Page 84 of In Too Deep
Closing the distance between us, I scrutinize her as my hands twitch at my sides. She’s pale, her mismatched eyes wide and unfocused. I glance around before I act, satisfied that nobody will notice as I bring my hand up to cup Tori’s cheek.
“What’s wrong, baby girl?” I mutter, stepping a little closer as my eyes scan her face.
She swallows and seems to realize where she is again, her gaze focusing as she looks up at me. Her mouth is pressed into a thin line even as she straightens and takes a step back. Disappointment momentarily fills my gut, but then she grabs my hand and pulls me toward a side exit to the room. The hallway on the other side of the door is dark, with a few emergency lights giving me enough to see Tori’s face as she turns back to me.
“Are you okay?” I ask, adjusting my grip on her hand to thread our fingers together.
Tori starts to nod, but then stops herself and lets out a long sigh. I don’t press for details, though I don’t need any more reasons to justify beating the shit out of those fuckers I saw with her, especially that last one. Seeing Tori so shaken is enough.
“I think… I think I might have just fucked up,” she whispers, so low that I can barely hear her over the crowd and the emcee.
My brow lowers as I listen to her recall what just happened, how the owner of the team just tried to intimidate and frankly blackmail Tori into incriminating herself and all of us by extension. The only thing that stops me from storming back into the ballroom and hunting the bastard down is the fact that Tori looks ready to break at any moment.
“And, yeah. I’m sorry,” Tori finishes, the hand I’m not holding coming up to wrap around her stomach as her shoulders slump.
My heart breaks to watch such an extraordinary woman try to make herself smaller, and I abandon caution entirely. Using our connected hands, I pull her into my chest, snuggling her as close as I can, a low purr in my chest. I can’t help but smile as she melts into me without hesitation, her hands seizing the lapels of my suit jacket.
“I’m sorry I didn’t go to you sooner, precious. If I had known what was really happening…”
I trail off as I swallow a growl. Yeah, if I had been close enough to see another alpha putting hands on my girl, nothing would have been able to stop me from breaking his hands. Fuck my job, and my reputation. None of those things matter if Tori isn’t safe.
“I’m glad you didn’t. I already fucked up bad enough. Making a scene on top of it would have only made things worse,” Tori mutters into my chest.
I pull back abruptly, taking Tori’s face in my hands and forcing her to look at me.
“You did the best you could, baby girl. I’m incredibly proud of you for standing your ground and not letting them get underyour skin. Whatever happens next, we can handle it. You, and me, and those chuckleheads out there who are probably looking for you right now. We’ve got you, Tori.”
Tori’s eyes swim with tears, and I can’t stop myself from leaning in and claiming her lips with mine. I’d intended to keep the kiss short and sweet, but then Tori throws her arms around my neck, and holds on for dear life. I groan as her tongue brushes my bottom lip, and I let her have control for a moment, even as she walks us backward into the wall. My hands find her cinched-in waist, pulling her close until our bodies are flush.
“Daddy, I need you,” she whimpers, fingers gliding into my hair and gripping it for dear life.
Groaning, my cock leaps to full attention at the sound of the honorific. I didn’t know it was possible for one person, one omega, to have this much control over my body and its reactions without ever having to lay a finger on me. But Tori has me on strings, even if she doesn’t know it yet. The things I would do for her without a moment’s hesitation would land me on a government watch list if I ever said them out loud.
So I’ll just have to show Tori with my body how much I worship her.
I push off the wall and spin us around, blocking her from view with my bulky frame. One of my hands slips down to find the high slit of her gown, gathering up some of the material around her waist while leaving enough to block any passersby from seeing my omega’s pussy. That belongs to me, and the other alphas she’s chosen for her pack, and I would rip out the eyes of anyone who dared to look at what’s mine.
Tori’s hands slide down my chest to work on my belt and pants as my fingers dive into the apex of her things, groaning in the back of my throat as I find her practically dripping already. I move her hands away from my buckle, not wanting to get caught with my pants down in the literal sense, but it’s morethan caution stopping me. I’ll make sure she gets her pleasure now, and then I can fuck her properly later, where no one else can hear her scream my name. Thankfully, she doesn’t fight me, too distracted as my other hand runs up the inside of her thigh until I reach the apex. The flimsy excuse for underwear poses no threat as I use my pointer and ring finger to spread her outer lips enough so my middle finger can access her juicy opening.
“You’re so fucking wet, baby girl. Is this all for Daddy?” I coo, pressing my forehead to Tori’s.
She nods, chewing on her bottom lip to contain her moans and whimpers. I place her hands on my chest, and she doesn’t try to disobey me. I don’t know if I could stop myself from punishing her right now, and I don’t want to send the wrong message. This is a reward for her standing up to those sons of bitches who tried to break her. No one gets to treat my precious baby girl like that—not the casino boys, not even me if she doesn’t consent to it first.
Her channel squeezes my finger as I work deeper inside, then curl the digit to stroke the spongy sweet spot on her upper wall.
“Oh, fuck. Shit, yes, right there.” Tori gasps as her eyes roll to the back of her head.
I smirk, her little noises stroking my ego almost too well. I’m half-tempted to make her come on my hand and then put her on her knees to suck me off, but I refuse to let anyone see her when she’s vulnerable.
So, instead, I decide to get down on mine.
Pulling my hand away forces the cutest omega whine from Tori’s pouting mouth, parted just enough for me to shove my finger between her lips, forcing her to taste how sweet she is. She swirls her tongue along the length of my finger like she would with my cock, looking me dead in eye, making me purr. She’s feeling feisty tonight, then.
God, the things I would give up to teleport us back to her nest so I can properly tame my bratty baby girl…
I pull my hand from Tori’s mouth and grab her left leg, hitching it up high enough to force her onto her tiptoes as I fall to my knees before draping the limb over my shoulder. Her whole body trembles as I run my nose up the sticky inside of her thigh, breathing her warm scent deep into my lungs. With her hands in my hair again, I run my tongue up the lace just barely covering her cunt, the material soaked through with her cream.
“So fucking sweet for Daddy,” I purr, my fingers going back to her entrance and moving the string aside to give me better access.