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It’s not even eleven.”
    “He’s at the Underground. Fucking everything that moves…and he’s going to get himself into trouble with the way he’s
    feeling. Besides, Joe and Hunt are coming on to him pretty strongly…and you know how they like to drug the men who
    aren’t exactly wil ing.”
    Damon’s blood ran cold. He knew that L C had sources a l over the club scene…he’d been a s taken with Tanner as
    Damon had been, but for an entirely different reason. “You’ve been checking on him.”
    “He needs someone to. Apparently, Joe and Hunt have been after him for years. Tanner’s always refused—would
    rather fuck everything and everyone in sight. But when the bartender at the Underground spoke with Joe earlier, he said
    he thought Tanner was warming up to the idea of being with the two of them.”
    “Tanner has no idea what that would entail.”
    “You’re right,” LC said as he stood to leave Damon’s loft. “But it’s not your problem, is it?”
    Tanner and Hunt moved into the VIP area o f the bar before going t o the private back room. Jo e wa s already there,
    holding court, but Hunt stuck close t o Tanner. Bought him a couple o f shots o f Jägermeister, sucked o n hi s neck as
    Tanner downed the shots and then Hunt ran his tongue to Tanner’s lips.
    “You and Jäger are a good mix,” Hunt murmured, brought yet another shot up to Tanner’s lips and man, he’d hate
    himself in the morning, for many different reasons.
    None of that mattered. He was living for the moment, and Hunt’s hand on his jean-clad cock was making that real y
    easy.
    “Glad you final y agreed to join us,” Hunt told him, and Tanner wondered where the sudden spike of his arousal came
    from…and the dizziness.
    Jägermeister was some strong shit but he was no lightweight. He grabbed for the bar but Hunt was there, arms
    around his waist, steadying him. Kissing him until he was aware of the murmurs al around…knew they were being
    watched.
    “What did you give me?” he muttered to Hunt when he came up for air, but Joe was there with them, suggesting to
    Hunt,
    “Why don’t you take him back and let him get comfortable?”
    Angry and horny al at once, Tanner let Hunt guide him through the smal maze of hal ways to the back room they’d
    rented.
    It was s o hard t o keep his thoughts straight, and they jumbled further every time Hunt tweaked o ne o f hi s nipples or
    whispered that he couldn’t wait to get Tanner’s cock in his mouth.
    Final y, they were in the private room.
    “Ever been back here?”
    Tanner shook his head, looked at the various implements lining the wal s—dildos, floggers, masks—
    and it was al private and yet somehow way more intimidating than the room at Crave.
    “I think I should go, Hunt,” he whispered, his throat suddenly dry as hel .
    Hunt handed him a bottle of water. “Don’t worry so much—you’re gonna love it. You know you need it. Come on.”
    Hunt urged him forward toward the bed, and Tanner let his knees buckle grateful y, sat on the edge and drank the
    water.
    Hunt stood in front of him, tugged off his own T-shirt, and then he moved to strip Tanner of his. Pushed him back and
    yanked off his boots and jeans as wel .
    The buzz of the drug though his veins was so…odd. He knew he shouldn’t be here, but his arms were around Hunt
    then and they were rol ing together on the big bed—nipping, sucking at one another. Tanner’s cock leaked as Hunt
    stroked it slowly.
    Too slowly. Impatiently, he pushed Hunt down and mounted him to fuck him.
    But strong hands landed on his shoulders, massaging him with cal used palms. “You’re so ready, aren’t you?”
    It was Joe. He turned his head t o agree and then Joe kissed him, hard and fast and before Tanner knew i t, h e was
    sandwiched between the two men on the bed.
    His body was so fluid, and while Hunt sucked his cock, Tanner didn’t much care what Joe was doing to his arms and
    his legs.
    It was only when Joe turned him