Tyler Owens X Reader Novels & Stories

“That was just... fantasy shit. Anonymous. I didn’t think you’d ever see it.” “But I did,” I say, stepping closer, voice dropping to a whisper. “And now I know everything. How you tip extra when I use the plug. How you comment about wanting to ‘fill me up’ right after I post a creampie sim. You’re obsessed, Tyler. Admit it.” He stops pacing, backs up against the desk, gripping the edge. His knuckles go white. “Fine. Yeah, I’m obsessed. Happy? You’re fucking everywhere in my head. But this? Barging in here? That’s messed up.”

Tyler walks out the door leaving his warriors behind with i and Rosa, i turn around to take a look at Rosa who hasn't shifted yet ,apparently she doesn't want to get naked in front of all this people ,i mind link scar to fly to the window and he shows up almost immediately with smoke fumes coming off his nostrils , seems like he's been busy a wrecking havoc across the pack ,i ask Rosa to get on scars back ,and he takes her away to a much safer position and I'm left alone with the seven of his warriors in wolf form ,they dashed toward me and i slice them all in halves with my scorpion mace living them lifeless on the floor ,i chase after alpha Tyler and finally catch up with him ,he has a s

I said, and she grinned back at me. “Me too!” We walked up to the car, and Otto gave us the classic ‘it’s about time’ look. I mouthed a quick sorry before sliding into the back seat with Chloe. The drive was quiet, for just a brief moment. Then Chloe started yapping about Tyler's recent post. “He’s watching the How To Get Away With Murder series, I’m telling you, Raine. He’s going to end Tyson. Just look at his caption. He said he has murder on his mind. Remember when he talked about killing Tyson.”

“You two are insane.” “Join us or get out,” Jax growled, spanking my ass hard while he fucked me. “She wants it.” Tyler hesitated for only two seconds before walking behind the bar. He stood right in front of me, unzipping his jeans. His cock was slightly shorter than Jax’s but even thicker. I didn’t wait to be asked. I opened my mouth and took him in, sucking greedily while Jax pounded me from behind. “Fuck,” Tyler groaned, grabbing my hair. “She’s eager.”

Tyler sighed and pressed his lips in fake disappointment, "I’m not trying to intrude on your space, Claire. I’m just interested in reading Hunter’s letter. He’s been my enemy for so long, and I never thought he could string together so many words." He tried to take the letter again and added, "I never thought he had it in him to write such a thing... please let me read it. Let me read and verify it's not AI generated." "It's not AI generated." "And how do you know that?" "I just know." "How?" Tyler quirked an eyebrow. "Okay, don't tell me. Just let me read it." "It's personal. You can't read it." "I know it is personal and I swear I won't judge him or the feelings he shared. I'm just curious

Tyra chuckled, “Then go to her, you know how she’ll scold you. She can be terrifying.” Owen leaned into Tyra and smashed his lips into hers. I rolled my eyes, disgusted at how I am standing real close to them, having a close-up look at their makeout session. Owen smirked as he broke the kiss, “Want to join in?” As if my face couldn’t turn bitter, I grimaced, “Eww, Owen!” Tyra chuckled, “Leave her alone, babe.” She planted a small kiss on Owen’s lips, “You can go to your mom now.”

He asked. "Upper drawer" Xavier replied, his excitement to the roof. Tyler reached out with one hand and picking the first one his hand could grab. He immediately ripped it apart with his teeth before wearing it. He looked at Xavier trying to gain consent once more time and with a smiled Xavier nodded. Tyler slowly lined himself in front of Xavier’s entrance, before softly pressing against him slowly, Xavier’s breath slowly hinged as he closed his eyes, he felt Tyler entering inside him. Tyler waited a bit as he stared at Xavier, he could feel him trying to adjust to his size, as walls stretched out.

She shed at his clothing until he freed himself of it and tossed it aside. “Now what, sweetheart?” he said. Tyler’s smile flashed bright in the room lit by a lamp and the light from the hall. His hair fell over his forehead and should have looked boyish, but he was all man, reminding her of a sexier Orlando Bloom after he’d gone pirate. With a heated glance that had her stomach coiling in an entirely sensual way, Tyler very deliberately drew her down, until she had to place one of her hands on his chest to stay balanced, over him.

“Open wide for your stepbrother, Harper.” She was beyond resistance now. Her body was on fire, every nerve singing with forbidden pleasure. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in, moaning as he sank back into her cum-drenched heat. Tyler fucked her on the counter like he owned her—long, deep strokes that made her tits bounce and her eyes water. He leaned in, sucking one nipple into his mouth while he railed her, then the other, biting just hard enough to make her gasp.

We are currently in Tyler's life and in here, he's the main character so we pretty much empathize with him and support him for what he likes and floats his boat. Whatever gives our current Male lead the jerk he wants, that's what we like... Isn't it? Still in his bathrobe, his eyes on her... His hands slip down into his robe and right to his member as he slowly begins to rub it, not taking his eyes away from her for a moment. She slowly puts on her bra, her side turned to the window. After slipping it on, she removes her bath robes, leaving her in her bra and panties alone, her body outlined in the bright lights of her room. Tyler gasps as his hands begin to move forward and backwards even f