Romance Writers Behaving Badly: Merry Christmas, Santa

Friday, October 27, 2017

Merry Christmas, Santa - Free BDSM short story

by Cailin Briste

This is the Christmas freebie I've given away for the last few years to my newsletter subscribers. I'm working on a new story for this year, so I've published Merry Christmas, Santa prema-free for everyone. I hope you enjoy the first BDSM story I ever wrote. Derek, Siever, and Jane are still dear to my heart, and I imagine them out on their freighter in deep space living, loving, and struggling to keep their relationship from falling apart.

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Blurb:

Derek doesn’t mind the bouncing, but the jingling is getting on his nerves when Jane decorates for Christmas. Life on board a long-haul space ship can get frustrating, but when the trio on board includes the needs of a sadist, a masochist, and a submissive, it can get explosive. With his boy elf, Siever, rebelling, Derek dons his Santa Dom hat determined to punish those on his naughty list.

Excerpt:

Derek

Derek thumped two fingers on the instrument panel. The fucking jingling was driving him nuts.

“You’re not going to punish her are you?” Siever asked.

His eyes flicking a quick glare at the man seated next to him, Derek growled, “What business is that of yours?"

When Siever pulled himself up in his seat, Derek could tell he was going to defend Jane.
"Are you sure you want to go there?” Derek asked while he looked over again.

Siever rubbed his arm. “It’s just that she’s so happy she can’t help herself. She’s been looking forward to Christmas for weeks.”

"And I’ve put up with this nonsense for weeks. Once we reach the hyperpulse point and enter hyperspace, we are getting this celebration over, so things can get back to normal around here.”
“Ho, ho, ho.” Siever mumbled under his breath.

Derek thumped the instrument panel. Siever sighed and busied himself with readouts on his side of the panel.

Siever

Fuck, why did Derek have to be such an asshole? Derek may be a sadist and Siever a masochist, but that didn’t mean he was a submissive in other areas. Agreeing to Derek assuming the dominant role in this relationship didn’t mean Siever had to put up with his shitty attitude, especially where Jane was concerned. Sure, she loved Derek controlling her. He got that. Controlling and crushing her spirit were two different things. Jane was about the sweetest thing to happen to him in… well, she was the sweetest thing to happen to him. He couldn’t lose that because Derek couldn’t play nice. He wouldn’t.

He wrenched himself from his seat on the bridge and went to find one of the last oranges in the galley cooler. Fresh food would be scarce until they made planetfall three weeks from now. When he entered the break room, he found Jane humming an old Christmas carol while she strung paper Christmas banners throughout the room.

“Don’t tell me you’re going to start acting like an old Scrooge, too?” Jane asked, wrinkling her nose at Siever.

Siever shed his scowl and smiled at her. “Not with our own little Christmas sprite spreading love and joy and jingle all the way.”

Jane giggled, shaking her wrist and jingling the bells on her bracelet. “This is going to be a perfect Christmas. I have my two favorite men with me.” She hopped from the seat she’d been standing on, wrapped her arms around Siever’s neck, and gave him a big, noisy buss.
This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: M/F/M ménage, double and anal penetration, BDSM, a sadistic Dom, a masochistic sub, and a sweet sub. The characters in this story are all over the age of 18.