Yuletide Orc

My mercenary party and I screwed up a job to clear out an orc population too close to town. But instead of falling to death at the hands of the local, very powerful orc chieftain, he’s made to stay my execution until Yule is over.
Until then, I’m his forced “guest”, alone with him in his cabin during a heavy snow storm. It’s cold. Neither of us trust each other. But adrenaline is a powerful drug, he’s devastatingly handsome as hell, and I can’t quite stop thinking of the way his massive form deliciously restrained mine when he captured me.

It’s going to be a long Yule.