Gloam (Monstrous, #4)

by Lily Mayne

“You’ve had to listen to me talk shit for weeks without being able to tell me to shut up.” “I hung on every word you said,” Gloam told me, his mouth moving against my hair. “There is no sound I enjoy more.”

I clasped his face between my hands and moaned desperately into his mouth. Our lips opened and tongues met, gliding together with urgent wet sweeps as we kissed frantically.

There are like 20 monsters watching y'all

So Seraph was the monster with the many eyes.

“Don’t make me get a boner while I’m kneeling in blood. Who knows what kind of kink could spawn from that.”

“Jesus Christ, this is in the top three best things I’ve ever felt,”

“Your ass is number one, by the way. In case you were wondering.”

“And your cock is exquisite. In case you were wondering. Just like the rest of you.”

“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.”

I knew with certainty that even if my attraction had bloomed slowly, or his appearance had been too monstrous for me to ever truly desire, I still would have loved him.

“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.”

“You are my greatest weakness—not my true name, or any compulsion I can be put under. But you are the one I gladly carry. I would do anything for you, just as you have done everything for me.”

Gloam could never have been human. There was too much of him to ever fit into a human body—not just his size, but his entire being. He was more, but he didn’t make me feel lesser.

“Fuck—baby—fuck, you—I can’t—”

But he didn’t reach for the oil. He thudded back to his knees and wrapped his thick arms around my spread thighs, then leaned in and began eating my ass like a starving man.

staring down hungrily past my throbbing cock and tight balls to the sight of his flushed, slick tip kissing my softened hole.

“So he’s a… what is he?” “I don’t know,” Gloam mused, sounding both intrigued and concerned, like Seraph was a puzzle he wanted to solve.

Seraph slowly uncurled his overly long limbs and reached for the meat with trembling fingers.

:(

“We can’t just leave him here. But we don’t want to stay.” I swallowed, feeling a little ill. “So I guess we… have to take him with us?”

I wasn’t overly interested in getting naked with Gloam while Seraph watched with his many eyes—and

Seraph—not that I knew where we were going to put him.

Lilac's room maybe

Seraph had started screaming again after a few days,

Me

His screams were raw and agonised, like he was in immense pain. But we didn’t yet know if the drug was causing it or helping to lessen it, so there was nothing we could do.

:(

There have been many other creatures in her collection. When she no longer wanted them, she would put them in the fighting cage with Seraph.”

Aury’s cool, okay? He’s not dangerous, I promise.”

Well...

No Mary. She’s dead.” “She’s dead?” Ghost stared at me, his blue eyes wide. I nodded. “Gloam smashed her face in with his war hammer. Come meet Gloam!” “Wha—who—”

Chaos

Aury looked back at us with big, sad eyes. “Be alert if anything threatens Ghost.” “Why?” I whispered. “Because he will tear everything to shreds if anything does.”

“I don’t think he wants to be alive,” Aury murmured, which made my blood run cold.

NOOOOO

My best friend gazed back lovingly at the terrifying creature. “You’re doing so good, Aury.”

“Scout’s honour.” I held up two fingers, then three. Then two again. How many was it?

“Can we see him?” Lilac asked, just a hint of curiosity in his voice. “Um.” I glanced at Gloam, who gave me a little nod. “Sure. He uh… he’s not pretty, though.”

Lilac was still watching Seraph with calm eyes, despite the fact the beastie hadn’t stopped screaming or thrashing about in his cage.

“He’s something, right?” I said with a hesitant chuckle. Lilac finally tore his eyes away from Seraph to look at me. “That’s one way of putting it.”

The raiders stared at us. I saw more than one pair of eyes dart incredulously down to the thick bulge in Gloam’s pants, prominent even when soft.

Bruh

“You like torturing your poor friend,” Gloam said with a chuckle as I unlocked our bedroom door. “It’s just fun seeing him go bright red like that.”

“Such a beautiful cock,” he murmured as he licked back up the length of it. His big hand slid down to circle its base as he looked up at me through his lashes. “Are you going to fuck me well with this, Adam?”

Hands splaying on his firm cheeks, I spread his ass wide and groaned at the sight before me. His pucker was tiny, a darker shade of grey than the surrounding skin, and it was already glistening slightly with his slick.

“It feels like the most humane thing would be for me to kill him,” Lilac said in a low murmur, making my gut clench. “You might have to,” Ghost muttered, his blue eyes tight as he watched Seraph slam his shoulders against the glass repeatedly.

The half-human was still here. He watched the rycke’s mate with hungry eyes when he thought no one was looking.

His secrets would come out eventually, but they were not mine to tell, so I said nothing—not

Adam eagerly taught me the little bits of Spanish he knew. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I was already fluent in it, because his cheeks would flush with happiness when I slowly repeated a word after him.

“There are people approaching the camp,” he said in his flat voice, green eyes calm but alert. “One of them is big. And purple.”

AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH