R.L. Mathewson Chronicles

Camping Trip VI

“We can talk about this!” Danni yelled over her shoulder, wondering why she was running.

The hungry growl was the only reminder that she needed to get her ass moving faster. One minute she’d been mesmerized by the muscles working in his right arm as he lazily stroked himself and the next…

The next she was running through the woods away from her mate and wondering when the hell he’d lost his goddamn mind. She stopped wondering the second that she caught his scent and knew that this one was definitely on her. Whatever scent her body was giving off, and something told her that between Christofer’s blood and the demon blood that she’d consumed over the past year that it was pretty fucking strong, Caine couldn’t seem to think straight around it.

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“You want them to scent us?” Danni repeated back slowly even as her beautiful eyes shifted red and focused on his hand, which was currently stroking the hard-on he’d been fighting all day since he’d scented her hormones begin to shift this morning.

It had taken everything he’d had to keep his hands off her this morning when all he wanted to do was to bend her over and fuck her every time he caught so much as a hint of her scent. Christ, he’d thought she’d smelled good before, but now that everything was in working order and her body had finally regulated itself to Christofer’s blood, she smelled fucking amazing.

She was driving him out of his fucking mind and she had no idea. None whatsoever. All day she’d acted like nothing was wrong, like every smile that she gave him, every time she touched him or sat on his lap wasn’t fucking torture. He wanted her so badly that he’d spent most of the day trying to avoid her, taking cold showers and struggling against the urge to pull his cock out and stroke it until some of the pressure went away.

The power she had over him was fucking terrifying, but this…

Camping Trip: Part IV

“And what exactly are we doing?” she couldn’t help but ask when Caine pulled off to the side of the road and parked beside a thick copse of trees.

“Compromising,” was all he said before he turned off the engine, pocketed the keys and jumped out of the truck, leaving her sitting there wondering how driving to the opposite side of town during a full moon was a compromise when they should be waiting with the others to make sure that the Pack didn’t get too close to town.

Torn between embarrassment and curiosity, she decided to sit there for a few more minutes and see where he was going with this. When he reached into the back of the truck and grabbed his gear, she decided that she could forget about the public humiliation just for a little while so that she could assuage her curiosity. Without waiting for an invitation, mostly because it didn’t appear as though Caine was going to extend her one anytime soon, she jumped out of the truck, closed her door, grabbed her gear and scrambled to catch up with him.

“How exactly is this compromising?” she asked a minute later when she finally managed to catch up with him as he navigated his way through the woods as the pitch black night finally set in.

Camping Trip: Part III

“A little to the right,” Chris said with an exaggerated sigh of pleasure, earning a curse from him as he grabbed the hand reaching for his son’s throat and yanked it back, twisted it and used the hold to pull the seriously pissed off Shifter off his son, who even Ephraim had to admit had this one coming.

“Just let me kill him!” Kale said, coming as close to begging as Ephraim had ever heard, letting him know just how far his son had managed to push the shifter with his typical bullshit.

Camping Trip: Part II

“Well, this is just fucking terrific,” Chris said, looking across the fire at the two men that he was spending Father’s Day with instead of his mate and children.

“We didn’t have a choice,” his father said, picking up a small twig and tossed it in the roaring fire that they’d started an hour ago when they’d realized that this wasn’t going to be a simple mission, not when they were now short two people thanks to the asshole glaring at him.

“He could have come back after dropping her off,” he bit out, knowing that he was pouting and not really giving a flying fuck.

This was Father’s Day and he was supposed to be home with his family, holding his babies and showing the woman that had given him everything just how much she meant to him, but instead he was here, in the middle of nowhere on the off-chance that a rogue Pack was going to try and make it’s way through their territory. If the asshole had kept his mouth shut, he could be home right now enjoying time with his family.

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“Shut. The. Fuck. Up,” Kale bit out, but the little bastard wasn’t listening.

