Secret Mayhem (22 page)

“
I
guess I should say thanks,
”
Ava said.

“
Nah.
Just keep me in mind if you give out anymore hand jobs. Or if I lose my tongue.
”

“
You
’
re fucking sick,
”
Ava said.

She smiled, turned, and opened the
door.

Shay was standing in the middle of
the room, his arms folded. Ava ran to Shay and jumped into his arms.

“
It
’
s done,
”
she whispered.

“
Did
he come?
”

Ava's stomach turned.
“
Yes.
”

“
Fuck.
I'm sorry, Ava.
”

“
Shay,
I have to tell you something, and I don
’
t
care how you take it. I love you. I
’
ve
fallen for you. I'm not just saying that so you won't make me leave. I am
saying it because I am in love with you, Shay."

Shay put a finger to Ava
’
s lips.
“
I heard you. I heard you, Ava. But right now I don
’
t want to talk. I want to tear
your fucking pants off and taste your sweet pussy until you come.
”

“
Please,
”
Ava whispered.
“
Please.
”

Shay took her to the bed and kept
his word. His hands were fast and aggressive. He had Ava
’
s pants and panties off in seconds. Dropping to his
knees before the bed, Shay pushed Ava
’
s
knees and opened her legs wide. He came forward until the tip of his tongue
sliced between her tender folds. Ava thrust up and reached back for the sheets.

Shay
’
s
tongue was fast. He made circles and when he suckled at her clit, it stole
Ava's breath. The pleasure was so intense. Shay held Ava's stomach so she
wouldn't squirm. His eyes were locked to hers. As Ava whimpered, Shay sucked
harder. His teeth grazed along the hard nub of her clit, quickly threatening an
orgasm.

Then Shay opened his mouth and came
up. He kissed Ava
’
s bare
skin gently, leaving her pussy throbbing for more. Her body started to shake as
his hands crept along the insides of her legs.

“
Finish
me,
”
Ava whispered.
“
Please, Shay. Finish me.
”

Shay picked his head up and smiled.
“
You
’
re so sweet and tender, love. I fucking love you
for that.
”

Shay put his mouth back to her sex
and with just one more calculated flick of his tongue, Ava felt herself
starting to come. Her body thrust so hard, unable to control the passion
pouring out between her legs. Shay quickly pulled away and stood up. He took
out a condom and tossed it to the bed. The pleasure was still going through Ava
’
s body as she sat up and grabbed
the condom. She opened the wrapper as Shay dropped his pants. Ava took Shay in
her hand and sheathed him. She fell back to the bed and stared at Shay
’
s amazing cock coming toward
her.

With one hard thrust, Shay was
buried inside her. When he kissed her, she tasted her own body.

Right now, she was his. And if Ava
had her way, he would have her forever.

When Shay finished, there was a
knock at the door. Ava hurried to wrap herself up in the covers. Shay pulled on
his pants and answered the door.

It was Miller.
“
Shay
…”

“
Miller.
What
’
s wrong?
”

“
We
need to talk. Right now.
”

twenty-two.

Shay held Ava for most of the
night. It was hard to sleep as he thought about what was to come. Strokner had been
in contact with Miller and Gaige. Caius was planting his feet deep into the
ground in and around Frelen. His associates were putting down roots in town by
buying businesses and homes. It was all a ploy to make the MC nervous so he
could continue his systematic torture of Shay.

Shay stroked Ava
’
s hair and kissed her head. He
was falling for this one. Imagining her touching Jonesy really pissed him off,
but he understood it. The jealousy and anger proved how much he truly cared for
Ava. Ava
’
s sweetness still
lingered on his lips. He wanted more of it.

Unable to sleep, Shay snuck out of
bed and headed toward the clubhouse. The halls were dark and quiet. At the bar,
a stray radio played a rock ballad. A few of the guys and Lost Men were still
awake, drunk as hell, swaying, trying to talk. It wouldn't be long until they
all passed out.

Shay opened the door to where
Jonesy was staying. All he could think about was Ava touching Jonesy. When he
opened the door, Shay found Jonesy sitting up in bed, awake.

“
Oh,
hey. Just checking on you, man,
”
Shay said.
“
Wanted to see
how my woman did.
”

Jonesy raised an eyebrow and gave a
thumbs up.

“
That
’
s good,
”
Shay said.
“
Too
bad you didn
’
t get her
mouth or pussy.
”

Jonesy smiled as he reached for his
whiteboard.

