Breeding Kink Definition Novels & Stories

"No one will know of your involvement. The Assembly will not betray you. Now, you can have visitors, but I insist you stay in bed while you receive them." She smiled at Trisha once more. "And might I suggest that any breeding activities be limited in scope. It would be a shame to wear yourself out too quickly." Breeding? Trisha fought the blush that threatened to overtake her entire body. Vanku tilted her head to the side. "Considering your now longer life, I would suggest you spread apart any young ones. None of your mates have features that will not fit with yours, but I can not say what a hybrid child will be like. This could be very interesting."

"Then they can't be good. They may even be part of the rumours I have heard going around my kingdom of a number of Alphas that have what most are calling a breeding program..." "What sort of breeding program?" "Well, the Alpha of the pack takes all females in his pack that are of breeding age and allows all his unmated males turns to mate with them. He then sells any offspring resulting from their encounters to anyone willing to pay for them. Some of the Alphas even go as far as training the offspring in slavery to receive more for them." "Why are they still allowed to do that?"

"I'm sorry I'm being a brat. Now that we are finally doing this, I'm going back and forth between being nervous and scared. Even though I shouldn't be either. I trust you with my body, Brandt. I know you're going to make me feel good." "No, Honey, you're not a brat. Brats enjoy tormenting their masters. Their masters, in turn, like to punish bratty behavior." "Are you saying that is a kink?" BDSM has so many facets. He nodded. "You are just a baby submissive with lots of questions. You'll settle into the roll. Just wait and see."

"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.

Only pack mates’ and fully mated couples can speak through the mind-link. What consists of the mating ritual is consensual love making and a mark from both individuals. A bite in the neck above the collarbone. Only practiced and fully mated supernaturals can see it. It’s basically a warning to leave that male or female alone. It is almost like a wedding band but stronger and not reversible.

I searched for old scrolls, tomes on ancient Lycan rites, and forgotten legends. Eventually, I found one. A leather-bound book, its spine cracked with age, ink faded. I opened it and skimmed, page after page, until one paragraph stole the breath from my lungs. > In ancient times, Lycans who did not possess a true mate would seek out a woman of pure soul and mark her, not out of love, but for strength. Her body, enhanced by the mark, would better endure the weight of birthing a powerful bloodline. My fingers trembled. That’s what they call the Breeder. I kept reading, eyes burning with unshed tears. The scrolls included drawings, illustrations of glowing marks. One of them looked just like mi

Whimpers and snarls filled the air as Conway's pale naked and well-toned ass pumped high and drilled Porter low as the younger Gamma was held in place by the strong Alpha. There had only been the intent to breed on Conway's lust-warped mind and Porter had little to no choice but to be bred at that moment as the heat and Conway's massive cock began to get the better of him. While Conway had wanted Porter for quite some time, he had not been the one calling the shots so to speak as The Knotting Tree had compelled them into a lustful haze.

“Do you ever hear about knotting?” With a frown on my face, I look at the two of them. “I am sorry… But, knotting? What is that?” “Err… knotting happens when the Alpha performs the s*xual relationship with their mate, and in the… Ummm, the last minute of the orgasm, the Alpha will perform knotting to the mate. To increase the chance for the mate to be pregnant.” Acacia would probably be more nervous than me when she explained what knotting is.

The dilemma became how to introduce a strong male gene strain into the A****n breeding population. What this meant for the now useless breeding males was yet another horror to contemplate. My future involved walking the nearly impossible line between the 'masculine' traits they were looking for without the aggression the A****n's responded negatively to. I knew I was too aggressive and my survival was mainly through the efforts of Katrina.

She knitted her eyebrows together. “What do you mean knot? What is that?” Damn these girls knew nothing about Alphas. “As the Alpha King, the only way for him to have a baby is to knot. Pretty much his member swells and barbs into her. It extends up into the cervix to ensure that an egg is fertilized. Other than that he shoots blanks.” She laughed nervously. “It’s not that way for everyone else is it?” I laughed.