Impregnate Mother Novels & Stories

Mom began proudly, "Elsa has been able to grow up carefree and flawless because I implanted a microchip in her the moment she was born. The chip in her body can block pain, enhance memory, and perfect her personality." As soon as Mom finished speaking, the live-stream's viewership skyrocketed. The comment section exploded with excitement. "Is this real? That means I'll never have to worry about my son's grades again!" "My kid keeps hanging out with bad influences. With this system, I could rewrite his memories so he only plays with good students!" "Where can we get this implant? We need it right now!" Mom beamed at the flood of comments. When her gaze shifted toward me, her eyes glowed with

Liam smiles and leans closer- he lets his forearms rest on both sides of my head. Our bellies are touching; I can feel his groin on my lap. My body tenses up. Being his whore, bearing his child, then what? He would take his sharpened claws and slit my neck open on the birthing bed? I would suffer through hell to bear his child only to be sent to the true hell? My mate licks his lips and smirks. "I would never take a rogue into my bed. But you are my mate, so what choice do I have? Children born of fated mates are often stronger...my heir must be strong."

Embry presses his forehead to mine and rocks me in his arms, my body shudders as I let out a sob of relief. "What is happening?" Mum gently knocks on the door before entering the room, a growl rips through me when I catch the foreign scent in the room. Guilt smashes into me and I whimper when I look up to see I'm growling at my mate's mother. "Mum, I'm so sorry..." "Don't, I should have realized throwing off the scent in your space might upset you, now that you're home and pregnant. Especially with Osric, and Jonathan, away." Mum cuts me off, she stays by the door making sure she doesn't taint the scent of the room further.

He looked intimidating. “Prepare her!” my father said to my mother, who had been silent. Mother pulled me and led me into the building. This building was the Mating Cabin. I shouldn't have been here. “Wait! What the hell?” I struggled in my mother's grip. “Iona Easternwood, you are my daughter. You follow my orders,” my father's Alpha voice echoed in my head like a spell, making me lose control of my body. "Now get in there and prepare yourself to mate," said my father.

he asked, his voice steady and unreadable. “Yes!” I snapped, my chest heaving. “I want to know if I’m your mate. Your one true love. The one you’re fated to be with. Is it me?” “Yes,” his answer was quiet and devastating. “I imprinted on you the day you were born. In this very room. You were nursed here too.” “Does that mean my mother was here? Did you know my mother? And if you imprinted on me, why do you hate me?” My voice broke. “Why do you hate me?”

Austin got his whole cock buried in his mother's snatch just as his orgasm overtook him. Christine gasped. The sensation of her son's dick was enough to push her right over the edge again. The pleasure overtook her so fully, she didn't even notice that her son was inseminating her. Seeding the source of his own life. The blonde mother gasped for air and clawed at Austin's back as the pleasure seemed to almost drown her.

My son is about to climb into this car, bright-eyed and innocent, and I’m sitting here drenched in sin and scent memory. What kind of mother am I? I check the mirror. My hair is mostly intact. Bite mark covered. Lipstick reapplied. There’s no visible evidence that I’ve just been defiled by my boss—my vampire boss—but I can feel it. Like an echo. Like a brand. Ezra called me his mate. Mate. Not girlfriend. Not lover. Not even woman-he-lost-his-damn-mind-over. Mate. Like… I don’t even know what that means.

I asked Bellamy but then looked at the others to answer my question if they knew the answer to it. “The she-wolf with many mates will have something special called the last mate. The mate she will never be able to reject, even if she hasn’t accepted him or marked him,” Emre explained. “My mother used to work in the mansion. She knew about the prophecy and how special you are. Your mother herself spoke to my mother once,” he continued, and the fact that he knew something about my mother filled my eyes with instant tears. Caspian must have seen it because he held my hand to comfort me.

I thought to myself. "Mum, would you help me get dad to join us?" I asked hesitantly. Mum smiled and said, "Are you saying you want your dad to take your virginity?" "Technically, yes, but figuratively us girls took each other's virginity with the Impaler already," I said. "The Impaler?" mum questioned. "Yes, it's a strap-on cock that we use during our sleepovers, mum. I'll have to show you sometime," I said.

"Eloise, why are you crying?" Brady and I had been together for seven years since we met in college, and he had never seen me cry except for our wedding day. It was no wonder he seemed so lost and confused now. I wiped away the tears from my face. "Brady, she may be your mother, but I'm a mother too. How can I tolerate her cursing my children to die?" Brady's voice was much softer now. "My mom's spoiled and a little arrogant, but she doesn't mean any harm."