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The light blue rays of dawn stirred the omega from her dreamless sleep, hitching sighs and a small yawn before easing her eyes open in a hazy, peaceful daze. A warm body was pressed against her back, softly snoring and… apparently drooling. Asami could feel Korra’s slobber collecting on the back of her neck.
She smiled besides herself and shifted in Korra’s arms. She groaned out at how her body felt like a ton of bricks, watery muscles and incredibly sore places throbbing everywhere. She was surprised to realize she wasn’t in heat anymore, which was gravely disappointing and perplexing all at the same time.
Normally, her heats would last for six days, sometimes even longer, if it was a particularly bad episode. Which was very intrusive to her normal life of studying and constantly working. Asami had to work double time to keep up with it all.
Because of her arrangement with Opal, the satisfaction of climaxing with another person made her heats more manageable. Even trimming off a day or two. But never over the course of one night. She’s never been with an alpha before… or forced to climax multiple times in one sitting - all puns aside. Korra had surprised her many times in the past two weeks of knowing her.
With a gentle sigh, Asami rolled in the cradle of Korra’s arms, unprepared for the welcoming sight before her. The alpha’s naked body was even more clear to her eyes in the morning light, carved like a greek statue. Asami’s gaze traveled down, savoring how softly Korra’s dark skin was stretched over hard-earned muscle. Her lower legs were thin, soft from under-use, but Asami still found her incredibly gorgeous.
“What time is it?”
Asami snapped her gaze up with a blush, relieved to see that Korra’s eyes were still closed and unaware of her looking. It took a second to realize that she was asked a question, taking a glance at the alarm clock on the nightstand.
“Eleven,” she announced while laying her head back down on Korra’s shoulder, nuzzling closer for more of her warmth. “We slept in.”
Korra mumbled something incoherent and groaned, slapping a hand over her face to rub the sand from her eyes. With a snuff, the alpha finally pried her peepers open, blinking rapidly until she met Asami’s gaze.
Asami blushed harder under Korra’s stare as she was becoming more aware of all the embarrassing things she said last night. Especially the proposal and the promise she made to stay in heat to help Korra get stronger. She wondered what Korra was thinking now that they weren’t lost in the confines of her heat following the betrothal ritual.
But it worked out in the end. Asami’s heart did somersaults when a bashful smile grew on Korra’s face. “Good morning to you.”
Korra’s grin widened with a soft chuckle. “You could say that.” Asami arched, sighing to the touch of her alpha’s hand sliding across her back with affection. Kisses came next. The soft, gentle kinds that old lovers would share. But soon, that wasn’t enough. Asami parted her lips for Korra’s prodding tongue, each lash sent fire in between her legs, growing hotter by the second.
“Wait.” Asami gasped, pulling back before she lost herself. But Korra followed, planting kisses down her neck with a pull to keep her close. “We need to stop,” she said with no reservations in her raspy voice.
“Why?” Korra asked, unconvinced. Her damp breath sent bolts of desire across her skin straight down between her thighs.
“God, Korra…” Asami whined, heaving her breath as her temperature started to rise. “I can barely move. And I’m thirsty… and hungry.” While all of that was true, she wouldn’t be able to thwart the alpha off for much longer if this kept up.
A rumbling growl answered her… from Korra’s stomach. Seemed like she wasn’t the only one a little famished. They both haven’t eaten since lunch yesterday. Asami smiled at Korra’s sheepish expression. She moved to sit up, but Korra stopped her with a press.
“Stay here,” Korra said. “I’ll get us something from the kitchen.” With a groan and a roll, Korra landed hard on the floor with a thump and a grunt.
“Korra?” Asami sat up with concern.
“I’m fine!” Korra groaned from the floor then she shuffled around.
“Do you need help?” The omega asked, crawling to the end of the bed to find the alpha pulling the pair of jeans that were abandoned there the night before with stifled grunts.
“Nope!” With a quick fasten and pull up into the wheelchair, Korra finished dressing with a fresh black tank from the dresser. “I’ll be right back.”
“I can come with you,” Asami offered but the dark woman shook her head.
