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"I need your cock Alpha." He growled low. "Good. Now say you want my knot." "I want your knot," I whispered. He rubbed my clit slowly. "Louder. Beg me." "Please give me your knot Alpha," I said louder. He pushed two fingers in my pussy. "Tell me you need me to lock inside you." "Please lock inside me," I moaned. He fingered a slow curling. "Say you want me to breed you deep with my knot." "I want you to breed me deep with your knot," I said.

Her lips moved lower and lower until they wrapped around a nipple. I growled. “I want you to do something for me,” Sin whispered, looking up at me. “I want you to breed me.” My grip on her tightened. “Do you know what that means?” She nodded and then shook her head. “Breed you…” I slipped my hands under her shirt. “It means fucking you and knotting you until my seed takes inside your womb.” “Okay. I want you to breed me.” She lowered her head again and licked around my nipple.”Breed me alpha.”

“Oh no baby, it’s too late for talking now, Now I’m going to show you that you belong to me. I am going to breed you until you are dripping with my cum, You are going to know who you belong to, who I belong to. You are going to become pregnant with my pup. You are going to be dripping with me. Every wolf already knows you belong to me from that mark on your neck, but apparently, I need to make sure that you know it too.” “Asher, I know!” I say, rubbing my thighs together at the thought of him breeding me. I had never thought I would have that kink, never one to yuck someone else’s yum but apparently my wolf was all for him breeding me. “My dirty girl likes the idea, don’t she.” He steps forw

The only noise that could be heard was the soft caw of birds and the chirping of crickets. The breeding house stood tall amid the rows of bungalows considered the breeding inns. The further they approached, Draken and Agolf saw Merisbeth males in their full shift with their wings jutting out and their skin scaly, standing in a queue, waiting to get a breeding card. Already, he could hear the spanking of skin-to-skin accompanied by the moans of the breeder as their clients took them into the rooms of the inn. Silently ignoring that, they reached the breeding house. Agolf walked forward and held the door open for Draken.

The angle let him grind against that perfect spot inside her, making stars burst behind her eyes. The full moon amplified everything from the slick slide of his cock, to the way her pussy fluttered and gushed around him, and the growing pressure of his knot. Melvin’s healer instincts screamed to pull back, but her body betrayed her, hips lifting to meet every brutal thrust. She was soaking him, marking him with her scent just as much as he was claiming her. “You’re going to take my knot tonight,” Kelvin promised, voice rough with rut. His free hand slid between them, thumb circling her swollen clit with merciless precision. “Gonna fill this forbidden pussy until you’re dripping with me. Bre

I found it fascinating, the lengths that these men and women were willing to go in order to satiate their desires. I mostly searched through the websites Phillip frequented, and it seemed to be a very submission based kink, where the women were encouraged to explore the depths of their sexuality in very extreme ways. Things like hypnosis and blowjob training, almost like they were trying to empty their minds into vapid nothingness, creating a void that could only be filled with pure carnal lust and hedonism.

Squeezing and pulling on his nipples, he tried to meet my fucks even as I held him pinned down. “A were’s knot is big. Don’t fight it, or it’ll hurt.” He nodded eagerly, no fear in his eyes anymore. I sped up my thrusts, and he came again, his hole gushing juices. I shoved my cock in as deep as it would go. He gasped but didn’t flinch. I thrust again, sheathing myself in him so deeply I felt his womb as I squashed it with my cockhead. Later in his heat, we could bite and breed him. He wasn’t ready yet. If I tried to breed him now, I’d hurt him. But in a couple of days…

How those fears had shaped every relationship, culminating in the total power exchange he had demanded from me. “I collared you because it made you mine in a way no one could take away,” he admitted, eyes downcast. “The breeding kink wasn’t just desire. It was primal. A way to claim you completely, to create something permanent between us. I didn’t see how it was erasing you until your body started breaking.”

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains breeding/impregnation fantasies, virginity loss, dominance/submission dynamics, and werewolf erotica themes. Reader discretion advised—triggers for power imbalance, heat cycles, and intense first-time experiences. CHAPTER ONE Wren was shaking. When she realized that she was only a few months away from twenty and still very much an innocent, she had made the executive decision to sign up for the breeding rooms. Okay, so it wasn't the best thing she could do with herself, but it felt like every single one of her friends were meeting wolves and pairing up; the mating ceremonies were coming faster and faster lately, and here she was still a virgin.

all the sex I wanted with her till I got tired but there was just something different about this woman that leaves a question hanging off the back of my head. Her elfin face has a pointed chin that has a dimple on it, and her heart-shaped lips resemble a rosebud in the winter. Her eyes are slow and deep, set back in her slim face. Her eyelashes are thick and long and as raven black as the curly black hair on her head. Her skin is pale but whiter on the face as she has to make up on, her lips bearing a dark brown color on them. She looked beautiful, her smell intoxicating. Every woman knew me to be ruthless and I was never merciful in bed with them. I liked to have sex with the