The Forced Breeding Attempt

A cataclysmic tempest ripped through the night sky, fracturing the very foundations of the supernatural realm. Due to the remote location of the new realm of the Five Pillars, unforetold weather storms were frequent, but this storm felt dissimilar. It felt ominous. It was one thing for a single sacred island to tremble from a minor earthquake, but it was another thing entirely for all five islands representing the pillars of the supernatural world to quiver like fragile leaves in the wind.

High above the towering peaks, the protective magical barrier that had concealed their world from human eyes began to fracture. Jagged lines of blinding blue light spider-webbed across the invisible shield. For the first time in decades, the immense barrier shattered, raining down fading magical debris into the raging sea below.

Below the collapsing sky, the witches of balance froze in collective panic. Their hands dropped to their sides as the ancient magic drained from their veins. They fell to their knees, staring up at the exposed, raging storm, effortlessly shaken by the harsh reality of their failure.

The King gripped the edge of the high stone parapet, turning toward his Queen. His piercing blue eyes trembled with terror.

"There is an anomaly in our world," the King declared, his voice tight with dread beneath the roar of the tempest. "Someone breached the barrier. The ancient balance is broken."

Thousands of miles away in Glasgow, Scotland, inside the carmine-draped bedroom of the Scarlet Dragon clan’s most revered doctor, an entirely different kind of storm raged.

Kaelia’s bedroom was exquisite, reflecting her deep sentiments for the color of her own hair. High walls, tall enough to fit a grand library, were draped in heavy blood-carmine fabrics. Intricate swivels of black print danced across the flat, lustrous veneers of her carmine carpets and sheets. Right in the center of the grand four-poster bed, the esteemed doctor was on her hands and knees. Her auburn curls clung damply to her neck, slick with sweat.

Behind her, Alpha Valerius gripped her hips, pounding his thick, erect penis into her vagina with savage, rhythmic thrusts. Skin slapped against skin, the wet, heavy sounds echoing against the high walls of her bedroom. Kaelia threw her head back, gasping and moaning as she surrendered to the raw physical release. She grappled to hold herself together as her smaller frame rocked hard against the dark red sheets with every furious stroke. She took every inch of him deep inside her wet walls, savoring the intense friction just the way she liked it.

She loved the physical escape he provided, but the intoxicating haze of pleasure vanished the second she felt the sharp prick of his fangs hovering directly over the scent gland on her neck. Her marking spot.

At the exact same moment, she felt the unmistakable twitching of his cock deep inside her vaginal canal. His balls drew up tight against her backside, swelling rapidly as he prepared to ejaculate. Kaelia’s mind snapped to attention. He had informed her beforehand that he possessed a condom. He had even tossed a decoy silver foil packet onto the carmine tapestry earlier. But the raw, skin-on-skin friction and the burning heat expanding inside her proved he wore no protection.

No wonder he took her from behind. He was deliberately trying to breed her. He wanted to fill her with his semen and bite down on her neck, hoping to force a pregnancy and a permanent mate mark upon her in one ruthless move.

White-hot rage flooded Kaelia’s veins. She snapped backward, her hand striking hard against his muscular chest to shove him away.

"Valerius!" Kaelia snarled, aggressively swatting at the canines hovering near her neck. "Pull out. Now! I like you enough to let you satisfy my physical desires, but I am not stupid."

Valerius ground his teeth, his grip tightening on her waist for a fraction of a second before he bid to her request. He jerked his wet penis out of her vaginal opening just in time. Hot, thick semen spurted over her golden-brown thigh, dripping down onto a napkin he snatched up to contain his release.

Kaelia scrambled to the diametric edge of the mattress, glaring at the impossible man with pure venom. She needed to get rid of him and find another lover. This idiot was too busy pursuing his selfish ambitions to even make her climax.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Valerius chuckled, laying down on her carmine sheets. He drummed his fingers against the mattress, echoing soft thuds into the hollowness of the large bedroom.

Kaelia snatched a maroon silk robe from the footboard and enveloped her naked, sweating body. She frowned at the perfect Alpha lounging in her bed. Years ago, the mere sight of his nakedness would have driven her mad with lust, but right now, he only vexed her. He was insanely attractive, but he brought out her worst tempers nowadays.

"This is the third time this month you have tried to make me conceive," she swore heatedly, knotting the sash at her waist. "That you have tried to mark me. Guess what? You will never bind me to you by trapping me in a silly pregnancy, and neither will you force your mark on me. I mean it, and I will not repeat myself. I will never be your Luna."

Valerius remained unperturbed by her fury. He rolled onto his side, a maddeningly calm smile on his face. That was one of her greatest problems with him. He never considered her feelings and never cared about her reactions.

