Page 17 of Growling For More



Another 10 months later…

A low growl rumbles from my chest, making my eyes fly open. My bear is completely alert. The delicious smell of my mate fills my lungs, but this is different. I suck in another deep breath, trying to make sure I’m catching the right scent coming from her little body. Warmth fills me when I realize what it is I’m smelling from her.

Pregnant. I take another deep breath, catching not just the scent of one baby but two. Twins. I swear my heart skips a beat with excitement. Lola is going to be over the moon.

I smile, looking down at my mate, who is wrapped in my arms, her blonde hair spread out all around us as she sleeps. Her lips are parted ever so slightly, making me want to kiss her. Sometimes I still can’t believe fate brought her to me, that I went from wanting to be alone to now wanting to fill our home with our children.

Pride fills me that I once again got my mate pregnant. Even though when she carries my cub inside her, it drives me a little crazy. My protectiveness of her multiplies ten-fold. I try to tell myself I’ll be better this time. I was only that way the first time because, well, it was our first and so new that I didn’t know what to expect, but I know that’s bullshit. I’ll still be like that. I’m already itching to get out of bed and make my mate a giant breakfast to make sure she eats enough not only for her but the cubs inside her belly. Now she’ll be eating for three.

Slowly I slip out of bed. Lola shifts, rolling a little and kicking her blanket off some as she does. I pause when her legs spread, giving me a view of her bare pussy. Her nightshirt rode up in the night. Or maybe it’s still up from when I pinned her to the bed in the middle of the night.

I take a step back towards the bed. My mouth waters, knowing right now she is going to taste even sweeter than normal, something I didn’t think was possible until the last time she got pregnant. I lick my lips. Maybe I should make sure she’s pregnant. Before I even finish the thought, I’m on her.

My broad shoulders spread her thighs wide as I take a long lick of her pussy. She moans and thrusts her hips, wanting more of what I’m giving her. One of her hands slides into my hair, gripping me. I growl against her and she moans my name.

“Bleu.” I look up to see her eyes are heavy lidded as she watches me suck and lick her. I start to thrust my hips against the bed. My cock is hard and leaking cum from the taste of my sweet mate. It wants to be inside her, but I need to taste her more. Her taste is addictive, and if she’d let me I’d never leave this spot between her thighs. Because I was right. I can taste it. I’ve bred my her. Soon she will be round with my cubs once again.

I slide my finger into her tightness. We both groan. She locks down around my finger and I know she’s close already. I suck her clit into my mouth as her body jerks and she shouts my name, making us both cum.

I ride out the wave, sucking and licking her, letting the orgasm wash over her and trying to ignore my own. I want to focus on her, but my cock has no control when she is near.

When her body is completely lax I sit up. She’s smiling, but her eyes are closed and she looks to have fallen back asleep. I kiss her stomach before pulling her nightshirt down and covering her back up with the blanket before making my way to the bathroom to clean myself up.

When I return, I smile when I hear my son make a grunting noise from the other room. Slipping from our room, I take the stairs two at a time until I reach his bedroom door.

I shake my head when I see he’s in cub form and trying to get out of his crib. I walk over and pick him up. I flip him over so I can rub his belly as I make my way back downstairs. He cuddles back into my arms, his eyes already falling closed.

Getting River out of our bed had taken some time and he still looks like he’s not going to give up without a fight. In cub form he’s more mobile and he’s learning that quickly. He’s going to keep us on our toes.

I head toward my bedroom knowing when they both finally wake up River will want his mama. When I walk into the room Lola sits up, her arms out for River. I slide him into her arms. She cuddles him close, lying down again.