Wyn (Monstrous, #3.5)

by Lily Mayne

The realisation that I might get to have this for the rest of my life made my throat ache. I held him closer and pressed my nose and mouth to the top of his head, content to breathe him in for the hours that he slept.

I gazed at my sweet, strange human. I supposed I should count myself lucky that he had an unusual soft spot for ugly things.

“Yeah. Our good deed for the day is done.” Danny kept his arm around my waist as we started walking, glancing back at the nask. “Don’t get eaten, little guy.” “We’re supposed to do a good deed every day?” I muttered.

I would never admit it out loud, because he would gloat, but this was more than nice. This was… wonderful. There had never been—and never would be—another being in the universe who I could be this relaxed and content around. Not even Edin, who I trusted with my life. Danny made me feel peaceful.

Then, squeezing his ass tight, I murmured, “I want to eat this beautiful ass.” Danny choked on a breath, his throat going splotchy. “Jesus, Wyn.”

But he was my strange, sweet human, so I tried not to think on it too much and tempt the fates to take him away from me.

“We just fucked in a religious place? You had your tongue up my ass on sacred ground?” I huffed and pulled him closer to drop a kiss in his hair. “My sweet, it was a joke.” I would just have to make sure he didn’t see the shrine when we left.

But now that I had Danny… now, it felt like I had everything to lose. And it made me afraid.

Perhaps I was just being a sentimental fool, but it suddenly felt like my life, my existence, had more meaning. More purpose. It was for him.

“My sweet.” I cupped Danny’s face, trying to keep my voice as patient as possible. “I wanted this more than anything in the universe. To be with you always.”

I didn’t add that it was technically a black-market product, because it had been removed from a sacred spot. That would just make Danny start fretting over the fact that we’d fucked there.

I smiled a little at the memory of it.

Edin’s friendship and his overbearing, touchy-feely nature had been my first experience of affection in that way.

I can’t imagine you as a tiny, cute little baby Wyn.”

bet you were fuckin’ adorable.” “Shut up,” I grumbled.

And then when I’d seen him, it was like some part of me that had always felt lodged or slightly out of place, even though I’d never noticed it, suddenly shifted. I felt whole.

Even when he was exhausted, he tried to stay cheerful, which made me love him even more.

“Why don’t you get me on my back and fuck me as hard as you can, Danny?”

The wet sounds of him fucking me were obscene, and I loved it.

Cradling his hand in mine, I stared at the ring now sitting snug on Danny’s long finger and swallowed, glad he couldn’t see how ludicrously happy it made me seeing it on him.

Like we were vital to each other. Well, more vital. He’d already felt vital to me.

True civilisation still existed somewhere. Life had carried on as normal somewhere. It was a surprisingly comforting thought.

If Wyn got to have a human pet, I wanted one too.