Shain Chapter 12

It was a good thing I wasn't a nail chewer. If I was, mine would've been gnawed down to the quick. After my uncensored remarks to Daredevil, I'd been feeling lost and afraid. It was mainly due to two things. I was angry with him for making decisions without discussing them with me first, and then I was stunned and afraid after his shocking response to my remarks. He took them the wrong way, which, looking back, I could see why he might have done so, but I hadn't expected him to ever react the way he did. He shut down and walked away, leaving me unsure. Had he left for good? Were two sentences said in anger enough to destroy us?

I was left with all those worries, plus I was faced with a confused Moose and Carnage when they came to the door. They wanted to know what was wrong with Daredevil and why he'd asked them to come over and talk that evening. My chance to run after him was lost when I stopped to say hello to them and ushered them into my house. Daredevil was gone, and I had no clue where he was or if he was coming back. Thinking now about what the guys said well over an hour ago, I knew they'd done their best to reassure me he would be back and everything would be fine.

The awkward silence stretched out between the three of us until Carnage took control and asked me to explain why they were there. Talk about pressure. Telling them I wanted to go to Tenillo with Daredevil so we were able to give everything to developing our relationship had me tongue-tied. I knew it would be hard for all of us for me to leave, but it was the only way it would work. Long distance wasn't something I would be able to stand. Until a few minutes ago, I believed Daredevil felt the same. Carnage hadn't said much when I explained. He seemed to be unsurprised. Moose was vocal about his objections.

"You can't go. This is your home. Everyone you know is here. Your job is here. This is moving way too fast. You and he need to slow your roll. Let him go home and settle back in, and you do the same, then see if these feelings you have are still there and as strong. If they are, then you can slowly work toward the best course of action."

"Moose, I love you and the club. You know I do. However, I've talked about moving away before. Daredevil and I know what we want, and it's not to be apart. Spending time apart isn't suddenly going to make us not want to be together. The thought of him there and me here makes me sick. I don't want a long-distance, part-time relationship."

As I explained this to him, my momentary anger lapse when I upset Daredevil evaporated. Everything I was saying, I meant one hundred percent. If he went back and I stayed here, it would kill my heart and soul. I wanted to find him that instant and tell him to forget my earlier outburst and help me pack my stuff.

"Shain, you've known him for a month. You can't tell me you know enough to say with certainty he's the one, and you two want to spend the rest of your lives together. Now, don't get me wrong. I like him, and so far, I haven't seen anything that makes me believe he's not a good guy, but I have to be sure. You being hours away in Texas doesn't make me comfortable."

"I'm sorry you're not comfortable, Moose, but ultimately I'm an adult. I make the decisions I think are the best for me. Yeah, it's been a month, but for me, for us, we know. We just know. I love him. I can't let him go back without me."

"You love him! Seriously? Pres, talk to her. She's talking crazy," he implored Carnage, who, up until then, hadn't made a peep.

He had been listening intently. I respected him, but there was no way I'd let him tell me what to do with my life. As much as I loved the club, they were stifling at times. More than a few times, I'd half-heartedly thought of moving so I'd be able to breathe. Although thinking about it, probably moving to a different MC compound wasn't the answer. I imagined they'd be as overprotective as this one. The upside was Daredevil came with them.

"Love ya, Moose, and you, Carnage, but save your breath. I know what I feel, and nothing you say will change that. Now, excuse me, but I need to see where Daredevil went."

Turning my back on them, I picked up my phone off the kitchen counter and I placed the call. After the first ring, I knew I was out of luck. A ringing sound came from the living room. Walking out there, I found his phone on the table. My heart sank. The only recourse left was to ride around hoping to spot him or to wait for him to return. The problem was, I wasn't sure he'd come here. I knew he would have to go to the compound since his bike was there.

"I'm headed to the compound. You guys can come with me or stay. It's up to you."

