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2026-02-26 22:05:20
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Breeding the Surrogate Consent
She wasn’t dreaming.The realization hit like a crack of thunder through her chest.He was here. Not a dream. Not a phantom lingering at the edge of sleep.Her breath stuttered. Her skin prickled. Her stomach dropped and twisted all at once, desire and disbelief tangling in the pit of her belly.Beckett was in her room. In the middle of the night.The man who'd burst into her apartment like a storm. The man who'd shoved her back against the wall and nearly kissed her like he wanted to consume her whole.He was in her room. In the dark. Close enough to touch.Her pulse thundered in her ears as she stared at him, the shadows of his face sharp and unyielding.She stiffened, panic and heat crashing together inside her chest. And yet somehow, despite it all, she managed to keep her body still, her face composed, or close enough to it. Only her eyes betrayed her, wide and burning as they locked onto his.She swallowed. "Consent for what?"His eyes didn’t leave hers. That same shadowed inten
Breeding the Surrogate Saturday Stillness
Lili woke to soft light and the quiet hum of city traffic far below. For the first time in days, there was no alarm, no footsteps, no low voices issuing instructions.Just stillness.She blinked at the ceiling, body sluggish, legs tangled in soft sheets. Her thighs ached faintly, a reminder of everything she’d surrendered the day before. She stretched slowly, savoring the deep pull through her back and hips.It was nearly ten.After a long shower and a few sunlit stretches in the living room, she made herself a light breakfast. Scrambled eggs, whole grain toast, berries. Her appetite had returned with surprising clarity. Everything tasted brighter. Cleaner.She dressed in soft leggings and an oversized sweater, hair pulled up into a loose bun, and sank into the sofa with one of the pregnancy books from Cade’s shelf. The chapters were dense and clinical, so many charts and terms, so many possibilities. She read three pages about first-trimester symptoms before shutting the book and set
Breeding the Surrogate Afterglow
“Stay there,” Cade said softly.Lili barely heard him over the sound of her own heartbeat, but she obeyed. Her cheek remained pressed against the rug, breath catching in short, shaky bursts as her body trembled in the aftermath. Her limbs felt molten, her thighs still quivering with each breath.She heard the quiet slide of a drawer opening, the rustle of plastic. Then Cade was kneeling beside her again, and something cool and damp touched the inside of her thigh.A wipe.He was cleaning her.Not rushed. Not impersonal. But slow. Almost reverent.“You did beautifully,” he murmured as he worked. “You made a mess, sweetheart.”His voice was warm, affectionate. She let her eyes close, tension bleeding out of her body with every careful stroke.When he was done, he reached for the soaked thong still tangled around her knees.“You won’t need this anymore,” he said, sliding it down her legs with gentle efficiency. “It’s ruined anyway.”She didn’t respond. She wasn’t sure she could.“Come on
Breeding the Surrogate Holding Pattern
Lili stayed kneeling even as Cade tucked himself away. Her lips were still wet, her jaw pleasantly sore, her mouth tingling with a heady mix of exertion and satisfaction.She waited, breathless, a warm buzz thrumming low in her belly. Eyes lowered. A beat passed. Then another.Cade didn’t groan. Didn’t tense. Didn’t spill into her mouth.Instead, he reached down and brushed a thumb along the corner of her lips. The touch was warm. Gentle.“That was very good," he murmured. "Almost too good, Lili."She blinked up at him, heart hammering.But he was already zipping his pants, smoothing his shirt, offering her nothing else. No finish. No reward. Just that low, satisfied voice.“You didn’t...” she began softly, unsure if she was allowed to ask.Cade gave her a small smile. Not mocking... kind. Dangerous in its calm.“No,” he said. “You’ll earn that another day.”The denial struck like a warm pulse of longing. Her throat tightened, but not with shame. Her thighs clenched, not from emptines
Breeding the Surrogate Learning Fast
Lili's breath hitched, her eyes flicking down.Beckett’s cock was thick and flushed, the tip already glistening. Her mouth went dry. She hadn’t seen many but she was certain: he was big. Long, heavy, with veins ridging the shaft and a weight that made her stomach clench with nerves. Raw, physical attraction rolled through her, chased by something sharper: intimidation. Wanting it and fearing it all at once.He watched her face as she stared. No teasing, no arrogance. Just quiet dominance.“Start slow,” Cade said from somewhere behind her. “Lick the tip. Use your tongue first. No hands.”Her pulse thundered. She leaned in slowly, heart hammering, and parted her lips. Her tongue moved, hesitant, tracing the sensitive head. She heard Beckett’s sharp inhale above her.“Good,” Cade murmured. “Now again.”She obeyed. Another slow lick. Then she wrapped her lips around the crown and gently sucked.Beckett’s hand moved to the back of her head, firm but not pushing.“Deeper,” he said quietly
Breeding the Surrogate Tasting Power
Lili held her breath.Beckett’s hands moved with slow certainty, and her nerves lit up like fire under his touch. Her thighs ached from restraint, her core soaked, but she stayed still.Just like he asked.His fingers swept higher, thumbs grazing along the curve of her hips, dangerously close to the waistband of her thong. The heat of his palms through the sheer fabric of her stockings was maddening, firm enough to claim, gentle enough to tease.Her knees trembled again, but she didn’t move. Couldn’t. Every instinct in her body screamed to arch into him, to beg for more, to surrender to the tension simmering just beneath her skin. But the command echoed louder than her desperation.'Still.'She clung to it.Behind her, Cade had risen from his desk. She could feel him again, closer now, like a wolf drawn by scent and sound. His heat radiated across her back, but he didn’t speak. Didn’t touch.Beckett did.One hand dipped, trailing across the hem of her skirt, pushing it higher and high
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