Novel & Cerita Breeding Kink

She didn’t have the slightest wish of living in peace here, did she? “Tell me, breeder, what is the penalty for failing to fulfill a breeder’s duties?” I wanted her to say the words herself. She would be more familiar with the rules than me. It’s from her pack, after all. “The alpha’s breeder is a branded slave who must warm his bed to his satisfaction. She is not allowed to waste the seeds of the alpha by consuming any concoctions that stop pregnancy. In a given time, the breeder must provide pups for the alpha. Failure to do so…” I felt her tremble at this point, and I could tell my wait was worth it. All that explanation meant nothing to me. I only wanted her to get to this part.

The movement was intense, almost painful, but overwhelming in sensation. "Gonna breed you harder. Make sure it takes. Make sure everyone knows you're bred and claimed and MINE." He came again, roaring, his teeth finding Kai's shoulder again, biting down hard. The mating mark was going to be even more prominent after this, reinforced repeatedly by rut-feral teeth. When they finally unlocked, Daemon didn't give Kai even a moment's rest. Just flipped him onto his stomach and mounted him again, breeding him with renewed desperation. "Mine. Say it. Say you're mine."

Women were treated like mere breeders, the only thing that made them the least bit admirable here was having a child; more so a son. Once mated, they were given five years to ‘breed’, and now her five years was up. Throughout those five years, Kenny had tried everything in his power to get her pregnant. This was a fear of his, one he dreaded happening, and now that it had come to pass, he was probably blaming himself.

Crystal's hands were shivering and her body had also turned cold in nervousness as she stood on the stage with her hands in Ramos's. 'C*ssie, I'm feeling so scared and nervous.' Crystal told her wolf when she heard Ramos whispering, "Close your eyes for three seconds and take a long breath." Without thinking for once, Crystal instantly closed her eyes and took a long breath before looking at Ramos. "Now feeling better?" Ramos asked when Crystal smiled and nodded her head because his words actually helped her to calm down. Grace, Aurora, Vincent, and the parents of Ramos were standing at the front row and looking at them when finally Ramos took a step closer since it was time for him to mark

The words send a shock through my body. My pussy clenches violently around the leader’s cock. "Oh fuck,” he groans. “She liked that. She liked hearing about being bred.” He pounds me harder. “That’s right, little bitch. That’s what animals do. They breed. They get filled with cum. They make babies.” He slams deep, grinding. “That’s what’s happening to you right now. We’re breeding you. Pumping you full of cum. Maybe one of us will take.”

It was warm and thick, making her skin crawl. “No.” “Check her for the item.” Hands began to pat down her sides, roughly grabbing and pulling her limbs aside before fumbling beneath her torn cloak, then shirt. They groped her non-sexually for no one desired an Omega and they were perhaps the least sexually assaulted species in the wolf kingdom. Who would want to breed a population loathed by many, if not all? “Nothing,” muttered one of them and their hands left her briskly.

He plunged into her warm wet core and they both groaned together. He backed out and surged forward again, this time going deeper and harder. Kizzy raised her hips and met him more than half way. With each stroke, Breed felt her body tighten a little bit more. His own body was getting ready to explode as he stroked her. But he didn’t want this to end yet, so he held off. Leaning back a bit, his lips found her nipples and he closed in on them. He sucked them into his mouth greedily, like he’d thought about doing for the last hour and heard her hiss with pleasure. Breed bit down on her skin a little, as he pushed himself deep inside her. He couldn’t help but groan long and low. Breed’s lips wen

He was a slice-their-throat-in-the-dark animal, and he fully admitted to it. For ten years he had connived to ensure that he and his people were part of the recognized Breed society. He was, after all, a man who liked to be on the winning side. Breed freedom was the winning side. But now, the stakes had been raised. Because of his mate. Hell, he’d never caught so much as a whiff of information about mating heat between Breeds and their lovers. Who could have imagined that the Breed genetics would turn against them in such a way and would torture their females as it did?

The absence of it was a great motivator. “The King has breeders in the coven. These are theirs. Those closest to the King are given breeders whenever they want to sate their needs. They are then given extra privileges if they successfully impregnate the breeders.” That was really fucking disgusting. If he had not already been dead then I would have killed him myself for the utter fucking bullshit that he was actively allowing and encouraging. ‘Please get rid of these two while I check on the babes,’ I linked my mates who both answered ‘with pleasure’ at the exact same time. I supposed that was what happened when they shared a mind since Dante was thirteen years old.

CONTENT WARNINGS A-Z A: Alpha Dominance, Aggressive Mating, Anatomical Impossibilities That Work Anyway Expect dominant supernatural beings who don't ask permission twice. Mating that's rough, primal, and intense. Bodies that stretch and accommodate in ways that shouldn't be possible but feel incredible anyway. B: Breeding Obsession, Biting Everywhere, Bondage With Tails/Tentacles/Vines, Blood As Foreplay Creatures driven by instinct to breed and claim. Fangs and teeth marking skin in every sensitive spot. Restraints that aren't rope or handcuffs but living appendages. Blood-sharing as intimacy and feeding.