Breeder

Cara Bristol

To secure his legacy, Commander Dak, a ruling Alpha of planet Parseon, purchases Omra, a breeder slave. He intends to impregnate her, produce a son, and hand her off to his anointed beta partner. As Dak and Omra discover a sexual ...
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To secure his legacy, Commander Dak, a ruling Alpha of planet Parseon, purchases Omra, a breeder slave. He intends to impregnate her, produce a son, and hand her off to his anointed beta partner. As Dak and Omra discover a sexual bliss banned by law, he 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.

  • Note:Contains both M/F and M/M sexual practices.
Excerpt
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. He hadn’t noticed her on his way into the Breeder Containment Facility; the habitation unit had appeared empty.

Dak turned to the BCF director and sighed. “What about her?”

The beta’s already crooked mouth drooped farther in distaste. “My apologies, Commander. You don’t want that one.”

Sival’s disparagement piqued Dak’s interest. The director’s opinion had proven worthless; none of the breeders he’d preselected for inspection had rated close to satisfactory.

“I would like to see her,” Dak insisted.

“Very well, Commander.” Sival saluted and opened the habitation cell with a master entry card. 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. Other breeders had preened as soon as they’d noticed him and his chest-insignia identification. He wasn’t just an alpha. He was the Alpha.

This breeder’s lack of respect and failure to adhere to Protocol by acknowledging his presence struck him as odd. Dak frowned. “Is she mentally deficient?”

Sival tightened his lips. “No, stubborn, ill behaved. She would not befit an Alpha Commander.” He nudged the female’s hip with the toe of his boot. “Rise to your feet.” She did not respond, and he moved to prod her again. Dak forestalled him with a wave and grasped the female’s arm.

“You will stand.” He hauled her upright. She averted her face, so he grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. Tangled hair the color of black heating stones fell back from an oval face to reveal eyes like the Parseon moon. The glimmer of intelligence that sparked within the violet depths aroused his interest more than anything else he’d seen so far. Nature had bestowed the Parseon people with an exceptionally strong immune system so that they rarely required medical intervention, but breeders by nature were weak, and so many of the ones he’d seen had seemed dull or ill or both. This one’s skin, when unsmudged by grime and dirt, probably glowed like the pale sands of the Ospian Sea. He supposed, as breeders went, she wasn’t unattractive, although the stench emanating from her was. His beta would throw a fit if he dragged such a creature into their domicile.

“Why is she so filthy?” he asked.

“She refuses to bathe.”

As Dak scrutinized her facial features for shape and symmetry, he noted little imperfection or dysgenics other than her lack of hygiene and her gender. 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, stepped back, and assessed her from head to toe. He exceeded the height of most males, alphas included, 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. He could not remember the last time he’d experienced such a spontaneous reaction—if he ever had. 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. Not all alphas and their betas treated breeders well. If he chose her, she would be adequately fed and housed. His command 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 as well.

“What is she called?” Dak asked.

“Her sire named her Omra.”

Peace, it meant.

He parted Omra’s 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.

Sival’s face reddened. “Commander, I apologize. I will have her flogged.”

“Unnecessary. I will take care of it.” He unclipped the sudon from his belt. Crafted from the tail of the baronian ilyx, the stiff leather sudon bore the protrusions where the venomous quills had been removed. As he’d not needed to use it before, scant amounts of venom remained in the raised areas, which caused temporary but vicious stinging.

The breeder shrieked when he hauled her slight body over to the stone bench. He sat and yanked her over his lap, raising her buttocks into position. Despite his focus on correcting her behavior, he took notice of the roundness of her backside, plump for such a skinny female. Her natural padding was fortunate. Though the whipping would hurt, it would not injure her.

He brought the sudon down hard on one cheek. She howled, and he smacked again, placing a dimpled red streak next to the first.

“You will not bite,” he said and marked the other side. “You will obey. You will follow Protocol.”

