Werewolf Boyfriend: Beau 2 (special preview)

I think for a moment. “How about for Valentine’s day tomorrow I bring them out and try to play for you again?”

Shauna laughs sleepily. “What the heck for?”

“Old times sake. I don’t think I’ll be able to play again once the baby comes.” I stroke her back as she starts to sink into sleep. 

“Might be nice,” she murmurs. “Could be awful.”

“Get some sleep.” I reach out and turn the lamp off. “We’ll work on names again tomorrow.”

Her warm hand rests on my belly, even as she falls asleep. I watch her for a while, making sure she’s comfortable, still breathing, kept warm. I brush her hair from her face and gently kiss the tip of her nose.

“I know I don’t need to make promises, it should all just be a given,” I whisper, “but I will never let you down, I will always love our son, and no matter what you want, I will always be on your side.” I kiss her forehead. “Sleep well, we won’t be for a while very soon.”

When I wake in the morning, there is a chill in the house that wasn’t there when I went to sleep. I slowly move away from Shauna, keeping her tucked snuggly into bed, and go to the window. Outside is a sea of white, snow as far as I can see. 

Terror shoots up my spine and makes every hair on my body stand on end. “Oh no.” I fidget where I stand. “No, no.”

“What time is it?” Shauna groans as she rises. “It’s cold.”

I swallow down the nervous lump in my throat. “I’ll have to put some wood on the fire.” I go back over to the bed and place Shauna’s robe around her. “Just stay in bed, I’ll get that taken care of and make breakfast.”

Shauna grabs hold of me. “But it’s Valentine’s day,” she says with a sleepy smile. “Stay in bed with me.” She starts planting kisses all over my face and neck. It feels good, too good honestly. 

“I really should put wood on the fire,” I chuckle. “It’s cold and it looks like it’s been snowing all night.”

Shauna bites my neck, and it has been so long the knee jerk reaction is instant. “I’ll make it warm for you.”

I let out a whimper and push her back. “Shauna, seriously.”

She frowns up at me. “You really gonna say no?”

“It’s not wise right now! The baby could come any second!” I smooth her hair away from her face. “What if I...ya know, dent his head or something?”

“Do you honestly not know how vaginas work?” Shauna scoffs.

“We already talked about this and agreed to wait.” I cup her cheeks in my palms.

“What if we just do hand stuff? Come on, buddy, I’m desperate here!” She nudges her forehead against mine. “This kid is already cramping my style.”

I laugh and kiss her, pushing her back down into bed. “Let me go fill the woodstove and make breakfast, then we can talk about hand stuff.”

“Well hurry up,” she grumbles.

I go downstairs, loading up the woodstove with a couple of big logs. After that, I go to the kitchen. As I’m getting supplies out to make breakfast I remember a similar snowed in morning a couple of years ago. Shauna and I were still new, enjoying a blissful period between the courtship ritual and me making a genuine proposal. Shauna had stayed the night and by morning her car was snowed in. She came down wearing my shirt as I was making coffee.

For me, that was all still new. Before I came to Hearthway Hollow I hadn’t really had a relationship, and any sexual conquests I had were just that, a conquest. With Shauna I discovered how soft and slow love making could be. I found there was no rush for climax, no battle for power. When I made love to Shauna it was a mutual and comforting experience. Seeing her wearing my shirt as she came down the stairs was perhaps the most enthralling and beautiful thing I had ever seen. The buttons stretched over her breasts, and her soft thighs were on full display, but the sleeves were far too long and draped over her hands.

“Good morning, big boy,” she yawned. “You should have woken me up, I would have gone for some early morning petting.”

I kissed her, picking her up and setting her on the counter. “I figured you might like coffee before such a thing.”

She grabbed me with her legs, pulling me close and sinking her mitts into me. “Looks like I’ll be trapped here all day, unless Remi wants to give me a lift home.”

I smirked. “No way. I can’t even remember the last time I got to hoard your company.” I look down, seeing the way the buttons strained on my shirt. The smile on my face grew more wicked as evil thoughts swirled in my brain.

Shauna’s fingers slipped under my chin. “What the hell are you looking at? My eyes are up here.”

I wiggled my brows at her. “Yeah, but the rest of you is down there.” I reached up, yanking apart the shirt. As I did, one of the buttons flew off and hit me in the eye. I cussed, Shauna threw her head back to laugh and struck it against the cabinet. We both started snorting and wheezing, laughing at one another and how ridiculous the situation was. The next thing I knew, we were naked on the kitchen floor. Her legs were still wrapped around my waist, but my cock was deeply buried inside her. The floor was cold, but our breath fogged the glass door. She felt so warm I didn’t want to leave her, I took my time, drew it out as long as I could. I wanted that cold, snow filled morning to go on forever.

“Uh, Beau!” Shauna yells from upstairs.

I got to the bottom and look up. “Is everything ok?”