Krampus Kruk Quotes

“It’s because you spend your whole day spouting news that is only carefully curated bullshit and try to call it truth. Look at my degrees. Listen to my words. You don’t have some secret access to the truth. You’re being fed a narrative that keeps you watching by people monetizing your attention”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“He shakes his head but raises his glass to mine. “I’ll leave,” he says, leaning in just enough to murmur, “I’m the scariest one here anyway.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“You don’t have to work anymore. I’ll take care of you.” Morgan raises her brows. “That really goes against my whole strong, independent, bad bitch thing.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Anything for my baby girl.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Merry Christmas, baby girl.” “Merry Christmas, Daddy.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“I want to keep you,” he whispers.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Who’s your Daddy?” “You,” she pants.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Nod if you’re thirsty.” She nods once. “You get one word. Water or whiskey?” “Whiskey.” “Good call, baby girl. Bad girls get whiskey, not lube.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Stay, mouthy girl.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Baby girl,” she echoes. “Tonight, you’re my baby girl.” “Does that make you my Daddy then?” she asks, sass heavy. “I don’t give a shit what you call me. But tonight, I own you.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Don’t fall in love with me.” I don’t do that anymore. “Baby girl, I can promise that won’t happen.” I squeeze her ass then flip her over, hovering above her.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“I bet some people find the way you are insufferable. Your constant challenge of authority. Your condescending little noises. But I fucking love it.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Suffocate me with these thighs,”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“She lets out a genuine laugh. “Okay, Daddy Krampus.” I cup her face in my hands. “What am I going to do with this fucking mouth?”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“I’m not jolly, not a fat old bastard. No—if anything, I’m the fucking devil of Christmas. “More like Krampus,” I say, my grandfather’s stories flashing through my mind—the creature that came for the naughty ones.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“You should get rid of that tattoo.” She stiffens slightly. “You think you can boss me around?” “I am bossing you around,” I whisper. “Just because you’ve spanked me doesn’t give you control over my life.” “Want another one?” I raise an eyebrow, amused. She shakes her head, but she’s smiling, so I lean in and kiss her again. “Getting spanked by Santa,” she says with a light laugh, trailing off. “Did not see that one coming.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Three spankings, four orgasms ... and you’ll be begging to suck my cock,” I taunt.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“No sassy, little comeback. You’re a fucking goddess deserving of worship.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Go pee.” “You go pee.” He grabs my chin, firm, towering above me. “In my house, you do as you’re told.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Aren’t you going to pay?” “I own the place.” “Sure.” She scoffs. “What time is it?” I cock my brow. “You charge by the hour?”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Good girl,” he mouths, like it’s our secret.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“Don’t tempt me, brat,” he says into the silence. “Like you would go through with it …” “Depends on how tight that pussy is.” “Santa!” I breathe, my eyes widening at his boldness.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk

“I don’t want to sleep with you. I want to fuck your bratty ass.” “Anal. Bold,” I deadpan, masking my shock.”
― Serena Pier, Krampus Kruk