Pretty Baby(26)

"I'm just getting undressed, Elliot," Tommy said as he pulled away and stood up.

Elliot's eyes devoured every bit of flesh that Tommy revealed as he  stripped his clothes off. While they had been intimate a few times  already, Elliot had never actually seen all of Tommy's naked body, and  that was a damn shame. The man was breathtaking. Elliot couldn't tear  his eyes away.

His breath hitched in his throat when Tommy grinned, and a very sensual  grin at that, then climbed up onto the bed between Elliot's legs. Elliot  felt like prey to Tommy's predatory nature. He couldn't understand why  that sent a thrill of excitement racing through his body. Shouldn't he  be scared?

The feeling of Tommy stroking over his naked skin made Elliot forget all  about what he should or shouldn't be feeling. All he could think about  was how wonderful the gentle caresses felt, and what he needed to do to  get more.

"I love how soft your skin is, pretty baby."

Elliot lifted his head to look down his body to Tommy. His eyes widened  in surprise. Tommy looked mesmerized as he stroked his fingers over  Elliot's skin, he eyes intently following every caress of his fingers.  Every few inches, Tommy would lean down and kiss the flesh he'd touched.

"Such beautiful skin," Tommy whispered, "just as beautiful as your white fur."

Elliot dropped his head back onto the pillow, unable to hold it up under  the onslaught of Tommy's caresses. It just felt so damn good. Elliot  just laid there and wallowed in the overwhelming sensations, unable to  do more.

When he felt a feathery light touch across the head of his engorged  shaft, Elliot almost came off the bed. He cried out, arching into the  air seeking more as his hands dug into the blankets.

"Tommy!"

"I've got you, pretty baby," Tommy replied. "Gonna make you feel so good."

Elliot had no doubt Tommy spoke the truth when the man continued to  caress him, kiss him. Every touch was exquisite but Elliot quickly knew  he needed more. He just wasn't quite sure what that something was.

When two lubed fingers pushed into him, Elliot cried out and rode the  feeling as far as it would go. When he canted his hips, needing more,  Tommy was there to answer his silent plea, pushing in another finger.

"To – Tommy!"

"Mate," Tommy crooned softly in Elliot's ear.

Elliot gasped in delight when Tommy began a steady rhythm, pushing his  fingers into Elliot's tight entrance then pulling them out, slowly  stretching Elliot. He might have had sex before, but he didn't remember  it feeling this good.

Between the fingers in his ass, the soft caresses, and the kisses Tommy  placed against his hot skin, Elliot's world narrowed down to the man  loving on him. Nothing else existed outside of his little world. And  Elliot never wanted to leave.

"My turn, pretty baby."

Elliot blinked up at Tommy, having no idea what the man was talking  about but about to protest the loss of the fingers in his ass when  something bigger, warmer, replaced them. Elliot inhaled sharply, not  from the slight burn he felt at Tommy's entrance, but from the pleasure  bursting through his body.

Sex had never been like this before, never.

"God, Elliot, I never thought we'd get to this point," Tommy groaned  when his cock finally rested all of the way inside of Elliot. He dropped  his forehead down against Elliot's, his face looking a little flushed  and desperate. "Did you?"                       
       
           



       

"No," Elliot readily admitted. He had dreamed about it, fantasized, but  he never actually thought it would happen, not with all of the  interruptions they had experienced.

"It's going to be like this for us every time, pretty baby."

Elliot's eyes nearly rolled back in his head when Tommy started moving  his hips. The intense pressure he felt every time Tommy pulled out then  pushed back in was beyond anything he had ever felt. There was just no  way to describe it, so Elliot didn't even try. He just soaked in the  pleasure.

"Okay, hold on to me, Elliot."

Elliot frowned, Tommy's words interrupting his pleasure, but he did what  the man asked and wrapped his arms around Tommy's neck. Elliot's breath  rushed from his lungs a moment later when Tommy lifted him up and moved  to the side of the bed.

