My Husband, Her Eggs, My Womb Novels & Stories

The Lorne family had tried to settle the betrothal and let me go but after Selene died, I was her replacement to make babies for the Lorne family, which in my case, is more depressing. Mason didn't want the marriage, but technically he as forced into the marriage, his family adored me but that was my last ticket, if I do not bear children for Mason, I could be discarded, and yes i love Mason so much despite all these. I want to believe the universe is out for me. I could bear it, I had to leave before anyone recognizes me here with Grandma. Just as I stood up about to leave the door opened and my husband walked in with a packaged fruit basket in his hands, the smile on his face immediately d

he whispered pushing his erection in her with her legs spread apart and him facing her directly to her face. “I have longed for this…” she said weakly feeling him thrust himself inside her continually, she felt satisfied in a very long time considering how her husband always brought up the baby excuse every time they were supposed to fuck. If you don’t get what you want where you are you go get it somewhere else.

I sigh as I place my hand on the womb. "This is an artificial womb, My eggs have been harvested and fertilised with King Halturian's sperm." "Wow! Just wow.! Sasha says as she comes to stand by my side. "Are you mad at me?" I whisper, Sasha stands beside me, placing her hand over mine she smiles as she says. "Oh, Megan, your my best friend in the whole world I could never be mad at you. I think what your doing is pretty amazing and very selfless. How long before you know if it's viable?"

“Victoria is arrogant just because she’s rich! I’ll never marry her, not even if I go broke! “Emma, you’re the only one in the world who understands me. None of those rich heiresses actually love me! “The board of directors is putting the pressure on me now, so we should keep our marriage a secret. I’ll publicly introduce you as my wife once I gain control over the entire company.” What a joke, all of it. His children were old enough to go to school now. Everything I had done over the past five years amounted to nothing. I woke up every morning to make him breakfast, I stayed up every night to wait for his return… And now, I had conceived his baby. What did all of this even mean to him?

James raised a brow. “Of course I’m not disappointed,” she rushed on, the words tumbling out faster and faster. “What’s there not to like anyway? I mean—my husband is rich and handsome and kind, and I’m pretty sure his heart is made of solid gold. Any woman would be lucky—no, fortunate—to stand by your side. And so what if we can’t have a child? That’s not even a big deal. There are so many couples in the world who live perfectly full lives without one. Entire lifetimes. Happy ones.” She barely paused to breathe.

Then she whispered, “You can confide in me Miss Gloria, tell me anything bothering your mind about this baby. I will always help you. Or you don’t have any money to pay for the check up?” I felt a warm hand encircling my heart as she said this. In the next moment, I let it all out immediately. “Dr Lucy I regret opting for this insemination now I am stuck” I sobbed truthfully and regretfully. “My husband damaged my womb with abortion pills and thinks I’m now dead. Lost my job just after gettting the insemination done, so I think of asking the semen donor of a f*e or…… The I broke into sobs. She stood up from her seat and came over to my side and patted my back gently, “You are not the only on

I smiled weirdly and cut him off, “What are you saying? What gynecologist? Why do…” “Your womb? Have you forgotten that it's cold? Or you don't want to talk about it? Your husband said he doesn't mind if you can't give birth, and he wants me to draft a good plan for you. Now I was able to contact a better doctor that can treat you. You married a good man!!” He said, with a smile. His words slammed into me, sharp as glass. I felt the walls closing in, my breath quickening. I took a step back, shaking my head. “Please… what are you saying..…”

‘Thank you, good sire’ she said, playing along to the way I complimented her. I wanted to scream out to everyone that this was my wife, I know they know, but I don’t think they know how proud and happy I am that she is my wife. To them, this is just a business arrangement. To her, this is just a contract for her company, but to me, this was special, and I would do everything to make her see that. ‘I am so proud to have you as my wife’ I said in a whisper as I leaned in towards her ears. She flinched as I said those words and was a bit taking aback.

"Chat, look! This is the pervert's wife! She finally shows herself!" Jenny lunged at me like a mad dog, pointing at my face and shouting, "You shameless wench! Get your pervert husband out here! He touched my daughter! We won't let you off until you pay us a million dollars for emotional trauma!" Yvonne, sobbing, added, "Girl, you're a woman too; how can you protect your husband after what he did to me? Look at the marks on my neck! They're left by his fingers when he choked me!"

"Don't worry. I will be gentle." "No, I want to know what happens next." she blurted out. "What? You mean you don't know what happens next?" God, Why do I feel like I am a pedophile? "Um... I know. Like your sperms get into my ovum. Baby forms. But... uh.. but how will your sperm get to my ovaries in my stomach?" God! A semi naked sexy wife in bed. But she talks about 10th grade biology stuff! "You really don't know?" I am totally surprised. I lost interest in love making now. All I am interested in now is testing her brain. Has it grown with her as per her age?! I highly doubt it!