Page 30 of His Protective Bear

Sage snorted and glanced behind him to where I was doing my best to look pitiful on the bed.

“Try again, sheriff. You don’t have a cold,” he said.

“But how will I manage without you, Nurse Sage?” I stuck my lip out in what I hoped was a pout. Sage had been living in my house for a week, and this was the first time he would be back at work, and I wasn’t ready for him to go yet. “You should check my temperature to make sure I’m okay without you.”

The look in his eyes told me I might have convinced him.

“Oh, no. I better check you out, top to bottom, to make sure you’re okay to be alone,” he purred.

“I think that’s an excellent idea, but there’s one place that really hurts and could use some personal attention.” I pointed to the bulge in my shorts and watched him walk back to me.

“Well, Sherriff, we can’t have you in any discomfort. Maybe I can kiss it and make it feel better?’

I licked my lips and pulled him closer. “I have a better idea,” I growled, then pulled my shorts down below my engorged cock.

Sage took pity on me and rose to his feet to remove his pants. When that task was taken care of, he carefully climbed onto my lap and lowered himself onto my cock.

His ass fit my cock like a glove and never failed to light me up. “That’s it, baby, give it to me. I can feel you sucking my cock in.”

Sage erupted at my dirty words and took me with him. The grip of his muscles on my cock was spectacular.

“Did that take care of the pain, Sherriff?” Sage snarked at me.

“Yeah, it will hold me until you get home and can check it out again and make it stop hurting,” I pouted at him, then burst out laughing.

“If I’m late for my shift, I will let you explain why to my Papa.”

“OK, babe, but I’m not sure he will want all those details.”

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Sage had been gone almost four hours, and I hadn’t stopped smiling. To be honest, I didn’t think it was possible to be so grateful for getting hurt in the line of duty. Having Sage in my house was better than I could have imagined.

When my brothers came to visit, they mentioned how happy I looked, and I really was.

I loved spending all my time with Sage, getting to know him, and having him get more and more comfortable around me. He’d been taking such good care of me, and I wanted to do something for him, but before all of that, I needed to figure out a way to tell him he was pregnant. Which was why I found myself at my parents’ door while Sage was at work.

I knocked once and went in. “Papa, Dad,” I called out.

“In the den,” Dad called.

I headed towards the den, and I smiled when I saw Rafe and Izzi, my brother Austin’s kids. Rafe was on the playmat that had become a permanent resident in my parents’ den.

“Babysitting duties, I see.”

My dad grinned from where he was sitting with Izzie snuggled on his chest.

“Yup,” Papa said. “Nash had a meeting, so we get some grandpapa time.”

I chuckled, “Isn’t that every day?” I swear my parents spent time with their grandkids, or at least some of them, daily. They called it the perks of being retired.

Could Sage be pregnant with twins? So far, it seemed the Gods had made the next generation of Hallbjorn’s twins.

Wow. Two kids… I was ready. Plus, Sage and I had our families in town, and I knew both of them wouldn’t hesitate to help.

Rafe left the toy truck he was playing with and crawled over to me, pulling on my pants. I chuckled and lifted the little guy, so he was standing on my thighs. Rafe grinned, showing his newly gained teeth.

I grinned back at him. “When did you get so big?”

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