Naughty & Nice: A Holiday Storybook Novella by Jurd Angelique

Author:Jurd, Angelique [Jurd, Angelique]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Small Black Cat Media
Published: 2019-12-17T16:00:00+00:00

BODEN

I stretch and yawn, feeling lazy and contented. From the other side of the bed, where he’s tucked under Rorik’s arm, Button woofs at me and wags his tail.

“Shhhh, you’ll wake him up.” I bury my nose in Rorik’s hair. Usually, he’s the first awake but Christmas is only a few days away and he’s been working almost around the clock.

Button, looking shameless, woofs again and thumps his tail harder against the mattress. He probably wants to pee. There’s a special flap in the back door - Rorik had promptly asked why I didn’t just buy a barn and be done with it when he’d first seen it - for him, so I decide to take one for the team and lift Rorik’s arm, so the oversized goofball can get up.

It takes a little bit of prying. Rorik’s hold on him - both figuratively and literally - has intensified over the past two weeks and there is something touching and beautiful about watching such a big man cling to him in sleep.

Just as he wriggles free, Button releases a happy yip and Rorik stirs.

“I’m awake,” he mumbles. He rolls over and pulls me into his arms. Button trots off down the hall; I hear the flap as it swings up.

“You sure about that?” I snuggle down, pulling the comforter up over my shoulders.

“Mmmhmmm.”

I run my fingers through the thick hair on his chest, inching them toward his nipple. Just as I’m about to flick the nub with my finger, Rorik closes his hand over mine and lifts one eyelid.

“If you start playing with the volume control, Small One, things are going to get loud in here.”

I smother a laugh against his chest. Rorik not only loves having his nipples played with, I’ve discovered, but he becomes very vocal and very loud. Not that he’s all that quiet the rest of the time, but the effect is so dramatic when I play with his nipples that I’ve taken to referring to them as Volume Control buttons.

We haven’t spent every night here over the last two weeks. Some of them have been in Poinsettia Place. On those nights, I pick up Button and take him with me. He’s already learned to go straight to Astrid’s kitchen where she stuffs him full of all kinds of treats, including home-baked dog biscuits. My dog is going to be the size of a small tank soon.

In just two days though, it will be Christmas Eve and Rorik will need to do what he refers to as his rounds. He’ll put on The Suit, take his lists and the presents and The Sleigh - that I’m still pretending to not be interested in - and be Santa Claus.

I know it’s ridiculous but as exciting as it all is, I’m dreading being apart. What if he decides while he’s gone that he’s had enough of me? That it’s time to move on? Yes, I know it’s only been two weeks and I have no right to be feeling any of the things I’m feeling but… I can’t help it.

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