The 2015 R.L. Mathewson Chronicles Collection Page 7

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

  She could ask him for anything, absolutely anything at this moment and it would be hers, he realized, closing his eyes and savoring her rich scent as he slowly stroked his cock, making sure to tease the ring at the tip, pretending that it was her talented little tongue teasing it the way that always drove them both out of their fucking minds.

  God, he had to have her, he decided, opening his eyes, not caring that everything was now in various shades of red or that there was probably a very large Pack headed their way. All he wanted to do was to drop to his knees, lick her pussy and savor her sweet scent before he pushed her over onto her hands and knees and fucked her until he filled her with his seed.

  Which was a problem, because neither one of them wanted children.

  At least that’s what he kept telling himself, but it was becoming more difficult with each passing day to remember why he’d made that decision, especially when he saw just how much joy the children of the compound brought their parents. Sometimes he’d find himself standing outside the nursery, watching the children and wondering what it would be like to see his own child curled up in a crib, sleeping peacefully with a sweet little smile on his face, but then he would force himself to walk away and remind himself that it was never going to happen.

  Danni didn’t want children and no matter how he was starting to feel about them, he would never ask her to do something that she didn’t want, which was why he’d kept his hands to himself all day. He’d hoped that no one else would notice or care so that he could stay with the group and cut the chances of him fucking up down, but then the asshole just had to open his fucking mouth.

  Maybe he should have taken her to the hotel, he thought, running the tip of his tongue over his fang as he watched her every move, but he knew that if he had that he would have fucked up and fucked her, and kept fucking her until he could scent his seed taking root. The scents of old sex, mixed with the sounds of humans fucking would have been too much for him to take, which is why he was here, out in the middle of nowhere where she actually had a chance to survive the night without him fucking this whole thing up.

  Taking her here was the best thing for everyone, he absently decided, savoring the scent of her body ripening and her sheath becoming wet as he continued to stroke himself. He could use this situation to find some relief, get a taste of her and then before he did something completely fucked up, he would use all this pent up frustration to put that Pack back in its place and keep the town safe.

  It was the best plan, he repeated for himself as he took a step towards her, the only plan.

  Part 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.

  “Mine!” he growled, which normally would have had her licking her lips and reaching for his belt, but since that was the only thing that he’d seemed to be able to say, well, rather growl, it had the opposite effect on her.

  She opened her mouth to try to talk some sense into him when she caught his scent, the one that he was giving off thanks to her, and quickly shut her mouth with a whimper.

  Shit!

  She bit her bottom lip hard as she stumbled and nearly went head first into a big oak tree, but she managed to catch herself at the last second, which just happened to save her ass, literally, as she ducked out of Caine’s wild reach and moved her ass. Her lungs started to burn as she ran through the woods, desperate for air, but she that would mean risking taking in his scent and since they were in the middle of the woods with a possible Pack closing in on them, she really didn’t think that it was a good idea.

  It would probably cause the Pack to shift in their direction if they caught their scent, but let’s just be honest here, she didn’t really feel like having a Pack of werewolves come upon her while she was naked, panting and screaming her mate’s name. It just didn’t sound like her idea of a good time. She wasn’t exactly a prude since she usually never had a problem with taking advantage of her mate, especially when they were on patrol and things were slow, but that was only when she knew without a doubt that they were alone…

  And her mate was not out of his fucking mind with lust.

  There was a huge difference between dropping to her knees and passing the time by seeing how crazy she could make Caine by playing with his piercing until he lost control, ripped her panties off and bent her over the nearest surface and-

  “Mine!”

  -this.

  “Mine!” Caine snarled just before he lunged for her, but thanks to Chris and Ephraim’s mandatory lessons to help her, “Man up,” she saw that move coming a mile away and ducked just in time. He landed on the ground with a pained grunt and for a split second she considered stopping to help him, but then he just had to go ahead and look up at her through glowing red eyes and snarled, “Mine,” as his fangs dropped.

