Lemon X Mash Novels & Stories

He took another bite. "Who cooked this?" the chef asked. "We did," Elion said. "Which one of you?" "Both," Cale said. "He did the prep. I did the heat." The chef looked at Cale. "This is technical perfection. Where did you train?" "I watch a lot of YouTube," Cale said deadpan. The chef laughed. "Right. YouTube. This is restaurant quality. The balance of acid and fat is... surprising." "It's the lemon," Elion said, looking at Cale. "It cuts the air."

Dave looked at me and started grinding from hear to hear and I wondered why he was doing that. Meanwhile, Damion said he'd get me the lemon. We finished at the restaurant and left. We stopped at a mall to get some lemons and when Damion handed them over to me I couldn't stop smiling. I would have started eating them right inside the car but he stopped me and said I should until we got home, so a maid could wash and slice them for me.

I shrugged, “Okay.” I went to the kitchen and asked, “Have you made a list of what the pack needs for the week?” Barb brought the list to me and smiled, “The lemons are for cleaning the stovetop. Lemons and salt are the best cleaner for this.” One of the kitchen omegas, Ava, approached me, “Alpha, can we get a second bread machine? We could make double the rolls, buns and bread at the same time.” I smiled, “I’m so glad you’re excited for the new recipes. I will get a second bread machine for you.”

Saturday ended on a high note, both literally and figuratively as Leo hit a vocal range no one knew he was previously capable of. This came as Amberleigh tried out a new sex toy on the willing test subject. A penis massage sleeve which also came with a suction feature, proved almost too much for her chef to handle as Amber slapped it on his large cock and cranked up the dial.

“We need you to drink the medicine to help Lenora wake up.” She swallows hard and slowly smacks her lips. When she stops, she relaxes and her wolf features fade. Lenora looks peaceful with a soft smile that makes me smile. “It’s not a pleasant taste. Very tart, like a bitter lemon.” Delilah shakes her head. “I still haven’t found a way to sweeten it.” “That would explain her reaction. Wolves don’t like lemons, but Leni loves them. Strawberry lemonade is her favorite thing in the whole wide world.” I chuckle and smooth her hair back. “Isn’t it, Sugar?”

I asked Lerah, aware that my complaints were none of her worries. "We're baking bread and cheeseburger for the breakfast. Sunset mushroom sauce for dessert. And for drink, we'll be making apple and pineapple juice," she reported. I nodded. Just hearing the names alone made my mouth water. "Sounds like some spicy meal," I said to her. "I need to brush right now. I'll join you in a minute." "First off, I need to go to the garden and get some of the sunset mushroom, and some celery," Lerah told me.

Alexander laughed happily and turned to kiss her back in return, “Come sit down and have some breakfast.” Plenty of food was on the table, including oatmeal, crackers, omelet, sausage, and cut fruits. It looked very appetizing. She thought this was all, but he unexpectedly served her a glass of honey lemonade, “I checked online, and this seems to help with hangovers too. Drink it.” “I feel wonderful. I’m sober now!” “No, you must drink it. You can treat it as a drink to help digestion.” Alexander insisted. Lily obediently drank the lemonade as she could not refuse. Fortunately, it tasted excellent.

Each bite was an explosion of tastes and textures, making it a truly unforgettable experience. I took a sip of the ginger juice mixed with pineapple and watermelon to cleanse my palate. The sharp, spicy kick of the ginger was the first to hit my taste buds, followed by the sweet, tropical flavor of the pineapple. The watermelon added a refreshing, cooling effect, creating a perfectly balanced drink. It was invigorating and delicious, a delightful way to refresh my senses.

Janus is walking right behind them, his eyes scanning the stalls. My mind races. Bitter-root is an alkaline plant. To neutralize it fast, I need a heavy acid and something sweet to mask the remaining burn. I grab three large lemons from the apple crate and slice them in half with violent, quick strokes. I squeeze the juice straight into the bubbling pot, the acid hissing against the hot metal. Next, I grab the jar of crushed honey-apples I prepared for dessert. I dump the entire sticky, sweet paste into the broth, stirring it with all the strength in my arms.

He also threw onions from the dish at me. I even grinned when I saw his eyebrows meet. 'It's my time to annoy him.' ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ "What's other delicious flavor shakes can you make, Ry?" "Hmm, melon and maybe orange," I answered while washing up the dishes. "Isn't orange a little bit bitter?" "Why is that bitter?" I replied while raising my eyebrows, I even managed to turn to look at him. "The peel is bitter, isn't it?"