In the end, Carnage left with me, but Moose stayed. I was praying Daredevil wouldn't come back to my place. I had no idea what my cousin would say to him if he did.

Currently, I was pacing his room. I decided it was better to wait here for him than out in the common area where the others were watching me. Of course there were no secrets in this place and when I came in, it was apparent something was wrong. I tried to ignore them when they converged on me asking what was up, but Carnage had no such restraint. He told them everything.

I swear, men, especially bikers, were worse than a bunch of bored housewives. They had to gab about everything. As soon as he was done telling them my drama, I was hit with tons of unsolicited advice and opinions. In desperation to save my sanity and to stop myself from kicking their asses, I took off and found his room. It was locked, but I knew where the spare keys were kept. I filched the spare, then let myself into his room and locked the door behind me. I wouldn't put it past any of them not to come in after me if I left it unlocked.

As the minutes ticked by, I grew more tense and anxious. He wouldn't just drive back to Texas, would he? Surely, he'd arrange to take his bike. However, he might send a prospect to get it. When pacing did nothing to help, I curled up on the bed and inhaled his scent off his pillow. Tears kept threatening to spill, but I fought them back. When the berating in my head grew too much, I turned on the television to drown it out after I broke and sent a text to Moose asking about Daredevil.

I let Archer, an adult-content cartoon that I usually enjoyed, play without me noticing what the episodes were. I jumped when my phone buzzed. Seeing it was Daredevil, I replied. I let him know I was there, and I wasn't happy with how he acted by taking off. When I was done, I remained lost in my thoughts as I waited for Daredevil until a rattling at the door jarred me from them. I sat up. I was about to call out and warn whoever was attempting to enter to leave me alone when the door swung open, and Daredevil stepped in. His brows were furled as he met my gaze.

In a shot, I was up and across the room. I flung myself into his arms. Luckily, he held me tightly against him. The tears I'd worked so hard to hold back burst free as I cried out, "I'm sorry."

He tenderly kissed along my cheek down to my mouth, where he gave me the gentlest kiss ever. It wasn't a long one, but it did help settle my pounding heart a tiny fraction. "Baby, I'm the one who's sorry. I shouldn't have made plans without talking to you first, and I sure as fuck shouldn't have left you like I did."

As relief built, so did my anger. I pulled away from him and then punched him in the gut. It was like hitting a stone wall. I grimaced, and then, to prove my point, I hit him again. The asshole didn't even pretend it hurt to make me feel better.

"You're an utter asshole. Do you know that? You left me to stress and worry about you. For all I knew, you could be back in Texas or dead along the road somewhere. You didn't even take your phone. What's wrong with you!?" I shouted.

He snatched up my hands, so I wasn't able to punch him a third time. He kicked the door shut behind him, flipped the lock, and then guided me back to the bed. I walked backward since I had no real choice. As the mattress hit the back of my knees, he pressed me down. He loomed over me as he nodded.

"I know I'm an asshole. And I deserve your ire, but let me explain. Just give me a minute first. I gotta piss like a racehorse."

I watched as he almost ran to the bathroom attached to the room. If I wasn't so upset, I would've laughed at him. He was walking funny. I muffled my giggle as the sound of him peeing filled the room. I swear he was pouring a gallon jug into the toilet. His sigh of relief at the end was too much. I began to cackle. As I lay on the bed, I heard the toilet flush and the water turn on. Moments later, he was back. He came stalking to the bed.

"You think that's funny, do ya? I almost pissed on the ride here, then had to take time to find out where you were. I was doing a pee-pee dance in the common area. Then, to add insult to injury, you punched me in the stomach twice," he said while mock growling. He straddled me and pinned my arms to the bed.

"Yeah, I do think it's funny. What I don't find amusing is you just walking out without talking it out with me, Rome."

He sighed, then put his head down to mine. "I know I did. I am sorry."

"Why did you do that?"

"The simple answer is I got scared."

"Scared? Of what?"

