Bred by Granddaddy and Daddy

MFM Taboo Incest Erotica. Two relatives, one mission: Breed her.

My father and grandfather are relentless, dominant, and dangerously addictive. They want to breed me, fill me until I’m overflowing, until I’m carrying their baby.

And I crave it—every dirty, filthy thing they do to me.

When they’re not around, I’m a mess of need and desire, counting down the minutes until they’re back, ready to use me again. They take me rough and raw, their hunger for me insatiable. I’m their plaything and I love every second of it.

Bred by Daddy and Granddaddy is a continuation of a taboo romantic erotica series featuring dominant older men, their willing daughter/granddaughter, explicit sexual scenes, and a forbidden attraction that knows no bounds.

Word count: 6200. All characters are 18+
The cover picture is 100% created with AI.

Excerpt

What if this is just a game to them? What if, once I’m pregnant, they move on to someone new? Someone fresh, someone who doesn’t come with all the baggage of being their…f*ck, what am I really? Their daughter. Their granddaughter. Their br33ding toy?

This is getting me nowhere. I’m not even pregnant yet. I need to focus on the here and now, and just enjoy whatever time I have with them.

The sound of the front door opening makes my body tingle. They’re home.

I sit up straighter on the couch, smoothing down my dress as if they’ll care what I’m wearing when I know they really won’t. They’ll just strip it off me the second they get their hands on me.

“Jannie,” Lucas calls out, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. “Where are you?”

“In here.”

They walk into the living room, and my heart flutters at the sight of them. Lucas, tall and commanding, his piercing blue eyes locked onto me like I’m the only thing that matters. Ethan’s dark eyes glinting with that sadistic edge that makes my stomach flip. If someone made me choose which one I liked better, I wouldn’t be able to. I love how caring Lucas is, but I also enjoy the dangerous thrill I get when my father is rough with me.

“Have you been a good girl while we were gone?” Ethan asks, his voice low and teasing.

“Always,” I say, though we both know it’s a lie. I’m anything but good when it comes to them.

Lucas’s gaze is intense and hungry. “We’ve been thinking about you all day. About how much we want to fill you again.”

My breath hitches, and I can feel the wetness pooling between my legs. “I want that too,” I whisper.

Ethan chuckles. “You’re such a needy little sl*t, aren’t you?”

“Only for you.”

Lucas reaches out, his hand cupping my chin and tilting my face up to meet his gaze. “You’re ours. Always.”

The words send a rush of heat through me, and I melt into his touch. If I was smarter, I’d realize how messed up this was, that no matter what they tell me, that won’t change reality. No matter how much I wish they loved me, one day, I’ll have to learn how to live without them.

But instead, I sink to my knees in front of the sofa. “I’m ready for you.”

I open my mouth and wait.