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smoothed a hand down over his hip and thigh, then slipped it between his spread legs.
    Zaren roared in surprise as the man reached up to touch his sac, sliding his hand through from behind and fondling him. He jolted again, shocked and outraged…and yet he couldn’t control the sudden surge of pleasure that shot to his rod. The man closed his fingers around him and Zaren began to pant and tremble as his cock surged, full and hot, filling the man’s hand.
    Behind him, Cold Eyes was pressing his warm skin into his backside, rubbing muscle and hair and his own stiff rod against Zaren’s arse. Zaren twisted and shook, trying to control the sensations blossoming inside him: dark and red and hot. He panted, losing his breath and his place, and fought against these strange and intense feelings even as he strained to pull his arms free.
    “Beautiful,” muttered Cold Eyes as he released him and reached to smooth his hands over Zaren’s broad shoulders and bunching muscles.
    His skin jumped and tingled beneath the man’s touch as if burned with some hot pleasure, and he closed his eyes and tried to push the feelings away. Tried to pull and shift and work his arms free as the man’s hands smoothed down over his hard belly and hips and flank. Prodding and poking, massaging and stroking everywhere.
    The man stepped away suddenly and Zaren shuddered with relief. His rod was still stiff and protruding, nearly touching the wall when he leaned forward, and his skin still burned and shivered—but the man’s hands were off him.
    He gathered up his strength and tightened his arms, ready to pull: he’d tear himself from this wall and strangle the man.
    But before he could do so, Cold Eyes was there again…in front of him. Zaren gasped a shocked groan as the man knelt before his throbbing cock. He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, as the man curved his fingers over Zaren’s muscular thighs and pulled his hips closer as he leaned forward.
    Zaren’s mind went blank and dark and red as the man’s mouth closed over his rod.
    Nooo …
    He couldn’t think, couldn’t even breathe as he was assaulted by the most unexpected, hot, slick sensation surrounding him. Crying out, he arched forward, then tried to twist away as Cold Eyes slid his throbbing rod deep into his tight, wet mouth, his lips full and his tongue jerking quickly along the bottom of the swollen length. The teasing tongue stroked and flickered along the most sensitive part of him, sending licks of heat and pleasure rushing over him. His cock strained inside that hot cavern, pulsing and throbbing painfully.
    Zaren’s knees gave away and he lost his place, nearly pitching forward. Lust and blazing pleasure roared through him even as he tried to fight his way free from the tight grip on his hips. This was wrong… wrong.
    Jane. It was Jane he wanted…not this man with the cold eyes and the hot mouth.
    But still the man sucked and licked, his lips and tongue fast and hot and hard, and Zaren felt as if he were ready to burst. He closed his eyes, curling his fingers into his palms, panting and shaking while the man held him in place, groaning and sighing against his cock as he worked up and down, up and down, licking and sucking and fondling his sac. The sounds of suction and fluttering licking filled Zaren’s ears, the smell of man and sweat and something smoky and sweet…
    He was wet and hard everywhere. Sweat trailed down his spine as he fought through the sensations, and yet spiraled into the dark vortex of pleasure. All at once the man shifted, and Zaren felt something poking him, probing…his finger.
    Zaren gave a low, guttural cry as the man slid a finger inside him and sucked his rod even harder, faster, tighter. The finger moved in and out, faster and faster, and the tongue flickered wildly around his turgid cock. He was a puddle of heat and raging blood, and the man’s mouth tightened and pulled, dragged and sucked as if he meant to swallow him whole…and then