With precision and force, he welted her pale flesh. Her caterwauling drowned out the omnipresent din of the containment center. She flailed her arms and legs in an attempt to escape, but he hung on to her waist with one hand and continued to paddle.

By the time he’d decided her chastisement had been sufficient, her buttocks, marked by inflamed dots caused by the protrusions on the sudon, radiated heat and redness, and her body had gone limp across his lap, although she continued to sob.

He reattached the sudon to his belt, opposite his dagger side, which also bore his holstered LPD, a lasered projectile device. Without the interference of her struggles, he continued his examination. Her legs had fallen open to reveal her sex, and his eyes widened at the sight of the heavy lock-ring piercing her inner labia. Dak jerked his gaze to the director. “She has never been bred.”

“It would appear not.” Sival shifted on spindly legs that supported a torso swollen by gluttony.

“You did not judge this female worthy of mention?”

Sival fluttered his hands. “Her behavior—”

“—can be corrected by discipline and training. But virgin breeding status is a rare commodity.”

“I mean no contradiction or disrespect, Commander, but she is incorrigible.”

Dak glanced at a docile Omra slumped over his lap. Sobs had dwindled to sniffles. “She does not appear to be incorrigible now.” He tugged on the metal locking device. The telenium ring had been fused; it would have to be cut off before breeding. “I am Alpha. I must be 100 percent certain that male offspring be mine and not another’s.”

Sival shifted on his heels and bowed his head in a picture of obeisance. “I apologize, Commander, for my lack of foresight.”

Dak studied Sival. His left eye opened larger than the right, which caused his pockmarked face to appear lopsided. Though not uncommon for men to be nervous in an Alpha’s presence, Sival fidgeted more than the norm, and Dak had begun to question whether respect or subterfuge motivated his lack of eye contact. Dak had assumed the director’s failure to produce quality females for inspection had resulted from a dearth of intelligence, but intuition supported by Sival’s behavior strongly suggested the misunderstandings arose from a willful deception. The director hadn’t overlooked Omra; he’d omitted her. The dishonesty was bad enough, but the egregious neglect in the BCF warranted prompt attention. The beta didn’t realize it, but he would be flogged and demoted from director to habitation unit cleaner. Dak sniffed and resisted the urge to cover his nose. All the cells needed cleaning. And this one was the worst.

No wonder Omra appeared so unkempt, her hair matted and lank, her skin darkened by grime. Had she refused to bathe, or had she been forbidden to? He did not trust the director. Undoubtedly, Omra’s sire would be displeased if he’d been aware of her condition. He’d cared enough to have her purity guaranteed by the piercing, and not with any lock-ring, but one forged from telenium, the hardest, most precious Parseon metal. Its presence increased her value and thereby her purchase price.

Dak’s groin tightened as he examined the pink folds of her sex, the puffier outer ones and her inner pierced labia. That no other alpha had ejaculated his seed into her womb pleased him. If he purchased her, he would remove her sire’s ring and replace it with his own, coded to his genetics so he could remove it but no one else could. He tugged on the ring again and took note of the nub poking out from beneath the hood of flesh at the top of her labia. A clitoris, it was called. A mishap of nature with no function or purpose.

He’d heard ribald snickers that Terran males manipulated—sometimes even licked or sucked—the clitoris of their females to bring them to a rapturous state. The clitoris of a Parseon female brought her no pleasure at all. And even if it did, what would it matter? Males did not concern themselves with pleasing females. A breeder served the male—not the other way around. Protocol decreed it.

But…he pinched Omra’s pink nub experimentally and rubbed the tip with his finger. She jerked, and her body stiffened, but she gave no sign the contact brought her anything close to pleasure.

Nature inexplicably had designed females to be inferior and substandard in mind and body, but they still deserved a certain level of care. Healthy offspring, sons to carry on the genetic lineage, required a healthy incubator. The filth, the lack of nutritious food as well as basic services of the BCF had appalled him, offended his personal sense of decency. He treated his conveyance animals better than this. No creature should be subjected to the conditions in which the breeders had been kept.

