Impregnated My Sister Novels & Stories

The scent of roses and incense clung to the air, too sweet, too suffocating for what was about to happen. “But Mom… is that really necessary?” My voice cracked as I wiped at her tears. Her hands trembled as she shook her head. “Your father is a cardiac patient. You know he won’t survive the shock if he finds out the betrayal your sister caused.” Her voice faltered, almost breaking. Then, she clasped her hands together in desperation, her eyes pleading with me. “Please, Layla. Please… save our family’s image. I beg you.”

Is that annoying for my sister to contact me? I just listened to her conversation, there was nothing to answer in her words. She was so enthusiastic about the plan she made. As a surprise, she will give it to me. After finishing the conversation, I immediately turned off the phone. I don't know why my sister always brings me closer to women. It has been made clear many times that I am not interested in such things. Of course, I'll just leave it to my Beta, Cordelia Jenner, to pick up the woman and everything. Due to treatment several years ago, I was confused about what was happening to me. Because I slept with a woman, I got a strange disease, whether it was a disease or something I didn't

She’s intimidating him, and somehow it makes me experience a huge wave of disappointment and a complete lack of desire to date him. “He’s not trying to be anything but decent, which is more than I can say for you. You can't stand the idea that someone actually likes me for who I am. Stop causing trouble and go away. Let’s go home…. Come on, Simon. We’ll talk in my room.” I coax him, hoping to get him moving, but it only seems to fuel my sister's bitch side. It's on full throttle tonight as her eyes glow brighter as her teeth stick at a tiny show that resembles the vampire teeth of my dreams, and it unnerves me. Hair wild like that vision, clothing dark and out here in the night, it's creepil

she whispered to me, "One of my fantasies is to be impregnated by my little brother, so that's what we're going to try now." The thought of fathering my sisters child disgusted me, but my body betrayed me once more as the thought of having sex was enough to get the blood flowing in my penis, as it stiffened up, ready to be put inside my sister. She shifted her way back down my body slowly, until I could feel the tip of my dick press against her underside, which was now so stiff it was pointing directly at it. I then noticed Tia had no panties on under her revealing lingerie, and I noticed how wet she was getting as she got up to start grinding along my shaft.

Would I ever get any reprieve from these people? “Sister – your home is lovely,” Irene said with a small smile. “It’s like the one you’ve always dreamed of, right?” She asked, her eyes sparkling. For a moment, I was afraid. I knew that look. It was the look of covetousness. It was the same way she always looked at my things before she snatched them from me.

I hustled into her room and pushed the door closed, locking it before turning to face my horny sister. I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't to see her rummaging through her purse. I was spared asking a stupid question when she pulled out a small bottle and held it up with a grin. I walked over to her and raised an eyebrow. It was labeled 'anal lube.' Knowing that my sweet sister carried that around in her purse...wow, that made me look at her in a whole new light.

One in particular. I’d lost count of the times I’d exited the cottage through the upstairs window to save her from losing her V-card. Eventually, he delivered what I took to be a well-meaning lie. “They have a shortage of Omegas.” My sister wrinkled her nose. “I’m not cut out to be a servant.” Wasn’t that the truth. “You could learn a lot from your sister.” “I’d rather listen to Nathan,” she muttered. It was his older brother who scared me. With any luck, Dean would never find us.

It had a fancy gold tub, a small window at the edge of its wall revealing the kingdom, and a sweet scent of vanilla. *Shrill* I shook as I heard Peter's sister’s voice scream through the walls of my room like she had seen a ghost. “What's wrong?!” I asked from the bathroom, feeling uneasy. “Your clothes… they hurt my eyes!” she replied to me, making me hit my face with my right hand. Well… that's because I'm worthless. “Girl, we have serious shopping to do.” She told me, as I came out from the bathroom with a towel wrapped over my body.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

That was the last time I saw my sister, eighteen years ago. Three months ago, I was supposed to attend the wedding between Fey and Alpha Cult but something came up. This was supposed to be the time where my sister introduced me to the pack and to her husband because no one knows about me. However, neither of these matters because I haven't heard from my sister in a month after she told me that there was something suspicious about Alpha Cult and she was about to find it out. I cannot continue to stay back knowing that my sister could be in trouble and yet, do nothing about it.