Novel & Cerita Breeding

Eline nodded, "Yes. Once you find your mate, your body starts ovulating. Sometimes, it doesn't start unless you go intimate with your mate, then it triggers it too. We can only carry our mate's child, but those monsters don't know that." "I'm glad they don't know it. Bástards." Ismena raged. Eline hesitated, "Well, there's an exception too. It's a rumor I heard but I don't know how true it is. I heard that relatives can also...well...breed us." "Really? Your relative? Like your sibling or something like that?" She shrieked, disbelievingly.

VINCENT The image was so depraved it should have killed my erection. Instead it made me fuck her harder. Made me grip her hips and slam her down onto me while I thrust up to meet her, driving deep, deeper than last night, deeper than I knew was possible. I wanted to breed her. The word sat in my brain like a living thing. Breed. Not make love to. Not get pregnant. Breed. Like she was something feral I was putting my mark on. Something I was claiming at the most biological level — filling her with myself, planting something inside her that would grow and announce to the world that she was mine in a way that could never be undone.

“You both want an heir. That requires regular intercourse, particularly during my fertile windows. Correct?” “Correct,” Thane says. “Yes,” Dareth adds. “And you’re both expecting exclusivity during this year? Or are you planning to maintain other sexual partners?” “Exclusive,” Thane says immediately. “That’s standard in breeding contracts.” “Same,” Dareth confirms. “I’m not interested in sharing you beyond this arrangement.” The possessiveness in his tone makes my stomach flip.

His life as a breeder had not been any better more injections and by extension, forced pregnancies resulted in more of his children being stolen from him and sold off into a life as miserable as his own. In the present, Owen attempted to keep himself from thinking of this even as he felt the all too familiar sensation of Conway's thick cock pulsing inside him and the warm splatter of his seed filling his barren womb, still scarred and carrying the damage of being bred so often and the side effects of the drugs that kept him in an unbalanced heat.

“She was the perfect choice. Young, healthy, and desperate. Once she gives birth, we take the child and get rid of her. She’s served her purpose as the breeding vessel.” Stanley’s deep voice replied calmly, “Exactly. I never wanted a wife. I only needed her womb. The sooner she delivers, the sooner we can end this nonsense.” Melinda’s hand flew to her mouth. The tea cup slipped from her fingers and crashed to the floor.

He remembered the look on his coworker’s face when he first mentioned it. “Cows.” Mike stared at him in confusion, slowly putting down the barbell he had been using in the company gym. “You’re going to spend that much money on cows.” “They’re not just cows,” Levi had tried to explain, picking up a set of weights for biceps curls. It always annoyed him just a little that he had to spend time in the gym to stay in shape since he had left the farm. He’d rather be doing good productive work for his muscles. “They’re high-end breeding stock. If we can start breeding champion bloodlines with AI straws, we can count on a 60% inseminati

His eyes darted over my face and lingered on my lips. “It’ll be so easy to push my cock into your pussy,” he growled as he slowly rolled his hips. “I’ll fill you up with my cum and watch my baby grow inside you.” He shuddered. “Please don’t tell me you have a breeding kink,” I whispered. “A what kink?” Ryder frowned. “A breeding kink. I read a book where the male lead was obsessed with getting the female lead pregnant. He switched out her birth-control pills with vitamin pills.”

She learned about animal husbandry, about breeding, about the delicate balance of a sustainable farm. Nadia helped, her medical training giving her a precision and attention to detail that translated perfectly to animal care. She monitored the animals' health, treated their injuries, assisted with births. She taught Clara about genetics, about disease prevention, about the importance of diversity. "We need to be careful," Nadia said one evening, as they watched the goats graze. "Inbreeding is a problem in small populations. We need to introduce new genetics, new bloodlines. Otherwise, we'll have weak animals, sick animals."

He came inside me again while I shook in his arms. Finally, we returned to the bed. He lay me on my back, pushed my legs up toward my shoulders, and fucked me in a deep mating press. This position let him hit even deeper, his cock brushing against my cervix with every thrust. “I’m gonna breed you properly tonight,” he panted, staring into my eyes. “I want you pregnant with my baby.” The breeding talk pushed me over the edge again. I came hard, screaming as my pussy milked his cock. Val groaned loudly and exploded inside me, pumping the biggest load yet deep into my womb. He kept thrusting slowly, making sure every drop stayed inside.

"No man can make a wolf." Halvard was quiet a long moment. When he spoke, his voice was slow and measured. "You know breeding. What a man breeds, he breeds for a purpose. For some trait or quality. If a farmer breeds chickens, he does not want birds with broken legs. If a huntsman breeds dogs, he does not want hounds who cannot chase." "No, he does not," I said. My eyes were still on the floor. I did not want to hear the rest and I could not stop him saying it.