MUNDO (BBW Bear Shifter MC Romance) (MC Bear Mates Book 2)

by Becca Fanning

  “I just thought maybe we could do the whole makeup sex thing.”

  “Pretty sure you need to makeup first.”

  She let her arms fall and looked into his eyes. He stared back for a moment, then reached his arm around her and pulled her close. He pressed his mouth to hers so hard, she tasted blood where her lips pressed into her teeth.

  He nearly tore her clothes from her. First, her shirt was back over her head. Then, her bra. He bent her over the bed and shoved her pants and panties down. He leaned over her, his hot skin making her break into a sweat.

  He leaned down to kiss her shoulder, and she pressed her ass against him.

  “I want you,” she said.

  He let out another growl and pushed his erection into her, slamming her from behind. He had his hand on her shoulder to hold her as he thrust in and out, hard and fast. She cried out in pleasure, reaching down to rub her clit.

  He grabbed her hips and moaned as he came with several hard slams. He stopped, still inside her, and she made herself cum with her hand. Then she lay down on the bed and he flopped down beside her.

  “See,” she breathed, turning to face him. “Makeup sex is way better than being mad.”

  “Definitely.” He kissed her shoulder and trailed his fingers over her hard nipples.

  She squirmed under his touch. “My nipples are so sensitive right now.”

  “Are they?” He gave her a mischievous look and bent over to take one into his mouth. He sucked on it, then gently bit it between his teeth while his fingers pinched her other nipple. She felt a jolt in her pussy.

  “That feels so good,” she said.

  He reached down and ran his hand back and forth over her clit, spreading their combined juices around. “You’re so wet.”

  “Can’t help it.” She bit her lip as he slipped a finger inside her.

  He used his thumb to circle her clit while moving his other finger in and out of her. She moaned and lay on her back so she could open her legs to him. He dipped his pinky inside her, getting it nice and wet before he pressed it into her ass. With all three spots being hit at once, and him still pinching her nipple, it was all she needed. He pushed his fingers into her and she went over the edge into orgasm. She came hard, digging her fingers into his hair.

  “I cannot get enough of you,” he said, coming back to kiss her. “Something about this sexy baby bump.”

  “Really?” She giggled. “It turns you on?”

  “Oh, God, yes. If it were up to me, you’d never put clothes on again.”

  Chapter 10

  Gabe walked into the apartment and shut the door behind him. It banged loudly, but he didn’t care. “Whooot!” he shouted into the empty room.

  Carolyn came hurrying in a moment later. She took one look at him and laughed. “Hi. What’s going on?”

  “I had the most amazing day ever.”

  She came to hug him, leaning in over her bulging belly. “Glad to hear it. Anything in particular?”

  “Everything is just better. My throwing distance, my tackles, my running speed. You must be good luck or something. This week, every single stat of mine improved. Coach is thrilled. The rest of the team might hate me, but hey, they’ll love it later when we win games.”

  “They hate you?” She looked up at him. “Why?”

  “Jealousy. I’m the obvious favorite.”

  “Not surprised.”

  He put his hand to her cheek and kissed her. All day, he’d been thinking about coming home to her and kissing her. To having sex later. Just the sight of her, all round in the stomach and full in the breasts had him hard already. But his stomach growled, fighting for his attention.

  “I’m starving,” he said. “What do you want for dinner?”

  “Well.” She twisted her hands together and looked at him nervously. “I already made dinner, actually.”

  “You did?” He went into the bedroom to toss his gym bag in the corner and kick off his sneakers. She followed him in, and watched him.

  “I’m not sure how good it’ll be, though.”

  “As long as it’s food, it’s fine.”

  He followed her to the kitchen, almost laughing at the fact that she was standing in front of the stove, feet bare, hand to her back, stomach touching the oven’s door. It was such a cliche, the whole pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen thing, but he was loving it. He’d spent a lot of time recently picturing himself as a father, picturing what their life would be like, how they’d be a family. It was hard to imagine. This was all so new to him. He figured he was romanticizing it. The guys on the team who had kids had given him plenty of warning—sleepless nights, messy diapers, spit up, an exhausted girlfriend, a messy house. He thought he was prepared, but he also had the sneaking suspicion that this was of those life things that you were never fully prepared for.