  Yup, definitely time to run.

  She’d never been in this part of the woods before and as tempted as she was to scent the air to figure out which was would bring her to safety, meaning back to the Ephraim’s camp, where she could get a little help getting him under control. Then again, maybe that was a bad idea she thought, wondering just strong her scent was to make her mate lose his mind like this.

  He was always in control.

  Always.

  Of course, she’d never been fertile before so she really wasn’t sure what to expect, especially since she’d been drinking a mixture of Christofer’s blood and an assortment of demon blood over the past year. God only knows what that blood combination had done to her body. Considering that the combination had made her reproductive organs grow back, she really wasn’t sure that she wanted to know what the blood had done to change her system and it was definitely changed.

  One look at her lust-crazed mate only confirmed her suspicions that the blood had somehow tweaked with her system and definitely not in a good way. Whatever it was had her mate, her very naked and very aroused mate, chasing her through the woods, acting like he was out of his mind with bloodlust.

  Her eyes teared up as she continued to run, trying her best to ignore the stitch in her side or her body’s demand to breathe. It wasn’t that she needed to breathe, but her body was used to it and didn’t like to go without it. She kept running, wondering if she was going to have to try and find a lake or something to take a dip in so that-

  “Well, well, well, what do we have here?” the deep voice with a touch of a Boston accent asked as a set of strong arms wrapped around her and-

  “Mine!”

  Part 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 lea
ning 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.

  “And you are?” she asked, cocking a brow in question as she absently pushed Caine’s hand away from her breast as she focused on the shifter watching them, who looked very amused by the site of Caine out of his mind with lust and reduced to growling and pawing at her.

  “Drew,” he said, his lips twitching with amusement when Caine bared his fangs and growled a low warning that the shifter easily ignored. “And you must be Danni?” he guessed, absently scratching his chest.

  “And you know this how?” she demanded, struggling not to roll her eyes, but it was a difficult endeavor when Drew’s lips twitched with amusement as she was forced to wrestle her way out of Caine’s arms so that she could stand in front of him and block that ridiculously large appendage that was bobbing every few seconds, desperately searching for a way to get to her.

  Giving her a bad boy smile, and yes, we was quite familiar with those bad boy smiles thanks to living in a house with shifters, Pytes and Chris, Drew lazily gestured towards Caine was now kissing her neck desperately as he reached around, grabbed each one of her breasts and used his hold to pull her back against him, making her sigh, because really there was no point in trying to explain this, especially to a shifter. “Your mate stopped by my bar last month to catch up on a few things and look for some prick,” Drew said, seemingly undisturbed by the fact that Caine was now under the control of his cock.

  But then again, weren’t most men?

  “You mean Joshua?” she asked, trying to pretend that she wasn’t currently being felt up at the moment and tried to focus on the shifter before her while her mate settled for grinding that large erection between his legs against her bottom, most likely trying to entice her to let him have his way with her.

  “Name sounds familiar,” Drew said offhandedly as he gestured to the perverted bastard behind her. “Now, do you mind telling me why you’re patrolling my lands on a full moon?”

  “Your lands?” she asked with a touch of annoyance as she was forced to slap Caine’s hand when it tried to go south.

  “That’s what I said,” Drew drawled, leaning against the tree as he shifted his attention past her and his easy going expression evaporated before her eyes just as she scented a second shifter approaching.

  “The Council was told that a rogue Pack was heading in this direction tonight,” she said, shooting a curious glance over her shoulder to see a short, curvy brunette, trying to bite back a smug smile, saunter past them.

  “Someone lied to them,” Drew bit out tightly as his eyes shifted to silver and narrowed on the short woman shooting him a wink as she walked past him. “I own this land and the one to the north of it where your friends are beating the shit out of some Sentinel, who seems hell-bent on driving the prick out of his mind.”

