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Bred in the Dark III (Monster gangbang breeding story)

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15 pages14 minutes

Summary

Book 3 of 3. Also available in a 3-story bundle.

After weeks of rough sex with her dominant cave-creature, Georgia still isn't pregnant. Then she goes down to the river and attracts the attention of a group of males who come too close for comfort. Could they have the answer to her problem? And what if her master finds out?

Contains a reluctant gangbang with six cave-monsters, double penetration, rough oral sex and too many orgasms to keep track of.

This short story is roughly 3,700 words long and is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

EXCERPT
I let myself sink down until the river came up to my chin. They were coming closer – probably as curious about me as I was about them. Some of the females carried babies in their arms, dangling them in the warm water. Not for the first time, I wondered if I would ever be in that position.

It wasn’t until I saw the females all wade up onto the bank that I started to think something might be wrong.

When they were out of the water, I was left with the six or seven males who had come out to bathe. Trying to appear casual, I turned around and made my way back to dry land. It didn’t take them more than a few seconds to surround me. We were out of the deeper water when they began to press in closer. I stayed as low as I could, keeping as much of my naked body out of sight as possible.

I was trapped. No one made a sound as the pale, sinewy cave-creatures closed in on me. I turned this way and that, desperate to find a way out, but the gaps between them were too small. In the end, I panicked and ducked under the water, thinking I could swim away from them. I was doing my best not to speculate, but there must have been a reason why the females had left the river.

With my lungs aching from lack of air, I swam between them. I scrabbled for an opening, hoping they wouldn’t know where I’d gone. The sound of my heartbeat pounded through my head, amplified because I was underwater. I was almost free.
But then a hand closed around my ankle and I knew it was too late.

Fingers wrapped themselves around my arms and legs and they pulled me back up to the surface. I struggled, thrashing about in the water, but they just dragged me through the currents to the shallows and laid me on my back.

Steam from the water rose off their bodies as they kneeled over me. They were so strong – like my lover. But there were six of them.
I looked from one to the next and a tingle started up between my legs.

No. I couldn’t. It was wrong for me to want them.

I tugged my arms upwards, ashamed that I hadn’t struggled harder. Then I stopped pretending that I wanted to get free.

Maybe they could give me what my master couldn’t.

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