Sex Story Breeding Novels & Stories

Still, I followed her a few steps away from Ciara. The smile disappeared from Selena’s face immediately. “An omega?” she asked quietly, “seriously?” I stayed silent. “You married a weak omega over me?” “You were never an option, Selena.” Her jaw tightened. “Why? So a damn breeder is much more valuable than me now?” My expression darkened instantly. “She is my wife.” Selena scoffed softly. “She’s too weak for you, Hayes. Everyone knows it. She can barely shift properly.” Her voice lowered further. “Marking someone like her could kill her.”

Mark joked, winking. “Eww no thanks, I've seen enough of you when we were children,” Matt laughed. “Sure you wouldnt,” Mark wiggled his eyebrows, “why dont I give you your first strip show, before you become a mated man,” He said, pretending to rip his shirt off and posing on the bed as he attempted to put a seductive look on his face. “You look like youre drunk,” Matt laughed, “as interesting as that sounds, im not here for a lap dance,” he joked.

already, I left her breast and stood up. I pushed her onto the bed, slapping her heavy butt. "Doggy please", I said as I got ready for action. "With pleasure", she replied. She bent and raised her hips, I mounted the bed and plunge into her wet pussy. It felt so good and warm, "are you ready?", I asked. "I was born ready for this moment", she replied. I plunge into action, thrusting in and out of her, while my other hand was busy on her breast. It was one of the sweetest sex experiences I have ever had. This went on for thirty minutes as she moaned loudly. I withdrew when I noticed I was about cumming and my sperm traveled around the room. She stood and faced me, "give me the ple

I didn’t make it when I got up and Poppy seems to have dropped off the face of the earth, so it looks like it’s been slept in… by a couple of people… who didn’t care how twisted the sheets got. Realizing all of this, my face turns a little red. But I assume she’s asking about when did I start working here. “Not that long ago,” I tell her. I give her the exact date, and her eyes bulge. Then she shakes her head and says, “Oh, no, not with King Maddox. Just in general.” Confused, I ask, “What do you mean?” “You know. As a breeder. When did you start having sex with men to have their babies and get paid?”

“You both want an heir. That requires regular intercourse, particularly during my fertile windows. Correct?” “Correct,” Thane says. “Yes,” Dareth adds. “And you’re both expecting exclusivity during this year? Or are you planning to maintain other sexual partners?” “Exclusive,” Thane says immediately. “That’s standard in breeding contracts.” “Same,” Dareth confirms. “I’m not interested in sharing you beyond this arrangement.” The possessiveness in his tone makes my stomach flip.

I get a full show of him stripping and getting in the shower. It’s like having my very own sexy stripper. He comes out dripping wet and pulls me close to him and kisses me on the lips gently. My heart flutters, and Stella is fighting me to take over. She wants to ravish him and do all sorts of naughty things I'm not ready for. “You can’t put it off forever, Ayesha.” Stella barks. “We are a breeder, we need to have sex to be a breeder and produce children.”

His eyes darted over my face and lingered on my lips. “It’ll be so easy to push my cock into your pussy,” he growled as he slowly rolled his hips. “I’ll fill you up with my cum and watch my baby grow inside you.” He shuddered. “Please don’t tell me you have a breeding kink,” I whispered. “A what kink?” Ryder frowned. “A breeding kink. I read a book where the male lead was obsessed with getting the female lead pregnant. He switched out her birth-control pills with vitamin pills.”

His life as a breeder had not been any better more injections and by extension, forced pregnancies resulted in more of his children being stolen from him and sold off into a life as miserable as his own. In the present, Owen attempted to keep himself from thinking of this even as he felt the all too familiar sensation of Conway's thick cock pulsing inside him and the warm splatter of his seed filling his barren womb, still scarred and carrying the damage of being bred so often and the side effects of the drugs that kept him in an unbalanced heat.

CONTENT WARNINGS A-Z A: Alpha Dominance, Aggressive Mating, Anatomical Impossibilities That Work Anyway Expect dominant supernatural beings who don't ask permission twice. Mating that's rough, primal, and intense. Bodies that stretch and accommodate in ways that shouldn't be possible but feel incredible anyway. B: Breeding Obsession, Biting Everywhere, Bondage With Tails/Tentacles/Vines, Blood As Foreplay Creatures driven by instinct to breed and claim. Fangs and teeth marking skin in every sensitive spot. Restraints that aren't rope or handcuffs but living appendages. Blood-sharing as intimacy and feeding.

“No more lures. No more games. Only us. Rut me senseless again—own this flame whore body deeper, breed your perfect cum-slut till I drip your legacy for centuries. Fill me until my womb aches with it, until every step I take tomorrow leaks you down my thighs as a reminder to the whole world who owns this cunt.” Alexander’s silver-flecked grey eyes flashed feral triumph, pupils blown wide with storm-lightning, lips curving that wolfish smile that always made my insides melt and clench at once. He rolled us lightning-swift, the motion so smooth and dominant my breath caught, pinning me beneath his massive weight, cock hardening full and insistent against my dripping folds in one hot pulse. The