Impregnation Fanfiction Novels & Stories

*Liar. A phantom pressure slammed into her without warning, thick, ridged, burning hot. It felt exactly like the memory of his cock from the first stolen climax, only a thousand times more real. Her walls stretched violently around the invisible intrusion, fluttering and clenching as the incubus fucked her through the thread she herself had woven.

I arch into him, my blood heating to a steady boil as he extracts kiss after kiss from my lips. I would never dream of it. I answer, earning an indulgent chuckle from the ravenous predator. Impudent mate. A little while ago I planned on convincing Sinclair to visit the refugees before climbing into my nest for a late afternoon nap, now those things are the farthest things from my mind. All I can think about now is joining with my mate, letting our two bodies become one and disappearing into the rapture of being claimed by this powerful Alpha.

The sweet scent of her arousal drove him wild. Unexpectedly, he threw her upward, and her heart sank to the bottom of her stomach. ‘STOP!!!’ Thor screamed, pushing past his barrier as the life of his Luna flashed before him. author's note: Chapter 3 will be the last on this story. The next is on a doctor and patient fetish. Imagine your crush being your gynecologist. You've fantasized about stripping before him, spreading those sexy slutty thighs, and showing him how good you are with instructions. Years later, he turns out to be your doctor, and he gives you one simple command: open your legs.

The mix of our arousal impregnates the air around us. Impregnate. He has a breeding kink; he’s fetish is to cum inside me and watch his seed run down my legs. He hasn’t use a condom with me, is not like we are going to catch a disease or get pregnant, so bareback it is. It felt oddly good, yet something within me tells me this is all wrong.

I cry out from the piercing sensation and try to impale myself on Jaden's finger. I brace my hands against his broad chest; they're too white against Frost's tanned skin. The world spins like a kaleidoscope, and my vision blurs. My heart thumps loudly beneath my hands, and I impale myself simultaneously on Jaden's cock and his finger. He groans hoarsely with every movement I make. The room fills with squelching sounds, and Jaden grabs my hips. He pushes my hands away and captures my breast with his lips.

The brain might mistake it for marking, and imprinting could happen. I forgot to breathe out, and my lungs pressed hard against my rib. I dialed Gerard’s number. My heart pounded, melding with the ringing tone that filled the room. My fingers flew to my mouth and began nibbling on my thumb. If he imprinted on me, could I still become an Alpha again? My jaw ticked. When the line connected, I spoke before he could say anything. “I think you might’ve imprinted on me.” The words slapped the air

The thought of having to kiss and seduce him before that point…to let him have sex with me to be marked already turns my stomach and makes me feel extremely gross, like it's incest or some crazy thing. “No…. that's not what imprinting is…It’s fate finding the lover who was always meant to be yours and ensuring you're together. Cutting out delays and detours. You have to already have a path in some reality where your hearts are intertwined for an imprint to happen. An interrupted passion that didn't happen because someone altered your story or will in the future, so the fates reset it. Love was always going to happen. Destined soul mates…. Simon isn’t it! You would have loved him by now.”

“My father’s Beta’s tried. Gamma’s tried. Elders have tried. No one’s been able to pull him back once he gets that far. You…” He held her gaze. “You did.” She busied herself with the monitor, fingers tapping through alarm logs. “Unfinished mate-bond,” she said. “Neurological imprinting. Proximity exposure. It’s not complicated.” “It’s never happened before,” he said. “Not like that.” “Then consider this your first,” she said. He searched her face. “It rattled you.” “No,” she said instantly. “Yes,” he countered. His voice was steadier now, the wolf muzzled for the moment. “You came in without scrubs. No mask. Hair damp. You ran.”

] { will do, over and out } Everything is going according to plan, good. Soon this pack and woman will be mine, and even though Zani was wrong for the first time since I’ve known her, I think it’s better this way that she’s not with pup so I can impregnate her myself ( how can your dead impregnate someone? ) [ shut up! Once I get rid of her mate and take control of the pack and members she will have no choice but to surrender to us for their sakes ] ( then are you prepared to go sleeping with one eye open or constantly looking over your shoulder for the moment she’d strike at us? ) [ that won’t happen, eventually she will come to love us, I will make her love us ] ( you get more and more del

She leaned hard on those words, five hours, and I couldn't help thinking of all those joyless ten-minute stretches. I swallowed the sour ache and looked the woman on the couch dead in the eye. "Vivian, pack your things. You're fired." Her eyes went red, and the tears dropped right on cue. "Don't act rashly. I'm only doing this for you. Lucien's an AI incubus, and his arousal threshold needs stimulation or he'll glitch out from the pressure." "I just felt sorry for him, going unsatisfied for so long." That tore off the last fig leaf.