Supergirl (preview)

The fortress hummed like a living glacier—quiet, blue-lit, endless. Crystalline ribs arched above them, breathing faint echoes into the frozen air.

Kara floated a few inches above the bed, her short blond hair falling in loose, disheveled strands around her flushed cheeks. She looked almost weightless, as if pleasure itself had stolen her balance.

And Terrific—brilliant, composed, impossibly focused Terrific—looked down at her as though she were the only equation he’d never learned to solve.

“Harder—” she breathed, pushing her hips up to meet his thrusts.

“Kara,” he warned, voice low, “your strength...”

She smirked through the gasp that followed. “Don't worry. I’m holding back. Mostly.”

He laughed softly, sliding his hands down to her ankles. Her shirt pulled up, hiding her family crest, a crest forgotten the instant she’d kissed him the moment Superman left with her troublesome dog.

“Kal will be gone for at least an hour,” she whispered, hooking her legs around him. “Krypto hates behaving for anyone. Even him.”

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