A True Alpha Chapter 51

Chapter 51

“Ok. So, What’d you get me?” Clarke cracked a smile. 

“Well, I got you a couple options.” Lexa stalled as she grabbed the privacy shopping bag from her suitcase. 

Clarke raised a curious eyebrow. 

“H… here you go!” Lexa plopped it down on Clarke's lap.

“What has you blushing?” 

“I!” Lexa half jumped. “You don't ever have to use it if you don't want to. But if you do want to… I… I'd be happy to umm.” Lexa’s hands flailed around in embarrassment. “Well, you know! I! You know what they are for!” 

Clarke growled pleased as she removed the pink, white, and purple tissue which had covered the top of the bag. She could see at least two pairs of boxers at the bottom of the bag, presumably different sizes, and a mishmash of leather straps and buckles which she recognized with ease. She had spent hours gawking at different styles of them online and in stores after all. 

“D! Do you like them?” Lexa stuttered, worry brewing in her mind.

Clarke cracked a smile, both at the trio of terrific phalluses. One seemed somewhat basic, but in a beautiful vibrant rainbow pattern, a second was clearly equipped with some form of vibration at both its head and it’s base, finally, there was the third, a very generic pinkish flesh tone that matched Clarke’s skin almost perfectly. 

“I tried to give you some choices. I couldn't decide between the basic one, the fancy one… or well you know?” 

“The gay one?” Clarke giggled. 

“Yeah, and even that one, I wasn't sure about. I was between that and one which had the colors of a trans alpha flag. But I wasn't sure if that would just remind you of being trans, and I was worried that might be a downer or a turn-off.” 

“I love the rainbow one, plus it has a…” Clarke eyed the sizeable base. 

“Well, they kinda all do except for the black vibrating one.” Lexa chuckled. 

“What?” 

“Well the rainbow one has a regular knot, but the flesh-toned one has a pump… and you can umm, well you can inflate it. It gets, well it gets really big, if you want?” 

Clarke didn't even notice as she growled deeply, picking the flesh-toned strap from the bag, tracing her fingers down its soft, almost silky silicone with a stunning realism. 

“That sounds like a really good growl.” Lexa reached out, touching one of Clarke’s hands, caressing it softly, attempting to bridge the quiet between them. 

“It was!” Clarke’s head snapped up, her eyes damn near glowing with eager hunger. 

“Clarke! I’m really gonna need more than that.” Lexa pouted, needing some slightly more significant shred of assurance from her alpha that she did well. 

Clarke reversed the position their hands had been in, dropping the toy back into the bag so that she could instead take the alpha’s hand in hers. “This is amazing of you my love.” 

“Really?” Lexa lit up. 

“I think you need to make yourself comfortable and start taking your pajamas off.” Clarke purred, slipping off of the bed to remove her own bottoms. 

“Oh? Do I now?” Lexa scurried backward on the bed, forming the pillows around her, just how she liked. 

“That’s a good girl.” Clarke thumbed at the embroidered size marker on the boxer harnesses, finding her size, she slipped the flesh-toned phallus into the harness. God, how did this cock just feel right? What was it about this gorgeous, almost impeccable lump of dual density silicone that felt immeasurably accurate. Entirely immaculate in each and every preposterously impossible way. Nothing had ever felt so right as she pulled the boxers up, the cock standing proud from between her legs. It was completely out of her control; how she stroked the phallus, staring at Lexa’s parted legs. FUCK! Clarke could smell Lexa’s wetness, it might not have been quite as thick or sweet a scent as that of an omega, but Clarke loved it all the same; it was the scent of her mate, her alpha willingly submitting, laying on her back and opening her legs willingly. Then the sight of Lexa licking her lips damn near broke something in the alpha stroking her pseudo phallus. “Fucking christ you look good like that, all splayed out and open for me. Licking those fucking lips.” Clarke’s growing growls brought quite the flush to Lexa’s cheeks as she began to palm the head of her cock. 

