Pregnancy Fanfiction Novels & Stories

That’s right, the big bad Alpha of Pack Nova ran after a ball like a common dog and proudly returned it to my three year old, licking her face until she squealed and collapsed beneath the onslaught. Of all the outcomes I considered when I pictured this moment, this is the very last thing I ever imagined. I was ready for the anger, for yelling and drawn out fights, but no amount of preparation could ever make me ready for this: for watching Lila play with her father for the first time in her life. When the tears begin to fall I sneak away to the bathroom, thankfully unnoticed amidst the raucous play. When I first got pregnant this was exactly the kind of scene I dreamed about. Before the reje

Then he spoke again. “You found out you were pregnant, but you didn’t want to have my baby. So you decided to fake those hickeys, right?” he said with a smirk. “You wanted me to see them. You wanted me to get angry and hurt you, so you’d lose the baby. That was your plan, wasn’t it?” I blinked, confused. What kind of insane story was that? But as his grip tightened slightly, I realized, it didn’t matter what was true. What mattered was that he believed his own version.

I want to turn her around, pick her up, and look into her beautiful eyes while I fuck her, feel her legs wrap around me and her fingers dig into my skin. Right as I’m about to cum, I see her hand speed up, and when I hear her whisper my name, I lose control and cum with a force that momentarily blinds me. Images of Savanna fucking herself and then me fucking her float through my mind, but it’s the last image that sticks with me, refusing to budge. I see myself fucking her from behind in the shower with my arms wrapped around her very swollen belly. What the fuck? Did I just have a pregnancy fantasy starring my best friend’s daughter?

Proserpina I waited expectantly for Lucien had told me that he was due back this evening. Just a clipped message, that was all but it had made me blush. God knows my body longed for him to return and claim me. Pregnancy always turned me into a roaring sex maniac, I thought drily and I marvelled in that mix of pain and pleasure my lover put me through, his savage lovemaking leaving me breathless and panting for more. Ria was standing in the hallway, speaking urgently in a low voice and I saw from the pinched expression on my son’s face that it was something that did not make him happy.

Who knows, maybe I passed out. I groan tiredly as I force myself to sit up on the bed, releasing a deep sigh. Shouldn't I at least see Ren by my side? Why's he not here? I ask myself and sigh for the second time. I hate the fact that Ren now avoids me. I don't know what I can do to make him love me again, but I will try to win his heart back. I have no idea how I fell so deeply in love with him, this was meant to be fake from the onset, but I guess this is our fate. Taking a deep breath, I place my hand on my stomach which is still very flat. I'm just two months pregnant, so it's still not obvious yet.

I couldn't help but cling to him as if the closeness would make me pregnant for real. The night before, as he slept, I had clung to him, reveling in the triumph of securing my place in his life. The excitement of the pregnancy announcement still echoed in my mind, and I couldn't deny the satisfaction that came with achieving what I desired. The political alliance with Alpha Gray, the impending union, and the anticipated heir—all felt like pieces of a puzzle falling into place. A smile played on my lips as I remembered the moments before Alpha Gray entered the room. The previous day had been filled with anticipation and a nagging fear that my lies would be exposed. I had one more chance to co

And however many times she opened her eyes, reality, she was forced to admit, persisted. "Pregnant," she whispered, the word all too foreign on her lips. She didn't even know who was speaking anymore. "How could I let this happen?" All of it came back now, flooding into her head, intoxicating anonymity, the gaze of fire under the mask, a racing heartbeat against their kiss, and an utter feeling of being another person altogether. Never had she felt that free, even for just one night. Now she felt more like her liberation was some faraway dream smashed by undeniable truths in her hands.

"Mom? Did you hear me? I'm pregnant." "I heard you." I took a breath, tried to process. "Are you... how do you feel about that?" "Terrified. Panicked. Completely freaking out." "Okay. Tell me what's going on." "I just made junior partner three months ago. JUNIOR PARTNER, Mom. I worked six years for this. Marcus is working eighty-hour weeks at the hospital. We barely see each other. Our apartment is the size of a shoebox. And now I'm PREGNANT and I don't know how to do this and—"

I hated that thought immediately. The silence between us no longer felt awkward now. Just intimate. Outside, the rain finally began slowing against the windows while exhaustion settled heavily through my body again. I leaned back carefully against the couch. “I think pregnancy is humiliating.” Damien looked almost amused. “That’s a strong description.” “I cried yesterday because toast smelled aggressive.”

so that their little family is not haunted by a woman of the same name who becomes his nightmare all of this time. He could not possibly wake Manny at this time, his mate... since her pregnancy becomes difficult to sleep at night ... maybe the effect of the baby in her stomach. Even talking about the baby in the stomach made Harry smile widely ... he thanks the moon goddess for having her in his life. He laid down again and hugged Manny with his arms. He used his left arm as a pillow for the mother of his future children, a very sassy mother when she is pregnant, sexy. They spent a lot of erotic time together while Manny was pregnant because those eyes looked even sexier when she is angry.