Steve Harrington X Reader Pregnant Novels & Stories

It was time. I pulled my mouth away, repositioning her for what I'd been waiting for all day. I twitched in anticipation, and the moment I filled her up, she let out a loud cry. I bet it was better than she had expected. As I pumped in and out, her face turned crimson. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks. I couldn’t resist kissing her, and as I did, she tipped over the edge, dragging me along.

She just needs to be more cautious this time and take the vitamins and supplements the doctor had prescribed for her and the baby’s health. "We're going to have a baby, Honey!" Stanley said, and smothered her with kisses. Maxine stared at Stanley, tears brimming in her eyes. She wondered if Stanley was this happy when his ex-wife got pregnant with Heather. Despite her overthinking, she felt overjoyed with the love she received from her husband. "Are you happy?" She asked him. "Yes, Honey, I'm the happiest man alive. I'm going to be a father!” he exclaimed.

Content warning: This chapter contains graphic sexual content. Feel free to skip to chapter 12 if you are a minor or if you're uncomfortable with such scenes. “You’re going to have sex with her?” Alina exclaimed as she sat up from the bed. Vaughn sighed. “The doctor said it’ll be the fastest way to get her pregnant,” he said. “I already told my parents that Eloise is pregnant, so this is the easiest bet." Alina glared at him.

the girl asked curiously. "Haven't you heard the scandal about the assistant who got pregnant by Liam Harrington?" Thorne said, pulling out his phone and showing her a picture of Izzy. "Well, my boss is Maxine Johnson, the wife. She came here to meet the pregnant one in secret, right here in your store." "No way," the girl said, eyes wide.

Harrison and Levi exchanged glances. Levi shook his head, as if disappointed. "I mean her and the baby, Stefan. You didn’t know?" Stefan blinked several times. The room felt hotter all of a sudden. He tugged at the collar of his shirt, but it didn’t help. "She’s... she’s pregnant?" he asked, stunned. "I thought you knew. She’s two months and a few days along," Harrison replied. "Wow. Father of two. How exciting," Levi said with a sarcastic smile.

"What's wrong with me?" "You're pregnant," Ava said, the two words falling into the quiet room like heavy iron weights. "Six weeks. The pup is healthy, Kaira... but its aura is unmistakable. It carries the Alpha bloodline of the Golden Pack." The world stopped. The crackle of the fireplace, the howling mountain wind outside, the sound of my own breathing—everything vanished, replaced by an agonizing, deafening ringing in my ears. Liam's child.

Horatio's sister ran up the slope shortly after, dropping to her knees before hitting at his chest until she was pulled away. Harlow felt Gore's arms wrapping around her. She was wondering why Horatio hadn't got up yet. She closed her eyes, trying to heal him again. The moment she did, there was a groan. When she opened her eyes, Scarlet was kissing Horatio, telling him that she was pregnant. The next thing she knew, October did the same, causing a grin to break out on Alistair's face. "Well, since they are doing it. I'm pregnant too." Harlow smiled at Gore.

Hector’s POV Tiffany had just left to go to the office for a little while and Jethro asked me and Stefan to meet him in the living room. “What’s wrong?” I asked first. He rubbed his face, “Tiffany might be pregnant. She has no idea who the father could be.” Stefan sharply inhaled and I sat further back in my seat. I certainly wasn’t expecting to hear those words come out of his mouth. “Does that mean it could be one of ours?” Stefan finally asked.

This is just a preliminary discussion. I took a deep breath, smoothing my sweater over my clearly visible bump. No point trying to hide it now—my pregnant status was splashed across every gossip site and society blog in the city. The headlines ranged from sympathetic ("Pregnant Ex-Wife of Business Tycoon Targeted in Shocking Attack") to scandalous ("Kyle Branson's Secret Love Child Drama"). Kyle stood as I approached, something flickering in his eyes as they dropped to my stomach. For a moment, neither of us spoke.

Harrington’s phone was already recording, the little red light steady on me. I lay there on my back in the middle of the soaked king bed, legs spread wide, cum leaking out of my pussy and ass in thick, slow rivers. My whole body was trembling. I could feel it dripping down my crack onto the sheets. “One more round, mommy,” Harrington said, voice low. “Beg each of us to breed you while I film it.” The shame burned so hot I could barely breathe, but the words spilled out anyway. “Please… breed me. All of you. Knock me up. I need it.”