Breeding Kink Novels & Stories

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

"We're inducing an artificial rut cycle, hormonally forcing your body into a state where mating becomes a biological imperative. Quite effective if you ask me." Horror cut through the pain. "No." "Yes. Once the drugs reach full saturation, you'll be introduced to three females we've selected from compatible bloodlines. Your body will do the rest. Any offspring will be studied, cataloged, and potentially incorporated into future breeding programs." He tilted his head, studying me like a specimen. "You're animals to us, Mr. Hayes. Valuable animals with interesting genetics, but animals nonetheless." Rage flooded my system, momentarily stronger than the drugs. I lunged against the restraints wi

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.

“All I need is a breeder to carry my child. Nothing else matter to me.” Of course, a cruel man like him didn’t even know about mercy. All he wanted to have child from a sex slave like me. Alpha Kieran moved closer, his deep eyes dark in anger. His scent grew stronger around me, wrapping me like chains making it impossible to think straight. My body started to betray me, weakening under his presence. The heat was making my core throb turning my p*ssy wet below my skirt. "You are just a breeder... my breeder." His voice hit me like a lovesick bird.