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Grey's hand snakes around my thighs, fingers circling my clit as he senses my nearing climax. "Keep reading, Avery," he growls softly. "Don't stop until I say we're done."

My elbows threaten to buckle underneath me as my fingers grasp the fragile paper, straining to read the final words.

"Upon his lips as he com… compounded," I moan loudly as Grey picks up speed, slamming into me forcefully from behind. "The draught, and as he drank it…"

I tense up, clenching around his cock as I feel the start of my orgasm rolling through me, sending me back into the darkness that I love and crave. Grey's breathing deepens, becomes ragged, fingers holding onto me tightly as he starts to reach his own peak.

"He drank it, pledged the dead man."

The two of us cry out together, bodies trembling as we fall like dominoes onto the table. Grey's body crashes on top of mine, his face buried into my hair as his cock jerks inside me with his release.

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde are forgotten, the book laying open next to my head while he kisses the side of my face. And as we come back to reality, the last words still linger in the air.

We've both pledged our allegiance to the Deadman.

Chapter 16

Grey

She smells and looks amazing.

It takes all of my willpower not to stop her from fixing her clothes up, to bend her back over the table and go round two.

Knowing she's all over my cock right now, it's pacifying.

Having her back in front of me is the only thing stopping me from tearing this place apart. But fuck knows I want to—even Damon does. But we know that we have to handle this delicately. Too many people could get caught in the crossfire if we don't take our time.

I don't fucking care to be honest. As long as Avery comes out of it alive, let the others burn. Except I know she wouldn't be able to live with that.

When she thinks no one is looking, I catch her seeking out Capello, checking that the other girl is still unharmed.

After what Capello did, part of me wishes she would suffer. There will never be enough punishment to repay what she did to Avery.

My girl begs to differ, constantly reminding us that it appears Capello has seen the error of her ways now that her pathetic dick-on-a-stick is out of the picture.

I guess I have alittlesympathy for what she would have gone through downstairs. It's hard not to when Avery was down there with her, experiencing the same thing. But my heart doesn't beat for anyone except my little killer. And if anything, Capello was a part of the reason Avery was taken. She started this whole mess, whether she's repented her ways or not.

"Should we go look for the others?" Avery asks, putting Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde back on the shelf.

"No," I answer casually, careful not to draw her attention to anything. "I just want to be alone with you for a bit."

She nods, giving me a smile as she heads back over. "Are you doing okay?"

I raise an eyebrow at her, secretly teasing her need to always care about others while fighting her own demons. "I'm fine. Areyou?"

There's barely any sign of discomfort at my question, worrying me.

Just before breakfast, I met up with Damon once I knew Avery was safe. He didn't have much to say as usual, but he did, inDamon words, express a concern about herlack of emotions.

I laughed it off, telling him to cut her some slack after everything that happened. But even now, I see it. She's detaching, completely dissociated from the situation as if she wasn't just tortured. A few times I've spotted her staring off into space, a battle behind her eyes as she compartmentalizes her emotions.

She's scared.

Maybe she's worried that she'll drive us away if she loses her shit. Or that it's too much to handle.

There's a greater need to reassure her, to tell her that's not the case. But there's a part of me that's worried too, terrified that I'll push her away if I make her open up.

Which is why it pains me to think that she opened up to Damon, of all people.

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