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The Breeder Luna And Her Three Mates

The Breeder Luna And Her Three Mates

After escaping a breeding facility that used her body to create hybrid soldiers, Amaya forges a new identity and hides in a quiet werewolf-human town, posing as a college student. She just wants peace, normalcy - control.But on her first week, she meets thre students - heirs of the most powerful packs in the nation - and the unthinkable happens. They all whisper the same word: "Mate."Her wolf awakens. Her heat ignites. And the forbidden bond between them spirals into chaos.As Amaya hidden powers grow, so does the danger. The Werewolf Council calls her existence an abomination and demands her death. Her mates refuse to let her go - even if it means starting a war.
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Chapter 5

Amaya's POV My lips crashed against Alvaro first, the alpha heir's mouth claiming mine with a growl that vibrated through my chest. The secret cabin's dim firelight flickered over us, casting shadows on the worn wooden walls and the pile of blankets we'd thrown down in haste. We'd barely spoken since discovering the mate bond hours ago-just stunned stares and this burning pull that made my body ache like fire. As a runaway breeding experiment, I'd known heat before, but this? It was feral, amplified by three alphas, my students turned mates, their scents wrapping around me like chains. Alvaro's tongue plunged deep, dominating the kiss, his large hands gripping my waist hard enough to bruise. I moaned into him, my pussy already throbbing, slickness soaking my thighs from the bond's relentless surge. He broke away, eyes dark with possession. "You're ours now, Amaya. No running this time." I spun toward Javier next, a mischievous grin flashing before his lips met mine-eager, teasing, his tongue flicking like he was tasting forbidden fruit. His hands roamed freely, one sliding up my shirt to cup my breast, thumb circling my nipple until it peaked. Enthusiasm poured from him, his body pressing close, cock hard against my hip through his jeans. "Fuck, you kiss like you need this bad," he murmured against my mouth, nipping my lower lip. "Bet that pussy's dripping for us already." The words ignited me, my core clenching with need. I pulled back, breathless, and turned to Luciano, the shy one hovering at the edge. His inexperienced eyes widened as I grabbed his collar, yanking him in. Our kiss started tentative-his lips soft, hesitant-but the bond surged, and he responded with a quiet whimper, tongue shyly meeting mine. His hands trembled on my arms, but he deepened it, sucking gently on my tongue like he was afraid I'd vanish. "Ma-ma'am... I don't know..." he breathed, face flushing, but his erection strained against me, betraying his hunger. I jumped between them again, a whirlwind of mouths and hands-Alvaro's commanding pull on my hair to drag me back for another bruising kiss, Javier playful bites along my jaw while he ground against my ass, Luciano soft explorations of my neck, his breath hot and uneven. Emotions tangled in my chest: confusion at how these boys-my fellows students-had become my everything in hours, fear from my past experiments where bodies were tools, and this wild joy at the bond's promise of more than breeding. But talking? Impossible. The heat demanded action, my skin feverish, pussy pulsing with empty need. Alvaro took charge, his voice a low rumble. "Enough teasing. Strip her. She's burning up for us." Javier laughed, a wicked sound, and tugged my shirt over my head, exposing my breasts-heavy, nipples aching from the bond's fire. Luciano hesitated but followed, his fingers fumbling with my pants, sliding them down with my panties in one go. Naked before them, I shivered, not from cold but the intensity of their gazes devouring me. They shed their clothes fast-Alvaro muscled chest rippling as he kicked off his jeans, his thick cock springing free, veined and ready; Javier leaner frame, his dick curving up with eager promise; Luciano slimmer build, his length flushed and twitching from nerves. I dropped to my knees on the blankets, the cabin's pine scent mixing with their musky arousal. "Please," I whispered, voice hoarse, the heat making me bold. "I need you inside me. All of you." Alvaro stepped forward first, fisting