Sex Story Breeding Mga Nobela at Kwento

His last sentence made my eyes widened. Only one woman for thousands of men? That was crazy. Hadn't she thought of running away? “The thing is, she wasn't forced. She belonged to a special bloodline of breeders who could give birth to twenty pups, at once. And she doesn't necessarily mate with all the men, a competition is held between about ten of them divided into two groups. The group that wins gets to mate with her.” He dropped another bomb.

I said while I continued to fuck her. "Oh yes Mr Matthews, I want your cum, please, fill me with your cum," she begged me, her words punctuated with her moans of an impending climax. With a grunt I pulled back on her hair and her ass was forced against me and I pressed my cock deep inside her, and with a shout I started to cum inside her. Again and again I felt my hot cum spray inside her tight pussy, filling her up with my seed. I kept my cock buried all the way insider her body while my cum continued to shoot from my hard cock and I heard her screams of joy as she came again, her body shuddering and her pussy milking my cock while her orgasm consumed her.

His cock hardened painfully, untouched, throbbing with forced arousal. “Fertility cocktail,” she explained calmly. “Amplified libido. Heightened sperm production. Enhanced genetic markers. You’ll produce viable, superior offspring for months. And I will be the one to harvest them.” Alex thrashed against the bonds. “You’re insane.” “No,” she said, standing. “I’m visionary.” She stripped again—slowly this time, letting him see the body that had trained monsters like Damian. Elegant. Athletic. Scarred in places that spoke of old rituals and older power struggles. She climbed onto the bed, straddling him.

“Elena Lockwood. I am Xavier’s fiancée and he already told me about you. I was the one who convinced him to choose a breeder. He never wanted such a thing but he loves me too much to deny me anything.” Then she shocked me when she bent slightly and placed her ear against my stomach. “I can already feel my babies.” Only if she knew they would end up dead at birth. Even with that painful thought, hearing her call them her babies felt wrong to me. They were mine and not hers! “Your babies?” I whispered softly. As I spoke, discomfort tightened deeply inside my stomach because of Xavier’s hard stare at me. Looking at him made my heartbeat pause. Why was he staring at me like he wanted to kill me?

Seconds passed into minutes as they tried to disentangle themselves from one another while their breathing returned to normal. John had spent semen while in the company of other males involved in the same mating unit. He'd never done it while touching another male or while another male touched him. Zen wanted to breed young. Sex for pleasure was rare due to the low birth rate of their kind. Humans had no breeding problems. John couldn't help wondering if it was because they were so physical they sought out mating partners of either gender as often as they could. "No. I think they're just more fertile than Zen."

Jenine expressed her anxiousness. “Of course,” Callix agreed. “It will be too much for a half-breed. Our strong Alpha can breed… I mean, mate… no, sex for several days continously. But Hariet was a completely different. She’s weaker than pure wolves.” “What if she breaks? She’s too thin.” “Geez. Even if we say that to Alpha Lucas, I doubt he would listen.” “Now, I feel guilty. It was me who told him to do it frequently.”

Her face wore a smile that belonged to a madwoman enjoying her favorite music. “Aurelia,” she cooed softly, “you are awake. Good. I was hoping to handle your paperwork before the drug wore off.” My teeth grit. “What have you done?” Selena ignored the question. She clutched a clipboard, flipping a page with her fingertip. “Prime breeding capability. Strong genetic line. Fertile. Already proven to conceive royal heirs.” My jaw clenched so tightly I heard a muscle pop. She was listing me like livestock. “Fuck you.”

Emily was proud of her control when what she wanted to do was scream. "Please, call me Laura. I need you to hear me out and let me finish before you hunt down your mate." She smiled slightly but didn't wait for a response. "I'm a geneticist. I have spent years researching a solution that will allow beastkind to successfully mate and produce children." She looked directly at Emily and continued. "We, my team and I, have discovered that the dominant genes of beastkind kill each other. When mating takes place with a human, the dominant gene accepts the lesser gene and can procreate. We tried artificial insemination, AI for short, with human sperm and beastkind eggs and reversed the process usin

The books refer to his case as half-breed—an effect of an artificially inseminated human woman with werewolf’s seed. That was a hazardous procedure, and it is not without reason that it is forbidden in our world by the council. Only fated mates, no matter the species, can produce offspring. Our Goddess’s gift for those waiting for their mate for years. That’s why a lot of werewolves enjoy their unprotected sex with every woman. Not being able to impregnate another woman would never ruin your future relationship with a fated mate. And our increased sex drive required the use of tons of condoms—pleasure and saving in one.

If they did, it was only for fun. "So why do you want to date me?" I asked my curiosity making me break my promise not to interrupt him, but in my defense, I couldn’t help having questions. This was all new to me. "Well, to keep our lines diluted, Alpha's can only reproduce with Scion's, we—" "Hold on a damn minute,” I cut in. “You want me to be your breeding cow?" I asked, not able to hide the shock in my high-pitched tone.