I could sense that he was surprised by my kiss, I was as well but even though I hardly knew what clay pigeon shooting was as I hoped he didn't have real pigeons lined up somewhere I felt happy that he wanted to do it to calm me down.

After the news I got yesterday I needed it.

I felt bad for simply going to sleep last night but I was afraid I would take out my frustrations on him.

I broke it and kissed him again and I saw he still seemed confused so I simply pushed out of his arms picking up the rifle.

"So how do you work this thing?" I asked and he smirked and made his way to me.

"First let me show you how its done Nicole.."

He took it from my hand and then leaned over past me pushing his body against me pinning me against the table.

He breath in deeply as if controlling himself and moved back.

I saw him gaze down at me and then felt something cover my ears and I saw something on his as well and I realized it was ear muffs.

He winked and then walked away and began loading his gun.

"Okay so usually I have Paul throw this shit for me when he comes over but today I'll be doing it myself.."

He called back and I simply watched him as I still stood against the table.

"I'm starting off with one so you can follow easily" he turned and looked amused and I rolled my eyes.

"Hopefully I'll hit it" his eyes trailed down my body and he then turned away.

He hit it right on target and I smiled and clapped for him which caused him to look at me and he smiled back before throwing a couple more while I gazed at how Brock looked handling that rifle.

Especially with his jeans so damn tight and his t-shirt clinging to him as his muscles contracted with each movement.

As my eyes trailed up his beastly body I realized he was speaking to me.

"Erm what?" I asked and he shook his head.

He walked over to me as close as before.

"Its your turn.." He moved back and load the gun again.

"You ever shot a gun before?" He looked at me briefly before focusing on it again.

"Yeah when I was younger, my grandparents used to own a farm so.."

I shrugged and his eyes shot up.

"You lived on a farm?"

"Yeah kinda... That surprises you?"

I sighed.

"No , impresses me Nicole you're full of good surprises" he looked at me as if thinking but then looked back down at the rifle.

"Er .. Okay" he cleared his throat.

"So I'm going to explain all this shit to you just to be safe.."

I moved closer , "you afraid I'll get hurt"

I whispered and tilted my head as I gazed up at him.

"What do you think?"

He shrugged and I simply smiled and moved back a bit to give him some room to show me what to do.

"Always keep your gun down range.." He looked at me as I nodded.

"Your safety is down here" I looked over to where his thumb was located.

"Safety is on, the S means safe..if you can't see the S you're"

"I'm not safe.. I know the basics Brock"

He simply looked at me and handed me the rifle.

"Remember what I told ya, down range" I heard him as he moved behind me.

"Okay so I lift it up like this and then aim and.." I gazed ahead as I held it up but felt his fingers on mine.

"Never put your fingers on the trigger if you're not ready to shoot. Just put it over here" he placed my fingers away from it and I tried to ignore the effect of his touch heating up my body.

"That way there's less risk of you tripping and falling and hurting yourself.. Er you don't have to do this if you don't feel comfortable I just thought.."

My eyes fell on him, "I want to do it " I reassured him and he nodded.

"Alright you ready?" I saw him lean over and pick up a clay pigeon.

And no they weren't real pigeons ..

"I hope so"

I giggled which caused him to laugh a bit before throwing it in the air and I immediately fired three shots but I couldn't see .

I heard his voice.
"Hey you got it on the second shot" he smiled.

"I did?" I smiled and I moved towards him as I wanted to hug him.

"Woah safety on.." he moved away from me.

"Shit sorry" he simply laughed at me and I realized he loved doing this as even though he was amusing himself with me.

I could see he loved sharing it with me.

"Trying to kill me Garcia?" He cocked his eyebrow and I was surprised by him using my real surname, well half of it anyway.

Most wrestlers didn't even know it.

"Not at the moment but I think I'll carry it around in case you start calling me Barbie again Lesnar" I winked as I held the weapon to my side.

He laughed again, "nah...Uhm no barbie..."

He looked away. "I'm no fucking Ken.."

He looked back at me as if searching my eyes but I wasn't sure what for.

"So you ain't barbie" he shrugged and before I could respond he picked up some more and I got into position.

"Er I need to reload.."

"Oh.." He placed the things down and walked over to me and took the rifle from my hands and I leaned against his arm so I could peek as he ejected the used shells and he reloaded it.

He sighed, "You're not wearing a bra?"

His voice was low.

"What?" I was confused about the random question until I realized my nipples were hard as it was a bit chilly.

I took the weapon from his hands ignoring his question.

"You ready?"

I nodded.

"One or two.."

"Er. Two" he smirked.

"Okay.. If you were at the shooting range you'd actually say pull if you'd want me to throw"

"Pull!" I saw one flying and I shot and got it.

