Page 54 of Hunny and the Bear

His brows rose. “Everyone else would disagree with you on that, darlin’.”

She shook her head adamantly. “They just don’t know you like I do.”

With a gruff laugh, Tank kissed his way up her body, stopping to brush his nose against hers. “I’m a dickhead, baby.”

“Mydickhead,” she corrected with a small smile.

He grinned. “That doesn’t change the fact that you’re perfect. And you’re only going to get more beautiful with time.”

She grimaced at that, a troubling thought occurring. “I’m going to get so big with three babies.” She’d always been a small, petite shifter, but there was no way her body wouldn’t alter forever after three kits. Even with a shifter’s healing and increased metabolism, she wouldn’t always look like she did now. Hunny wasn’t usually fixated on her appearance, but what if Tank lost interest in her?

“What’s that look for?” he asked suddenly, eyes narrowing. “You seem nervous.”

“What if I look a lot different after I have my kits?” she blurted out. She didn’t add ‘and you don’t want me’ to her question, but it seemed to hover between them all the same.

Tank rolled his eyes. “Is that a serious question?”

“Excuse me, Henry Sinclair, but did you just roll your eyes at me?” she snapped in outrage, her fears dissipating for a moment as she shoved at his shoulders. He didn’t move an inch. If anything, he sank down further, pinning her more firmly beneath him. She loved it, and despite her irritation, she wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers sifting through the hair at the base of his head.

“I did. Only proper way to answer a question like that.”

Hunny scoffed. “With an eye roll?”

“Yup.”

“Be serious, please,” she said, a vulnerable note in her voice she couldn’t hold back. “It’s a genuine question.”

Tank’s eyes softened marginally, and he cupped her face, staring down at her with a tenderness that threatened to melt her into the mattress. “You’re going to look different, Hunny. But that doesn’t mean you’ll be any less beautiful, and I’m going to want you just as much after kits as I do right now. If I have to fuck you senseless every day to prove how sexy you are,” he added with a long, drawn-out sigh, “then I guess that’s a burden I’ll have to bear.”

Hunny glared at him, but her lips twitched regardless and the small laugh in her voice was unmistakable. “You’re so ridiculous.”

“You love it,” he teased.

She stilled beneath him, her heart stuttering in her chest as she met his gaze. “Maybe I do.”

His eyes darkened, longing and lust shining down at her from that gaze, making her feel like a million butterflies had taken flight inside her stomach. “I should probably start right now on fucking you senseless,” Tank declared, swallowing thickly before kissing her softly. “That way, when the kits come, you won’t even have to wonder if I still want you. I’m always going to want you, little rabbit.”

His mouth found hers again, claiming her hard as he spread her legs beneath him, fitting his thick cock against her entrance. And as he slid home inside her, reminding her of how much he craved her, Hunny felt silly for ever questioning it in the first place.

Twenty Two

“Is your friend always so …” Nessa trailed off, sending a curious glance Tank’s way as he stalked around the empty teahouse. He must have been on edge about the meeting with Jason tomorrow. When he’d told her about it last night, she’d been on edge too. She didn’t want Tank anywhere near that wolf.

Tank grumbled loudly, drawing her attention to the surly male. His entire body was stiff, and he kept huffing every few minutes in irritation. It was kind of comical, seeing him so aggravated, after they’d just spent hours fucking in his bed. How Hunny’s male could go from loving and tender in private to sullen and grumpy in public was a mystery, but she enjoyed seeing all sides of him.

Especially when he was naked.

“Nosy?” Hunny supplied with a crooked smile, reaching for her cup of tea. It was decaf, unfortunately. No caffeine for her until her kits were born, although it was a terrible time for it right now, anyway. It was just past six p.m., and the shop hadclosed roughly an hour ago, giving the two females plenty of privacy to get to know one another while Tank lingered nearby.

Although, Hunny felt like she’d known Nessa for years already. They’d talked almost every day on the phone since they’d met, and although they hadn’t delved into each other’s personal lives, they had a lot in common, and forming a friendship had been easy.

Her attention turned toward the bear shifter. So far, Tank seemed torn between conducting recon for Murphy and eavesdropping on her conversation with her new friend, which was super rude. Just because the male had enhanced hearing, it didn’t mean he had to listen in oneverything.

Nessa’s lips twitched as she watched Tank rummage through a cabinet along the back wall. “I was going to say ‘pissed off,’ but sure. We can go with nosy.”

Hunny let out a small, surprised laugh, loud enough that her bear shifter turned his head toward them, his eyes softening marginally as they settled on her. She blew him a kiss and his gaze darkened, a sensual hunger crossing his features that had her core spasming with need. “He’s actually in a pretty good mood,” she mock-whispered to Nessa, sending her a smug smile.

He better be in the best mood of his life after all the sex they’d had in the last twenty-four hours. For all her confidence about rabbit shifters having endless sexual stamina, Tank was definitely keeping her on her toes.

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