by M. Merin
This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination and/or being used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblances to persons, living or dead, actual events, locale or organizations are entirely coincidental.
Shade: Northern Grizzlies MC (Book 7)
Copyright 2018 Maura O’Brien
Cover Art by Madelene Martin www.madbookdesigns.com
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Edited by Edits by Erin
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Shade
Northern Grizzlies MC
(Book 7)
M. Merin
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Epilogue
Chapter 1
Early May, 2018
Shade
Been sitting here in this nowhere bar, watching two douchebag frat boys get more and more aggressive with the girl seated between them. She has tried to make excuses to get to the bathroom more than once with no luck.
Pretty girl. Long, wavy brown hair, nice tits, and although I know the blush on her cheeks is there for all the wrong reasons, it looks good on her pale skin. Then she looks over at me and I’m out of my seat before I realize it. My long legs make short work of the distance to their booth, I lock eyes with her and am pleased when I see the realization of what I’m about to do acknowledged in her expression.
“Come on,” I say, looking at her and ignoring the shit stains she’s with. She moves to stand up but one pulls her back down, while the other stands to get in my face.
“One chance to get your hand off of her,” I growl at the kid holding her arm.
“Or what?” The other idiot trying to get in my face sneers at me. “What are you going to do about it? You can’t touch us, muchacho.”
I step forward like he isn’t even there. With me suddenly in his space, he trips over his own feet and I throat punch his buddy as he starts to stand up. The girl is smart enough to know that’s her cue. Not wasting any time, she reaches into the guy’s pocket as he gasps for air, fishing out his keys and darting off behind me.
The mouthy guy who thought he was so tough is back up and reaching for me. I grip his face in my hand and shove him back down before I turn to follow her. Those around us are carefully looking the other way. Just how I like it.
Out in the parking lot, the girl is pulling bags from the trunk of a new Beemer. Looking over her shoulder, she freezes when she sees me striding towards her.
“Thank you! Really,” she smiles at me before realizing I’m looking between her and the two bags she’s holding. “Oh, they’re mine. I went to school with those guys but I’m moving to my aunt’s and they were driving across country so I was just supposed to split gas, but they’ve been getting…”
“They wanted ass instead of gas?” I smirk at her and she nods. “You travel too heavy for my bike. We can make it as far as the motel and I think there’s probably a bus or something?” I stop myself when I realize I’m babbling almost as much as she was. I’m suddenly aggravated with myself for even bothering to help her. I can’t imagine a girl like her giving me what I want tonight.
“Um, I don’t want to sound ungrateful, but are you looking for ass, also?” She tilts her head and nibbles on her plump bottom lip.
“Brown eyes, I’m always looking for ass,” I lean in and twirl one of her curls around my finger. “But I don’t take shit that ain’t offered.”
“I’m Jessa,” she says, twisting her head to pull her curls over her shoulder and away from my grasp.
“Shade.” I nod at her before pointing at my bike and grabbing one of her bags. She tosses the car keys into the trunk and slams it before catching up to me. I’m attaching her larger duffle to the back of the bitch bar, and I look over at her, “Put the straps of that one through your arms, carry it on your back and fucking sit up straight when you’re behind me. I’ll worry about the extra weight.”
She nods and quickly follows my directions. Getting her settled and heading down the road, my cock starts to harden at the feel of her pressed up against me. Pretty sure this girl has little to no experience on bikes, and having to compensate for the added weight of her bags keeps me from enjoying it too much. But, fuck, her thighs are hugging me nice and tight, and I slow down as her arms squeeze me harder when I maneuver the curves in the road.
“Office is over there. I’m in number five, if you decide you want company,” I let her know after cutting off my Hog.
“Thank you, Shade,” she murmurs. “I really appreciate you helping me.” I nod at her again as she slings her second bag over her shoulder and heads off towards the office. Trying not to feel disappointed as I watch her walk away from me.
For a moment, I consider finding another bar to locate some willing chick for a quickie but decide to just crash and head out early. No sooner do I get settled in than I hear a soft knock on the door. Fucking A.
Checking through the drapes, I open the door after confirming it’s Jessa.
“Want something?” I ask, standing before her in my boxers.
“Um, the office is closed,” she says, nibbling on her lower lip and staring at the wall behind me. “Could I sleep on your floor? I can pay you something?” Standing there staring at her, I’m trying to figure out how she became my problem. I’m about ready to turn her down when she looks me in the eyes again.
“You better not snore, brown eyes,” I exhale, smiling down on her to soften my tone.
“I don’t! I mean, I don’t think I do. Thank you, Shade,” words tumble out of her mouth until she finally steps into the room and quiets down. “I talk when I get nervous.”
“Do I make you nervous?” This makes me smile bigger.
