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Damon
    understood, the way he always claimed to.
    His arms were starting to go numb, as were his legs. The chains and cuffs were tight, and he was hot and cold at the
    same time.
    “I’l undo the cuffs—but don’t you move. Understood?”
    The command i n Damon’s tone was something that couldn’t b e ignored. Tanner responded t o i t, wanted more o f it,
    needed to obey and so he nodded, shivered as the cuffs came off. Damon rubbed the blood back into his arms and legs
    and Tanner al owed it, stayed calm and fol owed Damon’s instructions.
    “Better?” Damon asked and Tanner nodded mutely.
    A smooth, cool palm rubbed the nape of his neck and Tanner breathed again.
    “Touch is hard when you first come back,” Damon murmured, so only the two of them could hear.
    “It always was,” Tanner whispered back. “Too much contact and I…”
    “ I know.” Damon’s hand rubbed, massaged, moved t o Tanner’s shoulders—that, h e hadn’t expected…he’d thought
    it would be al hard edges. No talking except for dirty words…no time for his likes and dislikes.
    “Is it supposed to be like this?”
    “It’s not supposed to be like anything.”
    Tanner nodded. Swal owed hard. Then, “I like it rough.”
    “I know that too.” But Damon didn’t stop the gentle massage. His fingers trailed the dips of Tanner’s muscles, even as
    Tanner’s skin felt hot and tight.
    He was achy and needy, ready to beg.
    But he didn’t. Wouldn’t.
    “You’re a tough one, aren’t you?” Damon mused. “Al you have to do is ask.”
    “It’s never that simple.”
    “This time, it is.”
    Could it be? He’d spent too much time believing otherwise.
    “What do you want?” Damon’s voice invaded his ears. “Do you want me to lay you out across my lap and spank you
    until your ass is red and you’re coming on my thighs because you can’t not come?”
    Tanner opened his mouth to say no, but no didn’t come out. His cock twitched though, his body betraying him every
    step of the way, and even though Damon couldn’t see that, he knew. The man just knew.
    “Spank you…and then fuck you into tomorrow,” Damon continued and God, yes.
    Tanner looked up when he realized he’d spoken those words out loud. Damon’s eyes blazed, a smal smile playing on
    his lips.
    “Then it’s going to happen. Now.”
    Within seconds, and with surprising ease, Damon pul ed Tanner up off the bed and positioned him across his lap,
    bare ass in the air.
    He cried out with a howl of surprise, struggled but a strong arm held him down, steadied him while the other came
    down, bare hand meeting bare skin. He swore he could smel the lust—his own, Damon’s…Joe’s and Hunt’s, because
    even though he couldn’t see them, they were watching this play out.
    He heard his breath hitch and he felt like crying but he wanted more.
    And then Damon’s hand came down on his bare ass a second time and a third in quick succession.
    Tanner’s face had already flamed, he lost his breath and began to moan incoherently. His body bucked, and he heard
    the sounds of approval around him as he lost himself in the rhythm…the pain…the loss of control.
    He was going to come. His cock rubbed Damon’s thigh and his bal s tightened in anticipation, and he screwed his
    eyes tight and prepared to let his body take him where he needed to be. At least until Damon’s voice broke in.
    “You don’t come without my permission—you know that,” Damon told him firmly. “I think you just wanted to be
    punished.”
    “Please,” he tried to say, but it came out a whimpered moan and that bought him three more heavy, fast slaps, and his
    cock throbbed against Damon’s thigh. Then Damon grabbed his hair and lifted his head so Tanner could see Joe and
    Hunt watching, lust heavy in their eyes.
    “Such a good boy…putting on a nice show for the men,” Damon told him as he slapped his ass a few more times and
    Tanner struggled for balance. “Tel them you like