Page 114 of Love Bites Hard

“Over and over again.” He slid his finger between my breasts and toward my core before trailing it back up and to my arm.

“I’d like to have a big family, some day,” I admitted quietly. “I love my sisters. If we have kids, I want them to have as many siblings as I do. Or more. Even though that idea is terrifying when it comes to the part where I have to grow the babies.”

“I’ll feed you chocolate until they pop out. You won’t even notice how much it sucks.”

I smiled. “Is that a yes to a big family?”

“Of course it is. You know family is everything to me. And now, you’re that.” He kissed my nose again, and I pulled his lips down to mine, kissing him lightly.

“My sisters have to be your family too.”

“Of course. I’m going to give the bastards who mate with them an obligatory punch to the face. Hale will help”

“That sounds like a good way to scare them off.”

“It’s what brothers are for.”

“Knowing Clem, she’ll be determined to make it work, even if we can all tell it’s a toxic shitshow.”

“Have a little faith, baby.”

“I do. I just don’t want to get my hopes up for her, and feel guilty all over again.”

“A mate bond is whatever you make it. We proved that, didn’t we?”

“I guess we did.” I slipped my fingers into his hair, and he closed his eyes as I played with the strands lightly. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

“Let’s practice making a baby tomorrow, okay?”

He grinned. “And every day after.”

“Deal.”

Porter leaned over to kiss me, and I didn’t hesitate to kiss him back.

I’d helped him free himself from the darkness—and I would never let him go back.

Hell, I would never let him go at all.

I loved him, and the life we’d started to make together, too fucking much to ever consider that. Life would never be easy… but we didn’t need easy.

We had each other.

And that was all that really mattered.

twenty-four

PORTER

Thanksgivingwith the pack went smoothly.

Evan said his goodbyes to Kim, and I ended her life without ceremony. It may have been cruel to do so, but I couldn’t allow someone who would poison and abduct my mate to live.

He buried himself in pack work and paperwork, and I left him be. He was going to need time to heal. A lot of time. But I wouldn’t let him sink into the darkness of the place I’d been.

There were no remaining threats to my mate, so I could finally breathe a little easier. I’d never stop watching, after what happened to my family, but I wouldn’t let myself obsess over it.

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