Lexa yelped unintentionally, her body shifting, maybe unconsciously, lowering herself as if to be even further ready for Clarke and that cock, that beautiful cock. She even subtly wished that she could be the one stroking it for Clarke, that she could be the one soothing her alpha’s ache, even if it was just a lump of silicone. “Yours.” Lexa’s hips rocked up needily and her jaw dropped, leaving just the slightest part in her lips, and invitation, a pleading welcome for the alpha who was clearly getting more and more into the stroking of her own member. 

“Are you now little girl?”

A shudder ran down Lexa’s spine, the taunt going directly to the tightness between her thighs. Her alpha wished for the will to protest, the strength to deny the beautiful delicious taunt that made her a dripping mess, but she had no such will or strength in the presence of her alpha. “All, All yours.” Lexa fumbled her words, having a hard time focusing on anything other than simply how desperately she wanted the alpha, and more specifically where she wanted her.

“You are licking your lips Lexa. Is there something you want to tell me? A reason why you didn't remove those pajamas of yours as I ordered?” Clarke maneuvered herself up onto the bed, standing upright from her knees as she made her way close to her mate, still stroking herself all the while.

“I! Oh fuck, Clarke. You.” 

“I what my beautiful alpha?” Clarke slid one hand up Lexa’s leg as she approached. 

There was a dry crack of Lexa’s voice before she tried to swallow down her hungry salivation, only to have her mouth immediately water for Clarke all over again. “You look so strong… confident… with that, that thing right there, sticking out from between your legs, so strong, so large!” Lexa’s voice was barely even a whisper as she approached something far beyond her breaking point. 

“You sound like you are having some trouble there baby?” Clarke’s palm pushed gently against Lexa’s covered river of a cunt, only to then ignore it and then continue her way up, grabbing a rough handful of Lexa’s right breast, pinching the nipple roughly, and then return to proceeding upwards all the way until her palm found the alpha’s cheek. 

Lexa squirmed, then howled, any will she had left completely deteriorating in the palm of Clarke’s hand. When Clarke gently pressed her thumb against Lexa’s lower lip, there was no will, no alpha pride to stop her from taking the appendage beyond her lips, licking it lewdly, loving it with her mouth as she wrapped her lips down around it and sucked gently. 

The act drenched Clarke to the point she only prayed Lexa had been smarter than her and purchased a pair of boxer harness which were actually able to get wet without turning to a death trap, but even if they did become such a trap? In return for the exquisite experience of getting to watch her mate suckle on her thumb, maybe even another appendage, and anything which might follow; it would be a perfect trade. 

“Want, Want you!” Lexa croaked out, Clarke’s thumb still hanging out of her mouth.

“Did you want to taste it? To take it in your mouth before I strip you bare, fuck that soaked little pussy of yours? KNOT you?” Clarke offered up. 

Lexa’s teeth bit down slightly on Clarke’s thumb. “Please. I want to… I want to taste you.” 

“Atta girl. Now was that so hard?” Clarke pulled down Lexa’s jaw, moving closer as she brought her tip up to that spot which has been holding her gaze with such strength. 

Lexa pressed her lips down to the tip, Clarke’s finger retracting as she kissed the peak and swallowed down whatever hesitation lingered. “No, my alpha.” Before she knew it, her hand had replaced Clarke’s at the base of the alpha’s cock. It felt so much better than she remembered from the store; so so much better! “I love you.” The words were whimpers more than anything else as they left her mouth in between soft suctions and loving laps at Clarke’s tip. 

Clarke had begun bucking softly into her alpha’s loving display, her head falling back as the toy’s base rocked mind-numbingly against her clit. “That’s it, keep going baby!” She panted, breaths growing heavier as her body heated, craving to do dirtier and dirtier, obscenely disgusting things to her mate; to fuck Lexa’s every single hole, and not even dare stop until Lexa could do nothing but pant and whine in sexual satisfaction.

“Yes, my alpha.” Lexa obeyed, slowly taking Clarke’s length deeper, rolling her head in an intentional pattern to rock the strap against Clarke more. 

