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Chapter Thirty-seven: Home
Adam's P.O.V.
I hear glass smashing and something remotely similar to bodies banging against walls. At first I think I'm dreaming the fighting sounds until they get so loud I jerk completely awake. Disoriented and exhausted I reluctantly get up from the too comfy bed.
I walk out the room after barely getting two hours of sleep. I run into Mr. Davenport and it takes all my will not to snap at him. He looks at me rather relieved but I can see the worry lines on his face. My gut churns and it says that something's wrong really wrong. I make to say something but no sound comes out as he hushes me.
"If you really love Chase you will do as I say and never look back," he says.
"What's going on?" I whisper confused.
"They're back," he answers.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew who he meant. Evil uncle dad and Krane.
"What's happening?"
"Get Chase and leave. Now." He says sternly.
"Mr. Dav-"
"The hooded guy is fighting them off with Bree but you have to leave now, understood?"
I nod and run back to my room. I shake Chase gently trying to wake him up. He groans but doesn't budge.
"Baby wake up we got to go," I whisper.
"'m tired," he moans.
"I know baby," I reply knowingly.
He buries his head deeper into the pillows. I sigh but begin packing our backpacks with some clothes instead of books. I turn back around to see Chase still sleeping soundly. Fuck, I curse in my head. I place both our backpacks over my shoulder and pick up Chase gently while wrapping him in a blanket.
I go out through the back door and run out not sure where I'm going just that we have to get out. In the end I settle for a crappy apartment and pay up front. I place Chase on the old mattress, not even a decent bed. I put our bags on the wobbly table in the so called kitchen.
"Adam!" I hear my name being yelled in a panic.
I run to the room and see Chase looking around lost like a little kid. Adorable.
"Hey baby calm down okay," I soothe.
"Wh-where are we?" He asks confused.
I smile apologetically and shrug, "our new home."
He looks around again more focused. When he looks at me it's more perplexed and scared.
"They came back...we only had enough time to escape," I explain.
Chase's P.O.V.
I spent my strict bed rest on that crappy mattress and so much more throughout the month. Today is my first day of being five months pregnant and I feel terrible. Why do people want to have babies willingly? I don't know but I sure as hell don't regret having mine.
"Morning," Adam grumbles.
"Morning," I smile as I enter the kitchen.
"Are you going to work?" He asks displeased.
"Why do you hate that I'm working at Tech Town?" I retort.
"Maybe because you're pregnant?"
I shake my head annoyed. Every morning for the past week he's been acting like this. Ever since I got a job in Tech Town last Saturday. And it always ends up being the same. Both angry until Adam comes home from his second job. On the bright side the apartment looks less shitty and more...normal.
"Do you need anything today?" He questions.
"Yeah..." I answer but don't elaborate.
"What?"
"You," I reply as I hug him from behind, my swollen belly pressed against his back.
"Chase," he turns around glaring.
"You've taken away my sex after I've reassured you that you won't hurt us! I want my boyfriend back! I want my old home" I yell frustrated and a bit hormonal.
His hard gaze softens and I don't know when tears started rolling down my cheeks. He hugs me tight probably from guilt.
"I want to go home," I whisper miserably.
"We can't...if we go back they'll return...I can't let them hurt you," he sighs.
"Please don't go," I whine.
"Chase-"
"Please," I beg.
"I can't sorry."
I nod and let go.
"Chasey," he starts.
"Leave," I growl.
"Don't be like this," he groans.
"I'll just find someone else to fuck me," I threaten.
I can hear Adam rustling around and when he hugs me again, my back to his front, I notice he's naked.
"Don't joke like that," he hisses in my ear.
"Or what?" I dare.
He bends me over the table and pulls down my sweats and boxers until they pool around my ankles. He encircles a lube covered finger around my entrance before pushing it in. Before I realize it he's fucking me and stretching me with three long fingers. He hits a spot deep that makes my vision go white and my legs turn to just jelly. It rips a pleasured scream from my throat and my eyes close shut.
"This is what you want? Want me to fuck you?" He asks and I can practically hear him smirk.
"Y-yesss!" I choke out.
He withdraws his fingers and I whimper at the loss. Then I feel Adam's hard rock cock slide in, inch after inch. Once he's buried deep he waits until I'm adjusted.
"So tight," he moans.
"A-Adam," I call hoarse.
He gets the memo and starts moving setting a slow steady rhythm that we both know won't last long.
"So beautiful," he slams in.
"S-shut u-up," I groan.
"Love you like this. So open and willingly taking my cock," he continues.
My breath hitches at the switch of his angle.
"Right there!" I pant.
I don't have to tell him twice as he slams in repeatedly hitting my prostate every other time. He nuzzles the back of my neck before biting and leaving a mark. His mark. I feel my legs are about to buckle if it wasn't for Adam's strong hold on my hips. Strong enough to leave bruises but I don't care. He thrusts as deep as he can go and my head falls forward sweat beading on my forehead. My hold on the side of the table tightens as my knuckles turn white.
"Close...so close," I moan.
"Come for me Chase-y," he teases.
And I do. I couldn't back as hot spurts land on the table. Moments later I hear Adam grunt and then feel him come inside me. I feel full, complete. Adam slides out with a 'pop' and makes to carry me to our room.
"S'great," I slur.
He smiles lovingly, "I'll call in sick."
"'kay," I smile pleased and content.
"Love you babe," he lies me down the bed. Thank god new.
"Love you too," I reply.
He spoons me from behind after covering us with a blanket.
"Soon we'll be home," he assures.
I nod lazily barely awake.
Krane's P.O.V.
"Have you been following me?" He asks.
"You're the closest link to the Davenports that happened to disappear for a month," I shrug.
"I won't lead you to them," he replies firmly.
"Why are you helping them?"
"You know Chase asked the same thing," he stalls.
I narrow my eyes and glare at him.
"I already answered that more than I had to...now if you could just leave me alone-"
"I will find them," I threaten.
"No, you won't," he smirks.
"You can't defeat me," I brag.
"No but Chase can and you're afraid of that aren't you? Scared that he will, so when you found out he was pregnant you took it upon yourself to destroy him not caring for the innocent life he carries. The only reason why you'll consider to destroy Adam and Bree as well is because their in your way, right? Victor Krane, I have you all figured out," he laughs.
"He's no match for me," I scoff.
"Of course not," he smiles, "he's pregnant and thus his bionics serve to protect him and the baby."
I glare at the annoying figure again.
"You'll be the first to go," I growl furiously.