Impregnation Fanfiction Novels & Stories

With hitched breaths, Imara watched her Lycan wizard lover furrow his brows in aching gratification as he recovered from his generous donation into her womb. In Jaspers office, Thorin sat in a high-backed chair and swirled the ice in his glass. “As soon as Haldir gets here, we’ll see if we can’t knock the cobwebs loose in Ben’s mind.” He took a sip then sucked back the bitterness through his teeth. “I’m afraid Imara may not be so easy. Ben at least understands that his life isn’t correct. He knows he doesn’t belong in Savannah among all this opulence. Imara won’t even acknowledge that something is amiss. She’s not concerned at all that it isn’t the 1890’s anymore and she won’t see the ring o

Liam yelled, Shrugging, Garrett walked away, and at the threshold, he turned around and said, "I'm your friend before I'm your Beta, Liam. Don't let your foolhardiness stop you from losing the best thing that may have happened to you. A mating bond is not weakness, it is strength and the Moon Goddess in her wisdom pairs you well. It turns out that Nicole is no ordinary wolf. You're being too stubborn for your own good."

be destroyed!” I mumbled to myself. But what I still couldn’t understand was why I had felt a strong sweet smell from the lady Eleanor. “Seth!!” I heard Czar yell from afar off. I snapped back to reality knowing I had to return but how was I to explain to my brothers that I had finally found a girl to call a mate? But unfortunately, she’s the intruder we have been searching for for weeks now. I thought of my current situation to be a way for the moon goddess to try to punish me for being arrogant. “I'm fucked!!” I said to myself. “I got mated by an intruder and even worse an energy which I still wasn't so sure of yet!!” I added. “Seth come on man!” Sam called out to me. “I’m here!!

she tries to say something with her lips trembling uncontrollably but he doesn't even give her a chance to make a move or say any word before he captures both of her hands and pins them right above her head against the bed. "Easy darling. I want this process to go as smoothly as possible so that early in the morning or forever and ever, the memory of this will forever remain implanted in your memory never to be forgotten. I want you to feel the sweet taste of this huge cock of mine driving deep and hard into your walls and making you cum in the most pleasurable way you can ever imagine. I want the pleasure of this night to remain stuck in your memory drive so that even in your old age, you r

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.

I rocked my hips, coating him in my slickness, and whispered, “Take me, Damien. All of me.” His growl of triumph echoed through the gallery as he lifted me, positioning the thick head at my entrance. The rain continued its symphony, washing away the old Elena and preparing to reveal the woman who would emerge from this night— claimed, awakened, and utterly entangled in his web of desire. The true depths of his obsession, and mine, were only just beginning to unfold.

His fingers slid upward to cup her small but perfect breasts through her lacy black brassiere. Smirking, he returned to wandering the other parts of her beautiful body. Kieran was so busy exploring her like uncharted territory that he didn’t notice her eyelids drooping slowly. She was still warm and responsive to his touch so he didn’t mind if she was embracing him like a long-lost lover. "Imogen, you are beautiful," he whispered as he kissed her lips again. "You are perfect." When she did not answer, he opened his eyes. Blue-gray eyes widened in a mixture of desire and disappointment.