“I’m going to fuck you so good my beautiful girl.” Clarke raised her hand from Lexa’s cheek to the back of her head. “This ok?” She whispered, breaking the unyielding dominant facade for only a moment.

“Yes! Dear god yes!” Lexa panted out, Clarke’s hand forcing her down as she broke, sucking and moaning on her mate. 

“That’s my fucking girl!” Clarke rejoiced as she thought she might cum just from the breathtaking sight of Lexa gobbling her down in such a lewd display. 

“Clarke! Fuck!” Lexa whined, the tip unceremoniously hitting the back of her throat before she could get much farther than halfway. 

“Fuck baby! You are too good at this!” Clarke continued rocking her hips up, wanting to see Lexa swallow the cock down just a little more than the alpha was actually capable of. 

Lexa pushed back on Clarke’s eager hips, desperate for a moment to breathe. 

“Fuck! Sorry! Too much?” Clarke pulled back, now rocking her length against Lexa’s breast, eager and impatient, adoring the sensation of feeling she finally had the right anatomy, even if it was just a silicone toy. 

“Really enjoying yourself huh?” 

Clarke blushed, her already rather red complexion from sexual excitement turning brighter in her embarrassment. “Really, really enjoying myself.” Clarke’s impatient alpha brain grew easily distracted as she eyed Lexa’s breasts, dragging herself along the gentle mounds. 

“You like that too? My easily distracted alpha.” 

“I! You know! You know I like your tits!” Clarke protested. Rocking her hips faster. 

“I do now, do I?” Lexa unbuttoned her pajama top slowly, revealing her flesh. 

“Damnit! Why are you so fucking beautiful?!” Clarke growled overly horny and desperate to feel more, dragging her core against Lexa’s abdomen for friction as she found the perfect place just between the alpha’s breasts. 

“Aww? You wanna feel them against your hard cock?” Lexa was perfect at taunting her mate. 

Clarke's mind melted immediately, for some reason the idea of Lexa active assisting her with those beautiful breasts hadn't actually dawned on her in the lusty haze.

“Yes?” Lexa cracked a wide smile, pressing her breasts up with her upper arms to form a more stark valley for her mate. 

“God I fucking love you!” Clarke bent down and kissed her mate.

“I love you too baby. Tonight is about you. Anything my alpha wants. I wanna make you feel good.” Lexa kissed back, horny and hungry for Clarke's pleasure. 

“What you want matters too.” Clarke assured, bucking up again and nipping at Lexa's lower lip. 

“Fucking Christ! When you finally get down there I'm gonna look like an omega in heat I'm dripping so much for you.” Lexa griped. 

“I absolutely adore that idea.” Clarke reached behind her and grabbed at Lexa's sex so wet she could feel it through the alpha's pajamas. 

“Oh fucking…” Lexa writhed up and moaned in a beautiful desperate closeness that faded away almost the moment it came, Clarke's hand pulling away. 

The alpha atop her brought that hand right up to her mouth, licking up at the slick. “You taste absolutely divine.” 

“Clarke… You are going to need to speed up! Before I throw you down and fucking ride you, desperate for your knot.” Lexa threatened, her core tightening with a severe lack of patience. 

“An idea for another day my love; a delightful idea.” Clarke whispered to Lexa and then nipped at her ear. 

“Then speed up! Please!” Lexa whined.

“Aww my wonderful alpha is so impatient and needy for me, isn't she?” Clarke cooed, pawing at both of Lexa’s breasts. 

“You are such a fucking asshole!” Lexa’s cheeks burned a bright red as she averted her gaze, despising the taunts in a guiltily pleasurable way. 

“That's my girl. All embarrassed and horny over it.” Clarke sat back up, pushing Lexa’s breasts together as she rocked her hips up. 

“I! What! I never!” Lexa buried half her face deeper into the pillows she had laid out for herself. 

“You look me in the eyes and tell me you don't like being teased like that.” Clarke pinched at Lexa’s nipples, rocking her hips up along and enjoying herself in ways she had never had the opportunity to before. 

