Page 218 of Labor of Love

Whatever happened next, we would be in it together.

Then he made the moment even more perfect by adding, “I love you, Tim. This is a surprise, but it’s a good surprise, right?”

Choked up, I nodded. “It is.” I tore my gaze from our little bear bombshell so I could nuzzle my face into his. “And I love you, too.”

EPILOGUE

CONRAD

Even though it was a cliché, we named our daughter Ursula, and life became a blur in the months following her birth.

Unsurprisingly, our friends and Tim’s family were shocked when they found out about her, but everyone adored our little bear, even if Sam pulled me aside and not-so-casually gave me the shotgun talk. I didn’t blame him. I’d give any alpha or beta who looked sideways at my daughter the same.

However, Sam was also the first person who volunteered to help fix up the little house I bought with my life savings. It was just outside the main town, but still part of what the pack considered their territory. The plot it sat on was small, but the building wasn’t in terrible shape, which was good because I’d wanted to move out of Frat House and get the space ready for my mate and daughter quickly. In the meantime, I was welcomed into the Bowman house so I could be there for Tim and our daughter.

I didn’t have any experience with babies, but Ursula seemed to be a good one. She only cried when she needed a change or when she was hungry…or when she had colic.

The colic part sucked.

I’d worried that things between me and Tim might get strained or weird while we learned to cohabitate and coparent under his parents’ roof, but it only brought us closer together. My bear insisted he was my mate, and I wanted nothing more than to bite him and seal our connection forever. But that wasn’t my choice to make. It was Tim’s.

Finally, when Ursula was three months old, our house was inhabitable. Like me, Tim was equally excited and anxious about moving out of his parents’ home. After all, they’d been an immeasurable help in looking after our baby. From teaching us how to change diapers and bathe her, to helping us on nights where her colic became nearly unbearable (no species puns intended), I was going to miss Rebecca and Sam being within arm’s reach, too. They’d become family to me as well.

“We’re only a phone call and a fifteen-minute drive away,” Rebecca said as we packed the last of our belongings into the back of my truck. She cradled Ursula in her arms and smiled. “You boys need to go enjoy your first night together in your home without any distractions. It’s been a long day, and you’ll be glad for the break.”

She wasn’t wrong, but I was having second thoughts about leaving our baby behind, even if it was only for the night.

“Besides, you should take advantage of a littleprivate time. The gods only know you haven’t had a minute of it here.” Rebecca waggled her eyebrows. Tim groaned.

“Mom.”

She laughed and waved us off and, after giving our little bear one last cuddle and kiss, we took the final load of our things to our new home.

“It feels wrong not having Ursie here,” Tim said after we’d finished unpacking. The cabin had two bedrooms, a living area, a kitchen and a bathroom. It was cozy, and now it was full of furniture and clothes, it felt like it was really ours. “I miss her.”

“Me too,” I wrapped him in my arms. “But I can’t remember the last time I had a full night’s sleep, so…maybe we could take a nap without fear of being woken up by our little princess?”

I woke, moaning at the sensation of wet warmth and suction around my cock. Honestly, I had almost forgotten what a blow job felt like. And one coming from the man I loved? I was in heaven.

The room was dark, so I had no idea how long I’d napped for, but I didn’t actually care. Right then, all that mattered was enjoying this time with Tim.

I could definitely get used to this kind of wake up.

“Fuck, darlin’,” I purred as he bobbed his head, “you keep doin’ that and I’m gonna come embarrassingly fast.”

“Mmm,” he hummed. The vibrations shot through me, making me moan again.

“Timmy, please…” I wasn’t sure what I was begging for.

Releasing my cock, Tim crawled over me and pressed his mouth to mine, his tongue slipping between my lips as he led us in a deep, sensual kiss. Then he pulled away, resting his forehead against mine.

“Will you bond with me, Conrad?”

BONUS EPILOGUE

TIM

"Are you sure, sweetheart?" Conrad asked softly.

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