His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

115 iv. Breeding Her

She woke with the smell of burnt rice being cooked. She panicked and woke with a start.

She wrapped the blanket she found on the sofa and ran towards the kitchen. She stopped when she saw a very frustrated Dominus grunting over burnt rice.

She couldn’t help but laugh looking at how silly he was, standing over her kitchen with nothing but his boxers on. His scowling face makes it obvious he has run out of patience with himself.

He looked at her quite embarrassed and walked towards her. He picked her up like she weighed nothing and sat her on the countertop.

She blushed thinking how they have used this very same countertop as a sex bench last night. Her smile wiped away as she felt a very hard object poke her stomach.

Before she can utter her protest, he claimed her lips, it was passionate and sensual, making her arms wrap around his neck as he deepened the kiss.

“Good morning, my queen,” he uttered, like a lovestruck teenager who couldn’t help himself but feel horny seeing his crush.

She giggled at her thoughts. If only people knew how he is when it is just the two of them like this. She doubts his fan club would be able to bear it.

He frowned at hearing her laugh, “Are you laughing at your knight just now, my love?”

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She tried to control herself from laughing even more but her outburst was exhilarating, she had to kiss him afterward as his frown turned even more sour.

“Yes, laughing a bit,” she kissed his cheek, resting her head on his shoulder as she looked up at him.

“May I ask why is that?” he traced his thumb on her lips. He couldn’t stop himself, seeing her laugh so freely like this makes him so happy.

He would rather make her laugh at him than see her sad. He lifted her chin and loomed even closer, making her gulp.

His still taut body pressed on her frail form as she blushed, “Because you looked so cute, standing in my kitchen with your underwear on and just enough smoke and chaos for you to deal with.”

“It’s just a light smoke,” he corrected her, earning him another laughter. He couldn’t help but smile hearing it.

He loves seeing her like this. If he needs to burn the whole house down just to hear her merry laughter then he will.

“Yes, it was,” she agreed, pressing another kiss on his cheek.

“Seeing you so happy like that, I think my attempt to cook something marvelous for breakfast paid off,” he teased her, placing his arms on her sides as he leaned closer to her.

She pushed him away especially since the bulge on his boxers became even more obvious, “Dom, I need to cook!”

“Why don’t we just hire a maid?” he whispered in her ear.

He already knew her answer, but he couldn’t stop proposing. He hates seeing her slave away all the time. It is good if she is preparing his meals, but she needed to prepare her own meals too even when he is away.

“The last maid we had just stole so much from the kitchen, it keeps me traumatized at night. Plus we both know how the pack feels about me, they might not say it but their facial expression says it all,” she pushed him a bit more forcefully this time, hopping off from the counter.

“It just doesn’t sit well with me that you are slaving away like a commoner when you are the alpha’s mate,” he insisted, following her around the kitchen like he was her own shadow.

She stopped and closed the faucet, then looked up at him and searched his face, he was frowning obviously unable to tell why she was suddenly behaving like this.

“I am not the alpha’s mate,” she corrected him in a low voice, even admitting it out loud already hurts her.

“You are my mate,” he growled. “Whatever the whole damned world says, I’ll say it, you are the one my heart beats for. You are the only one who ever mattered to me. If that even is not enough to call you mine, then take all of me. Even my life, I’ll lay it all for you.”

Her knees shook hearing his words, her lips trembled as she tried to come up with anything to counter what he said. But he didn’t let her speak.

He claimed her lips like a mad man would. The kiss was hungry, deep, and filled with an insatiable need that made her feel even weaker.

She felt her blanket fall off as he held her up, facing her on the counter. Before she can utter a single protest she felt the whole of his shaft slamming into her core as he took her relentlessly from behind.

“You are all mine,” he whispered, marking her pale skin with his kisses as she remained impaled on his shaft.

“Dominus...” she moaned as he sucked the skin on her nape, gently biting into it as her back arched.

“Tell me you are mine, you are still mine my queen. Tell me,” he demanded as he thrust deeper into her.

“Still yours. I am still yours,” she panted her answer.

This is insane, how moments like this render her into an unthinking mess.

One minute she was full of doubts but just one touch from him and all those doubts fade away.

She knew those doubts and fears will resurface once her mind cleared. She is already expecting that much.

