Rocket Raccoon Oh Yeah Novels & Stories

“They’re ’noying Rhea! Make them stop!” Rhea’s exasperated sigh came right behind it. “They’re not wolves, Lu,” Rhea said. “They’re raccoons. And they’re in the alley, not at the window.” “Raccoons are just trash wolves,” Luna insisted. Despite everything, Lyra’s mouth twitched. “Put me on speaker,” Lyra said. A scuffle of sound. Then, “You’re on,” Rhea muttered. “Luna,” Lyra said. She pitched her voice low and even the same way she did with skittish patients. “Pup. I’m here.”

Why have the milk when you could get the whole cow? She was here for Henry and it did not matter that he had married that waste of a rich snob, Elodie. She was going to have him and this was just step one of her elaborate plan, not even his mother would be able to stop her. “Do you want to go somewhere?” She winked at him. Henry smiled, he was also drunk and there was no way he could drive back home in this state neither did he want to go home. “Sure” He agreed.

“He would. And he’d have a monologue prepared.” A rustle came from the bushes. We braced. Then— A raccoon shuffled out, dragging what looked suspiciously like Rain’s abandoned granola bar wrapper. We both relaxed. Lia exhaled. “False alarm. Small trash thief.” I nodded. “Same difference.” She leaned into me. “Come on. Let’s head back before I start getting ideas about training a raccoon to help us spy on Rain.” “I’m not sure that’s not the best idea you’ve ever had.”

My fingers are sliding in and out of my own wetness, hidden by a slab of oak and a tablecloth. The smell of the coffee shop—roasted beans, vanilla syrup—is mixing with the scent of my own arousal rising from my lap. It’s intoxicating. "He’s smiling," Echo whispers. "Edge yourself when he smiles." Marcus grins at a memory. "I almost tripped over a raccoon. Scared the hell out of me." I clamp down on my clit, holding the edge. My breath shudders out. "A raccoon?" I manage to choke out. "Huge one. Looked like a bandit."