Knocking up the Princess: Breeding Bareback Pregnancy Fantasy Creampie Sex Erotica

By Nikita Storm

Todd was just testing out his new time-travel device his friend pilfered from the CIA. Charlotte, the princess of a small town somewhere in England in the Middle Ages, was just trying to find a God to knock her up and give her an heir. Todd was no God, but as the old saying goes: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.
Charlotte begs and pleads with him to use his futuristic technology to convince the council that he is a God so that she can restore her lineage. He is so enamored with her that he goes along with it.
How will the council react when presented with technology beyond their wildest dreams? Will they call him a witch and burn him at the stake or call him a God and let him mate with their untouched princess?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Publishdrive
• Release date: May 22, 2018

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Knocking up the Princess

Copyright © 2018 by Nikita Storm

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Everyone in this story is 18 or older.

I closed my eyes as a blinding flash of light enveloped my body. Holy shit! I was actually doing it! I was time traveling.

Time stood still and my heart sunk as what I assumed would be an instant process, turned into something much longer than I expected.

Just how long it took, I couldn't say. It felt like minutes, but was probably only seconds. Had something gone wrong? Was this going to be some type of Star Trek-like mishap where the particles of my body would be scattered throughout space and time?

Would I just carry on thinking and wondering and praying? Or --

Just as I was working myself up into a good panic, the swirl of lights slowly faded. At first I couldn't see anything, but I could hear what sounded suspiciously like birds. The second the light faded and my body materialized, however, they became dead silent.

With both hope and trepidation, I opened my eyes. What would I see? If my calibrations were correct, I should be somewhere in the English forest in the Middle Ages.

My God, the breeze felt so real. Trees of various shapes and sizes surrounded me. The birds began cautiously singing again.

I pumped my fist in the air and shouted. I couldn't believe it! I had actually time-traveled back to another point in time. Time travel was real.

However,