Secret Mayhem (Back Down Devil MC #4)(27)

Shay turned his head and spotted Ava near the door to the clubhouse. Hell, if it meant protecting Ava, he’d do the same.

She looked over at him and he gestured for her to come to him.

"What has you in such deep thought?"

“I saw more than I was supposed to today,” Ava said. “Right?”

“Well, I didn’t think it would be that big of a deal. I mean, considering you were Stein’s old lady. You probably saw all that shit before, right? You've been in bloody arms and stared into broken eyes, haven't you?”

“Fuck you,” Ava said, storming away.

Sighing, Shay wondered what to do next. The club needed a better plan than what they had. They needed to get the Lost Men some action. They needed to get Eight Under back under control. And Shay needed to kill Caius.

“Brother,” a voice said.

Blaine was waving him to an empty pool table where he sat with a beer between his legs and a smoke in his hand.

“Blaine,” Shay said.

“Pissing off the *, huh?”

“Just speaking my mind.”

“I hear that. Hey, you know you shouldn't have brought her along, right?”

“She took off,” Shay said. “How can I trust her here alone again?”

Blaine nodded. “What’s her story? What are you thinking?”

“I have no idea,” Shay said. “But I can’t let her leave right now. He’ll kill her.”

“He? Who is he?”

Shay swallowed. “Nile. And whoever it is that wants me dead. Seems they see and know all. And now that Eight Under saw Ava with us, there’s no way she can ever leave. Not until this war is over.”

“What if the war never ends?” Blaine asked with a grin.

“Then I guess Ava never leaves.”

“Not a bad thing. That’s fine * in your room right now. You’re letting your mind eat up your needs, bro. You know we don’t live like that! So, f*ck it. Who cares if Eight Under and this guy with the scar hook up. We’re Back Down Devil. We’re stronger. Smarter. We’ll f*cking kill the guy. We’ll take out Eight Under. All will be well.”

Blaine was an *. And he always stunk of booze, smoke, and *. But there were times when his clarity was almost poetic.

“I don't think I'll ever understand you, Blaine.”

Blaine grabbed his beer and jumped from the pool table. Then he grabbed his dick and balls and smiled.

“I don’t think about that stuff,” Blaine said. “I just go with what’s in front of me. Now, I just watched a beautiful woman run away from you, Shay. You can either chase her down and f*ck her… or I will.”

Shay shook his head and didn’t say a word. He couldn’t believe he was going to listen to Blaine and worse yet, agree with Blaine.

Shay turned and headed to his room. When he opened the door, Ava was standing in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror. She glanced at him. He shut the door and locked it.

He took his leather cut off and let it fall to the floor. He grabbed his shirt and tore it off his body. He then opened his belt and his pants, making it perfectly clear to Ava what he wanted right now.

Ava turned and moved from the bathroom. Shay crashed into her and pressed her up against the wall. They stared at each other, breathing heavily. Ava’s lips quivered, tempting Shay even more. He put a hand to her face and Ava reached up and touched Shay’s face with both hands.

She licked her lips like she was going to say something. But Shay didn’t want to hear it. His mouth covered hers and she moaned. Ava’s tongue flicked at Shay’s mouth and he accepted it. Then he dominated the kiss, savoring Ava’s delicious lips.

When she needed to come up for air, she curled her fingers, her nails digging at Shay’s cheeks. He stopped kissing her and she bit her bottom lip.

“I’m not who anyone thinks,” Ava said.

Shay nodded. “Tell me then.”

“Fuck me first,” Ava said.

Shay pressed his body tighter to Ava’s. She kissed his neck and slowly moved down to his chest. Shay put his hands to the wall and looked down at Ava. As her thin lips kept moving down, Shay groaned. She grabbed the top of his pants and slowly moved to her knees. He locked his elbows, bracing himself against the wall. Ava pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles.

His cock popped free and Ava wasted no time. Her small hand squeezed the base of his shaft. She looked up at Shay with her clear blue eyes. He throbbed in her hand and refused to do anything. He wouldn’t command Ava, he would let her do what she felt she was right.

She brought her thin, sweet lips to the tip of his thickness and kissed. Shay wasn’t in the mood for sweet pleasantries, so he thrust at Ava’s mouth. She quickly opened her mouth and surprised Shay by taking him in deep. His hands on the wall quickly curled into fists and he punched the wall.

“Damn, love,” Shay said. “You’re going to make me go already.”

Ava moaned, and the warm vibrations shot through Shay’s cock and legs. She rested her hands on his legs and gently moved back and forth, savoring Shay’s hardness.

Shay hissed and gathered himself. He slowly f*cked her mouth, loving the way his cock looked sliding in and out of her lips. When Shay came forward with a gentle push, Ava moved back. Soon the back of her head touched the wall, but Shay kept going. He bent his knees a little and eased himself deeper into Ava’s mouth. He wanted to test her. He wanted to control her.