Biting Back: A Motorcycle Club, Shifter, Romance (Shifting Steel Book 1)

by Stephanie West

  Iris didn’t really mean in reference to her, but it was sweet that Cain wanted to defend her honor. Iris hoped the blush in her cheeks wasn’t noticeable.

  Despite the fact that the two men didn’t seem like mortal enemies Iris could see that Cain was having a hard time holding it together. Maybe it was what the other man had said to her, or maybe Cain really needed to cut loose as he’d said earlier. Always being one to try to make light of a situation Iris piped up.

  “I meant when he called you a pussy!” Iris said innocently.

  Cain just shook his head in amusement. Wolf barked out another braying laugh. Iris smiled, situation defused and feeling full of herself she turned to Wolf.

  “Are you sure you’re not part hyena?”

  Wolf’s head popped up with a sober look on his face.

  “Hey, no need to call names.”

  Iris arched her brow and gave Wolf a wicked smile as Cain chuckled at her side, pulling Iris in close to him for a one armed hug. That’ll show him this little kitty has claws.

  “Enough talk.” Cain said as they wandered towards the ring.

  “You’re out of practice Cain I’m gonna wipe the floor with you.” Wolf taunted.

  Cain said they didn’t try to kill each other, but that left a lot of other awful things on the table. Before Iris could stop her distracted mind Cain and Wolf were on the inside of the chain link cage stripped down to just their pants. Iris failed to notice Trip beside her till he leaned down and spoke.

  “They won’t kill each other. They actually get along. Wolf’s pack are our allies.”

  Iris breathed a sigh of relief she didn’t realize she was holding. Rivals might aim to maim, but friends would only go so far.

  Trip remind her of a panther, all dark and brooding.

  Cain sent a final tentative glance her direction, then it began.

  There was a powerful ripple in the air. Claws stretched from the tips of each of Cain’s fingers. His eyes shifted. The gray became a bright blue almost swallowing the white, the pupils slightly elongated. He opened his mouth with a rumble exposing long canines.

  Cain’s face didn’t take on any other changes, instead it seemed like an apparition of a feline was superimposed across his visage. His muscles rippled as he and Wolf circled each other. Their animal forms ghosting the form of the man. Now she understood what she’d seen before.

  With a resonant roar they clashed together. The two titans lashed out at each other landing bloody strikes and punishing swipes.

  Bullshit this wasn’t deadly!

  They moved lightening fast around the cage, using the walls as well as the floor as a playing field. Iris hadn’t realized she had moved so close, till she stood gripping the metal fence.

  Cain shook out his hair and bellowed as he lowered his shoulder and tackled Wolf like a linebacker. The rugged muscle definition it his back narrowing to his waist, rippled as he moved. Sweat dripped down his spine, disappearing into his waistband.

  Iris was reminded of how Cain’s ass flexed beneath her hands, thrusting between her thighs. All that power caging her body, bending her to his will.

  “Am I getting turned on?” Iris wondered in shock as she felt a twinge run through her.

  The two beasts separated and circled again. Suddenly Cain’s head whipped towards Iris. He stalked forward. His breath huffing in and out, his nostrils flared.

  Trip took her arm.

  “Iris we need to get back, he’s scented you and it’s not safe to be so close.”

  Wolf took his advantage, grappled Cain and flipped him to the ground with a hard crack.

  Iris screeched which only incited Cain further. He erupted violently throwing Wolf off him, then launched himself at the cage. Rappelling himself up, clearing it in several bounds.

  “Oh shit what do I do?” Iris stared wide eyed as Cain reached the top.

  Trip kept pulling her backwards, muttering curses.

  “You might need to run.” Trip grunted as he tugged at her arm. Iris looked at him dubiously.

  “You know where the phrase playing cat and mouse came from right?” Iris informed Trip as Cain swung over the chain link fence twisted mid air then landed gracefully crouched on all fours.

  Iris stood in stunned amazement at Cain���s magnificent acrobatics. She was such a freak, the man was probably going to tear her apart and here she was getting all hot and bothered by his display of prowess. Cain’s freaky eyes bore into hers as he prowled forward.

