Novel & Cerita Hxh Colt

LET'S SEE WHAT COLT IS UP TO. UP NEXT IS: COLT'S REDEMPTION

“You sound stressed. Where are you going? I can hear your horn honking.” “I’m going to buy a television.” There was a confused pause on the line. “Did yours break? “No.” “Then why on earth are you buying one? You have a home theater that costs more than my house.” “It’s a long story,” Colt muttered. Alex hummed, sounding delighted. “Good. I like long stories. Drop by my office and pick me up. I’m a great consultant for electronics.” Colt scoffed. “Your office is ten miles off my route.”

Colt spread my cheeks while Dax groaned in appreciation. “Damn, she’s already dripping,” Dax said. Colt went first. He slammed into my pussy hard, fucking me roughly against the car hood while Dax watched and stroked his thick cock. Then they switched. Dax took his turn, pounding me even harder, his hands leaving fresh greasy prints all over my ass. “Fuck, she’s tight,” Dax groaned. They took turns for a while, using my pussy like I was their personal fuck toy. Then Colt pulled me up and laid me on my back on the hood.

It had to be. She kept moving, wiping sweat from her forehead, when the low rumble started outside. At first she thought more ambulances. Then the big white trucks rolled into the bay, clean and heavy, their sides marked in bold blue: AELION INDUSTRIES. Relief swept through the department like a breeze. The logistics coordinator was already out there waving them in, voice cracking with gratitude. “They’ve got emergency respiratory support systems,” he called. “Donated. Fully operational. They can start setting up now.”

Five Years Later “Go, Dom!!!” Nine-year-old Trevor Calisto was cheering on his cousin from the fences as the boy broke into a gentle canter on his horse. Both their fathers were in the corral coaching him along the little ride. He chose the 8month old Friesian Colt a day ago when his father Killian told him it was time to get his own horse. Vincent bred top of the line horses, and the Friesian breeds he bred strictly for family. The colt was black as night with a calm demeanor matching his new master's attitude. The two boys were excited. Now they can both ride together around the ranch.

I wonder what it is they wear, because I swear it's like a drug made just to pull me to them. I blush. Colt is really cute... And he's 20! He and his twin are almost identical. You can only tell the difference between the two by their eye color. Colt has blue eyes and Fox has green... unless you know them well. Colt is more of a flirt. He's outgoing and doesn't second guess anything. He is the older of the two. He also happens to be the party animal of the two. Fox is more studious and shy (unless he knows you really well). He's sweet and honest... not to say he isn't a ladies man. Both the boys know their way around the girls.

Colt sighed and closed his eyes for a brief while before returning his gaze to the bunnies within the cage. "I'm already 300 years old, and I've been leading my packs for over 100 years," Colt explained. "They hide everything from you because I told them, and Tio knew it, and we didn't tell you sooner because you were traumatized by the incident four years ago." Lilith inquired, "Is Tio also a werewolf?" "He is a human, and because he is also my friend, he hides it as well," Colt replied, shaking his head.

I rattled off, like it were textbook. Damien's face lit up at my knowledge of cars. He had to have known that I enjoyed them, but I don't think he realized quite the extent of it until just then. He turned to me. “Yes, I’m aware, and this is #3 of 20. I have the matching one with orange accents along the bottom which is #4 of 20.” He said, with a smile to die for.

I backed away and began transforming too. Colt’s human form buckled into himself on the ground, naked, clutching his face where I had torn him open. His shoulders shook with heavy breaths before he looked up at me standing over him, having only the patience to put on boxers and nothing more. The mosquitoes didn’t bother me. The moonlight was cold on my back, but I didn’t care. I bent down and grabbed his arms, forcing him to his feet. “What the fuck are you doing here?” Blood poured from the gash across the corner of his mouth. His normally dull blue eyes were more like wild lightning tonight. “Looking for Billie,” he said hoarsely.

She muttered. "I was just trying to make you feel better, princess." "I'm fine," She whispered. They came to a halt in front of the door as Connie opened the door for her. With a deep breath, she stepped inside. His woodsy scent engulfed her instantly as she came to a halt in front of the glass table. He raised his head from the file and stared at her blankly. "Colt's family couldn't make it to the coronation because they were preparing for Hunter's wedding which is tomorrow. Your clothes will be delivered to you, so be ready."