Chaos series by Kristen Ashley (Page 53)
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Hop was a good guy. I loved him. Everyone did. But he also had an ex, Mitzi, and when she became his ex, it got ugly. I was not one of his brothers, so I didn’t know why but it got so ugly it was hard to miss.
“He’s a good brother,” I clarified. “What went down with Mitzi was messy. So messy, no one missed it and definitely not Tyra, seeing as she works there.”
“What went down with Mitzi was deserved by Mitzi. She was a pain in his ass,” Shy returned.
“Shy—” I started, my body tensing.
“Tabby,” he interrupted me. “You know, some shit with the boys, I’m not gonna share. Just know this, a woman doesn’t treat men like us like Mitzi treated Hop. They do, they’ll find themselves where Mitzi is now.”
I studied him, then asked, “Was it bad?”
“Bad enough for him to roam,” he confirmed, and I sucked in breath, shocked at this news.
Hop was a good brother. As I already mentioned, Hop was also a good guy. I liked him. He had his imperfections, everyone did. And it wasn’t unheard of that some of the men would do whatever they wanted with whoever they wanted even if they had an old lady at home.
But I did not think Hop was like that.
“Hop roamed?”
“BeeBee,” Shy grunted, and I sucked in another breath.
BeeBee had not been around for a good long while but the ghost of BeeBee remained, such was the power of BeeBee. I had been a whole lot younger when she used to hang at Chaos, but I’d seen her around and I knew she was a biker groupie.
Her mission, as jacked as it seemed, was to collect every member of the Club, become a notch on their bedposts, the more notches the better.
The old ladies detested her. It wasn’t like Chaos didn’t have biker groupies, but they knew their place and they knew the place an old lady held and never the twain shall meet. That said, I’d been to enough hog roasts to see BeeBee communicating with her eyes, and sometimes with her mouth, she’d had a woman’s man. My guess was, since BeeBee’s tenure was long, the old ladies sucked it up and this never got back to their men. Unfortunately, this could be the way with motorcycle clubs, and old ladies learned when to keep their mouths shut.
That was until BeeBee went head-to-head with Ty-Ty. It kinda grossed me out to know my dad went there (though, admittedly, she was gorgeous with a fabulous body, just skanky) and from the argument I overheard Tyra having with Dad, he and BeeBee had been together before Tyra’s time, but still.
Dad found out BeeBee even looked at Tyra, much less spoke words to her (which she did), sent Dad over the edge.
Exit BeeBee.
Forever.
She was also the example Shy threw in my face way back, that night he was a dick to me. None of that night was pleasant, though it was over and I wasn’t going back there. However, I remembered quite clearly that him even suggesting I was going the way of BeeBee was a hurt that dug deep.
On the exhale, I breathed out, “Oh my God.”
“Yeah. Even I think that play was f**ked, but when it happened Hop and Mitzi were on a break, a bad one, the break they had just before all hell broke loose and Hop ended it with Mitzi for good. Enter BeeBee, who could sniff that shit out like nobody. Why Hop took Mitzi back, don’t know. Just know he didn’t take her back for long before it was really over.”
“I’m not sure any of this is good,” I told him.
“I’m not either,” he agreed, then his eyes grew intense on me. “What I am sure of, it’s nobody’s f**kin’ business.”
That, I knew, was very, very true.
His arms gave me a squeeze and his voice went soft when he reminded me, “You got work tomorrow, and we both don’t know what the day will bring. We should get some shut-eye.”
“Yeah,” I whispered then dropped my head to touch my mouth to his.
When I lifted it, he rolled me to his side and reached an arm across me to turn out the light. He settled in and tucked me close.
I snuggled closer.
I was about to enter dreamland when it hit me.
And although near sleep, what hit me, Shy had to know.
“You did it,” I said, my voice quiet and drowsy.
“Did what, sugar?”
“Today, at the Compound, what you said, you did it.”
“What, baby?”
“I dreamed a dream.”
His arms spasmed.
I drifted to sleep, muttering, “You promised to get me to a dream, you got me to a dream. Thank you, honey.”
Then I fell asleep.
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Shy
Shy Cage did not sleep.
He held his slumbering girl in his arms and he struggled with the urge to howl at the moon.
It took a while to control that urge.
Then, no matter the shit that went down that day, Shy fell asleep smiling.
Chapter Fourteen
Make Her Happy
Shy’s mouth worked between my legs, my back left the bed, my heels dug into his lats, I ground my h*ps into his face, and I came hard.
Still coming, I found myself on my stomach, my h*ps were jerked up, and Shy’s c**k drove inside me.
“Again, Tabby, hand between your legs,” he growled, his hands at my hips, yanking me back as he thrust forward and took me.
I was still coming but I managed to get my hand between my legs. I moaned into the pillows at my touch and his strokes.
Oh God, this was brilliant.
“Push up, baby, want your tits,” he ordered.
I pushed up, he kept driving deep even as his mouth hit my neck and his hands covered my br**sts. Then his fingers did things to my ni**les that made me gasp and my entire body jerk.
“Wait for me,” he grunted.
“Shy, no way,” I panted.
He drove up and ground in, rumbling against my neck as his fingers twisted my ni**les, “Wait. For. Me.”
“Oh God,” I moaned, grinding down. “Hurry.”
He started thrusting.
Oh God.
“Are you close?” I breathed.
“Gettin’ there,” he muttered.
He kept thrusting, his fingers working my br**sts.
“Honey, are you close?” I begged.
“Fuck,” he groaned into my neck. “Give it to me, Tabby.”
Thank God.
I let go and gave it to him, my head flying back, slamming into his shoulder as his mouth closed over the skin of my neck and I felt him sucking deep.
That would leave a mark.
I came down and I felt his breath against my skin as he did too.
Then I lifted my hands to his that were now just holding me, curled around my br**sts.
“That was awesome,” I breathed.
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