He shifted on the stone bench and used Omra’s body to shield his erection from view. Impregnation required a degree of arousal, of course, but to be so easily stirred by a female would be considered deviant and unseemly. An Alpha must maintain the upper hand at all times, so he would not seek his pleasure with a peer, but neither was it appropriate to wallow with a breeder. Only betas and alphas unworthy of their rank availed themselves of females for pleasure. A voice of prudence warned he should pass her up because she had incited his lust so easily, but she was the sole quality female he’d found. Every time he had traveled on official business, he had visited the containment facility in the area, hoping to find an acceptable breeder. He’d found none.

Midway through the third decade of his life, he needed to produce a son, another Alpha who potentially could carry on his legacy in his province. Omra was unbred, untainted by another alpha’s semen, which made her the best incubator. Assuming the rest of her checked out. Dak had to consider Corren’s needs too. When they’d discussed bringing a breeder into their domicile, his beta had requested one with a tight channel.

“Do you have a prophylactic glove?” He glanced at Sival.

The director hesitated but withdrew an elasticene hand cover from his uniform pocket. Dak slipped it on and waited until his body’s warmth activated the lubricant. The ring ensured the purity of her virgin breeding status, but that didn’t mean her anal passage hadn’t been overused by the guards or the director. A female with tight muscle tone would provide Corren with the means to relieve his sexual tension. When beta was happy, everyone was happy.

He parted Omra’s inflamed cheeks and pressed his finger to her puckered opening.

She reared back, twisting, kicking, and flailing her arms. Howling. Monto, this female could screech.

“Now, Omra, we will have none of that.” He snagged the sudon and slapped it several times against her welted buttocks. She tried to cover herself with her hands, so he secured them against the small of her back. What slender wrists she had. But how she fought! A warrior by training, Dak couldn’t help but admire her fire. It almost would be a shame to break her spirit, but docility in a breeder was a necessity. His erection throbbed. How odd this ill-behaved, filthy female aroused such an immediate, visceral reaction.

When she ceased fighting, he inserted his gloved finger into her anus. She whimpered as he forced the digit past two sphincters into her rectum. “Relax, Omra,” he said to soothe her. “Tensing will cause you more pain.”

But she remained rigid as he added a second digit and pumped both to test muscle tone. Her walls squeezed his fingers. Excellent. She would serve Corren’s needs perfectly. He eyed the lock-ring. And his.

He looked up at the director. “Prepare the paperwork. I will take this one.”

Dak extracted his fingers and set her on her feet. He removed the glove and tossed it to Sival, who shoved it into a portable waste receptacle. He pinched Omra’s right nipple, still beaded from the cold. “Have her tagged with my insignia. I will pick her up at dawn’s light.”

Sival opened the cell gate. “See that she bathes too,” Dak said as he stepped into the corridor. Instinct caused him to halt and peer over his shoulder. All timorousness had vanished from Sival’s demeanor, and the director glowered at Omra. Like a candle softening, his scowl melted into obsequiousness when he noticed Dak’s scrutiny.

Dak drew himself to his full commanding height. “No one, and I mean no one, is to use her for his pleasure. She belongs to me now. Do you understand?”

Sival’s throat worked. “Of course, Commander.” He scooted out of the cell. It locked with a clank.

