seconds later when a new scent grew around them. Blinking at the meaning, when completely out of control, all her senses aligned with Clarke, detecting that moment where they passed together from just having sex to something more. A deeper connection under the layers of her doubts, and she pulled back, lifting her body to hover over the omega, seeing in her eyes the same recognition.
Clarke cupped her hand to her cheek and spoke her desire, "I only want you, Lexa."
Lexa faltered, "Are you sure?"
The anticipation of what felt like minutes was only a few thoughtful seconds later when Clarke nodded her head. It wasn't how Lexa pictured in her mind how she would mate, much less who she would mate with. The alpha in her roared at being captured by the beautiful omega, in its last rite at excepting the gift laid before her — she released the doubt that she was undeserving and saw in Clarke's eyes her future.
Her heart pumped harder as she thrust deeper, trying to find a way to give everything to the omega. Clarke began purring as she canted her hips upward, and her knot slipped into the omega, causing Lexa to cry out around the perfect pressure Clarke's cunt provided her wound soul. Her eyes grew dark, seeing more clearly, smelling more profoundly, and it drew her down to Clarke's unmarked neck. Sniffing at her throat and found pooling on her skin, her sweet submission, and bared her teeth, sinking into the neck of her omega. A sharp pain to the side of her neck a mere seconds later, and Clarke grew stiff and shook and came around her, and Lexa moaned as she followed with her and exploded into the omega.
Clarke saw the shift and smelled their scents change between them as the dominant alpha rose above her. Sensing the moment when they crossed over the threshold together that separated that seed of friendship into a mating bond.
She couldn't run away anymore; she honestly couldn't bear to leave Lexa. Not when the alpha inside of her gave her length and thickness. She knew it with every fiber of her body. Lexa has already proved she was worthy as a mate and released her submissive scent in relief. Clarke shifted her legs wider to take all of what the alpha offered and cried out when Lexa's knot pushed past her entrance. The pain and pleasure wrapped around her body as it released them from their past, and she held still once more as Lexa leaned closer to her neck, sniffing until she found that perfect place and sunk her teeth into her flesh.
Clarke held her tears from falling as her eyes grew dark and sought the distinct place along the alpha's neck, running her nose over the flesh, sucking in the sex-scented skin, and opened her mouth, bearing her teeth and bit down. Clarke arched her body as the waves of her orgasm crested, sending her tumbling over and rocking against Lexa's body.
Lexa surged with every jerk of her hips. Clarke held her tight, almost immobile by the tight muscles around her. She was in a haze of her climax and released Clarke's neck. Kissing the reddened, marked skin below her ear caused the omega to hiss. Lexa pulled back, concerned, and this time she didn't see tears in Clarke's eyes, only wonder. Then Clarke laughed, causing her to grunt when the omega's sex squeezed her cock once more and squeezed more come as her knot held tight against her walls.
Embarrassment tried to take purchase on Lexa's cheeks as they started to grow red. "What's this?" Clarke ran her hand over her face. Cupping her chin and pulled her down into another kiss.
Lexa smiled against Clarke's lips and lifted off of her once more. "I would like to think it was the effort of winning your heart, Clarke."
"I think you won it at the moment you saved my life, Lexa."
Lexa shook her head. "I didn't think I would be worthy of love. At least not in this lifetime with everything..."
"Hush," Clarke purred, "I'm not nearly done with you." The meaning is clear that Clarke was just at the start of her heat. Lexa groaned and jerked into Clarke, pulling more laughter and delight from her omega. The growing smile on Clarke's face mirrored hers as well.
Happy New Year. Cheers, Mate
Happy New Year! 🎉 🥳🎊🎆🎇 starting this year the way I ended last year, thinking about clexa abo 🥵