Better watch what you say.
Miller owes me big time.

Shay laughed and approached the
bed.
“
Fair enough. Listen,
I
’
m really sorry this
happened. You and I go way back, back to before I was patched in. I brought you
into this mess, and I feel so guilty about this.
”

Jonesy shook his head. He scribbled
on the board.

Feeling guilty means you
’
re a pussy. Don
’
t be a pussy. Enjoy
pussy.

“
You
’
re a poet without your tongue,
huh?
”
Shay asked and
smiled.
“
I wish I could say
something right now to fix all this. I found out it was my brother after you
were kidnapped. It made me want to find him more than ever, and if I told the
club who it was, I wouldn't have been allowed to track him."

Jonesy erased the board and started
writing again. When he held it up, he nodded.

Shay read it.
“
You
’
ll get through it. I knew
Caius was a bad man for a long time. You need to focus, Shay. He wants you
dead. And he will destroy your world first just to make you suffer."

Shay could hear Caius speaking the
words and it angered him. He stood there with fists, wanting to hit something.
Jonesy pointed across the room at a bottle of whiskey. He stormed over and spun
the lid off and took a long, stinging drink. Behind him he heard the soft
squeak of the marker on the board as Jonesy wrote some more.

Jonesy let out a grunt and Shay
turned.

“
He
won't stop until he has you. He let me go because he wanted you to see his
handy work so that you would feel responsible. So you would be tortured."

“
Fuck.
I
’
m so sorry, Jonesy. I
’
ll kill him. I promise you. I
will kill him and make him suffer the way you did."

Jonesy nodded and erased the board.
His lips moved as he wrote like he desperately just wanted to talk. He showed
Shay the board, but Shay didn
’
t
read it out loud.

Hell is here. Go face hell,
Shay. That
’
s
what he wants. I
’
m
sorry.

“
You
don
’
t get to be sorry,
”
Shay said.

Jonesy motioned for Shay to come to
him. Jonesy grabbed Shay by the hand and looked him in the eyes. He nodded.

“
It
will be okay. You
’
re safe
here.
”

Jonesy nodded. He took the whiskey
bottle from Shay
’
s hand and
drank. He put it on the nightstand and reached for his marker and board again.

Get out of my room. And if you
come back, bring your woman. She
’
s
beautiful.

Shay laughed and patted Jonesy on
the shoulder.
“
Calm down.
You have a wife. Tomorrow we will track her down and let her know what
’
s going on. It
’
s going to be okay.
”

The sound of Jonesy trying to drink
from the bottle was all Shay heard as he left the room. He returned to his room
and climbed into his bed. He scooped Ava up and held her tight again. He laid
awake again for hours, unable to shut his mind off. When Shay finally closed
his eyes, he fell asleep. He woke in the same position he fell asleep in. He
looked at the clock and realized he had slept pretty damn good. Ava was still in
his arms. She still smelled great.

Shay rolled Ava away and she
stirred. She let out a little purring moan and opened her eyes. He put a hand
to her hip and kissed her cheek.
“
Just
me, love. Get some rest. I
’
ll
be back soon.
”

“
Okay,
”
Ava whispered.
“
I meant what I said. I do love
you.
”

“
Yeah,
”
Shay said.
“
You picked a hell of a time to
say it. Right after you jerked off another guy. That
’
s love right there.
”

Ava smiled.
“
I came back to you.
”

“
You
came all over me,
”
Shay
said, winking at her.

Ava
’
s
face burned red.

Shay ran his hands over his face
once he got out into the hall. He thought about his late night (well, early
morning) conversation with Jonesy. It bothered him that Caius tortured Jonesy
just to deliver a message. Back Down Devil needed to deliver their own message
to Caius.

“
Brother,
how
’
s it hanging?
”
Blaine asked as he stepped from
his own room.

As the door shut, Shay peeked
inside and saw two women in his bed and two on the floor. All naked.

“
How
many women you have in there?
”
Shay asked.

“
I
think four. Maybe five. Didn
’
t
get to the bathroom yet to check.
”

“
What
a life,
”
Shay said.

Blaine smiled.
“
And they
’
re all full of me.
”

Blaine put an arm around Shay as
they walked. They stopped at Jonesy
’
s
door and Blaine knocked.

