By Kate Richards
Four years ago, I sat down to write my first holiday story. It was to be sweet, because heaven knows all stories surrounding this magical time of year must be suitable for everyone in the family to read.
Unfortunately, the silly, sexy characters in my stories do not cooperate and my first Christmas story was also my second BDSM story.
The next summer, I asked to participate in a Decadent Publishing holiday anthology. The invitation came down from on high. I had three weeks to write a ménage...my first ménage story ever, and with a holiday theme. Once my breathing slowed, I began to consider everything it takes for three people to come together in a meaningful way. They each need to meet needs in one another that nobody else can. They need to help one another grow, become the best of themselves and, since this was to be an erotic romance, they have to float one another’s boats. Float…boats…Catalina Island! Where I spent any number of New Year’s Eves with a group of my best girlfriends, engaging in scandalous behavior. Well, scandalous for me, anyway! Let’s just say there were many cocktails involved and lots of laughter. So, Avalon for Christmas set me on the path of the holiday ménage.
Then last year, Two Men and a Virgin continued the tradition. Andie and her two best friends, Rex, the forest ranger, and Paul, the fire fighter discovered that in Castle, Alaska, at Christmas, just about anything is possible with love. And of course, a little help from the magical Madame Eve and 1Night Stand.
This year, we meet some new friends who also fall under the spell of Castle at Christmastime.
So, to answer the question, why do I write ménage stories at the holidays? Because sometimes there’s just too much love for only two people. Sometimes it takes at least three to express it all. I hope you’ll enjoy my story and let me know what you think.
Whatever holidays you celebrate at this wondrous time of year, may they be joyous, may your families be happy and healthy, and may all your wishes and dreams come true.
Two Dads for Christmas
Lauren is in trouble. Only the adoption agency lady knows the heartbreaking decision she’s making. But every baby deserves a father and Lauren’s ex isn’t stepping up to the plate. Without a dad for her child, Lauren knows she can’t give the baby what it deserves. When her mother sends her to the Castillo Lodge in Castle, Alaska to help with a holiday celebration, Lauren jumps at the chance to forget her worries.
Jorell’s career prospects are soaring. In charge of development for the Castillo Resorts Caribbean region, the only thing on his mind is pursuing a vice presidency. Not romance. But a forced transfer to the frozen north throws him off-kilter. Is his career in the tank?
Zachary lives near Castle, Alaska, but the fishing guide has had little success finding a social life and fears his interest in both men and women may be too wild for the wilderness.
Two men and one pregnant woman…in charge of the holiday activities at the Christmas Extravaganza in Castle, Alaska. Friendship and intense attraction blooms between them. But Madame Eve has her work cut out for her…will Jorell and Zach provide enough reasons for Lauren to change her mind?
Your aunt and uncle love you very much and, as a special Christmas gift, they’ve allowed me to arrange a unique evening for you. Your date will meet you at the large cabin behind the lodge, for a night you will never forget.
Perfect. Might as well get it over with—although it would have been simpler to give the guy the slip in the coffee shop or another public area. Kathryn and Nick met through Madame Eve and shared a world-class romance, even now that they were married and parents. Sweet looks, private jokes, stolen kisses…everything any girl could want. She stuffed the paper into her bodice with a sigh.
But she’d already set her course and, if it weren’t for her previous poor judgment and the fact that she’d already fallen hard for two men who had eyes only for each other, it could indeed be a night to remember. Instead, she cut through the gleaming kitchen, smiling at the late night staffers, and out the back door. A light beamed from the front window of the cabin where, according to Andie, she’d spent her first night with her true loves. For just a second an image flashed through her mind—of Jorell and Zach, their nude white and mocha bodies in a four-poster bed, arms outstretched to her in invitation.
But the single tear froze on her cheek along with her dreams as she plodded up the path to the cabin and lifted her hand to the door.
It jerked open, and she gasped. Christmas music poured out on a gust of warm, pine-scented air. A tall spruce decked for the holidays glittered in a corner. Low laughter from somewhere near the flickering flames of the fireplace did not come from the auburn-bearded man who greeted her in the open doorway. It came from Jorell.
And Zach’s hand was the one that tugged her inside, when her feet became one with the doorstep. Lauren’s heart thudded so loud in her ears, it drowned out the Carol of the Bells. Her hopes rose to the high rafters then crashed down when she realized….
“I’m so sorry to interrupt your evening. I must be at the wrong cabin.” And she’d be going back to her room after that, date be darned.