A widowed, straight alpha needs a nanny for his child and discovers an estranged, single, and straight omega. What are two straight men to do, especially a desperate employer and an employee who needs a job, when the pheromones start to drive them wild? Is it the mating drive or the mutual respect that could overcome the “not my type” and “don’t jeopardize the job” vibes between the two?
I’m sorry it’s taking this long, I really am. I didn’t expect it to take as long as it has. But I am trying to get the 6th part in as soon as possible. I promise I won’t give up on this fic because I love it so much. I’m very proud of it, even if most people would insist I shouldn’t be given that I’m using a trope that’s considered taboo in mainstream society.
A small contribution: actually, male betas CAN get omegas (both of genres) pregnant in some versions of the extensive world of omegaverse. The differences, in these versions, begins with the “duration” of the link with his omega, formed because of the bite behind the neck: They must bite them from time to time; that, and they have to pass a lot of time with them because they can’t provide a strong smell like the alpha that would stay for a long time, so they have to be sure that the smell doens’t “drops” in any moment. Their relationships tends to be even more emotional/sentimental/honest in several cases because beta doesn’t get affected with the smell of the omega “heat”, so they tend to please them then they need to copulate (if the omega doesn’t take the medicine, I mean).
Jeremy sat at the table in silence, Alyssa, one of his best friends sitting across from him. He had been against the blind date from the beginning since he was worried that his nerves would cause him to go into labour, and that it would force poor Matthew, his date, to take him home or to the hospital before they even got to know each other. He was already a week past his due date, and he knew it wasn’t smart to be out and about in his condition, he also felt as if he would go insane if all he
Omegas are generally lowest on the hierarchy (although in some fanworks Omegas are rare and prized). Male Omegas are self-lubricating and have the ability to become pregnant, sometimes referred to as being bred or mated. Lovers may form pair-bonds with a special connection with telepathic or empathetic qualities. Paired Alphas may be jealous and possessive of their mate, while the Omega may become submissive. Omegas and Alphas may go into heat and need to have sex; this may be the only time Omegas are fertile.
Rocco Shore has become the alpha of his pack after the death of his father, but his promotion comes with a host of problems. He wants out of his relationship with his omega Sky, he is challenged for the pack leadership and he wants someone to love.
Ben collects himself and replies with ’I’m Captain Ben Solo. I’m going to ask you some questions. It is in your best interests that you answer them promptly and precisely, General Hux.’ He tries to keep his voice level but he doesn’t manage to fool himself. Hux looks at him with his eyes wide open. Ben notices he’s fighting back tears but there’s some anger boiling in there too. Of course Hux refuses to talk and Ben knows that he doesn’t suceed in making Hux talk, the Resistance will employ other, more despicable techniques and it tears Ben apart.
Joel finally answered his question as he lifted his eyes to look at the man’s eyes. “The smallest are just bigger than the berries you ate and the biggest can be as large as an ostrich egg.” he said, enjoying the way his stomach was swelling and saw bulges of the eggs on the surface of his taut belly.
But that wasn’t the only reason I love this book. The secondary characters play such a major role, that without them, the book would be lacking something. It also feels like there are two different storylines going on that don’t compete with one another, yet weave together to make it whole. Getting close to the end of the book I wondered if maybe by the end, Tarek and Braun and some of the secondary characters story was far from over. And I am so happy to say that no, it wasn’t the final end, there is more to this series and as so as I was done with Saved I rushed to buy book two.
I am an advocate for reproductive choice. I am an advocate for trans* rights. I embrace the diverse gender spectrum and a person’s right to choose how they identify themselves, whether man, woman or neither. […] I don’t understand the grossed out objections to mpreg. I don’t know if it’s because it’s something normally associated with women’s bodies, and so deemed gross, or if it’s seen as beneath men somehow. I know it’s not even close to being physically possible, but neither are werewolves, for goodness sake. What’s wrong with imagining a world where your ability to reproduce isn’t exclusive or determined by chance? What’s wrong with exploring that subversion of a previously extremely one-sided and gendered experience?
“NNNGhh..” Francis felt himself opening more and more, his skin stretching over the baby’s head and he panted haggardly as it slipped out further than before. Suddenly the burning became unbearable and he felt his anal muscles recoil while his inner sphincter wrapped tightly around the baby’s neck. Tears sprang unbidden to his eyes and he squeezed Niso’s hand.
Cam was just looking for a little fast cash. Stuck at his parents’ house after a nasty breakup, he needed the huge payout offered by Cain Enterprises. Even if it meant being mated by a devastatingly handsome–and devastatingly straight–alpha.
After a bout of ill health his father seems ready to pass the torch at any moment. Unfortunately, the timing couldn’t be any worse. Rocco has only just decided that he needs to part ways with his current boyfriend Skye, but he’s going to …need a mate in order for the pack to accept him fully as Alpha—not to mention fend off evil rival Jarvis’ challenge to his status.
Reaching down between his legs, Ferris felt his baby’s wet head. “I’m trying…” He panted, once more grabbing ahold of his legs and spreading them even wider to make room. With another contraction the merman bore down hard, groaning as he felt the shoulders bulge his vagina as his body tried to push them out at the same time.
He’d done it; he’d given birth for the first time and his mate had been there to help him through it; albeit a bit late. He looked down at their newborns, their cute little tails swaying back and forth as they fed.
Rhys’ nesting habits were no news to Jack. The omega had been building small nests throughout his pregnancy, and had even constructed a couple of makeshift blanket forts beforehand whenever he’d felt down and in need of warmth and snacks. But the current nest that had swallowed up their bed was nothing like Jack had seen before. Hell, he couldn’t even tell if his omega was even inside the nest, with how large and voluminous it was.
_ The kid watching how his parents interact and take care of one another and treat one another, so when the kid grows up and gets a family of their own they remember how Alfred and Artie acted as parents and use them as role models
Summary: Levi Ackerman is a Werewolf and an Omega who lives a rather quiet life in his cottage in the woods. Sure, his Witch neighbor Hange can get irritating and Erwin, the worst Ghost in existence as he is completely incapable of scaring anyone, can grate on his nerves. Especially when the Ghost is insistent on haunting his home.
Effects of Radioactivity by Malintra-ShadowmoonBottled Spirits by Oreramaranfractuous. by drowsydoepilgrimage by Arthisachanging leaves by LadyBitterblueblue fly stuck to black inside a yellow flytrap by gunnerscoutThe Beginnings That Lie In Closeness by MoonbeamsUnsupported by RichardLeachinfinity plus one by muteloop
Sitting in an overly expensive sofa, a pregnant young man was currently watching over several toddlers play on the floor before him. His hand came up to rest on the mound that was his swollen stomach, his womb full with overdue twins. He sighed and rubbed at the stretched skin, his swollen belly exposed. Honestly, I knew mob families were big but this is getting out of hand… He blushed at the thought.