Elliot's legs instinctively wrapped around Tommy's waist when the man  stood and walked across the room. The pressure of the wall against his  back sent a tingle through Elliot's body. He'd envisioned this, had  begged for it, and it was wonderful.

Tommy pressed him tightly against the wall and began thrusting into him.  Each snap of Tommy's hips sent Elliot's desire higher and higher.  Elliot dug his fingers into Tommy's neck as the pressure inside of him  built. His legs tightened around Tommy's waist.

Elliot cried out and arched against Tommy when the feelings building up  inside of him erupted and he came all over the both of them. He tried to  catch his breath, but Tommy was moving again, taking them back to the  bed.

"To – Tommy!"

"Mate, pretty baby, call me mate."

Elliot tried to form the words to tell Tommy what he wanted to hear, but  that was hard to do when his brains were melting out of his ears.  Elliot felt like his entire body was melting, one hard thrust at a time.

Tommy looped his arms under Elliot's legs and pulled them up to his  chest. What started after that was what Elliot could only consider  overwhelming. Tommy pounded into him, his thick cock filling Elliot's  ass over and over again.

The muscles were pulled tight around Tommy's clenched jaw. His face  looked strained. Elliot would have been worried if he hadn't seen the  way Tommy's dark silver eyes shined in the soft bedroom light.

Tommy's grip on Elliot's legs was becoming tighter. His breathing was  heavier. And the swift thrust of his hips was starting to become  chaotic. Elliot could feel a slight swelling in the cock ramming into  his ass. He knew Tommy was close.

"Mate," Elliot whispered. He had just enough time to see his mate's eyes  widen as he leaned in and sank his teeth into the soft flesh of Tommy's  chest, right over the man's heart. Hot, sweet blood filled Elliot's  mouth, making his groan of ecstasy join Tommy's as both men found their  release together.

Elliot could feel Tommy's body shaking as it fell against him. He  extracted his teeth and licked the small bite mark closed then buried  his neck in Tommy's shoulder as he wrapped his arms around the man.

"Mine now," Elliot whispered. He suddenly understood the connection that  mates had. He got it. And that filled Elliot with different parts of  joy and fear. He didn't know if he could ever live without Tommy now  that he had the man. It might destroy him.

"I was supposed to do that." Tommy chuckled. He had a mischievous glint  in his eyes when he leaned back to look down at Elliot. "I was supposed  to claim you."

"So, claim me already." Elliot tilted his head to one side, anticipating  Tommy's bite. His eyes drifted closed and a small shiver worked its way  through Elliot's body as Tommy's canines scraped along his collarbone.

Elliot's cock jerked and throbbed and tried to come back to life as  Tommy's sharp teeth sank into the flesh between his shoulder and neck.  His hips unconsciously humped into the air. Elliot groaned loudly when  he felt Tommy's semi hard cock move inside of him as the man thrust  forward a little.

"My mate."





Chapter 11


Tommy froze. Surely he hadn't heard what he had just heard. He pulled  his teeth from Elliot's throat. He licked away the drops spilling out  before they could trail down Elliot's throat, groaning at the intense  taste of his mate.

Lifting his head, Tommy stared intently down at Elliot. "Elliot?" he  whispered in his head, mentally crossing his fingers and praying harder  than he ever had before.

Elliot didn't even open his eyes, just smiled. "Yes?" he asked out loud.

"You can hear me?"

This time Elliot's eyes did open and he stared up at Tommy with a  confused frown on his face. "Of course I can hear you. You're talking to  me."                       
       
           



       

"Elliot." Tommy's heart thundered in his chest as he spoke silently again. "I'm not talking to you with my mouth."

Elliot's eyes widened then fell down until Tommy knew his mate was  looking at his lips. "Watch my lips, pretty baby. I'm talking to you but  my lips are not moving."

Elliot swallowed hard and his eyes moved back up to meet Tommy's. "How-"

"I don't know, Elliot." Tommy grinned as he realized the gift they had been given. "But I think it's pretty damn cool."

"Can you hear me too?"

Tommy nodded. "I can hear every damn thing you say."