But for now, she is his. And he is hers. Without caring for the dictates of society and even the cry of her own conscience. For now, she will believe it, he is hers.

“I love you, always. There is only you I have loved from the start,” he grunted as he slammed his hips against hers, making her body jerk from the intensity of the thrust.

“Too much,” she complained as she tried to push away.

“No, baby. You don’t get to push me away or tell me to slow down. I can’t. I can’t do what you ask of me,” his body rocked with hers as he bent her even more, her body clung to the counter as he continued to rail her.

“Please, slow down a little. Not so rough,” she gasped, feeling his movements become even more desperate.

“No, I can’t. I can’t lose you, Mary. I’ll fill you up with my pups so you don’t get to leave me. Do you know how frustrating this is, to keep proving myself to you,” he yanked her hair and stuffed her mouth with his tongue.

“No more of doubts and hesitation. If my words are not enough. Then I’ll breed you even if it is not what you wanted. I’ll fill you up with our babies so your insecurity can stop ruining what we have. I won’t let you escape,” he grunted as her walls tightened around his shaft, gripping his cock as warm liquid filled her up.

Her mind blanked out as numerous orgasms hit her at once. Her nails embedded themselves in her skin as she clenched her fist.

Her limbs flailing in the air as she remained bent over the counter, his cock still buried deep inside of her as she chased after her breathing.

He kissed her hair and began moving yet again, not giving her any reprieve. She tried to struggle as her body is still so worn out, still so sensitive.

“No, I can’t,” he whispered. “I won’t let you get away. Until you have the slightest hesitation to stay beside me, I’ll keep on doing this.”

“Cant. I’ll break, please,” she mumbled as she tried to push away from the counter, but his boulder of a body kept her in place.

“It is better for you to break than for me to lose you. I’ll still love you the same way even if all you can think of is me doing this to you. I’ll still love you even when you’ve become silly and desperate,” he whispered in her ear.

He kept kissing her hair, sniffing her scent on her neck as his body began to rock hers again. Her wails of protest landed on deaf ears.

“I’ll make you believe me, my queen. This is the only way I know. The only way I can be satisfied you won’t run away. I’ll fill you up with my seed over and over and I’ll make sure you bear my pups,” he chuckled.

“Please, not safe now,” she begged him. He shouldn’t do it, they agreed she wouldn’t bear him a child to avoid more complications. And yet now that he knew she was on her fertile period he shot his loads into her.

“I can’t honey. I have decided. I will breed you, you will bear me a child. Children, no matter how many, are necessary to keep you here with me,” he kissed her hair again as he slammed his cock into her core.

“I will listen. Please, we have decided before. You promised me a baby is not necessary,” she felt her eyes tear up.

She didn’t want to bear him a child, not when he already had an heir. To bring forth such a child is to make their situation worse.

The child will have to deal with the pack’s politics at an early age. He will bear the hatred of many and the spite of Dominus’s wife and the legal heir.

“I don’t care anymore about what I promised,” he pushed himself even deeper into her core.

“I have grown desperate my queen. I couldn’t let you get away. No, you can hate me but you can’t leave me. The only way I can make sure you never attempt to leave me again is this. No one will question your standing again, not even yourself. I’ll claim you as my mate,” he growled and bit hard into her shoulder as he forced open her womb, spilling his seeds over and over.

She felt indignation over what was happening, but soon it was all replaced by unprecedented bliss as he knotted into her, and fucked her over and over.

He carried her back into their bed when she finally lost consciousness. He kissed her hair and muttered apologies.

However pathetic this makes him look, he will breed her and make her his mate. He will require an heir from her and he will marry her. He will reverse religion if needed, as long as she remains his.

It has not been done before and many will see it as an act of defiance against the moon goddess herself and the breaking of a sacred oath. But even an impending rebellion will be easier for him to take than to go another day being filled with fear that he will find her gone.

“I love you, my queen. Please try to understand that I’m doing this for us,” he whispered, sniffing her scent as he buried himself inside her again.

No there will be no rest until he was satisfied that she has been fully bred. His mind won’t let him rest until he had that assurance.

“A few months will be sufficient,” he chuckled. “And then, you’ll never doubt it. You’ll never doubt that you are mine.”