WARNING

This chapter contains consensual nonconsent and rough sex. This is not rape and depicts brief flashes of a conversation they had before their scene.

If you are uncomfortable, please skip this chapter because it is unimportant to the plot.

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Adrenaline coursed through her body. Her heart beat out of her chest as she ran through the dark, dim streets. She was almost home. She could see her front door a few houses down. She just needed to make it a little further, and then she would know what to do.

Nothing had gone as planned. She was going to walk away and move on with her business, minus the sexy motorcycle club that made her blood boil, but something about them drew her in…

When Happy had ambushed her lips, it was like he had sparked something inside her. Woke something needy for him, and when he asked her to spend the day with him, she agreed.

He told her about Charming's best spots for food, coffee, and weed. Two out of three were definitely needed, but she let him talk because his deep, gravelly voice was so soothing. They walked through the streets, talking about everything, and she found herself relaxing.

That was when it went wrong.

He stood close to her, his hand creeping up her back. At first, she thought he was making a move, and her insides flipped, but then he gripped the back of her neck.

Right then, she realized she let him lead her into a dark and quiet part of town. Somewhere she hadn't been before. Her eyes flickered around, taking everything in. The houses were in rough shape, a few of them boarded up with overgrown lawns. The street lights flickered, some of them not even working at all.

His lips trailed down her neck as he pushed his body into hers, and that's when she ran. Sprinting down the sidewalk, the houses on either side blurring as her lungs began to burn. She could hear him behind her and could almost feel him against her back.

Her house was the only safe place she could think of, so she pushed her body past its limit. She cut across lawns and darted between trees as her entire body shook. It was like she was shutting down, and she was so so close. Her house was in sight. She could almost taste her freedom on the tip of her tongue.

Pushing a bit harder, she tried to cut across her neighbor's lawn to reach her backdoor when Happy's strong hand gripped her around her upper arm and yanked her back into his chest. He pulled her up into his arms and covered her mouth with his free hand as she started to struggle.

Her eyes blurred as her legs gave out, and he dragged her into a dark corner on the side of her house.

"Did you really think you could run?"

Her mouth was dry. The words she wanted to scream wouldn't come out. She couldn't make a sound. Not even when his hand crept under her shirt and roughly grabbed her breast.

Happy moaned against her neck, "I knew you'd be soft and perfect," When he shoved her shirt up, exposing her, he took her nipple in his mouth and sucked before letting his hand slip from over her mouth.

With her mind fogged with forced pleasure, she melted. She was losing control of every part of her body. She was so tired all she could do was hold onto his muscular shoulders and let him hold her up.

"You're perfect. Wild, delicious, and sexy. I couldn't ask for more."

She moaned again and dug her nails into his shoulders as he forced her to see stars.

…

They sat around her kitchen table as Happy took in her words. He was reeling from information overload but didn't look put off by it.

Veila smiled and sipped her coffee as she squeezed his hand comfortingly. She knew it could be a lot to take in. It was too much for some people, but she had a good feeling about Happy.

He gave her a look that said he thought she was crazy, "Are you sure this is what you want?"

Veila smiled, "Yes, I think you'll make this fun?"

"Do you always do it this way?" he asked with a brow raised.

She shook her head, "No, just once in a blue moon. I like the thrill."

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His teeth trailed down her neck and bit just above her left breast, "These fat tits keep my dick hard, I swear to god."

Her scream was involuntary, but it seemed to spur Happy on because he did it again over her right breast as he rubbed his cock between her jean-clad thighs.

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"That's all I have to do?" Happy asked as they walked hand in hand down the street. His eyes took in their surroundings, carefully accounting for every movement and sound.

She shrugged, "Feel free to change it up, but don't take it too far."

"What if I do?"

She doubted he would. He wasn't that kind of man, "I'll yell red, don't worry."

…..

A sob broke through the desert in her throat, and Happy's hands paused for only a second before yanking her jeans down to her knees as he spun her to face the wall.

"Fuck, mami, your ass is perfect," He smacked her ass so hard she flinched. The bite of pain ringing through her body and straight for her clit as he smacked the other side harder than before.

His large hands moved slowly, admiring every inch before his fingers crept between her slick folds. His digits thrust in and out of her, only pausing to curl up at her g-spot.

"Please..." she begged, bracing against the wall as he pushed his hips against her bare ass.

Curses sprang from his lips as she continued to beg, "Don't worry, mami, my cock is right here for you." With his hands holding her hips, he thrust his cock into her in one fluid motion.

Veila released a scream as he hit her cervix before pulling out and thrusting in again as he groaned in her ear. He wrapped himself around her body, pressing his chest against her back with an arm around her waist to hold her close. His other hand pulled her tangled hair back so she was forced to look at him while he fucked her.

His dark eyes were locked with hers as he hit all of her sweet spots. His grin never wavering as she screamed or bucked against him. He only fucked her harder, "Take it all, baby."

When her screams got too loud, he snaked a hand up her body to wrap around her throat, "You need to tone it down, sweetheart. I don't want anyone seeing you like this."

She could only whimper as he held her there. His lips began to trail soft kisses along her neck and shoulders while his free hand moved to her clit.

"Happy…"

She swore she could feel him grin against her skin, "I got you, baby."

He rubbed quick circles around her clit and thrust up harder. She saw stars behind her eyelids when he finally pushed her over the edge.

Her scream rattled the windows, and he followed behind her, jutting inside her, filling her to overflowing as he came. He stole her lips and squeezed her tight against his chest, not wanting their moment to end.

Lights flashed around them, and deep voices were yelling and screaming until new hands yanked her away from Happy's embrace.

"What the fuck, man?"

She recognized that voice. It was Jax. Looking up, she saw Opie as he lifted her into his arms and carried her away, "O-Opie?"

His face was set in a grim line as he whispered, "Shh. Don't talk; I've got you. I'll take care of you."

"Wait. Wait! Put me down!" She tried to scream at him, but he kept walking, ignoring her words as he practically ran with her from where Jax was screaming at Happy.

"Opie, put me down!"

"Don't worry, Jax will take care of him," he told her in a firm, grim tone that had her heart racing in fear.

"Wait. No," She kicked, screamed, and punched him until he finally dropped her onto the grass. She yanked up her pants before she ran back to the sounds of fighting and threw herself onto Jax's back, "Stop it! Leave him alone."

Jax bucked her off, and she fell hard onto the ground in front of Happy, who was lying bruised with his dick still hanging out. Happy started to laugh and sat up so he could pull her into his arms, "Fuck baby. I told you this would happen."

She couldn't help but sob as she laughed because he had told her so, "Shut up."

"What the fuck is going on?" Jax screamed. His whole body shook, and his hands were still balled into fists, ready to fight.

"No big thing, boss. We forgive you," Happy joked as he clutched her tighter to him.

Opie popped up behind Jax, looking pissed, "Happy, let her go."

"Why would he do that?" Veila sassed, resting against Happy's chest as Jax and Opie glared at them both.

"He was raping you!"

Her emotions bubbled up as her adrenaline plummeted, "No, he wasn't," she practically sobbed. She was hitting her low, and she only wanted to take a bath and sleep.

"We saw him chase you and choke you."

"I told him to. I wanted him to."

Happy nodded and rubbed her back, "Yeah."

Jax and Opie stared at them in disbelief, "You wanted it?"

She looked up at them with dried tears on her cheeks and a smile, "Yes."