Lexa whimpered and whined, arching her back as Clarke toyed with her nipples, unable to focus, much less bring herself to lie to the alpha teasing her. 

“Aww desperate little alpha getting overly impatient?” Clarke taunted the moment that she noticed Lexa’s legs fidgeting, clearly attempting to garner some amount of friction, any lick of satisfaction in the face of her alpha teasing her cock along her chest. 

Lexa whine louder, her hips bucking up, swearing that she might lose herself in the torture of Clarke taunting her. “How… how did you know I like that?” She gritted her teeth, embarrassment overwhelming as it fed into her issue of arousal. 

“Like what baby girl?” Clarke purred, pulling and pinching at Lexa’s nipples more, just enjoying how it made Lexa squirm

“Clarke!” Lexa whined out the name, nearly attempting to buck Clarke off of her she was whining and writhing so much. 

“Aww, you are so sexy all desperate and whimpering with me on top of you.”

“Clarke!” Lexa pulled at the back of her alpha’s knees, requiring some handle as she lingered embarrassed. “How did you know that I was into… into… being taunted… made to need my mate?” 

“Oh please, Ms. ‘Most of the alphas I've met are more into testing each other's dominance by saying stuff like that’.”

“I…” 

“You said it to me-”

“The night we met.” Lexa’s jaw dropped, somehow surprised that Clarke remembered.

“Yes.” Clarke nodded, shifting lower on the bed, and moving to kiss her dumbstruck mate.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” Clarke slipped her fingers in under the waistband of Lexa’s pajamas. “My desperate, impatient, needy little alpha.” Clarke’s firm hands directed Lexa to roll her hips up against the protrusion from between her legs. 

Just the hint of defiance flared back to Lexa’s eyes, her core wrenching tighter in ache as Clarke pushed perfectly against the pajamas halfway down her hips, just over her entrance. “I will pay you back for this when we aren't basking in the first time you get to play ‘cocky’ alpha.” Lexa’s eyebrows pumped at the pun. 

“Just try to remember that as I’m filling you whole and making you cry out in pleasure.” Clarke nipped at Lexa's neck.

“Looking forward to it love.” Lexa rose her head to press her forehead against the crook of Clarke's neck, breathing the alpha's proud scent in as she wrapped her arms around her mate, preparing herself for what was to come. 

“That's my beautiful mate. You've been very patient for me haven't you?” 

“Yes, my alpha!” Lexa was overly eager to finally have the desperately growing ache sated. She still couldn't stop breathing in Clarke's rapturous odor, something of a blessing and a curse; it thankfully soothed that corner of her alpha who was still raging about how she should be scared that her mate might never see her as strong or able to provide again. But it also served to remind her in painstaking detail of exactly how heated her body had become, how desperately she needed Clarke to hold her down and finally give her the knot she had been promised. 

“I'm gonna slip your pajamas off now.” Clarke took up a softer tone, catching just how tightly wound Lexa had become. “And then you are gonna feel so good baby girl. With me slipping deep inside you? Your beautiful sweet little pussy stretching and swallowing down my cock. You are gonna feel so good.” Clarke ushered gently, slipping the bottoms beyond Lexa's ass. 

The alpha ruined in need gasped as she felt the cold air only heated by the two alpha's bodies brushing against her suddenly exposed and slick coated sex. She clung to Clarke tighter for just a moment, almost clawing into the alpha's back as the promised relief simply couldn't come fast enough. 

Noticing Lexa's startled desperation, Clarke lifted herself right to the entrance, gently stroking around Lexa's swollen clit with the tip of her thumb as her blunt head pressed to her mate's luscious lips. 

Lexa's eyes flung open and a scream broke through her throat, her body tensing so suddenly. Nails dug into Clarke's back as the other alpha's hips bucked up for more of the thumb against her super sensitive section of nerves. She didn't even notice as her head moved, her open mouth finding the perfect thing to help muddle her pleasurable cries as she found Clarke's neck and bit at it for dear life. 

