Hxh Colt Novels & Stories

“Eating dirt’s part of it. But today we do it right. C’mere.” His big hand settled on my lower back as he guided me to the mounting block. Even that innocent touch sent a strange spark up my spine. At fifty-one, Colt moved like a man who owned every inch of this land muscles flexing under his worn denim shirt, scars peeking from the collar where a bull had once tossed him, he’d mentioned over coffee. “Left foot in the stirrup,” he instructed, voice dropping lower as I swung up. “Now ease on. Back straight. That’s it.”

“I want to explain. Please.” “I wish somebody would,” Jayden muttered irritably. Hailey took a deep breath. “I knew Terrence by the name Colt. That was his code name when he was in Special Forces. I didn’t know he was here, or that he was one of the Colorado Colters. He and his team saved my life three years ago.” Jayden opened his mouth to speak, but she quickly held up her hand. She needed to get this out before she lost her courage. “Just let me tell the story first.”

" Oh, come on your highness. Why in a hurry? " He didn't respond, and she felt like she was talking to a rock. Stomping her foot, she unzips her sling bag. Taking out a bottle from it. " Here is your scent neutralizing one." Zander took the small glass bottle from her fingers to stare at the green liquid in it. Nodding. Content with it. He slid it into his pants. While Charlotte takes out another bottle with a red liquid in it. Biting her lip, she offers it to him. Looking deeply into his eyes.

He looked dangerously handsome and hot at the same time. “Here comes the woman of the evening”, Colt said jokingly. Fiona laughed. “Greetings to the man of the evening too”, Fiona said. Colt opened the passengers door and she slide inside and watched as he walked over to the drivers seat, damn!!!, this man was hot. She drew a tremendous sigh. Colt in suit and work shirts had been sexy, but Colt on faded jean and polo that clung to his skin was entirely a different level of hotness.

Then, without turning back, he replied with the faintest smirk in his stride. The moment Alexander stepped out of the bar, he nearly collided with Colton. Colton stood leaning against a black SUV, a cigarette dangling lazily between his fingers, the smoke curling up into the night air. He eyed Alexander with a mix of amusement and concern. “Hugo said you’re doing better,” he said, flicking ash to the pavement. “Figured it was time we talked about Marken.” Marken—his name always cut through everything else. It didn’t matter where or when.

Shame twisted hot in my chest…I was their innocent stepsister, now reduced to a dripping, moaning mess…but the ecstasy drowned it out completely. Colt growled lowly ,His cock pulsating as he flooded my pussy with thick, hot ropes of cum. He stayed buried deep for a long moment, letting me feel every throb before slowly pulling out. Cum immediately leaked from my stretched, gaping hole, running in messy streamlet down my thighs.

Colton had put the car before the horse. For the sake of achieving this objective, Colton sold himself to the demonic god. However, Alex suddenly thought of someone. He thought of his high school classmate, Hayley Hanson.

Bo smiled and leaned down before he looked me in my eyes to say, "I told you! Now, be good!" I nodded in agreement but I was moaning again. Bo began a fast rhythm inside me that caused me to climax within minutes! "That's a good bunny!" He said with a deep tone filled with desire. For the next hour, Bo climaxed inside me and I climaxed all over my stomach several times. I finally was able to speak after his third climax and yelled, "P-P-Passion!" Bo immediately sat up and turned off the black box. I was out of breath and so was he. He began to slowly remove the cups, the cylinder thing, and the leather body suit. He sat them aside before he laid on me and removed the straps off of my wrists.

I heard a fimiliar voice say and I looked up to see Hunter. "Hey, what are you doing here?" I asked flashing him a friendly smile. "I have a friend that works over here, Matt S-" "I know him, great photographer," "So what are you doing here?" He asked "Well, I-" "Mr Bryan," Xavier greeted out of no where cutting him off, his hand wrapping around my waist possessively, Hunter's eyes following the action. "Mr Persons, how are you today?" Hunter asked standing straight, building confidence and dominance. Men and their pride and egos.