Day 4: Breeding Kink

Day 4: Breeding Kink

Violet sat on the edge of the bed, her legs tucked beneath her, her heart hammering in her chest as she met Xaden's gaze. She had seen him possessive before, seen the way he could get when his emotions ran high. But tonight was different. There was something deeper, something more primal lurking beneath the surface, and it made her pulse race with equal parts excitement and anticipation.

"Xaden…" she began, her voice soft, almost tentative, but the look in his eyes cut her off before she could finish. There was no need for words—not tonight.

He took a step closer, his muscles tense beneath his shirt, his breath heavy as he stood over her, his gaze never wavering. Violet could feel the heat radiating off him, the raw energy of his need washing over her like a wave. It made her skin prickle, her breath hitching as she shifted slightly on the bed, her body already reacting to the intensity of his presence.

"Mine," Xaden muttered, the word slipping from his lips like a growl. It wasn't a question; it was a statement, a declaration of ownership, of something primal that had been brewing inside him for days.

Violet's breath caught in her throat, her heart skipping a beat at the raw possessiveness in his voice. She had always known Xaden was fiercely protective of her, had always felt the intensity of his emotions when it came to their relationship. But this… this was different. This wasn't just about protection. This was about claiming her, about marking her as his in a way that left no room for doubt.

He stepped forward again, his hand reaching out to cup her chin, tilting her face up so that she was forced to meet his gaze. His fingers were rough against her skin, but the touch sent a jolt of electricity through her, her pulse quickening as she saw the fire burning in his dark eyes.

"You're mine, Violet," he said, his voice low and rough, filled with an almost primal urgency. "Do you understand that?"

Her lips parted, her breath coming in short, shallow bursts as she nodded, her body already trembling with the anticipation of what was to come. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Xaden's thumb brushed against her lower lip, his gaze darkening as he leaned closer, his breath hot against her skin. "I need to hear you say it," he growled, his voice thick with need. "Tell me you're mine."

Violet swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest as she met his gaze, the intensity of his demand sending a thrill through her. "I'm yours," she whispered, her voice soft but steady. "I've always been yours."

That was all it took.

Xaden's lips crashed against hers, his kiss rough and demanding, as if he couldn't get enough of her. His hands slid down her sides, gripping her hips as he pulled her closer, his body pressing against hers with an almost desperate need. Violet's fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she returned his kiss with equal fervor, her body responding to his touch in a way that was almost instinctual.

He was everywhere, his hands, his mouth, his breath—possessive, consuming, like he wanted to devour her whole. Violet's body ached for him, her skin tingling with anticipation as he kissed his way down her neck, his teeth grazing her skin in a way that made her gasp. He was marking her, leaving little reminders of his claim on her skin, and each touch, each bite, sent a shiver of pleasure down her spine.

"You have no idea how much I want this," Xaden muttered against her skin, his voice rough and breathless. "How much I need to make you mine. Completely."

Violet's breath hitched as his words washed over her, the raw intensity of his desire sending a pulse of heat straight to her core. She could feel the primal need radiating off him, the way his body trembled with the effort of holding himself back, of not losing control entirely.

"Then take me," she whispered, her voice barely more than a breathless plea as her fingers slid down his chest, tugging at the hem of his shirt. "I'm yours, Xaden. I want you to make me yours."

His eyes darkened at her words, and before she could say anything else, he had her pinned beneath him on the bed, his hands gripping her wrists as he held her in place, his body pressing against hers with an almost feral intensity. His breath was hot against her neck, his lips brushing against her skin as he growled, "You're mine, Violet. And I'm going to make sure everyone knows it."

The words sent a shiver through her, her body trembling beneath him as he kissed his way down her chest, his hands sliding beneath the waistband of her pants, tugging them down in one swift motion. Violet's breath came in short, ragged bursts as she felt the cool air against her bare skin, the heat of Xaden's body pressing against her as he continued his relentless assault on her senses.

He was everywhere—his hands, his mouth, his breath—all of it consumed by the singular need to mark her, to claim her as his. His fingers traced the curve of her hips, his touch rough but purposeful, and Violet let out a soft moan as he gripped her thighs, spreading her legs wide as he settled between them.

"You have no idea how badly I want this," Xaden muttered, his voice low and possessive as he leaned over her, his dark eyes locking onto hers. "How badly I need to fill you, to make sure you're mine in every way."

Violet's breath hitched, her heart racing as his words sent a jolt of heat through her body. She could feel the primal need radiating off him, the way his hands gripped her thighs with a possessive urgency that made her body tremble beneath him.

"Xaden…" she breathed, her voice shaky with anticipation as she looked up at him, her body already aching for his touch. "I want it too. I want all of you."

That was all the permission he needed.

Xaden's fingers slid between her legs, his touch rough and deliberate as he teased her, his thumb pressing against her clit with just enough pressure to make her gasp. Her hips bucked instinctively, her body responding to his touch in a way that was almost automatic, the need for release building inside her with every movement.

"You're so wet for me," Xaden muttered, his voice thick with lust as his fingers slipped inside her, stretching her in a way that made her toes curl. "You want this as much as I do, don't you?"

