Matthew Big Mouth Novels & Stories

Ken felt so happy to hold his mate after a long time waiting. Mew on the other hand in his pack house sitting beside the mother of his kids and his lovely mate Filo, by holding her hand. Healers said she was in this state because of too much exhaustion. Still, Mew can't believe that his mate is here with him flesh, blood, and alive. Flin and Sam came back yesterday, they were too here with him waiting for Filo to open her eyes. The strong rotten smell from his mate making obvious that she was still in the spell of black people. So he was so worried about what will happen when she opens his eyes.

His bass voice breaks me from my reverie. “Big dog! My dude!” He slaps my shoulder and shakes me. Ryan's, like, the dude who thinks he's the werewolf Casanova. Dark hair, always perfectly tousled like he stepped out of a shampoo ad. Athletic build, like he could bench press a truck or something. But seriously, his cologne is a bit much – like, calm down, man, we get it, you're trying to impress. Anyway, Ryan's got that whole 'I'm too cool for school' vibe, but hey, it seems to work for him. We've been friends since my parents died and he's been very loyal, so all in all, I trust him more than anyone in this pack even though he can be “excessive” sometimes.

I quizzed, blocking my forehead with my hand, "I know it's a little big but let's not stare." Every set of eyes that was on me dropped to the matte black plates placed upside-down in front of them. They all whispered sorry before gradually going back to what they were doing, some bobbing their head and singing along with the song. They sucked at singing because of the deepness of their voices but I never told them that.

Massaging my head, I muttered, “Damn! I screwed it up bad.” After insulting all of the members of Gilkins Pack, I couldn’t just saunter into their house, could I? Only the intervention of the Moon Goddess could help me now…

Hade said, but he left it up to me to break the news. I stammered out, "Ma, um- um, well," as I tried to explain to her. WHAT IS UP WITH ME TODAY. "Juan, baby, what is it?" she inquired, appearing concerned. It seemed to me that there was no point in sugarcoating the truth, so I blurted it out. "Ma, Hade is my mate, and there is also another girl who is our mate." Her face suddenly took on a look that I couldn't place. Did she hate the idea? Is she mad?

“Open this fucking door and let me out!” True, he had been abusive and a little mentally ill, but Brady had never wanted me to die. I said a little too much, but he deserved it. As his mouth moved close to my ears, I shut my eyes, wrestling the mate bond that rose to the surface.

he replied. "It is Friday, so what are your plans for the weekend?" he asked as if he didn't know well that his bestfriend has a string of women waiting for him. "You know, same old thing" Michael shook his head and smile, " Bro, don't you ever get tired of this game? I bet by now you have almost emptied the milk inside that monster between your legs" Alex threw his head backwards and gave a hearty laugh, " this monster here bro can never go dry, and you Don't you ever get tired of being married and sleeping with only one woman, I can bet my life that this shitty decision is boring"

Miranda shook her head and glanced at her phone, noticing she was dialing a number that ended with 'rommie. Concern etched on Sophia's face. "She’s not usually like this. Why isn't she answering her calls?" Her attention was caught by a guy nearby, his hands tangled in his hair as he scratched his scalp frantically. "Is he possessed?" Miranda asked, shock written on her face as she watched the man. Sophia chuckled. "No, it’s just the effect of the magic powder they use to catch omegas." Roland smirked, his eyes focused on the glass in his hand as he spotted the guy they were discussing.

It had been about the time he bought Renda and the other women from Victoria. “Not who I expected to see on this card,” he remarked. “I’ll have to add them to the map.” “Who is Grave Mouth?” Renda asked. I was surprised that she’d never heard of them. She must not be from the west coast. “Grave Mouth is a pack based in the southwest,” Matt said. “They’re known for smuggling.” He looked at me, “You know something about them?” “Felix used to work with them, but he stopped about three years ago. I’m not sure why.”

"We should stop, don't you think?" His dick was rock hard, hot and I ogle at it, I felt the size once but I never knew it'd be this big. I wonder if it'd fit in my mouth talk more of down there. "Action speaks louder than words, you know?" "Ari sweetheart, I'm not ready to die yet." His left hand held my head in position as I lower my head and take him in my mouth while his right hand was firm on the wheel. Mateo breaths loud and hard as I lap the precum off his dick. So big and veiny. I trace the veins on his cock with the tip of my tongue, sucking off any precum I left out.