Defensive Zone (The Dartmouth Cobras #2) Read Free Page B

figure out
who the man was. Landon Bower, the Cobra's new goaltender.
Twenty-five and at the top of his game, Bower had been stuck on
Montreal's farm team in Hamilton his whole career. The Cobras were
desperate for a starting goaltender and Bower was everything they
needed. Talented and kinky. The kink wasn't a requirement, but it
made things easier. A good third of the team was in the lifestyle
in one way or another. It wasn't exactly conventional for a team's
general manager to seek out players with certain sexual . . . leanings , but it tightened the ranks, which was exactly what
Dean wanted.
    "This is not what my club usually looks
like." Dean motioned towards the set up with his bottle. "Delgado's
daughter is getting married to one of the players, and getting
collared by another. My brother, your coach, thought it would be
good for the team to do it here."
    "And you don't agree?" Bower took his beer
from the bartender and frowned when the man gave him a swift once
over. Straight then. He held the bartender's eye until the sub
ducked his head and scuttled away. Then he swiveled in his chair to
face Dean. "You have a problem with polyamory?"
    "Not at all." Dean frowned. "You?"
    "No. I've shared. I see the appeal." Bower
paused and took a sip of his beer. "But I've never found a sub that
would make the complications worth the headache. Takes a bit more
work, in my opinion. One on one is hard enough."
    "Very true." Dean tipped his beer bottle to
clink it to Bower's. He liked the man already. "So you leave
someone special in Gaspe or Hamilton?"
    "Would that be a problem?"
    "Only if it distracts you from the game."
    Bower grinned. "Nothing distracts me." He
angled his bottle towards the club's packed entry. "Mon Dieu, I
might find someone to help pass the time, though."
    At the front desk, probably filling out the
club's required waver, a petite blond with an ass-to-die-for
covered in snug pink booty shorts bent over.
    Dean admired the view and thunked his fist on
the bar. "Well now. Perhaps the night isn't a complete loss after
all. I'll admit, Bower, this whole wedding things doesn't do it for
me. But if it brings in some fresh meat like that—"
    "I wouldn't want to alienate myself by
competing with my GM for a woman." Bower cocked his head. "Not that
either of us have a shot. Looks like she's taken."
    Two slender men came up to fill in the forms
beside the woman. The one in snug black jeans and a black silk
shirt put a possessive hand on her waist, then laughed out loud and
pushed her away. Then he moved in behind the man in leather chaps
and a chastity belt, carrying a large white gift box topped with a
huge white bow, and whispered something in his ear.
    "Look at little closer, Bower." Dean's lips
curved into a sardonic smile. "She's not taken. She's here with her
gay friends. Probably a safety thing. Which makes her hot and smart."
    Bower didn't say a word. Face impassive, he
seemed to study the men like they were opponents in possession of
the puck.
    With her back still to them, the woman
adjusted the collar of the apparent dominant's shirt and then
rubbed her face against his arm like a kitten demanding attention.
The dominant raked his fingers into her hair and pulled her in for
a rough kiss.
    "I'd say the dynamic of their relationship is
a tad off balance, but she's with them." Bower shrugged. "You've
got unattached subs here, right?"
    Dean kept his gaze locked on the woman and
found he couldn't look away. His gaze trailed her as she made her
way through the crowd filtering into the main room and settling on
the long wood benches that had temporarily replaced all the crossed
and stocks and spanking benches. Something about her had every
protective instinct within clawing past reason and demanding he see
more. He considered himself an observant man. First impressions
spoke volumes. Even from across the room, he could sense the
connection between the men. The woman seemed like an afterthought,
despite the passionate