Colt (Prisoners of Purgatory MC #3) Read Online Bella Jewel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Erotic, MC, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Prisoners of Purgatory MC Series by Bella Jewel
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Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 63702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
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“And that’s bad because?”

“Because it’s exactly what I want.”

I swallow, holding his gaze. His fingers move down to grip my chin and my mind spins. I want this, hell, I want it more than anything but right now I have a mission to complete and if I get distracted then more time will pass, and we can’t afford more time to pass with Anthony bothering me.

“I think I know who was threatening Chloe and who was there the night Jeannie was killed.”

He takes a step back, dropping his hand. Pain and rage flashes through his eyes, but he keeps calm.

“Why are you tellin’ me this now?”

“Because we can’t possibly look at whatever this is,” I point between us, “until we finish what hurt you so much to begin with. We need to put the past to bed, and I need your help to do it.”

“Who?”

His voice is laced with fire.

“Anthony.”

He shakes his head for a moment, and then his jaw tightens. “The guy who has been chasin’ after you?”

So, he has been paying attention.

“Yes.”

“Never saw him before. If he was with Jeannie, I would have known.”

“She was only in town visiting you when she died, right?”

He nods sharply.

“Well, according to her friend, she was actually in town to meet Anthony. The two had been chatting on a dating site and decided to meet. You never got the name of the man who was with her that night, right?”

Colt shakes his head. “No. Cops ruled him out and honestly, couldn’t give a fuck about him. I was only worried about her. My mind was a fuckin’ mess. Everythin’ was chaos.”

That makes sense.

“Well, his name was Anthony and I’m certain it’s the same man who has been trying to take me out. It would make sense, it’s the perfect way for him to get close. I need to prove it though, and I want the club to help me do that.”

“I’m listening.”

I tell him my plan.

His eyes connect hungrily with mine before he answers, “I’ll organize it, but for right now, I’m goin’ to fuck you until you lose your voice from screamin’.”

My cheeks flush. “While that sounds amazing, I’m not letting your dick anywhere near me tonight. Not after what I walked in on.”

He growls.

I smile.

“So, I guess I’ll talk to you tomorrow then.”

With that, I turn and walk through the gate.

“You better sleep with one eye open, sweetheart,” he yells after me.

I walk all the way back to the house with a smile.

I haven’t felt this alive in weeks.

Damn biker.

“TELL ME TO STOP AND I will.”

Colt’s gravelly voice as he is above me, his dick buried deep, his hand around my throat as he fucks me in a way I’ve never been fucked before. Not only has he put a belt to my backside multiple times, but then he rolled me over, threw my legs around his hips and drove into me, stretching me wide around him. Begging, I told him to put his hand around my throat, I want to feel the desperation as air is slowly sucked from my lungs.

It's twisted and deranged, but I love every second of it.

Mostly, I love the way his face contorts in pleasure as he fills me, watching me moan and gasp at the same time. He’s holding me tight, but not enough that I can’t breathe a little. Just enough pressure to have me clenching around him, begging for him to fuck me harder, deeper, longer.

“I don’t want you to stop,” I scream, arching my back as my orgasm grows near.

“Fuck. You’re a filthy little bitch,” he bites out, slamming into me so hard the entire bed on the floor moves around.

“I love it when you talk dirty to me,” I moan.

“Tightest little cunt.”

“Yes,” I thrash beneath him. “More.”

“Love the way it hugs my dick, squeezing.”

I can’t hold back.

I explode with pleasure, calling out his name as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over my body. Coating his cock with my arousal, his moan of pleasure is enough to have me clinging to him, bringing him down closer to me. He releases my neck, and his mouth closes over mine as he finds his own release, shuddering, his big body hard and firm. I love every single second of sex with him, and the idea that I could have a lifetime of it is almost too much to bear.

Rolling away from me, he takes me with him, pulling me into his arms. My cheek rests against his chest as we both catch our breaths. He wasn’t joking when he said I better sleep with one eye open. When I went to bed tonight, I was quickly woken by him sneaking in. His mouth hot between my legs as he sucked my pussy, waking me from my slumber. Then, his cock was in my mouth, warm and hard, and I was more than a little ready after that.


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