Mating In Captivity Novels & Stories

I said suddenly, "what if... what if something happened to my mate? What if someone tried to hurt him?" He pulled back, studying my face with concern. "Why would you think such a thing?" "I don't know. Just a feeling." "Emilia." His voice was firm but loving. "The mate bond is sacred. Whoever the Moon Goddess chooses for you will be under her protection. And mine. And the entire pack's. No harm will come to him, I promise you that." If only it were that simple. After he left, I began to plan. Tonight was the ceremony where I would meet Lorenzo again. Tomorrow, if things followed the same pattern, Xavier would begin his campaign of subtle interference and manipulation.

An ovulating mate suffers about the hardest mating of anyone. Because of her body's natural instinct to procreate and mine to plant my seed in her she can find herself under me for days, even weeks until I get the job done. That means, prolonged hours every day of nonstop fucking that she'd have to take. Her tiny ass might not be able to handle me. Expecting a normal mating between us two was already pushing it, but this new development is cause for even more concern. I've never been able to fuck any one woman no matter the species for more than a couple of hours without causing pain or some kind of damage.

It is crazy to think that the people in charge are the ones most likely to be thrown into the spot light of an often sensitive topic. Apparently these couplings have been recorded going back thousands of years. This has been going on for so long that our genetic make up actual accommodates same sex couples to allow us to copulate with someone other then our mate only for the purposes of pregnancy without hurting our bond. In typical mated relationships cheating can actually hurt, or even sever, the bond, sometimes resulting in death of one or both mated wolves. It is considered the worst betrayal. With medical advances now copulating outside of the relationship is not the preferred way to ha

It was painless and easily manageable. I even discovered a way to dull my scent to avoid the attention of inmates males. But once a female meets her mate, it changes completely for her. Heat becomes the worst nightmare with unimaginable pain and desire for their mate. This acts as a way of forcing the couple to mate faster. If a male marks his mate as soon as they meet, the next gear is only filled with desire and no pain.

When she didn’t, he would bite her, where wolves would mark their female mates. It was not uncommon for species to mix, mate, and procreate, but forced mating was painful. Bellona would draw her knees to her chest, screaming in pain, and Gedeon would enter her. He would growl, holding his teeth into her neck to reinforce the mark, and thrust violently until he was done. This went on for many months, and Bellona became pregnant with “us”.

I had never experienced anything like it before. “It happens,” he said suddenly as if reading my mind. “After the marking, things can get a little… intense. It is hard for mates to be away from each other. Most times you’ll see newly mated couples locked in for weeks.” “Why can’t we be locked in for weeks?” “We will,” he assured me. “I just want us to do that in our own home. I don’t want any memories of her tainting what we have.”

I replied, "But the mark you gave me hurt, and I thought that was because you were breaking our bond." "No, no, no," he responded quickly. "That pain is from us being apart for too long. When a couple is newly mated and marked, the mark hurts when they are apart for any length of time. It takes a few months to settle down. It is nature's way of keeping mates together."

“Why would they need me? That’s what I don’t get.” “We can only breed with potential mates. They haven’t figured out that we only mate with one, maybe two, over our lifetime. Just because we can mate doesn’t mean we will. They’ve not figured out that we can have sex without actually mating. Mating doesn’t mean that we’ll have pups either.” “Wait. Let me get this straight. You guys have a hard time conceiving because you can only have sex with some. Women, of those few, women, you have a slight chance of finding a woman that you can actually impregnate.”

he continued, “we’ll begin by ensuring you can follow instructions to the letter. Simple, precise instructions. If you can do that, we proceed with insemination. Does that seem fair?” “Yes,” she said again, trying to ignore the way her breath quickened. “And if, at any point during the process, you can’t follow instructions—” his eyes locked on hers, unflinching “—the contract will be terminated. Also fair?” He leaned back slightly. She hesitated only a moment. “Yes. That seems fair.”

“What do you need me to do?” “I need you to trust me.” “I’m not normal.” “I’ve never said I wanted a normal, pet. We’re going to get through this.” He squeezed her hand in an attempt to reassure her. She let out a breath. “Okay, I’ll come with you.” Zion wished there was more enthusiasm in her voice, but he’d take what she gave him right now. Mating was different for everyone. There were couples who were able to fight the impulse to mate, but that was usually down to the fact one of them was already in a relationship with someone else.