I thought about my three mates, my burly bears.
Marcus would rub my feet every night, while Jonas massaged my back and Kash my head. They did everything in their power to make sure I was as comfortable as could be. This morning, however, I felt a bit better than usual.
“Morning, sweetheart.” Jonas’ voice boomed as he came into the bedroom with a tray of breakfast: warm oatmeal with brown sugar, a bowl of berries, and a big glass of milk. I smiled as he carried my breakfast in.
Since I had become pregnant they had alternated taking time off from work each day so I would never be alone.
“So you are my babysitter today?” I smiled and leaned up to kiss Jonas on the lips, which usually would have made him lose control, but instead he kissed me with passion and put a leash on his bear.
“You know I won’t break, right, Jonas?” He gently bit my bottom lip when I pouted.
“You mean you didn’t enjoy yourself last night?” he whispered before nibbling on my earlobe.
Last night Jonas had made love to me, and it was full of love and wonderfully gentle. He had concentrated on making me beyond comfortable and provided me with five orgasms. It was amazing. It really was, and even though this gentle sex was wonderful, it made me miss the aggressive nature of my bears.
“It was incredible, Jonas, but you know I won’t break. You could let your bear out just a little. I miss him.”
“Sweetheart, I want to, trust me I do, but my bear won't allow it. The minute he knew you were carrying my cub, he insisted that I be gentle and wait to take you the way I want … the way he wants.” He started rubbing my stomach with the most loving and gentle of caresses. “But make no mistake, sweetheart, once this little one is here and you feel better I will ravish every single part of you.” He kissed the top of my head, letting his lips linger there for a moment. “I can’t wait to meet this sweet baby. You do know that Kash and Marcus will be hammering to put another cub in you soon after. They are pretty upset that you are having my baby first.” He chuckled softly, as if that amused him.
I internally groaned at all the machismo I lived with, but secretly I was praying for a little girl to even the odds. As if reading my mind, Jonas smiled while mischief danced in his eyes.
“What?” I asked, curious as to what he was about to say.
“You get your wish. I can smell her. I hope she is as beautiful as her mother.”
My heart raced and I found myself grinning. I should have known a shifter would be able to sense something like that. Hell, they’d known the moment I had conceived. Jonas wrapped his arms around me and held me, and it was perfect. It was all so utterly perfect.
Epilogue Two
Marcus-Three years later
I felt protective as I watched the children run around the property, their laughter filling my head and bringing me happiness and joy. Goldie sat on my lap, my hand curled loosely around her hip, keeping her close, letting her know she was mine without saying a word.
“Daddy,” Daisy shouted to Jonas. I watched as my brother went over to his daughter and picked the little girl up, a grin on the burly bear’s face. Axel, my son, came running up to Goldie and me, his movements uncoordinated as his little legs ate up the distance.
“Momma, I found a snake.”
Goldie made a disgusted sound and I laughed. Goldie stood and rubbed her back. I gently pushed her hand away and started kneading the small of her back, knowing she was aching, sensing her discomfort. But she was seven months pregnant with Kash’s son, and I knew from the last two pregnancies that it would only get harder for her.
Kash walked up to Goldie and embraced her, kissing her deeply, passionately. I picked up Axel and walked over to the play set we’d built for the children a couple years ago.
Once Axel was in the swing I started pushing him, smiling as I watched Daisy go down the slide, giggling and shouting for us to watch her. We were all a family, one unit, and it was exactly what I’d hoped for, dreamed about. Although I knew a mate would change me, make me a better male, I never envisioned that it would complete me as well.
I’d been living before I found Goldie, before she came into our lives. But now that I had her, claim to her, I was complete. I knew what feeling truly alive was like, and it was because of her.
I was utterly, irrevocably complete because of her and the family she’d blessed us with.
Epilogue Three
Kash-Five years later
I looked down at the tiny little boy in my arms. My son, Declan, slept soundly. My heart thundered, and although I would protect my child with my life, he felt so fragile in my arms. I was nervous holding him, like he could break just from my very touch alone.
I glanced over at Goldie, who slept in my bed, her hair a wild mess, but her face angelic. She was so beautiful, so gorgeous and strong. She had just given birth a week ago, yet she was far stronger than all three of us combined. And when I’d heard little Declan cry I’d gotten up so she could rest, knowing he just wanted to be held, that he’d been changed and fed, that all he needed was the warmth of a body to make him feel content and safe.
I walked over to the rocking chair and sat down, my big body barely fitting in it. I’d made it for Goldie the moment I knew she’d been pregnant, that the baby was mine. After five years of her being in our lives she had given me two children. I looked down at Declan, Rowan’s little brother, my scent surrounding them both, my face looking back at me. But it wouldn’t have mattered if I had children with her or not. I loved my niece and nephew like they were my own.
We were all one family, happiness and unity keeping us together, making us stronger. Declan stirred slightly, the tiny noises he made sweet and innocent. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want a dozen more of these little beings, more children running around the property, filling up the house with their laughter and their love.
I might be a big-ass burly bear, but when it came to these children and my mate I was weak, so damn weak. I’d fall to my knees and gladly give my life to make sure they were okay. I knew my brothers would do the same. It was ingrained in us, something we would do without a second thought.
We were born for her and she for us, and I’d spend the rest my life making sure that she knew that. I’d make sure she knew that to us she was our queen.
The End
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