Breeding Kink Novels & Stories

Dilo growled, her usual scowl turned to be more thoughtful, “Isn’t that the progeny from a dragon taking a mate of another kind other than their own?” “It is indeed,” Kiri smiled, a little impressed she knew, “They take the main form of whatever non-dragon race the parent is, with a skill of their parent dragon. They became rare as dragons started to lose interest in the other races, and once the dragonkin mated again, some offspring did not even look dragon-touched, but some took on the form of drakken.”

"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."

Suddenly, I noticed the change in Keiran’s expression, and he took a step closer to me. Keiran's eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on my neck. "What's that?" he growled. I followed his gaze, my heart sinking as I realized what he was looking at. The mating mark on my neck, the one I had tried to keep hidden. "Nothing," I lied, trying to brush it off. “Why are you so worked up? We have better things to do with time you know?” But Keiran was having none of it. He came closer, his eyes blazing with anger. "Don't lie to me, Kaida. I know what that is. You have a mate. Right?”

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.

It finally dawned on me why I was chosen to be the breeder for the Alpha. As a rare hybrid, born to a witch mother and a werewolf father, I possessed untapped powers. My unique heritage made me an attractive choice for the Alpha's breeder, as my child would inherit extraordinary abilities. By producing an heir, I would ensure the Alpha's legacy surpassed his own strength, creating a potentially unstoppable successor. The Alpha sought me for my hybrid bloodline, hoping to create an heir with unmatched powers. My witch and werewolf heritage guaranteed exceptional abilities, making my child a valuable asset to solidify his pack's dominance.

I cried out, my claws digging deeper into his broad, blood-streaked chest, my heavy breasts bouncing wildly as I rode the knot with shallow, desperate movements. “Fuck… yes,” Damien snarled, his golden eyes glowing with feral triumph. His large hands gripped my ass hard enough to bruise me, guiding me to grind down on his locked cock. “That’s it, little wolf. Milk my knot. Take every drop of my cum like the perfect breeding bitch you were made to be.” His filthy breeding talk sent fresh spasms through my core. Hot, thick ropes of his cum continued to pump into me, the knot ensuring nothing escaped. I could feel my belly slightly swelling from the sheer volume, the primal sensation making my

Kit squealed, dropping his sour personality and turning into a sweet omega at the sight of Alpha Cage. Alpha Cage brushed Kit aside as his eyes remained on Ezra, marching towards him and the Alpha. “Alpha Cage” The Alpha bowed, straightening under the gaze of his prime Alpha. “What the fuck is happening here?” “This Beta….he made use of illegal drugs to smell like an Omega and seduce an Alpha” Alpha Cage's gaze landed on a trembling Ezra, eyes wide and full of fear. He turned so only Ezra could see his face and he smiled, inching closer until they were almost pressed together.

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…

Appraising me. I wanted to spit and curse at them. I wanted to tell them that I'd never belong to any of them. But the words were caught in my throat, frozen by fear. I couldn't utter a sound. "I'm sure that with the right motivation, she'll be tame enough. Just show her the stick and she'll quiet down like a good little dog. She'll make a fine breeder—she has the hips for it. Well, shall we begin?" Breeder. After hearing that word, my whole world fell silent.

My fingers churn inside her, relentless, while my face buries in her full breasts, nose sinking into her cleavage, inhaling her scent—sweet, intoxicating, but tainted by a faint, infuriating trace of another Alpha. The dress ripped open. Her tits spilled into my waiting mouth, pink peaks hardening against my tongue. I sucked hard enough to bruise, fingers curling inside her— "Kieran!" Her claws shredded my shirt, her cunt pulsing around my knuckles. "More," my wolf demanded. "Mark her. Breed her." I nearly did. My cock sprang free, angry and purple, smearing pre-come across her trembling thighs. Her hips jerked forward, that greedy little hole fluttering—