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Gingerbread
Gingerbread
Gingerbread
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Gingerbread

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Once upon a time, a woodcutter's daughter fell in love...

Gretel has grown up loving her father's apprentice, Hansel, with all the fervor of her innocent heart. When Hansel is dismissed due to the summer drought, Gretel dares to run away with him, knowing she can never return home.

A flight through the forest at night leads them to an old, deserted cabin that harkens back to stories of witches in the deep woods. Free to share their love for the first time, Hansel claims Gretel's heart - and her untouched body - in a storm of passion, filling her with his seed and claiming her for his wife.

The cabin's magic still lingers, however, and the couple will wake to a world changed beyond their dreams.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateMar 23, 2021
ISBN9780463265772
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    Gingerbread - Cordova Skye

    Bountiful Fairy Tales: Hansel & Gretel

    Gingerbread

    A Steamy Fantasy Romance Short

    Cordova Skye

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    Copyright © 2021 by Cordova Skye

    All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

    This book is a work of erotic fiction intended for adults. All participants are over the age of 18 with no blood relationship. No similarities to persons living or dead is intended

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    All alone in the dark with the man I’d dreamed of for years.

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    I dared to wrap my arms around him and the reality of our circumstance hit me for the first time; there we were, alone, no other eyes on us. His arms were around me, one of his large hands stroking a line of hot warmth down my back until it came to rest at my waist. I was flattened against him in the most unseemly matter, my breasts pressed tight against his firm chest, nothing separating us but the thin cloth of my dress and his shirt. He was warm from our dash through the woods, heated and solid the way I had only dreamt of, and an unbidden thrill shivered through me, my nipples drawing into tight buds that he could surely feel.

    Hansel's hands tightened on me, his breath hitching, and for one wild heartbeat all I could think was that his hands, clenching in the threadbare fabric of my dress, might rip the entire garment from me and leave me bare and utterly at his mercy. It made heat flush wantonly through me, pooling wet and needy between my thighs. A small gasp escaped my lips as he crushed me to him; my gaze flew up to him, closer than he had ever been, the moonlight through the clouded windows casting his handsome face in sharp lines of light and dark, his eyes bottomless wells that seemed to devour me.

    For a brief, blissful moment his muscled thigh pressed between mine, sending a shock of pleasure all through me. Something large and firm beneath his breeches ground against my stomach; my spinning mind could barely comprehend that it was Hansel's desire for me, everything I had ever wanted made manifest.

    I felt like I was nothing but the over sensitive surface of my skin and the need pulsing inside me, begging for more. Hansel took a deeper breath, the motion rubbing against the peaks of my aching breasts and making me whimper

    I tossed restlessly on my thin straw pallet, my threadbare chemise sticking to my skin. The air in my family's cottage was stifling, the summer heat oppressive even in the dark of night, and the curtain which offered me privacy in my corner of the cottage's main room prevented even the hint

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