  “We’ll play interference till he gets a handle on himself.” Trips said shaking Iris out of her illicit thoughts.

  “No” Iris shook her head, it was obvious Cain would just become more enraged.

  Iris stopped moving and stood stock still as Cain paced towards her. She didn’t know if she should avert her eyes from his intense gaze or not. Would her submission cool his ferocity? Or should she stare him in the eye and refuse to be cowed by his alpha display. Iris chose the later since she couldn’t really seem to look away from his mesmerizing sapphire eyes.

  Trip again attempted to grab her and pull her to safety.

  Faster than Iris could process Cain had Trip pinned on the ground, his canines bared a scant breadth from Trip’s jugular. The inhuman sounds coming from Cain proclaimed his dominance and intended retribution.

  ���Do something Iris.��� Her mind screamed. ���Before Cain tears out his friend’s throat.���

  “Cain?”

  Iris dropped to her knees and shuffled towards him. He glanced at her as she reached out hesitantly placing her hand on his bare shoulder.

  “Mine” He growled through massive canines as he looked menacingly back down at Trip. Iris placed her head on Cain’s back, rubbing back and forth.

  “Come on handsome. Everybody’s fine. Put away the claws and I’ll make it worth your while.” Iris crooned.

  Cain’s luminous blue eyes fixed hers. He turned on her in an instant pushing Iris to the floor covering her with his large body. Cain ground his hips between her thighs, his hard on stabbing at her clit through their clothes. Cain’s mouth nuzzled at her neck. Iris could feel his teeth, but he didn’t bite down.

  Cain reared up with a snarl but then his eyes rolled back into his head as he went limp. Iris looked up to see a syringe sticking out of his back. They’d knocked him out!

  11 Caging the Beast

  Cain

  Cain’s first thought was of Iris as he awoke. Slowly he realized he was secured in one of the small rooms usually used for “storage” below the clubhouse. Partial memories assailed him. Panic and bile rose in Cain’s throat.

  “You finally back with us?” Said MD watching him from the corner of the room.

  All Cain could bite out was, “What did I do?” The image of hunting Iris flashed through his mind. “Tell me what the fuck did I do?” Cain yelled.

  Trip stormed in.

  “Easy man everything’s alright. Just calm the fuck down! Your girl is upstairs raising hell.”

  Cain dropped his head in relief and frustration. He also felt an immense amount of shame and horror at what could’ve been. Trip proceeded to uncuff him and Cain rubbed his wrists suddenly wondering how Iris handled being manacled for weeks.

  “Man I feel like a pussy.” Cain groused as he marched upstairs. As he reached the top Cain heard angry feminine hollering. Iris was stabbing her finger into one of the brother’s chest.

  “I want to see Cain right now. You drug him out of there like a sack of potatoes. How dare you he wasn’t hurting me.” Iris ranted. Damn she was hot when she got pissed.

  “Hey Spitfire” Cain called out, giving his brother a reprieve.

  Iris looked up and moved towards him relief reflected in her eyes. It tugged at Cain’s heart to see her so concerned for his welfare.

  He led her to his room then turned up the shower till the water was hot. Iris just stared at him as she perched on the counter. Cain looked at himself as he stripped, noting his lesser injuries w
ere already healed, all bleeding stopped.

  “Would you like to tell me what happened?” Iris asked. Cain ran a hand through his tangled hair.

  “I lost my temper!” Was all he could reply. What was he going to say. “My animal has claimed you.” If that didn’t send Iris running for the hills Cain didn’t know what would. She’d already been abused and imprisoned by one monster.

  Cain peeled off his boxers and stepped into the hot spray. Resting his head on his forearm against the cool tile, he let the jets pummel his back before soaping up his hair and rubbing down his chest. Ugh Wolf hits hard. He deserved it. Cain finished up knowing Iris was waiting on a better explanation for his fucked up behavior.

  “Shit I was the one that told her she’d be safe. I just HAD to prove myself and let her see the real me.” Cain thought. Well she saw it alright. “What have I done?” He shook his head.

