Matthew Big Mouth Novels & Stories

His grip was cruel, his grin even crueler. “Go? Your old man ran off with our money,” the man sneered, his breath reeking of tobacco and cheap liquor. “Now you’re the payment. We’ll sell you overseas—see how much you’re worth. But even selling ten of you wouldn’t make up the debt. You’d better serve your customers well… or you’ll die trying.” Matthew stepped forward without hesitation. “Touch her again, and—” Before he could finish, a steel baseball bat swung through the air and smashed against his skull with a sickening crack.

I wait awkwardly and stare down at the mat. For each response he teaches me, David acts out a scenario, him being the bad guy and me being myself. He'll grab my hands, arms, neck, legs—all with an unrealistic gentleness. Each time we start a new scenario and I am once again stuck, I think about him suddenly grabbing harder and never letting go. He'll bring his arm around my throat and squeeze and throw me to the ground. He'll pin me and smile because no matter how hard I push, I won't be able to get him off. I wait for him to switch into this sadistic character I've painted in my head, no longer paying attention to the instructions I'm supposed to be following to release myself.

“What? Why should I say something like that?' I fearfully questioned. My hands were sweating, my heart began beating at a faster rate, and I couldn’t tell what he was talking about. Suddenly, my mouth went numb, and I couldn’t tell what he was saying at all. Mate? My brother? Fuck him? No, I just heard incorrectly, and I was sure he didn’t just say those words to me. I probably must still be in some dream, right? “You heard me correctly, Oceana, and I know you are not deaf. Announce to the world that Your Brother Is Your Mate. You want to fuck and claim him? Isn’t that a good idea?”

he replied, his tone carrying a hint of frustration. "In your dreams! I refuse to be called your mate. I want nothing to do with you, so let's get this over with," I spat, my voice filled with hate. As I spoke those words, anger flushed across his face, but I remained unfazed. "I, Selena Gomez Rain, reject you, Alpha Duncan Durham Mendes, as my mate!" I declared firmly, emphasizing my rejection.

Matt moaned as he felt his hard cock give a jerk and then explode inside the boy's sucking mouth. The boy dutifully swallowed every drop of Matt's cum and never gagged or sputtered. The boy was definitely a natural-born cock sucker. Groaning as the boy milked the remaining drops of cum from his hard cock, Matt looked down at the boy's innocent face as he looked forward to the next part of tonight's coaching session.

Even as Dahlia struggled violently, she cried, "Please, Orion! I know you're worried about Elara, but you should watch your words! "I am Emery's mother! You're insulting my love for my own son!" "Love?!" Orion laughed sardonically and suddenly assumed his wolf form, sinking his razor-sharp claws into Dahlias' shoulder. "Don't bother trying to fool me! I knew something was strange about what happened that day, and my friends investigated it!

Mommy has to go save some other pups. Then, I promise, it's just you and me against the world.

I leaned against the window, watching telephone poles blur past, and wondered how everything had changed in twenty-four hours. One day I was scraping plates in a booth near the interstate, dodging catcalls and dodging rent. The next, I was apparently being transported across the country because some supernatural council had decided I belonged to an alpha I’d never met. Correction: an Alpha. Capital A. Leader of the Silver Fang Pack. Multi-billionaire. Ruthless businessman. I’d heard his name before who hadn’t? Daxon Reyes was all over the news whenever he acquired another tech firm, shut down a rival, or made some cryptic power move that sent Wall Street into chaos.

I rather be mateless than be the laughing stock of the school. MATE !MATE !MATE! Gray shouted but I locked him out and looked at Bennett, and said "I would rather be mateless then be mates with a nerd like you" then walked away and back to where my parents. As I reached the stadium my mom did the unthinkable. She slapped me. I looked at her with wide eyes as she glared at me

"Watch your mouth." "Or what?" Marcus laughed. "You'll challenge me? You're not ready, boy. And the council knows it." The elders murmured, nodding. Marcus turned to me. "You've embarrassed this pack. A mute human with no wolf, spreading her legs for a half-breed playboy. Do you have any idea what this does to our reputation?" I opened my mouth. No sound came out. The panic was closing in. Kael stepped forward. "She's not a whore. She's my mate."