his cock at my lips. "Open wide, mate. Suck me, show me how needy the bond's turning you into." I obeyed, mouth stretching around his girth, tongue swirling the salty tip before taking him deep. He groaned, hand in my hair guiding my head, thrusting shallowly. Javier knelt beside me, offering his cock to my hand-I stroked him firmly, feeling him throb, while he reached down to pinch my nipple. "That's it, princess. Jerk me while you choke on my brother's dick. You're gonna milk us dry." Luciano watched, biting his lip, until I pulled off Alvaro with a pop and turned to him. "Your turn," I said softly, but with the heat's edge. He nodded, inching closer, and I took him in-gentler, sucking with hollowed cheeks, his shy moan music to my ears. "Oh god, this... feels so good," he gasped, hips jerking involuntarily. Alvaro and Javier stripped the rest, their hands everywhere-Alvaro's fingers dipping between my legs, finding my soaked pussy. "Fuck, she's drenched. This cunt's begging for it." He pushed me back onto the blankets, spreading my thighs wide. Javier and Luciano flanked me, cocks in hand as Alvaro positioned himself, rubbing his tip through my folds. "Gonna fuck you first, claim this tight hole," he growled, slamming in deep with one thrust. I cried out, walls clenching around his thickness, the stretch burning sweet from the bond. He pounded hard, dominant rhythm shaking my body, balls slapping my ass. Javier leaned in, capturing my mouth in a messy kiss while his hand rubbed my clit in fast circles. "Ride his cock, baby. Show us how bad you want to be bred by your alphas." The word hit hard-echoes of my past-but here, it felt right, the heat twisting pain into pleasure. Luciano, gaining courage, sucked on my breast, tongue laving the nipple as he stroked himself. Alvaro pulled out abruptly, leaving me whining, and flipped me onto all fours. "Javier, take her mouth. Luciano, her ass-finger it, get her ready." Javier grinned, kneeling before me, feeding his cock past my lips-I sucked greedily, tasting myself on him from earlier teases. Luciano's tentative fingers circled my back entrance, slick with my arousal, pressing one in slowly. "Like this?" he asked, voice shaky, but the intrusion made me moan around Javier, pushing back. "Deeper, Lucy," Alvaro commanded from behind, his cock nudging my pussy again before thrusting in. The double penetration-his dick filling my cunt, Luciano's finger in my ass-sent sparks exploding. Javier fucked my face, hands in my hair. "Swallow me, Amaya. Gonna cum down your throat while Alvaro breeds that pussy." Emotions swirled-overwhelm at their dominance, tenderness for Luciano care, thrill from Javier playfulness, Alvaro unyielding control. No words for the bond's magic or my scars; just this raw union. I came hard, pussy spasming around Alvaro, muffled screams on Javier's cock. He followed, hot spurts flooding my mouth-"Swallow every drop, mate"-as I did, greedy for it. Alvaro kept thrusting through my orgasm, then pulled out, slick cock pressing against my ass. "My turn here." With Luciano finger withdrawn, he eased in slowly, the burn intense but welcome. Javier slid beneath me, guiding my pussy onto his dick in one smooth motion. Filled in both holes, I gasped, the fullness overwhelming. Luciano knelt close, and I reached for his cock, stroking him as he watched, eyes wide. They moved in tandem-Alvaro's deep ass thrusts, Javier upward pussy pounds-dirty talk raining down. "Feel that? Two cocks stretching you wide," Alvaro grunted. "Our little teacher's turning into a perfect fucktoy." Javier chuckled, hips snapping. "Gonna fill you up. Make you ours forever." Luciano's shyness cracked; he leaned in, kissing me softly amid the chaos, his cock twitching in my hand. "I... I want to cum with you," he whispered. The bond pulled him closer, and he positioned at my breasts, rubbing his tip against my skin until he spilled, ropes of cum painting my chest. The sight pushed me over again, walls milking Javier and Alvaro. They roared, Alvaro flooding my ass, Javier my pussy-hot, claiming seed that quenched the heat just enough. We collapsed in a tangle, bodies slick, breaths ragged. The cabin spun with complicated afterglow: mates, but strangers still. Yet the bond whispered promises, even without words.
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