When Does Adrian Get Pregnant Novels & Stories

Adrian’s jaw tightened slightly. “You don’t know that.” Aurora looked back at him. “Would you have taken that risk?” Adrian didn’t answer. The silence lasted several seconds. Then Adrian spoke again. “You’re pregnant.” It wasn’t a question. Aurora nodded slowly. “Yes.” The word felt heavier than she expected. Adrian looked away briefly, processing the information. “How long?” “Two months.” Another silence followed. Aurora felt her chest tighten. This was the moment she had feared.

He gently nibbled on her lips before he asked, “Are you sure we are ready for another baby?” Riley chuckled and said, “There is nothing we can’t do together. If we get pregnant now, Freya will be almost two years old when I give birth.” Adrian nodded. He smiled at her, saying, “Okay, Honey.” He smirked and asked, “How many times can I devour you tonight?” “As many times as you like, Mr. King,” Riley said with a playful glint in her eyes. *** While Riley and Adrian were getting ready to pull out an all-nighter, Clint and Zia found themselves in a situation at the villa.

Adrian’s expression remained unreadable, his eyes focused on her as if he were trying to process what she had just said. And then, slowly, a smile spread across his face. “You’re pregnant?” he repeated, his tone filled with a strange mix of emotions. Elara nodded, her heart lifting at the sight of his smile. “Yes,” she said softly. “I’m carrying your child.” Adrian reached out and took her hand, his grip firm but gentle. “That’s… that’s wonderful news, Elara,” he said, though there was a hesitation in his voice that made her stomach twist with unease.

she asks softly. I nod. “Yeah.” She doesn’t say anything else, just leans against the railing beside me. She knows better than to push. We sip our drinks in silence, pretending the world isn’t shifting beneath our feet. That night, when we get back to the house, Adrian is humming as he changes into his sleepwear. He seems lighter, like a man who finally got what he wanted. He even brushes his fingers through my hair as he walks past me to the bathroom. “We should start thinking about dates,” he calls from inside. “Spring weddings are always nice. Or summer. Beachside maybe?”

His hand slipped between them, rubbing her clit furiously. She came first—shattering around him with a loud cry, walls clenching tight. Adrian didn’t stop, chasing his own release with filthy grunts. “Take it all, Elena. Fuck—gonna fill you up.” With a final, deep thrust, he came hard, flooding her with hot spurts of cum. He stayed buried inside, grinding slowly to push it deeper. “Good girl. Keeping every drop.” They collapsed together, breathless and tangled. Adrian kissed her softly now, hand resting on her belly. “This is just the beginning. I can’t wait to see you pregnant.”

“Adrian.” He paused. Something in her tone made his expression shift. “I’m pregnant.” Silence. Complete. Utter. The words didn’t just land they echoed. Adrian didn’t move. Didn’t blink. It was like the entire room had frozen around him. “…What?” he said finally. Elara didn’t hesitate. Didn’t soften it. Didn’t take it back. “I’m pregnant.” and it's yours The air between them changed instantly. Sharpened. Heavy.

"Lauren, are you in there? Are you okay?" Adrian’s knock on the bathroom door was gentle, and his voice was perfectly steady, showing no cracks. I quickly typed the confirmation I’d sent earlier, then forced myself to step out, masking the storm inside me. I looked at him carefully, every word measured. "I’m fine. I just feel a little nauseous. Adrian, do you think I might be pregnant?" His face changed instantly. "Impossible!" I blinked.

“She looked… happy.” Adrian’s expression hardened, but there was still a sliver of doubt in his eyes. “That doesn’t mean what you think it does, Sam. Maybe there’s more to the story.” “There is no story,” I fired back. “I’ve been a fool for long enough, Adrian. She’s pregnant with his child, for God’s sake.” The silence that followed was thick and heavy. Adrian seemed to weigh my words, his mouth pressing into a thin line. Before he could respond, the door slammed open, and Genevieve burst into the room like a storm.

She hesitated—just for a second—then lifted her gaze to meet his. “I’m pregnant.” The words fell heavy between them. Adrian froze. The room seemed to hold its breath. “What?” he whispered. “I found out days ago,” Eva said, tears spilling freely now. “I didn’t plan it. I didn’t even think it was possible.” His face drained of color. “Daniel—” “It’s not his,” she said quickly. “It can’t be.” Silence crashed down again—thick, suffocating. Adrian stared at her like she’d shattered something inside him.

He shrieked. “What?” Adrian said. “Alannah is pregnant.” Julia said before Connor would break the news and I held back my laughter. “What?!!!!” Adrian shouted. “That’s great news. Congratulations Man.” He added happily. “Thanks Man.” Connor replied. “And Julia, the least you could do is not be a killjoy, you could’ve let me break the news myself instead of yelling it like that.” He added and I laughed. “How long have you known?” Adrian asked Julia who only laughed.