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hard, really hard, really fast.
    Fox bit his way down the side of Roth’s throat. At the same time, his hands slid down to the tie holding Roth’s robes closed. He tugged the knot loose then used both hands to caress Roth’s chest and abdominals, making the muscles jump.
    The faintest whisper of air let Roth know that his robes had been spread wide open, not that it really mattered. The man had already seen him fully naked. He felt something hard poking against his lower back. Was that Fox’s...erection? The idea that Fox was getting excited from touching him sent the oddest thrill through him. He couldn’t stop himself from arching upward, into Fox’s expert hands. His cock filled to full throbbing erection.
    Someone released a deep appreciative sigh directly in front of him.
    Roth jerked violently out of his sensual daze, his body going entirely rigid in alarm. His head turned to pinpoint the intruder despite his inability to see, his nostrils flaring, scenting the air. Someone... No, several men were right in front of him. Battle-honed instincts urged him to bare his teeth in a snarl and lunge to his feet to strike.
    Fox threw his arm around Roth’s chest, his other arm going around his throat, stopping him through sheer brute force.
    Roth choked and struggled, anger and panic surging through him. He pawed at Fox’s restraining arm with fingers that refused to work. His feet were unable to find purchase on the floor.
    “Calm down.” Fox pulled Roth’s head back against his shoulder and his arm tightened, cutting off a bit more of his air. “Yes, we have an audience.”
    Roth gasped for breath. An audience...?
    “Five extremely wealthy patrons.” He chuckled softly. “You’ve frightened them, you know.”
    That actually made Roth feel somewhat better.
    “They barely dare to breathe in your presence.” Fox brushed his lips against Roth’s temple. “Even though they know you cannot walk.” Fox’s hand slid from his throat up to cup Roth’s jaw, tilting his head back. “Even though they know you cannot grasp them in your hands.” Fox’s lips brushed against Roth’s throat and traveled downward, leaving shivers in their wake. “Even though you have been chained.” His voice dropped to the softest of whispers. “They fear you.”
    Despite the fact that he was being watched, Roth found it hard to pay attention to anything but the words coming from Fox’s burning mouth and wicked tongue. His pounding heart eased. His tense muscles unwound. His cock began to pulse with renewed interest.
    “You are a tiger restrained behind bars, but still deadly, and so beautiful.” Fox’s restraining arm loosened to sweep his palm across Roth’s chest. “Fire and molten steel.” Fox’s palm moved down his belly. “They don’t dare touch you, but they want to.” His hand pressed against the inside of Roth’s right thigh, pushing the leg wider. “They want to feel your strength.” His hand moved back up Roth’s thigh, his fingers brushing against Roth’s balls.
    Roth’s belly clenched, startled by the sensation.
    “They want to hold your power.” Fox fisted the base of Roth’s cock and pulled, delivering one slow, firm stroke all the way to the head. His thumb rubbed across the crown, smearing the seeping moisture. He slid back down then up then over, rubbing with his thumb.
    Roth’s cock pulsed in both delight and shock. Fuck...he’s good. His head fell back, his mouth open on a soundless moan. Damn it, I shouldn’t be enjoying this! He’d never let any man touch him before, though he’d had plenty of offers, but under the current circumstances...? It’s not like I can stop him.
    Fox whispered against his ear. “Your lust is exciting them.”
    Roth suddenly noticed the sound of heavy breathing coming from several sources right in front of him. The slight scent of sweat and musk drifted on the air. His audience was getting excited. Embarrassment clashed with a strange sense of pride.
    Fox took