It has a dark side to it that will have triggers for some readers, but it also has a gentler side as well. Parseon males do not value females. They have no rights and must do as bidded by all males. They are seen as inferior and simple minded. The females are basically slaves to the Alpha and Beta males.
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He intends to impregnate her, produce a son, and hand her off to his anointed beta partner, Corren. Any infractions of the rules by her will be harshly punished. But as Dak and Omra discover a sexual bliss banned by law, Dak begins to question the traditions and ways of his people, causing him to jeopardize his command and endanger the life of the woman he has come to love.
Dak has enemies, men who will not hesitate to exploit his fondness for Omra, and use it to portray him as unfit to rule as Alpha. Breeder excerpt Chapter One If not for the sneeze, Dak would have exited the musty, dank corridor, but the muffled sound caught his attention. When he squinted into the darkened cell, he spotted a female crouched on a straw mat in the corner. Dak turned to the BCF director and sighed.
Dak stepped into the small enclosure. The director followed, and the metal gate clanked shut. The naked female drew into a tighter ball and tucked her face deeper into the crook of her arm. He was the Alpha. The lack of respect and failure to adhere to Protocol by acknowledging his presence struck him as odd. Dak frowned. She averted her face, so he grabbed her chin. Tangled hair the color of black heating stones fell away from an oval face to reveal eyes like the Parseon moon.
His beta would throw a fit if he dragged such a creature into their domicile. When cleaned up, she would please the eye, but to bear his sons, it mattered more that she be healthy and strong. He released her face and assessed her from head to toe. He exceeded the height of most males, while she stood smaller than the average female. The top of her head failed to even meet his shoulder. She was thinner than other breeders too, although her chest bore an abundance of fatty breast tissue.
In the chill of the cell, her nipples had puckered to hard points. Despite the coolness, he was experiencing a rise in temperature. A dormant lust chose that moment to kindle, causing heat to coil in his abdomen and groin.
With the pads of his fingers, he probed the sides of her neck for swollen areas. The way she trembled under his touch aroused a sliver of sympathy. Breeders lacked courage, and uncertainty frightened them. Command of his province consumed his time and energy, which left his beta alone for long stretches.
A breeder would relieve Corren of household chores and provide him with a physical outlet. He parted her lips with his fingers and slipped a digit into her mouth, running it along her upper gum line to check the solidness of her teeth. At a flash in her eyes, he jerked his hand away a centisecond before she snapped her jaws together, so that her incisor only grazed the tip of his finger. I will have her flogged.
Breeder (Breeder #1) by Cara Bristol
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