Copyright © Cara Bristol

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an amazing read Review by Melissa
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Breeder take you on a journey in a women who is nothing more then a incubator for an alpha to put his essence into so that she can pop out his baby but can the man overcome what he was brought up to believe will protocol continue to stop him from showing his love to a breeder
Omra is a breeder she is nothing but what protocol dictates her to be and that is a baby machine she is in a cell where the man who runs the BCF sival he wishes to keep so he can sell her to a alien emperor but she sneezes and an alpha named Dak hear her and insist on seeing her when he finds her filthy and in poor living conditions he feels pity for her and asks to buy her
Alpha Dak is one of five leaders on the planet Parseon he wants a breeder to make his kids and to keep his beta company while he is running his portion of Parseon but what he docent know is that his beta is a cruel man who is continuously cheating on him with a man he introduces as his brother at a function he shows his true colors and hits Omra finally seeing the man his beta is he instructs him to wait in their room but his beta sees this as his time to leave and go to the enclave where anyone can have a breeder and live a normal life beyond protocol
Will Dak see the precious gift he has been given by omra or will protocol dictate his actions forever? will her love be strong enough to survive all odds or will she end up heart broken to find out the answers to the questions and more i strongly suggest you read this book its worth it 5 gold stars for a great book i couldn't put it down cant wait to read more
(Posted on 6/18/2014)
Stumbled Upon this Author and Loved Her! Review by Jessica
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I was browsing for something new to read and stumbled upon this book and boy was I glad I did! The development of a man so use to the culture dictations and unable to understand the concept of needing a mate or significant other then breeding children to him falling in love and breaking ties with dysfunction ideals was amazing! The dynamics were all there and made me as the reader want even more. I can't wait to see what this author comes up with next! (Posted on 5/19/2014)
Unexpectedly great Review by NicJo
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I went into reading this book with some preconceived notions that I was not going to love it because of the premise of sexual slavery. However, I was blown away. The writing and the character development was fantastic. You felt a connection with the main characters. The secondary characters were fully developed and their storylines added to instead of detracted from the whole tale. I would definitely recommend this book to anyone! (Posted on 4/27/2014)
Gripping, well written Review by Renee
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This book was excellent- well written, and very gripping. I finished it in a day.

However, despite the set-up- complete and abject sexual slavery- I did find the romance itself surprisingly tame for my tastes. Dak was a little *too* nice! The sex was exciting, but also a little too infrequent for this to be good fap material. This is why it gets only 4 stars from me.

But, I am *particularly* debauched. I think most readers who enjoy sci fi or BDSM romance will thoroughly enjoy this one, both for the plot, and the erotica aspect.
(Posted on 12/13/2013)
Irresistible & Gripping Read Review by Corinne Alexander
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Breeder is one of the best books I have read in a long time. It thrilled me from the first word until the last. This is not your typical spanking novel. There were spankings, yes. There was romance, yes. However, the world created was full of intrigue, violence, injustice, hope, beauty, strength, and revolution. I was on the edge of my seat anticipating every word. It is unlike anything I have ever read in the spanking genre. I ate up every single bite of this delicious four course meal.

In a dystopian sci-fi world where everything revolves around protocol Dak is the supreme Alpha. Everything in his life revolves around rules, expectations, and showing no weakness. Omra is a breeder who has found herself at the lowest of lows. She has suffered unspeakable abuse at the hands of those in charge of her. From the first moment he set eyes on Omra in the Breeder Containment Facility she has an on Dak that caresses and fundamentally changes something deep inside of him slowly unfurling into something he cannot ignore. In a society where males are revered & women have only one capacity; breeding, what happens when you find out that everything you have been taught & believed in your entire life was a lie. What happens when one man dares to defy everything that his world is balanced on?

This is an irresistible tale of love in a fast paced, heart pounding, gripping read. Sci-fi lovers are going to be in high heaven. Even if you aren’t a sci-fi or a spanking fan I will go out on a limb and say that the story is going to grab your attention and not allow you to look away. The writing and storytelling is that good.

Cara Bristol has blown me out of the water with this one. I knew it was going to be good, but not only has it met my expectations, but it has far exceeded them! She’s bringing a new level to this genre. Breeder had everything I love in a novel both in spanking & mainstream genres.
(Posted on 10/31/2013)
This erotic sci-fi will stay with you. Review by Lisa Medley
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Who knew erotica and sci-fi go together like peanut butter and jelly?

