It’s now when I see the worn-out patches on his cut. They’re faded, obviously have been through hell, or this guy doesn’t take care of shit.
“I want your club to become allies with mine,” he speaks oh so seriously.
I glance down at the blade on my throat, “This isn’t how you speak with people you want to have your back. Or are you trying to scare me into being your ally . . . I don’t even know your name.”
“Spark, you see, I’m the Prez of the Dragons Fire MC, Boss. I can be your worst nightmare, or your best friend. The choice is up to you.”
“We’re already starting off on the wrong foot, Sparky.” I grumble, calling him by the wrong name on purpose.
He cackles, “I’ve missed feisty women like you.” Spark presses the blade further against my neck, causing it to burn. “I get the feeling you don’t want to be an ally.”
“No, not really. You’re only pissing me off.” Even with a knife to my throat I’m not going to act like a coward. I wasn’t raised to fold into whatever my enemy wanted. I was taught to hold my ground and fight for it, to the death if necessary.
“Would you change your mind if I told you what I know?” He cranes his neck to the side, staring into my eyes. This fucker is twisted, and it’s a damn fact.
“No.”
He snickers, tears the knife away from my throat and wraps his hand around my neck. Tightening his grip, he brings his face close to mine, sticks his tongue out and drags it against my cheek. “I plan on doing so much to you, but I can’t wait to see your eyes when I do it.” With one hand on my neck, he uses his other to try and yank down my jeans. I kick at him with all my might. No. I’m not going to let this fucking happen.
I manage to get a kick at his face, and he lets go of me for a second. Enough to give me a five second head start, so I get up on my feet and run away, but it doesn’t last. Something hard slams against the back of my head and I fly forward.
Thankfully, I put my arm in front of my forehead, so I somewhat catch myself. My feet are being dragged and I try to move my legs, but my body doesn’t move. Dizziness swarms my vision before the pain comes cruising in.
A heavy pressure comes up over my back as the sound of denim ripping can be heard. At the same time fear washes over me. Fear because I know what’s coming, and no matter how hard I try to fight this, I can’t move. I don’t know what he hit me with, but the impact has made me so weak and disoriented besides all the pain.
In one movement he’s slid himself inside me. It’s hard and fast just as I thought it would be, he only cares about his power complex, about overpowering a strong woman, about taking something from me.
I close my eyes and try to ignore what he’s doing to my body, but the way he digs his nails into my side makes it impossible. Spark brings his lips to my ear as he rams his cock inside me, “He came here to try and take her from you, and I know it. If you don’t pledge your allegiance to me right now, I’m going to take your daughter and I’m going to wait until she turns eighteen. Then I’ll make her my personal breeder. Her sole purpose will be giving me children, taking my cock whenever I want to give it to her. That is, unless you vow, you’re an ally.”
I don’t say a word. Not a damn thing, but Spark grabs my neck and flips me over so I’m on my back. He pounds his cock into me harder, smirking as he watches my face. “Did Stoney fuck you like this too?” He asks with a laugh, “I guess it doesn’t matter. You’re damaged goods after all. The point is, you pledge allegiance to me or I’ll make your life a living hell. I’ll do what Stoney failed to, and I’ll take your precious daughter. Mark my words, Boss. I’ll take her, and I’ll enjoy it. I’ll do what your father did to Kathryn but I’ll ensure she’ll never get out.”
I don’t respond, refusing to give this man what he wants.
He picks up something from the floor beside me and slams it against my head. He does it over and over again, then slams it down on my shoulders, my knees, my neck. He hits me everywhere you can possibly think of hitting someone.
“Tell me you’re going to be my ally!” He roars, still pumping his cock inside me.
I won’t give him this satisfaction.
I refuse to give him the satisfaction.
I’ll die before I give any man like this what he wants, and if I get out of this, I’m going to make sure he dies in the most gruesome of ways.
Chapter Fifteen
I’m going to love you in your weakest moments and your strongest ones
~ Unknown
Cowboy
“She’s been gone for an hour . . . is that normal?” I question Ricochet. Tala is usually back by now, but for all I know she could’ve gotten caught up in a conversation.
He shrugs his shoulders, scrolling through his phone. “She’s probably fine, brother. I bet Luis and Mateo are telling her how their mother is doing. She went back to Cuba to see their sister’s babies. Apparently, the chick just had her sixth kid. Can you believe that?”
“Damn, that’s intense.” I mutter, still not feelin’ good. An eerie feeling has been slowly eating at me for the last few minutes. So, I
