Double Pawsome: Tiger Shifter Menage Romance

By Selina Coffey

He is rude, cocky and arrogant!

Maximus is the son of an eccentric wealthy philanthropist, the son of Liza's boss! He is rude, cocky and arrogant! Despite all that, Liza is drawn to him! However, there is one complication: Dominic! Dominic, a warm, funny and handsome veteran and she literally falls into his arms the first time they met! Everything just seems so meant to be! Can Liza have it all?

 

WARNING: This book contains mature langue and themes, intended for adults only!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lovy Books Ltd
• Release date: Aug 27, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223821489

Book preview

PROLOGUE

Is it possible to love more than one man? I didn’t know, but as Dominic wrapped his arms around my waist and entered me gently from behind, not only did my body welcome him, but also my heart. And as I moaned his name, he kissed my neck, all while trailing a path of pleasure down my spine with his warm, calloused hands. I didn’t know about love, but I knew about lust. And I was in lust with Dominic. At least I thought I was.

My mind tried to ponder this, but then all thoughts ceased as the pleasure of Dominic reaching down between my legs and playing with my clit rendered me useless and then a deep masculine voice that wasn’t Dominic said from the shadows, You’ve had your fun, Dominic, now it’s my turn.

CHAPTER ONE

I remember it like it was yesterday. I walked excitedly into Mr. Cornwell’s office where the university was temporarily housing his private collection. I wanted to continue cataloging my finds and instead of seeing Mr. Cornwell’s short stature and weathered features, I saw a powerfully built man with his back turned to me wearing a trench coat, peering pensively at the Cornwell Rare Books Collection that lined the wall directly to my right.

Even though he was turned away from me I could tell that he was larger than most men that I had encountered anywhere. I was an avid traveler so had been most places in the world. I didn’t say this to be boastful. It was just a fact. My parents were anthropologists and hadn’t left my little brother or me to be raised by other family members or, as was popular in the neighborhoods I remembered as a child, nannies. Hence, my brother and I traveled with them across the world, learning different languages, immersing ourselves in diverse cultures.

My brother and I ultimately chose different paths. He was a shiftless, unemployed gambler constantly in trouble. I didn’t follow in our parents footsteps either; I became a librarian focused on preserving the rare collections and special discoveries of the local university where I was employed. This was also the reason I was currently in Mr. Cornwell’s office staring at a stranger. Mr. Cornwell, a good friend of the Chancellor, had made a generous gift to the university. The university gave me the exciting task of cataloging his sizeable donation.

I cleared my throat and said, Excuse me, sir, but I’m looking for Mr. Cornwell. Have you seen him?

The man didn’t turn around; he continued staring at the hard covers. His long graceful fingers traced across their fragile spines reverently, almost as if caressing a lover. A shiver moved up my back and immediately I looked around to see if there were a draft in the room or if watching this man caress these books affected me in an intimate way.

He didn’t turn around to speak; he just continued his perusal of what I now considered my books. Dad’s around somewhere. If you see him, tell him that his son is waiting for him. Would you? I was surprised. This giant was Mr. Cornwell’s son?

I’m Liza Matthews, the rare books cataloger from the university in charge of every aspect of the transfer of the material from your father’s possession to our----.

I know who you are; the attractive young librarian. He said this part matter-of-factly and I was thankful that my olive complexion tanned well. With the summer heat, my skin was a light brown and so I was sure this man couldn’t see the blush that had crept up my