A True Alpha Chapter 61

Chapter 61

The week of Clarke’s rut continued on about as one would expect, especially after taking into consideration that Lexa was also in her rut. Needless to say, by the end of the week they really, really, really needed to wash the sheets, but for some reason, the duo kept getting distracted each and every time that they so much as approached it. The reason was the potent cocktail of alpha pheromones that could make even a mated omega swoon. In fact, it did. By the end of the week, Raven was beginning to think that the two alphas had begun an effort of biological warfare on her, a thought that certainly had absolutely nothing to do with her hypersensitive pregnancy nose; nope, absolutely nothing at all to do with her hypersensitive pregnant omega nose. As close to biological warfare as it felt, there was something about it that made the home feel safer even if each day she found the scent driving her further up a wall of arousal that Octavia was always more than eager to soothe in each and every way she could. 

“Lexa?” Clarke woke after the seventh night of extremely satisfying rut sleep. Her dynamic had been delighted each night at the wondrous opportunity to rut and rock her cock up against her mate all night long. This morning was slightly different, however. It wasn't the first time since her rut had started, but that didn't take the slight sting out of it when she turned over in search of her alpha to kiss and cuddle groggily as she slowly woke. Lexa was not there. The bed was still warm next to her and Lexa’s scent still coated the sheets and her pillow; although after all that the two had done over the past week, it was entirely unlikely that the sheets would ever lose that odor. "Baby?" Her voice cracked dry in a light dehydration. Not only had she cum out a decent amount of water since she and Lexa originally adjourned to their bed the previous night, but also beforehand she hadn't been quite as on top of hydration as she should have been in her alpha impatience and rush to study all the chapters she had to review before exams started. “Lexa.” Her voice cracked again as she grabbed at empty ruffles in the comforter, hoping against any and all common sense that Lexa could potentially be hiding in between or under them. There was no Lexa to be found in between the sheets or under the covers however. Clarke knew where her mate had been lured off to tho. Lexa had grown anxious through the week, splitting her time almost seventy thirty between the two sirens calls of her life; writing and her mate. Sadly for Clarke’s sake, she seemed to be getting the thirty percent side this morning. 

Clarke’s clit was still sporting a tent in her pajamas as she stumbled out of bed and across the hallway to where she could already hear Lexa’s furious typing chattering away. She held to the doorknob for a short second before slowly slipping it clockwise and cracking it just enough to peer through. Beyond the crack, Clarke watched as Lexa’s hand ran anxiously through already messy hair, her elbows planted on the desk as she took a moment’s breath and rubbed her strained eyes. The alpha’s breath was so heavy and belabored that Clarke could hear it’s weight. But then she saw the real reason Lexa was rubbing her eyes. Although the alpha was probably experiencing some horrible amount of eyestrain, that wasn't the cause; she was crying. Clarke’s heart broke. No wonder Lexa’s breaths had been so weighty. Clarke clutched to the doorknob harder and harder as she watched Lexa’s tears come faster. 

The alpha’s shoulders fell in painful shutters with her subdued to silence sobs. Lexa was under the impression that Clarke was still sleeping just a hallway away, so she covered her mouth, doing her best to make no noise even in mourning. She felt like it had been such a long time, years even since she had last wept over Costia, especially since she had wept so hard. She knew what was bringing it back up, but that didn't mean it was easier to reconcile the feelings of weakness that accompanied breaking down into tears over something years past. She strived to refocus, to suppress her own emotions and return her fingers to the home keys, but every time they landed and her eyes attempted to decipher her screen once more she found it was just blurry all over again in the watery sting of yet another tear too many forming against her will. Her heart sank, maybe it would be best to give up for the morning? Just return to bed and hold Clarke and get back to writing later in the day? There were no due dates, no editor demanding a first copy by Monday, so why push herself to the point of breaking down in tears, to losing time with her mate during her first true rut. She quickly grew angry with herself, how could she be ignoring her mate at such an important time! When Clarke needed her most, she would just leave the alpha alone in bed to wake up and have her heartbreak when she was no longer there?! How could she do that to Clarke! 

Huffing once more, Lexa slammed her hand down on the desk in front of her and popped her legs out from under herself, jumping to her feet and turning to see Clarke just as she wiped another set of tears off of her face. “I! Clarke?” 

