Moth (Monstrous, #5)

by Lily Mayne

“You’re more annoying than Charlie,” I muttered through my mouthful, pulling out my water bottle. “Or maybe not. You don’t hum.”

I hadn’t had a name for a long time. I didn’t give myself one, because I hadn’t needed one. No one had talked to the creepy, filthy, white-haired kid curled up beside a dumpster in the city. And then I’d made my way out here alone, and I hadn’t needed one then either.

:'(

“What the hell, Chuck?” I tucked my chin down and refused to look at the little creature. “Stop making me feel things.”

I’d never see her again—there was no way I’d ever be able to find her out here. Yet another thing the Herald was taking from me.

Oh I am fucking ruined

One of them stopped dead when they saw us.

Sweet Samson

“They’re dead, baby.” Warm, trembling fingers cupped my cheek as I stared down at the mess beneath me. “You can stop. Look at me, Moth.”

“Is—Do you think this couch is clean enough to fuck on?” I panted, shuddering as Moth’s pointed tongue slid down to my taint. He slowly lifted his head and stared at me incredulously, then let out a husky laugh. “Why don’t I put the towel down, princess?”

“Fuck me.” His voice was gravelly. “Fuck my ass, Charlie. I want it.”

“Does it feel good?” he murmured against my mouth, making me shudder even harder. It was so incredibly hot to see Moth growing more confident in himself. “So good,”

“You feel so fucking good.” “Yeah,” Moth repeated, his voice shaky now as he started rocking his hips. “So do you.”

“Fuck yes,” I rasped, my fist flying over his cock now. “Ride my dick.”

“Have you thought about what you’re going to do?” he asked, keeping his eyes on the ground. “After we get back?” “No,” I said quickly. “No plans yet.” Ask me to stay with you.

Moth called Hunter my “big angry friend”.

“I liked your safehouse.” I’d live there with you. Just ask me. Fucking ask me.

“Chuck!” Moth suddenly cried,

Hello I am in tears

“So… this is Chuck.” “I was replaced so quickly.” I sauntered forward and grinned at the buggy eyes peering at me over Moth’s shoulder. “By an upgrade, apparently. I can’t ride on your back like that.” His mouth stretched into a wide grin. “You can if you want.”

“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.

Edin would laugh his damn head off if he found out that I had once again been captured and thrown in a cage.

“Hunter has been… very worried.” I chuckled. “You mean he’s been an unbearable ass?” A tiny smile tilted his mouth. “Edin keeps him calm. Somewhat.”

Ghost seemed like a nice person. It wasn’t his fault Moth was in love with him and not me.

“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?”

“Hi, Edi—guh—” I was yanked off my feet yet again by giant purple arms. Edin rubbed his cheek against my hair frantically.

LOVE EDIN

“Oh, that Wyn. The terrifying, hooded ghoul-man who can turn to smoke and appeared in the middle of my cell? Then proceeded to brutally murder a superior officer in front of me? That Wyn?” “Yes!” Edin grinned at me with an approving nod.

“You’re coming back to the homestead with us?” “Uhh… Well, I’m not…” I winced, and my eyes immediately sought out Moth.

“Ah.” Edin’s low, amused voice made my eyes jerk back to him, and he shot me a knowing smirk. “You and Moth fucked.”

“Don’t worry about Moth’s lack of horns, Charlie,” he told me earnestly. “I’m sure he is still very virile. Well, you’d know, anyway. Is he? Virile?”

“Hey, where’s creepy machete guy?” Edin chuckled. “Do you mean Lilac?” “Sure. Whatever. The guy with the machete.” Hunter winced. “He’s, uh… busy. Long story.”

Hm

“Did you ever find out anything about that monster in the cage? The one the military…” His face tightened. “Yes. Lilac has been—”

...?

“I know you have feelings for someone else, but do you really not… feel anything for me? You can seriously just walk away?”

“I thought I was in love with Ghost,” Moth whispered, because Ghost was standing right over there. Watching. “But I never felt like this about him. How I feel about you. I’ve never… felt like this about anyone.”

love you, Moth.” He let out a weak, relieved chuckle and pressed his mouth into my hair. “Shithead.”

I wondered how we could get rid of her for a little while. Lovingly. I wondered it lovingly. But still.

“Want to hang out with her for a little while?” Danny’s face brightened immediately. I could feel the Soul Eater trying to murder me with his eyes from the depths of his hood.

“Thanks,” I said to Wyn, shooting him a big grin. “Real nice of you. We appreciate it.” He snarled as I shoved Moth away from the door, grabbing his hand to pull him further down the walkway.

I had a vague moment of realisation that there were several monsters in this camp who could probably hear us, but I didn’t care enough to stop.

“We’ve talked about this, scary man.” His blackened fingers flexed, and he was silent as Daisy ladled stew into two bowls and passed them to me and Charlie. “Please,” he snarled eventually. “Danny needs food please.”

Then he huffed in disgust and vanished—with the bowl—into thick black smoke that shot out of the diner. “I want a thank you next time,” Daisy called after him, tutting again. “So rude. I don’t know why that sweet boy is with him.”

Daisy is an icon

You are very strong, Moth. Don’t worry about the lack of horns. You don’t need them.”

Edin I am in love with you

I picked up the lump of wood, which was starting to take the shape of a long, rangy body, hunched over with its arms trailing.

(Seraph?)