Pretty Baby [Wolf Creek Pack 7] Read Free

not to growl and demand that Elliot choose him.
    That’s when it hit Tommy, and so hard he almost staggered under the shock. The reason he was so intrigued by Elliot, the reason he felt an overwhelming need to fuck him, and the reason he wanted to tear the man stopping Elliot from leaving into tiny little pieces.
    Elliot Spencer was Tommy’s mate!

Chapter 2

    Elliot stared from Tommy, the man of his every wet dream, to Carl, a friend, sort of. Elliot hung out with Carl because he kind of had to. Carl worked for Elliot’s father and was often sent to keep an eye on Elliot. He did, but made Elliot feel like shit while he did it.
    Tommy, on the other hand, made Elliot feel like the most special person on the face of the earth. And Tommy called him pretty baby. That decided things for Elliot. He could stay with Carl, who thought he was better than everyone else or he could go home with Tommy and get laid by the sexiest man he’d ever met.
    His father was going to be pissed and Elliot knew it, but at least he’d have one night to remember after he left. Elliot stood to his full height, which was admittedly not much, and took a deep breath.
    “I’m going home with Tommy.” He pressed his lips together and dug his fingernails into the palms of his hand to keep himself from adding anything else to his sentence. More speech just wasn’t needed, not this time.
    Before Elliot could say another word, he was picked up and tossed over Tommy’s shoulder again. He laughed and waved to Carl as they headed out the door. Carl did not look happy. Elliot, on the other hand, was tickled down to his toes.
    He was going home with Tommy, the sexiest guy on the planet. Not only that, but Tommy seemed to find him cute. Elliot had no doubt he could do cute, as he told Tommy. He would have preferred that Tommy thought he was sexy, but beggars couldn’t be choosers. Elliot would take what he could get.
    Elliot yelped when he was suddenly swung down from Tommy’s shoulder and set down in the front seat of a car. He raised his arms up in the air when Tommy leaned over him and buckled him in.
    Just as Tommy started to move back, Elliot leaned in and inhaled deeply, purring. “You smell really good.” Elliot felt like squirming under the sudden intense stare Tommy gave him. “What?” he asked.
    “That’s all you have to say?”
    Elliot giggled. “No, I could tell you that not only do you smell wonderful but I want to roll in your scent until it covers my body from head to toe. If I could bottle the damn stuff I’m sure I’d make millions because that’s like an orgasm in a bottle and everyone likes the smell of an orgasm. Well, maybe not everyone, but I do, but if I bottled it just for myself I wouldn’t make millions and—”
    Elliot heard Tommy’s deep chuckle right before his lips were covered, Tommy’s tongue sliding over his. Elliot liked kissing. He could sit for hours and just make out with someone, if he could find someone willing to kiss him that long.
    Kissing Tommy took things to a whole new level. Elliot was a little embarrassed that he’d come in his pants inside the bar, but the longer Tommy kissed him, the closer he came to doing it again. He already teetered on the edge and they hadn’t even left the parking lot yet.
    When Tommy finally lifted his head to look down at him, Elliot just blinked, panting heavily. There wasn’t anything to say after getting a kiss like that, there just wasn’t. Well, maybe please, can I have another?
    Tommy chuckled and stood up, closing Elliot’s door. Elliot watched him walk around the car and climb into the driver’s seat. The car rumbled as Tommy started it up. Elliot knew he was supposed to be impressed when Tommy glanced over at him but for the life of him, Elliot had no idea what kind of car it was. As far as he was concerned, it was a car, a red car. He just wanted to know how fast it could get them back to Tommy’s house.
    “How fast does this thing go?” Elliot asked.