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I growled again. "Open fire!" The command was given and it had to be obeyed, I knew what would come after. If only would listen for once, even from a distance I could hear the pumping of their blood, I could smell it and even taste it already, I remembered how sweet and salty it was, I remembered how warm and thick it felt on my tongue, I could recall how filled and satisfied I was after I drank; with just one sip I was addicted... How could I hold myself back from taking another sip, another bite, when the world couldn't stop me how I could stop myself when I knew not what I had become.

*** ~~~ CHANCÉ~~~ *** Since the last time River and I had sex, I’ve been thinking about that moment nonstop. I feel like a drug addict in withdrawal — conflicted, restless, and completely obsessed. Am I an addict? I don’t know, but if you can’t stay away from something and you obsess over it every second, then yeah… I guess I am. My drug is sex with River Dawson. I can’t stop craving it, so instead, I’m avoiding him.

Worshipped, finally. After a minute he kissed my shoulder, soft. “Same time tomorrow,” he murmured against my skin. “Bring that hunger.” I nodded, still dazed, his cum slowly leaking out of me as I stood on shaky legs. I dressed in silence, thighs sticky, pussy throbbing with aftershocks. Guilt tried to creep in on the drive home—Mark’s face flashing in my mind—but it couldn’t touch the heat still burning under my skin. I was addicted. And tomorrow couldn’t come fast enough.

Tomorrow the real war would begin. And I was going to enjoy watching their empire burn while Kane fucked me through every victory. I kissed Kane deep and whispered against his lips. I want it all. He smiled dark and proud. You will have it my greedy queen. Every single piece. The addiction had turned into something much more dangerous. I was no longer just addicted to Kane’s cock. I was addicted to power. And I was ready to take everything.

And that was the most fucked up thing of all. --- THE END Or maybe just the beginning. Because addiction doesn't end. It just keeps burning. And we were both already ash.

Liam read it over my shoulder while his fingers idly played with the cum still leaking from me. My body—kept open for nine days by four Primaries and Liam, trained to the schedule, already aching for the larger number—throbbed in slow, wet, complete anticipation. Seventy-five was no longer a number. It was simply the next time the circle would stretch me until I could not close. And I was already soft for it. The addiction had moved past choice. It had become the shape of my days. To be continued…

With a deep breath, Sam reached over and pushed the red button, knowing he’d get his satisfaction at last. But it would only be temporary. Mia had wound her way beneath his skin, into his blood, and he ‘d become addicted. This was the sort of addiction that couldn’t be cured overnight. This was the kind of addiction that could destroy a man if Sam let it. He’d have to find a way to break free of her, but when she came through the door, staring at him with those wide, innocent eyes, her skirt barely long enough to cover anything, her shirt unbuttoned just to the lacy top of her bra, he knew this was exactly the sort of addiction that could bring him to his knees.

Opening it he read the massage. 'congratulation for the marking and mating, xavion. You must be happy leaving a happy life after ruining mine. Destiny has given me a second chance to seek justice for myself and won't waste it. Does your mate knows about your true side, she must be in delusion that you are a perfect gentleman, don't worry I'll clear her misunderstandings. The war has begun again and this time I'll be the fucking winner...' -your loving enemy Lorenzo "Motherfucker!..."

If only he knew that my body responds well to him and that Alexander Hearst was my addictive drug that I could hardly resist. “I have to go,” I said, opening the door without. I looked at him again. “I’m really sorry, Seb.” He shook his head, planting a quick kiss on my lips before letting me go. I almost ran toward the building, and when I got to my apartment, and as Elle opened the door, she didn’t have the chance to ask me how my night was because I had already run to the bathroom, filling the tub with water. When it was full, I immersed myself in the tub, not bothering to take off my clothes.

Thanks am coming, let me use the restroom Tracy said and walked out. Ella smile and started reading her novel" when Jasper came and sat sat closed to her smiling. Hi beauty Jasper said with smile plaster on his face". Hi my name is Ella what about you slightly said and smile back in return" nice name for a beautiful lady, am Jasper. She blushed but quickly hide it" I guess this novel will be spicy he said taking the novel"which was on Ella desk. Don't tonch Ella said with a stern look". Why?? Jasper asked raising his eye brows with a questioning look.