Saddle Sore: A Rough Riding Cowboy Western Erotic Novel

I swore a blood oath to the devil holding her ranch in his fist. The man who'd foreclose on everything she loves. But the moment I laid eyes on that rancher's daughter, spitfire defiance blazing in a dust-choked barn, my honor cracked like dry Montana earth. She fought the foreclosure tooth and nail, wildcat eyes daring me to break her. Damn if her reckless bravado didn't stir something feral in my chest, a hunger that had no place in my vow.

We were oil and flame from the start. Enemies bound by circumstance, thrown together herding cattle through thundering rivers where spray mixed with sweat on her skin. She denied the pull, spitting curses even as her body arched under mine in hay-scented shadows, slick and tangled, bruises blooming where my hands gripped too hard. Starlit nights by the corral rails, her anger exploding into surrender, nails raking my back as I claimed her rough against the wood. Oath be damned, she unraveled my restraint, turned salvation into sin.

Every thrust, every growled command blurred the line between protector and betrayer. Her shame haunted her, legacy slipping away, and I was the paradox: the rope to save her, the noose around her neck. She craved my dominance in the chaos, wouldn't admit it, but her surrender fed my possession like whiskey on a prairie fire. Yet that oath tied me to her ruin, whispering betrayal in every stolen breath.

What breaks first? Her hard-won independence, the ranch under endless skies, or the savage hunger that could shatter us both?

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E-bog: 23. april 2026