Breeder was an amazing read. This is the sixth book I've read by Cara Bristol and they just get better and better. While this is much different from her Rod & Can series, I was drawn in immediately. Omra's dire situation at the opening of the book had me enthralled and fearing for her life. I loved the growth of Dak and Omra separately and as a couple and the tension was so tight at one point I almost skipped to the end to make sure they were going to be okay. (Yeah, I do that sometimes.) I can't take the suspense!

As I watched the progress bar near 100% on my Kindle, I actually found myself reading slower so I could draw it out. I didn't want to leave Parseon or Dak and Omra.

The writing was impeccable and the sex was smokin' hot. So many neat touches (no pun intended) like the sudon (you'll have to read to find out) and Omra's Telenium lock-ring. The world-building details were equally as impressive, and I enjoyed her turn-of-phrase for ordinary things. It was fun translating those details to our Earthly world.

Overall, an excellent read and I can't wait for more.
(Posted on 10/29/2013)
Loved It Review by Natasha Knight
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Cara Bristol consistently writes a good book - that's without doubt. This is her first Sci-fi - or maybe it's my first sci-fi from her, but the romance most certainly takes precedence. The sci-fi is a lot of fun and you can really see how she let herself just explore and be creative. Loved it. Loved the world she created. What I loved more though was the romance between the breeder (Omra) and her Alpha Dak. It was most definitely sexy - which I expected and I got. Dak falling in love with Omra was beautiful, it was as though he knew the right way to be and she just kind of gave him the courage to be that way - to do the right thing against the majority. He was courageous and a true Alpha and Omra was intelligent yet kind, she knew how to be submissive, actually I think I'd say she was just submissive. She had a mind of her own but knew the world she lived in and adapted to it in order to survive. In the end, the good guys won and there was an HEA (with an opening for Book 2 of course). Loved the book - totally different than any other I've read from Cara and did not disappoint. (Posted on 10/28/2013)
Loved it! Review by Kelsey
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I received a copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.

You can't go wrong with a book by Cara Bristol. I've read every one of her books and have loved them all. When I first heard about Breeder on Cara Bristol's blog I was thrilled. In general I am not a huge sci-fan fan, but I do love alpha males and knew before reading the book that it was going to be a favorite of mine. I was right. Dak is everything one would wish for in an alpha - strong, confident, and extremely dominant.

I loved the whole concept in Breeder of a male dominated world where females had no rights. Not that I'd want to live in a world like that. I loved it because the main characters Dak and Omra questioned the society and worked to change it. It was like reading about women's right to vote, but in a futuristic world. An extremely interesting concept and very different from a lot of what I read. It was like a cross between 1984 and Downton Abbey.

Cara's characters were all extremely well developed, as usual. The whole world Parseon world was also very detailed. I truly felt transported to a new place. I understood the culture, society, and people themselves.

I highly recommend Breeder and can't wait for the next in the series.
(Posted on 10/28/2013)
Best Sci-fi erotica I've read in a long time Review by Evelyn Berry
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Sci-fi romance is a delicate mix of science fiction and romance. If the mix isn’t done correctly, you may have more romance than sci-fi or more sci-fi than romance (meh, that’s okay). BUT, when the right author comes along (in this case Cara Bristol) and synthesizes world-building, complex social structures, passion, and love…it is distilled in an amalgamation showing us the “true power” of science fiction romance – I love this genre so much because it has the capacity to transport us to new worlds, to challenge how we see people, other societies, and by holding a mirror to ourselves it allows us to explore our relationships and how love can change us (Whew, long sentence).
Another reviewer mentioned Bristol’s ‘courage of the storytelling’. YES! There were many times when I was reading (even in the beginning) when I wanted to turn away, it was uncomfortable for me to ‘see’ this society, to be THERE! among the breeders, alphas, and betas, but I was compelled to read on to find out what was going to happen next. This is a violent world for women (on Parseon and on Earth) and Bristol doesn’t soften it for readers or place things behind ‘closed doors’. When we are told this is the way things are, these are the rules of society (Protocol), how many us would question and fight for change? That question is the mirror I took away from this story. What made me uncomfortable in the beginning of the book was how complacent everyone was to these atrocities. And what compels a leader (an Alpha and on top of the hierarchy) to risk everything for change?
Bristol holds a magnifying class to gender hierarchy distorting this society to grotesque proportions, yet simultaneously (and masterfully, I might add) building this ‘forbidden’ relationship between Dak and Omra. Every thread in this story is tightly woven – there is not one scene (violent, erotic, or otherwise) or character that is unessential to plot or conflict – to build a tale that challenges the reader (and has personally changed me for the better)….and isn’t THAT what good sci-fi romance is supposed to do? YES!
(Posted on 10/25/2013)
Must be savored! Review by Katherine
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I thoroughly enjoyed reading Cara Bristol's "Breeder.

