Secret Mayhem (Back Down Devil MC #4)(18)

The next time Shay opened his eyes, it was morning. He looked around the bedroom and stretched his neck. It hurt like hell from falling asleep sitting up. When he moved his hand, he bumped something. Better yet, he bumped someone. He looked over and saw Ava sleeping. She was on her back, her hair spread across the pillow. Shay turned slightly and stared down at Ava. She definitely didn’t belong here, but she couldn’t leave now.

He touched her face, stroking her soft cheek. Staring at Ava right then, Shay understood what Gaige, Landon, and Erik got out of choosing just one woman. This tender moment was all he could focus on while the war was raging outside.

Shay followed Ava’s face down to her neck and then to her t-shirt. When he touched her arm, she stirred and opened her eyes. For a split second she looked like she was going to take a swing at Shay. But she suddenly remembered where she was.

“You okay?” Shay asked.

“Yeah. Sorry. Just… I’m good.”

“It’s just me,” Shay said.

“I see that.”

“I have to go to a meeting soon. You want something to eat before I go?”

“Yeah. I could eat.”

Shay rolled to the other side of the bed and reached to the floor. He grabbed Ava’s bra and threw it up on the bed.

“You can put that on now,” he said.

“Are you sure?” Ava teased.

“Oh, I’m sure. If you want to go out there with a bunch of horny bikers looking like that, that’s your call. I can only protect you so much.”

Shay climbed out of bed and stretched again. He walked to the dresser and put his leather cut on before holstering his guns and knives. He turned just in time to watch Ava putting her bra on. The t-shirt was on the bed, and her perfect breasts were on display. Ava snapped the bra from behind but Shay stopped her before she could cover herself.

“I have to,” Shay whispered.

He cupped Ava’s breasts with his hands and stood there. His thumbs grazed her small nipples and they quickly became hard.

“Fucking hell, love,” Shay said.

Ava’s cheeks were burning red.

Shay let her breasts go and Ava finished getting dressed. He took her out to the clubhouse where the prospects were making breakfast. When Shay spotted Jon, he called him to the bar.

“You made it back,” he said.

“Without a problem,” Jon said.

“You got something to eat for me?”

“Of course.”

“For her?” Shay asked as he nodded to Ava.

“Yes.”

“You think she’s pretty?”

Jon stiffened. “Yeah, I do.”

“You want to f*ck her?”

Ava gasped.

Jon looked at Ava, then down at the ground. “I, uh, well…”

“Something wrong with her?” Shay asked.

“No. She’s beautiful.”

“So you’d f*ck her?”

“Yeah,” Jon admitted. “I would.”

Shay reached out and patted Jon on the shoulder. “Good man then. Keep working hard around here and maybe you’ll get a real patch someday. Then you could f*ck anything you want. Except what I’m enjoying.”

Jon walked away.

Shay looked at Ava and she looked pissed.

“What?” Shay asked.

“Is that what I am? Something you’re enjoying right now?”

“What do you think?” Shay asked. “You came into my shower and jerked me off, love. I shoved my fingers up that pretty little * of yours and you enjoyed it.” Shay leaned close to Ava. “And that * hasn’t been touched in a long time. Which means you weren’t some old lady. Right or wrong?”

Shay smirked and Ava’s face grew red again. “I don’t like you, Shay.”

“You don’t have to like me. You just have to continue to earn your keep. I’ll protect you, but eventually you’re going to have to tell me the truth. I’m not an idiot, Ava. You were never an old lady. You've probably never even been around a club before, have you?”

Jon brought plates of food and then coffee and orange juice.

Ava didn’t speak as she ate.

Part of Shay felt bad for laying into her like he did, but there was no time for f*cking around anymore. Every time the club got distracted lately, all hell would break loose.

After eating, Shay put a hand to Ava’s barstool. “Look at me, Ava.”

She looked at him. “What?”

“That hand of yours… is f*cking perfect. I’m not done with you. You’re going to be in my bed tonight and tomorrow… and as long as I say so. I’ll fight for you to stay right here. If you go back with the Lost Men, they’re going to f*ck you and then kill you.”

“I know that,” Ava said. She blinked fast. “Last night was the first time I’ve slept in… a long time…”

“Even before the Lost Men?”

When Ava didn’t reply, he knew he was right about her running from something.

“You are going to start talking soon,” Shay said. “You will let me in."

“I already let your fingers in…”

Shay smiled. He moved close and put his lips near Ava’s ear. “Just wait until you feel my cock.”