"Father knows we are fucking," Valerius said, his tone turning serious. "It has been three years since we decided to help each other out, out of the five you pretended not to want me. He wants me to honor you and mate with you properly, considering I have not found my fated mate, and I might never find her."

Kaelia let out a frustrated sigh, driving her fingers deliriously into her red locks. This was supposed to be a strict no-strings-attached arrangement. Now the Alpha was developing asinine sentiments toward her, and his father was meddling.

"I do not wish for your pathetic honor," Kaelia scoffed. "You are only sixty-five, and that is hardly old for a dragon. You could find your fated mate soon, and I will not like to be cast out."

"I assure you it will never happen," Valerius cut her off, pushing her back against the bed. Her red locks flattened softly around the dark pillow, imitating a misty red cloud.

"I do not need your empty promises, Valerius," she said in a clipped tone, indicating the conversation was not up for debate. "We all know what the mate bond does to us, how it drives us simply insane. Find your own mate and leave me alone."

"I will tame you," Valerius said heatedly. His eyes flashed a fierce, glowing red as his inner beast stirred, demanding dominance over the defiant female.

Kaelia rolled her eyes and swatted away the hands that tried to distract her by trailing over her body. "You have said that for the past eight years. But you know, a free spirit can never be tamed."

"It fails my comprehension that you have never considered the thought of a world I have created for the two of us," Valerius murmured. He caught her hand, kissing the interior of her palm tenderly, looking earnestly into her golden-brown eyes. He could seldom control himself from looking ardently at the white ring around her irises that unveiled the rare type of dragon she was. She was special, and she had to be his. "We would be powerful together. You will be the object of every woman’s jealousy and every man’s desire. You have had me wrapped around your fingers for a painfully delicious long time, Kael. I want you so badly."

"Just by being a rare white dragon, I am the woman every Alpha wants," Kaelia replied coldly, staring him down as she stood up. "You only want me because others crave me. Years ago, when I could not even shift, you certainly did not feel so attached to me when you drew me into a dusty cleaning supply room and fucked me until I bled out my virginity."

Valerius let out an embittered sigh and sat up, running a hand through his brown hair. What happened in that dark closet was not rape, as she had been willing, but Kaelia wished he had been a little bit more romantic for her first time.

"And I have told you again and again, I am sorry for that," Valerius insisted. "I apologized and took care of you, even when you had not shifted. I will do the same and even more. Just be my Luna, Kael. Marry and mate me."

Kaelia let out an unladylike snort, turning on her heel to saunter into the en-suite bathroom.

Seeking a reprieve from the suffocating tension, she turned the golden faucets, letting lukewarm water rush into the deep emerald bathtub. As she dropped her silk robe to the marble floor, she could not help but worry her bottom lip.

This was a huge problem. Alpha Thaddeus knowing about their sexual relations was a massive political threat. She released a contemptuous sigh as she sank her aching, sensitive body into the bath gingerly. Women like her, tossed into the power and wealth pot of the Dragon’s empire, were supposed to be courteous, comely, educated, have a passion for literature, learn an instrument, and most importantly, be untouched virgins. She understood the rational thing for her to do was to marry the Alpha heir and secure her position, but she could not bring herself to do so.

Valerius was certainly not the kind of person one should get romantically involved with. She despised everything about him, with the sole exception of his cock and his hands. He knew exactly how she liked it, knew and cared about her physical wants. She was with him purely for the pleasure, not for the crown. Every other woman would kill to be here, not just because she was sleeping with the Alpha’s heir, but because of her medical accomplishments.

Speak of the devil, the heavy oak door pushed open.

Valerius walked into her bathroom, basking in his naked glory. His thick rod had risen far above his navel, fully erect again as he gazed down at her in the tub.

"You may not wish to marry me, but I believe I have a duty to you," he declared.

Kaelia raised a perfect brow at him. He smirked. He knew he was an attractive man with an amazing body that still had a profound effect on her. Valerius loved her so much already, and his dragon could barely think of any other woman or lay with the clan’s love slaves. He stepped forward, lifting a foot to slip into the tub with Kaelia. He wanted to coax her back into compliance, but she stopped him with an aristocratic palm raised in the air.

"No," she ordered, standing up from the water. "Fuck me while I stand. I would like to make sure you don’t release in me."

She refused to deal with the tricky nature of sex in the tub, where pulling out in time was much harder to execute.

Valerius let out a low growl. When she stepped out of the water, he immediately grabbed her hips, bending her wet, naked body over the hard marble edge of the bathtub. He wasted no time lining up his hard penis at her vaginal opening, burying his entire length deep into her wet, warm walls in one brutal push.

"I’ll make sure you come this time," he growled right against her ear, wrapping his fists tightly around her familiar soft red curls. He was forced to forget about trying to make her pregnant for the time being, but as he dominated her physically over the cold marble edge, he was determined to make her yield.