Secret Mayhem (21 page)

twenty-one.

Ava wasn
’
t sure what to expect as Shay pulled her down the
hall. When he stopped at the corner and tossed her against the wall, she
thought she was in trouble for a second. Her hands smacked against the wall and
she looked at Shay wide eyed.

“
What
’
s wrong? How was your meeting?
”

“
We
were set up again,
”
Shay
said.
“
Caius was there,
hiding, and he shot an Eight Under member in the head. A battle broke out, and
the Lost Men are now down two men.

Ava gasped.
“
Holy shit, Shay.
”

“
That
’
s what our life is all about,
Ava. You never know what the road is going to bring. That
’
s also why I
’
m here right now. I can
’
t believe I have to demand this,
but you need to help the MC.
”

“
Okay.
What do you need?
”

Shay took one of her hands and
lifted it.
“
Need you to
take care of someone.
”

“
Take
care
…
?
”

“
The
guy we hired to track down Caius
…
before we knew it was Caius. He was kidnapped, and had two fingers cut off.
”

“
You
told me.
”

“
He
also had his tongue cut out.
”

Ava gasped again.

“
He
’
s here. He was the guy at the
bar. The club owes him and he
’
s
set his eyes on you, Ava.
”

“
What?
”
Ava asked.
“
Set his eyes on me? What are you
trying to say, Shay?
”

“
He
’
s married. He
’
s not looking for you to fuck
him. He just wants your hand for a little bit.
”

Shay squeezed Ava
’
s hand and it started to shake.
“
You want me to jerk off a
stranger?
”

“
He
’
s not a stranger to the club,
”
Shay said.
“
He took a beating and then some.
And he did it without even being patched in. You do this for us, and you'll
have the respect and protection of the entire club. We have to keep Jonesy
comfortable so he will keep writing us notes. The more we find out, the better.
If we don't find Caius soon, someone else is going to die. And it
’
s going to be someone in the
club.
”

Ava couldn
’
t believe what she was hearing. She looked up and
down the hallway. The men that walked those halls were outlaws. They did what
they wanted, yet they were humbled by the table in the meeting room and loyally
abided by decisions made with a gavel.

“
I
just have to touch him?
”
Ava asked.

“
Yeah.
Grab him and just
…”

“
Doesn
’
t it bother you?
”

Shay put his hands to Ava
’
s waist and held her tight
against the wall.
“
It makes
me mad with jealousy. If that
’
s
what you want to hear. I want to fucking kill someone right now thinking about
it. But it
’
s what needs to
be done. When we kill Caius and this all calms, then the club and everyone in
it can take a fucking breath.
”

A few silent seconds later, Ava saw
Blaine walking down the hall. He put his thumbs into his pockets and leaned
against the wall.

“
Everything
good?
”
he asked.

“
I
think so,
”
Shay said.

“
It
’
s good,
”
Ava said.
“
I
’
ll take care of it.
”

“
I
’
ll be in my fucking room,
”
Shay said.
“
Make this quick and don
’
t push the limits.
”

“
Come
here, sweetie,
”
Blaine said
and put his hand out.

Ava refused to hold Blaine
’
s hand and she looked back at
Shay. He looked devastated. Ava understood the guilt he was feeling, but that
didn
’
t mean he needed to
make rash and bad decisions. Then again, this was probably the punishment for
hiding something from his club. And it gave Ava a chance to prove her worth to
everyone. She didn
’
t want
to just be some woman that ended up in Back Down Devil because she opened her
legs for one of the members.

She felt like she belonged there.
She belonged with Shay. And she wanted to do whatever she could to help him.

Blaine walked Ava to a room and
opened the door. Ava stepped inside and saw a man lying on a bed. He had a
blanket over the lower half of his body. His pants were on the floor.

“
Jonesy,
she
’
s ready for you,
”
Blaine said.
“
Don't push your luck. She's here
to only do what you already requested."

When Jonesy turned to write
something, the blanket moved and Ava saw his ass. She looked at Blaine and he
put a hand to her lower back. As it slipped to her waist, he pulled her close.

“
Just
a hand, sweetie,
”
Blaine
whispered.
“
Don
’
t think much of it. We
’
re men. We have needs. It
’
s part of life. This is just a
favor. You
’
re a beautiful
woman, Ava. I
’
d consider
having my tongue cut out if it meant I'd get a hand job from you.
”

Ava tried not to show emotion to
the comment, but her cheeks flushed. Blaine
’
s
hand moved down to Ava
’
s
ass and he kissed her cheek.

Jonesy then showed the whiteboard.

Blaine laughed as he read the
board.
“
You
’
re killing my dick,
Blaine. Get the fuck out.
”

Ava appreciated the sense of humor

“
You
got it,
”
Blaine said.

He turned and left the room.

Ava stood with her hands at her
side. She was so nervous and scared. She should have been used to the
awkwardness after living with the Lost Men. She had endured their advances.
Having their hands touch her. Exposing themselves to her. And even having them
rub against her until they climaxed.

Ava exhaled and stepped toward the
bed.

Jonesy wrote something on the
board.

Take your shirt off. Open your
pants. Just that.