It's a wonderful combination of romance, spanking fiction, and action- all set in a science fiction setting. She has created a new world full of passion and aggression, a society where males dominate and females submit. I adored this book, and cannot wait to read the next in this series!

The thing that struck me most about this story was the line between men and women. Men were takers, women were givers. And there was no room for middle ground or compromise - at least not at the beginning. But the story took us through a wonderful adventure of an Alpha Male (The Alpha Male!) who dared to not only show a female compassion, but also to fall in love with her!

In Breeder, the lesson learned is about male and female learning to work together, and to love each other. One will not thrive without the other. They have a symbiotic relationship, bettering each other as each betters herself (or himself). The story's plot centered on characters that learned to use their differences to complement each other, and find value in what each had to offer.

This was one of the sexiest science fiction stories, I have read in a long time!

Congratulations to Ms. Bristol for combining all of these genres to make a world that I cannot wait to escape into again! I can't wait for the next book in the series!
(Posted on 10/24/2013)
A Must Read! Review by S.J. Maylee
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Breeder is a powerful and gripping read. It's a page turner for sure. Cara Bristol has created an interesting and well developed world with a lopsided society. The love and emotion she creates in her characters pushes at their very beliefs and naturally not everyone is eager for change. This story has some great suspense and I had no idea how it was going to end. It's a page turner till the very end. I love that.

Cara wasted no time in getting me to care for her characters, Omra and Dak. In fact, there were a few points in the story where I got really nervous for them. Rarely can an author get me to care that much about characters. It's pretty impressive. Dak is Alpha, yes he is. When he falls for Omra, he falls with every fiber in his being. Yum! Omra is a breeder. Even though she's been told that's all she is, she's so much more and watching her grow was captivating. She was a joy to root for.

I love this book for many reasons. It has one of the most beautiful love scenes I've read. If you're a fan of the author's domestic discipline story lines, you won't be disappointed. It has a natural place in the story. I'm so glad Cara is giving us more books in this world. I can't wait for the next.

Note from SJ: I received a copy of this book from the author in exchange for my honest and fair review.
(Posted on 10/19/2013)
Phenomenal Review by Aubrey
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Dak is an Alpha commander and everything he has ever known is changed when he obtains a breeder. Omra awakens longings and emotions in Dak he should find aberrant, but still he's drawn to her. That along with her ability to obtain knowledge and sexual capacity for pleasure make him question the teachings of his world and what is truly best for his people.

Omra is so resilient. She has been cultivated not to question how she is treated, or have any expectations for life at all. Seeing the world, Parseon and Terran (Earth), from her eyes is really a trip. The passion and love that grows between Omra and Dak is palpable. The sensuality of their sexual discovery is off the charts only made that much more exceptional by it's essence of the forbidden.

Dak really stole the show for me. I completely fell in love with him. His journey to do what's best for Omra, himself, and his people is truly moving.

Cara Bristol has outdone herself. Breeder is outstandingly well written. This book not only made me re-examine how I see the world but how others see the world. I'm a big fan of Sci-fi and I believe this story should rank as one of the best in Sci-fi erotic romance. I wasn't even halfway through when I realized it was going to be one of my personal favorites.
(Posted on 10/17/2013)

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