Gloam (Monstrous, #4)

by Lily Mayne

Was it wrong of me to be staring at a monster’s ass?

Okay. I’d admit it only to myself, in my own brain, where I was free to think whatever I wanted. This beastie had a biteable ass.

“Humans aren’t automatically better than monsters.”

Had I said I wanted Ghost and Aury to get together? I’d changed my mind. As happy as I was for my best friend that he was finally getting laid, I absolutely did not want to hear it.

If Ghost found out I’d snuck out of camp in the middle of the night to talk to a potentially deadly beastie, he’d kill me himself. But of course he wasn’t out here. He was too busy getting dicked down by a tall, black-eyed dude with wings and bird feet.

I was so happy for Ghost—so glad he had Aury—but I still missed him now that he had someone else to spend his time with. We’d been a unit for so long, the two of us.

I will protect you. I won’t let anything hurt you. I went past the softening stage to melting entirely, like butter in a hot frying pan. I know. I trust you. I wasn’t sure why I did, but I did.

I fell asleep shockingly fast, lulled by the slow rise and fall of Gloam’s broad chest underneath me. That was how I started sleeping in the arms of a monster every night.

Adam, Gloam scribbled immediately. I am telling you how I feel about you in the only way I can. Please don’t take that away from me by dismissing my words.

Join them. Please. At least you’ll be alive. I won’t A shaky breath echoed in his cage before he resumed writing with trembling fingers. I won’t be able to bear it if you are dead.

“Finding you has made everything worth it,” he murmured, making my breath catch in my throat. “I would go through it all a thousand times again to have you, Adam.”

He also eyed Gloam’s ass with appreciation just a touch longer than was appropriate, but I forgave him because it was a spectacular ass.

“Why would he not want to come with us?” I threw my back arm around his shoulders. “We’re the best. Monsterfuckers and proud of it.”