Fantasy Cowboy Novels & Stories

"If you don't want to die, then go away!" The sword's sharp blade was imprinting on the fox demon's neck. He suddenly turned pale and immediately ran away. Dove did not expect someone to follow her and Clara. From the moment Clara stepped out of the palace, she was sure to be watched with intent to kill her. After safely returning to the cave, Dove breathed a sigh of relief. She and Clara sat in the moonlight. Seeing Clara keep looking at the blue sky, Dove suddenly remembered her parents' story. It is a legendary story about the Magic river.

We were close to losing it all to Andreas McKinnon. Not only had I lied to my brother, my father and my best friend Lacey about where I was going in the middle of the night but I had to climb the hill, in total darkness to get there. The path to Kingdom ranch was watched by several of his men. He guarded his cattle and crops with nails and teeth and angry men that probably had guns, which was why he was one of the most respected and feared and desired ranch owners of the county.

Well sexual or nonsexual at the end of the day I was still kidnapped and strapped here against my will. My face paled as I thought about it more. Me acting like a toddler. My face morphed from an angry glare into a disgusting expression. I had to stop this at all costs. "Well, that doesn't make it any better and do not think I'm ignorant. I know what it means and I also know that with that kind of relationships consent is very important and right now nothing of that is happening here between us. I will not partake in your sick fantasy. I don't like it so get me out of here!" I was angry, no furious. First, they kidnap me, then they restrain me and to top it all they will force a kind of life

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.”

She reached out and put her fingertips on my chest. "I guess Karen told you how much we've both fantasized about this kind of thing." "Oh yes, she did," I said, "I heard about the cowboy movies." She giggled while her fingers trailed down to my chest towards my stomach, saying "Oh yes, those cowboy movies." Our eyes stayed locked on each other as her fingers reached my stomach. "I never thought I'd get to really do this, and I know Karen never did either." My cock was already rock hard from her touch before her fingers found it.

Luckily, I’d dodged a bullet with him – one way or another – and I’d sworn off men since then… That’s until I saw Buck! Damn, the man was just too hot for his own good. When I masturbated, I imagined him, naked on top of me, and hammering his length into me until I came screaming. Or him between my legs, licking me into oblivion and eating me out like I was the only thing keeping him alive… And this fantasy was desperate to be tested! Once again, I felt his gaze on me, and this time, I decided, I was going to make the move for him…

And every single thought and anger vanished. Jackson stood under the open sky, shirtless, lifting wooden planks like they weighed nothing. His skin glistened with sweat, his muscles flexing with every precise movement. The tension in his back, the raw strength in his arms… God help me, he looked like some untamed s*x god, sculpted to ruin me. I couldn’t move. He was a perfect work of art. The more I stood there and watched, the more I found it hard to breathe. I was losing my breath by the second, but I still didn’t leave. I was staring shamelessly, helplessly, drinking in the sight of him like I was starving.

He’s very muscular and drool worthy. “Oh, my bad I'm a little buzzed here cowboy,” Kim laughed. “How do you know my name have we met before?” Cowboy asked. “Ah no I just call guys who wear cowboy hats, cowboy, when I don't know their name.” Kim replied. “Well lucky guess. My name is Cowboy, and this here is my friend Smokey,” Cowboy introduced. “Where's the bandit?” Raine asked laughing. “Ha ha good one, like I haven’t heard that before,” Smokey fake laughed.