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She crosses her arms and takes another step back, bumping into Jordan. “You’ll not humiliate me like this.”
Jordan kicks the back of her knee, forcing her legs out from under her. I want to give the man a fist bump for his actions. That was brave of him, considering he’s a beta. “He said bow.”
Tamsin shakes with her anger, her bitter scent wafting through the air. “I would rather die than apologize.”
“Tamsin, just apologize. You’ve already caused enough problems for the Gutter District. As your authoritative pack, do as I say, or I’ll rip you from the power of the Vixen Lounge.” Donahue steps on her hand, crushing her fingers under his weight.
She hollers, her voice deepening, “Fucking fine! Sorry.”
A part of me wants to knock her off her feet and demand she tries again, but I don’t want to put Kinsey through this a moment longer. She shouldn’t have had to face this woman ever again. I know she would prefer if Tamsin was just gone.
I stroll closer and tighten my grip on Kinsey while I reach down and grasp Tamsin by her chin, rubbing my fingers over her cheek so she remembers. “Never come back to this territory. I will kill you if you do. Things are changing, so you better fucking learn to adapt, or you will get your wish.”
I jerk her by the neck, sending her sprawling across the ground. I don’t wait for her to get up and leave and instead motion to Beckett to bring Holly. Donahue follows silently. His obedience proves his intelligence. He’s a smart man. He’s not going to challenge a more powerful alpha, especially outside of his territory. That’s probably what makes his business so successful. He knows how to strategize and negotiate power compared to just taking it by force.
“Once again, I apologize for the behavior of Tamsin. She’s learning her new position and paying off her debt to me.” Donahue keeps behind me, letting me lead the way.
“As long as we have an agreement that she will never step foot in my territory, we will be fine.” I wave to the booth where we were sitting. “Have a drink and relax for a moment. I need to care for my omega and make sure she’s okay.”
I don’t wait for a response and carry Kinsey to the bathrooms. I block the door by pushing the lounge chair in front of it. At least this is one of the nicer bathrooms because of the exclusivity of the club. It is set up with a sitting area and sink separate from the toilets.
I gently sit Kinsey down and touch her chin, getting her to look at me. “I need you to say something, sugar. Where do you hurt?”
Kinsey stretches her arms for me to step between her legs. I hug her close and kiss her neck, snuggling against her. She shakes but doesn’t cry. It’s more of the adrenaline wearing off her.
“What hurts?” I ask again, wishing I could just inspect every inch of her.
She clears her throat. “My ribs are sore, but I’m going to be okay. It’s more...fuck. I never thought I would see her again. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to attack like that. I don’t know what came over me.”
“Don’t you dare apologize. This is not your fault. You have done nothing wrong. It was my mistake. I should’ve denied Enzo and just went with you. I had no idea Donahue was going to be here as well. I was just expecting some lowlife or something.” I hug her again, just wanting to breathe in her scent.
“Mr. Donahue doesn’t trust his inventory with the weak.” Kinsey tilts her head, silently begging me for a kiss.
“Oh, but he does. I bet he’ll rethink his trust in Tamsin. I’d say that you proved she was weak, but you’re my badass. She never stood a chance against you.” I mold my lips to hers, kissing her cautiously, a part of me afraid of hurting her since I can’t believe that she’s a hundred percent unharmed until I see her naked body for myself.
“I tried my best. You should’ve seen her face.” Kinsey eases only a millimeter from my mouth. “I just wish I had more skills. You need to teach me how to properly defend myself.”
It goes against my instincts to agree with her, despite knowing she’s right. It was different with Holly. She’s my little sister, and I always knew she’d leave the pack one day. With Kinsey, she shouldn’t need to know how to defend herself. Except it’s wrong of me to have that much self-assurance. The best way for me to protect her is to teach her how to take care of herself.
“Or at least the proper places to stab. Maybe how to hit without feeling like I might’ve sprained a finger. Definitely how to block myself from being kicked senseless.” Her voice softens, cracking with what surely is the memory of her encounter with Tamsin.
I encase my hand around hers, pulling her fingers to my mouth, kissing them tenderly. “We’ll use my brothers to practice. Remind them who’s truly in charge.”
She giggles. “Is that so?”
“Mmmhmm.” Sliding my free hand over her collarbone, I ease the fabric of her dress away, exposing her cleavage. I kiss the flush crossing her chest, my desire consuming me. I force myself to straighten my back. “Let’s handle this bullshit and head home, okay? I want nothing more than to take care of you any way you might need.”
Kinsey stops me from standing, grabbing the front of my shirt to pull me closer. “You can do that here...I mean, make me feel better. Make me forget.”
Her hand glides down my stomach and to my pants, rubbing over the hard length of my cock, pressing against the fabric. I moan at the sensation, my breathing quickening as she slides the zipper down.
“I can’t ever deny you.” I crash my mouth to hers, sliding my tongue between her lips, tasting the sweetness of her affection.
“But you’re going to have to. Just for a bit.” Kinsey strokes me for a moment longer, getting me riled up.
“We’ll see about that, tease.” I slide my hands along the hem of her dress and to her thigh, wishing I could smell her desire in the way I prefer.
Gasping, Kinsey clings onto me as I slip my finger between her legs, her slick hot and wet, begging for my knot. She spreads her legs wider, rocking her hips, riding my hand in a way that drives me wild. Kinsey blindly grabs at me, unzipping my pants and pulling my cock free. Her fingers join mine inside her until she glides her palm over my hard-on, stroking up and down.
