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“I'm not?—”
“You are.” He crowds me against the trailer's metal siding, one hand braced beside my head. “Getting wet just thinking about what we're going to do to him, aren't you?”
My breath catches as he leans in, his mouth hovering inches from mine. “Maybe.”
“Maybe?” His free hand slides down to cup me under my skirt, and we both groan at the contact. “You're soaked, Nova. Absolutely fucking drenched.”
“It's your fault,” I gasp, rocking against his palm. “The things you say, the way you plan to break him...”
“The waywe'regoing to break him,” he corrects, applying just enough pressure to make me see stars. “Together. As a team.”
The word 'team' shouldn't be as erotic as it is, but the way Silas says it—like we're partners in crime, equals in depravity—makes my knees weak.
“We should go inside,” I manage between panting breaths.
He steps back reluctantly, his eyes still burning with promise. “Yeah. We have work to do. A federal agent to corrupt.” His grin is absolutely feral as he reaches for the trailer door. “I can't wait to fuck you after we're done with him. You're going to be so fucking wet from watching him fall apart...”
The promise makes me shiver with anticipation. Whatever we're about to do to Teddy Coleman, whatever lines we're about to cross, one thing is certain.
By the time we're finished with him, none of us will be the same.
18
SILAS
The metal door of the holding trailer creaks open, and I step inside with Nova close behind me. The space smells like rust and fear—every Prophet we've held here has left their mark in sweat and desperation. But tonight's occupant is different.
Teddy Coleman sits upright against the far wall, his wrists zip-tied behind his back and secured to a metal ring. Someone stripped him down to his boxers while he was unconscious, and I have to admit the view isn't terrible. His chest is broader than I expected, scarred in places that speak of military service, with dark hair trailing down his stomach.
The moment he sees us, his spine straightens. His hazel eyes track Nova's movement with unmistakable interest, lingering on the curves visible through her black tank top. Then his gaze shifts to me, and there's heat there too—confusion mixed with want.
“Well, well.” I close the door behind us. “Look who's awake.”
Nova circles him like a predator, her boots silent on the metal floor. “Comfortable, Agent Coleman?”
“I've been in worse situations.” His voice is steady, but there's a roughness to it that suggests otherwise.
“Have you now?” I move to his other side, completing the circle. “The question is, what shall we do with you?”
Teddy's breathing has quickened, though he's trying to hide it. His eyes dart between Nova and me, pupils dilated despite the harsh overhead light.
Nova tilts her head, studying him. “His cock is hard.”
I follow her gaze and smirk. She's right—there's a very obvious tent in his boxers that he can't hide in his current position. “Looks like he's attracted to you, Nova.”
“Just me?” She steps closer to Teddy, close enough that her legs brush his knees. “I don't think so.”
I crouch down beside him, bringing my face level with his. This close, I can see the flecks of green in his hazel eyes, can feel the heat radiating from his skin. “She's got a point. Your dick hard for her, Agent Coleman? Or for me?”
Teddy's jaw works, but no sound comes out. His chest rises and falls faster now, and I can practically feel the war raging inside him.
“Can't decide?” I reach out and trace my finger along his collarbone, feeling him shiver. “That's interesting. Most men know exactly who gets them going.”
“Maybe he's not most men,” Nova says. She drops to her knees in front of him, close enough that her breath fans across his chest. “Maybe Agent Coleman here likes his options open.”
Teddy finally finds his voice. “What do you want from me?”
“Wrong question.” I grip his chin, forcing him to look at me. “The question is what we want to dotoyou. And seeing as you're enjoying this so much...” I glance pointedly at his impressive erection. “I think we can have some fun with this.”