Ava nodded. She lifted her shirt
over her head and stood in her bra. She then opened her pants, revealing her
panties. She noticed movement under the blanket. Jonesy was getting hard. Ava
gently placed her hand on top of the blanket, on top of Jonesy
’
s erection. She pressed hard and
moved back and forth. Jonesy groaned and looked at Ava
’
s body. His hand touched her back and he pulled,
wanting her to bend over a little.

Ava put her left hand to the top
corner of the bed and bent over. Her breasts, still in her bra, were just
inches from Jonesy
’
s face.
She moved her hand to the top of the blanket and slid her fingers under it.
When she touched Jonesy
’
s
erection, she closed her eyes and wrapped her fingers around him. She tugged,
hard. Jonesy grunted. She felt his nose gently touch the top of her breasts.

Slowly, Ava started to increase her
speed. She stroked Jonesy over and over, leaving the blanket on top of him. She
opened her eyes and looked down at him. His eyes were wide, staring right at
Ava
’
s breasts. His mouth
opened a little and Ava couldn
’
t
help but try to see what it looked like in his mouth. The faster Jonesy
breathed, the faster Ava moved her hand. She turned her head and watched the
covers jumping up and down. She gripped tighter, gritting her teeth, wanting
this over with. She realized that as she moved, her breasts were bouncing in
her bra. Everything was working to Jonesy
’
s
benefit, considering all he
’
d
gone through.

The life Back Down Devil MC lived
was a cruel life. They were big, strong men covered in leather, chains, rings,
and tattoos. They got to ride motorcycles and were the epitome of badasses. But
life was all too real for them. There was no protection for their lives.

Ava let out a shaking breath and
Jonesy groaned. His voice was rough. He nodded so Ava sighed again. Faster and
faster, she looked at Jonesy. In her mind, she was touching Shay. It made this
more tolerable, but it also made Ava pull harder and tighter. When Ava let out
a whimper because her wrist was getting sore, Jonesy thrust up and grunted
again. So Ava did it again. And again.

Then suddenly, Jonesy growled deep
like he was angry, but he wasn
’
t
angry. He was coming. Ava felt the release hitting the covers and her hand. She
kept going though. She didn
’
t
stop until Jonesy put his hand on top of hers, over the sheet, stopping the
movement.

When she looked at his hand and saw
the infected sight where his two fingers used to be, Ava freaked out. She
jumped off the bed and ran to the bathroom. She turned on the sink and couldn
’
t bear to watch as her hand
became clean again. She waited until her stomach calmed down, and then opened
the bathroom door. As she walked over to her shirt, she glanced at Jonesy. He
was slightly turned and was crying quietly.

Ava grabbed her shirt and ran from
the room.

Blaine stood in the hallway, a cigarette
in his mouth, one foot up against the wall.

“
How
’
d that go?
”
he asked, scaring Ava.

She scrambled to hold her shirt in
front of her bra.
“
That was
…”

“
You
did good,
”
a voice said.
Ava turned her head and saw Miller standing there.
“
I appreciate the help. Jonesy has been a good
friend to us. And this
…
he
’
ll never be the same man again.
”

Ava nodded.

“
Did
you wash your hand?
”
Blaine
asked with a smile.

“
I
did,
”
Ava said.

“
Good.
”
He then touched between his
legs.
“
My turn?
”

“
No,
”
Ava said.
“
Sorry.
”

Blaine reached into his back pocket
and pulled out a knife. Ava stepped back and sucked in a breath.

“
Miller,
here,
”
Blaine said.
“
Take my knife. Cut out my
fucking tongue. If that
’
s
what it takes
…”

“
I
’
ll cut your fucking tongue out
just to not hear you talk anymore,
”
Miller said.
“
Take Ava back
to Shay
’
s room.
”

Ava looked at Miller.
“
Thank you for letting me stay
here. I promise I
’
m
…”

“
Just
keep your eyes open,
”
Miller said.
“
You
’
ve seen how real this gets. And
I
’
m afraid it
’
s going to get worse.
”

“
Come
on, sweetie,
”
Blaine said.
He put his hand to Ava
’
s
back and walked her down the hall. After a few seconds, he asked,
“
How was it? Was his cock big?
”

“
What
the hell is wrong with you?
”
Ava asked.

“
What?
Just curious. I always pictured Jonesy as a short and fat kind of guy, you
know?
”

“
You
think about men like that?
”

“
No.
Just their cocks. I like to know where I measure up. How messy was it? Did he
touch you, sweetie?
”

“
Blaine,
will you shut the fuck up?
”
Ava asked.

Her voice cracked and she sucked in
another breath. She was so close to breaking down. Her entire body felt weak
and useless right now. Like she was just a piece of ass that would be passed
around. It was the exact reason she had wanted out of the Lost Men as soon as
her father was killed.

At Shay
’
s door, Ava reached for the knob, but Blaine pulled
her back. He turned her and made Ava face him.

“
Look
at me,
”
Blaine said.

“
I
am.
”

“
I
’
ve known Shay for a long time.
But I don
’
t much about him.
He
’
s never been the kind to
open. But he would take a bullet for any of us. That means more in this club
than anything else. I
’
d
hate to see you leave this clubhouse. You somehow fit in. I like it. So stick
the fuck around.
”