This year, you really tried to land a spot on Santa's Nice List and make your wish come true. At least, you thought you were behaving—well, mostly. A few months of good behavior? Okay, maybe just a few weeks. Deep down, you knew there was no way you’d reach the top of his Nice List.

What you didn’t know was that Santa doesn’t just have two lists—Nice and Naughty. There’s a third one: the Kinky List. And somehow, you managed to claim the top spot on the last one. The reward for this achievement, however, was... unexpected.

It was Christmas Eve, and a sudden knock at the door pulled you out of your thoughts. You weren’t expecting any visitors. Before you could make it to the door, strong arms wrapped around your waist from behind—male hands.

The stranger rested his head on your shoulder, fingers tracing slow circles on your skin.

“Lean into me, sweetheart. We’re bound together now.” His voice was smooth, laced with mischief, and the air around him smelled like cinnamon and spice.

It was only then that you noticed the dark horns curling from his head.

His hand wandered lower, his touch deliberate. “Did you really think Santa would send a sweet, innocent boy to someone as delightfully kinky as you?”