Clarke growled low, she could tell what had just happened and even if she couldn't, Lexa's scent gave more than enough of a hint to figure it out with ease. “You just-” Clarke was cut off as she brushed her nose against Lexa's neck just enough to make the alpha shutter, her body threatening to tip over again so easily. 

“Shut up!” The embarrassed words were almost impossible to make out as Lexa's jaw was still digging into Clarke's flesh, threatening to give her a whole new mating mark.  

“I am glad you are enjoying yourself love.” Clarke kissed at Lexa's neck quivering with desperate yet almost inaudible whines for more. “Are you ready?” She did her best to line it up right with Lexa's entrance, just ever so slightly pressing the tip in; only enough to warn Lexa of what would come next if she was ready.

Lexa released her bite, only leaving an intense bruise and a slight mark where Clarke's skin had broken for her. “Yes. I'm ready for you. I love you. I need you.” Her gentle fingertips soothed over where her nails had so recently clawed into her mate's raw flesh. “Give me your knot. Make me yours all over again Clarke.” Lexa pulled back from where she had been leaving kisses which requested forgiveness at the shallow bite. “Make me yours all over again Clarke.” Her eyes met the alpha's as she repeated her own words. 

Clarke stole Lexa up in a kiss, timing it perfectly as she slipped herself in, penetrating her mate slowly but with purpose; belabored, loving, adoration filled purpose. She would do exactly as her mate had requested of her. This would be a recommitment of sorts, a renewal of all the vows being someone's alpha entails. They would be better; she would be better, all the things she should have been these past months that the two had functionally lost in their pseudo separation spawned by grief. She would do it all with a knot, a kiss, and if Lexa wished, another bite.

It was a sharp combined inhale and exhale that followed the swift insertion, leaving Lexa gasping breathless and shuttering, reeling as she pulled from their kiss only to regain the air she had lost. 

“That's it. I want you to enjoy my love.” .” Clarke pulled back only to slide right back in, cautious not to go too deep too quickly. 

“More!” Lexa cried out in a soft quiet plea. 

“Is that what my alpha wants?”

Lexa clung tighter to Clarke. 

“That what my alpha needs?” Clarke awaited just the slightest of nods from her mate while slowly thrusting with a caring tempo. Just as it came, she bucked in hard, sheathing herself almost all the way inside her mate. The only two inches left unattended were those which formed the slightly wider base of the knot. It wasn't much larger, and certainly not while it wasn't inflated, but it was more than nothing, and she was not interested in hurting her mate the first time they used the glorious new toy. 

“I want… Oh! God! I need! I need your knot! Clarke! Please!” Lexa wrapped her legs around Clarke, fighting to pull her in closer, desperate to feel that final burning stretch, more than aware that it was all she needed to finally tip over into a second climax much more satisfying than the first. 

“Not yet my love. Not yet.” Clarke whispered, repeating strokes of the same depth as Lexa quickly grew impatient. 

“Clarke!” Lexa tried to growl, but she was interrupted by Clarke bucking back inside her, the growl turning to an ecstasy induced whine. 

“I love you, I love having you like this. Desperate, whining and pleading for me. It is so beautiful to have you like this, panting, moaning, desperate.” Clarke knew just the word to harp on, the word that would drive Lexa towards her breaking point, pushing her to the level that she couldn't help but break and beg, plead for the knot Clarke so desperately wanted to give her. 

“Clarke! Please!” Lexa’s attempt at an order was far too feeble to be considered even so much as a request. “Please! I wanna feel you knot me!” Lexa pulled at Clarke with her legs pressing at the alpha’s ass, urging her mate to give her more. “Need you.” Lexa nipped at Clarke’s neck just hard enough to get Clarke’s full attention. 

“Need it huh?” Clark cracked a wider smile. 

“Yes!” Lexa grunted into her apologetic kisses at Clarke’s neck. 

