Our newest book, Season’s Beatings is was published just before Christmas. Wahoo!
Jane wasn’t looking forward to a lonely Christmas but a decorating accident had her waking at the North Pole. The muscular Viking called Nick wasn’t what she’d expected Santa to look like, but she had no complaints about his rough treatment of her body. As for him, a voluptuously curvy woman with an ass made for spanking and lips made for sucking was just what he needed before his big night.
“I know everyone’s name,” he laughed, a deep rumbling sound filled with good humor. “You mean you can’t guess where we are?” He slapped her full rear before passing over a steaming mug of hot chocolate, “Drink up. There’s a decent amount of brandy in it.”
He lifted a huge wooden tankard, draining it in one hearty swig then headed inside to work on a sleigh in the centre of the room. The orange glow of the braziers lit the ancient carvings on the wood frame, making them appear to move in the flickering light. Nick secured a huge leather sack in place behind the seat then fitted a harness studded with gold rivets and hung with dissonant bells. Eight empty loops dangled from the long shaft that ran down the centre of the harness, ready for the sleigh pullers. He hung a reindeer skin from each one, bundled up around some hard objects before he was finished.
Jane followed him in and closed the heavy door behind her, sipping the delicious chocolate. As he prepared his sleigh, she couldn’t take her eyes off him. She was a huge fan of strong men with bulging muscles, and he definitely fell into that category…and then some. Sex was foremost in her mind, as usual, and she fought the urge to show him her breasts.
As she took it all in, she realized that somehow she was in the North Pole. That was ridiculous, but she decided to play along because she desperately wanted to be pressed against his naked body.
Once finished, he turned back to Jane, his grin even wider. “Well? Do I have an answer yet, and have you been naughty or nice?” He winked as he pulled her closer, both hands grabbing her ass hard, “Or both?”
A thrill of excitement rushed straight between her legs and she tried to focus on what he’d just asked. “Oh, I’ve been very good this year, Nick,” she lied, noticing the ‘Naughty’ and ‘Nice’ scrolls glowing on the enormous table beside them.
Brushing aside the fact that her name just might be near the top of the naughty list, she imagined him bending her over the sturdy table. With those tree stumps for legs, it would definitely be a good one for that. Heck, the thing probably wouldn’t scoot at all if the big guy rammed into her with all his strength.
Her arms went around his neck and she smiled up at him. “That’s a nice sturdy table you have there, Nick,” she said, giving it a bump with her hip and grinning when it went nowhere.
“You do know I’ve read the lists?” the man teased between kisses. “There’s no malice in you though, and I don’t do puritanical beliefs. You’re way up on the nice list. Let’s make sure of it, while you’re here!” He pulled a small present from his jerkin, passing it to Jane then stepping back.
Revealed was a small doll, curvy and nude apart from a set of minuscule harness that resembled the ones on the sleigh. Nick winked at Jane and drew her attention to the fact that her own clothing now matched the doll exactly, having shifted imperceptibly. The leather straps encircled her breasts and forced them to stand even prouder than usual, a small bell dangled by a loop of thread from each nipple, and the harness split in two at her crotch to leave her fully exposed. The big man stepped closer, catching her arms before she could move and securing them behind her back. “Now then, how do you want to ask me for another present?” he chuckled, opening his trousers to reveal an intimidating erection.
Read a longer excerpt here, and happy holidays!