Breeding My Daughter 소설 & 이야기

Chapter – 0004 Mat I hadn’t even considered it. Everything happened so fast, one minute I was fucking my wife, the next minute she was telling me that I needed to breed my stepdaughter. “Oh, that’s fine, baby. That’s great.” I said, looking down between us at her pretty little fingers wrapped around my cock. “Let me see.” “Okay, daddy.” she said, submissively spreading her legs as I dropped down to inspect her. “It’s gorgeous.” I said, pulling her lips apart and looking at her hymen. I hadn’t realized what a wonderful surprise she had in store, and I leaned in to kiss her down there knowing she was untouched.

she questioned or stated; I wasn’t sure, but she was still laughing. “Do you need to laugh?" I sighed, shaking my head. “It’s just… unexpected is all. I mean, not that you had sex. You’re old enough to have those urges. And well, animals don’t exactly hold bad. Your father certainly didn’t when we…" she shrugged. I rolled my eyes and ran a hand over my muzzle. “Mother. Can we not talk about you breeding with my father in some pasture." I shuddered. “Fine. I’m just surprised that a noble maiden of Athens, a girl that probably was being trained to be either the wife of a nobleman or to be temple maiden for Athena, would… well…" she trailed off.

She smiled, her brown eyes staring at me. “Well, my daughter is so strong, just like her mama,” she said, rubbing my cheeks. Tomorrow is my 13th birthday. I will be shifting to my wolf, and dad said I could finally start training. I had to beg him for weeks before he allowed me to do anything, and now I am not even learning combat yet; I am just doing some press-ups, running around the field, lifting tires, and jumping logs that keep moving. It was the hardest.

It was her father, who said aloud after knocking on her door. “Father, you know very well, I don’t want to be an Alpha’s breeder,” her tone was cold, while her expression was fierce. “Why would even a father, who said to love his daughter allow his precious daughter to be a breeding machine for these egotistic Alphas? If these Alphas could not find their mates yet, can they just wait until they found them? And these Alphas with infertile mates or Lunas, can they just find their mistresses and let them bear their heirs?” she asked further, with hatred bulging through her eyes.

he counted the traits off like he was listing features to a new car. My stomach turned and my wolf snarled. Tell him no. “A good breeding machine?” I repeated, staring at him. “She’s a person, Dad, not a damn broodmare.” He didn’t flinch. “She’s also the daughter of a powerful Alpha so this alliance is going to strengthen us.”

I will make those men pay for what they did to my little mouse. But right now I needed this. And I knew she needed this too after what she had to relive by telling me what had happened to her. Her father should be whipped and castrated before burned alive for what he had allowed to happen to his own daughter. I would die a hundred deaths before I would let any harm come to my daughter. The thought made me pause for a moment as I wondered what my daughter would look like. Will she have my eyes or Mila’s hazel ones? Or maybe she’ll have my golden hair with her mother’s innocent face and kind heart and the fierceness that comes naturally to her. Or maybe we will have a son with her dark hair, m

Conceive… pregnant… child… All the words that were so foreign to me were now repeatedly reminding me what being a breeder meant. No wonder they were willing to pay that much money—no wonder they chose me. The child destined to be the next Alpha of the Drogomor pack needed to have the most powerful combination of bloodlines—ideally Alpha blood from both of his parents. But a breeder was just a tool—used once, and then thrown away. No Alphas would allow their beloved daughter to be treated that way... except my own father. "Vicky, that's enough!" Talon's sudden low, rebuke brought me back to my senses.

Conceive… pregnant… child… All the words that were so foreign to me were now repeatedly reminding me what being a breeder meant. No wonder they were willing to pay that much money—no wonder they chose me. The child destined to be the child of Alpha of the Draco pack. He needed to have the most powerful combination of bloodlines—ideally Alpha blood from both of his parents. But a breeder was just a tool—used once, and then thrown away. No Alphas would allow their beloved daughter to be treated that way… except my own father. “Becca, that’s enough!” Logan’s sudden low, rebuke brought meback to my senses.

Circe whimpered. “Take me,” Alessia rasped, perspiration beading her temples. “You need a breeder, right? A virgin sacrifice? Take me then.” She couldn’t face her friend at that moment; she did not want her to see her moistening eyes. “I’m untouched and still young, eighteen. Have me instead. Just- leave her.”

“Victor brought his daughter this time.” “Shit, look at those tits. She’s gonna get wrecked.” Dad pushed me to the center platform under a bright spotlight. He shoved me down on my knees. “Gentlemen,” he announced loudly, “this is Elena, my twenty-one-year-old daughter. She’s home for the summer, fully trained, and on breeding protocol. No condoms, no pulling out. Use her hard tonight. Fill every hole. Break her. Auction for one private hour starts at midnight.”