The Polar Bear's Baby (Honeypot Babies Book 1) by Sophie Stern Read Free Book Online Page B

who I really am. I have to show her who our cub is going to be one day. I have to show her what to expect.
    Shifters aren’t dangerous. Not really. Not the way the world seems to think of animals as dangerous. Even if we can’t speak while we’re in shifter form, we can still communicate and we’re still conscious of ourselves and the people around us. Being a shifter, in my opinion, is nothing but advantageous.
    I can protect my family, for one thing, but I also heal faster than humans. I recover more quickly. I have my shifter-abs that Mia seems to like so much.
    But as much as I know she likes looking at me, I’m going to shift. I’m going to change. I’m going to let her see me as a bear. She’s about to find out what she’s really getting into and Mia will either love it or she’ll run away.
    I kick off my shoes. I’m going to do this. I’m going to shift and change and let Mia see me. My pants follow the shoes, and she makes an honorable effort to keep looking at my face instead of my cock, which is hard for her. Yeah, I want her. I want all of her. Even now, even worrying what she’ll say when she sees me, I’m hard as a fucking rock. All the kissing has started to get to me. All the touching is arousing me in so many ways and when we’re done with this, when we’re done with the difficult part, I’m going to take her harder than anyone ever has before.
    I’m going to lay claim to Mia because she might not know it yet, but she’s my mate. She’s mine: now and forever.
    Before I can back out, before I can say I’m too nervous for something this big, before I can wimp out, I shift.
    “Oh!” I hear her gasp in surprise as my flesh and abs disappear, replaced with pure, white fur. “You’re a polar bear!”
    I look back at her, my green eyes blinking, waiting to see what she does. Mia is looking at me with pure admiration, pure excitement on her face.
    “Hey now,” she grins. “I thought you said polar bears don’t have to live in cold places.” If I could smile, I would. “Colorado, really?” She says.
    It’s true that shifters don’t have to live in specific climates, but a lot of times, we naturally prefer those areas our non-shifter counterparts do. A lot of my family lives in Alaska, but a few live in Colorado. A few like the summers here just as much as they like the long, wonderful winters.
    I know I do.
    I like the mountains. I like the woods. I like the damn snow here.
    And right now, I really, really like the way Mia is looking at me.
    “You’re a beautiful bear,” she murmurs. “Can I?” She reaches her hand out, but waits, hesitates. She wants me to give her permission, but she doesn’t realize she already has it.
    Mia could do any damn thing she wants to me and I wouldn’t protest. I wouldn’t fight it. I wouldn’t do anything but sit there and take it because I’m fucking in love with her. I think part of me always has been. She lives up to the stories. She lives up to everything Richard said about her, but she’s so much more.
    She’s different in some ways. She’s older, she’s more mature. She’s got the energy of a teenager and the curiosity of one, too, but she’s more relaxed than I expected her to be. She’s got the confidence of an adult.
    She’s going to be a mother now.
    She’s going to be a good one.
    I nod my head and Mia reaches for my nose. She touches it with her finger and giggles.
    “It’s cold,” she whispers. Then she pets my head, running her hands through my fur. I don’t know if anyone has ever touched me like this before, and suddenly I realize why my friend Wyatt Blair likes being mated to a human female. Hope is sweet and curvy, like Mia, and I wonder if she touches Wyatt the way Mia is touching me now.
    Mia is touching me like she’s never seen anything so beautiful before.
    I’ve been with shifter females before and since the novelty of shifters can fade after awhile, we never did this. I was never in shifter form while they