  Still, as he watched her stir whatever was in the pot, he not only wanted her right there, naked and riding his hard dick, but he wanted her in his life, having his babies, maybe forever. Hopefully forever. He’d make sure none of that divorce bullshit ever happened in his life. Even that thought was somewhat ironic. He wanted one divorce very badly—hers and Sam’s. He may have finally given up and left town after a while, but he still hadn’t signed the papers. When he married Carolyn, though, it would be different. He’d be a good husband to her. And no way was he going to put his kids through a divorce. He’d find a way to make it work. To win her over and make her happy for a long time.

  Some days, he wasn’t sure if she even liked him, or just tolerated him. They’d been not so much fighting, but bickering a lot. Sometimes it was petty stuff, like how he never remembered to wash the toothpaste out of the sink and that bugged her. But sometimes it felt more serious. Like, if they couldn’t agree now whether or not to baptize the baby after he or she was born, what else wouldn’t they be able to agree on? He still hadn’t been brave enough to tell his parents that she was very against the whole “baby dunking” thing, as she called it.

  He wondered, too, about this Sam guy. She had been planning to go back to him before he happened to run into her. Did she still love him? They hadn’t talked much about it. Mostly because he got too mad and jealous just thinking of it, he figured if he had answers to some of his questions, like how long were they married for, how long had they dated before they got married, he’d been even more tangled up in emotions over this. And she didn’t seem concerned about getting the divorce taken care of. He’d only asked once since the day Sam showed up, and she’d said she was taking care of it, but she’d also seemed annoyed that he asked. She’d almost left once without telling him that she was carrying his baby. What if she left again, once the baby came? If Sam’s name ended up on the birth certificate, would he be able to fight to get his child back? There had to be testing for that sort of thing, right? Or was the law so whacked that he wouldn’t be able to take a baby from a married couple, even if it was his?

  If he thought about these things too much, they kept him up at night. So now, when his brain went crazy, he shifted it to happier things. He made lists of names in his head. He thought of ways to surprise Carolyn or to show her how important she was to him. Anything to make their relationship better by the time the baby came. Things would likely get worse real fast during that time. Maybe he’d be making enough by then to hire a cleaning lady or someone to help her.

  He moved his attention back to her. Whatever she had cooked for dinner didn’t smell too great. But, before he even tasted it, he’d made up his mind to thank her and compliment her. She had put in the effort, so that counted for something.

  She turned to him, a hesitant smile on her face. “I’m sorry. This might be awful.”

  “I’m sure it’ll be great.” He went to the refrigerator and took out two bottles of water.

  Carolyn dished out two bowls full of the soup that was in the pot. It looked like water with chunks floating in it.

  He took the water, and she followed with the bowls into the livin
g room. The sofa was their only place to sit besides the bed, and the coffee table was their only table, so for now, all meals happened in the living room. Gabe flipped on the TV and stuck his spoon into the soup.

  It looked like she’d just thrown some vegetables into a pot of water, and added chicken. He blew off the steam and took a bite. And it tasted like she’d just thrown a bunch of veggies and chicken into a pot of water. No spices, no flavoring of any kind. It wasn’t terrible, though. A bit like eating a meal that’d gotten wet, but it didn’t taste especially bad.

  He smiled at her, but her face was sad.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked.

  “It’s horrible.” She set the bowl down and slumped into the couch.

  “Where did you get the recipe from?”

  “I didn’t use a recipe. I just made it up.”

  “Oh.” He thought for a moment. How could he say this nicely? “Well, it might be helpful to get a recipe book since you’re just learning. I use recipes all the time.”

  “Yeah, I guess. I was going to look something up on my phone, but I think whoever’s wi-fi we were using caught on, because now there’s a password.”

  “So, we have no internet?”

  She shook her head. “Not unless they take off the password or someone else gets wi-fi close to us.”

  “We’ll be able to get our own soon enough.”

  She stared straight ahead, lost in thought.

  “Hey,” he said. “Thanks for making dinner. I appreciate it.”

  “Yeah. I’ll try to make it better next time.”

  “I’ll see if my mom has any recipe books that she’s not using. Any luck on the job hunt today?”

  Again, she shook her head. “I kinda feel like I’m failing at life.”

  “Why?”

  “Well, let’s see. I dropped out of school to have a baby to a guy I’m not married to, while trying to get my drunk ex to give me a divorce. I can’t get a job, and I sit around all day because this place is so small, it doesn’t take long to clean. I’ve even been reading lots of baby books from the library, but I can only read so much a day.”

  “Once the baby comes, you’ll be so busy, you’ll miss this time.”

  “I guess, but right now I feel like I’m just letting you down.”

