Page 89 of Our Little Monster
He groaned, his cock pulsing inside me as he soon found his own release.
He dropped next to me in a heap, and the loss of his warmth over the top of my body had a chill creeping over my sweat-slicked skin against the chilly morning air.
He pulled me into him, doing his best to warm me up as he kissed my jaw and neck.
“I can’t wait to spend forever with you,” he admitted on a whisper. “However long you decide that is.” A frown curved my lips that he couldn’t see since his head was buried in the crook of my neck.
Little did he know our forever was only days.
29
Serina
“Ifyoucouldkeepyour hands and feet to yourself, that would be great,” Nox called from the driver’s seat of his car as he drove us to the diner for dinner.
I chuckled against Bastian’s lips as he kissed me sensually and Thorne kissed on my neck until I switched and started kissing Thorne.
I glanced up, looking at Nox through the rearview mirror with siren eyes hooded with lust, and I swear I thought he was going to pull the car over and take me again right here.
We had plenty of fun on our date, but I loved the way I could bend him from just a glance. I hadn’t had them all at once yet, but anytime we were all together, the anticipation of it hung between us like a wet cloth waiting to be wrung out.
Nox soon pulled into Mickey’s parking lot and parked the car with a jerk that separated our kissing fiasco in the back seat, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at him.
We all climbed out of the car, and Thorne held the door for us as we walked into the diner. The soft chatter from other customers and the sound of the jukebox playing classic rock ‘n’ roll tunes set the perfect backdrop for the evening.
It reminded me of all the other times I had been here throughout my life. Oh, how times had changed…
I couldn’t help but wonder if this would be my last meal at Mickey’s. My eyes wandered toward my booth, and I started walking over to it, the guys following behind me. Then we all took our seats, and I admired all the polaroid photos from over the years still shoved under the thin glass, the napkin drawings, and all the small little pieces of my life that had come to an end a year ago.
Even after a year, the pain of losing my dad still clung to me like a heavy fog over my heart.
I had moved through the world for the past year as if in a daze, unable to grasp the enormity of the void that had suddenly taken residence in my life. I had filled that void with fiery rage and promised myself that I wouldn’t rest until I killed the son of a bitch who took my dad from me.
Every routine, every familiar space, became a painful reminder of his absence, which was why I hadn’t sat at this booth since the last time I was here with him. I couldn’t comprehend the idea that I would never again share a moment, seek guidance, or experience the comforting presence that had always been my anchor.
Until I realized that the weight had gotten lighter and lighter after I had metthem. Bastian, Thorne, and Nox swept in and somehow made all my rage simmer down to the point where it was the last thought on my mind whenever they were around.
Something had shifted in me, but regardless of the changes…
I had to finish this. No matter what it took.
Mickey walked over to the booth and gave me a beaming smile, one I hadn’t seen in forever.
It reminded me a lot of the one she used to give my father, one filled with so much love. I knew it was because of where I chose to sit tonight; maybe it made her feel better to know that I was healing in some way or at least trying to.
I hoped she had, too. Deep down, I felt like her and Dad would have eventually gotten together, but with my father’s stubbornness and the mutual respect Mickey and Dad had for my mother, neither of them ever crossed those lines.
Do the ‘what if’ scenarios ever leave your mind?
“Serina, I’m so happy to see you. What can I getcha?” she said, holding up her pad and pen. If she noticed Bastian, Thorne, and Nox being Vampires she didn’t give it away.
“My usual,” I replied with a smile.
“You and your breakfast,” she laughed.
“They say it’s the most important meal of the day. I see no problem with having it twice,” I joked, and she beamed back at me.
“And for you all?” she asked, looking the guys over before arching her brow at me.
