Mission completed, information
extracted and passed along to those who could dismantle the brothel the way
Cosmo had taken apart the tiger he’d caught. A murder of crows, an army of fire
ants, and an untold number of rats would feast on the pieces for a while. He’d
scattered them over dozens of miles in the thickest, most wooded areas he could
access. Now he was just exhausted and in desperate need of a diversion until he
could tuck the images away in a place where they wouldn’t haunt him.
It was getting harder to do on his
own, which was exactly why he’d dressed in a brown fuzzy crop top with matching
hood and brown boy shorts with a small tail resembling that of a bear cup on
the rear. His hood even had rounded off bear ears on the top. His cat had
gotten a great deal of amusement out of choosing that and wearing it where
Gabai could see it, back when he was still getting giant hugs from the massive
bear. It remained one of his favorite outfits even now that Gabai was mated and
bearhugs were no longer on the menu at Little Paws Haven. Besides, there was an
amazingly huge Rhino who not only knew how to hug the stuffing out of him, but
was in need of some of the intel Cosmo had gathered. Bash would take his time
getting it too, and let him use his body as his personal stuffy until he’d
purged himself of the burdens and information he carried.
He was well aware of the fact that
his bounces had lost their vigor and his smile was forced. His curls were messy
and haphazardly brushed, one particularly errant one falling into his eyes as
he skimmed the room for Bash, finally spotting him near a padded bench, about
to tug Kit over his lap.
It took some careful maneuvering to
weave around those who stood between him and his target, but he managed it for
the most part, only crashing into one person, who reached to steady him, only
to touch air when he’d deftly avoided the contact. He caught a glimpse of their
face, one of the new guys, and a flash of frustration he gave little concern to
as he slotted his body between Bash and Kit and batted his eyes up at the big
Rhino.
“You promised to play with me,” he
declared, pouting and giving Rhino his saddest look.
“So I did,” Bash declared, reading
the moment correctly and giving Kit a little shrug. “Raincheck, Kit.”
“Yeah, sure, it’s all good,” Kit
declared, melting into the crowd as Bash closed his arms around Cosmo and
picked him up, carrying him against his shoulder towards the Littles playroom.
You got something for me? Bash
thought to him.
Lots.
Good deal.
Cosmo pressed his face against
Bash’s shoulder and burrowed there all the way to the playroom, clinging as
Bash got comfortable.
You’ve lost weight. You need to
eat more. Jeb is bringing snacks over. I’m gonna feed ‘em to you while you fill
me in. Bash informed him.
That was
really good, because his tummy rumbled, reminding him that he’d forgotten to
eat again.
There’s
a pair of rhinos, young, captured and being held for auction. They’re trapped
in their shifted forms. The tiger claimed not to know how that was done. He
gave up the location, though. Cosmo conveyed as Bash held a tender chicken
nugget to his lips. Humming contently, he accepted it and licked Bash’s fingers
in thanks.
If they are the pair I’ve been
hunting for, I’ll have some good news to convey to the family that’s been
searching for them. Bash said.
I hope they are.
Me too.
More chicken was offered, and sips of creamy milk that left
Cosmo purring and sleepy by the time his tummy was full. Bash seemed to
understand that all he wanted was to nap wrapped in warm arms and continued to
hold him long after he’d given up the location and the rest of the intel about
the rhino pair he’d been able to gather. Sleep claimed him then, and he gave
into it gratefully, falling limp against the firm form of his rhino friend.
MMM Paranormal Shifter Romance / Fated Mates / Daddy Kink / MC club / Two Sexy Daddy’s / One adorably lethal Little cat
Cosmo, a tiny black-footed cat, uses his Little persona to cope with the darker side of his lifestyle. Can his two fated mates see beyond the cute exterior before those hunting Cosmo succeed in their mission—to murder him?
Harley and Nomad, mates, in need of a place to lie low until the dust settles on their last shifter council operation, find their way to Cookietown. They apply and take the offer to run the local BDSM club, only Fate steps once more into their lives and they meet their third, Cosmo.
Cosmo feels the pull to the two large cats, but he’s uncertain they’ll accept him for who he really is. Problem, they aren’t his biggest concern, not by far. Secretly uncovering information on the shifter council, Cosmo doesn’t know who to trust with everything he’s discovered.
Through patience, threats, a near death experience, and an unforgettable spanking, the two cats finally win over Cosmo, only this is when their problems truly begin. The clock is ticking and the race to save the shifter community is on. Will they succeed or lose everything?
Little & Lethal (Book two of the Little Paws Haven Series) is a paranormal, fated mates, daddies/boy romance where two panthers learn small can be equally deadly.
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