Mating In Captivity Novels & Stories

I said, rolling my eyes. "I am not wearing any?" She said seductively, using her body like only her knew how. It was like the argument never happened, and damn me for wanting to bend her on the table and fuck the frustration out. It was our dat to start the mating, and truthfully there was no rules against doing it anywhere, and I knew I was going to feel fucken weird fucking Rebecca in the mansion, when I know Euphoria was just ten feet away. I guess it is time to change the game plan, and start the mating season.

"Hours you would love for me to recount to you." John accepted the statement with a nod, "I would love that. I think we should make use of this time to clean up however as we will likely be pressed into more service today. Registration may have issues for some Zen. What will happen if an actual mating unit tries to register as 'married'?" Humans only allowed two participants in a marriage union; Zen mating units were typically made up of one female with three to five male partners to increase their chances of conception.

dropping my gaze down to my steel-tipped boots which glimmered against the warm yellow bathroom light, I added, "There's something else." "What do you mean there's something else?" Fear drenched her tone. Was she scared of being mated to me? Drawing in a large breath which inflated my chest, I admitted, "You have to let Orion touch you." "What?" The squeak in her voice forced my gaze to collide with her wide-eyed appalled disposition. "On the cliff, you weren't feeling the things you were only for me. Don't bother lying about it. You have to let him touch you—" "I can't be mated to two men. That's impossible. A fated mate bond only bonds two souls together."

If they planned on making love to her together or one at a time. Her eyes widened at the last thought. Exactly how would a dual mating work? Did they plan on swapping her back and forth, maybe designating days to have sex with her? Or would they pleasure her together-twice the cock, tongue and fingers. Somehow she got the impression they did everything as a pair. Oh my. "Mating is not a prison. Think of it as expanding your horizons." He stopped speaking and sniffed the air. She could almost see his body tense up as he growled low, "What's got you blushing and smelling delicious?"

Hakeem’s leave was extended because of our mating. When two wolves are mated, they go through a mating frenzy—which is why we haven’t been able to keep our hands off each other for the past few weeks. It happens once two wolves mark each other, and its purpose is to get the she-wolf pregnant. That wasn’t an issue for Hakeem and me, obviously, but it was interesting that even as a same-sex couple, we still went through the frenzy.

I lined his cock up with my entrance and sat on it, making him fill me up entirely. Stephen and Steven had explained that for us to become fully mated, I would have to have sex with them both simultaneously, and then they marked me at the same time as I reached my climax. Then I would do then I would mark both of them one after the other. I leaned into Steven and waited for Stephen to enter me as well. I was surprised when he was able to enter me as well. Stephen began to move in and out of me while I moved on top of Steven, meeting Stephen's thrusts. Steven's hands were on my breast as I moved on top of him. I couldn't help the moans coming out of my mouth, feeling both of them inside of me

"Yes. One of the more significantly weighted values is the length of time unable to conceive on our own." Gwen flinched. I tried to understand, but one thing didn't make sense. "How many mated pairs are there that struggle with conception?" There was sadness in his eyes. "More than you would think." "Okay. But why not limit the ceremony to just those mated pairs? If a mated pair has been able to conceive or there hasn't been enough time to suggest they would have trouble conceiving in the future, why potentially give them a spot over a pair that can't conceive?"

“As many as they like, I suppose? But like many human families, two or three.” “But—” I frown as I recall what Stefan said. If the mates crave each other when the female is fertile, and they don’t use protection, doesn’t that mean there’s bound to be quite large families? Speaking of which, is the gestation period similar to that of humans? “He said they kind of have to… you know… have sex when the female is fertile, and they can’t use protection.” Hanna laughs and waves her hand. “He was teasing you.”

Mike asked expecting an obvious yes. ‘I never gave it a thought! We will be, right?’ Rose thought but she couldn’t stop imagining scenarios. ‘Elijah and I on the same bed.. under the same blanket ...no!’ She slapped the thought away which brought her back to reality. “Of course, mating is not allowed before marking. Don’t worry” Mary said like it's not a big deal. Her words were only making Mark and Rose even more confused. ‘Mating? Marking? What the hell?!’ similar thoughts were running through both of their minds.

That is not to say that we cannot also shape the world in our presence. I didn’t know how it was possible to have a headache when you weren’t even in your body, but I could feel one forming. “So I’m free to live how I’d like, but also you want me to change things?” I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as she smiled at me. “Sophie is going to need a female mate, is that possible?” Her laughter was musical, ‘Gender isn’t a requirement for mating, just procreation.’ That was certainly the way humans saw it. ‘Yes, two she-wolves can be mates. She will not be able to produce any offspring though.’