Being chased by Santa around Christmas decorations? Sounds ridiculous, doesn’t it?
Yet, here I was, in my Snow Princess uniform, dodging fake Christmas trees and real-life gingerbread houses, while trying to run away from my very grumpy coworker. A coworker who reminded me more of Scrooge, than of Santa. A coworker with whom I was madly in love with since the first moment at this job.
So what happens when he catches me? Do I fight the attraction, or do I let Santa feast on my milk and cookies? It’s a winter season after all, and I’m hoping to receive my long-expected present. Even if it means for once I have to be naughty, instead of nice.
The Feast is a short erotic story (around 16k words), with kinky and cozy elements, just the perfect combination for the winter holidays! It’s intended for mature audiences only, and promises a very merry HEA!
Yet, here I was, in my Snow Princess uniform, dodging fake Christmas trees and real-life gingerbread houses, while trying to run away from my very grumpy coworker. A coworker who reminded me more of Scrooge, than of Santa. A coworker with whom I was madly in love with since the first moment at this job.
So what happens when he catches me? Do I fight the attraction, or do I let Santa feast on my milk and cookies? It’s a winter season after all, and I’m hoping to receive my long-expected present. Even if it means for once I have to be naughty, instead of nice.
The Feast is a short erotic story (around 16k words), with kinky and cozy elements, just the perfect combination for the winter holidays! It’s intended for mature audiences only, and promises a very merry HEA!