Peeking out from behind him, I see that there are a few players missing. No one enjoys being reamed by their coach, but I’m surprised they’re disrespecting him so much by having left.
I’m still trying to process what’s happening right now so I push the thought away.
“I’ll wait for you in your office,” I say quietly. “I didn’t realize I’d be a distraction and that is the last thing I want.”
“Straight to my office, please,” Dad murmurs, pressing the key into my hand. “No stops.”
“Yes, sir,” I say, leaving quickly.
Heat burns behind my eyes, because I’m the reason they lost. The shame weighs on me as I walk past the supporting staff of this team. They gaze at me with mixed feelings of pity, sympathy,and anger. It’ll be hard moving forward to hang around the rink when people inherently believe I’m in the way.
It doesn’t matter how hard I attempt to fade into the background, I can’t. Now, with my scent souring due to my mood, it’ll be even harder to come back to practice tomorrow. Dad won’t allow me to not come, but I may be allowed to hide in his office.
“Give yourself a break,” I whisper, struggling to take a deep breath. I know this is what Addie would tell me whenever I make a mistake or my anxiety lies to me. “You didn’t know.”
I know how biology works, scents, and how important it is for omegas to keep themselves safe. I simply didn’t think it would be an issue at a hockey rink that I pretty much live at. I travel with them when the team plays away games, but that may need to stop. My mind is spinning with indecision and confusion, so I’m not paying attention to my surroundings as I avoid people on my way to Dad’s office. It’s quiet there, and I’ll be able to sink into my pity party away from prying eyes.
Fingers sink into the hair trapped in my braid at the top of my head, using it to propel me into a closet. Twisting and kicking, I whimper in pain as the hand holding me turns into a fist.
“Let me go!” I scream, regretting that I took a path that yielded empty hallways.
“Why?” McCreuger hisses beside my cheek as he presses my face into the wall. “You’re a little whore, perfuming for the team as we played. All I can smell is your sweet, cherry scent and I want to be knot fucking deep inside your cunt.”
It feels as if I’ve just been doused with ice cold water and I can’t stop shivering. The door to the closet opens, but the light from the hallway disappears again as it’s closed quickly.
“Fuck,” the player groans. “She smells so fucking good. I never thought she’d be such a sweet little omega.”
“I’m not sweet,” I yell, gasping as McCreuger’s hand releases my hair to wrap around my throat and squeeze.
“I bet you like it rough, huh?” he growls, unbuttoning my pants and yanking them despite how much I claw at his hand. “Grab her hands.”
I can’t see the player that grabs my wrists and pins them behind my back, ensuring that my back is bent forward as he does so. My mobility is constricted no matter how much I attempt to buck and pull away because there’s nowhere to go. The player holding my wrists yanks down my bra as he snakes his hand under my jersey. He’s behind me, using my position to hide his identity.
I want to tell them that my father will kill them, that their careers are over, but McCreuger’s hand around my throat is causing black spots to appear around my vision. I feel sick as he rips my panties away and then there’s something hard pushing at my skin.
Hot, enraged tears slide down my cheeks as he bends his knees to find my entrance.
“Fuck, you’re bone dry,” he mutters, thrusting forward anyway. “I wonder if I can bark you into getting wet for me.”
It hurts, God he’s tearing me up, and I sob without sound as he takes my innocence. I’ve never dated, had a first kiss, and now my virginity is being torn from me by an alpha who believes my scent is my consent. I’ve never even thought about the possibility of an alpha taking everything away from me.
My father has always been a safe place for me, and it’s skewed my view of the world.
“Fuck, that’s good though,” he groans. “You’ll either slick for me, or your blood will do the job for me. Daddy’s precious princess is a virgin, Luis.”
“Damn, I didn’t want her to know who I was,” the player complains, twisting and pulling cruelly at my nipples.
It hurts. My face is numb from the cold wall, while the rest of my body burns with pain and betrayal. The team was always a safe space for me. McCreuger has known me since I was ten years old. And yet, it doesn’t save me as I hear his breaths come faster. He sounds like he’s losing control.
Is this my fault? Does my designation make alphas insane?
On and on he thrusts into me, and it feels like he fucks me forever before he shudders. There’s wetness that’s being pumped into me. He didn’t use protection. He thinks he’s invincible, so why would he bother hiding the evidence of his release?
McCreuger pulls out while Luis chuckles and moves to take his place.
“We may as well pop all of your cherries tonight, Cherry,” he says.
McCreuger allows me a small breath, but only so he can shove his dick into my mouth. He smells like decaying flowers, and it’s all I can smell as he uses his other hand to force my jaw open further. Luis continues to hold my wrists in place behind me as he forces his dick into my asshole, and my scream is loud before McCreuger muffles it with his cock.
