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Enticing Elliott
Enticing Elliott
Enticing Elliott
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Enticing Elliott

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When his boss orders Elliott Samuels to come the Moon pack bar little does he know Anthony's plans include handing him off to Parker, the pack security officer. Parker takes one look at the slim accountant and knows he's found the submissive mate of his dreams. Will the two be a love match or will outside forces tear them apart?

LanguageEnglish
PublisherAmber Kell
Release dateJun 16, 2013
ISBN9781301925308
Enticing Elliott
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Amber Kell

Amber Kell is a dreamer who has been writing stories in her head for as long as she could remember.She lives in Seattle with her husband, two sons, three cats and one very stupid dog. To learn more about her current books or works in progress, check out her blog at http://amberkell.wordpress.com.Her fans can also reach her at amberkellwrites@gmail.com.

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    I barely managed to finish. This book to me has a toxic relationship. For example in the beginning Parker was obviously judgmental about Elliott's half wolf . Then there was the waking up tied scene, Elliott asked to be untied but Parker refused, I was upset what happened to consent and communication? Parker is the kind of guy I have been warned about. If I was Elliott after being tied up I would have made Parker pay for thinking I would be onboard with his kinks with no warning.

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Enticing Elliott - Amber Kell

Chapter 1

Elliott Samuels looked at the big metal door with the wolf-head knocker and balked. There was no sign on the outside or even darkened windows to indicate this was a nightclub, just a steel door. The lack of a line or roped-off area made him extremely nervous. He almost ran .

Almost.

However, Anthony had asked him to come. Ordered him, really. He couldn’t say no to Anthony. He didn’t know anyone who could. Something about the man made Elliott want to make Anthony happy, made him want to do whatever Anthony asked.

No matter how ridiculous.

Like wearing leather pants and a copper-colored mesh shirt. Hell, even the boots were an Anthony requirement. There was nothing so embarrassing as having your new boss take you shopping and then demand your attendance at a bar… club… whatever.

He wasn’t even sure it was legal for Anthony to do that. Of course, he wouldn’t be the one bringing it up.

He’d met the man’s mate.

Tentatively, he took the wolf knocker and banged it a few times.

Immediately, the door opened to reveal a tall, lean man with short black hair and massive shoulders. Cool grass-green eyes looked him up and down. Yes?

Nerves had Elliott shaking his head back and forth, more of a spasm than a voluntary movement. Um, A-Anthony invited me.

Name?

Elliott Samuels.

Those green eyes examined him intently. Samuels? He knew what the guy was implying, but he didn’t have a pack. He’d never had a pack.

I’m half-wolf. No pack. He wasn’t ashamed, no matter how piercing the bouncer’s gaze.

Can you shift?

Elliott didn’t know why it mattered, but he nodded. Full independent change.

Some half-wolves couldn’t. Couldn’t shift or involuntarily shifted under a full moon, their control not as refined as their full wolf counterparts, but not Elliott. His wolf was a quiet, submissive creature. It had to be coaxed out beneath the moon, but it could be coaxed.

Excellent. The man gave him a smile that could only be called… wolfish.

Elliott had the dizzying sensation he was the prey in this scenario, and he wasn’t entirely certain he disliked the idea.

The bouncer pulled a phone from the clip on his low riding black jeans. Elliott blinked at how low those jeans dipped. He discreetly turned his head so he wouldn’t be caught staring inappropriately.

I need a replacement. The bouncer’s voice, low and pleasant, slid through Elliott’s body like an aural aphrodisiac.

Damn, the bouncer flipped all of Elliott’s buttons and lit up the scoreboard. Elliott willed himself not to harden. The leather pants he’d squeezed his body into left nothing to the imagination. They might not ride as low as the hot bouncer’s jeans, but they were definitely a snug fit. If he became hard, his lack of underwear would be apparent to all. Damn Anthony. He’d convinced Elliott to do without his boxers, saying it would give him unattractive lines.

He might have to reconsider his current place of employment.

Coming, a scratchy female voice said over the speakerphone, pulling Elliott’s attention back to the bouncer instead of the condition of his cock.

The gorgeous wolf hung up and pinned Elliott with those stunning green eyes. It will be just a moment. He flashed a wicked smile. Like what you see?

Elliott swallowed nervously. He’d seen guys beat up for less. He hoped Anthony’s name would at least provide some protection.

Sorry, I-I didn’t mean to stare. He could feel his cheeks burning with embarrassment, one of the problems with having pale skin. His mother always said he’d inherited his great-grandmother’s Irish complexion, but since the woman died before Elliott’s birth, he had to take her word for it. Elliott only had a few grainy photographs to support the theory.

The bouncer chuckled. If I didn’t want people looking, I wouldn’t wear them so low. I’m Parker. He held out one massive paw to Elliott, who cautiously took the hand offered. Elliott relaxed with relief when the larger man carefully shook with Elliott. Apparently, Parker wasn’t one of those men who felt manlier by crushing everyone’s hand to prove he was stronger.

I’m here. A pretty woman, who was even shorter than Elliott’s five-nine, walked up the stairs. She took one look at Elliott and gave a wide smile. I’m Shara. Who are you?

This is Elliott, Parker said, blocking Elliott with his larger frame before she could offer her hand. Anthony invited him.

Hmm. And it takes a personal guard to escort him to Anthony? Her eyes were brilliant blue, sparkling with mischief.

Just give me fifteen minutes, Parker growled before turning back to Elliott. Come with me.

Elliott resisted any possible smartass response that involved coming and the hot black-haired man leading the way with his tight, round ass. That didn’t stop him from looking, though.

Parker glanced back at the pretty, auburn-haired wolf and bit back a growl. He searched his mind for the perfect present for Anthony. The man was going to get a big reward for bringing Parker his mate—unless he intended Elliott for someone else. Then they were going to have words.

Unpleasant ones.

Unfortunately, even if he could make himself attack Anthony, the man would fry his ass before he took the first lunge. Sometimes, there were disadvantages to having a non-wolf alpha mate, even if he was nice to look at.

Glancing back at the pretty, pretty man, he decided that sometimes there were even bigger advantages. Elliott

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