Mother Impregnated By Son Novels & Stories

That explained a lot. “Well, technically…” She trailed, and I snapped my look on her lips, eagerly hanging from her next words. “He’s not just mine. He’s yours, too.” She muttered, and I felt like a peal of thunder had just struck me in the head. Realization hit me hard, like a freight train. “Mine?” I blinked. I had a son? I had a son… The aura Zeus felt before. ‘We have a son,’ Zeus howled in my head, finally waking up from the trance he was in, gawking at his mate from the moment Ariadne stepped back into our lives.

“Yes. I did not find out about him until after you left. He was conceived before I met you; before I even met Cassie.” I take a deep breath as I process the news. My mate impregnated another woman. He has a child with this other woman. Does he want to be with this other woman so that they can provide his son with a complete family? Will he want to move this other woman to the pack? To the packhouse? Does she already live here?

I hear from the back of my mind, her voice commanding me to take her once more. Despite trying to fight against this growing need building within me, I find myself pounding into her soft flesh once more. The animal buried deep within me taking over control and taking what he desires. *End of flashback* Looking back on that day I realized that Eve cast some sort of spell over me to get me to betray Mammon and mate with her. Our mating resulted in the birth of my son, which I will never regret, but my time spent with his mother is the biggest regrets of my life.

Later, she became pregnant with Conrad, and originally wanted to send him away, but seeing that he was smart and clever, she knew that he would definitely be obedient when he grew up, and obediently be a beast of burden and a tool to earn money. These years, he had indeed been obedient and sensible, as long as he earned money, he would send it home. But with the relationship being exposed like this, her face was a little unsightly. In the livestream. [What a shocking secret? Our male god is actually not biological, just a tool to earn money, this mother and son are really shameless, this younger brother is simply a second-generation rich kid.] [Everyone charge, push our male god up, send thi

And I have a surprise for you, something I never imagined or cared for but equally was happy when our son presented himself. Belle was pregnant when we were in hiding in Leo's land, her belly swelling without our knowledge until one day it was undeniable as it popped from a lodge to full blown swollen pregnant belly. She birthed our son in the bath, screaming out her pain as she pushed him out of her body and into my waiting hands. He came out in the form of a wolf, and it was then that I knew I mated her as Hati and not Damian. That the key to my procreation was my own sperm compared to the lack of Damian's.

That unmistakable tingle running from my fingertips up my arm and straight into my chest. Holy Mother Moon Goddess. I pulled my hands away and stood very still. Maybe she hadn’t felt it. She’d already been marked — maybe that changed things. And even if she had felt it, maybe she didn’t know what it meant. She’d never had a fated mate before. But I had. I knew exactly what was happening. Could this get any more f**king complicated? The woman was pregnant. With my stepson’s child. For all practical purposes, she was carrying my grandchild. This could not, and absolutely should not, be happening.

passion as I was, so it didn't take him long to get close. That wonderful tool of his expanded on its short road to ecstasy. Just then, he lifted me like a rag doll and gently threw me onto his bed. I quickly said, 'now see here, Jimmy, it's one thing to play around a little, but I still am your mother. I am also a married woman, one who can't fool around unless you have a condom big enough for that thing of yours. My cycle peaks today. So unless you want to have a sexy mommy in the house, her belly swollen with your baby, her breasts engorged with mother's milk, you had better stop'. Dear diary, those were not the best chosen words to stop an incredibly well-hung, musclebound, son with a r

Sure enough, after only two seconds of hesitation, he stepped forward unhurriedly and cleared his throat. "You're all mistaken. Eloise Lloyd is not my son's mother. She's only..." He paused, his gaze falling tenderly on Samantha. "She's only the nanny I hired for my son. Samantha Yates is my son's real mother." A nanny? I froze, feeling myself going numb. Victor and I had been together since college. We had been through thick and thin for ten years. When his business failed and he fell into debt, I even fought with my father for his sake. When his frequent social drinking gave him stomach problems, I woke up at 5:00 am every day to make him a nourishing stew.

Just when I thought I was finally getting my strength back… life decided to crush me again. I didn’t need a DNA test to tell me who the father was. This baby… wasn’t Klaus’s. It belonged to the King. My husband’s father. I am pregnant with my husband’s father’s child. What am I going to do? How would I tell the world that the baby growing inside me isn’t my husband’s, but his father’s? Please… someone help me.

The lady she had been looking at, stood a far distance from them, she seem to pause, she got a call, and walked back outside to take the call. "Hello bitch, I see your prayer got answered and my son is out of Danger, but I just came to tell you to never in your boring life, call my son your husband again. You Lost the right to call him your husband. Yes you Lost it, the very moment you opened your legs to sleep with another man, and then get pregnant". Mrs Brown was really harsh with her statement. Amanda was close to tears.