R.L. Mathewson Chronicles

What Really Happened: Part V & Honeymoon from Hell News…Amazon

“Darrin, stop.”

The words sent a chill down his spine as he slowly opened his eyes and looked down at the beautiful woman beneath him. He felt his stomach drop as dread slammed into him.

He’d just seriously fucked up.

God, he couldn’t believe how badly he’d just fucked up. All these years of struggling to stay in control, forcing himself to act like it didn’t tear him apart when she saw other men, that he didn’t want to kill every last fucking one of them with his hands, but he’d somehow always believed the bullshit that they meant nothing and that one day she would realize what they had, but he’d just ruined everything because he couldn’t keep his fucking dick under control.

What Really Happened: Part IV

“Do not push back. Do not push back. Do not push back. Do not push back,” Marybeth told herself as her fingers dug into the couch cushion beneath her while she struggled to ignore the incredibly large, hard erection that brushed against her bottom anytime Darrin shifted.

Which was a lot.

God, he felt so good, too damn good.

What Really Happened: Part III

Danny’s Side of the Story…

The night that it all began all those years ago…

“I’m hungry,” Danny grumbled as he tossed the remote on the couch cushion next to him so that he could rub his hands down his face with the hopes that the small movement would somehow give him the energy to stay awake.

“Me, too,” Marybeth said next to him as she laid down on her side and laid her legs across his, using him to get more comfortable as she released a small yawn and curled up, “I’ll take Chinese food. Thanks.”

What Really Happened: Part II

“Okay, asshole, spill,” Jason snapped as soon the SUV pulled away, getting in his face with the other large bastard stepping up behind him.

Sighing heavily, not only because he had no fucking clue what they were talking about and not really caring, Darrin leaned back against the side of Trevor’s truck and asked, “What now?”

Trevor shouldered Jason out of the way and got in his face, trying to intimidate him, which was really just fucking sad. “Spill.”

Cocking a brow, he reached out and shoved the large bastard back and out of his space. “If you want to know something, just ask,” he said, really not in the mood for this today, not when he should be inside the Fire & Brimstone finding out what his brother had been hiding all these years.

What Really Happened: Part I An NFH Chronicle

“This is fucking bullshit,” Jason said with a murderous glare towards the large man standing in the doorway of the restaurant they were trying to get into, who just happened to be glaring right back at Jason with his large muscular arms crossed over his chest, silently daring Jason to try and get past him.

Marybeth sighed heavily as she leaned back against her husband, pleased when Darrin wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, rewarding her with a kiss on the top of her head as he no doubt joined in the glaring game. “He’s never going to let us inside,” she pointed out for probably the third time that day since her husband and his cousins had announced that they were going to try to get into the Fire & Brimstone Pub tonight.

“Oh, I’ll get in there, guaranteed,” Trevor said tightly, shooting Lucifer a glare that only made the larger Bradford’s lips twitch with amusement as he gestured lazily for them to leave.

Camping Trip: Part XI

“Break the fucking door down!” Caine screamed, terrified that if they didn’t break down that door soon that Danni would-

“Oh, fuck yes!” he groaned seconds later, helpless to do anything else when his mate, locked her beautiful red eyes on him as use the hold she had on his cock and brought the tip up and wrapped her very talented lips around the tip, just enough so that she could wrap her lips around his piercing and suckle, forcing his exhausted cock to beg for more.

Camping Trip X

“Mine,” that terrifying growl came again as incredible beautiful red eyes locked on him.

“Danni?” he asked, not really sure what he was asking since her scent told him everything that he needed to know and apparently his cock was definitely onboard with absolutely anything and everything that she might have in mind, but part of him, an incredibly small part of him, wasn’t sure that they should be doing this.

“Mine!” she growled again, reminding him of the reason that this just might not be such a good idea.

“Danni, why don’t we go back in the shower?” he suggested, wincing when his cock angrily jerked against his stomach, clearly announcing its displeasure with his plans, but he couldn’t do this, no matter how badly he wanted to and God, how he wanted to.

Camping Trip IX

“Calm the fuck down!” Eric snapped over the phone while Caine was forced to reach over and grab hold of the doorframe and crush it until pieces of wood, dust and plaster crumbled beneath his hand as he struggled to keep it together, but damn near impossible to do while he was forced to stand over his mate and watch as she sat in the tub, hugging her legs tightly to her chest and laid her head on her knees, trembling as she struggled to deal with whatever hell her body was putting her through while he stood there on the phone, fucking useless.

“Don’t tell me to calm down,” he snarled viciously as he forced himself to look away from the sight of her, because he honestly wasn’t sure how much more of this he could take.

Camping Trip: Part VIII

Maybe she should have taken him back to the mansion instead, Danni absently thought as she discretely slapped Caine’s hand away when it made another attempt to grab her breast.

Maybe not, she decided when he released a vicious growl as he went in for another grab, forcing her to slap his hand away even as she smoothly stepped in front of him, coming between him and the visibly frightened man, staring at them in mute horror as he limply held out a worn copper key attached to a cheap off-white, warped keychain that had seen better days.

“Thank you,” she said with a forced smile, accepting the key as she choked back a gasp when the horny bastard behind her switched his focus to her ass.

“Y-you’re welcome,” the poor man that would probably require years of therapy thanks to them mumbled absently as he kept his terrified gaze locked on Caine, instinctually knowing that if he so much as gazed her way that Caine would probably tear his throat out.

Camping Trip VII

“Mine,” Caine snarled, reaching for her with a menacing growl that had her cringing on behalf of the large bastard holding her, but before Caine could follow through with the threat that was so clearly radiating from his incredibly sexy red-eyed glare, the man holding her tossed her away with a chuckle.

“You must be Danni,” the bastard, who’d tossed her without any warning to her sex-crazed mate, said, sounding amused and earning a red-eyed glare of her own.

“Mine!” Caine snarled, narrowing his eyes on the newcomer as he adjusted her in his arms and held her closer, squeezing her tight and making sure that the other man knew exactly who she belonged to.

Sighing heavily as she pushed her mate’s overeager hand off her breast, she focused on the shifter leaning lazily against the tree with his arms folded over his bare, and extremely impressive chest that really didn’t do anything for her, and couldn’t help but wonder why Caine wasn’t attacking him.

Then again, Caine did seem to be preoccupied with trying to shove his hand beneath her shirt so that he could palm her breast as he glared the other man down. Since he seemed to have other things on his mind, she decided that it was up to her to find out what this Shifter was doing here.