Just Breed Me Novels & Stories

He held me pinned there, still pressed against the wall, grinding deep as rope after thick rope filled me until my belly swelled noticeably. After the knot went down, he carried me to the breeding bench, strapped my wrists and ankles down tight, and continued using me for hours. He alternated between his massive cock and larger toys, pounding me mercilessly while making me repeat the same words until my voice was raw and broken. “I belong to Aiden Kane.” Thrust. “No one else can have me.” Thrust. “I exist to be bred by him. Only him.”

Nina's POV I'm in love with my step-brother. Yeah.. Talon Creed. My father's son, which the same blood flow through us. I know this might sound crazy and you can judge me all you want but I don't fucking care. I have lost every iota of shame I might have. I am sexually, erotically and lustfully insane, and it's him—Talon—that is driving me crazy. Yeah… maybe not exactly in love with him, I'm obsessed with him. His beautiful features. His captivating and powerful scent.

They lack the necessary medical resources and that’s why an epidemic can easily wipe them out. “My lady, where are we going?” Mei asked. I decided to leave the mansion in search of the necessary ingredients I need to make medicine. It was a good thing that this Empire specializes in trading herbs and different types of flowers. Most of the resources they trade are of high quality. I’ll be able to make effective medicine using these. It was almost noon and Mei and I were walking around. I’ve successfully bought everything that I needed and we were just on our way back to the mansion when I heard shouting nearby. My curiosity got the best of me and I ran towards the commotion.

I can’t get enough of it, making me just want to tease her more. So I do. I can’t stop myself. The whole time we are at the store shopping for a new dog crate, I tease her like a little boy with a crush again. Hell, I am a boy with a crush. A huge crush. This time, she doesn’t seem to mind. She dishes it out as much as I give it to her, and the banter is the most thrilling thing I have ever felt with another person.

“Can’t we go inside and talk there?” “Don’t push it, just say what you want to say and get the hell off my pack lands.” He was a stubborn little prick. “We are looking for a woman, a breeder.” I started. “Since when can our kind have kids?” living in the damned mountain meant he didn’t know most of the things that are happening out there. “They still can’t but we have found one who can fall pregnant. Her eggs if put in another by means of IVF do produce kids. She is the only one who can do that. she already gave birth to three kids by herself and ten through IVF using her eggs.”

This wasn't going to be gentle. This was going to be consuming.

“I don't have any more wolfsbane right now, and honestly, buying it from the black market has become difficult. Father has placed a ban on it and is arresting all the sellers, so I can't get any more.” “And besides...” He straightened, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. “Poisoning him would be too boring.” He gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with resentment. “My brother is so arrogant and annoying that I think death would be too merciful for him. To make things more interesting, I want him alive. I want him to watch me take everything away from him so he can feel ten times the pain I've felt since childhood while he took everything that ever belonged to me.” A small smile secre

At the baby who has my nose and Marcus's eyes and Jade's absolutely nothing. The comments keep coming. Someone asks if she did natural birth. Jade responds: "I used a surrogate for health reasons. Best decision ever. No stretch marks!" She's bragging about it. About using me. About avoiding the damage of pregnancy while getting the perfect baby. I scroll through her feed. More photos. Aria in different outfits. The nursery. Jade in designer clothes holding the baby like a handbag. One post from yesterday: "Mom life is exhausting but so worth it. Up all night but who needs sleep when you have this precious face to look at?"

"They say a girl who isn't loved has no home after marriage. Looks like we don't even have a home before we're married." I answered with a sigh of my own. "Haven't we learned that the hard way in our last life? There's no one we can rely on but ourselves." Outside, the wedding celebrations went on. No one cared how the two brides felt. Everyone was busy congratulating the Stark brothers, my parents, and Rachel's parents. What was there to celebrate? I thought miserably. Given a second chance at life, we weren't going to live it like we had before, submissive and defeated. I shook my head at the memory of last life's misery.

Just calm perfection that made my stomach twist. “I’m not your home,” I said. “You are,” she replied, stepping closer. “I was born from your memories. Every fear, every love, every secret. You made me.” “I didn’t make you,” I said. “They did.” She tilted her head slightly. “They only built the shell. You filled it.” The space around us started to shift. Fragments of my life appeared like shattered mirrors. My mother smiling in her hospital bed. My first day at the office. The rooftop with Alexander under the rain. All frozen moments, hanging in the air like ghosts.