“Yes.” Her eyes finally stop roaming around the room and land on my chest.
“Why’s that?” I ask, knowing that I make most people nervous. Something about my eyes, women have said before. They aren’t wrong, I should make people nervous.
“The way you look at me. It’s just really intense,” she shyly smiles up at me.
“You’re the kinda girl that likes lots of kissing first, aren’t you?” I step closer to her, everything about her gets my heart beating faster and my blood pooling south of my waist.
“Wha…what’s wrong with kissing?” She whispers.
“Kissing ain’t for one night stands,” I let her know, taking her hips and drawing her into me, pressing my cock up against her stomach. “Builds expectations of more.”
“What’s wrong with more?” Jessa nibbles on her lower lip again.
“I don’t do more. Why don’t you go to the bathroom, do what you gotta
do? Decide if you’re gonna crawl into bed with me or crash on the floor with a blanket.” I lay out her choices before locking the door behind her and turning to get back into bed.
She turns to follow my instructions but stops outside the bathroom door, “I’ve never had a one night stand before.”
Well, that settles that, I guess.
Jessa
What a fucking year.
My college fund that consisted of my parents’ savings and the insurance money from their death was only enough to get me an in-state Associate’s degree. I can live with that until I can save more, there’s no way I’m going to burden myself with debt at this stage in my life.
Then my auntie called, she was able to get me a job at the station she works at in Idaho. Good pay and some benefits, plus I can live with her rent free as long as I want. She and her daughter are the only family I have left and the thought of being close to her was too comforting to pass up her offer. My cousin lives down in Dallas now and barely ever visits her ma. She’s also too tied up with her husband and kids to return any of my calls, so I’ve pretty much written her off.
I didn’t know Doug or Jason that well but when they said they were heading to San Francisco for the summer, I jumped at the chance to ride with them and save money over other options. We no sooner crossed the Michigan state line when their sex jokes and hints started. I think we’re some ways out of Laramie now, so I just have to catch a bus to either Salt Lake City or Twin Falls and my aunt can pick me up.
Ignoring the assholes I was with, I noticed Shade the moment he walked into the bar. He definitely was checking out the women in the place before he sat down but it wasn’t long before I could almost feel him watching me. Or at least, watching the show that Doug and Jason were putting on when they got insistent about how the night was going to go; trying to hold my luggage as collateral for not leaving them.
When I started to panic, I looked up to see his bright green eyes and for some reason, I immediately calmed down. He was on top of us a moment later and I had to hold back a laugh, he’s nearly twice Jason’s size but that didn’t stop Jason from thinking he could intimidate him.
I ran from the guys the moment I had an opening. Immediately going to retrieve my things, Shade followed and continued to take charge of the mess I was in. Then, I fibbed to him.
The office isn’t closed for the night. The sign said they’d be back in ten minutes.
Now I’m in Shade’s bathroom, staring in the mirror as I debate hooking up with a stranger. I’ve only been with my high school boyfriend. We shared a room up until three months ago when I came home and caught him in bed with our roommate, Martin.
With the end of the quarter upon us, he simply moved from my bedroom to Martin’s and I’ve spent every waking minute at work, in class or the library – anywhere not to be cooped up in the apartment with them. Fucking hell.
I turn off the light and leave the bathroom only wearing a long T-shirt. Without a word, I slide into bed beside Shade and he instantly rolls on top of me.
“Good choice, Jessa,” he grins down at me.
“Is it?” I stare up into his green eyes and raise my hands to run them through his thick black hair.
“I’ll make sure you agree with me,” he promises before lowering his lips to my collarbone. When I turn my head to kiss his smooth cheek, he pulls back. “No kissing above the neck, got it?”
“Right, no expectations.”
Sitting up and straddling my thighs, he tugs my shirt up and over my head before sitting back to take in my whole body. I start to squirm under his scrutiny, even more, when he reaches down to flick one of my nipples.
“Rosy,” he whispers and I raise my brow in question. “You have the most gorgeous, rosy nipples I’ve ever seen. They match these sweet lips so nicely.” He adds, rubbing a finger along my bare pussy.
His words render me speechless as he lowers himself on top of me again. Cupping each breast, he starts licking and lightly nipping my left nipple and by the time he moves over to the right one, my orgasm is nearly upon me. He shoots me a devious smile before he blows on the moist, hardened tips and I lift my pussy up to grind myself against his hard cock as my world shatters.
Shade pushes my tits closer together and lazily licks them with his tongue while he watches me slowly recover.
“If you haven’t guessed, I’m a tits guy, Rosy,” he smiles at me. “And that was so fucking hot.”
“I didn’t know I could come from that? Like that,” I run my hand through his dark hair, grinning back at him despite his words.
