Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Breeder Luna (SPG): Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

The air in the bedroom was thick with the scent of sex and primal need. Alpha Nathan’s powerful body moved over Luna’s with a relentless, driving rhythm, the headboard tapping a steady beat against the wall. His cock plunged deep into her wetness, each thrust drawing a gasp and a moan from her parted lips. She was close, so close, her inner muscles fluttering around his length, a telltale sign he knew intimately.His hand, large and possessive, slid from her hip, down the curve of her ass. His calloused fingers traced the sensitive skin there, a gentle contrast to the fierce pounding of his hips. Then, he did it. One thick, demanding finger pressed against her other entrance, a circle of tight, forbidden heat.Luna’s body went rigid. “Nathan, wait—”But he was already stopping. He withdrew from her dripping core completely, the sudden emptiness making her whimper in protest. He ignored her, his own breath a ragged growl in his ear. He used his own slickness, coating his throbbing, roc

Jake stood over her, breathing still heavy from their earlier climax, his dark eyes gleaming with a renewed, possessive fire. He wasn’t done. Alona felt it in the air, a crackling tension that made her skin prickle even as she lay spent on the damp sheets. His gaze wandered to the silk ties he’d tossed aside earlier—long, unused, forgotten until now.“I want you tied up,” he said, his voice a low, definitive command. He didn’t ask. He merely collected the soft cords, letting them slide through his fingers. “Spread out. Beautiful. Mine. I want to play with you.”Alona’s heart leapt, a mix of fear and a deep, eager thrill. Submission wasn’t just a duty; it was her craving, her safety. She nodded, a soft, breathless “Yes, Alpha.”He moved with deliberate power, his hands guiding her limbs. He looped one tie around her wrist, then the other, pulling them up and securing each to the sturdy bedposts. She lay with arms stretched wide, utterly exposed, tethered but not bound too tight—there w

Alona smiled at his desperate plea, her hand still stroking his thick, hard cock. The power coursing through her was a heady, unfamiliar thrill. She didn’t answer him. Instead, she rose from her kneeling position, her sleek body moving fluidly over him. She straddled his hips again, this time facing him, her knees planted on the mattress beside his waist. Her slick, wet pussy hovered just above his desperate erection.“You begged so nicely for my mouth,” she said, her voice low and commanding. “But I think you want something else now.”His dark eyes, blazing with need, watched her every move. The silk ties held him spread open, utterly vulnerable to her. She reached down between them, guiding his cock with her hand. The hot, swollen tip pressed against her entrance, a delicious pressure that made her breath catch.“Look at me,” she commanded, echoing his earlier words.He obeyed, his gaze locked on hers, a mixture of frustration and intense arousal.She didn’t just take him. She lower

The mattress shifted under Alona’s weight, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she drifted towards sleep. Jake’s arm, heavy and warm, was draped across her waist. Then, in a sudden, decisive motion, he turned her. Not gently. Not slowly. His hands, strong and possessive, spun her onto her stomach before he pinned her hips down with his own body weight.His voice was low, a gravel-filled command in the dark. “I want to fuck your ass.”Alona’s breath caught. Her eyes, wide now, stared at the pillow. A shiver—not of fear, but of sharp, immediate arousal—ran through her spine. She knew that tone. Alpha Jake. When he used it, he wasn’t asking. He was announcing his intent, and her body had already learned to respond to it, to crave the raw dominance it promised.“Yes,” she whispered, the word barely audible.He didn’t wait for more. One hand slid down her back, over the curve of her hip, and gripped the flesh of her thigh. The other yanked the sheets aside, exposing her completely. The cool a

The mattress groaned beneath them, the sound swallowed by Alona’s sharp gasp. Her wrists were pinned above her head, one large hand of Alpha Jake’s holding them there, his grip an unyielding promise. The other hand was already moving, slick with the oil he’d poured, tracing a path down the curve of her spine to the twin targets he’d claimed. Her back arched, a desperate, beautiful curve, as his thumb pressed against her pussy’s swollen entrance while his fingers, thick and demanding, circled her tight asshole.“You don’t remember the bond,” Jake growled, his voice a rough whisper against the shell of her ear. His breath was hot, his body hotter, the heavy press of his cock against her thigh a blunt, aching reminder. “You don’t remember the nights I claimed every part of you. But your body remembers. This fucking pussy remembers how it drips for me. This perfect little ass remembers how it opens for me. I can feel it… trembling.”His thumb pushed into her pussy, not deep, just a teasin