Impregnate Me Novels & Stories

The invitation arrives in an envelope thick enough to pay rent. Gilded letters spell out: The Harrington Foundation Charity Gala. I stare at it on the kitchen table while Maya twirls the envelope like it’s a wand. “A gala,” she says reverently. “That’s code for free champagne and judgmental rich people.” “It’s code for humiliation,” I mutter. “I don’t belong in rooms like that.” “Correction,” Maya says, pointing with the envelope. “You pretend to belong. That’s the deal, right? Fake it till you make it.”

Encouragement. All I have is how he feels about me, and I know that sex with your fated does something more when you finally come together. There’s a second level of imprinting when you unify. I should aim for that, seduce him, even if I’m not sure he’ll yield, and Meadow isn’t sure either.

As if trying to unmask me and see my broken inside and my weakness. “Well, as you can see, Damon isn't here and I should be on my way out.” I walk past him towards the exit. “My name is Rowan.” I stop and glance behind my shoulder with a frown. “I know.” He walks up to me and chuckles. I sense a bit of nervousness in his voice. “I'm sorry, I'm just trying to start a conversation and I suck at it.” He is very similar to Damon. Why does looking at him ache my heart? “Look, Master Rowan–”

Ivan complied, "Fuck me, Shawn. Fuck! Fill my ass with your thick cock. I crave the girth of your erection deep within me this very instant. Fuck me without mercy, without restraints. I want it fast and hard." The intoxicating effect of Ivan's filthy words permeated throughout Shawn's being, resonating profoundly. It sounded so fucking hot and arousing to hear Ivan talk dirty and beg. "Fuck! Tonight I shall ravish you. I will fill your exquisite cavity with my essence. I will claim you as my possession, eradicating the presence of any other person. Your body will solely respond to my touch, and your tight hole shall respond only to my cock, tonight i will fill your Ass with my Cum," Shawn de

But since it was at the golf course, there might be business partners or someone important. After the call ended, Hellen lay there, her mind racing through strategies. She knew she needed to be more than just a passing acquaintance with Nolan; she had to create a scenario where their paths would cross more frequently. As she drifted back to sleep, her thoughts turned to her plan, considering every possible angle and detail. The opportunity to meet Nolan outside of his usual routines seemed promising, and the golf course could be the perfect setting.

I know he sees me as a lunatic who won't stop fainting and I aim to ridicule that image he has of me. Even if it means admitting to myself that I have a problem. **** I looked up nervously at the wooden door in front of me, it's metal knob reflected the sun beautifully. I rubbed my sweaty palms onto the fabric of my shirt and knocked on the door. I had managed to get through the embarrassment of walking into the building wearing my pyjamas, this therefore should be a piece of cake. I adjusted my wig, hoping my disguise wasn't too noticeable. "Come in." I barely heard the woman's voice; holding the door knob I took a deep breath before entering the room.

I was completely under Matt’s spell. “You are not making it easier for me when you bite your lip like that,” he leaned and let his lips touch my cheek, close to my lips. “I am not doing anything, M,” I whispered with my eyes closed. I inhaled his scent and enjoyed his breathing on my skin. It was intoxicating, magical. Needed. Wrong. “You are making mad of desire, and you are not even trying?” He said, our lips almost touching. “Feel your breathing, M. I know you want to be mine.”

"That's not what I was doing." "It's exactly what you were doing. It's what you do." He stepped back from her, putting distance between them in the small room, his jaw tight, his hands at his sides. "You collect things. Information. Weaknesses. And you use them the second you need leverage, and you don't even notice you're doing it because you've convinced yourself it's just observation." "I'm not like that." "You sang a secret onto the internet yesterday, Ava." The words landed and stayed there.

He gets up from the table and walks toward me. I back away and meet the wall with a bump. He stops in front of me. Even with my high heels, I’m still about ten inches shorter than him, and I have to crane my neck to look up at him. He gives me a look that’s hot and sultry. “Are you trying to turn me on?” he murmurs. I blink. “What the…?” He shrugs. “I dunno. The word impregnate gets me all hot and bothered.”

Oh god, mу first іmрrеѕѕіоn was not going well, I соuld hаvе kісkеd myself for my honesty. “I knоw whаt уоu mеаn, but trust me, months in уоu’ll barely nоtісе. Yоu’ll juѕt lооk at this room аѕ a place to lау уоur hеаd. Wе hаvе a lоt оf ѕосіаl асtіvіtіеѕ tо kеер оurѕеlvеѕ аmuѕеd when wе’rе not practicing оr performing. I hаvе a fееlіng уоu’ll fіt rіght іn. I like a person whо’ѕ dіrесt, none оf that bullѕhіt malarkey.”