“No, no…” Korra looked back to her with a dreamy gaze. “You stay just like… that. ” And by ‘that’, she meant naked and perched on Korra’s bed as if it were a pedestal with the sheets pooled around her waist. The omega blushed, pulling the sheets up to cover herself just a little and watched the alpha leave, leaving one last look before closing the door behind her softly.
Now alone, Asami took note of her surroundings. The bed was a mess, reeking of sex and sweat. The floor looked like a massacre of clothing took place, leaving more evidence that she wasn’t dreaming. She vaguely remembered the journey it took to get back to the mansion, and before that… the sound of her father’s concerned voice.
“Shit…” Asami’s muscles screamed with ache when she moved, snagging her jacket from the floor to fish out her smartphone. The battery was dead. She plugged it in at the nightstand and turned it on immediately, heart dropping to see that she had missed calls and a string of messages from her father.
Pick up the phone.
Asami
I hope you have come to your senses and kept your neck unmarked.
This was a mistake, I should have never let you stay there.
Why didn’t you tell me about the other alphas in the house?!
Asami.
She can’t protect you, you know.
You better call me when you are done.
Please tell me she didn’t claim you.
Asami.
Answer the fucking phone!
If you have a mark on your neck, I swear to God that I’ll sue for every last coin in their treasury.
Answer the phone!
At least tell me you are okay.
Dammit… Asami hands shook while typing a reply. She had to delete and re-edit, trying to find the right words to say. If her father pulls her out now, everything she’s worked for would be lost. In the end, she exited the messaging app all together and called him.
“What in the hell are you doing?” Hiroshi shot with anger into her ear. “What happened? Is she there?”
“Dad, it’s okay.” Asami sighed, worrying a hand through her hair. “She’s not here. Nothing permanent happened. Why are you freaking out anyways? Didn’t you tell me you wanted this to happen as fast as possible?”
“That was before I knew other contenders were sniffing about. Asami, are you sure about this? Think about what is expected of you in that family. They are traditionalists to the core. Korra herself told me that she plans on making you into a proper omega!”
“What?” Asami couldn’t believe her ears. Korra wouldn’t say that… would she?
“She did. She’s tricking you into believing she will give you the same freedom that I’ve bestowed upon you. As soon as she claims you, she’s gonna turn on you.”
“That’s a bit extreme, don’t you think? Korra didn’t even want this to happen in the first place… oh.” Asami huffed and smiled, shaking her head in disbelief. “Dad, seriously. Don’t worry about that. She’s bluffing.”
“You don’t even know her. How can you be so sure?”
“I just know,” Asami assured. “Why don’t you arrange the formal contract signing with a few extra details? If Korra breeches any clauses then I will divorce her.”
“Breaking a mating bond is painful, Asami. I don’t want to force you to go through that.”
“I know, Dad… I’ll be okay. I’m tougher than you think.” Asami waited for him to reply, but it was only a heavy sigh on the other line.
There was a long pause again, then he suddenly changed the subject. “Are you taking your pills?”
Asami stiffened, tightening the grip on her phone. “Yes.”
“You’re not forgetting?”
“Not forgetting!” Asami forced as much brightness as she could in her voice, then hurried to end the call. “I gotta go. Love you!” She promptly hung up the phone and rushed to the bathroom. She should have just enough time to fish out the foil packet with shaky fingers and take one before Korra returned. She tore one pink round from it’s row and popped it into her mouth, using the facet to help it go down easier.
God, I've been so stupid. Anxiety started to rise in her throat. Pregnancy was not in the agenda right now. She still needs to finish her master's degree and secure her place in the boardroom of Future Industries. She missed taking the pill in the since her first heat here, and it will take several days to adjust her hormones to prevent conception again.
She took a glance to the mirror, blushing at her reflection in a dazed stupor. Purple marks took home all over her neck and shoulders. Makeup was smeared and her hair was a mess, but the jewelry around her neck solidified Korra’s claim on her. She should be mortified at how she looked, ashamed that she has taken on the role of looking like a traditional omega instead of her true collected self. But she didn’t feel those things. No. Instead, all she felt was a steady pulse growing in between her thighs again.