“Are you ok love?” Clarke’s voice pained, timid, and scared now that she saw the tears on her mate’s face just in front of her. 

“Yeah! I! Oh! Yes! I’m perfectly ok!” Lexa’s overly reassuring tone felt fake even though it was entirely authentic. 

“Are you sure?” Clarke gave Lexa another chance under the impression that Lexa had been lying right through her teeth. 

“Yes, I am.” Lexa tried again calmer. “I just got a little caught up in my work, and then I felt a little guilty at the thought of you waking up alone.” 

Clarke lost her breath snapping back to that first moment of alpha fear that struck when she woke without her mate next to her. “Oh, well, I am up. And it isn't a big deal.” 

“Yes, yes it is. I know the feeling of waking up in a rut and having your mate already gone from the bed.” Lexa stepped in closer hesitant of upsetting her alpha. 

“It’s ok baby, you had work to do.” Clarke struck a nonchalant look and scratched at the back of her head in an effort to make it seem like it didn't affect her whatsoever. 

“But this is an important week for you. It’s my alpha’s first real rut.” Lexa gave a soft smile and closed the last meter of distance between them. 

“I love you.” Clarke actually relaxed. “Are you really ok?” 

“Yes, yes I am. The only thing I am worried about is you.” Lexa nuzzled softly and began to kiss at Clarke’s neck. 

Clarke purred and offered up her neck more. “Oh! Hey love.” 

“Hey.” Lexa tested seductively. “You ok?” Her kisses hastened. 

Clarke growled lowly and an evil idea brewed in her mind, something she would never have thought of before her new hormones, but suddenly it seemed like something she had to do. Her clit burned and ached, but she knew as wonderful an idea as it was that was growing in her as an urge she knew that it would be best to ask consent first. “Are you ok with me getting a little rough for a sec?” 

“How rough?” Lexa contested a low teasing growl.

“Pretty rough.” Clarke gritted her teeth in a strained effort to hold herself back. 

“I think I would like that.” Lexa whispered and licked up Clarke’s neck. 

Clarke immediately grabbed roughly at Lexa’s arms, throwing her hard against the wall behind her. “Mine!” Clarke denoted gruffly. 

“Yours! Fuck! All yours!” Lexa panted, feeling her cock stir backup for her mate. 

“That’s a girl.” Clarke pushed her harder against the wall and found her hips grinding against Lexa’s thigh. “And you feel so good up against me too.” 

“Fucking Christ.” Lexa moaned, her erection shooting up and hardening quickly for Clarke. 

“Aww hard already?” Clarke’s hand slipped down to Lexa’s erection to massage it slowly. 

“Yes.” Lexa admitted in a whimper. “Fuck, god that feels good.” 

“That’s my girl.” Clarke nipped at Lexa’s neck and hastened her hand and hips. 

“Clarke!" Lexa gasped in pleasure, attempting to catch her breath as her hips fought for more friction only to be thrown back against the wall behind her once again. 

"Mine." Clarke demanded again before biting and pulling deductively at Lexa's ear. 

Lexa's head clunked back against the wall behind her as she layed back and allowed herself to enjoy her mate slowly caressing her cock and grinding up against her. 

"Feel good?" 

"Very good!" Lexa shuttered in pleasure. 

"Wanna cum for your alpha?"

"Oh fuck yes. I, but I'm not ready yet." Lexa whimpered embarrassed.

"You will be in just a moment." Clarke warned seductively. 

"I will?" 

"As long as you are a good girl and you don't move." Clarke shrugged before kissing down Lexa's chest slowly and undoing her zipper. 

"I will." Lexa moaned approvingly. Her hand raised to assist and guide Clarke but the alpha grabbed it and pinned it back down to the wall without even a glance. 

"No! Bad girl! You don't move. You stay just how you are, pressed up against the wall for your alpha." 

"Fuck! Clarke, I don't have that type of -" 

"You are gonna be good and I am gonna suck this." Clarke stroked slowly up and down Lexa. "Until you cum for me like a good girl." 

"Y! Yes my alpha!" Lexa swallowed her pride and protests. 

“Good.” Clarke praised then slipped Lexa’s pants and panties down the rest of the way. The alpha with an already ebbing rut quickly sunk down to her knees, kissing at and around Lexa’s proud erection. 

