Novel & Cerita Mattheo Riddle Smut

“we’ll talk about that later at the estate. I’m sure it’s something related to what she asked for last time?” “I think so.” I whip my gaze away… concentrating fully on the dark terrain and inwardly screaming with joy for finally leaving that club. All those naked girls… “We’re not done, Piccolo. I’d like to know how you found out my bite could feel good.” I freeze as his palm slides over my thigh, his voice curling low against my neck. I swallow “I—“ “Don Rafaele?” Matteo’s voice cuts in, urgent, followed by the hiss of wind from the window he just cracked open.

“Aw, I know lovey, leaving your friends behind is hard, isn’t it?” Then she’s gone again. Rafael’s arm twitches. “Ow! Fuck!” Matteo hisses and he starts to rub his leg. “What’s wrong?” I ask, speaking for the first time. “My leg. Feels like a muscle cramp.” “Hm,” Rafael says and finally puts his right hand on the table. It’s empty. “That would be the ricin.” “The what?” Matteo asks.

“Scream my name.” I was lost, hips arching in a frantic, primal chase for the peak only he could bring me to. “Oh… Matteo… Matteo… Matt...!” My world shattered into a supernova of sensation. My body bowed, spasming as release tore through me, leaving me weightless and trembling. As the waves subsided, he withdrew his soaked fingers and brought them to his lips. “Hai un sapore così buono, piccola donna,” he growled, his eyes holding mine.

Matteo grumbled to himself as he walked up the hallway to the door with the lock pad on it. He thumped heavily on the door knowing it was a sound proof room, trying to be heard. The door opened to reveal a naked Antonio in an aroused state covered in sweat. “Matteo? Shit I forgot all about you coming back, is it that late already?” Matteo stiffened. “Are you still doing her?” Antonio grinned like a true psychopath, licking his tongue over his teeth, his black eyes glittering. Matteo saw a fleck of red on Antonio’s cheek.

Hazel eyes meeting sea blue ones, He was already staring at him, and not just that, he had a lopsided grin on his face, making Matteo quickly clear his throat and look away, he could feel his ears burn in embarrassment that he'd been caught moping at the very attractive man in front of him. "Matteo" the man's husky voice bounced off the walls of the place, stealing his attention yet again as his eyes slowly moved towards him "The legendary infamous right hand man to the devil himself" he muttered with a slight tease in his voice, making Matteo to clench his jaw and look at him hard, but he was neither intimidated nor bothered by the glare he was sending him. He smacked his lips moving away f

“Gonna add to it. Gonna make sure you’re so full you can’t hold it all.” He comes fast, grinding deep, adding his load to the flood. When he finally eases out, I’m trembling, wrecked, dripping everywhere. Matteo scoops a handful of the leaking cum, smears it across my stomach in slow, deliberate strokes, like he’s painting a promise. “Look at you,” he murmurs. “Covered. Filled. Ruined.” I reach down, rub the mess into my skin, then bring my fingers to my mouth again. Suck them clean while they watch.

veritably snappily the kiss came hotted before Matteo removed my T- shirt, leaving my upper body fully bare. " What are you doing?" rather of replying to me he just removed his own shirt revealing his tattooed casket before he connected his lips back to mine. His hands went to the band of my films before he started pushing them down which is when I pulled down from him. " Matteo we cook then." " I will clean it." With that he crashed his lips against mine again, successfully managing to remove my films and also my undergarments. <<<<<>>>>>>><<<<<<<

Akira threw her question at me, asking me the same thing I had earlier wanted to avoid—the same question I had feigned ignorance about. Her gaze was fixed on me as she waited for my response, but since it had gotten to that, I knew I couldn't escape it anymore. A small smile curled my lips, and I said to her, "I can never be his mate; I'm just a poor Omega." My voice, although small, was firm enough to convey my hidden intentions—don't even think of it! But the words had barely left my lips when Akira's face broadened with a smile. "I know, Xenra, I know you can never be his mate," She said, "I was just asking. I just wanted to hear your opinion about my brother, if he was someone you could

The words bled into me, heavy and final. I unfolded the rest. > “Cormac will know you by scent before you speak. He will offer you the truth. He will not lie. But his truth will cost you. More than you think you can pay. You are the last of the Moon Matron line. That alone makes you dangerous, but it also makes you prey. Remember what I taught you: the strongest wolves hide their teeth until they bite. Burn this, Adelina. And run.” The candle flame flickered against the edges of the paper, and for a long moment, I just stared at it. Burn it. Pretend I’d never seen it. Pretend that knowing would only ruin me.

I whispered with a mocking edge, locking my eyes onto his. "And by that, I mean... things other than that untamed, centimeter-perfect cobra of yours that was just testing the absolute limits of my tightness down there..." Matteo let out a low, wicked smirk at my anatomical assessment. But he didn’t stop there; he slowly brought his thick, calloused fingers to his lips and, looking dead into my eyes, greedily sucked away the heavy trace of my feminine fluids left on his hand. In that instant, the rich scent of chocolate and premium cigars flared up in my senses all over again.