Dark Lover ♡-- Bradley Bradshaw 'Rooster' x Dark Romance

Terrified

--- Chase's Point of View ---

I closed my eyes letting Rooster take the lead – but something was off, it wasn't something that I really could put my finger on – it felt like it was a moving target, and I couldn't quite hit it.

His body shifted, and pulling back he flipped me over my on my stomach, I didn't fight him on it, I simply let him control where I was going.

I felt his lips bit and kiss the back of my neck, sending a chill down my whole body, tuning me on and warming me up.

I didn't want to think about it, but my mind went there, it was as if I couldn't help it, it was where I was mentally at, as he threatened his fingers in my and raised my hand up, mostly pinning me where I was.

'He's acting like Hangman.' My brain added, and after a moment I let myself really focus, he was being rough with me... the moment he raised my hip and entered me I could feel how hard he was, and he set an unforgiving pace.

Don't get me wrong, I fucking loved him like this, wild and untamed, he let out a very deep moan and that drew a moan out of my mouth.

Something was wrong, I could feel it in how rough he was being with me, how unforgiving his movements were.

"Miles..."

"Unless you use the safe color, quite." He growled, I whimpered in pleasure – I would ask him later, whatever was going on, I simply wanted to let him have his way, and I would just go along for the ride.

"You are such a good girl...take it baby, you can take it." He muttered, fuck could he be any more hot in this moment. How on earth did I get so lucky?

--- Hangman's Point of View ---

I leaned my back against the front seat of my car, my back was mostly healed but it was still very tender, but I was too exhausted to really care that much about the pain.

Cursing once again that I wasn't killed, I should have been killed, I really shouldn't be alive, I don't even remember the crash – I remember just the few moments before it, I remember waking up in a hospital in Utah, burned and injured, in an immense amount of pain.

They had to make it seemed like I died – the US military had to take advantage of the situation to let me get a fresh start, I had done so many undercover operations and my real identity had been leaked.

I wasn't Jake anymore; they had given me a new name and identity.

They told me that I should let her and Rooster go, that it would be safer for all of us, but how could they expect me to give either of them up, to walk away from two people that I love more than anything.

I was terrified, don't get me wrong, I as happy that Rooster didn't looked at me with fear and revulsion, but would Chase look at me the same? I started the car; I had rented a small survival cabin a few miles away where I was staying.