Page 36 of Monsters in Love

I wanted to be in another room with Adam and Andrew.

I wanted them to touch me, to fuck me. I wanted the promise that Andrew had made to be fulfilled.

I had never felt this alive in my entire life. Even with the looming danger, the crazy dragon, and the ridiculous curse— all I could think about was how good that orgasm had been. Giving Andrew the control had been…

What I'd always wanted. All the dark, dirty desires that thrived in my soul had been brought to the surface just by his touch. The idea of being touched by him, of being worshipped by Adam… Hell, even the idea of being in a threesome was completely exhilarating.

"I can't hear your thoughts, little dove, but I'd like to," Adam drawled, stepping into cool shadows.

His steps slowed as he moved down the row. I lifted my face, looking up at him.

"Are you scared?" he murmured.

"No," I whispered, heat rising in my cheeks. "No, I'm not scared at all, which is the scary thing."

"Even of all the monsters in this place? Of me? Of Andrew?' "

"No. I might be crazy, but I want both of you. I…" The heat became almost unbearable. My heart hammered in my chest, my blood pumping. I felt like I was in a confessional— if the priest was a massive cyclops with a violet eye.

How long would it take until that was me?

Adam came to another door and kicked it open, bringing me inside. It was yet another lost room, one that was filled with oddities. There was one window that allowed light to surround us. More shelves, more books, and then jars and baubles here and there.

Not one speck of dust covered any of it, which was unnerving in and of itself.

There was no desk this time, but there was a plush chair with a blanket folded in the seat. The floor was marble, aside from the rug at the center.

Adam slowly let me down, and I wobbled for a moment, gripping him. He made sure I was okay before offering me a smile.

"Are you certain you want this?" Andrew's voice speared the room.

I looked up to see him step in, closing the door softly behind him.

In the light, I could see that he had suffered some bruises and scratches. Nothing major, but still a blunt reminder that the three of us were fighting for our lives right now.

"Daphne," Adam murmured, cocking his head as he looked down at me.

Both of them were too damn hot to be monsters.

"I want both of you," I said hoarsely. "I… I don't know what the hell is wrong with me but, I need you. I need this. It's a hunger."

"We feel it too," Adam said softly, offering me a gentle smile.

In contrast, Andrew's face darkened. His green eye blinked, his gaze falling to the floor for a moment. His muscles were still teeming with energy left over from the adrenaline, and I could see that he was fighting himself.

"You promised," I challenged, crossing my arms.

There was a moment of silence, and I realized that I had really just thrown the gauntlet down.

Adam grinned, stepping past me. His hand came to rest on my shoulder for a moment. "You've done it now, little dove."

"Come here, Daphne," Andrew said, looking down at me.

The moment his gaze fell on me, my stomach burst with butterflies. I felt my breath leave me as if I had been punched, the feeling of anticipation melting into something entirely more forbidden. Something that I had been told over and over growing up I shouldn't feel.

Lust.

Not the Hallmark kind.

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