Reissue and Giveaway! Every Last Fantasy: A Christmas Novella by Shiloh Walker

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After a naughty Christmas wish, Vikky discovers that she has a wicked secret admirer. Taunted by teasing notes, seduced by sinful promises, she finds herself living out some of her wildest fantasies.

Erik had no idea that agreeing to play Santa would put him back in Vikky’s orbit—or that she would make such a sexy Christmas wish. Unable to resist her warm blue eyes or the promise of her amazing body, he gives in to the urge to fulfill her Christmas fantasy.

But what started out as fun turns into so much more…

Please note: This title has been previously issued. It has been substantially re-edited with a fair amount of rewriting, but very little new material has been added.

One of her hands went around his neck but the other started to reach for the blindfold. “Don’t touch it, Vikky.”

If she saw him and pulled away…mine. He couldn’t help but think it. Mine. The thought of her pulling away shattered him.

Her hand fell away as he carried her inside, lowering her to the floor beside the kitchen table, bending his head to buss her lips. “I’ve things I want to do to you,” he murmured, walking around her, staring at her as she stood there. He freed the clasp on her cloak and tossed it on the table behind her. It fell across the smooth surface like a blanket as he caught the tangled, twisted material of her skirt.

By the time he had the skirt and her panties off, his hands were shaking.

She stood in front of him now wearing an emerald green sweater and boots.

He slid a hand around her waist and pulled her against him, his hand smoothing across the taut, silken skin of her ass.

”Don’t you want to know what kind of things?” he asked.

She sucked in a breath. “Yes.”

“Things I’ve dreamed about…Vikky, sugar, you wouldn’t believe my dreams.” He lifted his head and watched as he brought his hand down on the plump curve her ass—a sharp, stinging little slap.

When the harsh, hungry cry fell from her lips, Erik could have growled in triumph. ”You like that.”

“Yes.” She gulped in air.

“You told me that,” he murmured, dipping his head to brush his lips across her shoulder. “When we talked online. You told me all sorts of things, Vikky. Did you mean them?”

Her response was a startled inhalation of breath…and a slow nod.

“Good. Now…take off your sweater. I want to see you. All of you.”

Shiloh Walker has been writing since she was a kid. She fell in love with vampires with the book Bunnicula and has worked her way up to the more...ah...serious vampire stories. She loves reading and writing anything paranormal, anything fantasy, and nearly every kind of romance. Once upon a time she worked as a nurse, but now she writes full time and lives with her family in the Midwest.

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