Submissive And Breedable Novels & Stories

, Liam asks very confused. “She is a full Alpha which means any offspring she has with a full Alpha has a 100% chance of full power or even a 50% chance to someone with a recessive gene. This makes her very valuable as a breeder. That’s why she escaped at 13. She had been sold to someone and was about to come into her first heat”.

Her lips moved lower and lower until they wrapped around a nipple. I growled. “I want you to do something for me,” Sin whispered, looking up at me. “I want you to breed me.” My grip on her tightened. “Do you know what that means?” She nodded and then shook her head. “Breed you…” I slipped my hands under her shirt. “It means fucking you and knotting you until my seed takes inside your womb.” “Okay. I want you to breed me.” She lowered her head again and licked around my nipple.”Breed me alpha.”

“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

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

Flexing his hips, he rocked Sawyer’s butt closer and harder, their bodies flush, clicking into place like one big puzzle piece. Sawyer’s moans quickly turned incoherent as his heat completely overwhelmed him, burning wildly, throughout his entire body. It was the most basic and primal of instincts, for an Alpha to mate and breed with an omega. The omegas were the submissive ones, some male omegas were blessed with female reproductive systems, just like Sawyer’s. The pure male omegas had a testosterone influx and couldn’t breed or be mated with an Alpha but omegas with the female reproductive systems as well. This caste rule made such omegas with reproductive systems a hot commodity and why t

“Damn, okay, I see why she keeps rejecting my offer, but there are couple activities, you know, there is the claiming ritual.” “Claiming?” “Oh right, you asked me a question before, ‘subs’, was it? Subs are submissives, people who like to give up control to someone else. Sometimes, it's sexual; sometimes, it's not; this time, however, it is most definitely sexual. Anyway, claiming is where a ‘dom’, in this case, dominant, a submissive’s master, claims a submissive as her own in a room full of their most favoured sex partners or exes. This is for locals, though, because most locals know who dates who; I don’t know if you’d make the cut as Lizzy’s submissive, but-”

“Shift into my wolf. Rip your clothes off. Pin you down in the dirt with my fangs at your throat and fuck you so deep you howl.” She sobbed. Moaned. Came again. Eyes rolling, mouth open, drooling. But I wasn’t done. “I want to cum inside your pussy,” I groaned. “Then flip you over and push it into your ass. I want my seed leaking out of both holes while you whimper and shake and beg me to stop ruining you.” I growled. Buried myself to the fucking hilt. Ground against her womb. “I want to breed you.” Her body bucked violently.

I whispered. Alexander’s face went pale. “That’s what Project Eros was building.” My stomach twisted. “You mean they were making people?” “Not people,” he said quietly. “Replicas. Designed to copy human emotion and loyalty. They used the data from our neural scans to create synthetic personalities.” I took a step back. “You’re saying that thing is based on us?” He nodded slowly. “Partly. Every subject contributed emotional data. But yours was the main source file.”

"I'm devoting what's left of my short life to the Art of Masturbation." "I like you," Sydney snorted. I was used to that. "You make Aya happy and that child needs it," was unexpected. Despite the pain and blood loss, I began to work out some things. Things like sterility. My semi-educated stab in the dark suggested that there were only three breeding females in House Epona - Caitlyn, Desiree and Aya. Desiree's mother could bear children and she had mated outside the program to conceive Desiree. The two adult women I'd seen at Caitlyn's house had no children, nor did Katrina herself.