Pregnant Romance Novels & Stories

“I appreciate that you want me to be your first but I will ask one more time… Are you sure you want this? Are you sure you want to be the mother of our child?” I felt her shiver against me and my body reacted to it. A slight hint of pride moved through me that I may have a reaction to her. “Yes, Anthony,” she whispered my name. I sighed and felt a warmth wash over me. Fuck, she was going to be the death of me. “Alright.” I rubbed her waist, feeling her up. “We will go on our honeymoon and don’t worry, baby. I will make your first time feel good. I promise to bring you so much pleasure on our honeymoon.”

I say, and she takes a bite as I kiss the inside of her thigh. My mouth trails up her soft skin until I reach her lower lips. They’re pink and glistening with need. I run my tongue between them and taste her sweetness. I moan at her flavor, knowing that I’ll never get enough of it. Each time is like the first time, and the moment her sweetness hits my lips I’m addicted. “Ronan,” she moans, spreading her legs wider. Her pregnancy hormones are going crazy, so most days we just lie around the house naked and I get her off when she needs it. She’s demanding, but I don’t have a single complaint as I give her exactly what she wants.

Written by: Jesudamilola Abiola✍️ Genre: Er*tic, trilling romance and suspense 👙Katrina POV👙💋 “Me?? Pregnant?” I asked with a frown “Yeah, or what do you think?” She asked firmly “But I thought he made use of c*nd*m… ohhh, i don’t think so!!!, he didn’t use it but it’s just the first time, I’m not supposed to get pregnant now,” I thought with a frown

I asked, and Atlas sighed. “Yes.” “So what you’re saying is that this wolf ritual got me pregnant,” I questioned. “It’s more complicated than that.” He said, and I frowned. “It sounds exactly that simple,” I argued, and Marcus suddenly made a strange choking noise from the front seat. I pointed at Atlas again, ignoring him. “So you’re saying a wolf howled. A magic moon appeared, and a ghost baby flew across America, and now I’m pregnant?” I asked in utter shock, and he shook his head.

“Are you threatening me?” His voice remained gentle. “Baby, I just want someone to talk to.” Something about his tone made my heart soften. I sighed. “Fine. I’ll sit with you for a while.” “Not sit. You’re coming into the hot spring with me.” His voice held a teasing lilt. “No.” I folded my arms. He stepped closer, brushing his lips against mine as he spoke in a coaxing whisper. “Baby, I won’t do anything. I just want company, that’s all.”

Pregnancy pulled her under fast these days. I kicked off my boots, shed my shirt, slid under the covers behind her. My chest pressed to her back as I wrapped one arm around her waist, palm flat over the gentle swell where our child slept. She stirred, sighed, nestled closer without waking. I buried my face in her hair and inhaled lavender and home. Sandra wanted war. Let her come. I kissed the nape of Sharon’s neck. We’d be ready.

I'll marry him, do sex with him and once he's back to his normal self I'll leave him just like you wanted to. Dear, your aunt never asked you for anything but today she's begging you with folded hands to save your marriage with King Alpha. I hope it's not too big to ask for, is it? "Aunt... Are you really telling the truth? Am I pregnant? How's it possible? I no longer understand a thing. Today I'm pregnant and tomorrow I'm not! Today the baby is in my womb and tomorrow it's not. What's going on Aunt?" "What more can I say.

She didn't answer the remaining part of Hannah's question. She couldn't help but put her hand that was under the table on her pregnant belly. A hint of regret flashed across her eyes. Of course, she didn't care about what would happen to Gregory and Regina. After all, ever since she married into the Moores, neither of them had treated her very nicely. But … Ever since she got pregnant and felt the child within her grow gradually as days passed, she finally understood the miraculous feeling of bearing life within her. She didn't want her child to bear the burden of having criminal grandparents.

Roman had did a good job in ruining her perfectly styled hair by Tiffany while they had their passionate moment. Rose knew flirting around with Roman was wrong especially because she was pregnant for her boyfriend. She wasn't just cheating on Daniel, she was cheating with his baby inside of her and it made her feel bad but she didn't know what was going on with her because it was like the hormones were making her crave a forbidden fruit which was Roman. She always yearned for his touch and for his lips to connect with hers. One night, she had cried about not having Roman next to her. She didn't tell Tiffany why she was crying but Tiffany had to sleep next to her. Maybe it was her being self