Kara entered into the bedroom from the hallway pulling her hair up in a ponytail but then letting it fall over her shoulders. She was in a tiny white night gown and slipped into the bed under the covers.
She looked at the book Sous was reading. "The Journey of Pamoen Apex, A Budding Leader?" Kara said, reading the cover of the book.
"It talks shit about me," Sous said, calmly. She sighed and closed the book, setting it to the side. Kara climbed on top of Sous and kissed her.
"Only on the first few chapters," the Omega whispered. They both laughed, falling into a kiss with one another.
Kara began to grind her hips against Sous groin, feeling the Alpha get aroused beneath her. Kara ended the kiss, getting off of Sous so as to pull the Alpha's pajama pants down.
Sous giggled like a horny high schooler especially as Kara took the lead. Kara took Sous' member in her hands and began to stroke the Alpha, watching the Alpha melt within her grip. She climbed on top of Sous and allowed the Alpha to enter her, both gasping.
Kara began to rock her hips back and forth, slowly at first, before increasing her pace as she got more comfortable with this rhythm. She'd lean forward onto Sous' body as she bounced on top, whispering nothing but soft moans into Sous' skin.
Sous reached forward, her fingers digging into Kara's sides, scratching at the fabric of Kara's nightgown as she gripped onto her mate.
Sous' body trembled beneath Kara's touch, her breath hitching every time Kara clenched around her, too lost in pleasure to form coherent words.
The air of their arousal filled the room: sweet musk mingling with the faint cedar from Kara's perfume, as Kara's hips rolled in smooth, relentless motions. Sous' fingers flexed against Kara's waist.
Sous yelled out as she released her seed into her mate. Kara got off and rose toward Sous, standing on the bed and resting on Sous' face who began to devour the Omega.
Kara moaned weakly, gripping Sous' hair as she had her climax on Sous' face. She collapsed next to Sous, both of them covered in sweat and panting, their scents mingling in the aftermath.
Sous licked her lips and the side of her mouth, tasting Kara. She loved it.
"You taste so good," she said to her mate. "Lay on your stomach, I wanna try something."
"I dont want it in my butt!" Kara scowled.
"Let me put my tongue in your butt," Sous suggested.
"But nothing else!!" Kara said flipping onto her stomach.
"Okay, okay," Sous said, getting on her stomach as well even though her arousal was making it difficult.
Sous admired Kara's backside as the Omega settled in, the curves of her thighs and rear rising and falling with each breath. The Alpha exhaled against Kara's skin, pressing a slow, open-mouthed kiss to the small of her back, tracing the knotted tension with her tongue.
Kara shuddered, fingers twisting into the sheets as Sous mapped her spine, deliberate and unhurried.
The Omega gasped, arching when her mate's tongue dipped lower, slow, wet strokes teasing the sensitive curve where thigh met flesh. Sous inhaled deep, arousal thickening the air between them, pressing Kara's knees wider with the heel of her palm.
Fingers dug into supple skin, possessive and reverent, as Sous dragged her tongue up the cleft in a single, torturous lick. Kara whimpered, thighs trembling, every muscle coiled tight, until Sous flattened her tongue and laved broad, slick circles over her, again and again, until Kara's hips jerked back in helpless demand.
Heat bloomed in the pit of Sous' stomach, her own need a throbbing ache between her legs as she tasted Kara: salty, musky, *hers*, tongue dipping shallowly into tight heat, then retreating just to hear Kara's broken gasp.
The Omega's entire body arched, spine curving like a drawn bowstring, her moans muffled against the mattress as Sous gripped her hips and devoured her with slow, filthy precision.
Sous sat up and entered Kara in the right hole.
SLAP, SLAP!
Thank goodness they were empty testers. They could be as loud as they wanted to be as Sous pounded into the smaller framed woman who's head was in the pillows.
It was like Sous was just free using her. The Alpha's eyes were half dazed, her mouth slightly open with drool spilling at the corners of her mouth.
"Oh fuck," Sous whispered, enjoying Kara's walls tightening around her arousal.
Kara arched her back, lifting her rear higher, silently begging Sous to go deeper. The Alpha gripped Kara's waist tighter, fingers digging into soft flesh as she pistoned her hips forward with unrestrained hunger.
THUD, THUD!
The bedframe groaned in protest, the headboard hitting against the wall in time with their ragged breathing, a rhythm as old as their biology, as primal as the teeth marks Sous left on Kara's shoulder the night they bonded.
She released herself once more, moaning as she did so, pulling out and pushing her face back into Kara to perform oral once more.
Later, they fell asleep in one another's arms. No drama, no war, no conflict. No Apex.