Breeding Novels & Stories

Regulator Monroe boomed through the microphone. “Congratulations, Breeders, you are free of mutations. The Moon Goddess has blessed you all, and you’re highly favored. We will proceed to the Mating Selection. You will line up according to your Breeding Group, and the male wolves will select their desired mates. If tow men select the same breeder, then the higher ranking male will have claim to the Breeder. If two males are of the same class, then they have the option to duel for their mate. The winner of the duel will take ownership of the Breeder. Breeders, you will remain silent during the selection. Your fate is not in your hands. Please exit to the left,”

I took another puff at my cigarette. “Okay...this is going to be difficult to spill but it’s pretty simple. You just have to be reasonable with them. You don’t even have to be particularly overly nice or cuddle them up, but be reasonable. I mean act like you know they are also people like you with equal emotions. If that’s too much for you to do then I think you shouldn’t be worried about having an official breeder and just stick to concubines who wouldn’t mind the disrespect because they are not after your heart. Your breeder on the other hand is and cares for you in a way you don’t understand.”

“Breeding? Like…stock? Cows and horses?” “Yes,” Hank murmurs, his eyes going far-off again. “The Community obviously doesn’t get new kids by a result of love matches, but instead likely through very careful planned pairings. It’s a eugenic practice and completely objectionable but…” he sighs, looking back at Ella and Sinclair, “the Community is not going to be happy about losing its prime specimen. They won’t let him go easily, whenever it is that they figure out he’s defected.”

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.”

"Ezra..." In the dream, I pushed in, thrusting deep and filled him. Bred him. Pumped my seed inside until it dripped out. Marked him. Owned him. His body shook under me. Hands clawing the sheets. But he pushed back—fuck, he pushed back wanting more. I wanted to break him. In the dream. In real life. Bend him until he knelt. Breed him until he worshipped and called me god. I stroked harder, my fist tight and balls drawing up. I imagined pinning him down, spreading his legs wide and fucking him raw. Until he bled. Until he cried. Until he begged for my cum. "Breed me," he'd say. "Make me yours."

He had always played around during serious moments, and one would think he's unworthy, but he's like a lion waiting for the perfect moment to pounce on its prey. “This isn't worth it, neither of you will win if you keep acting like children. The one who can secure the breeder first wins, and we both know who that is.” My body froze at the word “breeder.” The term hung in the air like a cold, cruel joke. It made my skin crawl. Aidan, Bryan, and Callum were not just fighting over the throne. They were being forced into a competition, a twisted game where the winner—whoever managed to impregnate the chosen breeder first—would gain more rights to rule. The mere thought of it made my stomach twis

"The day Lord Xandros gets married to Lady Maren, your real duty starts. Lady Maren can't give birth, but there have to be someone to take over the throne. That's why you'll breed for him." "Are you- Are you fvcking kidding me?"

She told him how he came to be but she also told him Breed was her finest legacy, to the tribe and to the world. She told him Jared knew about him but that he wouldn’t claim him… ever. He had a wife back home and he also had a half-brother. Breed hadn’t cared one way or the other until the day Jared returned. He said he wanted to see his bastard son. Breed had only been fourteen at the time but he’d actually been full grown at six foot five. He hadn’t filled out yet and Jared had sneered at him calling him a freak. Then Jared raised his hand to strike his mother, Breed had grabbed his hand and held it in place. Jared tried to break his hold but Breed wouldn’t allow it. He’d be damned if Jare

"We're inducing an artificial rut cycle, hormonally forcing your body into a state where mating becomes a biological imperative. Quite effective if you ask me." Horror cut through the pain. "No." "Yes. Once the drugs reach full saturation, you'll be introduced to three females we've selected from compatible bloodlines. Your body will do the rest. Any offspring will be studied, cataloged, and potentially incorporated into future breeding programs." He tilted his head, studying me like a specimen. "You're animals to us, Mr. Hayes. Valuable animals with interesting genetics, but animals nonetheless." Rage flooded my system, momentarily stronger than the drugs. I

She tried to pull back, but my beast was screaming for more. I moved, pinning her beneath me, my body heavy and demanding. ​"Please don't..." she whimpered, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. ​"Why not?" I growled, kissing her cheek, her neck, marking her as mine. "You aren't just a prisoner. You're my breeder, remember? That’s why you’re here." ​I felt my cock growing harder, the heat between us becoming unbearable and She gasped as she felt the weight of my cock pressing against her thigh.