Tommyinnit X Reader Novels & Stories

Tommy's POV I was woken up by the noise outside the ward. "That's Tommy? He seems like an honest man. I didn't expect him to be such a jerk. His wife just got pregnant, but he's already messing around with other women." "He's a bastard! Does he have no conscience? How disgusting!" My heart skipped a beat, and I picked up my phone with my trembling hands. I saw my photos with those female escorts in compromising positions trending on the internet.

A perplexed expression crossed his face as he looked at Jenna. "What?" "You are my mate, my lady. Strangely, I can't sense it! You are my mate," Tommy admitted, smiling, revealing the pent-up longing that had developed over the years. "You are my—Goddess, you are mine." "Hey, wolf, no one lays claim to me. Mate or not," Jenna groaned, then managed a smile through her lingering pain. Seizing the opportunity for playful banter, Tommy teased, "Of course, my lady, you possess yourself, but your body? Well, that's under my ownership," accompanied by a playful wink.

Tommy was one of the few people who reached out as a true friend. “Yes, I’m fine. How about you? How’s your boyfriend?” I chuckled as I remembered the part I’d forgotten to tell Bastian, Tommy has a boyfriend, so he wasn’t interested in me romantically. It wasn’t my fault if Bastian assumed otherwise. My phone buzzed again. “Girl, I’m good, and James is amazing! I’ve got some juicy news for you!” I giggled, amused. Tommy always had the best gossip and never held back.

Shaking my head at Tommy, I lifted up onto my tip toes and pressed a kiss on his cheek, whispering in his ear. "I am fine. I can protect myself... remember" Reluctantly, he let me go; looking at the death glare, Damien was shooting Tommy. I rolled my eyes. He was such a child. A female and a male can be friends without it being sexual. I felt like I had known Tommy my whole life. I felt an instant connection to him that one would have with a brother or sister.

I don't know what's so special about him that girls are just falling, I mean he's not athletic, he's a complete nerd, just with a beautiful smile, and a face like a- Tommy suddenly responds "As if you're not falling" "Okay, that's it!" I turn to him "Tommy, can you read my mind?" He grinds ''Of course, I can'' "Wait, so you mean all this time, you could read my thoughts?" He nods "Yes, what can I say?, I am a special ghost" My eyes widen as I suddenly remember all the dirty thoughts I had about me and max last night, kill me."Tommy did you possibly- "

Alex whispered, his voice a promise of what was to come. With eyes dark with hunger, and voice a low throb, he murmured, "Let's go somewhere more private." The crowd parted for us, creating a path to the exit, and we stumbled out of the club. As we stepped into the dimly lit alleyway, Alex slammed me against the wall, his mouth crushing into mine as his hand returned to my pussy, now slick with my release. His other hand fumbled with his zipper before the hot, hard length of his cock spring free.

“Come out here your daddy wants to talk to you.” Before I even got the chance to utter another word, Tommy walked into the room, his eyes wandering with excitement before landing on Annabelle. Annabelle looked at him with different expressions on her face. Shock, confusion, pain and also something soft, like she was falling in love with the little boy who Is the splitting image of me. The smile on Tommy's face dropped the moment his eyes landed on my girlfriend. He watched her with the curiosity of an innocent seven year old.

The hallway was dim. Ethan’s door was closed upstairs. Tommy’s body was a wall of heat behind me — broad, solid, the body of a professional athlete who had spent five years being built into a weapon, and the weapon was pressed against my back, and his hand was on my hip, and his mouth was on my ear, and I was so wet that the denim had gone from dark to saturated and the seam was pressing against my clit with every micro-movement and I was going to come. Standing up. In a hallway. Without a single hand between my legs. Just from the pressure and the voice and the proximity and the years of unresolved everything and the three hours of unresolved Chase and the—

He’s a fucking monster, an animal! He punched the car in anger and took a few steps away to light a cigarette, leaving me with his best friend, Tommy, and the rest of the rogue leaders. Tommy has been unusually quiet since I was abducted, I’m thinking that maybe he doesn’t agree with some of the decisions his friend is making these days, but he doesn’t have a choice. He has to stay loyal and remain silent else he will be branded as a traitor. I decided to fish for some information from Tommy and find out if Richard was telling me the truth about Xander's dead wife, Celia, and his betrothed, Vinnie. “Did he really fuck Xanders first mate and her sister?” I asked him, trying to sound cool so h

Jason says as he hangs his head but Tommy just grins, looking to me, then to Jason a dm back again? "It's ok Jason, you can have her, my interests lie elsewhere." Tommy replies, giving me a wink and a chuckle. This worked out well, though I have yet to figure who has Tommy's interest. "Thank goodness because she is one hell of a good kisser." Jason replies, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. I blush at his compliment, he is a really good kisser too.