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"I'm not stressed," he replies. "I'm focused. There's a difference."
"I'm just saying," I smile weakly at him. "Doesn't hurt to look after yourself as well."
Damon shakes his head slowly. "You don't win wars with weakness, Avery."
Before I can answer, Grey stalks out of the aisle, my eyes turning to find him. I watch sadly as I spot Theo heading out behind him, leaving through the library doors.
"Come with me," Grey says, holding out his hand.
I take it, brushing past Damon as I follow. "Where's Theo going?"
He doesn't answer me, instead pulling me into an aisle. It's empty except for us, and he drags me to the end, pushing my body against the wall.
Covering my mouth with his, I kiss him back for a few seconds, before breaking the kiss. "Grey…"
"Ssh," he says, silencing me. "Trust me."
Chapter 22
Avery
Grey drops to his knees in front of me, running his hands up the front of my legs. When he reaches the hem of my skirt, he fiddles with it, pleased.
"I'm glad you wore a skirt today," he murmurs, dipping his hands underneath to find my underwear.
The feel of his fingers on my body sends a rush of heat through me, but I'm still conflicted and torn.
Hooking the sides of my underwear, he drags them down my legs, tapping my calves to direct me to step out of them. I comply, resting my hands on his shoulders for balance.
"Where's Theo?" I ask again.
No one left the library with him, so I'm worried that a guard will find him or that he won't be able to get back into the locked rooms.
Grey pushes my legs apart, trailing his fingers up my inner thigh. Pausing over his engraving, he looks up at me.
"Do you remember what this says?" he asks, demand in his voice.
"Mine," I whisper.
He nods, satisfied with my answer. "Exactly."
I gasp quietly when he slides a finger inside of me, pumping it slowly in and out. I can barely focus, and my legs shake slightly when he adds another digit.
"Look at how wet you are," he breathes out. "Who made you wet?"
"You," I answer with a small whimper.
"Good," he says. "You better remember that."
Grey circles my clit with his thumb while curling his other fingers. I lean forward, gripping his shoulders tighter.
"I want you to look at me," he growls, and when I find his eyes, I gasp at how much darker they look now. The usual gray orbs look cloudy, like there's a beast behind them fighting to get out.
He removes his fingers, wiping my arousal over his mark. Suddenly, I feel something behind me. It startles me, but before I can process it or move, my pussy is filled with something hard.
It hits me instantly that I'm pushed against the glory hole, someone's cock buried inside of me. I look at Grey in panic, expecting him to explode, but he just nods at me.
"Feel that, little killer? It should be familiar. You've taken that dick before."