“Normally, I’d offer you a snack,” he presses his cock against me as he says this and I blush from his crudeness. “But I want to bury myself inside you and feel your next orgasm.”
Reaching over to the nightstand for a condom, he stands to drop his boxers and rolls it on, giving me my first glance of what he’s working with.
“That’s, uh, that’s really…”
“Got a nice thick one, don’t I?” He says as he lowers himself back down to me. “You’re gonna remember me, Rosy. Looking forward to you squeezing me deep in here, next time you cum.” He says, positioning himself between my legs.
“I’ve never cum from, well, that way before. I don’t think I can.” I admit, not looking above the tattoo on his chest.
He lets out a bark of laughter, reaching his finger into my hot, wet core, “Challenge accepted. Now where isss,” he hits something inside of me with his long finger and my hips buck up into him again. “Ahhhh, that’s what I was looking for…”
“Please, Shade?” I beg, suddenly wanting him in me more than I ever wanted my ex.
Scissoring his fingers, he holds me open enough to fit the tip of his package in. With steady thrusts, he inches his way up inside of me, stretching me slowly; I can’t help but groan as he goes deeper.
“Tightest pussy, Rosy. This is the tightest I’ve ever…” gritting his teeth, his moan breaks off once he’s finally sheathed in me.
I wrap my legs around him and try to get him moving by tilting my hips.
“Think I’m good here, Rosy,” he grins down at me again.
“Shade!” I call out, getting frustrated.
Without warning, he pulls back and solidly thrusts right back into my core. The second time, he shifts a little to the side and his cock slides across that spot he felt out a moment ago.
“That what you want?” He grunts out and I squeeze my hands tighter around his biceps, unable to speak but wanting so much more. “I know what you need, don’t worry.”
I know he doesn’t want kisses but as his thrusts and dirty words continue, I’m desperate for the taste of him, so I lean up to his chest; sucking and nipping any spot I can reach as he continues to work himself in and out of me.
Reaching for my right leg, he shifts it up over his shoulder and instead of tearing me in two with his thick dick, I almost immediately explode around him. My pussy contracting around his shaft as his screams tell me he’s cumming with me this time. He holds me in place for what feels like hours before letting my leg down and covers my body with his own. Stretching up, he tucks my head into his neck.
“Guess you can cum that way, Rosy,” he sighs into my hair. “That felt so fucking good.”
I nod into his neck, suddenly feeling shy and vulnerable. I crave the connection of a kiss but couldn’t stand to be rebuked right now, so I bite my lower lip instead.
“You okay, down there?” He eases himself off of me, raising a hand to tilt my face in his direction.
I nod again but pull away and roll over so I don’t have to look at him.
“Not a ringing endorsement there, Rosy,” he follows behind and spoons me, cupping my breast in his large, callused hand. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
“Nothing. It was good,” I whisper, tensing up my shoulders, worried that speaking louder will give away how shaky my voice is. “Do you want to sleep now?”
Sighing and reaching his hand between us, I can f
eel him pull the condom off before he walks to the bathroom. Coming back after he cleans himself off, he walks around to my side of the bed, ignoring the annoyed look I give him and nudging me until I make space for him.
“One night stand don’t mean I’m gonna be a shithead to you now, Jessa. I said you could stay the night,” he tilts my face up to meet his stare. “You enjoyed it, didn’t you, Rosy?”
I nod once more before confessing, “I guess I just don’t know how you want me to be now?”
“You’ve been doing great so far and I wouldn’t mind another round if you aren’t too sore?” His hands immediately cup my face when I start to nod again. “For fuck’s sake, stop nodding! You’re really making me work for this, Rosy.”
I giggle at the look on his face. “I want you again, Shade. I’m a little sore but I don’t care.”
“Let me get back to these sweet rosy tits, Jessa. They’ll get me up and ready to go in no time,” Shade gives me an adorable, lopsided grin before moving his lips back down to my breasts. It only takes a few swipes of his tongue across my nipples to get my whole body humming and it isn’t long before he’s buried deep inside me again.
Shade
Getting rid of the second condom, I watch her from the bathroom as I clean myself up. This fucking girl couldn’t be any sweeter and although she was asleep seconds after I shot my last load, I feel myself getting hard all over again as I watch her curl up on her side.
Normally, I’d just get dressed and head out, but I find myself craving the feel of her tightness around my cock one more time. At least that’s the lie I tell myself when I crawl in next to her. She quickly turns into me and places a kiss on my chest before she starts to snore.
I laugh to myself. Of course, she fucking snores.
It’s her constant kisses that are getting me though. She must have reached for, and then pulled back from my face a dozen times, stopping herself from breaking my rule. Knowing it was bothering her, I finally rolled her onto her knees during our second round and pounded into her that way.
Chapter 2
