Breeding Stories Novels & Stories

“I said that we should get more comfortable with each other before we try to see if we are in fact compatible. She seemed to know that we wanted to breed her, but she was shocked that there seemed to be a predetermined mate for her. And the fact that we would produce the child naturally and not through insemination.” “Yes, yes. Me told the human about the hope of breeding her with a Galdrian, but me did not get to the point of sir being her mate. Nor how the actual breeding would work. Me belive that this information could wait until she has grown more comfortable with the thought of breeding.” Skillys still seems a little irritated, but soon his face change to a smile. “Ah, human female nam

"Have you been listening at all?" "No." I said under my breath, toying with the silk of my emerald-green evening gown under the table. He hadn't heard me. "Your breeder. He has been chosen. Quite a process—" He rattled on and on about the significance and the history behind the event. A male breeder was unheard of, he said. So rare that no one alive today would have borne witness to such a notion. Breeders were always women. They almost always came from dire situations, regardless of their status within their packs. My mother had been a breeder and an Alpha's daughter. She shared her entire story with me when the details of my future were being pieced together.

He was a slice-their-throat-in-the-dark animal, and he fully admitted to it. For ten years he had connived to ensure that he and his people were part of the recognized Breed society. He was, after all, a man who liked to be on the winning side. Breed freedom was the winning side. But now, the stakes had been raised. Because of his mate. Hell, he’d never caught so much as a whiff of information about mating heat between Breeds and their lovers. Who could have imagined that the Breed genetics would turn against them in such a way and would torture their females as it did?

A spark of hope ignited within, and I knew nothing could go wrong with having him by my side, “Mate!” Kira giggled excitedly, and I felt everything plunge downward at the next word he uttered out of his lips, “You must be the breeder, destined to bear my child.” I shook my head, I have heard stories about one's mates and I have also had different ways I wanted my first time to be, “I am not a breeder; I am your mate!”I insisted, He chuckled, dismissing my protest. “A breeder you are and a breeder you shall be.”

Cassandra The mouthwatering aroma of roast chicken and garlic made me aware of how much I missed Agnes’ cooking. We were having dinner with them when Connor filled us in on the latest trouble heading our way. “Breeders?” I asked. What century were we in even? “That can’t be legal?” Joel explained, “In the past, some packs would force the young, unmated omegas to bear them pups. Especially when their numbers dwindled because of wars or other causes.”

A king with whom I'm falling in love with a little more every day. Halturian looks at me as he asks "You look worried, little human?" Shrugging my shoulders, I reply "I just don't know how I'm going to tell Sasha about the breeding program." Halturian smiles "If she's your best friend then she will support you whatever you decide." Halturian laughs as he looks at me. "I wouldn't worry about it too much. Megan, It looks as though Galen is going to keep your friend entertained." I laugh

He fucked her hard and deep, hand wrapped around her throat, whispering filthy breeding commands with every thrust. “This pussy belongs to Daddy. I’m going to fill you up every night until you’re carrying my child. You’re mine to breed, princess.” Monalisa came hard, her body shaking violently beneath him. Something strange flared inside her again, that same unexplained heat but she pushed the confusing feeling away. Damien roared and emptied himself deep inside her, flooding her womb with thick, hot cum. Afterward, as they lay tangled in the sheets, Damien stroked her hair almost tenderly.

I gave him a cheeky grin nodding my head and taking a bite of toast. “My father had fallen in love with his step-in mate, Marie before he met my mother,” he said, looking at his hands not looking up. “When he met my mother she was human until a rogue bit her and made her a newbreeder. He taught her about everything about this world. The mate bond was so strong he had to leave Marie to make a life with my mother. Then they had me but even though my mother loved him, she thought that my father wouldn’t love us as much as he did his other family. And it was true my father didn’t know who to love, so my mother decided for him. She told him to go raise his family and she would raise hers,” he sto

But we all have one position we do not want to obtain: the Breeder. Breeders are the she-wolves assigned to become the pup producers in the pack. Their job is to allow the mateless warriors of Pine Paw to breed them, with no say in who their partner is, during the current breeding period. Its intended purpose is to add more wolves to the pack population and bring about stronger wolves for the next generation. Many wolves believe it to be an honourable position a she-wolf can obtain, but we all know the truth. Once you become a Breeder, you are nothing more than a slave, a tool for men to use your body for their own pleasure while they rape you into producing the next lot of pups for the pack

He struggled to climb off the bed but I shook my head in refusal and he stayed back. His eyebrows shot up as he finally replied, “Doesn’t look like it. But it’s okay if you don’t want to tell me.” I should leave but I stayed, even found myself moving away from the door to listen to him. Aside from my best friend who has run away from me, no one has ever given me this much listening ear. It’s a foreign feeling. “I’m a breeder of the Hybrid. And…” My heartbeat skipped up a notch. I took his silence as a cue for me to continue. “I’m pregnant.”