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Alex faintly heard lyrics to Tokio Hotel’s “Scream”in the distance.
    “Is he like you?” Disgust dripped from her words. She stalked toward Uli.
    Though Alex had allowed her to punish him, she couldn’t touch Uli. He wouldn’t let her.
    “No!” He locked her wrist in a death grip and held it still. He stared into her angry face until the rope hit the floor with a solid thunk .
    “No more.” He kicked the hated rope out of her reach and put his body in front of Ulrich’s. He’d let her do enough damage.
    “Who is he?” she shrieked as if her evaporating form bothered her.
    “He’s mine.”
    “Then who are they?” His mother sneered as she gestured to Cutter huddled in the corner. Storm crouched protectively over him. Storm seemed to be trying to help Cutter, but he needed assistance. He required Alex’s help.
    She disappeared before he could answer. The hand Alex held became Uli’s. Their fingers entwined and their palms rubbed together.
    “Alex. Thank you for saving me.” Ulrich lowered his voice. “Let me show you how grateful I am.”
    The scene changed. Uli lay tied spread-eagled on Alex’s bed in Club Zombie. Cutter and Storm secured ropes onto Uli’s hands. “Take me, Alex. I’m yours. You know I’m yours.”
    In unison Storm and Cutter echoed Ulrich’s wishes. “Yes. Take him, Alex. Then take us. You know we’re yours.”
    Yes, they were his. Alex crawled onto the bed and pressed close. Ulrich’s body heat warmed Alex, and Cutter’s hands caressed his sides. The movement was like throwing a lit match on dry wood. He went up in flames. His body wouldn’t stop its slow sensual slide against the man beneath him.
    “You like me tied up?” The pupils of Uli’s eyes expanded and almost covered his bright blue.
    “Yes, I like controlling you. I want to bring you pleasure.” The words surprised Alex, but it wasn’t the first time he was aware of his desire for control. He captured Uli’s lips in a fiery kiss as he moved Uli’s hips, rutting them against his own.
    A sharp cry jolted Alex from his dream. Warm wetness drenched his thigh through his sweat pants. A real hand wrapped over his erection and massaged him. The tight warmth felt better than anything Alex had ever known.
    “You come too.” Uli slid his fist over Alex’s shaft.
    Terror ripped through Alex. “What?”
    Then he realized he was reclined in Ulrich’s bed. The nearly naked man was trying to coax an orgasm from him. Alex couldn’t let his seed spill.
    “No.” He jerked away. Alex had to stop this.
    Ulrich’s face fell. Glancing down, Alex understood the puddle cooling on his thigh belonged to Uli. He felt sickened. How could his best friend betray him like this?
    “Oh.” An expression of hurt marred Ulrich’s face. “I’m sorry. Really, I thought you were awake… I would never have… Oh God. I’m sorry.”
    Uli scrambled out of bed so fast he tripped on the tangled bed sheets and landed on all fours on the floor.
    The sight of his apartment-mate’s butt in the air did nothing to calm Alex’s panic. Uli had touched him and would have kept touching him. He breathed slowly. His dream was still affecting him because he needed to try to control his desire to knead those mounds.
    “Why did you think I was awake?” He’d never been so angry with Uli before.
    “You said you wanted to control me and you wanted to give me pleasure.” He shook his head and his eyes misted. “I didn’t know you weren’t awake. You grabbed my hips and moved me against you. I swear I would have never…”
    Gosh. In that moment Ulrich appeared so young, not just chronilogically but emotionally.
    Uli wrestled with the sweats twisted under his butt. The tip of his spent cock still leaked against his stomach. Noticing Alex’s stare, Uli struggled to cover himself. “I’m sorry.”
    Maybe Alex should hand Uli a pillow or blanket to preserve what remained of his modesty, but his hands wouldn’t cooperate.
    Once his clothing