Page 74 of Fearless Bond

He chuckled softly, then rested his head on my shoulder with a sigh. “Thank you, Barclay.”

Jordy eyed me knowingly as I sat at the bar, nursing one beer while Calvin and Laure chatted in a corner booth. I got a little bored waiting, but my mate looked so happy I didn’t mind. My only issue was I struggled to not stare at him like a stalker as he laughed with his friend.

When we got back from town, we took a bath together, I massaged his back, and then we rested in the living room. He told me stories from his college days and asked about my long-lost banking career.

The clouds broke up, and the sun peeked out, bathing the forest in an orange haze before it sank behind the horizon.

We made love in front of the fireplace while the colors of the sunset flooded the room around us. Calvin lay on his back with his legs spread wide open, taking me into his body, moaning, begging, and thanking me. I went slow, savoring every thrust, and I watched his face as he grew ecstatic with pleasure.

I’d never seen anything more beautiful than the expression of my pregnant mate orgasming for me. When his peak washed over him, he reopened his eyes and smiled.

“I love you, Barclay. Love you.”

I came inside him on a roar, overwhelmed, my entire body jerking, his soft declaration echoing in my mind. When I rolledoff him so I wouldn’t crush him, he slid down my body and proceeded to lick my dick all over until it was clean.

22

CALVIN

Two weeks pregnant

“It’s positive,” Hunter said as he returned to the office. “But that’s no surprise, right?”

Barclay grinned at me.

I grinned back. “It’s great to be certain.”

I hadn’t doubted my pregnancy—the changes in my body had been distinct and immediate—but it was still nice to have it confirmed by an objective source.

“Your bloodwork looks good, but I’ll send a sample to the lab for more tests. It’s all standard procedure, so no worries. We can book the ultrasound for week ten.”

“Um. Is it necessary?” Barclay asked. “There aren’t any risks, are there?”

“Not really. It’s a shifter baby. He’ll be fine. But maybe you’d like to know beforehand if he has a little brother or two.”

I almost choked on my tongue. “Triplets?”

Barclay went a little pale.

“Calm down, both of you. Twins and triplets are more common with shifters, but only slightly. Three in one hundred for people, six in one hundred for shifters. Unless it runs in the family, the chances are low.”

I glanced at my mate. “Does it run in your family?”

“No.” He looked just as relieved as me.

We were looking forward to becoming parents, sure, but having more than one kid right away seemed rather overwhelming.

Hunter rubbed his hands together as he looked from me to Barclay and back. “That’s it. Congratulations.”

Barclay hugged me around my shoulders and kissed my temple.

“Um, Hunter. Can I ask you a few questions about something else?” I looked at Barclay. “Is it okay if you wait for me?”

He sighed and nodded. We’d talked about it, and while I could sense he was a little sullen having to leave me alone, he understood.

After squeezing my shoulder reassuringly, he went to wait for me at Jordy’s.

Hunter leaned back in his chair and raised his eyebrows.

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