I didn’t think. I just reacted.
Lunging for her, I swept her into my arms, hugging her tightly to me as I lifted her off the ground and slammed my mouth over hers. Turning, I set her on the desktop, kissing her until I had to pull away to take a full breath, then lifted her arm to inspect it for any damages.
Her skin was dark pink, slightly swollen, and would absolutely be bruised within a few hours.
A fresh wave of rage lit my blood on fire.
When I turned to rush back into the club, Issa wrapped her legsaround my waist and locked her feet, keeping me pressed against her body.
“Stay with me,” she said so softly, her voice forcing my alpha to obey, the force of those words stronger than Enzo’s bark.
Turning in her hold, I cupped her face in my hands and stared down into her face. “Did he hurt you?”
“I’m okay,” she breathed out, her arms snaking around my neck and pulling me down so she could press her lips to mine. “I’m okay.”
She wasn’t okay. Someone had touched her. Hurt her. Her wrist would bruise from that cocksucker. And I’d been stopped from doling out the punishment he fucking deserved.
The growl still rumbled from my chest, increasing in volume as her soft, warm tongue teased the seam of my lips then danced with mine when I opened for her.
Then I lost control in a completely different way.
My hands shook as I yanked her shirt up, only separating from her lips long enough to pull it over her head before reclaiming her lips. Her fingers struggled with my button and zipper of my slacks as I tugged her pants over her hips.
The moment my cock was free, I pushed her back onto the desk, lifted her knees over my elbows, and slammed into her. Her cry lifted on the air, but I swallowed it, keeping it all to myself.
Music and sound grew louder, then was cut off again as the office door was opened and closed. A possessive growl lifted louder at the thought someone had dared to enter the office while my beta was so vulnerable, but Issa’s hands smoothed down my face, over the back of my neck, down my shoulders until all I knew was her, my beautiful girl, her touch and the way her cunt strangled my cock.
“He hurt you,” I growled against her lips. “I’m supposed to protect you.”
My chest ached, the pain riding shotgun beside the burning anger deep in my heart.
Her hands cupped my face and forced me to look into her eyes as I continued to pump inside of her at a bruising, toe curling pace.
“You did protect me, alpha. I’m okay.”
Fuck. I wanted to knot my beta so badly. I wanted to lock us together, to paint her inner walls with my cum, to fill her belly with my pups.
All things that couldn’t happen.
Notall. I could still fill her with my release, leave my scent all over her body, claim her in every way possible.
She carried my mark. And she would carry my scent and seed for the rest of the night. I wanted it spilling from her, spilling down her thighs the moment she stood up. I wanted any piece of shit alpha who dared to even contemplate touching my girl to know death would follow the moment they so much as laid a finger on her.
CHAPTER 26
Enzo
This was a fucking mess. While fights had happened since we’d opened the club, they were rare.
And not once had any of us actually been the cause of any of those fights.
I couldn’t fully blame Ax for the current situation or the fact that not only the police, but an ambulance had been called. The asshole alpha had had no right to lay his hands on one of our employees.
And not just any employee – our fucking beta.
I’d seen her wrist when Ax had inspected it, had seen how hard he’d gripped her. She would have yet another bruise by yet another cock sucking mother fucker who thought he was top dog, who thought his designation gave him the right to play by his own rules.
Not fully blaming Ax for beating the piss out of him, but this wasn’t a good look for him or us. He’d beat the dude unconscious and continued to pummel him, even with the guy’s buddies doing everything in their power to pull Ax away.