Breeding My Daughter Novels & Stories

And because of my mother’s endless interferences, I now have to deal with a breeder. “Y-Your m-majesty,” she stutters. She’s trembling but she still manages to offer me a bow. Her legs wobble and she nearly loses her footing. So far, I’m not impressed with this Calla. I almost wish I could send her back home; to be done with her. But then, I think about having to put up with my mother’s antics, and just like that, I change my mind. Realistically speaking, having a breeder is the easier option. At least this way, I can have the heirs I do desperately need without committing emotionally.

“He wants her to breed within the royal bloodline.” My knees buckled. Dalton caught my arm just in time to steady me, but the weight of the revelation nearly crushed me. Tears stung my eyes. My baby girl, our Sara, who still clutched her toys at night and asked me to braid her hair being targeted like some breeding stock. I shook my head violently, refusing to let the tears fall. “No. No, this can’t be true. It can’t...”

Damn… so irritating. Before any of this, I've always been having the thought of getting myself a breeder to birth a child for me. Surprisingly, when I got to their pack, I stumbled upon that girl, and I just don't know why, but a sparkle of attraction towards her weighed on me. Right there and then, I made it within me that I'm having her as my breeder. But what's wrong with me now..? I shouldn't be thinking about her. She's just a tool for birthing my child and nothing else. Damn, am I getting crazy or what?

"I've been waiting for you. I saved it for you." "God," I moaned, and I leaned down and kissed her. Her arms wrapped around me, and she pulled me close. My daughter's mouth opened, and our tongues met. I thrust into her, and felt her pussy convulse around me as she came, moaning into my mouth. "Cum in my cunt, Daddy," she begged. "Fill me with your cum. Breed me. Knock me up." "Oh God," I groaned, and my body took over, pounding into my daughter's tight, wet cunt. My cock throbbed, and my daughter screamed with joy as my seed filled her.

Serra shrugged her shoulder. "God, you're really cunning! You know else I can do to you?" Instead of feeling scared because she knew my secret, my anger intensified. "No. You won't do that to me! I’m an Alpha's daughter-" Serra stopped at her track, shaking her head in fear. "Of course I can. I am an Alpha's daughter too, remember? Not Ameo's, but my father Pierce’s. Have you seen what happened to me? I became a breeder because your parents wanted it!!!"

She panted heavily as her own expression mirrored the anger on his face. "That's my daughter's life we're discussing here, not some rogue. I'm sure as hell you wouldn't wish that on your daughter. After all, she's your precious princess. And here you are, about giving mine out as a breeder. You're nothing but selfish and I regret even coming across you. You're the worst mistake I ever made!" mum cried out angrily.

A low growl threatened to come out of the back of my throat. It's frustrating to me that my dad thinks his only daughter is going to participate in some type of speed-dating-to-find-your-mate-athon. And what makes it worse, is that I don't really have a say in the matter. I never really have. A lot of she-wolf daughters train like me, we all go to school, we attend university, and we lead our lives within the pack. But something about my father's decision to try and auction me off was ... archaic, at best.

"Okay." She wasn't fine. She wouldn't be fine for a while. But she was upright, she was thinking, and she had a plan — or the beginning of one. That was enough to start with. She was going to tell Jax Wilder he was going to be a father. And then, whatever he said — she was going to be the best mother these pups had ever seen. --- She found him the next afternoon.

The way she phrased it made it sound like I could knock her up. My cock swells with the thought of her belly bulging with my child. I roar as my release shoots inside her, coating her cervix. I lean against her back as I come down from the high. My half-hard dick was still lodged deep inside my step daughter. My hand drifts to her stomach. “When you said… did you mean?” Her cheeks blush, and she nods. “Yeah, Daddy. I’m not on birth control.” My cock perks up, and I growl. “I’m gonna breed you every day. Even when you’re swollen with my child, I will stuff you full to make sure you never forget this pussy belongs to your daddy.”

My mother frowned, undisguised disappointment in her expression. "Honestly, your health is perfectly fine, so why can't you get pregnant? Are you even trying properly?" My father sighed as well. "Cassidy, stop being so stubborn. Take care of your health properly. The Lester family is still waiting for a grandson." Angela quickly stepped in to smooth things over and hooked her arm through mine. "Oh right, Cassidy, did you drink the herbal fertility medicine I gave you before? It's supposed to help a lot with conception." The moment she mentioned that prescription, irritation surged through me.