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their cocks swelled. He bit
    down over a groan.
    Then, to his profound relief, Wod shrugged and eased back. “All right, you can
    sit.” He stood but turned immediately, pointing at Lon. “But you’re staying here.
    We’re going to discuss this.”
    From his seat, Lon glared at Wod’s back as the bigger man turned away. “You
    can’t make me stay.”
    Wod threw a dark glance over one broad shoulder. “I could .” Just the look
    assured Lon that Wod had at least a few ways of physically detaining Lon. “But I
    think you’ll want to stay.”
    Self-conscious, Lon drew his undershirt down and his jacket closed. The dildo
    fell with a loud thump on the thick rug that covered the hardwood floor, and he
    stared at it, unable to make himself pick it up. “Why?” he asked, unsure whether
    looking at the dildo or tracking the other man’s movements around the room was
    preferable.
    Liquid poured into a glass mug, and Lon peeked up just as Wod poured a
    second mug of deep red sleighberry wine from a thick earthenware jug set on a side
    table. “Because,” Wod said as he pushed the cork back into the jug. He turned, two
    glasses in hand. “I can tell you all you need to know about Rom.”

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    Jet Mykles

    Chapter Five

    Lon stared up at Wod, ignoring the drink held a few inches from his face.
    “Excuse me?”
    Wod raised an eyebrow and jiggled the mug. “Have a drink.”
    Lon took the mug, more to get it out of the way than to sip. He wrapped his
    hands around the warmth he set on his knee. “What did you say?”
    Wod’s grin was not hidden by the drink he lifted to his mouth. He sipped,
    watching Lon over the rim, then lowered the mug and licked moisture from his lips.
    “You say you’re in love with Rom.”
    “Yes.”
    Wod took his time lowering himself to the couch beside Lon. He stretched out,
    wedging into the corner with one knee bent over the side and the other resting
    against the back of the couch. The position opened his crotch to Lon, who tried his
    best to ignore the clear outline of the cock straining Wod’s pants.
    Wod took another sip, then curled the glass against his cheek. “If you’re in love
    with someone, you should know all you can about them. Rom and I have been close
    all our lives. I know everything you need to know.”
    Lon narrowed his gaze. “Everything?”
    Wod’s wicked grin told him more than he perhaps wanted to know.
    “Everything.”
    Hastily Lon averted his gaze. He brought the wine to his lips to buy time to
    think. But sleighberry wine would not be ignored, especially when it had been
    perfectly mulled. The berries themselves were tart, with a faint, cool sweetness to

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    them. When heated with sugar and a touch of peppermint, it was a feast for the
    taste buds. Lon couldn’t help but close his eyes and savor it.
    “You may have more, if you like,” a seductive voice assured him.
    He opened his eyes, belatedly realizing he’d finished more than half of the
    liquid in the mug he cradled at his lips. “No. Thank you.” Aware that his voice had
    dropped a half octave, he lowered the mug to his knees, primly held closed before
    him despite the protrusion in his pants. “It’s wonderful, though.”
    “Thank you. It’s my own recipe.”
    “Really?” Lon stole a glance at Wod, who hadn’t moved from his sexy sprawl.
    “You mulled this yourself?”
    Wod raised his mug to the light, watching the light prism through the heavy
    glass. “My mother is a cook. I grew up in the kitchens.” He brought the mug back
    down to balance it on one side of his chest. “We both did.”
    “We?”
    Wod’s grin widened. “Rom. And me. His mother was a cook too.”
    “Oh!” Lon found himself smiling, delighted to know such a thing. “That’s nice.
    Both of my parents worked in the warehouses.”
    “You did as well, didn’t you?”
    Lon found his glass back at his lips but paused to glance at Wod. “How did you
    know that?”
    Wod shrugged. “I