Page 79 of Deviant Virtue


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I was nearing my climax, and he knew it. He continued doing exactly what he’d started. That was probably what I liked the most—the fact that he knew what I needed and wasn’t holding back on giving it to me in the best way possible.

“Fuck,” I gasped as my orgasm came in waves. An exhilarating feeling overtook me, and I couldn’t see or think straight. I tensed around him, but he didn’t stop. He was determined to find his release after he’d given me mine, and it only provoked another orgasm from me.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I slumped down, feeling him filling me up completely. Nothing but our rapid breathing filled the room, and as I turned around and lay on my back, a sight I would never forget was revealed to me.

Davorin’s curly hair was ruined. A few droplets of sweat fell down his forehead, his plump lips parting ever so slightly as he tried to regain his composure. His deep green eyes were nothing but hungry for more. It was as if this had been only the first step in the game we were playing, and for a moment, I contemplated whether or not to indulge him.

Some of the blood that had splattered on me from Viktor had transferred onto his white shirt. It was alluring—the sight of blood on him made me want to kill more, to give him the satisfaction of a massacre through me.

My perfect partner in crime. Someone who liked to torture and take lives as much as I did. Someone who liked the stench of fresh blood. The other half of me.

He lay on bed next to me and did nothing but stare at me.

His gaze softened; his eyes like a beautiful field of clover in May. Home was a feeling—something much more than just a residence—and after years, I’d found mine. A forever home of darkness, wickedness, and terror. A home so perfect I’d never thought it was possible to find.

He was mine.

I was his.

And no one was able to change that. Not even the Devil himself would be able to take him away. And Lord help those who dared to try. I was prepared to keep him at all costs. No matter what that meant—even if it meant taking his life down to hell with mine.

“Are you feeling okay?”

I melted at the question. Though my face remained impassive, I weakly nodded. With everything that had taken place over the past few hours, I was beyond exhausted. He was the first and only person I was comfortable sleeping in the same room as.

“I’m okay,” I replied. “Ask me again tomorrow though, because I’ll probably be sore.”

Davorin laughed. He took my hand in his and placed a small kiss on my wrist, below the bracelet. “Do you know what the dice were for?”

I shook my head. I never had figured it out.

“Tell me,” I demanded, eager to hear the story.

“When I chose the first dice, the gold reminded me of your hair. It’s luxurious, yet soft. I had a feeling you’d prefer it over a diamond, and I was proven right because you’ve yet to wear the necklace I bought you.”

I chuckled. “I’m not really a diamond type of girl. The necklace is pretty but not something I’d wear.”

“I know.”

“And the numbers?” I pried.

His mouth opened to answer, but before he got the chance, the door opened harshly. I jumped at the sudden motion, my eyes narrowing as Rhea bolted into the room.

“Where the fuck were you?” she yelled. “We need to go—now.”

“What happened?” Davorin asked before I was able to.

However, she didn’t grant him so much as a glance. Her eyes were on me, and as she took a step closer, I saw that she was a mess—makeup smeared underneath her eyes, hands shaking and coated in blood.

“Rhea, whose blood is that?” Something inside me snapped as if I knew the answer would make me furious.

“It’s Aleksei’s,” she whispered.

Both Davorin and I rose to our feet. I straightened my dress and walked out of the door barefoot. Rhea was right beside me. We neared the exit, and across from it was the flight of stairs that led towards the entertainment space.

I sucked in a deep breath.

The place was trashed. Bullet holes in walls, windows smashed, plates thrown off the tables, numerous bodies on the floor. A couple of Aleksei’s men had started to clean up the mess.

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