  Cain shut off the water and opened the curtain dreading the conversation to come. Instead he was greeted by Iris sitting on the bathroom counter completely naked. Her hand stroking, pinching her nipple. She propped one foot on the toilet, the other heel up on the counter. She was spread for his view and glistening wet. Iris sucked one finger into her mouth.

  “What are you doing?” Cain groaned in confusion and lust.

  The speed at which all the blood rushed to his cock making him dizzy. Her finger slowly drifted lower and Cain was torn between looking where it traveled and watching her mouth.

  “Don’t you remember? I promised if you were a good boy I’d be a very naughty girl.” Iris spread her pussy and started making little circles around her clit. “Touch your cock Cain. Show me how you like it.”

  Iris wasn’t pissed or frightened. Cain was more than a bit confused but he fisted his cock hard and started pumping it forcefully. Her eyes watched his dick hungrily, all the while she tweaked her bud. Her finger dipped into her cunt then back up again to her clit.

  “Tell me what you were planning to do when you pinned me to the floor Cain.” Iris asked seductively. Cain tried to speak but nothing came out, so she continued. “Pussy got your tongue?”

  Iris smiled a naughty ardent grin, then quickly hopped down and ran into the other room.

  The animal in him reared up. Cain was helpless to control it and gave chase. He almost slipped on the tile and broke his fucking neck.

  Shit!

  Iris was on the bed on her knees. Her back was arched, ass shoved up in the air. One hand between her legs again teasing her pussy, teasing him.

  His canines punched down in Cain’s mouth. He covered her in an instant and thrust into her all the way to the hilt.

  Her cries filled the room as he forced himself into her tight opening. Cain’s teeth clamped on her shoulder marking her just as deep. He tasted blood and started to pull back till Cain heard her.

  “Don’t you fucking dare stop.” Iris demanded.

  Cain impaled her over and over, picking up the pace. Her tits swinging. The sound of wet slapping filled the room. He stabbed into her with punishing strokes, branding her inside and out. The entire time Iris spouted a string of the nastiest sexiest things he’d ever heard.

  “Give it to me. I want the fucking animal. Don’t you dare hide from me. Fuck! Cain! Harder!”

  Cain panted as he bored into her more frantically. Iris arms and legs gave out and dropped to the bed as he continued his assault. Her wet slit gripped and released him, doing something he’d never never felt before.

  “Oh God what is she doing with her pussy.” Cain released a deep groan, straining his hips.

  “You like that? Take it! Oh Cain Yes. Ruin me with that monster cock! YES you fucker.” Iris screamed.

  He bottomed out with each slam of his pelvis, gyrating, as he hammered back in. Her cunt quaked and sucked at his cock as she continued making deep grunts. Her demands incoherent as Cain pounded away. Their sweat making them slick. The sweet smell of Iris and sex filling the room pushing Cain over the edge. His cock swelled as her pussy seized up. Iris exploded on a cry. Cain shook, as he bellowed out his release, then collapsed.

  Cain noticed movement and looked up to see several of the guys staring with shock and more than a little envy, from the doorway. The bedroom door hanging off its hinges. He hadn’t even heard them break it down.

  “We thought you lost it again.” Trip muttered as he backed out of the door.

  “Show’s over.” Iris drowsily replied then fell asleep face down in a heap on the rumpled bed.

  “Fuck I think I’m in love.” Cain reeled.

  Hank

  The fucking Reapers had his lucky charm, but he would get her back. Hank followed the redhead that had left the clubhouse at a distance only turning on his flashing lights when he felt he was far enough away from the clubhouse to not attract their attention. It had taken him a while to find the place, but he had. Hank ran the redhead���s license.

  “Well well well” Samantha was not a good girl.

  Hank searched the slut and easily found her weed. As she sat in the back of his car he started his sad tale.

  “I’m really not interested in busting you. I’m looking for my girlfriend, she went missing.” He showed the picture to Samantha. “If you can help me out, I might be able to forget I picked you up.”

  Cain

  Cain sat quiet in church listening to the brothers report and discuss business. The cop had been uncomfortably elusive. The man must’ve been dirty and paranoid for a while to cover his tracks so well. They found nothing on where he might live currently. Even Trip with all his tech know how hadn���t turned anything up yet. It was starting to piss him off.