"That you were gonna kick my ass out of your life because I didn't talk to you first. I was afraid you'd see it as an example of me trying to control your life. I may not have known you long, but I feel I know the kind of woman you are. You're strong and independent, and you want to be in control of your life. I stepped all over those things, but it wasn't done intentionally. The thought of losing you terrifies me, Shain."

His apprehension was palpable. I tugged on my arms. "Let go, please."

He swiftly did. I raised my hands up to caress his face. "You'll have to do something truly terrible and heinous to lose me. Talk to me now. Why did you do those things and arrange for the dynamic duo to come over without talking to me about them?"

A swift roll brought him to the mattress next to me. He cuddled me to him. "It was just me being excited and wanting to do everything at once. While you slept, I notified Sin and then Carnage of my plan. I don't want to just up and spring it on the Regulators I'm leaving. They were good enough to make a place for me. My guys need to be prepared for changes. In case I haven't made it clear, you're my old lady. I want it official, and my club is ready to welcome you as such. It was those thoughts that had me do the other stuff, too."

"What other stuff?"

"I arranged for a trailer to haul back my bike and possibly yours and a moving truck to take your things if, and I mean if, you decide to move everything when we leave. They could be canceled if you decide not to go or to wait before taking all your things. You talked of taking a week or two to see if I would be able to handle you living with me. I don't need those weeks. I know I can. I'm being selfish and pushing too hard. I see that. I just want you with me so badly. The idea of us being apart makes me crazy."

Before addressing those new revelations, I asked him, "Are there other plans you made?"

He nodded sheepishly. "I asked the Infidels to take an official vote to approve you as my old lady. Then, I asked Saint to talk to his contacts at the Tenillo Fire Department to consider your application. I was studying a website I found a while back that shows a ton of house designs because I want us to have our house started. It takes months to have one built," he finished in a rush.

I was dumbfounded at the amount of work he did while I was sleeping. I was only out for six hours. As I contemplated all the things he implemented in those short hours, I wondered what he was capable of accomplishing in a full day. It was awe-inspiring to imagine. The fact he did all those due to his excitement to have me in his life stamped down on my remaining ire even more.

"Okay, first, wow, I can't believe you did all those in six hours. Next, you should've asked me about them or, at a minimum, told me you were arranging them. It was my place to tell Moose it was necessary to meet and talk. I can see you sharing the plan with Carnage that you were about to leave so they can be ready. I told them, by the way, why you asked them to come."

"I know. Moose told me when I got back to your place," he said ruefully.

"Did he go off on you?"

"Not as bad as I anticipated. He's not thrilled, but he didn't punch me or threaten to kill me unless I end up hurting you in some way. As if I didn't expect it if I do."

I rolled my eyes. Yeah, Moose and the others were classic alpha men. I always swore I'd never end up with one, and just look who I was with. I had a type, it seemed. Before I was able to say anything, he continued.

"Talk to me. Tell me what I can do to make up for being so stupid and what you're willing to do. If you want to stay here and we work on this as a long-distance relationship, we will. I'll do whatever it takes to keep you, Mon Rêve. Anything."

"I've had a couple of hours to think about everything. I won't lie and say I'm not perturbed by you making all these plans and decisions without consulting with me." His mouth opened, but I held up my hand to head him off before he interrupted. He closed it.

"However, I do believe we have an opportunity we shouldn't pass up. There's no use in us doing this halfway. Either we're in, or we're not. And my suspension, while it pisses me off, poses an opportunity too. I can take the time to go to Tenillo with you and check out the work openings there.

"I won't take all my things with me, but I would love to take my bike. We haven't had a chance to go riding together. Texas will allow us to do it and have a longer riding season than Nebraska weather will. We can talk more about the whole house idea after we get there."

His smile was huge. "Baby, you've just made me very happy."

