Romans & histoires Xo Rybaby

Looking around the room, I saw Abel, Director James, and a few people working in Xavier's company. They all gave their gifts and wished the children well. Xavier held my hand, squeezing gently as a hearty smile bloomed on his face. The ceremony continued for a while before Xavier handed the baby over to my mother. I followed him to my mother and poked the baby's cheeks. His round cheek pulled as he opened his small mouth and laughed. The baby looked cute... He was the only one who looked exactly like me. Taking after both my eyes and tender face. I knew without even conducting a test that he was an omega.

Aaron tries to pull him. "No I like this car, let me drive huahahhh this is so fun" ryan drives the car toy and makes fun. "Argh you idiot go sit in your car and drive" Aaron was Frustrated. Hope eyes travels to babyboy, tears filled in his eyes. "NO!NO! don't cry baby" Before she consoles him, Babyboy starts crying loudly. "Daddy, my car. Daddy" Babyboy screams. Babyboy's daddy came running to him.

I'm ready to try this drinking thing again and tonight is going to end a whole lot differently than the first time. The only problem is Roxy's pregnant. "It's contagious. You gave it to me." She points to her giant baby bump that's hardly showing. She's small so it looks big in comparison. If I didn't know any better I'd say it was fake. It looks like someone shoved a basketball under her shirt since it's the only place you can tell she's pregnant. "There'll be a next time," I try and reassure her. "Liar." She pulls back from me and gets up the best she can without falling over. "I heard Nolan talking about having another baby."

I am going to save you, Baby. @cycy

He asked, giving a hard spank on her both asscheeks, then on her boobs. She curled her toes. “Ummm…. Ahhh….” She nodded her head in response. He slapped her boobs once again, this time harder than before. “Words, babygirl.” “Yes, daddy.” “What yes?” He twisted her nipples and pulled them harder. “Ahhh…. Daddyyyy…. Ahhh….” Isabella moaned loudly, arching her back. “Yes, daddy, I’ll follow your words.” Oliver squeezed her boobs lightly. “That’s like my good babygirl. Now get your knees near your chest.”

OH BABY GRACE The hospital which felt scary had changed to full of warmth, Grace's confession was received by Mrs.Launtin with extraordinary happiness. Even the two men who had been outside the room, were now with them with a much more soothing conversation a family filled with love.Grace can feel the perfect family at a very young age, but has a high role because she is married to a man named Mr.Charmond.An adult man who has power and a big name as a billionaire.It sounds a bit unreasonable, but in reality that's what has happened.She doesn't care how people outside say that she is only taking advantage of Mr.Charmond who has enormous wealth, but up to this moment Grace herself is not inter

They spilled freely down her eyes and she stretched out her arms and placed the sleeping baby in Xavier's arms. Xavier's eyes were glued to the tiny baby in his arms. His hands moved and he stroked the baby's rosy cheeks, his long silky eyelashes, the soft texture of his purple hair. His fingers lingered on the white streak at the side of his hair and tears pooled in his eyes again. The baby was part him and part Cassie. "She named him Rohan", Xavier whispered. Tabitha wiped the tears from her eyes and tried to smile at him. "She did",she said softly. "She was strong through out the birth".

Lucy asks. "In case you didn't know, lucy." Xander pauses, "This baby is indeed mine. I fucked Brinley and made her cum, screaming my name. So if I want her family to know this baby is mine, that's my choice." My cheeks heat as Lucy stares at me wide-eyed, and Knox smirks at Xander. "I didn't think you had it in you, brother," Knox says, placing a hand on his shoulder. "If you ever need pointers, I'm your man," Knox adds with a smirk.

ALEXA I woke up in a strange bed, with strange smells and strange noises. Not the smell of wet soil and farm house noises I was used to. I was the noise of honking cars and the odor of too many people packed into too little space. I turned around on the silk sheet and saw the indentation on the pillow beside mine and the entire events of the previous night came flooding back to my head. It was a night of many firsts, My twenty-first, my first real trip out of our lazy, country town, my first time at a club and first shot. I smiled at the memory of my friends and our wild night. I felt a wetness between my legs and the events of my blackout revealed itself to me. The broody man, his friends a