Addicted To You Mattheo Riddle Novels & Stories

“Did you? Because you don’t look like someone who made a clear, rational decision. You look like someone who got manipulated into making another mistake.” I spun to face her. “Nobody manipulated me. I chose this. I’m choosing this.” “Why?” The question hung between us. “Because I need them,” I finally admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “Because I’ve tried staying away and I can’t breathe properly. Because nothing else feels right anymore.” Elora’s expression softened slightly. “That’s not love, Ri. That’s addiction.” “Maybe addiction is all I get.” “You deserve better than that.”

Once I find her, whoever she is, I will never hesitate to kiss her, hold her, hug her, own her entire body, heart, and soul. For some unexplainable reason, I just wanted that person to be mine. Mine alone. Addiction, madness, whatever I can call how I feel, I don’t care anymore. That person is mine, and once I find her, I will never let her go no matter what happens. There’s no way I could.

He eyed her like puppy eyes. She giggled and muttered, “I don’t want your girlfriend to get jealous.” Noah was currently taking out the ingredients from the basket and placing them on the island counter. He raised his gaze and looked at Kristel intently. “I wish I had a girlfriend, but I seemed unlucky to win over the girl in my dreams.” “Oh…” Kristel didn’t know how to retort that. She begins to feel uncomfortable with Noah’s burning gaze. She coughed, and just then, Noah blinked and retracted his eyes from her.

“I told you. Now it’s your turn.” I pushed his arm away and spun out of his grasp, once again running my fingers through my hair as I struggled to put the words together in a sentence that was so simple. “What is the problem, Brenda?” I stopped and close my eyes. “You’re addicted to sex”—I opened them again—“and I’m addicted to love.” He stopped. Freeze. His eyes widened a tiny amount. Enough that I noticed it. “I’m addicted to love and people. I get addicted to the sounds of people’s voices and the touches of their hands. I get addicted to their habits, their quirks. I am in love with love.”

"He's not addicted." "Yes, he is. He follows you like a wolf follows a trail. He can't stop himself. It's like he needs to be near you to breathe. It's like you're air and he's been drowning his whole life. You're the only thing that keeps him alive. You're the only thing that matters to him. You're his entire world. You're his everything. You're his reason to wake up in the morning. You're his reason to hope."

“Ride me like you mean it. Tell me you don’t want your old life back.” “I don’t want it back,” I moaned, grinding down on him. “This is all I need. Your cock destroying me every day.” My pussy clenched around him as I got closer. The addiction felt real now. The echoes had taken over completely. I couldn’t imagine leaving these chains or his touch. “Please let me cum. I’m so close.” He held my hips and controlled the pace, keeping me on the edge.

"But what if I wanted it so? "I have loved you since we were kids, but you found a mate before I could tell you how I feel. "So please allow me to win your heart now. Will you let me be your mate?" His scalding breath rustled against my ear, while the scent of pine wood and a cool spring swirled around his stiff body, completely shrouding me. My wolf, which had been dormant for so long, once again howled in delight. - I did not see Orion again, until the Blood Moon Hunt.

She throws the phone at me and has a large cheeky smile on her face. "What? No, no!" I shout. "I'm not ready for-" "Alison?" he says and I'm panicking now. Maddie turns down the music to a soft hum in the background and the beat is replaced to the sound of my heart drumming in my ears "Zaaaaacccccc," I respond, and I try not to sound drunk, but it doesn't go well as I basically sing his name. "Are you okay?" He asks into the phone.

"And even if there was, I'm not interested in exploring it. Just leave me alone. I left the room to wake Darna up, so she could get ready for school. Jace looked disappointed, trying to make me feel better despite the pain he'd caused me. He'd left this morning without eating and came back late, drunk. I thought that was just who he was, but I didn't realize I was turning him into a monster. As I walked into the room, Jace was trying to smoke. He lit his cigarette, took a puff, and looked up at me. "See what you've turned me into?" he said. I asked him where he'd been all day, but he couldn't respond. He stood up, came closer, and said, "I really want to taste you, to see how sweet you are."

“How can my mate… my mate… be my enemy? No, no, this can’t be happening. The Moon God wouldn’t do this to me!” Tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision. She turned and ran to her room, collapsing onto her bed, burying her face in the soft covers as sobs wracked her body. “I searched for my mate… my whole life, I searched,” she choked out between cries. “And now he’s here, standing before me… but I can’t accept him. I can’t, because he’s my enemy. He came here to kill, not to claim me.”