"I'm glad, but Rome, don't for a second presume my pleasant attitude right now means you can go about making decisions for me or ordering me around. I won't be subjugated. It's my life, and I'll live it. If there are any concerns, we'll discuss them," I warned him.

"I understand, and I don't want a yes woman. But one question, not dominating you, does it also apply in the bedroom?" he asked with a sexy smirk.

"The bedroom is another story. There, we'll see," I told him with a wink. He chuckled, and it was a sexy one that sent shivers down my spine in anticipation.

"Anything else?" he asked.

"Yes, you only need to fear losing me if you dictate every aspect of our lives, you abuse me, or if you lie or cheat on me. Those are guaranteed ways to lose me, and if it happens, I won't come back."

"I swear those won't ever happen. I love you. I want you to be happy and never regret being with me. I can get overbearing at times, but when I do, tell me. I know I am because my mom says I'm like my dad, and she has been known to accuse him of it, and she slaps him down when he does it. Same with my brothers."

I giggled. "God, I can't wait to meet her. I think we'll be good friends. Maybe she can give me pointers on how to keep your ass in line."

"Well shit, there goes introducing you to her or Micaela. My sister is a mini version of Mom. I pity the poor man who gets her one day."

"Oh, now I must talk to them."

He let out a snort, and then I was being kissed to within an inch of my life. Straightaway, my body caught on fire. Desire stirred deep within my core and blossomed to encompass my entire body. Heat filled me as my nipples hardened, my breasts tingled, and my pussy throbbed and became slick. I whimpered as our teeth and tongues decimated our self-control. I no longer cared if we were in the clubhouse where anyone could hear us. I wanted him. No, I hurt for him to take me any way he desired.

Tearing my mouth away from his mouth, I whined as I told him. "Rome, I need you. Please, baby, make love to me. Now, before I die."

His pupils were dilated with lust. He shuddered. "Shain, there's nothing I want more, but are you sure? Don't forget where we are. Anyone can hear or interrupt us."

"I don't give a damn. If they knock, they can leave. If they hear us, so what? Hurry," I cried out in agony.

He stopped arguing. In a blink, he was off the bed. His hands exuberantly began to remove my clothes. Our hands fumbled into each other as we worked to get the other naked. We laughed but never stopped. In very little time, we were both naked. He stood staring down at me as I stared back. His amazing body made it hard to decide where to look first. He had muscles and tattoos to delight the eye in addition to his beautiful cock.

It was standing tall and proud. The deep red color told how turned on he was, as did the precum oozing from his slit. My mouth watered at the thought of his taste. I reached out and grasped him firmly. I ran my thumb over the slick head. He moaned. I tugged so he came nearer, and I was able to raise up and suck the head into my mouth. I used my hands to pull him toward me impatiently. Taking my hint, he maneuvered himself until he was straddling me. I sucked him deeper.

"Fuck, if you do that very long, I'll come in your mouth," he warned me. I hummed to show him I wasn't opposed to the idea.

"Do you want that? Do you want me to come down your throat?"

I nodded eagerly. He thrust deeper until he was at the back of my throat. I swallowed to bring him farther inside. He hissed. Using my hands, I gripped his ass cheeks. I shoved him, so I engulfed him more. I couldn't breathe, but I loved it. For me, gagging wasn't a problem.

"You want me to fuck that pretty mouth, baby, like an animal?"

I moaned, nodded, and squeezed his ass to be sure he knew my answer was a resounding yes. The thought of him doing it made me get wetter. A rumbling sound came out of him, and then I was taken to heaven. He pulled back his hips and then shoved his cock hard again. His hands held my face as he powered his big cock in and out of my mouth. As he did, he spouted off about what I was doing to him and what he was or wanted to do to me.

"Ahh, look at that sexy little mouth. So full of cock. That's it. Take it. Take all that cock and choke on it. Swallow. Squeeze me so I can fill your mouth with my cum. Suck it. Harder. That's it, my little cock tease. God, my balls are so full. I've got a load for you, baby. Christ, you suck cock like a fucking dream. Do you love my cock in your mouth? Do you want my cum?"