  Since she could easily guess who the prick was, and really didn’t care, because she was intrigued by the way that Drew was glaring at the female shifter walking past him and heading deeper into the woods, she didn’t ask for clarification.

  “Leave,” Drew snarled at the female, who sent him a huge smile and a wink as she reached back, grabbed a hold of her shirt and tossed it at him with a, “Nope,” before she threw the black lacy bra that she wore at him, turned around and walked off towards the woods as she kicked off her shoes and pushed down her boots.

  Drew stood there, glaring at the naked woman walking away even as she began to shift, licking his lips hungrily and looking like he’d give everything he had for the right to throttle her with his bare hands.

  Since it was obvious that he’d forgotten all about them, especially when he shoved his pants down, revealing a rather angry looking erection of his own and shifted into one of the largest werewolves that she’d ever seen, picked up the woman’s discarded bra and panties with his razor sharp teeth and slowly stalked after the much smaller werewolf, she decided that perhaps now was as good a time as any to get her mate out of the woods and somewhere safe until he snapped out of this.

  “Mine!” he said as he finally managed to cup her between her legs and followed that with a growled, “Fucking wet.”

  Yeah, it was definitely time to go…

  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.

  He was reacting to her, which was a little unnerving and made her seriously wonder what all that demon blood and Christofer’s blood had done to her, because a human male should not be able to pick up on the fact that she was fertile. And yes, she refused to refer to it as her coming into heat, because she wasn’t a fucking dog and the next person who called it that was going to seriously get bitch slapped.

  “Have a good night,” she said with a forced smile as she reached back and grabbed Caine’s wondering hand as she turned around and-

  “Stop it!” she hissed when she saw the way that he was glaring at the poor guy ready to piss himself.

  “Mine,” Caine growled through clenched teeth, which helped hide the fact that his fangs had slid down.

  “O-okay,” the human male said, swallowing nervously as he stumbled back into the wall and edged towards the door marked, “Office.”

  Sighing, she reached up with her free hand and made sure that the sunglasses that she’d forced him to wear were snuggly in place so that the red eyes that she knew were glimmering with possessive rage were hidden. Once that was done and Caine released a growl of warning that sent the clerk running for the office, she shook her head in disgust and dragged him out of the front office.

  “This is going to be a long night,” she muttered to herself as she dragged him towards the opposite side of the parking lot and the room that she’d rented for the night.

  “You smell so fucking good,” he growled as he used his hold on her hand and pulled her to a stop so that he could lean in brush his lips down her neck, causing a shiver of pleasure to rip through her body, “but I bet you taste even better.”

  She opened her mouth to remind him that they needed to be careful when the bastard went ahead and skimmed the tips of his fangs down her neck, earning another groan as he pressed the hard erection waiting for her against her bottom and ground against her, earning an, “Oh, my God,” as she felt warmth begin to spread through her body.

  “As soon as we get in that room,” he growled, wrapping one arm around her waist as he reached down and took the key out her trembling hand, “you either better get on your hands and knees or drop to your knees, because one way or another I plan on being inside you within the next minute.”

  Her mouth fluttered open as her brain struggled to find a response, but all she could think about was how badly she suddenly wanted to drop to her knees and suck on his large cock as she flicked his pierc
ing with her tongue until he lost control. She suddenly wanted that so badly that she thought she would die if she didn’t wrap her lips around him as he slid inside her mouth.

  What hell was wrong with her? she absently wondered as she allowed him to lead her to the door of their hotel room. One minute she was focused on getting him away from every body and talking some sense into him and the next she felt like her entire body was on fire and she die if he didn’t fuck her.

  “Your scent’s stronger,” he growled approvingly as he slid the key inside the lock, shoved the door open and guided her inside.

  Before the sound of the door shutting behind them with a click echoed throughout the room, she found herself turned around, pressed up against the door and her pants and panties ripped clean from her body. She slapped her hands against the door, tilted her hips and pushed back, no longer caring that they might fuck up tonight and make the biggest mistake of their lives.