He Wants Me Pregnant Novels & Stories

The fog in my mind starts to clear and my heartbeat becomes steady again. “Sleep, baby. We will be home shortly.” His voice is low and seductive and I moan out again, feeling my core flutter and pulse with need. “What’s happening to me?” I whimper as I grind my hips against him. He holds me tighter as he kisses my head. “You’re going into heat. You need us both to stop it. When it’s over, you will be pregnant with our pup.” I gasp at his words. Heat? Oh no!

I purred playfully. "Well he better take it because you're staying with me," he jabbed a finger into my chest. "I've been waiting for someone to bare my children." I widened my eyes then. Bare his children? Is he being serious or is he messing with me? I bit my bottom lip nervously. He pulled my body closer. "You're going to give me children, aren't you?" He asked. "Don't say no." I blushed. He's serious. He wants me to become a female and give him kids. "W-well..." I hid my face into his neck then nodded. He's my mate... and if we're going to be together, I don't see why not. "Okay," I mumbled, pulling him closer to me. "If you want them...."

He smiled back, lifted me up from his arms and placed me down, then got on top, hovering. “Let's try for a baby.” He was damn serious, looking at me with affection, hunger long gone. He was just dying to be a father. With me. He wanted a child with me. I feel so blessed. “Oh.” “I want one like today. I promise not to stress you. Just lay back and I'll fuck you real slow and peaceful. You've really gotten rid of the pill?” I just stared at him in admiration. Then I shook my head. I didn't want it to be slow and peaceful. He was trying to negotiate and it pissed me off.

“He won’t fuck me.” He blinked in surprise as he sat back in his chair. “He won’t have sex with you? Why? I thought he’d be all over you. I mean, he won the lottery. He can fuck you as much as he wants. You’re already pregnant.” I scowled at him. “That’s what I said too! I need your help to convince him to screw me! I want to be bent into a pretzel and be wobbly when I walk.” He burst out laughing. “Have you tried being direct?”

I simply looked at him with half-lidded eyes, trying my best to look seductive. “I said, get me pregnant. Do I really have to repeat myself?” I said confidently. “Don’t worry—you won’t have to take responsibility. I just want you to make me pregnant. You look good, and I think your genes would make beautiful children.” I pouted slightly, trying to look cute. “I really need to have a child already, and I need your help. Please… I’m begging you.” I slowly stepped closer to him, but he kept backing away, his face filled with disbelief.

“All my friends are having babies. I want that too. Just once… Sleep with me, and I’ll disappear from your life. I promise.” Why doesn’t this man get hard for me? I thought desperately as I pressed my body against his. If he doesn’t fuck me, how the hell am I supposed to make him believe the child is his? This damn baby bump is going to start showing up soon. My perfect plan was slipping through my fingers. Zane had promised me everything if I could trap Xavier with a pregnancy, but this man barely even looked at me. I needed him to want me. To lose control. Just this once.

“I’ll make you a happy wife, and I want to make you a happy mom too.” He groaned and panted. “I want you to have my baby. I want to claim you as mine forever. I want our DNA to mix and create something amazing that we can love and teach as a team. I want to cum inside of you, babe. I want to get you pregnant.” “Yes! Please cum inside me, Victor!” I shouted. I couldn’t resist him anymore. I could never resist him. I wanted to be the only girl for him. I wanted us to tie the knot and tie our futures together. “I’ll be your baby mommy, Victor!”

She barely paused to breathe. “And if someday we do want a child, we can just adopt. It’s that simple. There are so many kids abandoned every single day, and honestly, wouldn’t it be better if we gave at least one—or two—of them a good life? A future? That’s a good thing, right? See? It actually works out perfectly. We focus on our careers, we support each other, we grow old together, side by side, without unnecessary complications. That sounds great, doesn’t it? Really great.”

he said “What pups?” I asked as if I didn’t know what he was referring to “The ones in your stomach,” he said with a smirk “Don’t flatter yourself I think I am strong enough to not get pregnant so easily” I said “And I don’t think getting pregnant is up to you and whether you like it or not, my seed is deep inside you and soon they will be running all over this town,” he said “If I am pregnant for real then I am glad it’s for you,” I said

I twisted in his arms to roll over and face him, “I need to know something.” “And it can’t wait until tomorrow?” he grumped, trying to pull me back into his chest. “I don’t want to get pregnant,” his body went rigid as I whispered the thought I’d been wrestling with. He breathed long heavy sigh, “I’m a man of my word,” his voice was strained, “as soon as the sun’s up.”