Breed Me Novels & Stories

She told him how he came to be but she also told him Breed was her finest legacy, to the tribe and to the world. She told him Jared knew about him but that he wouldn’t claim him… ever. He had a wife back home and he also had a half-brother. Breed hadn’t cared one way or the other until the day Jared returned. He said he wanted to see his bastard son. Breed had only been fourteen at the time but he’d actually been full grown at six foot five. He hadn’t filled out yet and Jared had sneered at him calling him a freak. Then Jared raised his hand to strike his mother, Breed had grabbed his hand and held it in place. Jared tried to break his hold but Breed wouldn’t allow it. He’d be damned if Jare

I step out of the cab after along session of pleading and Bargaining with Alpha Jake, For the sake of my dad, I have to become a breeder to Alpha Jake, some thing more like a surrogate, there is no contract binding me being a breeder but where can I even escape to with a ruthless Alpha like Jake, morever I have to stick to the plan so that my dad doesn’t rotten in jail at least becoming Alpha Jake’s breeder would lessen my dad’s jail term.

VINCENT The image was so depraved it should have killed my erection. Instead it made me fuck her harder. Made me grip her hips and slam her down onto me while I thrust up to meet her, driving deep, deeper than last night, deeper than I knew was possible. I wanted to breed her. The word sat in my brain like a living thing. Breed. Not make love to. Not get pregnant. Breed. Like she was something feral I was putting my mark on. Something I was claiming at the most biological level — filling her with myself, planting something inside her that would grow and announce to the world that she was mine in a way that could never be undone.

"You want me to give birth to children who I have wondered with during my time of pregnancy and then just hand them over like they're nothing? Like I'm nothing?" "You're not nothing. You are an omega. You're a breeder. That's exactly what breeders do," I say through gritted teeth. She is asking for too much. I think I need to let her know her place. If she eventually follows me back to my pack, I would make sure that she knows her place and never talk to me the way she has been talking to me recently "I'm not a breeder! You are the one forcing me to be a breeder! I am a princess for crying out loud! If my father was alive he would not let this happen@

A legendary wolf? How… How was that even possible? Still reeling in disbelief, my wolf suddenly surged with excitement, chanting one word over and over again— "MATE." "MATE." "MATE."

Does he feel the mate bond at all? "That is a contract to keep you quiet. As I said, this is a contract that would last for a very short time. You are my breeder and would act as my fiancée in public, but that is not the narrative we will sell to people. We will act like we are so much in love around people, even around the house. It is going to be scandalous, but publicity is what I want right now. Many people know about me and Bella, but when I suddenly get down with another woman, especially a lowly Omega like you, things will go wild."

And because of my mother’s endless interferences, I now have to deal with a breeder. “Y-Your m-majesty,” she stutters. She’s trembling but she still manages to offer me a bow. Her legs wobble and she nearly loses her footing. So far, I’m not impressed with this Calla. I almost wish I could send her back home; to be done with her. But then, I think about having to put up with my mother’s antics, and just like that, I change my mind. Realistically speaking, having a breeder is the easier option. At least this way, I can have the heirs I do desperately need without committing emotionally.

“Excuse me?” “Pardon me. I would have introduced myself but I feel that is not necessary. I am a virgin - and I am currently offering you one hundred dollars to take my virginity.”

he says, voice rough as gravel, “it won’t be an accident. It’ll be on purpose. And I need you to look at me and fucking tell me that’s what you want.” I look at him, and I realize what he’s asking of me. I don’t think about how insane it is, or the absurdity of the situation. Instead, I hold his gaze and bite my lip. “Breed me,” I say. “Put a baby in me right now. Give me what my husband can’t.”

Breed. It was a code as old as time. A natural process for Alphas whenever they copulated. The urge to fill up my partner with my pups till they were round and full, my perfect little breeder, was irresistible. I slapped Reed's ass, making him moan and tighten around me. My fingers digged into his hips, leaving crescent moons as I fucked him harder, my teeth closing around his neck, chewing on the delicate skin.