Page 57 of Hallowed


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“What do you say to a quickie in this filthy gas station bathroom?” he continues, eyes flicking pointedly to Cassian. “You know. Just you and me. And this very tense, very hard-working soldier.”

My stomach flips.

God. Of course that’s what they mean.

I level Talon with a look, but my body betrays me instantly. My pulse skids lower.

“Are you serious?” I ask.

“I mean…” he purrs, voice dipping, deliberately lazy. “We could die tomorrow.”

Yup, just like always.

I look at Cassian.

He stares at me blankly at first, then glances to the side like he’s embarrassed he ever listened to Talon’s idea. But he doesn’t back out. Oh no.

When I wait long enough, he looks at me again and shrugs.

My pulse stutters.

“It’s filthy in here,” I say simply.

“How did you pee then?” Talon asks.

“I didn’t touch anything.”

He smiles, wide and mischievous. The same grin he wore before Rhea, before everything went sideways. The one that always makes my thoughts slide somewhere they shouldn’t.

“Well then, baby,” he murmurs, voice dipping low. “You won’t touch anything now, either.”

Something hot coils in my stomach.

“How?” I ask. “How do you wanna do this?”

Talon smiles even wider.

“Is that a yes?” he asks.

“I just want to know the plan,” I say.

But my body is already leaning forward, already reacting. My pussy aches, tightening with every inch of space that disappears between us.

“We’ll hold you up,” he says, stepping close enough that his breath ghosts my cheek. “Keep you off the walls, the floor… Your pretty little pussy won’t eventhinkabout touching a surface.”

My breath catches on impact.

He knows exactly how to hit me. Exactly how to dismantle whatever flimsy resistance I pretend to have.

“…it’s filthy,” I whisper, but it comes out thin, dissolving even as I say it.

“We’re strong men, baby,” Talon murmurs, brushing his chest against mine. Just enough to make my nipples tighten painfully under my clothes. “And we’ve been dying to get our hands on you again. Promise we won’t let you fall.”

My pulse spikes so hard I feel it in my tongue.

I look at the key in Talon’s hand.

Then at Talon’s mouth. It’s clearly inviting trouble.