Moth (Monstrous, #5)

by Lily Mayne

Seemed like it wasn’t just Hunter chasing monster dick, then. Well—and Danny. I’d only met him briefly, but he had apparently decided on the most monstrous dick of monster dicks. The Soul Eater was… terrifying.

“Tiny horns,” Edin muttered in a conspiratorial tone to Hunter as we approached. He snorted. “So?” “Just saying.” Edin lifted a big purple arm in greeting, raising his voice to be heard across the remaining distance.

I cleared my throat. “I’m Hunter’s best friend. We’re not a throuple.”

He’s hot.” Edin let out a disgruntled snarl from the other side of him and smacked Hunter in the chest. It was immensely satisfying for me—and I suspected for Edin—to hear Hunter wheeze at the impact. “I just meant objectively, scratch.” His voice was tight, like he was trying to mask the discomfort. I snorted. “Yes, well.” Edin grunted and lifted his chin imperiously. “Just remember who you said was the hottest thing you’d ever seen when I was riding your—” “Remember those boundaries we discussed, Edin?” I interrupted loudly. “Remember all those times—the many, many times—I told you I don’t particularly want to hear the details of your and Hunter’s sex life?”

Lmfao

And they were aimed at Ghost with an embarrassingly obvious expression. Christ, his pupils had practically reshaped themselves into cartoon hearts. I suppressed my wince, glancing down at Ghost’s hand firmly tucked inside Aury’s. Tough break, dude.

“Hunter’s not an introvert,” I said cheerfully. “He’s just an unlikeable asshole.”

Everyone just fucking loved the new human in the camp. Edin’s surly human lover didn’t really speak to anyone or make an effort to ingratiate himself with the raiders, but the one with dark hair and grey eyes—Charlie—seemed to effortlessly draw attention and make people want to flock to him. With his big, stupid smile and smooth, low voice with a southern accent.

My face burned as Hunter and Edin fussed over me like I was their only child getting ready to go on his first school field trip.

He was irritatingly attractive. Even the back of him was. The wide shoulders and long legs. The sword. Why was the sword so hot? He should have looked like a douche.

Yeah, I was attracted to Moth, even though he was an asshole most of the time and in love with a raider. And I was pretty sure that he was attracted to me too, even just a little.

I was also pretty sure that he hated it.

“You got me a scarf?” I let out a blissful sigh, my warm breath heating my cold chin and nose under the fabric. “Thanks, Moth.” He grunted, pale eyes flashing to me before he started walking again. “So you stop bitching about being cold.”

“Are you in danger? Is something… bad happening to you?” How the fuck did you drop out of the sky? His head jerked up, and I went still when I saw the poorly masked desperation in his eyes. Like he wanted to tell me. Like he was about to. I waited as he licked his lips and parted them, taking in a shallow breath. But then he just shook his head sharply and looked away again, down at his bag as he unzipped it. But I hadn’t missed the utter despondence in his gaze before he’d lowered his head.

Oh god

Try and think of him like you do Edin, my brain suggested, and I almost physically cringed at the idea. I couldn’t. Mainly because I definitely did not want to fuck Edin—I’d seen what he was packing beneath that kilt; there was no way in hell I’d ever let that baseball bat anywhere near me.

But when I looked at Moth, I could never decide if I wanted to strangle him or start tearing off his clothes. He was infuriatingly attractive. His face was like a work of art—almost too perfect to be real. Definitely too perfect to be human. Didn’t stop me wanting to punch it, though.

“I’m attracted to people, Moth,” I told him. “Not… specific genders or body types or whatever. I know you’re not all human. That doesn’t factor into it one way or another. I just…” I shrugged. “Want you.”

I turned and headed for the bed, pausing beside it to shove my underwear down my legs, bending over just a little so I knew Moth got a good view of my ass. I had a great ass.

Lmfao

Moth swallowed and licked his lips, eyes lifting briefly from my cock to meet mine. They darted back down almost immediately, like they were magnetised. “Slower.” His whisper was enough that I had to strangle the base of my cock so I didn’t come straight away.

Okkkkkkk moth lol

You could stay with me.

Ahhhhhhhh

“I’m good,” I said, releasing him. “Feel great. Having a sexy nurse helped speed up my recovery immensely.”

Lmaooooo

“You weren’t.” His voice was muffled against my neck. “I just hate everyone.” He was silent for a moment, before he croaked, “I don’t hate you.”

“I’ll be fine, baby.” The term of endearment slipped out without thought,

Ahhhhh

“Still the best nurse out here.” I grinned at Moth as he flushed the wound out, trying not to wince. “Sexiest nurse I ever had.”

“Fuck.” I shivered as I sat down in it, the porcelain freezing against my ass. “Please remember what my dick looked like before and not what it looks like right now.”

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If you ask me to stay with you, I will. I stared at his bent head, wishing I was brave enough to say it. I’ll teach you to read. I’ll go back to your safehouse in the middle of nowhere with you.

Swoon

Moth, when I look at you, I don’t sit there picking out things that could be perceived as flaws. Because they’re not flaws. They’re just a part of you. And I love every part of you. You’re beautiful.”

“It’d be a travesty to cover up a single inch of that perfect face with hair.”

“I mean, you have to keep her, right?” I took a step closer, but didn’t reach to touch her yet. “She’s clearly already in love with you.” You and me both, girl.

Awwwww babyyyyy

“Charles Dylan Keane.” The sweet, familiar roar of my best friend boomed across the camp, bringing a tiny smile to my lips and chasing away the gnawing ache in my gut. “Where the fuck have you been?”

Lmfao such a weasley