Would it be so bad to stop taking them? A voice asked her. If you let her breed you, he won’t dare to take you away from her. Asami shook her head, blinking back the wave of desire flooding through her omega brain. Korra may not extend yet, but there was no knowing when or if she will.
Her first reaction was by habit, closing her eyes and breathing in deep to try to stifle her arousal. But it was no use. What was the point in fighting it anymore? This is why she was here, to relinquish control for once in her life and actually quench the thirsty beast inside her with an alpha of her own choosing… but her father doesn’t need to know that.
She skipped back to the bed, jumping in the sheets with a failed attempt to fix the frizzy mess of her hair. Just in time for the door to open, beholding the alpha on wheels with a breakfast tray on her lap and a nervous smile.
Asami ate her up with her eyes, giving her a gentle smirk in kind. Korra handed her a tall glass of sparkling water and she took it with a thank you. There was a veggie omelet and a mug of coffee next. “Are you trying to seduce me? Because I think it’s working.”
The alpha reddened and coughed, darting her eyes to the floor. “I… It’s just breakfast.”
“It’s wonderful,” Asami said. “I guess I’m just not used to you being so nice… I should propose to you more often.”
Korra swallowed visibly, looking like a guilty party. "I… haven't been the easiest person to deal with."
"You haven't…" Asami took a bite of her food with a moan. "But you make up for it in other ways." A soft smile greeted her then and they ate together with a tense silence until Asami broke it. “So… is your family still here?”
“Dad said my uncle left for business, but he will be back in a few days.” Korra inhaled the last of her omelet. “Twins are moving to a hotel tonight."
"That's good," Asami cleared her throat, lifting her chin to add, “I can finally set up an office space without being bothered. There are some projects I need to catch up on and you… well,” Asami pressed her thighs together with a bite on her lower lip. “You’re a beautiful distraction.”
“But your heat isn’t done… is it?” Korra leaned in and took a sniff to Asami’s humiliation.
“Not really… I don’t think… I- um…” Asami flushed at how flustered Korra made her feel.
Korra’s face twisted with perplexion, tilting her head to the side.
“I…” Asami blushed again finding a loss for words but finally spit them out. "I woke up feeling fine but… its gonna flare up again soon. I just wanted to ask if you would be okay if I worked a little afterwards."
“Asami,” Korra placed a hand over hers and gave her a serious look. “I like that you have other ambitions. I'm kinda jealous… to be honest. Not of your work but of you… you have all your shit together and I’m just fumbling through life like it doesn’t matter.”
That surprised her more than it should. Maybe deep down, Asami had been worried that Korra wouldn’t allow her to work. Elite alphas are known to keep their omegas attention only on mating and rearing pups. But she’s different… Korra is a beast in the sheets but sweet and accommodating outside of the bedroom. Which was exactly Asami was looking for.
“Do you really want to excel in Computer Science?” Asami asked her, genuinely curious.
“Not really…” Korra replied, putting her empty plate on the nightstand next to her own. “I’m pretty good at computers though… It’s really just a failsafe. I probably won’t take the throne.”
“You don’t have to settle for less,” Asami said. “You can still make an impact in political policy. You can join the Counsel for Foreign Affairs or something. You don’t have to steer away from working in government factions just because you might not take over things here.”
“I suppose...” Korra seemed a bit skeptical anyways, worrying her chin under her fingers. “How do I know if I’ll be any good at it?”
“We need more alphas like you in politics. Someone to give a voice to those who are always looked over.” Asami pressed with a flirtatious smile. “You won’t know until you try. And from my observation… you’ve been doing very well at trying new things.”
A wolfish grin shot right into Asami’s speeding heart. She gasped in surprise to the sudden surge of Korra’s mouth on hers. Her back hit the mattress and everything else was blacked out in the fire of the alpha’s kiss. Korra’s hands were everywhere, clutching onto every scrap of flesh she could touch.
“What are you doing to me?” Korra words were hot and heavy on her ear, sending shivers through every vein of Asami’s body. “I couldn’t even dare to dream of having you. I don’t deserve you.”
“Yes, you do,” Asami arched up against her, digging her hands underneath the alpha’s tank to touch the warm skin there. “I don’t want to hear you saying anything like that. You got it?”
“I thought I was supposed to be giving orders…” Korra chuckles against her neck, leaving a trail of kisses across each hickey, linking them together like constellations in the sky.
“Alpha you may be…” She pressed her hips up with a small moan, feeling more and more ache for Korra’s touch again. “But we both know who really is in charge here.”
“Is that so?” Korra nipped at her nipple with a growl causing her to yelp. Asami recovered quickly though.
“That’s right…” Asami narrowed her eyes and wrapped her legs around the alpha’s waist. “I'm not afraid to boss you around when you need it. Now, shut up. I need you to fuck me again."
***
Korra’s back was burning, but she couldn’t stop even if she wanted to. Asami’s moans, scent and chi flooded all of her senses in an addicting cocktail of pure sex. She hooked her fingers into the bed and used her upper strength to buck and thrust up into the hot center between the omega’s legs. She didn’t get too far with undressing. Her tank was pushed up above her breasts and her jeans crumbled around her ankles, exposing just enough skin to sink into the warmth of Asami’s body.
“Korra…” Asami chanted her name over and over again, egging her on by a hold on her ass with a hard pull with each roll of their hips. Korra’s clit was throbbing and pulsing with each scrape into Asami’s weeping folds. Oh how she wish she could extend. How would if feel to have the heiress wrapped around her cock and fully claim the prize underneath her. Having sex with Asami was both torture and necessary. The need coursed through the marrow of her bones and she will fight to etch every moan into her memory.
“Shhh,” Asami hushed softly against her cheek. Korra hadn’t realized she was whimpering until the omega was attempting to soothe her. “It’s okay, honey. I’m here… I’m all yours.”
Mine. Korra was swallowed up into the thick of it all. How this other person was reaching into the ragged pieces of her soul, sewing them up stitch by stitch. Leaving a scar of acceptance and desire to be completely whole. It’s not fair. Korra choked on the lump swelling in her throat. It’s not fair that she can just be okay giving everything to me. What am I to her?
“You’re beautiful,” Asami said next. “So beautiful, Korra. I’m so lucky.”
Lucky… Korra wanted to believe it, but she was the lucky one truly. The pressure building in Korra’s chest grew so big that she expected to burst and fall apart. She has to be dreaming. This can’t be real , she told herself, unknowingly she was voicing her thoughts.
“It’s real, Korra,” her omega confirmed with moaning whisper. "I'm real and this is real. Please, don't stop. I need you. I want you."
The affirmation was almost too much for her to bare. Her jumbled thoughts couldn't piece the reason together so she had to ask.
"Why?” Asami whimpered when Korra slowed her hips to a stop, shaking in place with a visible gulp. “Tell me why.”
“I…” Korra waited with nervous energy, trying to ignore her primal urge to keep going. She needed to hear the words from Asami’s beautiful mouth. She needed to know the reason besides the obvious financial benefits. “I used to feel like being an omega was a bad thing. All my life I’ve worked to make people forget that about my dynamic but it’s never enough. But when I found you? When I met you for the first time… I don’t know how to explain it but… you make me feel like it’s okay to be me. That I can be an omega and not have to worry about what other people think. I’ve always kept my inner in check, but you make it feel so good to let it go. Like… the scale inside me is finally level.”
“I think I know what you mean…” Korra closed her eyes, letting the tears pooling at the corners fall. “You make me feel more alpha than I’ve ever had… even if I’m not one anymore.” Asami kissed her and poured all her passion into the tangled aches and pains. Those red lips left her mouth too soon with a deep moan. Korra was grinding and bucking into her again, searching for that connection again.
“You’re the only alpha I want,” Asami murmured in her ear between little gasps and moans. “Fuck… you feel so good. You make me feel so safe… so small.” Korra groaned, panting heavy breathes in the crook of her omega’s neck. Her blood was boiling, rising in feral need in thundering pulses through her clit. Asami was so wet, so hot against her. All she wanted was to get in and spill inside her.
