Breeding Kink Quotes

No boys allowed unless they have scales and a breeding kink.

No. Christ. Now give me that dragon dick, Blackbird.”  “No way.” I manage to slip out of my chair with the e-reader before he can grab me, waving it toward him in a taunt as I back away toward our rooms. “Goodnight, weirdo. I’m going to bed. Early bird gets the worm, you know. Might plan myself a solo hiking trip to Davis Creek. No boys allowed unless they have scales and a breeding kink.”  “Of all the times to forget my dinosaur onesie at home.” Rowan sighs,

Did I let you watch the bulls get turned out with the heifers too much as a child, boy?” I groan. “You got something against condoms?” “Dad.” “Some sort of breeding kink I don’t know about?” I throw an arm over my eyes. “Never talk to me again. That you even know that term is altogether too much information.

What is it with all of you delusional men? Does this entire town have a breeding kink? Is it contagious?

You got something against condoms?” “Dad.” “Some sort of breeding kink I don’t know about?” I throw an arm over my eyes. “Never talk to me again.

eye. “Did I let you watch the bulls get turned out with the heifers too much as a child, boy?” I groan. “You got something against condoms?” “Dad.” “Some sort of breeding kink I don’t know about?” I throw an arm over my eyes. “Never talk to me again. That you even know that term is altogether too much information.

can feel my dad’s stare, see him take a thoughtful sip out of the corner of my eye. “Did I let you watch the bulls get turned out with the heifers too much as a child, boy?” I groan. “You got something against condoms?” “Dad.” “Some sort of breeding kink I don’t know about?

Goodnight, weirdo. I’m going to bed. Early bird gets the worm, you know. Might plan myself a solo hiking trip to Davis Creek. No boys allowed unless they have scales and a breeding kink.”  “Of all the times to forget my dinosaur onesie at home.

She might be the one person on Earth who could unlock a breeding kink I never knew I had.

I guess Anita was right. You have a breeding kink.” “Only you. Never before. You undo me.

It’s not that we have a breeding kink or anything, but that sight right there is like marking what we know is ours.

think I’ve been reading too many books with the breeding kink in it, although it’s usually the guys. But their words, it's like they’re right out of some of my books.

In the mid-1990s the Florida panther, a cougar subspecies that roams the Southeast’s cypress swamps, had suffered its own brush with extinction. After decades of development and roadkill cut the panther’s population to around thirty animals, the survivors had no choice but to breed with their relatives, and genetic anomalies cropped up. Some mutations, like kinked tails and cowlicked fur, were benign. Others were life-threatening. More than 60 percent of males developed undescended testicles, and 20 percent of all panthers suffered atrial septal defects—holes in the walls of their heart. After biologists introduced eight female lions from Texas, the defects abated, and the panther’s numbers ticked upward.