Cooking with the Troll: A Monster Erotica

Ragnok likes to be alone in his mountain cabin surrounded by pure ingredients to cook with, but when Amy barges in his space, he cannot let her go without having a taste of her first.

Excerpt:

“It’s delicious,” I said, taking another bite and moaning at the feast in my mouth.

“You know what would make this taste even better?” Ragnok asked, taking a step closer until he was hovering over me.

I shook my head, not even able to imagine anything better than this.

“Just a dash of your arousal,” he said, his voice low and husky.

I gasped. How had he known I had gotten aroused during this little taste fest? My panties were drenched, and I clenched my thighs together to lessen the ache.

Ragnok moved closer, slowly, as if not to spook me, but I couldn’t move even if I wanted to. I was completely entranced by this big Troll and his magic in the kitchen. How could anyone create such a feast with only the simplest of ingredients?

His enormous body caged me against the kitchen counter. He turned the bar stool around so I was face to chest with him and the mousse behind me was almost forgotten. I had to crane my neck to be able to look into his eyes, and the lust I could see in them made me gasp again. 

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Reader advisory: This story contains explicit sex scenes between a human woman and a male Troll.

Cooking with the Troll is a 3,3k word, steamy, hot, erotic, Chef, Troll, Monster, short story. Explicit sex scenes, standalone, no cheating or cliffhangers. 

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