Colby Brock Hot Novels & Stories

Yes, because I have to do things like eat and keep that leaky roof over my head. "It's Lucille, you can call me Lucille. You go on and get to your writing I'll see you when I see you. Wait a minute you have food don't you?" "Yes, thank you-I do." She made a hasty retreat after that, too embarrassed to hang around any longer. She looked around for Mr. Hottie but he was nowhere in sight. Kerry almost smiled for the first time in months at the memory of him. It had been quite some time since she'd felt that little spark of interest, now she had two things to get her juices flowing; the hot new guy in town, and her stories.

I probably should give her a tour but the oven bell rang out for me to get the salmon out. “What did you cook?” Colt took a seat on a bar stool. “Salmon and broccoli.” I said as I hit the microwave for the broccoli. “It’s from the cookbook and I wanted to try it.” “Sounds good to me!” Colt looked a little worn down but nothing crazy. “What’s wrong?” I asked as I studied him. “We had a rogue attack the other day.” Colt took a chug as I pulled the salmon out. “Everything okay?” I asked, my stomach dropped.

When he pulled back for a second I almost begged, hips lifting off the mat in protest. “You look so fucking good like this,” he growled. Before I could answer he dove back in, tongue thrusting deep, nose pressed against my clit, eating me like he was starving. I whimpered, cheek pressed to the cool mat, thighs spreading wider on their own, opening myself completely for him. It was perfect, messy, wet, addictive—until Maria’s voice cut through the gym. “Mr. Hilton?” My eyes snapped open. I shoved at his shoulders, heart slamming. “She’s coming—”

Like a little dog in heat. I close my eyes, my cheeks burning. —I... I'm not... — Shh. The feather disappears. Instead, something cold. Hard. An ice cube. I gasp as the cold hits me, sliding down my neck, leaving a damp trail that contrasts with the warmth of my skin. —K-Kael.....My voice is broken, trembling. The ice descends, tracing a path between my breasts, lingering on my hardened nipples before continuing its path towards my stomach. I arch my back despite myself, offering my body to this icy treatment, fingers gripping the marble beneath me.

I thanked him for watching the girls, then he closed the door behind me. “What?” I snapped at Colby once I was buckled in his car. I could feel him staring at me the entire time. He gave me a little once-over, then let out a half-laugh. “Bro doesn’t stand a chance.” “Bro? You mean Aaron?” “Either of them,” he said, then pointed out my window. I followed his line of sight to where Dominic was still watching from a window. The second our eyes met, he disappeared. I rolled my eyes, shoving Colby playfully in the shoulder. “Just drive, you over-protective guard dog.”

Brock only stared at me. “I can’t wait,” I said, feeling calmer. “I don’t know if every second counts. She’s my mate, Brock.” He nodded before looking down at the table between us. For a few moments, he just stood there pinching the bridge of his nose and saying nothing. I honestly didn’t know why he was so against me calling Kolton Underwood and asking him what he wanted in exchange for Eva. The chances that she was there with him were pretty high, so why wait?

I decide on a high ponytail today, with blue skinny jeans, a tank top and I grab my leather jacket, and then head off to my office. Opening the door, I hear my cell phone ringing. Finally! “Hey sexy, where have you been?” I ask seeing it was Colby on the line. “Hey babe, would you believe we had rogue attacks two nights in a row since you left?” he asks. I am shocked. Colby’s Pack was the strongest in our region. Rogues never attacked the Pack. “Were you able to capture anyone?” I ask.

"Hey, I'm sorry about calling you a bastard yesterday. You just caught me off guard- I stop when Kade pushes the earphones in his ears and completely shuts me out. His eyes fall to the screen of his phone and he types on it furiously. I narrowed my eyes and let out a puff of irritated air. So much for apologizing. I pulled out of the driveway soon after and made my way to Colby's. __ " What's with Mr. Hot and moody? Looks even more pissed off than yesterday?" Colby jerks a thumb at the back. I shrugged. "Don't know. You ask him," Colby scoffs. "Me ask that guy? He's hot, a hundred percent burning flames hot. But he also look like he could kill me in a second. I'm not about to lose my life to

Do you guys want a beer? Aaron ~”After what I just heard, I'd rather have whiskey.” Bruce ~”Sure, come shit. Just excuse the mess, I am in the middle of a case.” Summer ~”Let me cut to the shit first and I will warn you, I will shoot you if I think you lying to me.” Bruce ~”Aaron you sure have a winner here.” Aaron ~”She is one hot piece of work isn’t she?” Bruce ~”No shit no nonsense, just the way you want them.”