Page 56 of Mav

The man named Sting is throwing out orders, and before we know what’s happening the three men are dragged away out the front door. I side-eye Ed and he shakes his head, mumbling, “Don’t ask, Blake, don’t ask.”

“Can we go home now, PawPaw?” I ask and just as he opens his mouth to reply a woman runs into the room screaming about how dare the MC people ruin her life.

“Oh, fuck me,” Ed states and as I take a closer look at the dirty, disheveled woman I realize it’s Yax. What the hell is she doing here screaming about the MC ruining her life?

“It’s all your fault,” Yax screams as she sees me standing in the room. “You had these people come to the house and cause trouble. Now my man and my son are gone.”

Before Yax reaches me waving a large knife in her hand, one of the ladies walks up behind her and smacks the back of her head hard with Amelia’s cane. “Take that bitch.” I hear, and I look up into the grinning face of Kenzie. Now, I know who this is as she works at the vet’s and I saw her when I rescued a kitten and took it there for treatment. I didn’t keep the kitten, but I made sure it was alright before they kept it for the rescue people to pick up.

Bitty is standing with her hands on her hips, smiling. “Well, that was a good evening, wasn’t it ladies? We got ourselves three pricks and an asshole.”

I’m saying nothing, not a word. I look at Ed, he looks at me, and I take a seat waiting for time to go home. It’s safe at home!

CHAPTER THIRTY

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Back at the clubhouse I look for Blake but she’s not here, which is strange as I expected to find her here waiting for me. Hearing my name, I turn and spot Mia rushing over to me.

“Mav, we had a bit of an incident and have three men in custody, you know in the shed,” which she says with a conspiratorial whisper, why I don’t know because everyone here knows what the shed is for. “Anyway, Yax turned up too and tried to attack Blake, but we sorted the bitch out and she’s in the shed too. Blake went home with Ed. He thought it would be best for them both to go home and rest.”

“Okay, thanks. I wondered where they were. She wasn’t hurt, was she?”

“No, Kenzie knocked out Yax before she could get near her. You know we are all good with Amelia’s cane now. It was great when she gave us all lessons on how to use it,” Mia grins then walks away with a spring in her step, straight to Axel, and jumps into his arms, kissing the ever loving shit outta him. Sighing, I can’t help but think, ‘I wish that was me.’

Walking over to Meat, who is the nearest to me, I ask, “Can you let me know if anything untoward happens? I’ll come back in the morning and sort that bitch Yax out one way or another. I know of a nice spot I can bury the bitch if need be.”

Meat grunts and nods, but Chaos had to have overheard with those big ears of his, because believe me he misses nothing. “I’min. I’ll bring the fuckin’ shovel, spade, or anything else that’s needed.”

Nodding, I arrange to meet them mid-morning tomorrow to take out the trash. We’ll be removing the three assholes to Nell’s tomorrow, I’m sure, but that’ll more than likely be after lunch. When Axel appears once more from their house and the love-in they’ll probably be having.

I’m going to make sure I’m not the one who takes the twins to school, because those little fuckers are already known as the two Johnny’s for their antics in class. The last incident had two other kids painted blue, green and yellow. I have no idea why and I didn’t ask, but the teacher said their ‘Fuck you,’ comment was heard by all. Mia was mortified, Axel was amused, and the Three Stooges gave them cookies!

Home at last. I double check everywhere is locked up tight before climbing upstairs and checking Blake is asleep. Not wanting to wake her, I quietly enter the bathroom and close the door, turning on the shower and stripping out of my clothes. I make sure everything goes inside the laundry basket because I’m not going to have my Ol’ Lady berate my ass for dropping shit on the floor next to the basket.

Stepping into the shower, I place my hands on the tiles and drop my head so the water runs over my head, shoulders, and down my back. Enjoying the warmth, I close my eyes and breath slowly, easing away the tensions of the night. Not one of us had an injury and for that, I’m grateful. We all took down our target with the minimum of fuss, and that’s all down to the training we do with Meat, Wings, and Target. They are tough on our training, but it pays dividends when we need to fight.

The shower door opens and Blake steps in, closing it behind her before she takes the shower gel and lathers up her hands. The feel of her running her hands up and down my back and shoulders feels amazing, and eases my tension even more, plus helping my muscles relax.

When I release a small groan of appreciation, Blake massages my shoulders, back, arms, and buttocks. But when she runs her hands down and around to my abs, I can’t help but tense with the anticipation of what she’s going to do next.

Sliding her hands up my body, she soaps my pecs, then down again, over my abs and to my engorged dick. Which I have to say is standing at full attention at this point.

Wrapping a hand around my dick, Blake squeezes just hard enough for it to twitch in welcome, which has her giggle under her breath. But when she starts to stroke steadily up and down, using the suds as lubricant, I have to grit my teeth or I’ll blow like a whale, or a teenager having his first experience.

Blake kisses between my shoulder blades, and murmurs something I can’t quite hear. But her hand works wonders on my dick and she perfectly works it until my legs start to shake and goosebumps rise along my legs and over my butt.

With an extra squeeze and twist, Blake has me shoot my load all over the shower’s tiles, and my call of release echoes around the bathroom for a moment.

“You okay, Mav?” Blake asks, but I can tell she is amused by her own question.

“Never better,” I rinse quickly, making sure the shower hits the tiles too, before turning and grabbing Blake in a tight hold before heading out of the shower, dry us both and climb into bed, whereI thoroughly show Blake how much the shower moment was appreciated.

Once we’ve had yet another shower, and a quick one, I might add, I wrap myself around Blake and whisper. “You okay about what happened tonight at the clubhouse?”

Blake sighs, “Yeah, I’m good. PawPaw was nervous about all the weaponry the women have about their person, but he was happy that they can protect themselves. He got us both here safely, before he took himself home, where he said he needed a good shot of Jack Daniels.”

I chuckle at the thought of Ed taking a good drink because he’s met all the Ol’ Ladies. Honestly, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about because they are all damn awesome and a little on the frightening side if truth be told.

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