Submissive And Breedable Novels & Stories

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.

"But not everything." Monty shifted slightly on the bed and adjusted how he was sitting. He looked a little uncomfortable but not because of the question, more like he was just in physical pain from last night. "A breeder is an omega who is used specifically to carry children," Monty said. "It is different from being a regular omega servant. Breeders are selected and they go through a process that prepares their body for pregnancy. Once they are confirmed as breeders they are given to an alpha or a Lycan to carry their offspring."

I tilted my head with a frown as her scent- lavender and a mixture of honey continued to draw me in, almost like a spell, igniting my senses. “Item twenty five is rare, breeders like her have an extraordinary ability to pass on formidable traits, ensuring that any offspring will be powerful and resilient. Her bloodline is a rare treasure-one that can elevate any pack to greatness”. “Bidding starts at one hundred silver!”. “Three hundred sliver!” “Five hundred!” “Mate” Cyrus, who had been quiet since we got here, suddenly growled in my mind, making me scoff. “No”. “What do you mean no?” Cryus asked menacingly.

Duties include 24/7 availability, immediate obedience, and complete sexual use at their discretion. My pussy clenches on the word use. A slow, deep throb that makes me shift in my chair and press my knees tighter. I keep reading. The submissive will wear a collar at all times. The submissive will be available for office use during and after business hours. The submissive will be bred and claimed at the discretion of her owners. Bred. The word sits in my stomach like a hot coal. I can feel myself getting wet, not damp, not slightly aroused, wet. The kind of wet that soaks through underwear and makes the fabric cling.

This change is irreversible. [Y/N] David tapped yes, the blood vulture nodded as if accepting her fate with the highest honor and sat on the ground, her belly started to stretch and fill with amniotic liquid. [Max E. Mumm selected as a brood mother] [+20 abyssal force] [Attack permanently set to 0] [-6 Agility]

Lyra whooped heavily with my mother too but i just sat there staring at them in confusion. I knew how the world works. Enough to know that it cost my father something. And to confirm my thoughts, the father cleared his throat, “In return for that…i will have to give one of my daughters to become the alpha’s uhm…mistress.” My heart fell immediately when his gaze shifted to me. No, no no he cannot do this. “The Silver Fang pack has offered more than half a billion dollars for you Xenia, and we accepted the offer. As from now you are their Alpha’s mistress.”

I pressed my lips together. They were paired with selected human females — not for companionship, the record was careful to clarify, but for reproduction. The goal was to maintain and grow the human population at a rate sufficient to meet pack breeding demands. Once the contribution phase was complete, males were transferred directly to labor assignments. Transfer is permanent, the record noted. Contact between male contributors and their offspring or female counterparts is neither facilitated nor permitted, as emotional attachment represents a management risk. I sat very still. Elijah had been through this.

Maybe the guards will let me visit them and allow me out of the cottage for a bit every day if I behave well enough for their approval. I know what is expected of me after I arrive at my new home. From the age of eight, every she-wolf has the Breeder rules drilled into their brains if they became one to prepare us for this position. Each new Breeder is given three days to explore the house and design it in a way the Breeder deems suitable for comfortable living, including painting any and all walls, decorating the interior to her preference and performing some landscaping in the front and back gardens. On the fourth day of being in the cottage, the Doctor assigned to take care of all Breeder

“Most new omegas cry or fight during their first breeding. You took all five of us like you were born for pack cock.” I whimpered softly, nuzzling closer to his warm chest. “It felt… so good. I’ve never felt anything like that.” One of his brothers, the silver-streaked one named Ronan, walked beside us and gently stroked my thigh. “That’s because you’re ours now. Your body knows it. Your heat called us, and we answered. Tonight we’re taking you home to the den, where we can properly claim and breed you for days.” Another brother, the youngest-looking one with bright green eyes named Finn, grinned. “You’re going to be so full by the time we’re done with you, your belly will look like you’re a

All her moans were muffled by his thick virile meat. "I'm being bred!" The thought mixed both heart- stopping terror and quim-quivering excitement. She couldn't help herself. She couldn't help feeling so totally possessed, so completely feminine, so utterly controlled by these powerful men. She was theirs. She was their breeding toy. Kiana felt the men surrounding her, their hard muscled bodies taking her, fucking her, using her. She was in heat, and needed to be bred. The familiar tightness seized her belly, and with a shudder that coursed throughout she came again, her fertile p*ssy clutching tight. Her gargled and muffled scream sounded from around James's c*ck buried in her throat.