  “You’re not.” He picked up her hand and kissed it. “You’re busy making our baby. That’s a lot. I can see how tired you are. Do you nap during the day?”

  She nodded with a guilty look.

  “Good. You should be. Sleep now while you have the chance.”

  The Friday after their last pre-season game, a bunch of the guys decided to hit a bar to celebrate their win. Gabe texted Carolyn to let her know: “Going to the bar with some guys from the team. I’m just going to drink one beer, though.”

  “Have fun!” she responded. “Call me if you need a ride or anything.”

  “I’m not getting drunk. Promise.”

  After all she’d been through with Sam and even with him, he knew she had to be worried about him drinking too much, even if she didn’t say it. And after the last time he’d gotten too drunk and had to call her, he knew he needed to get a better handle on it. He couldn’t go back to drinking every day like that. And if he was going to be a father, and have any chance of being a husband, then he had to keep his life in order.

  But he wanted to celebrate. Training had been hard, and they’d practiced endlessly. Pre-season had gone well. His team had won most of their games, and learned from their losses. He was clearly the star of the team, and the other teams seemed to know it, too. They were probably right now scrambling to make new plays to counter his skills. Once the season started, there would be no drinking at all. With the baby coming in just a couple months, this might be his last chance to spend time out with friends.

  Gabe sat at the table beside Kenny. Two of their other teammates, Justin and Dan, sat across from them. A pitcher of beer sat in the middle, and they all reached to fill their glasses.

  “Man, that was a killer game today,” Dan said. “I can’t wait for the real season to start.”

  “I don’t know,” Justin said. “I think Gabe is going to tear it up. Those other teams don’t stand a chance.”

  “And we know he’ll be on the field more than anyone,” Kenny added.

  “Coach wouldn’t dream of letting his star sit out.” Dan punched Gabe’s shoulder and they all laughed.

  “Ha ha.” Gabe took a sip of his beer. “Just remember that when we win.”

  “How could we forget?” Kenny asked. “It’s always, ‘Look at how Gabe does it.’ ‘You need to throw as far as Gabe.’ You’ve become the older brother none of us can live up to.”

  “I’m just trying to set a good example.” He raised his glass, then downed the rest of his beer in one final gulp.

  “Hear, hear.” Justin raised his, too, and did the same.

  “The real question is, when this baby of yours comes, are you still going to be the star, or will you show up for games tired, with spit up all over your jersey?” Dan asked.

  “I would not want to be in your shoes,” Kenny said. “After my last mess up, I always make sure I have plenty of protection.”

  “We didn’t plan it,” Gabe said, “but I’m really excited. I always wanted kids. And this one came as a nice surprise. The season will be over by the time it comes, anyway.”

  “Nice timing on that,” Justin said.

  “When do we get to meet your lovely baby mama?” Dan asked.

  Gabe chuckled. “I don’t know. At the banquet, I guess. Isn’t that when all the wives and girlfriends come?”

  “Yup,” Justin said. “My wife already has her dress all picked out and everything.”

  “I need to find a date,” Kenny said. He looked around the bar. “Kinda empty tonight.”

  Gabe’s phone buzzed on the table and he glanced over to see a text from Carolyn. “I’m really tired. Going to bed, but please CALL ME if you need anything, okay?”

  He texted back, “I will. I’m already done drinking.”

  “Is that the little misses now?” Dan asked.

  “Yeah.”

  “Let’s see a picture,” Justin said. “Is she getting all big?”

  His mouth pulled into a smile. “Yeah. It’s kinda hot.”

  Kenny nudged him. “Nice. Does she know that bear babies tend to be big?”

  “What do you mean?” Gabe asked. Carolyn had only been reading books on purely human babies. He hadn’t thought to tell her to read up on shifter babies specifically. “Why would they be any different?”

  Gabe scrolled to the latest photo he had of Carolyn, one she’d had him take to send her mom to show how big she was getting. He slid the phone across the table to Justin.

  “They just are,” Kenny said. “I don’t know. But my mom won’t quit bragging about it to her non-shifter friends.”

  “Wow, she’s pretty,” Justin said. “You might be right. Maybe it’s time I made a baby myself. It is hot.”

  Dan leaned over to look with him. “Damn. For sure.”

  Kenny leaned in, then grabbed the phone from Justin. “Whoa. What’s her name?”

  “Carolyn.” Gabe reached for his phone, but Kenny started scrolling through the photos. “Hey, what are you doing?”