Chapter 7 Hussy

• Colton broke the kiss and moved his lips below Parker's ear. Parker let his head fall back and roll to the side, exposing his neck to Colton.
• Colton made a noise that sounded like a growl. The deep vibrations sent a shudder throughout Parker's body. His dick ached so bad. He was perilously close to shooting in his pants.
• Colton kissed Parker's exposed neck, chewing and sucking at the soft skin at the base of his neck, where it met his collarbone. Colton's goatee and mustache were rubbing against his skin, sending prickles of pleasure down Parker's spine, straight to his dick.
• "Colton." Parker moaned wantonly, trying to pull the big jock closer. He knew that he would have a mark where Colton was working him, but he didn't want him to stop. If Colton kept it up, he would make Parker come.
• Parker's hand drifted down Colton's chest. Jesus, his muscles were hard as granite. His abs were like a washboard. His fingers trailed down Colton's front until they rubbed against the elastic waistband of Colton's shorts.
• Colton groaned, and again it sounded like a deep rumble in his chest. His eyes glowed amber for a split second, obviously reflected from the light from the car's radio and dashboard.
• He suddenly pulled away, leaving Parker confused and wanting.
• Colton sat back in his seat with his eyes closed. His breathing was hard and ragged. When he finally opened his eyes and looked towards him, Parker drew in a sharp breath. No one had ever looked at him like that before. Those dark eyes looked at him like he was prey, ready to be devoured.
• "You need to go," Colton said quietly, his voice a deep rumble.
• Parker nodded, suddenly feeling very insecure. He reached for the door handle, but turned back. He had to take a chance. It might be the only one he got. "Um.... Shell is having a party for me next Saturday. For my eighteenth birthday. Um... If you want to come..."
• "She already invited me and I already accepted. I'll definitely be there, pup." He reached up and rubbed a finger along Parker's jaw. "I'll see you Monday morning."
• "Okay." Parker was stunned as he opened the door. "Wait. What's Monday morning?"
• "I'm gonna pick you up for school."
• "You are?"
• "Yup. You're my responsibility. Mine to take care of. Make no mistake, Parker. You are mine."
• Parker's head began to swim. No way all that just happened. Colton leaned forward and kissed Parker again, hard and passionately.
• When Colton pulled back, he rubbed his thumb along Parker's bottom lip and Parker closed his eyes. "Your lips are swollen." The thumb slid across Parker's chin. "Your chin is red. Did my whiskers burn you too bad?"
• "No," Parker said. "I liked it."
• Colton smirked. "I'll see you on Monday."
• After Colton pulled away, Parker slowly opened his eyes. "Okay," he said with a breathless sigh. "Oh, let me give you your shirt back," he said as he started unbuttoning the soft flannel.
• Colton grabbed his hand. "No. It's chilly. Keep it."
• "Okay. I'll give it back next time I see you."
• "No rush."
• Parker reached in the back seat and grabbed his bag. Before he shut the door, he looked back at Colton. "Goodnight, Colton."
• "`Night, Parker."
• "Bye."
• He shut the door and waved at Colton. Colton waited in the driveway until Parker unlocked the door and went inside his house.
• Parker watched through the window as Colton pulled out of the driveway. He stayed there until the taillights of Colton's Lincoln could no longer be seen.
• * * *
• After pulling into the garage, Colton walked straight through the house and out into the back yard. He was too keyed up to go to bed.
• It wouldn't be long now. Just another week and then Parker would truly be his.
• He nearly lost control twice tonight. Once when Seth had the gall to attack his boy. Good thing Trey was there to step in or he might have shifted and ripped the asshole's throat out.
• He almost lost control again when he was kissing Parker. Fuck, that mouth of his was so damned good. His lips were so soft. And the way he submitted to him, letting him play bite him and mark his neck.... Parker had no idea what that did to him.
• And Parker wore his shirt, unknowingly bathing himself in the wolf's scent. He would have to make sure Parker had more of his clothes. He should have done it sooner. The smell would keep the others away from what was his.
• Parker was his. His to protect, his to provide for, his to fuck, his to love.
• Colton shook his head, trying to clear the lusty thoughts.
• A run would help him clear his mind.
• He stripped off his clothes and tossed them onto the picnic table. He ignored the hard length dripping between his legs, aching for release. He would save that for his mate.
• Colton closed his eyes and dropped to all fours. He felt the tell-tale tingling across his skin and then that brief burst of delicious pain as his bones and muscles snapped and reconfigured.
• The big black wolf opened his eyes and tore off into the woods.
• * * *
• "O.M.G! Tell me what happened!" Shell exclaimed as she flopped down onto Parker's bed. She rolled onto her stomach and propped her chin on her hands.
• Parker put in the mix CD that Shell brought over and then sat down on his bed, crossing his legs, Indian style. "Nothing, really."
• "Liar."
• Parker couldn't help but blush a little bit. "Okay... Seth and TJ started messing with me. I mean, they were going to kick my ass or worse. Next thing I knew, Trey and Colton appeared out of nowhere. Colton twisted TJ's arm and snapped it. I mean, he literally snapped it. Broken bones sticking out, blood and everything. So gross. Trey punched Seth and gave him a fat lip. I've never been so scared in my life."
• "Holy shit!"
• "I know right! I swear my life flashed before my eyes."
• Shell rolled her eyes. "Girl, you are so damn dramatic."
• "Don't call me `girl'."
• "So get to the good part already. Girl."
• "That was the good part."
• "Boy, I'm gonna slap the shit out of you. What happened after Colton drove you home?"
• Parker's eyes flicked to the bedpost of his headboard where Colton's blue flannel shirt hung. He had slept with it under his pillow last night, holding it so that he could smell it. God, he was pathetic. He turned his eyes back to Shell and tried to shrug and be casual. "He took me home. We sat in the car for a little bit. He said he'd see me Monday to pick me up for school and that he was coming to my birthday party."
• "Oh my god."
• "I know." Parker let out a little giggle. He clapped a hand over his mouth, embarrassed at having made the girly sound.
• "Parker's got a boyfriend," Shell said in a sing-songy voice. "Parker's got a--" She suddenly sat up on her knees, face completely serious. She pointed her index finger at Parker. "Okay, hold up. You said you guys sat in the car for a little bit." One eyebrow went up and she twirled her index finger at Parker.
• Parker rolled his eyes. "You don't miss a thing, do you?"
• "Hell, no! I want details, boy. So, is he a good kisser? Is he packing or what?" she asked. She held her index fingers together and then slowly spread them apart a few inches. "Here?" When Parker didn't say anything, her eyebrows shot up and she moved her fingers wider apart. "Here?"
• "Oh my god!" Parker exclaimed, slapping at her hands. "Stop being so nasty. We just kissed is all," Parker muttered, his face going completely red. He subconsciously rubbed the base of his neck, where Colton had marked him.
• Shell gasped and jerked at Parker's shirt collar, exposing the huge hickey there. "You are a first class hussy!"