Novel & Cerita Rimuru And Milim

ARTHUR & MILA Arthur’s smile was the only thing that Mila needed to breathe properly. “Oh, Arthur,” Mila cried as she fell to his side and kissed him on his lips. “I love you,” Arthur spoke to Mila, “I love you so damn much!” Mila blinked as she pulled back. “Are you talking to me in my head?” Mila thought as she stared at Arthur. “I guess I am,” Arthur grinned broadly. “So, our minds are linked again!” Mila felt embarrassed as a very naughty image flashed in front of her eyes.

As the afternoon faded into gold, Mira and Milo argued over who could skip stones farther across the lake. Mira went first, her stone bouncing three times before sinking. “Ha!” she cheered. “Beat that.” Milo crouched, taking his turn. His stone skimmed five perfect skips before vanishing beneath the water. “Show-off,” Mira said, tossing a pebble at him. He caught it easily, smirking. “You challenged me.” Her jaw dropped. “Did you just smirk at me?” “Maybe.” Kael leaned back, amused. “He’s braver than I thought.”

“Callie!” Millie and Emil—short for Emily and Emilio, but they hated those names—rushed forward with matching grins that lit up their faces, hair in delightful disarray. Emil’s shirt was amusingly inside out, while Millie’s hair had five clips stuck in one side but none on the other. Absolute chaos, per usual. Each of them held up a big piece of paper. I knelt just in time for them to crash into me, waving their drawings high in the air.

They roll out of the bush and land between the bush and the pack house with Milo on top. Timothy falls into a fit of giggles as Milo peppers kisses all over his face, telling the Omega how much he missed him. The sound of Timothy's laughter is music to Milo's ears, and he pulls back to look at him. The Omega beneath Milo is beautiful, especially when he laughs. His eyes twinkle as he stares at him, causing Milo's heart to flutter. Both Omega's eyes flutter closed as Milo presses their lips together. Milo requests entry, which Timothy quickly grants. His lips part, and Milo's tongue invades his mouth.

What made Mila so different? “Let me make this perfectly clear,” Mila purred, her voice dripping with a mixture of disdain and mockery. “Tomorrow, at the crack of dawn, you two will battle fiercely to the death. No tricks, no mercy will be permitted—just a vicious brawl until one lone victor remains breathing. Do we have an understanding?” She lifted one slender brow when she was finished, regarding us like insects she planned to squash beneath the heel of her boot. I hadn’t felt this small since before we had ended the Luna’s reign.

“That monster’s gonna rip me apart.” He scoffed, annoyed, but grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand and tossed it at me. “Prep your slutty hole. Don’t keep me waiting.” I fumbled with the bottle, hands shaking as I poured lube onto my fingers. My eyes squeezed shut as I pushed two fingers into my ass, stretching myself, biting back a moan. Fuck, this was humiliating, and his piercing stare made it worse. “Too fucking slow,” Milo growled, yanking me into his lap. He pinned my wrists behind my back, his free hand shoving three fingers into my hole without warning. I gasped, toes curling, tears stinging as he pumped them deep, curling just right.

he said softly. “You’re welcome!” Mira grinned, already dropping to the floor. “We can race! You’ll see, mine goes whoosh!” She demonstrated with an exaggerated sound effect that made Elara stifle a laugh. Julian crouched down, watching the two of them. “Looks like someone found a friend already.” Milo looked uncertain for a second, then set his blue car beside hers. The first few rolls were tentative, his movements careful, but when Mira laughed, it loosened something in him.

Milo said wrapping his arm around Babaloo’s shoulder making Mimi growl. “Sorry Milo, but you’re not my type”. Babaloo laughed pushing Milo away. “Hands off brother dear.” Mimi’s wolf grumbled. “Just kidding sis.” Milo laughed. “I know he’s your big dumb stinky bear.” Mimi pushed her wolf back and rolled her eyes at her brother. “Milo, please keep your sister out of trouble.” Kydence smirked. “You got it Luna baby.” Milo mock saluted. “Really Kyde?” Mimi scoffed.

Milo frowned and then laughed. "Okay," he said sweetly, giving him a cute look. "I'll try not to ask so many." "Well what's your first?" He asked. "What's your favorite color?" Milo asked, looking completely serious about the question. "I really like purple," Aurelio admited. Milo grinned at that. "I like purple too! Though red is a close second...." "Same," he purred. Milo laughed happily.

His form-fitting tee outlined his sculpted body perfectly, the fabric pulling taut over his impressive physique. "Aria!" Mila's high-pitched squeal ricocheted me back to reality. "Hey, Mila." I grinned at her, my nerves momentarily forgotten. The spark in those blue eyes, the same crystalline shade as Axel's, was enchanting. The uncanny resemblance between the siblings was striking, making the absence of any parental figures all the more conspicuous.