Impregnate Me Novels & Stories

"Bonding with me is just a different way of surviving. Plus, wouldn't you like to find out if I'm as skilled as I claim to be?" Willa sensed the amber glow of her suit growing brighter. A prompt reading "Embrace Full Potential" blinked in her peripheral vision. The game was nudging her to take risks, to step outside her comfort zone with Jaxson."Alright," she spoke softly, her voice smooth like silk. "Just know, if you ever attempt to take my data, I'll make sure your brain fries from within." "Go ahead and give it a shot, Glitch Queen."

I spot the large bed in the middle, which is where I want to be right now. “Take the rest of your clothes off and get on all fours” he pointed at the bed. I do as he says and take my shirt off getting on all fours. I sense him come up behind me. Wanting to feel him inside me. He grabs my hips, I can feel the head of your cock against me. He’s taking his time, moving his hips in circles only giving me the tip of him. I want all of him inside me. I push my hips back against him feeling him slide deep inside me because I am so wet. I turn my head into my arm and let out a muffled squeal.

Mikee said dramatically, “tonight is your last night as a virgin. I hope you enjoy it and don’t regret anything tomorrow. In the name of Mikee, I bless you. Love you! See you tomorrow!” She kissed my cheek and walked away, swaying drunkenly. I watched her disappear down the hallway before letting out a deep breath. Then I knocked on the door of VIP Room 92. After a few knocks, the door finally opened. “What do you want, Miss?” the man asked with a frown. He was even more handsome up close. My eyes drifted to his lips—they were red and tempting. “Make me pregnant,” I said without hesitation. I didn’t even know him.

He slowly touches my wrist. Silver light glows beneath my skin. My secret. My curse. The thing no human should have. I jerk my hand away. “Don’t touch me!” But he looks at me like I’m a miracle. “Moonborn,” he whispers. “My mate.” “I’m not your anything!” “You don’t have to trust me yet,” he says. “But you need to come with me.” “Why would I go with a stranger?” “Because staying here means dying.” He points behind me.

He felt his tongue clung to the roof his mouth and his beautiful lips suddenly became parched in thirst. He knew the feeling. He had experienced it everytime for over a thousand times. She sure knew how to get him hooked. The dry feeling in him became more enhanced and he instantly knew he didn't have time to waste. She was the only one who could quench his thirst the same way she was the one who had started it. The thirsty feeling she had ignited in him could only be quenched by sucking on her nipples till they became sore and she begged him to stop. He had done that a lot of times that he had lost count of it. He still couldn't get the taste of them out of his mouth. Each time, he took tho

She typed the message and sent it. "Even if you don’t know, I will teach you!" "I hope you don’t run away when we will be making love!" "Wait a second, I won't let you run! I will tie your hands to the bedpost and we will make love until you make me pregnant!" "When you will not feel shy anymore, I will love it if you dominate me in bed!" "We will make lots of babies and will keep making them until we turn old!" "I will fulfill all my fantasies with you!"

he winks, husky with his words and I eyeroll impulsively. “Honestly, if I had known your libido was this overactive, I may have rethought marking you.” I giggle when I push him off, liking the fact that he hauls me straight back to him, always so eager to keep us joined by touch. Colton never likes to stray apart for long, the need to be beside me, hold me, overwhelms him and I guess it’s the same for me. Imprinting gives you this insane need to be together every second or else it doesn’t feel right. When we are close, or in the same space, we have to have contact, or it just feels wrong.

Silent followed, only silent "You left the wedding, you left me, I am your wife, your newly wedded wife and you just left me here for days like some kind of trophy, I am your wife....." "No you are not" he yelled coldly, scaring the hell out of me. "You are not my wife, you can not be my wife and you can never be my wife do you understand...?" his eyes filled with hatred shut daggers at me. "But, but....."I protested though I got the answer, I just didn't want it to be true. "You are an imposter, a nobody, a thieve" he spat and his words were like venom sending excruciating pain all over my body.

I imagined him filling me up. Damn! I've lost it.

Just seconds ago, he promised me he wouldn't contact Kaia again, yet one phone call from her was enough to pull him away. How was I so enamored with such a man in my past life? A man who was deceitful, full of lies, and without honor. I picked up my phone and sent Chris a message. "I've set the date to sever our mate bond. It will be during next month's full moon." In my past life, next month's full moon was supposed to be the day Chris and I got married. Since the bond between werewolf mates was strongest during the full moon, I chose this date to show Chris my determination and my resolve.