  Cain pictured the bruises a cuts on Iris��� otherwise creamy skin and he was instantly enraged. He slammed his fist down on the table drawing everyone���s attention.

  ���Sorry man.��� Sampson apologized.

  The brother was a blonde clean cut half breed Shifter. He played their straight man going into places where some of the more rugged brothers would get made in an instant.

  ���Hank���s keeping himself surrounded with coworkers if he even senses a hint of a threat.��� Sampson exclaimed.

  He���d been making regular visits to the department acting the part of a lawyer, which wasn���t hard since the brother actually had a law degree.

  ���Through the grapevine I learned good ol’ Hank claimed he’s been ���investigating the club��� according to the report he gave his superiors.���

  ���Well great, no wonder things have been heavier than usual with law enforcement.��� Eric their Sergeant at Arms groused.

  ���Its to be expected.��� Cain replied.

  They always had to be prepared. Cain was shocked nothing worse had dropped since they pretty much trashed Hank���s car the other day.

  On one hand Cain was pissed this wasn’t wrapping up better, faster. Iris wouldn’t be safe till this bastard was dealt with. On the other hand it did give him inscrutable pretense to keep her close. However after the spectacle he’d made of himself, none of his brothers were fooled into thinking he needed an excuse to keep Iris.

  ���Don���t worry brother I���m working on it.��� Sampson said. ���None of us want anything to happen to your girl, not after what she did for Swain.���

  ���Here here.��� Swain agreed. ���Although next time I���d prefer she not hold a gun on me.���

  ���She can hold a gun on me anytime.��� One of the other brothers chimed in.

  The rest of the meeting, much to Cain’s chagrin, devolved into a critique of his technique in the sack. When they started in on how Iris “took IT” and “demanded MORE” he laid down the law.

  ���Enough!��� Cain hollered and bared his fangs at the bawdy assholes.

  The fact that several of them had seen Iris naked put him over the edge. He had to find a place where he and Iris could get some privacy.
Cain wondered if Iris would be willing once all this blew over.

  Iris

  It aggravated Cain that she insisted on cleaning the common areas of the clubhouse and his room. He insisted she still needed to take it easy. Of course that didn’t include when he fucked her. Men!

  “The kitchen is rough Cain, it needs a good scrubbing. Plus I’m pretty sure I discovered a previously unknown life form in the fridge!”

  “I’ll get the prospects or club whores to do it.” Was his reply.

  “Look I’m gonna go stir crazy!” Iris admitted. “You gotta do your thing and I can’t stand just sit here twiddling my thumbs.”

  Cain kissed her thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

  “I’ll keep you busy!” He husked in between kisses.

  All Iris could thinks was “yeah you do”, till she realized he was distracting her.

  “Hey” Iris pushed at Cain’s chest. “You con artist!” Cain grinned back at her. “Here are my demands. You will let me clean, or I’m gonna follow you around doing that thing your niece, Nola, does that you just loooooove!” Iris demonstrated. “Whatcha doing, what’s that, can I try, why, why, whyyyy?”

  Cain fell back in bed with a groan.

  “Alright I give up woman!”

  Iris recalled her small triumph and grinned as she vacuumed singing an Adele song with her earbuds in. Next she’d change the sheets. Lord knows they needed it!

  Cain

  Eric walked into the office with a grin splitting his face. He was gonna say something sarcastic to rile him, Cain just knew it. He didn’t need to be psychic to see it coming.

  “Your girl really likes putting on a show for the guys in your room!”

  Cain bolted up from the computer, pretty sure his eyes shifted and narrowed as his fangs punched down.

  “Calm down Cain! She’s vacuuming with her iPod in belting out a song.” Eric held up his hands in surrender.

  So he was a little sensitive where it came to Iris. The brother knew before he started teasing him.

  They were halfway to Cain’s room when he heard Iris above the droning vacuum. The girl sang like a dream. She had to be an angel. How else did she know the things she knew. Who else could be so sweet with a bastard like him. He wouldn’t be surprised if one day she learned who she really was and returned to her heavenly abode, leaving him and the rest of the sinners far behind.