“Ok love, do you want…” Clarke trailed off, slipping that last two inches inside slowly as she kissed Lexa’s neck, right above her scent gland. It was an intentional choice, picking Lexa’s left scent gland to kiss and suck at as she slipped the base of herself all the way in. It was her way of requesting to mark Lexa again, to leave a permanent reminder for the renewal of their dedication to each other. “As I knot you?”

“Fuck that's it! More!” Lexa pleaded, feeling Clarke pull back out and slam herself back in. 

“Do you want it?” Clarke repeated, sucking and teasing her teeth at Lexa’s scent gland. 

“I!” Lexa’s voice hitched, her orgasm threateningly close, she could feel it, it was unavoidable; inevitable,  she could feel herself teetering over already, all that was left was to fall. 

“Ready for the knotting?” Clarke found the inflation pump somewhere amongst the sheets, keeping a steady rhythm to distract herself from the slight disheartened feeling that the idea of not being allowed to mark Lexa once more filled her heart with. 

“I… I want…” Lexa panted out, her body wavering under the impending climax. 

“I know. It’s coming love.” Clarke bucked the rest of the way in, her hips slamming perfectly against Lexa’s just before she began to inflate the knot. 

“Want... mark!” Lexa cried out just as Clarke began with the rough and hasty pumps that filled up the knot, stretching Lexa in ways her alpha biology wasn't prepared for. 

Clarke’s ears perked mid third pump. “You sure?!” 

Lexa was already mid-climax, and she had no control over her vocal cords as they had already begun in a rapturous orgasmic howl. So instead she nodded and pulled Clarke’s head close to the unmarked second scent gland. 

“Mine. My beautiful alpha.” Clarke praised before finding just the right spot to dig her teeth in, breaking Lexa’s flesh with ease, the alpha screaming under her in the combination of pleasure and pain. “That's my girl, that's it.” Clarke mumbled into the bite, licking up at what blood escaped. 

Lexa loved the feeling of being marked again and almost felt guilty for having been so preoccupied in her pleasure to not respond quick enough. But she had gotten her desire and consent across all the same. Even after her climax had ebbed, Lexa could feel Clarke rolling her hips deeper, clearly grinding her clit against the packer in an effort to achieve her own release. Once her body had calmed enough that she could move with some level of control Lexa raised her hand to caress Clarke’s cheek. “Having some trouble tipping over there love?” 

Clarke grunted into Lexa’s scent gland where her jaw was still locked. 

“Go slower, getting your climax in this new way might be hard.” 

Clarke‘s erratic grinds and bucks found some form of a regular rolling motion at a much slower pace, obeying as her beloved mate suggested. 

“There, isn't that better?” Lexa guided Clarke’s hips. 

“So… Close!” Clarke complained through the flesh between her teeth. 

Lexa fumbled around, finding something else in the sheets. “Release the bite baby, I have something to show you for when you cum.” 

“Hmm?” Clarke released and pulled away from the bite. Her jaw dropped the moment she saw it. 

“You press down on this and it-” 

“Ohh I know what it does!” Clarke’s eyes lit up, the sheer idea almost enough to get her the rest of the way there. 

“Then why don't you cum, and fill me with all your seed, alpha!” Lexa waggled her eyebrows, bucking her hips up, taunting Clarke as she handed off the syringe that held the cum lube. 

Clarke growled deep and pleased, rolling her hips just right as she found the right pace, pushing the plunger down harshly as she hit her peak. 

“Mhmm! That’s it! Fill me up with your seed baby.” Lexa rolled her hips, the feeling of the phallus shooting inside her both shocking and delightful. 

“My alpha! My mate!” Clarke snarled possessive and proud. 

“All your love.” Lexa hugged, pulling Clarke close. 

“F… fuck… that was… Oof that was nice.” Clarke collapsed into her mate. 

“That was all I wanted. I wanted you to enjoy. To get a moment to be yourself.” 

“I know my love. Thank you so much, this was amazing.” Clarke cuddled up in the bed. 

“That’s my girl.”

“All yours.” 

End of Chapter 51