Gloam (Monstrous, #4)

by Lily Mayne

“I wish you’d never been through any of it,” I whispered into his neck, feeling him turn his face and nuzzle my cheek. His sweet little horn brushed against my wet hair. “But at least I got to meet you.” Gloam rumbled, kissing my cheek. “Not just meet me, little firebrand. You’re stuck with me now. You are my everything.” I flushed with unbridled joy. I’d never really been anyone’s anything before, aside from Ghost’s goofy best friend and the guy who was alright at fixing stuff. “Is your bedroom at the camp large enough for a big, beastly aytorin?” Gloam asked with a smile in his voice. I snorted. “You’re, like, the most refined person I know. Not beastly at all. And yes, there’s room. If it’s too small for you, I’ll knock down a wall and we can double up.” He chuckled. “Won’t the other raiders have something to say about that?” “As if I give a shit what they think.” I kissed his neck, all the way up to his sweet ear, my stomach warming when Gloam sighed with pleasure. “I’ll give you anything you want. If that’s a bigger room, I’ll make it happen.”