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Holly's Christmas Dom
Holly's Christmas Dom
Holly's Christmas Dom
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Holly and Mac have been close friends for years, but never had the chance to get together. Now it's time.

When Mac shows Holly what he wants and needs—her as his sub—it's up to her to decide whether to accept him and his lifestyle. She's waited for Mac for years, but never expected such an ultimatum.

Mac knows Holly's the one for him. He's sure she's a sub—his sub—no one else's. It's up to him to show her that.
When they play together for the first time, both of them have to decide—is it for keeps? Or do they part ways when the fun is over?

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Release dateDec 17, 2015
ISBN9781772336313
Holly's Christmas Dom
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Raven McAllan

After 30 plus years in Scotland, Raven now lives near the east Yorkshire coast, with her long-suffering husband, who is used to rescuing the dinner, when she gets immersed in her writing, keeping her coffee pot warm and making sure the wine is chilled. With a new home to decorate and a garden to plan, she’s never short of things to do, but writing is always at the top of her list. Her other hobbies include walking along the coast and spotting the wildlife, reading, researching, cros stitch and trying not to drop stitches as she endeavours to knit. Being left-handed, and knitting right-handed, that’s not always easy.

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    Holly's Christmas Dom - Raven McAllan

    Published by Evernight Publishing ® at Smashwords

    www.evernightpublishing.com

    Copyright© 2015 Raven McAllan

    ISBN: 978-1-77233-631-3

    Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

    Editor: Brieanna Robertson

    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

    WARNING: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in reviews.

    This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    HOLLY’S CHRISTMAS DOM

    Winters’ Tales, 1

    Raven McAllan

    Copyright © 2015

    Chapter One

    I'm gonna deck Mac Hall if he doesn't stop ogling me, Holly Winters told her triplet siblings as they stood in the snow along with a couple of dozen others and sang carols outside the war memorial in the village square, a few yards from the old stone kirk. The singing was with more gusto than tone on Holly's part, and there was a lot of and mutters between each verse as Mrs. McKillop, the organist, and the minister's wife, got her keyboard to work in the cold.

    It was tradition that once the annual Christmas Eve church service finished, the congregation went outside to sing—something Holly usually enjoyed.

    Not tonight, though. Tonight, she was unnerved and jittery, and it was all Mac Hall's fault.

    Noel sniggered. I know what I'd like to do to him, and hitting him...well, not violently, isn't it. Hitting on him, hmm, now that's a different matter. Sadly, he doesn't swing my way. He rolled his eyes. Noel was happy in his own skin. As he said, being gay wasn't just a state of mind, it was a state of being. And for all his joking, Noel knew that even if Mac had been gay, he wouldn't fancy him. They'd grown up together and would always be more like brothers than lovers. Sharing a bath, your first skinny dipping, and secrets of the heart did that to you.

    Ssh, Carol, the third triplet, said. We're being glared at from all corners.

    Holly, Noel, and Carol. They often joked how glad they were there hadn't been another boy in the family. As their mum was sappy over all things Christmas, the poor thing would probably have been called Mistletoe, even if he was born in June.

    Mac always looks at you, Carol said. That's why we used to sing this as kids. Carol began to sing in a tuneful voice, Deck Mac Hall with blows, says Holly. Tra, la, lala, la, la, la, la, la. As she was the only one who could carry a note, it sounded tuneful.

    Her siblings laughed and sang the traditional version.

    If he doesn't stop checking out my boobs, I'll deck him out, with my fist in his balls, Holly said once the last lines of 'Deck the Halls’ ended.

    With what her siblings called her hard stare, after a storybook character and his propensity for giving hard stares, she glared at the offending guy. He, the bugger, winked.

    Holly turned her back on him and ground her teeth. Yes, Mac Hall was everything a girl wanted in a man. He made her clit clench, her thong damp, and her nerve endings tingle as she thought about him. In fact, he was too much of everything. However, she so wished he'd stop looking at her as if she was his dish of the day.

    That thought made her remember something she'd received a few weeks earlier and, damn it, her juices began to coat her pussy. Her bare, as requested, pussy.

    Perhaps she was the dish of the day.

    And that would help you when you give in and have your wicked way with him, how? Carol asked as she linked arms with Holly.

    Eh? Holly had no idea what Carol was talking about. Then she remembered her own last words about checking his balls with her fist. As I'm not giving in, it would give me satisfaction. Great satisfaction.

    Come on, Holls, stop kidding yourself. I don't know who you're punishing and for what, but I know how you feel about him.

    You don't, you really don't.

    Why don't you just put him out of his misery and let him have a grope? Carol said in such a tone Holly wanted to hit her instead of Mac.

    You can mark him ten out of ten for artistic merit and skill, and that would be it. Everyone’s happy. Well, not Noel, who still thinks he might have a chance, but we all know he's delusional.

    Holly giggled as Noel pretended to be offended. She knew fine well Noel neither wanted a chance nor had one.

    All of Mac's attention was on her. He was open and honest about it, and had warned her what he wanted and what he expected from her. It scared her shitless as well as made her wet and excited. No soft and gentle wooing. No flowers and candlelit dinners. More orgasm torture, nipple clamps, and butt plugs. Macdonald Sutherland Hall wanted the lot. Immediately.

    And if I say yes, that's it. No turning back. And I'm not sure I dare.

    Holly was scared. She'd fought long and hard to get where she was, and she wasn't prepared to give it all up. She wanted a two-way street, not a dead end. Whatever Mac had said in the past about partnerships and trust, Holly was skeptical. His reputation went before him. But oh how she hoped she'd have the guts to give it all a chance.

    Earth to Holly. Carol poked her. Your ogler is approaching.

    Holly blinked. She'd been miles away, in

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