Violet could barely breathe, her body trembling with need as she nodded, her fingers gripping the sheets as she arched her back, pushing herself against his hand. "Yes," she gasped, her voice breathless. "I need you, Xaden. Please."

His fingers moved faster, his thumb pressing harder against her clit as he brought her closer and closer to the edge, her body trembling with the effort of holding herself together. But just as she was about to fall over the edge, he pulled his hand away, leaving her gasping and trembling, her body aching for more.

"Not yet," Xaden growled, his voice dark and commanding as he positioned himself between her legs, his hands gripping her hips as he lined himself up with her. "I want to feel you come around me when I fill you. I want to make sure you're mine."

Violet's breath hitched, her heart racing as she felt the tip of him pressing against her entrance, the anticipation of what was to come making her entire body tremble with need. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and pleading, and Xaden's gaze darkened in response, his grip on her hips tightening as he thrust into her in one smooth motion.

The sensation was overwhelming, the fullness of him inside her sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body as she gasped, her fingers digging into the sheets. Xaden let out a low, guttural moan as he buried himself to the hilt, his hands gripping her hips so tightly it was almost painful.

"You're mine," he growled, his voice rough with desire as he began to move, his thrusts slow but deliberate, each one hitting her deep and hard. "No one else will ever have you like this. No one else will ever make you feel like this."

Violet's breath came in short, ragged bursts as she arched her back, her body trembling beneath him as the pleasure built with every thrust. She could feel the raw, primal need in his movements, the way he was completely consumed by the desire to claim her, to make her his in every possible way. Each powerful thrust drove deeper into her, sending sparks of pleasure surging through her veins, her mind dizzy from the intensity.

Xaden's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her skin as he held her in place, his pace unrelenting. His gaze was locked onto her, dark and possessive, his jaw clenched as he fought to keep control. But there was a wildness in his eyes, something primal that he could barely contain, and Violet could feel it in every movement, every breath.

"You feel that?" he growled, his voice rough and low, vibrating with desire. "Feel how deep I am inside you?"

Violet moaned, her head falling back against the pillows as she nodded, her body trembling beneath him. She could feel every inch of him, the way he filled her completely, and it was driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her breath was ragged, her skin slick with sweat, and the heat between them was almost unbearable.

"I'm going to fill you, Violet," Xaden rasped, his pace quickening as he thrust into her with even more intensity. His breath came in harsh, heavy gasps, his muscles tensing with the effort of holding himself together. "I'm going to fill you up until you can't take anymore. Until you're overflowing with me."

Violet's moans grew louder, her body responding to his words as the pleasure built higher and higher, her fingers gripping the sheets beneath her. The thought of him claiming her like that, of him marking her as his, sent a fresh wave of heat crashing through her, and she could feel herself teetering on the edge of release.

His hands slid down to her thighs, spreading her legs wider as he leaned over her, his lips brushing against her ear as he growled, "I want to breed you, Violet. I want to put my babies inside you."

Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes widening as his words sank in. The primal desire in his voice, the possessiveness, was overwhelming, and it sent a thrill through her that she hadn't expected. Her body trembled beneath him, the thought of him claiming her in that way, of creating something together, something powerful, filled her with a kind of need she hadn't known was possible.

"Xaden…" she breathed, her voice shaky as she met his gaze. "Yes. Yes, please…"

He let out a low, guttural growl, his hips snapping forward with a brutal intensity that made her cry out. His movements were rough now, driven by the need to mark her, to claim her in the most primal way possible. His breath was hot against her skin as he kissed and nipped at her neck, his fingers digging into her hips as he pounded into her with an almost feral urgency.

"You're going to take all of me," he growled, his voice dark and commanding as his thrusts grew harder, more insistent. "I'm going to fill you up, Violet. I'm going to put my seed inside you, and you're going to grow big and round with our children."

Violet moaned loudly, her body trembling beneath him as the pleasure surged through her, her mind spinning from the intensity of his words. The thought of carrying his children, of being marked by him in that way, sent her over the edge. Her release hit her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing beneath him as she cried out, her muscles tightening around him as she came.

Xaden's growl deepened, his pace becoming erratic as he felt her tighten around him. His breath was ragged, his body shaking with the effort of holding himself back, but he wasn't far behind her. The sight of her coming undone beneath him, her body trembling with pleasure, was too much.

"You're going to give me everything, Violet," he rasped, his voice thick with need as his movements grew more frantic. "You're going to give me sons. Our own little dragons."

Violet's heart pounded in her chest, her mind still spinning from the intensity of her release, but his words sent another wave of heat crashing through her. The thought of carrying his children, of building a family together, of having little ones that were part of both of them, made her pulse race even faster.

"Xaden…" she gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as she pulled him closer, her lips brushing against his. "Fill me. I want it. I want everything."

That was all it took.

With a final, brutal thrust, Xaden buried himself deep inside her, his breath catching in his throat as his release hit him. His body tensed, his grip on her hips tightening as he came, filling her with his seed. His growl was low and primal, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm as he emptied himself inside her, marking her as his in the most intimate way possible.

They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies tangled together, their breaths heavy and ragged as they came down from the intensity of their shared release. Xaden's head rested against her shoulder, his body still trembling slightly as he held her close, his hands roaming over her skin as if to reassure himself that she was still there, still his.