“Mpreg On Tumblr Shifters”

I only read the first four novellas in the Author, Preston Walkers “MPREG Romance Bundle.” And as a big fan of this particular genre of writing I thoroughly enjoyed them all. “Uriel’s Forest” is quite the tale and gave me a lot to think about long after I finished reading it. I read the “bonus book” included in the collection (Regal Bloodlines) a while ago and wrote a separate review which I posted on Amazon.All in all I can highly recommend the first four books for anyone liking very well written, imaginative m/m romance, mpreg books.

All omegas would act differently towards an alpha approaching them during heat, honestly. It also pretty much depends on the author’s depiction of the classes in the story. The one I’ve seen that’s most popular is the idea that an omega will want the alpha to fuck them, yeah. It varies on how the alpha approaches, though, cause again, it depends on the author. In some stories the alpha may think it’s their right to check on the omega, while others will be really sheepish about it.

“Let me fuck you!” He gasped out, exasperated. Keith opened his eyes at Lance with a lustful look and just tilted his head back a bit before dropping himself down. Lance’s eyes shot wide open as he bellowed in pleasure, the slickness of Keith’s walls allowing his cock to slam all the way in immediately. Keith let out a whining noise at the feeling of his walls being stretched once Lance was fully inside, but other than that, he didn’t seem to be in an impossible amount of pain, which pleased Lance.

Marriage wasn’t all domestic bliss and barefoot pregnancies. Well at least that’s not how it started out for the Malfoy-Potters and if they were being honest with each other they expected no less, especially now that Draco had a permanent job as a Professor at Hogwarts alongside Harry.

A mostly quiet birthHer nurses’ uniform had grown tight over the last nine months, but somehow she’d managed to squeeze her girth into the white dress. She stood at the emergency room counter, watching as a woman about her size was wheeled in, hissing and panting. It was obvious the woman was in labour, her partner panicking beyond belief as he followed along beside her.

Birth of surpriseShe huffed and puffed and closed her eyes as a contraction came. All she could do was get through it. Alexis had more important things to do. It was CHRISTMAS, after all. The contractions had woken her up at about 4am, about two hours earlier than she’d wanted to wake up.

I’m a curious sort of person and I couldn’t let this just sit without exploring it further, so I began reaching out on social media to find out why we like this sort of obscure subgenre.  Through Twitter I was getting a lot of amazing feedback, but a lot of people don’t feel comfortable discussing it so openly so I set up a survey where people could anonymously explain why this genre is so appealing to them. The responses were incredible.  What struck me was not only the similarities among our responses, but also the rare response that made the experience personal for that one respondent alone.  

Scratch that, it was the perfect time to socialize: a lazy Saturday morning with cotton candy clouds and drowsy orange sunlight. The two were out shopping for Arthur’s insistent cravings. Alfred had wanted it to remain just the two of them, relishing every second of their time together before the inevitable addition to their little family, but they’d managed to draw in quite the crowd upon their entrance to the store.

Artemis Wolffe and Mercy May are 2 of my favorite authors. This is the first book I’ve listed to narrated by Gus Klondike. I was not disappointed! Gus made the book come to life. I will definitely be looking for more books narrated by Gus Klondike! I highly recommend this book!

“It hurts so much,” Francis mumbled against Niso’s chest. “How did you do it?”Niso shook his head as he helped Francis to the bed. “You didn’t give me a choice…” His eyes were hard but they softened as he moved to spread Francis’ legs further apart while applying gently pressure to the other’s hips.

When the lonely city boy and aspiring Alpha meet on OmegaDate, their connection is immediate and all-consuming. But Rocco can’t tell Kade exactly what he’s looking for without putting fatal pressure on their blossoming relationship—especially since Kade has made it clear that he would never dream of leaving his life in the city. And when sparks from Rocco’s past relationship ignite that powder-keg, there’s no way it won’t explode.

mating with another alpha’s daughter , but one problem, Matt is 100% gay and would never be that way with a woman. So he runs and hoping to outrun his father and his father’s rules. But at a hotel Matt never would have found his fated mate. With a tiger no less, totally another taboo for him

Former Special Forces soldier Isaac Ward has been searching for something to belong to ever since his mother kicked him out on the streets as a teen. He believes he has finally found this in a fierce annual competition where the end prize is becoming one of the few elite humans to be selected and turned into a werewolf of the Winter’s Hollow Pack. When the alpha of the Winter’s Hollow Pack offers Isaac the opportunity to bypass the Trials and become a wolf shifter immediately, Isaac is shocked to learn the price.

As the latest contraction gripped her bulging belly, her tail curling of its own accord in reaction to the pain, she groaned, “Not a million times, Tris, maybe just two or three.” Her eyes were scrunched shut in an effort to block everything, including the pain, out.

Kade Sinclair lives on his own in the city and his dates always used to have problems that his three adorable dogs always came first. Now he can’t even remember his last date. His body clock is telling him he needs to find a mate but he is far too busy to do anything about it.

Another respondent who towards a certain ambiguity in their dislike for A/B/O is Abby (female, bisexual, 18-25, UK). She criticises “the societal sexism towards Omegas or the internalised sexism. Feels too much like homophobia and sexism rolled into one, which I just can’t stand.” Yet she continues: “It’s funny because I actually enjoy the societal sexism in PWP fics. Like, as a kink that is role-play or just PWP that you can interpret as role-play, I enjoy it (not the internalised homophobia/sexism though – like I mentioned earlier, it’s a complete no-no for me) but having an au where the society treats Omegas as second-class citizens feels too much like an interpretation of our current society and I read fanfic to escape it.”

”That will be all,Thank you. Take the day off,I know as well as you that you are due soon,As I am. Please,You mustn’t strain yourself” Ciel smiles before sipping his tea. Sebastian bows as best he can  to Ciel and leaves the room,Leaving Ciel to himself. Ciel sips on his tea and sighs as he rubs his stomach. Suddenly,He feels a pain consume his stomach. He clutches his stomach and leans slightly over the table,He pants softly as the pain grows worse,and he lets out a relieved sigh as the pain ends. Slowly and cautiously,He stands,a hand over his stomach. He waddles to the door,But is dropped by another excruciating pain. He drops to his knees and cries out. He rocks back and forth and groans as the pain finally eases. He stands up cautiously and walks out of the dining room. He waddles to his bedroom and sinks down onto the bed,Rubbing his stomach gently. He takes his eye patch off and lays it on the table before closing his eyes,Trying to get a much needed nap. Eventually,He falls asleep but is awoken a short while later to another stomach cramp. He groans loudly as he rubs his stomach. As the pain eases,He stands up,and begins to pace his room. He stops by the window and glances out it,Smiling slightly as he sees Grell twirling around girlishly in the garden. Suddenly,Without warning,an excruciating pain drops him,Causing him to fall hard on his knees. He screams out in pain and curls onto his side,Screaming out for Sebastian or anyone else who might hear him.

“You feel me all the way up inside of you? Feel good, Keith? Go on, make yourself feel good, fuck yourself on my cock like your life depends on it! Fuck yeah!” Lance urged, mouth widening into a grin as he watched Keith moving up and down on his cock with his back arched and lips parted elegantly, sweat running down his forehead.