“Aw, is little Kale tired?” Chris asked mockingly with a chuckle as he tossed a backpack to Kale, who simply stood there, glaring at the little bastard and regretting his decision not to kill the little shit as the bag hit him and fell to the ground.

Glaring at the little prick that his little Izzy had made him promise a dozen times today alone not to kill, maim, or harm in any way, Kale leaned over, grabbed the bag and threw it over his shoulder as he struggled against temptation and forced himself to turn around and walk away. He didn’t need to look back to know that this little group of misfits and assholes was following him into the woods. Barely twenty feet in, he stepped aside and allowed Ephraim, the group’s unofficial leader, to walk past him along with Chris, who smartly just yawned as he walked past him, followed by Caine, but when Dani tried to step past him, he simply placed his hand on her arm and shook his head.

The Cafeteria Wars…..Conclusion and Information

“Cole Bradford?”

“Yes?” he said, trying not to fidget in his chair while his cousins sat beside him, looking bored.

“Your parents are here,” Mrs. Benet said, still looking just as furious as she had an hour ago when she’d been forced to call every available teacher to clear the cafeteria while the police stepped in with the EMTs and tried to talk the cafeteria staff into leaving the walk-in freezer where they’d barricaded themselves once things had gone….south.

“Think mom will homeschool us this time or do you think they’ll hire us a tutor?” Sebastian asked, sounding unconcerned as Cole sat there, wondering how things had gone so bad, so fast.

“They might have Aunt Jodi tutor us,” Jonathan said, sounding hopeful, most likely because she loved to cook and it usually didn’t take much prompting or pouting to get her to whip them up something delicious to eat.

“She’s got the twins to take care of,” Sebastian pointed out with a shrug.

“We could help,” Jonathan said, pulling out what Cole already recognized as his grandfather’s iPhone.

“That’s true,” Sebastian agreed with an absent nod as he leaned over to look at whatever it was that his twin was looking at while Cole sat there, staring at his cousins in horror, wondering why they weren’t panicking.

Cafeteria War IV: Full Circle

“God, you feel so fucking good,” Jason groaned wrapped his arms around Haley and held her close as he kissed her neck, loving the way that her skin felt against his lips.

“I thought you said that all you wanted was a kiss,” Haley groaned even as she reached between them and cupped him through his pants.

“It is,” he reassured her. “You’re the one trying to take advantage of me in a broom closet,” he said, licking his lips when she ran her hand down his length and-

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“Oh….God…..please, no!” Zoe muttered in horror as her plate slipped from her fingers and crashed on the floor with a loud clank as the thick plastic plate hit the floor, sending food everywhere, but she barely noticed.

All of her attention was on the two large men, wearing worn “New England Patriot’s” t-shirts, who’d made the mistake of coming between several Bradfords and a fresh pan of fried chicken. This was not going to end well, her panicked mind quickly realized as she automatically glanced around to make sure that her children were a safe distance away, only remembering that they were still in school with a relieved sigh. Before she could release that sigh of relief, she suddenly found two large hands gripping her by the arms, picking her up and setting her aside as Darrin, Reese and Trevor smoothly stepped in front of her, blocking her view and giving her the only chance that she was probably going to get to leave before things went bad.

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Do it,” Matthew bit out, narrowing his eyes on him as he tried to stare him down, but since Jonathan had a good six inches on his little brother, he simply shoved Matthew away and focused his attention back on the book that he was trying to read.

“Go away,” he said when Matthew came right back and commenced with his glare.

“No.”

“Are you really going to make me hurt you?” Jonathan asked around a yawn, already bored at the prospect of beating his little brother up.

“Are you going to help us?” Matthew countered, intensifying his glare.

“No.”

“Then I guess the answer is yes,” Matthew said, not really sounding all that concerned about his impending wedgie, but that probably had something to do with Jonathan’s twin brother Sebastian standing behind him, adding his own glare into the mix.