Hi,
I’m Sotia and my story in Hot Holiday Treats is a sexy shifter tale involving a
dog and a woman named Alice. In the story, Alice keeps having very hot sexy
dreams about a man from a past hookup that seem to increase and intensify
around the time she finds a stray dog named – what else? – Prince Charming!
Learn
more about Alice and dog she’s adopted – who is really a man named Quinn – in
the following character interviews.
Enjoy!
Furry Christmas – Alice
Eva: Alice, you’ve been having
some hot erotic dreams. Tell us about them!
Alice: Yes, Eva, and they rock my
world. The first was more a memory of a real great one-night stand I had a
while ago, and they only get hotter from there. They’re so real, I’m
disoriented when I wake up.
Eva: The dog’s name is Prince
Charming, just like in a fairy tale. Are you tempted to make a wish and see if
it comes true?
Alice: I’ve stopped believing in
Prince Charming, to be honest. What’s the use? Just because my sister found Mr.
Perfect—and he’s not exactly princely—doesn’t mean all of us will. I’ll take my
dream guy any day.
Eva: So you’re spending
Christmas alone and your mind wanders back to that one hookup. The guy from the
elevator. What about him pushed all the right buttons for you?
Alice: Everything! I’m instantly
attracted to tall dark and handsome, but he had those incredible eyes—light
brown with golden flecks. Amber, almost. He looked at me as if I were the only
woman in the world, and his touch… Let’s just say he knew when to caress and
when to hurt in oh-so delicious ways. I love a man who’s in tune to my body’s
reactions, and it felt like he and I were in perfect harmony.
And
I sound silly, waxing poetic about a guy whose name I didn’t even ask, huh?
Eva: Was hooking up with Quinn
the most reckless thing you’ve ever done sexually?
Alice: So that was his name? I like it. Yeah, I think that’s the most
reckless I’ve been. I mean, I’m not a nun or anything, but I usually at least
have a drink with a guy before jumping him. Nah, I’m kidding. Until the last
guy who broke my heart—and that was last New Year’s Eve, by the way—I was a serial
monogamist. After him…I was more into casual things, but with guys I knew.
Furry Christmas – Quinn
Eva: When you arrive at Alice’s
parent’s house you’re a wet, dirty dog. What happened to you?
Quinn: I can’t tell you without
giving away too much, but I can confirm hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Eva: What led you to Alice? How
did you find her?
Quinn: It wasn’t something
specific. For six months, I’ve been wandering around San Francisco, led by my
instinct. I remember feeling an irresistible pull to her parents’ house the
night of the storm, but I didn’t know why.
Eva: What’s the best part of
being a dog?
Quinn: Being able to lick my
balls. No! I’m kidding! Even as a dog I found the thought disgusting. The best
part was the lack of responsibility. My life was in danger, and people don’t
usually feel cuddly and protective toward big-ass wolfhounds, but being
reckless, sleeping under the stars, and only caring about my next meal was
freeing.
Come
to think of it, that sounds like my life before I was a dog too. Only then it
was next meal and finding the right woman.
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