Page 39 of Having the Bear's Baby

“You like to keep things simple, don’t you?” she kidded.

“It’s the best way.” His grin said it all.

“You’re not worried one of us may be too lax or the other too strict?”

He shrugged. “Not really. When it comes down to it either way, I know we will talk about why we think something will work or why it won’t. Our strongest point has been communication. Why would it stop while raising a child?”

She couldn’t believe how rational he was. Everything he said made sense, but Emma was so used to the battling of the sexes that this still seemed new to her.

The more he surprised her, the more she fell in love with him, if that was even possible. Her heart was already so full, especially knowing that now she was carrying their child.

Emma took his mug from his hand and set it down.

She slowly ran her hand up his thigh as she leaned into him and purred. “How about we practice body communication?”

SIXTEEN

LIAM

Liam grew steadily harder as Emma’s hand teased his cock beneath his jeans.

Her soft brown eyes batted up at him below dark, heavy eyelashes as she played with his enlarging bulge.

“What do you say?” she asked. Her breath was heavy and full of desire, matching her doe eyes.

“Body communication, huh?” His own voice sounded hoarse to his ears. Emma’s effect on him was immediate.

She nodded slowly as she leaned into him a little more and kissed his jaw.

“I think that sounds like a good idea.”

“Like you said,” she whispered into his ear. “Good communication is key.” She pulled her head back just enough to meet Liam’s mouth as he turned to her.

Her warm lips were welcoming against his own. The moment was tender but filled with hungry desire.

Maybe it was the cabin, the news of a baby, or the fact that he had just taken a leap and shared with her everything he’d been holding back since first meeting her. Either way, it had ignited something between them that was stronger than before.

More than saying that they loved each other or wanted a family.

Liam had essentially just confessed that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Emma. Something he’d been afraid to do.

With this baby on the way, though, it had changed things between him and her. He could tell. She had already admitted that she was in love with him. That had been his main goal.

He wanted her to want this life, and much to his surprise, she had been open to it all and accepting of his shifter ways.

Liam felt Emma’s hand tighten around his erection, manipulating it through his clothes.

He moaned as he took her breasts in his hands and massaged them, urging the nipples to push through her shirt.

She wasn’t wearing a bra, given how the morning had been rushed into action. She was still in her comfortable sweats and a thin T-shirt. With less material than usual between his hands and her body, he was turned on even more. His inner bear growled with an aching desire to claim and take his mate here in the outdoors.

He pulled her shirt over her head and pushed her breasts together. He kept kneading his hands into them as he put his mouth over her nipples.

Her breath came across raspy with need as he darted his tongue around each nipple, followed by light suckles.

Her hand gripped his member harder. Her free one went to the back of his head, and she ran her fingers through his messy hair, pulling him closer to her.

“Mmm, yes. I can’t believe how sensitive they are.” She moaned, arching her chest deeper into Liam’s face, making it obvious she didn’t want him to stop anytime soon.

---