“
Why
are you knocking?
”
Shay
asked.
“
He can
’
t fucking answer.
”

“
Oh
shit,
”
Blaine said.
“
The tongue. That
’
s right. Man, I couldn't do it.
Imagine having no tongue. Not being able to swallow whiskey. Fuck, you couldn't
eat pussy anymore then
…”

“
Get
out of the way,
”
Shay said.

He opened the bedroom door, took
one step inside, and froze.

Jonesy was in the exact same spot
as when Shay left him the night before. The whiskey bottle was empty and on the
floor. But there was blood dripping all over the floor.

“
Fuck!
”
Shay screamed.
“
Fuck. Get help. Fuck.
”

“
Miller!
Help!
”
Blaine screamed.

Shay ran to the bed and one look at
Jonesy told him the man was dead. Shay looked at Jonesy
’
s wrists and then to the night stand. Sure enough,
there was a razor blade. Jonesy had taken care of himself.

Moments later, the room was filled
with club members. Their reaction of anger was all the same, followed by a deep
silence. Miller pushed through the guys and touched Jonesy
’
s shoulder.

“
Motherfucker,
”
he whispered.
“
He was forced into this.
”

“
His
bag,
”
Shay said.
“
Christ, his bag.
”

Shay
’
s
first thought, again, was that there was a bomb in it from Caius. His second
thought, and the thought that proved right, was that Jonesy would have a note.

Shay grabbed the paper note and
stared at it.

“
Read
the fucking thing to us,
”
Nate said.

“
This
is my legacy. The end of it all. All I
’
ve
done. All I
’
ve
said. My wife and family will no longer be in danger because of my choices.
Being tied to that chair and tortured made me think of all of you. And your
lives. This isn
’
t
a suicide note, this is a warning. Caius made it very clear that if I didn
’
t end my own life he
would kill my family. I didn
’
t
do this because I
’
m
ashamed or afraid of the world. I did this to save my family and to help the
club. Caius is waiting for his brother. If Shay doesn
’
t show, then he
’
ll kill my family and he
’
ll kill all of you. If
Shay does show, then my family survives. Caius will know I've fulfilled my part
of it. I
’
m
sorry that I didn't do a better job. Then again, I always knew I
’
d face the devil
…
but for some reason, I
thought I
’
d
win. I guess not.
”

“
Jesus
Christ,
”
Blaine said as he
put a hand over his mouth.

“
Cover
him up,
”
Miller said.
“
Give him some goddamn respect.
”

Jace folded Jonesy
’
s arms across his chest and
covered him with the sheet.

“
Where
is he?
”
Shay asked.
“
That motherfucker. Where is he?
I
’
ll do this right now.
”

“
And
that
’
s what he wants,
”
Griffin said.
“
He wants us pissed off so that
we act rash.
”

“
First
off,
”
Miller said,
“
Gaige, call Chief Jerry and tell
him what we have here. I have to go call Strokner again.
”

Miller looked at Shay and gave a
quick nod.

Shay nodded back, knowing things
were going to move fast.

“
I
can
’
t be in here,
”
Blaine said.
“
I need a drink and a blow job. I
need to clear my fucking mind.
”

Everyone shuffled from the room to
the hall. Blaine whistled for a prospect to gather up some drinks. Gaige
stepped away to talk to the chief. Shay looked down the hall and thought about
Ava.

Christ, what would happen to her
if Caius got his way?

Shay loved her. Damnit, he loved
the woman.

“
Here.
”
Blaine gave Shay a beer.
“
Drink. Fuck! I don
’
t know what to do right now. I
’
m so pissed.
”

“
So
am I,
”
Shay said.
“
So am I.
”

“
Jonesy,
”
Nate said.
“
He always did good for us.
”

“
He
was kidnapped,
”
Jace said.
“
Fingers cut off. Tongue cut the
fuck out. Then set free knowing he would come here to do this. It makes me
sick.
”

Shay looked to the closed door. It
made him sick too.

He did it to warn me, too. To
tell me how bad it really is.

Miller came walking back a few
seconds later, a beer in hand. His face was serious as he stared directly at
Shay. For a second, Shay thought Miller was going to pull a gun on him and
shoot. Before that could happen, Gaige whistled and called for Shay.

Shay turned and hurried over to
Gaige.
“
What
’
s going on, brother?
”

“
Chief
Jerry will take care of our problem here,
”
Gaige said.
“
But I got some
answers for you
…”