Cowboy Fantasy Novels & Stories

Conri stood at a far mountain with a single wolf, as he awaited Badulf's feedback. He was getting impatient as he sensed footsteps coming behind him, he knew it was a fairy and he didn't flinch as he could smell that this fairy was powerless, he became aware it was fairy they wanted. "Oh look at you" Conri smiled turning towards Nuala, "being such a good fairy." He added

I pulled my sweater over my head, then my leggings and panties, until I was standing completely naked in front of him. Colton stepped closer, towering over me. He reached out and ran his hand down my stomach, then lower, cupping my pussy possessively. “You’re mine,” he said. It wasn’t a question. I nodded. “I know.” He pushed two fingers inside me without warning. I was already wet. He groaned when he felt it. “Even now,” he muttered, pumping his fingers slowly. “Even when your ex is trying to contact you, your pussy gets wet for me.”

His hand gripped the handle of his bike but his eyes never left hers, "You could have written about anyone, but you wrote about me," "Cuz you're popular and everything. I thought we already talked about this," She mumbled the last part. "I told you I ain't letting you off the hook that easily, McIntyre, so now you have another two options," "Kaelen-" He grinned, "You keep pretending it's all fiction, or...," He stepped closer till she had to look up to see his face, his tall figure now looming over her. She could now feel the heat of him, and his voice was a smooth rasp, "I make those fantasies come true. Every naughty, crazy thing you dreamt of, you wrote down. I could really have you under

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

He whispered in my ear. "Who are you and what do you want with me?" I growled at the mysterious man behind me. The three rogues were just feet away from me. "We've been looking for you little wolf." He growled. "Have at her boys, but just don't kill her." He said to the three rogues. "Take the young pup too, use her as a chew toy" "The fact you think you're going to get away with this just shows how incompetent you really are" I growled as I swung my foot back , my heel connecting right with the man's knee causing him to yell and let go of me. The little girl was screaming in my arms.

"Just imagine the scene. Me, walking down the steps of a saloon. A fantastic specimen of an Alpha male leaning against a fence as the setting sun illuminates his golden, sweaty skin..." "Oh yeah, sweaty," I reply, wrinkling my nose. "Shh! Don't spoil my fantasy! I'm into it right now," she immediately cuts me off, raising a hand in the air. "So, I was saying, a cowboy, preferably shirtless." "Obviously shirtless," I repeat. "Obviously," she repeats, shaking her head. "Thick black hair, green eyes... jeans hanging dangerously low on his hips." "Aaaaah," I say, opening my mouth wide. "Because of all the cowboys in the West, you're bound to run into the one who doesn't wear a shirt or a belt!"

It took a special type to actually live that lifestyle, and the ones she knew were all back and had moved on to lives that they could live without much farming experience. A cowboy might be the perfect distraction to her. She could relate to them in a way the others couldn’t. They would also be the perfect protection from the men she worked with. She smiled to herself. A plan was coming together in her mind to counter the one some of the men around her were probably thinking about. While they wanted to ride her or her them on this trip, she wouldn’t mind a small distraction of a fling with one of the ranch hands. So if the men she worked with tried to mount her, she would ride a cowboy inste

We’re all over the drama with her, none of us care for her. I shut my laptop slowly, almost reverently, and push up from the table. I find Colton outside by the fence, tossing feed to the horses. He’s wearing one of his many flannel shirts, sleeves rolled up, the kind that smells like cedarwood and sun. I lean against the post, watching him work. “Hey, cowboy.” He turns, brushing hair from his brow. “Hey, city girl.” I grin. “Got some news.” “Better be good,” he says, walking toward me with that lazy swagger I’ve come to love. “I just spent an hour fixing the damn chicken coop.”

“You are fucking soaked, I haven’t even touched you yet.” My fantasy of getting fucked over his table is now coming to reality, I whimpered as his fingers moved my panties and touched my pussy. He raised my skirt up to my waist with no hesitation, the cold air hit my wet panties making it extremely cold on my pussy. He carried me like I weighed nothing, and set me down on his cold glass desk, he removed my panties and shove my legs apart, wide and open, like a slut. His fingers traced the juice running down my thighs back to my pussy, rubbing my pussy and looking into my eyes. My skin tingled and breath hitched.

Despite his urgency to reach home, Jasper decides to take Lianna and her horse along with him on the journey back home to Montana. Meanwhile, Alpha Briar West, a composed and confident leader, faces a new challenge when an unforeseen issue arises from the recent cattle thefts at Wolfe Ranch. He becomes the target of the enraged Alpha from the Winnipeg Pack, who seeks retribution for a debt. As if this predicament wasn't enough, Briar also finds his mate in an entirely unexpected manner. Now, this cowboy must navigate the complexities of his relationship with his free-spirited mate, Sloan Taylor.