Page 29 of Rooster's Redemption

Once we reach inside, I do a double take. The music is turned off, the T.V. is muted and no Patch Bunnies are to be seen. Poison, Siren, Holly and two of the lower members that stayed behind are waiting for us. Poison looks like she’s going to explode from happiness but stops before she can wake Elsa.

“She’s so precious,” Poison whispers while she steps up to us and runs her hand gently down Elsa’s head.

“Thank you,” I whisper back.

“I’m going to take her upstairs and get her settled down. Are you coming, Alyssa?” Rooster asks. I nod my head and follow him up the stairs. He pulls his keys out of his pocket and hands them to me. I open his door and we enter his room. The last time I was in here Kingston’s men attacked me out in the backyard. Rooster saved me then and brought me up here to his room. It seems like he’s always saving me. It was the first time where I could let my guard down and sleep.

I take my time looking around his room. He has a King size bed in the center of the room with a nightstand on each side with a lantern on each. A big T.V. is mounted to the wall across from the bed and someone brought in a small mattress next to the side of the bed away from the door. Dark curtains cover the window and there are two doors next to the T.V.

I move the blankets back on the little bed and Rooster gently lays Elsa down and covers her with the blanket. He leans over Elsa and kisses her gently on the head. I do the same, watching her sleep for a moment before standing. Rooster opens one door and turns on a light, then dims it down. I peek inside and see it’s an attached bathroom. The other door must lead to his closet.

“What now?” I whisper.

“Now, we talk.” Rooster answers back. He grabs my hand, and the warmth from his palm goes straight to my heart. He leads me out of the bedroom, down the hallway and the stairs.We enter his communications room and Tatt is sitting in his chair, his eyes are searching the monitors in front of him. “Out.”

One word and Tatt stands up without saying a word, leaves the room and shuts the door behind him. No, thank you, no good job, just one word, out.

“What if Elsa wakes up and we’re not in there?” I ask.

“Got that covered.” Rooster holds up a monitor and turns it on. Elsa’s soft snore comes across and I relax. I flop into a chair, exhaustion overtaking my body. Rooster sits in the other chair and pulls mine to his. My legs spread around his big body.

“What’d you want to talk about?” I ask, playing coy. I know what I want to tell him, but my nerves are getting the best of me.

Rooster fidgets with the hem of my work shorts before he places his big hand on my thigh, gently caressing it. His fingers inch further up the apex of my thigh and all rational thoughts leave my brain.

“I have something I want to tell you.” Rooster’s voice turns deep and his dark eyes are boring into mine. “When you first came here, things were so screwed up. Poison found out her father wasn’t who she thought he was, Siren and Stryker just found out they were siblings and Holly was attacked by another club. You kept disappearing and bad shit kept happening. My mind went to a dark place, I’m not proud of when it comes to you. I thought you were causing all of these issues and I was desperate to take you down.

“That was until the night I saw that man threaten you during Stryker and Holly’s party. When he caged you against the garage wall and threatened you, I knew in the bottom of my soul you weren’t the one causing all this trouble. You were scared and alone and I just knew you wouldn’t do that to Poison. So, I started digging.” Rooster hangs his head in shame.

I pick up his head and make him look me in the eyes. “Rooster, I’m not mad. Believe me, my own actions made mequestion myself. All those times I’d disappear on everyone, I was searching for Elsa. I’d get so close, only to have her ripped away from me. I didn’t know it was Kingston who had her until the night in the bar when his men killed Khandi.” There’s a memory nagging in the back of my mind about her and I can’t quite place it.

“You’re not pissed I went snooping?” Rooster asks.

I shake my head. “Not even a little bit. Secretly I was wishing you’d discover what was going on and find a way to help without me saying anything and putting Elsa’s life in more danger.”

Rooster pulls me onto his lap and I straddle his waist. His lips land on mine and I moan when he slips his tongue inside my mouth. His hardness pushes against my core and my body comes alive at how he makes me feel. When we break the kiss, I rest my forehead on Rooster’s breathing hard. “Thank you for saving us, Rooster.”

“Lucas.”

“What?”

“When I’m about to rock your world, I want you to call me by my God-given name. The name my mama, God rest her soul, blessed me with, Lucas.”

“Thank you, Lucas.”

Rooster’s lips land on mine again and our teeth scrap together. We’re messy, we’re real, we’re us. He lifts my shirt over my head and tosses it behind him. He lavashes each breast with his tongue until I’m a whimpering mess. So much for talking. Rooster lifts me up and sets me on my feet. He pops the button of my shorts, sliding them down my legs. He kisses his way back up one leg until he’s at the apex of my thighs. His hot breath fanned across the spot where I need him the most. His tongue glides between my legs and I see stars.

“God, Lucas.” I moan, gripping his hair tight.

“That’s right, Spitfire, let it go.” Rooster groans against my heated core and I come undone.

He brings my body alive with every touch, and every look and I love him for it. Once I come back down, Lucas moves his way up my body. I unbutton and unzip his jeans and they fall down to his knees. He squeezes the hardness that protrudes through his boxer briefs and I lick my lips. Lucas drops his boxers, lifts me and settles my butt on his desk. His big body spreads my legs wide, opening myself to him.

He enters me slowly at first, while he kisses me and I groan. Lucas picks up the pace, slamming into me and I climb higher and higher. The words I want to tell him are on the tip of my tongue and I can’t hold them back any longer as he brings us over the edge. Together we fall into bliss.

“I love you, Lucas.” I close my eyes as the words leave my lips in a whisper and he stills inside of me.

I peek an eye open, nervous of his reaction and Lucas is grinning from ear to ear. “I love you, too, Alyssa.”

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