Brother Sister Pregnant Novels & Stories

A man soon approached and leaned against the counter beside me. “Hey beautiful… Long time no see.” I creased my brows and tried to recall his face. “Victor,” he said with a sleazy grin. Lisa’s brother. “Oh… hello,” I replied politely, forcing a small nod. “Your stepbrother and my sister are getting married. Now we’re becoming family too,” he said, his smile turning strangely intimate and unsettling. “I must say… it’s going to be interesting.” “Yeah… That’s so,” I replied quietly, keeping my voice low and uninterested.

I am pregnant for my brother and we’ve been sleeping together for so long, that he was the one who even took my virginity. Yeah. That sounded like a disaster waiting to happen. Instead, I forced a smile. "Just stress. Family stuff, Mike stuff everything is just piling up." Trina eyed me skeptically but nodded. "I get it. But you know you can talk to me, right?" I nodded. "Yeah, I know." A comfortable silence settled between us before Trina suddenly gasped dramatically. "Oh my God." I jumped. "What?" She leaned in, lowering her voice. "Did you and Mike have premarital sex and are you pregnant for him?"

"She is pregnant, Ana. You could have hurt the baby. What is wrong with you?" I stared at him. The man whose hand I had held in that doctor's office. The man who wouldn't look at me three nights ago. He could look at me now. Now that I was the villain in his story. "She walked into my home," I whispered. "It is my home." He said it flatly. "And you are lucky I let you stay in it this long." Nicole sweetly touched his arm, the picture of the frightened expectant mother. He immediately turned to her, all softness, asking if she was all right, guiding her to the couch.

As gross, from my perspective, as her brother, as it is part of being there for her was having unprotected sex. How and why do I know this? Because while we are days away from Regina’s scheduled c-section, my sister is happily four months pregnant and due around Christmas. I couldn’t be happier for her. Of course, she’s being extra cautious and following all her doctor’s instructions. Grace is overloaded. She’s super excited to have a cousin but unaware she will be a big sister. I know she will be the best big sister and cousin ever. “Ivan!” Regina shouted from our master suite.

"If we keep doing this, you know, this way, you're going to get pregnant. That can't happen." "You're right, It can't." Now it was my time to give her a dubious look. I ran through all the possibilities of what she might mean and came up empty. As far as I knew, going bareback with my sister was as unsafe as any other woman. "It won't happen," Betsy said, so firmly I almost believed her. "Brothers and sisters can't have babies. So we won't." "We very much can if we're not careful," I said.

About two months later my sister came to me crying saying she was pregnant and my brother was the father. By that time my brother had asked Sharon to marry him and she said yes. My sister was determined not to tell him about the baby, even after I told her what kind of position that put me in. I was his sister just as much as I was hers, I was closer to my sister because we lived together. But with Thomas we didn't so that made me work a little harder trying to build a relationship with him. He invited me to his wedding five or six months later, and I had no choice but to go. My sister who was heavily pregnant, begged me not to go. I got angry and told her that her actions and decisions wasn

she said. Quinn put me down gently on the couch. I heard heavy footsteps behind us. My body tensed. I did not need anyone to tell me it was Zachary. Quinn knelt in front of me, he rubbed and kissed my belly. Zachary glanced at me, then at Athena, then back to me. "Oh, my wife is pregnant. I'm informing you because you live in this house," Quinn blurted out, still smiling wide.

The man who would do anything to make you smile. I don't know what's up with you and all the submissives being terrified to tell your mates about being pregnant? My goddess, we love our mates, pregnant or not! And a pregnancy is even better! You're making him a father! Izzy trust me... You are going to make him beyond happy!" I said, then my sister broke down crying as she dropped her forehead against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and held my little sister. "Don't you think he was going to notice something is up when you don't go into heat in 1 or 2 days?"

But disappointment burned too hot in me to move closer. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to make sense of the insanity. Then a bitter laugh escaped my lips. “So, let me get this straight… the baby in your womb is actually your husband’s stepbrother? Or… his brother? God, this is insane.” Amelia flinched at my words, but I couldn’t stop. “Do you know how twisted that sounds? You’re carrying your husband’s sibling. This isn’t a scandal anymore—it’s a curse waiting to explode.”