Mom Impregnated Novels & Stories

“I love being your pregnant cumdump, Alpha! Please—fill me again! Breed me until I can’t walk!” Damien roared with dark satisfaction and fucked me harder, his heavy balls slapping my swollen clit. His other hand reached around to rub my clit in vicious circles while he pressed down firmly on my rounded belly. “Feel that? That’s my pup growing inside you. Sophia can cry and plot and run to rival packs all she wants — you’re still going to get bigger and bigger with my seed. I’m going to keep you constantly knocked up, tits leaking milk, waddling around this mansion with my cum running down your legs like the perfect Omega broodmare you were born to be.”

he tells me. "I am yours, Damien. You marked me as yours, remember? You claimed me as yours. You mated me and nothing should separate us. There is no need for marriage. That's all that matters. I am yours now; wife, mate, girlfriend, partner, it's all the same now," I tell him and he pulls me into a bear hug. "You are right, Clara. I am taking home. This is what I should have done from the very beginning," he says, making me smile at his confidence. "Now that our baby is here, there is nothing that is going to stop us from being together."

He towered over her, mouth wide open to rip her neck a part. Nadia squinted her eyes shut, unable to move. She was sure her legs were broken. “I’m going to enjoy you..” He growled with a menacing grin. “But first..I’ve never mated with a coyote before.” His tongue slithered out of his mouth and onto her fur. Sopping it with saliva that made her cringe in fear.

I replied, trying to smile at the man but with how he flinched, it didn’t do the trick. “Mutual? You both?” He balked, eyes flickering between Jake and I. “You can’t!” He stated firmly. “What? Why? This is something we’ve both—“ “You imprinted.” Nothing could ever prepare me for those words that tumbled out of the man’s mouth. “What?” Jake barked out exasperatedly "You imprinted on her when you saw her or something but if you reject her, one of you will die.” He says but his eyes were on me. “In most cases the person who dies is the one who was rejected.” I felt my knees weaken by the revelation.

She turned to speak, but Killian's arms wrapped around her, drawing her into his arms protectively. "What did you just do, Mom? She is my mate and wife!" "It is over my dead body that you would accept an Omega, not to mention marrying her." Killian stepped closer to his mother, looking her straight in the eye. "Listen, Mom. You are in for a lifetime of disappointment because Karla and I are already married and expecting our first pup in a few months. You will have to deal with it. And this should be the last time you ever lay a hand on my wife again; next time you do that, I swear to the goddess, I will forget you are my mother."

, security my ass! I hadn't missed the way his lip tilted when he'd said it. All these orders were just to make my life difficult for being wrongly inseminated. It's not like it was my fault, but the hard head refused to hear it. If anyone should be blamed, it should be that hospital. They were one of the root causes of why I was experiencing so much stress now. It definitely couldn't be good for the baby.

“Blood Moon? As in the Blood Moon? The ruthless warriors? The ones who single-handedly deter rogues from three borders away?” Dad rubbed the back of his neck. “Yes. But don’t worry—their alpha requested permission to attend respectfully.” I blinked. “They asked to come here?” “Yes.” “And you said yes?” “Yes.” “Why?” Dad hesitated. Mom answered for him. “Because denying them would’ve started rumors we insulted their pack. And… because they say their alpha is struggling. He needs to find his mate soon.” My wolf, who had been pacing relentlessly, froze so hard it stole my breath.

Mom tells us. Mom was the only child of the Gamma at Bazin. When she and Dad mated, she left her rank for love. I love how my parents love each other. I can’t wait to meet my mate and feel that kind of love. I mean it’s every girl’s dream, right?

"Kyla! Don't get too upset. Just divorce him and let your sister—" Her words cut off the second she saw the spiky-haired guy on the couch. Then her eyes landed on Bruce, fully dressed and calmly holding the baby. She froze. Pointing at the guy, Mom yelled, "Who are you?! Why are you here?!" The guy was still yanking up his pants. "She's the one who called me over." "That's a lie!" Zoey screamed. "I didn't!" Mom completely lost it. "Impossible! Zoey's always been a good girl. There's no way she'd hook up with some trashy punk like you. I'm calling the cops and reporting you for assault!"