I moaned and nodded the best I could to answer him. As I did, I slipped my hand into his crack and rubbed across his asshole. I was dripping wet with desire. He jerked, inadvertently shoving his cock and embedding it deeper. I strangled on it as I came.

"Fuck!" he shouted. "You're coming. Yesss. Come. I'm close. Why don't you put some of your peach juice on those fingers and let me feel what a finger in my ass is like?"

I gave a strangled scream around his cock at the thought as I finished coming. In a daze of desire, I slid my hand down to my pussy and coated my fingers in my cum, then went back to his hole. He'd pulled away far enough to let me breathe, thankfully. I pushed inward. As his ass let me inside to breach what sounded like his virgin ass, he shouted and pressed his cock deep again. Before I could advance my finger, he pulled back, which made my finger become embedded farther into his ass. He cried out, but he didn't tell me to stop, so I began to suck his cock with renewed hunger as I finger-fucked his ass. It was mere moments before I was using my whole finger to thrust.

"Oh fuck, oh Jesus, that feels fucking amazing," he snarled as I rubbed the round protrusion I guessed to be his prostate. His cock jumped in my mouth. "Right there. Don't stop. I'm close, so fucking close. Get ready," he snarled.

His hips were working his cock in and out of my mouth hard and fast, which made me fuck his ass the same way. It was less than a minute later when he let out an inhuman guttural scream then came. His ass clenched hard around my finger as he pumped his load down my throat. I struggled to swallow fast enough.

When he finally finished coming, he was panting. He withdrew his cock, but I kept gently thrusting in and out of his ass. I found it such a turn-on to make him come as he had and to know it was partially due to me doing something he'd never experienced before.

"Christ, that feels so goddamn good. I don't want you to stop," he moaned.

"Then I won't."

He closed his eyes and kept riding my finger. Wishing I could see what I was doing, I ran my eyes around the room. I smiled when I saw the mirror on the opposite wall. It happened to be big enough to see us.

"Look over your shoulder at the wall," I murmured.

He weakly turned his head then his asshole tightened. "Fuck, that looks hot," he whispered. His eyes stayed glued to the mirror along with mine as we avidly watched me fuck and peg his prostrate. He loved it. I could tell by the way he was riding my finger.

I tore my eyes away when something else grabbed my attention. It was his spent cock which was growing hard again. Taking my opposite hand, I wrapped it around the base and started to stroke him.

"That's it. Make me hard again," he egged me on.

It was mere minutes before he was fully erect again. Suddenly, he tore his cock free and ground his ass down on my finger. His jaw clenched, and then he reached back and removed my hand. I was about to ask if he was alright or if I'd hurt him when he was off me, and I was flipped onto my stomach.

My hips were gripped tightly and raised. I screamed when his cock found my opening, and he was thrusting into me like an out-of-control machine. He held me up as he took me hard, fast, and deep. It only took a handful or so of strokes for me to have an orgasm. He powered through it and never slowed down. I became lost as I came again and again in a haze of utter ecstasy. I don't know how many times I orgasmed or screamed before he began to snort and buck his hips, and then he roared my name and came. His cock jerked over and over, giving me squirt after squirt of his cum. I quaked and sobbed as I came a final time and flooded the bed as I squirted.

By the time we were done, I was a limp mess in the bed. I could barely keep my eyes open, and I sure wasn't able to move. Somehow, he found enough energy to pull out, move us to the middle of the bed, and then slump next to me. I yawned. I was almost asleep when a loud pounding on the door partially aroused me.

"Cut out all the goddamn noise. No one wants to hear that shit," shouted Crash. I blushed but was too sated to respond.

"Leave us the hell alone," Daredevil shouted. A grunt came from the hallway, and then it was quiet. I snuggled into his chest and let myself float.