“Baby!” Lexa whined and fought to keep her hips back.

“Shh, the only things I want to hear from you are moans and panting.” Clarke ordered before tilting her head to one side while stroking teasingly up and down Lexa’s length. “Maybe some whimpers too?” 

Lexa nodded and whimpered as a response. 

“You are such a good girl, aren't you?” Clarke cooed prideful of her obedient alpha before taking Lexa into her mouth. She moaned pleased, it had been a while since she had taken Lexa the same way she did on their first night together. Her alpha tasted even better than she remembered. Something Clarke figured was quite the feat considering that the last time she had done such a thing she was in the midst of a heat. Either way, she also figured it was about time to return the favor given that Lexa had been more than diligent in the same department when it came to her over the past week. 

Lexa whined louder, finding the task of staying still to be beyond deceptively simple while Clarke was bobbing up and down on her length. The alpha’s eyes rolled back as Clarke thrust her hips back against the wall just to follow along with her mouth and take it into her throat with an admirable gusto. 

Clarke, ever the alpha egotist grew prouder with each increasing moan her alpha made and every single small fidget of frustration at not being allowed to move. It even cheered her on further, encouraging her to suck harder and consume deeper. Teasing her teeth along Lexa’s base she swirled her tongue around the rest of her length, all the while knowing that it would be but only a moment longer before Lexa released for her. These suspicions were further confirmed when Lexa’s breath hitched and her muscles tensed harder in an effort to keep holding herself back. Clarke growled low, an alpha approving growl consenting to the question she knew was growing in Lexa’s mind. Her growl was just enough consent to Lexa cumming in her mouth for the panting alpha holding her climax back desperate to release. 

She buckled over moments after her pleasure came spilling out into and filling up Clarke’s mouth. Panting Lexa strived to collect herself once more, but instead, she just found herself sliding down the wall to be on the floor with her mate. 

“That’s my good girl.” Clarke gulped Lexa’s mess down then kissed her mate. 

“Yours, all yours.” Lexa agreed. 

“Feeling better?” Clarke caressed Lexa’s cheek. 

“I told you, I am just fine.” Lexa rebuffed. 

“My alpha was crying, do I not get to be concerned?” 

“You do, but not after I tell you that I am perfectly fine.” 

“You were crying.” Clarke pressed, resting her forehead against Lexa’s. 

“It’s fine.” 

“I’m an alpha. It is my job to worry about my mate.” 

“I can tell.” Lexa teased with a deadpan and unpleasant expression. 

Clarke huffed lowly and then nuzzled at her mate. “Maybe I could read it? Maybe I could help in some way?” 

“I would say no, but given that you snuck into my office and stole my last one… I think that I could budge this time. But not today, not until after you graduate.” 

“What?!” 

“You have so much work to do, you have been working just as hard as I have, if not more, and your work hasn't been on something restorative and cathartic like writing. It has been on studying for the most part. I’m not giving you anything more to worry about till you are entirely done with all your college work and you have aced all your exams.” 

“Well, I only have two exams, but the likelihood of me acing either of them is slim to none.” 

Lexa shrugged. “Eh, I know you, you’ll do it.” 

“Thanks baby.” Clarke cuddled up to her mate and held back her frustrations about not being allowed to read yet. 

“Love you.” Lexa wrapped her arms around Clarke. “So what’s on the schedule for today?” 

“Other than making my alpha cum?” 

“Yes other than that.” Lexa feigned irritation. “But that was very nice.” 

“I’m glad you enjoyed.” Clarke smiled prideful. “Uugh, for me though? Not much else. I have a follow up with Nyko in an hour or so; one I can not be late for!”

“Hey, we got the fuckin out of the way early, so we won't be late this time!” Lexa cheered. 

Clarke dubiously hummed along in a less than confident agreement. “And then I have class after just like last week.” 

“Want me to drive you?” 

“You don't have to.” 

“I want to spend more time with my mate.” Lexa kissed Clarke’s cheek. “Plus I have something I wanna do out by the college anyways.” 

“Ok.” Clarke cooed, wrapping herself tightly up into Lexa. “My alpha.” 

“Yours.” Lexa chuckled, leaning in and kissing her mate appreciative. 

End of Chapter 61