Angel Milk Novels & Stories

She grabbed a bottle of water, an aloe vera juice, and an energy sports drink. "Why not get something savoury, like some cashews?" Angela suggested. "You read my mind," Alinta giggled, while Angela could only roll her eyes at her person. Alinta picked up two bags of nuts and proceeded to the checkout. The shop was small, and there were quite a few people in front of her in the queue. She glanced at the time and saw she had forty-five minutes left. Suddenly, an uneasy feeling washed over her, and she looked out the glass windows in the direction Bellinor stood. Biting the inside of her cheek, she felt her mind begin to race with troubling thoughts.

Lifting my thumb to rub against her rouged skin, I smirked, leaning into her ear. "You look so innocent." I breathed huskily; with a pout, she pulled her head to the side to look at me, her expression pulled into a mask of mock offence. "I am an angel!" She grinned sweetly! "I am innocent!" with a smile that could have rivalled Helen of Troy, she leaned her head back on my shoulder, gracing my senses with the fantastic scent of vanilla and coconut. "Considering what I saw this morning... I would have to beg to differ and stand by my original statement: YOU are NO angel!" I grinned, nipping her neck roughly, losing myself in the soft moan that left her luscious lips

Amar said and high fived Adi. “There’s one more interesting thing you need to know, Amar. Our Adi started drinking milk. He asked me to bring milk for himself” said Anita. Amar raised his brow and asked “is it true, Adi?” “Dad Angel likes milk,” Adi said, shrugging. "Very good. I know you will take care of your Angel well" said Amar caressing Adi’s head. "Yes Dad I will take care of my Angel always" said Adi smiling.

Angel pulled me to the kitchen and stood in front of me. "Let's get this done" she said, looking at me. The beer was obviously having an effect on her too. She wrapped her arms around my neck making me freeze. "You're too tall!" she exclaimed and crossed her arms over her chest again. Look at her face! I wrapped my hands around her waist and lifted her making her yelp in surprise. I put her on the counter and she gave me a shy smile as I walked in between her legs. Her cheeks turned red and i chuckled as she blushed.

"Your breasts look fuller, you no longer have those tiny lemons of yours huh..?" With a straight face, Merrigold replied. "Does any of the things you said sound appropriate to you? You're deranged. Seek help before it's too late." "It was a compliment, you do not fancy compliments alright noted!" "..." "I love your lemons regardless." "Be quiet, just shut your mouth!" Merrigold hissed. "I LOVE LEMONS!" Austin yelled daring her. "There's actually a lemon tree downhill, Master..." someone responded trying to please him as always. Merrigold felt embarrassed, beyond embarrassed.

" Angelus replied Cersei warmly while chuckling and shrugging her shoulders. "You can't be serious, right?? Cersei asked Angelus in disbelief while gawking at her because she was completely dumbfounded. "I’m damn serious." Angelus replied Cersei warmly while shrugging her shoulders and smirking at Cersei. "Oh Heavens!! Angelus, That drink Is literally the world's most strongest and potent liquor, It has a gentle smell and a mild taste………………It is made of premium ethyl alcohol with a grain

I tangled my fingers in his hair and he groaned sticking out his tongue inside me. "Fuck," I moaned. He put a finger inside me and fingered me. I could feel I was close to releasing my juices all over him. "Please..." I didn't even know what I was begging for at this point. He added a second finger and I gasped. "Faster Theo," I moaned. I felt myself clench around his fingers. "Theodore..." I moaned. "Yes tesoro," he said, "Cum for me." (Tesoro: treasure)

Malachi said and Kiran laughed as he looked at me. “Dad wasn’t a goody two-shoes and he became Alpha at twenty,” I said. Malachi put his napkin down and picked his glass up. “Yes, he did. He was ready. You aren’t even close to being ready to fill an Omega position,” Malachi said evenly and my mother laughed. An Omega was the lowest position in the pack, reserved for people that didn’t really serve any purpose.

Áine double-checks with a look of surprise on her face, much to Irina’s and my amusement. “No, I said Ma-ma-jua-na,” I sound out. “It’s a spiced drink made with run, red wine, honey, tree bark and herbs. Kind of tastes like port.” Irina makes a grossed out face. “Sorry, Lani but that sounds vile. Rum and red wine? Seriously?” “Don’t knock it till you try it. The one my mamá makes is ¡qué rico!” I exclaim smugly. “Your mum makes alcohol?” Áine quizzes, her surprise only growing.

The men stumbled into the Silver Moon Bar as if they had already had a skinful. They didn't even bother to approach the bar, one of them merely calling out, "Bring us three jugs of your finest ale, wench!" before laughing and clapping his friends on the back. Angel gritted her teeth, knowing it was better to put up with whatever they threw at her rather than bring any attention to herself.