Breeding Kink Stories Novels & Stories

“Harder,” I moaned and breathed hard, my fingers locked in Jörgen’s hair as he drove into me against the cold stone wall of the old storage room. The air smelled of dust and his sweat. Every thrust scraped my back against the rough surface. I was soaked, shaking, trying to stay quiet while the rest of the pack house slept two corridors away. His mouth was at my neck, teeth grazing, one hand pinned my wrist above my head. I could feel how close he was; tight, controlled, the way he always got right before he finished. “Ughh, fuck! You’re mine,” he growled against my skin. “Say it!” “Yours.” The word came out broken. "I'm yours Jörgen." I meant it that night. I had meant it fo

He just… does it. The dots appeared instantly. Levi: That’s called breeding kink, babe. Wake up. Older men love to claim like that. He probably wants to see you knocked up. My stomach dropped. I stared at the words too long, chest rising and falling in shallow bursts. Breeding kink. The term made my thighs press together, heat flashing low, shamefully. Because if I was honest? A small, dark part of me had felt it. That thrill when he growled about me being his. That shiver when he told me he wanted me sore for days. That whisper of “mine” that made me melt even as it scared me.

I stepped in with a big crown sketched on my face, I also didn't miss the chance to bang the door close when I entered. “Here I am?” I cut the lady off before she could speak, not bothering to spare her a glance. The only person I'm focused on right now is Derek. “Melanie, this is Katherine, King Derek's current breeder.” Beta Edward began, pointing me out. Current breeder? Suddenly, all hope drowned inside my chest, a look of distress etched on my face. I have lost every chance I can ever get. Silly of me to think the moon goddess would shower a little mercy on a poor soul like me. But then…

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…

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

When in doubt, push the cum back inside. Truer words have never been spoken. I quickly grab a damp towel before I lie down between her legs, using my fingers to scrape up the cum that’s dripping from her. I gently push it all back inside her, using my fingers as a plug to keep my seed inside her. We may or may not have a breeding kink, my friend. Dude, all Alpha males, or male wolves in general, have a breeding kink when it comes to their mate. This is accurate.

I know there were other factors too. Like my…niche desires. Desires that Ellyn never seemed to want to reciprocate. Yeah, I know a breeding kink is a bit of a niche thing, especially for a man who doesn’t want children. But that’s why I got snipped to begin with. I knew in my twenties that I didn’t want to have kids, and I hate condoms. A little slice here, and a little slice there, and I could have all the cream pies I wanted and then some.

He bent her over the bed, lifted her nightgown, and fucked her raw from behind, filling her with another thick load while whispering, “Keep it inside you. Let it take root.” The breeding kink had started as dirty talk in the hotel, but it quickly became the center of their secret life. Richard became obsessed with it. Every chance he got over the following weeks, he made sure to fuck her during her most fertile days. He tracked her cycle with an app on his phone, texting her reminders: “Ovulating today. Come to me.”

I was barely getting used to the size of his cock and already he drilled me like a madman drilling a pussy. "Ahh...Daddy!" I clenched my fist around some grass to steady myself. "You better take this serious, Kaya!" He pulled away from my neck and licked the freshly wounded mark. He drilled his cock into my ass pussy with no restraint. The noises of our flesh smacking became louder and messier. His rod soaked in my slick, slid smoother and smoother into my asshole. The mushroom head impaling my stomach even further as he added more of his weight into it. I still remembered how he wanted to breed me ever since he heard me mentioning us having pups. I was starting to believe he had a kink for

I’d been warned to steer clear of his work space. But something gnawed at me. Curiosity. I slowly placed the bucket down, and walked carefully towards the desk. There was an open book resting on it. I squinted, trying to make out the faded words. “Mating with a human,” I whispered softly, my eyes scanning the pages. My brows furrowed. He was studying about this. What was between us. I picked the book, bringing it closer till I didn’t have to squint again. “Having a pup with a fated human mate would birth stronger offspring than pups from a chosen she-wolf mate.”