Before long, Asami was quivering against her as the friction became desperate and hard. Hard enough to shake the bed frame, thundering the headboard in the wall. Asami bit back her moans and had tried to slow her down to stop the noise. But Korra’s ego wouldn’t have it.
“Don’t hold back,” Korra growled and rocked faster as her own peak was rising. “I want them to hear… I want them to know who’s fucking you.”
Flushing with a new shade of red, Asami tensed against her with anxious need.
“Tell them…” Korra growled softly, almost as if it was a pleading request. Her omega arched, digging her nails into the tense muscles of her ass and she came. Throwing her head back with a screaming name on her lips.
“Korra! Oh, fuck, I’m coming!”
She was too, keening to Asami’s cries and shaking with the starburst wave of omega chi, washing over her with blissful relief. She was vaguely aware that she was rutting, turning feral to the smell and taste with the urge to breed her. But it felt so good to let go and get lost in her. Asami was a tower of everything that was perfect. Her sighs, her moans. But most of all, it was her willing submission to her that made her feel so powerful. As if she was the Alpha of all Alphas again.
With a heavy sigh, Korra rolled to the side, panting heavily in a daze. The omega cuddled up on her, resting her head on her shoulder and soothing her arching abs with her hand. Heaven…
“I…” Korra gulped for air and sobbed out a laugh of disbelief. “I can’t believe that… this was possible.”
Asami sighed happily. “Me neither… but I’m glad it happened, aren’t you?”
Korra’s grin plastered the entirety of her face. “Isn’t it obvious? I have Asami Sato in my bed.” Asami giggled sweetly then groaned with effort to drape her naked body on top of hers, dusting kisses over the alpha’s chest with gentle purring. “I do have a few questions…” Asami lifted her head, giving Korra her full attention. “You said that you found me…”
“Well...” Asami replied with a bashful smile. “I was given a very short list of pre-approved candidates, but they were all in Republic City and neighboring kingdoms and none of them seemed to take my interest. My father griped to a council member about my indecision and he recommended you. I believe you are familiar with him… Chancellor Tenzin.”
“Tenzin recommended me?!” Korra was surprised. She hasn’t spoken to him in a long time. He was Katara’s youngest son. He was a hockey fan and attended all the games the Fire Ferrets played in Republic City. He even was trying to get her an internship in the government with him back in the day before she had her accident. Korra made a mental note to thank him later. “But… what made you decide to come here?”
“Ah…” Asami was blushing again. “Well… I interviewed your friends actually. I met Mako and Bolin… they told me about your personality and your political affiliations. But what really caught my attention is… your mother.”
Korra blinked with confusion and Asami explained. “Apparently Tenzin had relayed to your parents that I was looking into your background as a suitor. Your mom scent me pictures of you and a… scent sample. And now… here I am.” She tucked in Korra’s neck and inhaled deeply. “You smell so good to me… I’ve never been so turned on by an alpha’s scent before.”
Pushing her nose into the heiress’s hair, Korra let out a shaky sigh. “You smell really good too.” Obviously, Asami would smell good to any alpha but Korra was amazed at how an omega’s scent drove her crazy. Even more so now that her own scent was wafting from the omega’s sweat soaked skin. “Maybe you should get more of that lotion… for when you want to work. So I won’t bother you too much.”
“I’ll consider it,” she said, drawing back. “I kinda like it, though. But your right… I’m still a little concerned that your family hasn’t left yet…”
“I have a feeling that they are going to stick around until they see a mark on your neck…” Korra mentioned with a rumble, feeling suddenly insecure.
Asami’s pupils expanded with a hitched breath and a shiver. “Yes… but we should wait. I want to wait… until our wedding night. I’m not usually that traditional but I want it to be special.”
“Honestly… I’m not sure what would happen if I did bite you.” Korra voiced her worries. “I might lose my mind and hurt you for not being able to… you know.”
