Rimuru X Chloe Mga Nobela at Kwento

Chloe stands at the doorway and smiles mischievously, with a towel wrapped around her body and her hair wet, clinging to her neck and shoulders. “You back? I knew you would change your mind about me. I just didn’t expect you to miss me so soon.” She grins. “I will be your whatever you want me to be. Now give me the memory sticks.” I sigh. “We are supposed to be on a honeymoon phase. Why are you so cold, my love?” She pouts. “Seriously?” I glare at her. ‘The scent of our mate! The lips, can’t you imagine kissing her?’ My wolf growls. I ignore him because I know he is doing this to get to me.

Chloe was inside, still in her cum-soaked shorts—fingers lazily circling her clit, eyes half-lidded. She looked up and saw Lauren standing there. Neither spoke. Chloe just smiled—slow, filthy—and spread her legs wider.

I whisper as her eyes search mine. She doesn't respond for a second, and it is the longest second of my life. "I, Chloe Patterson, accept you, Logan Thurman, as my mate," she whispers, and Lazarus howls inside of my head. Tears prick my eyes before I cup her face. "I, Logan Thurman, accept you, Chloe Patterson, as my mate," I whisper before kissing her plump, glistening lips. Her body immediately sinks into mine, and I growl as her breasts hit my chest. My hands slide from her cheeks to her silky hair before I deepen the kiss. Chloe responds by opening her lips.

Chloe said, leaning in to kiss him tenderly. As they stood there in each other's arms, Chloe felt a sense of peace wash over her. Despite the challenges they were facing, she knew that as long as they had each other, they could overcome anything. And with that thought in mind, Chloe and Leo returned to bed, falling asleep in each other's arms, ready to face whatever the next day would bring.

Liam nodded as he dropped a kiss into Chloe's hair. "See you at the aisle, Luna" He winked before walking out of the room. The maid made finishing touches to Chloe's make up before leading her out. The ceremony was packed with members of the pack and invitees from other packs. Chloe was walked down the aisle by Daniel as he handed her over to Liam. They exchanged rings and kissed, just like the humans did. Refreshment started going around as guests hung around for the after-party. "I got a picture, bestie" Lucy called as she scurried towards Chloe eager to show her what she'd pictured.

The day of our Mating Ceremony finally arrived. As the Elder stood before the pack, his voice booming as he announced the exchange of our soul-binding rings, Julian—the man standing across from me—suddenly spoke. "Actually," he said, his voice cutting through the sacred silence. "I’ve been fucking Chloe." I froze. He didn't even blink as he watched the color drain from my face.

Thick layers of dried herbs were tucked under fine silk drapes, reflecting a mix of ancient mystery and obsessive cleanliness. "Shirt off," Chloe said, opening her med kit. She reached back and tied her waist-length hair into a quick knot, exposing the elegant line of her neck. "Get on the mat. I need direct skin contact to guide that chaotic energy of yours." Marcello, coming in with a bucket of water, nearly dropped it. He could practically feel his jaw unhinging. Even the most trusted servants in the pack didn't dare touch the hem of Lorenzo's suit. And here was Chloe, giving him orders like he was just some guy off the street.

The scene was way too sexy and X-rated. She quickly closed her eyes and then closed the door. It was not a peaceful night. The next morning, Chloe was busy making breakfast ready at the dining table. She took a deep breath when she saw the door of Claire's room open. "Wow, meat dumpling, I like it." Claire looked like nothing had happened. She sat down directly on a chair, simply picked up a dumpling, and stuffed it into her mouth. Chloe crossed her arms, "Is there

She whispered to Lily as Miles walked past. Lily blinked at Chloe. “You are supposed to focus on school this year, young lady.” Chloe smirked. “I didn’t agree to that.” As Miles took his seat, Chloe immediately turned to him. “Hi, I’m Chloe, and this is my best friend, Lily,” she declared, extending a hand to the boy who was adjusting his sketchbook. “Nice to meet you.” Miles chuckled. “Nice to meet you both,” he turned his gaze to her easel. “What are you working on?”

Noticing that Ruan had also stood up and looked ready to touch her again, Chloe spoke as fast as her heart was beating: “That man’s name is Alexander Muller, and he is Megan’s husband.” She turned to look him in the face. Chloe needed to see Ruan incredulous and disillusioned. She wanted to witness the exact moment he would scream at her and kick her out of his life, as he always did. Chloe felt certain Ruan wouldn't believe her. But that didn't happen. No disbelief or denial marked his face—only a profound disappointment Chloe had never seen before.