Submissive And Breedable の小説・ストーリー

Conceive… pregnant… child… All the words that were so foreign to me were now repeatedly reminding me what being a breeder meant. No wonder they were willing to pay that much money—no wonder they chose me. The child destined to be the next Alpha of the Drogomor pack needed to have the most powerful combination of bloodlines—ideally Alpha blood from both of his parents. But a breeder was just a tool—used once, and then thrown away. No Alphas would allow their beloved daughter to be treated that way... except my own father. "Vicky, that's enough!" Talon's sudden low, rebuke brought me back to my senses.

“—Seven female omegas, unmarked, unclaimed, between the ages of 19 and 23. Registered under the breeder clause for repopulation purposes.” The word hit me like a whip across the back. “Breeders?” I echoed. Quiet. Dangerous. Danil paused. “Yes, Alpha.” My body moved before my thoughts caught up. In a flash of air, I crossed the room with my wolf speed, grabbed the front of Danil’s shirt and slammed him against the wall so hard the portraits rattled off their nails. He choked out a breath, stunned. His eyes widened as I pressed him into the stone, my grip vice-like, my eyes burning.

A spark of hope ignited within, and I knew nothing could go wrong with having him by my side, “Mate!” Kira giggled excitedly, and I felt everything plunge downward at the next word he uttered out of his lips, “You must be the breeder, destined to bear my child.” I shook my head, I have heard stories about one's mates and I have also had different ways I wanted my first time to be, “I am not a breeder; I am your mate!”I insisted, He chuckled, dismissing my protest. “A breeder you are and a breeder you shall be.”

She didn’t have the slightest wish of living in peace here, did she? “Tell me, breeder, what is the penalty for failing to fulfill a breeder’s duties?” I wanted her to say the words herself. She would be more familiar with the rules than me. It’s from her pack, after all. “The alpha’s breeder is a branded slave who must warm his bed to his satisfaction. She is not allowed to waste the seeds of the alpha by consuming any concoctions that stop pregnancy. In a given time, the breeder must provide pups for the alpha. Failure to do so…” I felt her tremble at this point, and I could tell my wait was worth it. All that explanation meant nothing to me. I only wanted her to get to this part.

“And yet you endured. That alone shows strength.” Rina gave a faint, bitter smile. “It was not strength. It was survival. They finally decided what to do with me. They handed me to Rowland. They told me my only use was to bear his children, to be his breeder. That was the name they gave me. Not woman or his wolf. Not as a mate. But as a Breeder. I was an object, nothing more. The humiliation of it was heavy, but I had no power to fight it. I obeyed, because what else could I do? To refuse meant death, and even death was denied me. They wanted me to suffer.”

I smelt the scent of blood the moment I penetrated her but I didn’t care, my mind was set on one thing only, knotting that female and pump her full of my seed. The female gasped for air and tried to slap at my hands that turned into claws without noticing. My chest rumbled in warning at her and I snapped my teeth at nothing. The female wept silently after and closed her eyes as I fucked her harshly and I felt my knot began to grow. My wolf came to the surface and my eyes burned as they turned blue. My wolf’s thoughts fill my head as he kept repeating. ‘Mount her, knot her, and breed her. She is ours now, our mate. Fill her belly with our pups.’

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.

They have a 90% chance of impregnating and about 25% possibility of getting impregnated themselves but this had only been seen recently in only about five cases. Omegas were the submissive gender, they were delicate creatures with a very seductive charm; although they were omegas, ancient genes were generally more refined than normal genes and so their attributes were also better than those with normal genes, but when compared to an alpha or beta they were generally weak, unless on very special cases. As the submissive sex, they had a fertility rate of 95% and 100% with pheromones, they were extremely rare and also in constant diminish as the possibility of birthing an alpha to an omega was

He spanked my ass hard a few times, making me moan into Sasha’s pussy. “That’s it. Eat her while I breed this cunt,” Dominic said rawly. “You planned this night just so I could fill you up with cum, didn’t you? Maybe I’ll knock you up tonight while your friend watches.” His breeding words sent a dirty thrill through me. I pushed back against him, fucking myself on his cock. “Yes… fill me up. Breed me.” Sasha grabbed my hair and pulled my face deeper into her pussy. “Good girl. Lick my clit while he breeds you. Such an obedient little whore.”