Lactation Kink Books Novels & Stories

My hands fisted in the sheets, my back lifting off the mattress as a moan tore from my lips. Her hand found my other breast, fingers rolling and tugging my nipple while her mouth worked the other one. Sucking. Licking. Biting down just enough to make me cry out. I could feel myself getting wet. Really wet. The slick heat of it pooling between my thighs was so intense it almost hurt. I shifted my hips restlessly, my body desperate for more contact, more pressure, more of anything.

“What about the herbal brew?” “I will draft a prescription for red-clover and dried nettle,” she replied, scratching a parchment with her quill. “Your mate will need to massage the breast tissue thoroughly every night to draw the heat forward. Allow the pup to latch constantly. Positivity and deep rest are mandatory, Lady Whitlock. If you are stressed by pack wars, your core will lock up and the milk will curdle.” I took the parchment with trembling, warm fingers and hurried out of the temple, my face burning like coal.

It felt better than anything that had ever touched me there. “Hmm… so good. Harder, please.” He flicked his tongue faster. One hand slipped between my legs under the water, finding my clit. He eased a finger inside, working me gently at first, then increasing the pace. He released my breast. “You like that?” His pheromones flooded the air—cedar and dark musk filling my senses. “Put your mouth back on me, Alpha, please. Suck these tits, they’re aching for you.” I begged, drunk on whatever he was doing to me.

His hands move from my thighs to my body, caressing everywhere. His broad, calloused palms scrape my tender skin, sending shivers of pleasure through me. "Mmm…" My body trembles, caught between discomfort and ecstasy, strange and overwhelming. His hands cover my breasts, fingers kneading, soft flesh spilling through his fingers, impossibly pliant. His thumbs and fingers pinch my nipples, making them perk up sharply. Kieran lowers his head, sucking one nipple, his tongue circling, teasing the sensitive tip. I whimper, pleasure forcing my back to arch, pushing my breasts toward him.

She could feel the magic spreading — into her breasts, down her spine, even into the sensitive skin behind her knees and along the back of her neck. By the time she turned the fourth page, every single letter in the entire library had become an erogenous zone. The simple act of remembering the title of any book on the shelves made her clit throb. Reciting the Dewey decimal system in her head made her nipples ache. The tentacles celebrated her total corruption.

"Watch me, Chris." His jaw locked. I could see the muscles in his neck straining as I reached for the front clasp of the red bra. I unhooked it slowly, letting the lace fall away to reveal my breasts. I began to massage them, my thumbs circling my nipples into hard peaks. "Daphne... f-fuck..." Chris groaned, covering his mouth with his hand. It looked physically painful for him to stay still. I ignored his plea, letting out a long, high-pitched moan as I arched my back. I spread my legs wide on the marble island, the red net leggings and matching panties leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination.

I scoop out a generous amount and slowly rub it over both my nipples and areolas while he watches, his eyes darkening with lust. “Preparing myself for you,” I whisper. “I want the milk to be extra sweet.” Knox groans in approval. I lower myself again, offering him the treated breast. He sucks deeply, drawing the cream-laced milk into his body with every pull. I straddle him fully and begin rocking my hips in languid rolls, savoring the fullness of him inside me. Milk flows freely, coating his tongue, spilling from the corners of his mouth, and trailing down his neck in creamy streams. The room fills with the sounds of his eager sucking and my soft gasps.

The last time she had received such a flood from Lafitte it had acted like a cleansing enema that washed all of her bowels free of unwanted deposits. Gloria was playing with Marcy's aroused nipples. She suckled them searching for a taste of the human woman's essence not for any desire of human milk. Before she was selected to be a member of Lafitte's band, Gloria had been a working girl in Mama Leone's house of pleasure in the Quarter. An unexpected pregnancy and an unfortunate loss of the baby at birth had left her with a pair of lactating nipples for more than a few months. The teenaged girl had quickly been drafted for those kinky patrons who had an interest in the pleasure of suckling a

I let go of one hip, grabbing for her left breast to drag her pebbled nipple to my mouth, and I suck it deep within. Rolling my tongue in a circular motion that has her mewling on top of me. "Oh, she likes that..." Khai's voice sounds around us, egging us on to continue on, and we do. She fucks me hard and fast whilst I stimulate her breast tasting that sticky substance that has started to leak from them. It is sweet like nectar and will soon nourish our child to grow. "Come with me, Theo?" Lilith's words sound out breathlessly. Her grip around my neck tightens as she grinds her clit against my pubic bone.

Before long I was deep throating him, I could feel the piercings rubbing on the roof of my mouth and tongue, and I could only imagine what it would feel like inside of me. ‎When he began to moan out loud, the good girl in me felt immense satisfaction. I have a praise kink, so I always did anything to get my partner to praise me and call me a good girl. ‎ ‎I always want to be daddy's good girl. ‎ ‎My hands did not stay still either; I took the time to stroke the taut muscles in his legs and squeeze his tight ass that I have stared at for so long, until now... Then I reached up to fondle his balls, touching lightly and working on them with my fingers as my mouth worked on his pierced c**k.