Submissive And Breedable Novels & Stories

All Omegas are submissive, and only Omegas can get pregnant by someone other than their mate, which is why they're used as breeders. Breeders are essentially used like a surrogate, but it's against their will. They're forced to have a baby, and most of the time by rape. They are not allowed to raise their child or stake claim to it. Once that baby is born, it goes to its father and the claimed mate to raise as their own. This kind of treatment would never fly in the human world, but it does in ours, and here, we consider ourselves superior to humans… If we are so superior to them, then why are they getting it right when we are getting it wrong?

It was the first time they had ever come across such a thing. Their eyes were so wide open that they appeared somewhat foolish, yet utterly stunned. “Yes, you heard me correctly! Our little Luna is a submissive dragon. This is, I believe, one of the reasons the moon goddess choose him as our alpha's mate. A male submissive dragon can also bear offspring, which our Luna is undoubtedly the best fit as a mate for our alpha. He can give birth when young Alpha mate him." The oracle finally concluded. The trio's eyes widened even further at the last revelation. Ashton can give birth? The thought only male werewolf omegas are able to give birth. Even that, it was a rare thing.

My wolf whimpered, bowing to his presence. “I do not need a mate,” he continued coldly. “But I will not reject what is mine.” Mine. Tears burned my eyes as his words sealed my future. He straightened, his voice carrying across the pack. “Prepare her quarters. She belongs to me now.” I was claimed without love. Bound without choice. Yet beneath my fear, beneath the years of obedience and silence, something stirred, small, fragile, and dangerous. A strength forged by pain. And for the first time in my life, I wondered if submission would truly define me… or if it was only the beginning of my rise.

Alpha Cage growled, his fingers already circling Ezra's cock again. "I...I can't.." Ezra whined, maintaining his stance on not accepting. His body and mind craved pleasure but the small sane part that remained knew that accepting to become a pet was no good. "Stubborn rabbit" Alpha Cage muttered, mostly surprised that the Omega had managed to hold out even at the peak of his heat. He was truly unlike anything he'd ever seen. Alpha Cage palmed his own cock with his free hand through his pants. His cock had gotten harder with every whine and moan that had fallen from Ezra's pretty lips. His head was filled with images of what he wanted to do to the tiny Omega.

I reach my hand beneath his torso, my fingers finding his highly sensitive male node, rubbing it in rapid, tight circles against his skin. "Climax for my beast, Stevens," I command, my voice gravelly and thick with primitive need. "Release your heat all over my shaft. Show my wolf how much you love being completely bred by your Alpha King." His entire body convulses fiercely, a shattering male climax ripping through his system. He screams my name into the pillows, his tight channel clamping down around my cock with frantic spasms as his own hot moisture floods the path. The overwhelming sensation pushes my control completely over the precipice, my own massive release exploding violently from

A servant walked in with a tray of covered plates. She placed the tray on the table and walked straight to the door, but I asked anxiously. “What happened?” With a scoff that was coated with sarcasm and disgust, she reluctantly turned to glare at me. “Just because you’re the Alpha’s breeder doesn’t make you a princess or Luna of our pack. You’re just a tool to give our Alpha a pup. Don’t act too important just because I was asked to bring you food. I’m glad the scales have finally fallen off the Alpha’s eyes to see that you’re nothing but an Omega who he bought to breed his pup.”

She is too young to know my scent or the tingling feelings, or anything else that would give me away. “W-why would you want me as an omega then?” She asks, her hands balling into fists at her side as she puts up with my antics. “I’m not submissive, and since we’re not mates we can’t breed. I would be useless.” “That’s a good thing,” I replied. That isn’t exactly true. She is my mate, and once I claim her as such, we can breed as normal. Or I assume so. Truth is, I’m not entirely sure how this will work. I wonder if the Goddess has a plan for that? Though I can easily fix it with a surrogate if need be. “That means we can have as much fun as I like,” I add, teasing her a little more with my t

“You want her. I’ve seen how you look at her. You think about it—you dream of filling her. Of planting your bloodline in her womb. Don’t lie to be, Sebastian, and don’t lie to yourself.” My fingers tightened on the strap. This was not a conversation I wanted to have with Adrian. Not now. I turned sharply to face him. “Check the breeders. See if Miriam needs anything.” Adrian grumbled something under his breath. Then he raised two fingers to his forehead in a salute and left with a sardonic grin. He knew when to stop pushing my buttons—but just barely. Besides, he had been in a lighter mood since the newest breeders arrived. They were delivered from Orheroad, and much to Adrian’s delight, the

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She was a rather comely free breeder to whom he was instantly attracted - a weakness he couldn't seem to purge. Yes, the union between the Alpha Clone Marcius-Six and Legion General Angela Malta had legitimized such relationships, for liberals in any case, but not for Six, who came from a more traditional background in which unmediated breeding was subject to a range of sanctions that included expulsion, condemnation, and shunning. All of which should have reduced his ardor, but seemed only to fuel it, adding to the politician's misery. The clone froze the video on a tight shot of Sophie's face, studied the symmetry of her features, and felt the first signs of arousal. The voice was both har