It's that time of year when nights are longer, passions run hotter, and for three sisters, naughty wishes come true…

Three sisters. Three wishes. And one hot Christmas in this sizzling collection of novellas from today's most popular erotic authors...

Emotions churning through him, Travis veered the sleigh down the road leading to his house. He wasn’t convinced Tori was ready to buy the bull, but this week was flying past and he would be damned if he let either it or her slip away.

Bundled up on the seat beside him, her blue-green gaze held the same conflicted feelings it had an hour earlier, when he’d nearly kissed her on Anna’s front lawn. When he’d ached to do so much more. Thankfully, Tori had shoved him aside, or they might still be there now, melting the snow with the heat of their thrusting bodies.

Buzzy would have had a field day with that one. Somehow, the old but endearing biddy would have found out. She always did.

Was that what had happened tonight? Had Buzzy found out about Tori’s broken engagement and shared the news with the Reddys? Something had to have triggered them into turning down this sleigh ride that was a standing tradition.

“Where to now?” Tori asked curiously.

Travis turned a smile on her. All thoughts of Buzzy fell away as needful desire coursed through him, quickening his pulse and rousing his cock. A few other women had passed through his life the past year, but none that fit him the way Tori did. If she’d changed during her time away, became a “new” Tori, it was only minimally. She was still the perfect balance of playful fun and loving sincerity. Perfect for him.

Fuck, he wanted to take hold of her chin and kiss those sweet, sexy, and yet incredibly naughty lips.

Soon. Damned soon. First, there was the horse to attend to.

“The barn,” he supplied, pulling up his tree-lined drive. “It’s getting too dark to safely take the sleigh all the way to your parents’ place.” He directed the horse into the two-story, brown barn out back of the house. Inside the warmer confines of the barn, Travis climbed from the sleigh. Tori lifted the blanket from her lap and started to follow. Not a chance was he letting that happen.

“Stay put and keep the blanket on while I get things taken care of,” he advised.

She shot him another curious look, but then sat down. He made fast work of sliding the barn door shut and attending to the horses, both the one that had pulled the sleigh and the three other geldings he’d acquired from his folks when their health no longer allowed for properly taking care of them. Even working quickly, the nightly chore seemed to take forever.

His expectation heightened and his dick stiffened further with each passing second. He was all but hobbling with his hardness by the time he returned to the sleigh.

Tori had pulled off her gloves and taken down her hood. Her blond-streaked brown hair fell in lush waves around her shoulders. Near-painful awareness of the heavenly sensations of the silky strands wrapped around his hand—better yet, his cock—he climbed onto the sleigh.

She laughed when he pulled back the blanket. “I’m pretty sure I can handle getting out by myself.”

“I’m sure you can.” Ever-mounting hunger reflected in his voice, tugged at his balls. He sank onto the bench seat and re-covered their lower halves with the blanket. “But I was hoping you’d want to stay up here awhile longer.”

Surprise flickered over her face. Understanding dawned next with the widening of her eyes. She swallowed hard. “To do what?”

Travis slipped his hand beneath the blanket and then between her thighs. “Make good on your offer.”