Breeding Kink Memes Novels & Stories

I wasn’t pissed, I was into it. And NO for you sickos with twincest fetishes. Even if either of us were bi, we wouldn’t be bi together. There are lines, and while I would never kink shame, don’t project your kink on me or my brother. I’m into it because it’s Zoe, and she’s fucking sex even if she’s making out with my brother. “Oh shit!” Henrik exclaimed.

He placed butterfly kisses on her chest. "K-Knot?" It was the first time Evelyn heard about this. Nobody told her… "Alphas knot their mate after marking them to-to make their mates pregnant. It's to keep their seeds inside… It's a natural thing we can't control… It will go after a few minutes, " Keiran was slightly embarrassed as he explained it. "K-Kiss me then be-because it hurts… distract me from the pain, " The omega breathed out with her face flushed red. She gathered the courage to look at her mate's cloudy eyes and Keiran didn't waste a second to slam his lips into hers.

Alpha Horres would kill both me and my mate if he ever discovered him. This couldn’t get any worse than it already did. I guess I wasn’t destined to get the full strength of my wolf then. Sigh! How else could I explain a situation where my wolf required our mate to strengthen her when I was already another man’s property? I wouldn’t even dare to go out there looking for any so-called mate. “What the heck do you mean by being a breeder? Do you know who you are? Empires would kill to have you, yet you have been reduced to a lowly breeder? What a joke! Who would even dare to make you a breeder?”

Damn him! A breeder. Not a wife. Not a mate. I was going to be a breeder. “You mean, the King will use my body, make me give birth to a pup and then what? He will take the child from me and I’ll never hear again about the baby?” I asked and O’Horan said nothing, he remained unmoved, his hands behind his back. “You’ll toss me into the dungeons? Or put me to work at the mines? I don’t want to be a breeder! And if I ever get to have a child, I will not be parted from it!”

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

The mix of our arousal impregnates the air around us. Impregnate. He has a breeding kink; he’s fetish is to cum inside me and watch his seed run down my legs. He hasn’t use a condom with me, is not like we are going to catch a disease or get pregnant, so bareback it is. It felt oddly good, yet something within me tells me this is all wrong.

She could only think it over and over. "I'm being bred..." - the man behind slammed into her roughly, a heavy hand seizing her shoulder as he sunk every inch of himself into her depths. She moaned loudly and thrust back. "I'm being bred..." - the man below, his c*ck slick with her juices, thrusted incessantly across her trimmed mound and up to her navel, his c*ck and balls rubbing along her cl*t with every stroke. Kiana humped down against him eagerly. "I'm being bred." - James slid his c*ck deep into her mouth, his manhood pulsing hard as he pumped his fertile precum down Kiana's throat. All her moans were muffled by his thick virile meat.

My heart hadn’t stopped racing at the thought, and I needed to talk to someone about it. Someone needed toconvinceme that the thought was crazy, right? A breeding kink and pregnancy werenotthe same thing. “Come on, Elise,” I whispered into my phone, looking back at my closed bedroom door to make sure nobody walked in on me. “Answer the goddamn phone. I need reassurance, and these guys are not helping!” The line rang and rang and rang, and then,finally,Elise answered the phone, the background noise loud on the other side.

Tessa and Kellan had also cum and lay breathless on their bed. Kellan got up and closed the door, latching it. "That’ll keep the breeders out," he said. "What are breeders?" Tessa asked. "Some black men love two things: virgin white pussy and impregnating white girls," Kellan explained. "They come during lockdown hoping to find fertile girls. If they can’t, they fuck everything they can. That’s why we sent them away." "What about 'share and share alike'?" Tessa asked. "Hey," Kellan said. "We shared. That counts. Fuck those other guys. Besides, we got the two prettiest girls and fucked you out of your virginity. Fuck those guys!"

She was a rather comely free breeder to whom he was instantly attracted - a weakness he couldn't seem to purge. Yes, the union between the Alpha Clone Marcius-Six and Legion General Angela Malta had legitimized such relationships, for liberals in any case, but not for Six, who came from a more traditional background in which unmediated breeding was subject to a range of sanctions that included expulsion, condemnation, and shunning. All of which should have reduced his ardor, but seemed only to fuel it, adding to the politician's misery. The clone froze the video on a tight shot of Sophie's face, studied the symmetry of her features, and felt the first signs of arousal. The voice was both har