"Pull! " I hit the next one as well as I focused on it, I felt the need to impress him and well I didn't want to look like I couldn't handle it.

He was right, it was calming but I'm pretty sure it was more because of the distraction of having him so close.

"Okay I'm ready for the.." he cut me off .

"I'm waiting for the..."

I turned to look at him as I didn't know what he was referring to.

"When you're at the range what do you.."

"Oh...Pull!" I screamed out and he threw two at the exact same time.

"Brock!" I squealed as I was confused and shot in several directions and I heard him chuckling.

I pouted as I missed both shots, "its okay.. Look you have to make sure your barrel is level with your eyes. If you see the shit flying ahead of you look straight, keep it straight but if you see it travelling to the left, move further to the left.."

He explained and I sighed, he moved back and leaned against the wall.

"So break the gun.." I bent it and the empty shells shot against my arm.

"Shit!" I breath out and he immediately leant forward.

I nodded, "yeah just wasn't expecting it" I smiled.

He ran his fingers over my arm making sure and then spoke.

"So now we're going to shoot some rabbits.. And well rabbits can't fly so" I rolled my eyes and watched him step onto the grass.

"I'm going to throw it down.. this and you just follow it like I told you"

I missed it ..

"I don't like this rabbit stuff.."

He looked amused.

"Just one more okay?" His blue eyes burned into mine.

"Okay.. Pull!"

I waited but nothing.. He was still staring at me and I realized where he was staring.

"Are my nipples distracting you Brock?"

He casually bit his lip and shook his head and I rolled my eyes.

"Pull!"

He threw it and I focused and Bam, got it.

I set the gun down and ran off the porch and jumped onto him.

"I fucking showed those rabbits not to mess with Nikki Bella" I beamed and he laughed as he looked at me .

"What the little hunter you are.." I rolled my eyes as if they were actual rabbits I would kill myself before doing it.

He moved with me onto the patio and set me down on the table, "Calm?" I nodded with a smile.

"You?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Not at all.." I was confused but he pushed his body against mine as he stood between my legs and I realized why.

His eyes were focused on mine and I felt my body heating up as it always did when he was this close. I trailed my fingers up his arms feeling some of his veins bump against them as he was getting hot until my fingers remained on the nape of his neck.

"You're not wearing a bra.." I heard his low voice again as I felt his finger tips over my exposed stomach and it slowly slipped underneath my tree and gripped my breast.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from him , I loved the way he looked at me . I couldn't describe it more than simply saying I could see the want for me in them.

He squeezed harder and I moved against his touch and he immediately let go and gripped my waist as he leaned down and kissed me hard.

I moaned into his lips as I felt his Beast digging into my stomach through his jeans.

He broke the kiss and moved back.

"Take off your jeans.." He whispered and I hopped off and did what he said and he gripped my thighs again and lift me back up.

He took off his shirt swiftly and threw it onto the grass as he clutched my face again and pushed me back onto the table.

"Have you ever fucked outside before?" He whispered in my ear before biting along my jaw.

"No..." I whispered back .

"Neither have I..."

I saw a smirk on his face and I felt his hand reach down between us and heard the unbuckling of his belt.

The coolness of the buckle briefly hitting my skin contrasting with how hot I was for this man right now.

"Don't worry I won't be as rough as yesterday. I still want to fuck you tonight as well" I shuddered at his words as he pushed my underwear to the side and he slowly eased into me.

Whether he was rough or not. I'd be sore either way but I would push through it just to have him inside me.

"Fuck ,you're so tight.." He breath out as he continued pushing in.

No, you're so big..

"Mmmm..." Was all I managed to get out and I felt his tongue on my lips and I opened it and he kissed me roughly as he soon picked up his pace.

I heard his grunts fill my ear as I pushed up against him as he pounded me against the wooden table. I wrapped my legs around him and he groaned loudly as I felt him going even deeper with each thrust.

I moaned loudly as pain mixed with pleasure filled me at being with the Beast.

His hands left me as he placed them on each side of me on the table and his eyes burned into mine again as he hovered over me.

I never liked the idea of looking into someone's eyes while doing it as it felt slightly awkward to me but with him it was the sexiest thing and I didn't want to stop.

He slowed down a bit slowly drawing out and then pushing hard back in.

Repeating it as I knew he was close but he wanted to prolong it even more.

I pushed myself against him as I couldn't wait anymore, I needed him.

"Fuck Nicole!"

He immediately bent back down and kissed me as he pushed into me hard one last time and I felt myself losing myself underneath him.

A/N:

Hope you liked Brock's little calming lesson ;)

Did you like all the media of Brock included as well?

As always thank you for reading xx