Mating In Captivity Novels & Stories

I thought both him and the other one had beards? I mulled over his words, how bizarre. “Hold up…” I said, then stopped myself and tried to think of how I wanted to phrase this. I couldn’t think of anything better than just blurting out my question so bluntness won out. “They were all … like with her at once to have that happen,” I asked, cocking my head to the side. He nodded. “Yes. It’s more common if the participants are mated that they would try and collectively share a birthing partner but neither the males nor our mother wanted to settle down and have one mate,” he said. It seemed as if he stopped himself but I let it go.

River moved in closer to help hold her up, she wasn’t going to last too long but I was already so close. With perfect timing we joined our rhythm and then moved inside her as one, and she let out a guttural moan from deep in her throat. There is an old tale that when fated mates of multiples mate, having two or more mates put their seed in her at once can guarantee multiple pups to grow. The thought of it increasing the odds we could have multiples was just so damn hot. “Ohh baby fuck yes,” Hunter moaned. “Ohhhhh ohhh yes,” Ellie moaned out, and that was all it took.

The way the bond had developed between them and what that had felt like in the early stages before they were fully mated, versus after. I listened. Something was tickling at the back of my mind while she talked, something I kept trying to grab onto. When she paused to take a sip of her tea, it clicked. "What do you know about mate couples and pups?" I asked. Everyone looked at me. "What about them?" Beanne said carefully. "There are rules around it, aren't there." I looked at Afnie. "Unmated couples, they can have pups whenever?" Afnie nodded slowly. "Any time, yes. There's no bond restriction."

Cupping her face, I said, “Don’t worry, you won’t get pregnant with my pups. There’s a process to follow through before that would happened.” “Process…? What process?” The frown on her face deepened. “The marking, the claiming…” I reminded her about the first thing mates were supposed to do once they’ve found one another. “Oh!” She nodded with a timid smile. Then, she gasped. “Why did you say it like that?” “Say what?” I cocked an eyebrow at her. “That there’s a process to follow through before that would happened. What will happen? Let me tell you I’m not going to let you -”

“I think you know why. There’s something about her that I can’t ignore. It’s not just anger. There’s more to it than that.” A few Species males had experienced overwhelming urges to mate with certain females, to keep them very close, make them theirs, but none of them had given in to those instincts. Not that they’d been given the chance while they’d been prisoners. They’d been kept separated except for those times that females had been brought to them for breeding.

They can express their happiness, anger, pain etc through the mind link. Mating :- Mating is the process in which the Mates completely gives themselves to each other. No barrier is left between the Mates once they complete the process of mating. Heat :- Heat is the process through which every female goes through. A strong sexual desire arises within them making them want to mate with their partner. Their Mate remains with them till the complete process of heat. Heat usually last for 3-5 days.

I asked, positioning my head a bit better to talk. “Usually when mates find each other, it’s only a matter of hours before they are marked and mated, a ‘heat’ happens if one or both of those things haven’t happened. It acts to force those actions between mates, completing the bonding process and making you more likely to get pregnant. It usually doesn’t happen so quickly but you do have three mates,” he smiled at me, “it could have been dangerous though for you, it’s your mates responsibility to be near you, if he’s not and your heat hits, you would have let anyone mark and mate you to subdue the heat,” he paused and pushed some of my hair behind my ear, “Wyatt and Xander didn’t want to forc

Males can’t help it, even if their femmes are capable, it’s that need to shelter their mate. The haze is mating season, and yes, it’s fast approaching, and can make the males a little crazy possessive, over sensitive, and willing to wrap their mates in wadding. It’s an inevitable part of our year, which thankfully is short lived, but sees every male and femme who’ve been turned go into horny overdrive. Most mated couples don’t leave the bedrooms for days on end. The unmated are fair game, and result in rushed unions after it’s over, many markings out of unwanted pupping’s have been borne in the past. It’s craziness. I’m not looking forward to it coming at all, seeing as this will be my first

“But anything for my girl.” I managed to smile even through the sexual tension as I climbed on top of him. I sat straddling his thighs as Clay clutched the desk above his head, from trying to reach for me. And then I used my own claws to slice through his pants and boxers to free his shaft from his restrains. I swallowed at the sight of him. He was big and I wanted him inside of me. It was a good thing that wolves had really low fertility rates and couldn’t get pregnant without their mates or we would be wasting a lot of time finding condoms.

Even as chosen mates, you could still recognize your fated mate when you met – although I’d heard a couple of people tell me it wasn’t as intense as it was described with fated mates. Not that I could judge – besides knowing that I’d already met my mate, I couldn’t even remember what it felt like… “Even with all of that there’s still no guarantee that it will increase the birthrate,” Rhea pointed out, surprising me. “That was the whole point of the Breeding Program, right? To produce more ranked wolves?”