Impregnation Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I asked them. “It shouldn’t be like that,” Taylor explained, and I looked at her confused. “What shouldn’t be like that?” I asked them. “You shouldn’t have that kind of scent. It’s only for those that are mated. You guys just have a link, it’s not a bond yet,” Taylor explained. “Wait, does this mean that this had never happened before? That you also don’t understand why it is happening?” I asked them and they nodded. “But don’t worry, I think it’s mainly because of the way I imprinted on you. The laws of imprints are the same everywhere. After three months it should disappear,” The Lycan King said.

I sob, the double intrusion—Kain’s cock, her fingers—overwhelming my enhanced nerves. Kain’s other hand tugs my collar, choking me slightly, his thrusts relentless. “You’re mine,” he growls, eyes burning through the mask. “My blood, my creation, reborn for the colony.” The taboo truth—my father fucking me while the elite feed on it—ignites me, my pussy gushing around him. The woman’s fingers curl in my ass, syncing with his rhythm, and a second council member—a man, visor glowing—approaches, unzipping to reveal a cock rigged with buzzing nodes. He shoves it into my mouth, the nodes sparking against my tongue, and I gag, counting, “Four!” as saliva drips.

The apartment had a musty smell, like stale concrete and yesterday's rain. It Didn't matter how many times you opened the windows. The smell stayed. It had opinions about the place, same as the mould creeping up the bathroom corner and the radiator that clanked every night around 2 a.m. like something trapped inside it. Liora pushed the door shut behind her. The lock made a tired click.

The more I thought about it, the stranger it felt. Suddenly, I noticed something. There was only one set of footprints in the incense ash by the door—mine. There were no signs of Ted's footprints at all. Ted was much taller and bigger than me. When he used to beat me, he would often lift me like I weighed nothing. So technically, his footprints should have been larger and deeper than mine. But now, only my footprints could be found in the ashes. Ted… really was possessed.

Moonbound Deception Chapter 3: Rival Shadows Dawn painted the forest in hues of soft gold and rose, the hot spring’s steam still curling lazily around us as I lay nestled between the three alphas. My body felt deliciously used and cherished, every muscle relaxed yet humming with residual heat. Thorne’s arm was a heavy, comforting weight across my waist, Ronan’s leg tangled with mine, and Finn’s fingers traced lazy patterns along my spine. The night’s revelations and passions had left me changed, the omega within me purring contentedly even as my human mind grappled with the enormity of it all.

Ruin mutual, claim inevitable. Dawn cracked, horizon fractured gold as engines whirred to a restart, Chicago tarmac gleaming wet below. Kenji dressed first—bespoke reformed armor, but his hand lingered, spine trace absent shiver. I rose queen-slow, suiting jewel power, hazel dissecting the new weight between us—submission not surrender, but edge shared. Aunt's marriage ploy dust; his two-year stalk confessed venom turned aphrodisiac. Jet bedroom reeked sex musk promise, ties discarded drawer like shed skins.

"I'm going to give you an entire football team of sons. Until I'm pregnant again, you're not allowed to touch that woman." The dim light reflected silhouettes onto the window, outlining Brenda perched provocatively on Cain's lap, clad in fiery, seductive lingerie. She cooed at him, her voice dripping with sweetness. "I won't, my precious," Cain replied in a sickeningly tender voice. "I only have eyes for you." "And that insufferable Cora—who in Oberis doesn't know she's been a spinster all these years? Marrying into the Bassett family is the best thing that could've happened to her, yet she dares to badmouth me!"

She adored what it meant to be a lupus garou: the intensity of their passion, their unbreakable link that was greater than their familial one, and their insatiable desire. Darien moaned, filling her womb with his hot seed as orgasmic convulsions rocked her body and swept through her like an errant tidal wave. “Thor almighty,” he said. He rested heavily on her for a brief period of time, breathing heavily and their hearts racing furiously. He huskily remarked, trying to remove his weight from her, “Life will never be the same,” but she clung to him tightly. I’ll destroy you. His pupils grinned. I want you to hold on to me forever because you feel so good against me.

I feel my eyelids heavy, already blurred with silent tears, and my body lulls deeper into sleep, and a painful realization that in my dreams, he could be mine, for now. ****** I spent the next day avoiding every server that including Imogene Who looked partially annoyed, A brow raised on her unfairly perfect face at my refusal to see their alpha even though she had asked for the ninth time today, and it was just afternoon yet. But now, I didn't break down on my resolve on avoiding Draven, not when Navori was prancing around the crescent estate and news of their mating ceremony being back on the table made me far from hungry. “This is the third dish you have ignored; is it not to your liking?

I felt like clay in his hands, ready to be molded. My treacherous mind decided to play steaming images behind my retinas. *Me, bent over my desk, my skirt hiked up around my waist, his hands gripping my hips so hard they’d leave bruises as he drove into me from behind, his thick cock stretching me, filling me until I screamed. His breath hot against my ear as he whispered my name like a prayer.* The fantasy was so vivid I could almost feel the ghost of his possession, a deep, hollow pulse blooming into a slick, wet heat between my thighs.