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“Deal.”

Declan shuffled off to the kitchen, and I returned my attention to setting up the tree, humming as I worked.

Operation Christmas Cock was off to a good start. Step one was underway. Step two? Be irresistible.

Chapter 5 - Declan

Austin leaned over the counter, palms braced on the edge. His eyes were shut and he was taking deep breaths.

One glance down confirmed my suspicions: he was trying to get an erection under control.

I walked up behind him, kissed the back of his neck, and slid one hand down his front to cup his bulge.

Austin shivered at the touch.

“You ok?” I murmured in his ear.

He nodded. “He smells too good.”

I pressed my own hard-on to his ass. “I understand.”

He moaned softly. “It’s too early for him to smell that good.”

I kissed his neck again. “Give it a few minutes. The coffee smell will help.”

“Yeah.”

I released him, grabbed three mugs, and added cream and sugar. Three spoons of sugar and a good splash of cream for Jamie, one spoon and only a touch of cream for Austin.

He was still braced against the counter once I was done, so I turned him and kissed him properly.

Austin melted into the kiss.

“Do I need to cover for you so you can get your cock under control?” I whispered against his lips.

“Please.”

“Ok.” I rested my forehead against his. “Start some breakfast sandwiches. That’ll take you a few minutes, and should be enough.”

He nodded.

I kissed him again. “Every minute with Jamie is precious. Even if he does torture us with freshly-sexed-omega scent.”

He huffed out a laugh. “He’s an asshole for not rinsing off after jerking himself though.”

“I know. I’ll take it out on your ass later.”

Austin shivered. “Ok.”

I poured the coffee, stirred the mugs, then carried mine and Jamie’s out to the living room—where he had the tree in its base and was looking for an outlet.

“Your coffee, fine sir,” I declared, holding out his mug.

Jamie took the mug, blew on it a few times, then took a deep gulp. “You guys make the best coffee.”

I smiled. “It’s a team effort. Austin does his magic with the beans, and I know just how much sugar and cream you like.”

“And it’s perfect every time.”