Omegaverse Mpreg Mga Nobela at Kwento

He called his name again, with a crack voice. "Do you even hear me? You get pregnant to me, the twins were taken out of you and forced to grow inside a tank, at leas felt a bit of a sympathy with them! They're our flesh and blood, ours!” “No! I want to see Axel, I'm not Penelope! Stop!” He cried with his hands on his ears, eyes shut tight, he couldn't admit he felt torn, from hearing everything his not numb. “Your a Recessive Omega, not a Common Omega! If you still don't believe it, you can-------

I couldn’t believe my ears; I was no longer a member of the Silver Moon Pack. This seemed so unrealistic; I couldn’t believe he would go this far just to please my worst enemy. Maybe they had both planned it out, and I was just their key to the biggest farmland and the oldest bungalow in the entire pack. A mere teacher who didn’t worth anything but her resources. A blunt Omega.

he hisses as he changes his position, pulling himself up and hooking my leg on his hip as he drives into me, his knot swells bigger and bigger with each thrust and my mouth hangs open. I cry out with every sharp thrust, feeling the knot catching on my rim and slipping loose as we both approach the peak, my eyes roll back in my head from the heat in the room and I stroke my cock as my second orgasm rocks my body. Every moment feels like touching heaven. “I'm gonna…” he grunts and I lock my legs around him, wanting him to cum inside and fill me with his seed, but he pulls out and finishes on my stomach instead. Even my omega protests with a whine at the act.

he teared up again. [ ** Author’s Note: This is a mpreg aka male pregnancy story. Male werewolves have the ability to carry offsprings of their own. Details about their biology have been described in MY DRAGON MATE. However, not knowing about it will not hamper the flow of this story ** ]

her voice held promise before she shifted in front of my very eyes! A dirty brown she-wolf stood in her stead, with red simmering eyes. A rogue! Aka barbaric, uncouth, lawless, murderous wolf who strove on terror. A scream instantly tore out of my throat, my heart picking up pace but my throat constricted painfully, the veins in my neck straining. I, a mute, full-term pregnant, wolfless omega was easily towered by the monster in front of me, and I couldn’t even scream for help, leave alone lift a finger against the death machine intent on shredding me to bits and pieces.

Bloom nods faintly, more tears rolling down her face. “Good.” ~ Sage stares at his reflection in the bathroom mirror, his gaze fixed on his flat stomach. He promised Rowan a child, but the longer he thinks about his impulsive decision, the more he realizes how impossible it is, or Sage is just scared of getting pregnant. Every case of male omega pregnancy always ends in a dead end; there’s no way his case will be any different. The longer he thinks about it, the more absurd the idea gets. Guess he won’t be keeping that promise.

I fucking hate you! “Are you sure it is mine?” I ask Ruth. While Omegas can get pregnant only when they are in heat, the other females can get pregnant even if they are not in heat. She looks offended. “Just because I invited you to my room doesn’t mean I am a slut. That role belongs to—” I slam my fist on the desk. “Don’t you dare say a bad word about my mate!” I snarl. “You are better off without her. She was sleeping with your father—”

"My mother cheated on her husband, the then alpha of the Chicago Pack, and apparently with a sorcerer, having me. Really, how else would I have been born an omega? My supposed parents weren't exactly wolves of the lowest rank." Lexie was clear on this one. Belinda's final words had been meant as a jab at her, who had been born an omega simply because her parents were one. It felt like a low blow, especially coming from someone who was supposed to be her best friend. However, Lexie also recognized that Belinda must be going through a lot. It wouldn't do to judge someone who was likely suffering by what they said.

I sat in the doctor’s office, my chest tighter than it should have been. The man came in. Settling into his chair, he handed my result to me. Written boldly on it was Pregnancy test—positive. My stomach flipped, and I almost threw up again. I scoffed; this couldn’t be mine. But when I dragged my eyes to the top, Elijah Blakes was written. “How could this be?” My eyes snapped to the doctor. “I don’t even experience heat.” Calmly, he nodded. “I know it’s confusing. One in a hundred Omega males with hormonal dysfunction, especially those with a developed uterus do get pregnant even without experiencing heat. Rare, but not impossible.”

Or the bond- the mate pull weakened by me? But Meg had been no omega. She is a Sigma- a rare and powerful wolf who answered to no one, not even an alpha. When the truth was revealed, Soren had been humbled, his pride wounded. He had begged for her forgiveness but she had blocked him off. Even now, he could not contact her. “She’s in the training grounds,” Will said, breaking the silence. “With the gammas. She’s training with them.” I hate that he knows me so well.