Milked Males Novels & Stories

Rene – “I think I’m going to be looking into what is taught in the health classes. The females should be taught what kind of behaviour to expect of the males and vice versa.” Mona – “Do any of you have any more questions? It doesn’t matter how silly they sound.” Megan – “Is there any possible way that someone can mark someone else before their wolf has fully emerged?” Kelly – “No Honey they can’t. I have seen where, again, usually the males will get possessive of a certain female and will mark her with hickeys. It’s a semi-permanent way they can put a claim on someone. Your Father, was a very big fan of this. He wanted to make sure that everyone knew I was his.

I was a king for a lot of fucking reasons, and I could wear that because my huge dick and hard-to-cum ratio were one of those. Anything to clean up this mess?”I asked T Zed, who had passed me the, in the split of a second, I had seen the same glint in Zed's eyes, fucking hunger, and that of Amoeba roos, we needed; we were dominant males, jerking our, to give us temporary, but we needed hee.

Emma cried out in overwhelmed pleasure, body shaking as the men fucked her in perfect sync. “Listen to that,” Mark said, holding one of the bottles up to the light. It was already half full after just ten minutes. “Our pregnant cow is giving us gallons.” They rotated who drank directly and who let the pump work. When the bottles filled, they made her drink some of her own milk mixed with their cum warm, sweet, and filthy while they continued using her holes. The plug came out only to be replaced by one of their cocks. Her lower back tattoo gleamed under a fresh sheen of sweat and stray milk.

So, I’m a Luna-kissed too? I thought. It felt odd. I didn’t feel any different. But somehow it was different. Up until now, Luna-kissed was something about Soree, now Bear’s telling me it’s something about me too. “Were the males hunted too?” I heard Soree ask. That caught my attention. Zee was already at attention, taking it all in. “Oh, yes,” Maw said. “They tried to force breeding with high-ranking females, hoping to get Alphas or Lunas.”

“Do you mind if I look at the paperwork for these before I make the trek?” I opened my eyes very slightly to look at the three males. The minotaur was leaner than the one who bit me; he had a human face above a thick neck and horns sticking out of his temples. Geal and Vinko were both standing with their hands on their sword hilts. Vinko pulled out a paperwork pouch. “The two in the middle are sisters from the same dam and sire. The ones on the end are from the same sire but different dams. We are picking up a new breeding bull. If you want to wait here, we’ll travel back with you and make the introduction,” Vinko offered.

I just heard what he whispered to her, “If my family hadn’t betrayed me, you might have gotten her back barely alive, but then maybe not because after all, my unmated males had their chance to be with her, to do what they like. After that, I would then have spent every day deep inside her and made her give me another pup, a powerful one. Once I had my pup, the only other thing she would see or feel would be me or one of my unmated males inside her at all times.”

I have received this treatment so many times that this behaviour barely has any effect on me at the moment. They will learn. I tilt my head to the side my eyes only watching the females. The males are more focused on the power illuminating from Deimos and Ragon. The two males stand tall, head held high. Deimos has his hands behind his back while Ragon stands behind hands folded across his chest. A high level of testosterone fills the air. Male against male. Communicating with only their eyes. No movement, no aggression just calmness whereas the females are quite the opposite I can feel their arrows of aggression targeted toward me.

Or I knew they’d make good on his word. Each of them would stuff me full. Straining every part of my body to feed their insatiable pleasure. I was terrified of what they’d do to me. The Mating Moon would consume them. And there was always a risk of one aggressive male killing his female when he marked her too brutally or took her too forcefully. Some had even died from exhaustion or hunger under the Mating Moon. The males are utterly primal under the moon. Barely human atall. With three males, especially these three, there was a good possibility they’d kill me under the moon. I winced at the thought.

Death was better than being raped by who knew how many rogue males. Before the first one could get close to me, there was a thunderous growl from behind me. The males, even though my scent was driving them crazy with the need to mate, they could recognise that a higher predator was here. They all paused, and some weaker ones shrank back with their heads bowed low to the ground in submission as they felt his power. The slightly stronger ones only dropped to their knees, and only few of the strongest of them were still able to stand though the effort to do so seemed to be draining all their strength.

So I had no choice but to watch as Althea went inside the car with him. Dalton was mated, so I was sure even if Althea went into heat, he would not smell her, and he would be able to resist her if my little witch even attempted to seduce him. But they had a convoy comprised of four unmated males. This one was making me worried. Females’ heat was making unmated males turn into rabid animals. There were many cases of females being violated during the full moon.