“We can work on that together.” Asami pressed her lips against her mouth with a soft murmur. “You’ve been going feral every time we do it… but you haven’t hurt me so far. Let’s just take this one step at a time, okay?”
“Okay.” Korra gasped, eyes fluttering closed to the brush of Asami’s fingers on her clit. “Fuck… Asami I don’t know if I can go again… I’m so sore.”
“Just relax…” she breathed and dipped her tongue into Korra’s mouth, moaning at the taste. “You’re so beautiful when you come. I can’t get enough of it.” The alpha let out a very un-alpha like whine, making Asami chuckle against her chin. “Just one more, then we’ll sleep it off again. You can come for me one more time can’t you?”
With the way Asami’s fingers were drawing patterns over her, she didn’t doubt it. Every time Asami touched her, she seemed to pull more blazing need from her. Her fire was unquenching, all demanding and so, so good. Korra couldn’t help but arch and moan to her omega’s addictive touch. Every brush of those devilish fingertips left her throbbing with an all consuming ache.
“Mmm…” Asami’s voice rolled over her like silk. “You’re so hard, Korra… I can tell how much you want me.” Korra groaned at the truth in those words. Her heels dug in and she pressed her hips up more with trembling thighs.
“So much...” Korra kept a hand on the back of Asami’s neck, drawing in for a deep kiss while letting go of all her worries. Asami was amazing, so selfless and demanding all in one. Korra knew she was falling for her, even if she’s been fighting those feelings for a while… It was moments like this, where she was vulnerable and open to her that made her identify them. She always thought she would be scared of this, but Asami made it easy to let go of those fears.
“Asami! Oh, spirits…” Korra had to break the kiss and throw her head back to a stretching pressure. Asami’s fingers were inside her, gently thrusting against the swelling front wall.
“Is this okay?” Asami asked hotly against the alpha’s neck. Korra couldn’t answer, the feeling was strange in this setting… but a roaring fire inside her belly was making it feel incredibly hot. Asami was inside her, searching desperately for her release as she was. As she is… “Do you want me to stop?”
Korra shook her head and gasped. “Keep… going.” Asami had given her so much already, Korra wanted to give this part to her too. It was only fair… and it felt amazing to have such a beautiful and powerful woman inside her. Her pleasure started to rise and her thoughts became erratic. She thought about what it would feel like if Asami sucked on her cock while doing this at the same time… on her knees while Korra stood above her.
“Shit…” Korra let out a long groan while coming, laying victim to wave upon wave of crashing desire. Asami moaned with her, whispering praises against her neck like ‘that’s it, honey’ and ‘you’re so beautiful like this’. It was enough to make her come undone all over again. How in the world was it possible to feel so good in her own skin? This omega, no this woman, was her savior from herself.
“Asami…” Korra fought to catch her breath, she couldn’t feel her fingers but her toes were twitching. Asami withdrew and gave her a little space, but still anchored her with a reassuring touch over her arms.
After a moment, Korra sunk deeper into the bed, totally relaxed and spent. “Come here…” Asami beamed with happiness and cuddled back up to her side in her rightful place. She stroked the omega’s back in silence, staring up at the wooden rafters above. This is it , she thought. This… is what I’ve been needing. And… she needs it too.
“So…” Korra spoke in a raspy, distant voice. “When are we getting hitched?”
Asami raised her head up with bright eyes and a wide smile. “You mean it?”
“Yeah…” Korra sighed with a grin. “Fuck…” She laughed and hid her eyes under the palm of her hand. “I can’t believe that I’m going to marry Asami Sato.”
“Oh Korra! Thank you!” Asami sprang up from her place, squealing with excitement. She took Korra’s hands and looked at her with such love and gratitude. “I promise to be the best mate I can be. I’ll get us the best house on the market and learn how to cook and I'll do whatever I can to help you recover. I'll take some time off every month for heat leave and we can-"
Korra laughed and squeezed her fingers. "It all sounds good, Asami. But how about we just start with setting a date first?”
Those green eyes sparkled at her, making her feel like she could take on the world. Asami sighed like a dove and embraced her. "Sounds perfect."