Page 67 of The Alpha's Forced Pregnant Mate

He chuckled. "No, Whit. I just think you should take an extended break from hunting to be with the baby. Six months, eight months, maybe even a year. Give yourself time to rest and recover and bond."

It…wasn’t the worst idea. It would give me time to get a handle on my magic before going back out, and I needed some time to form a new team now that my old one was back with the Silverfangs.

"I'll think about it," I conceded, turning to look out the window. We were getting closer to town, and I could see the tops of houses coming into view. "Do you want more after this? Kids, I mean."

"Yeah. I want at least three or four."

That was a lot. Four children seemed like a lot. But maybe…maybe it wouldn't be so bad. With the right person. I'd been an only child growing up, so it might be fun to have a big family.

"What about you?" he asked. "What do you want?"

"I want kids. Definitely." I paused, trying to find the right words. "But I also want a safe world to raise them in, you know?"

"I get that." He nodded, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as he thought. "I could…wait a couple of years to have more. Until this mess with the demons is sorted out."

"Okay. Yeah. I agree." Julian pulled into the driveway, and I made the effort to haul my pregnant self over the seat to get into his space, taking his face in my hands and kissing him thoroughly. "Thank you."

"For what?" he asked, grinning at me, still a little dazed from the kiss.

"For being understanding about this."

"I do have one condition, though," Julian said in mock seriousness.

"Oh?"

"We keep practicing the whole…mating thing. A lot. So we still know what to do when we're ready to have more."

I laughed, kissing him again until we were both breathless. "I think that can be arranged. You want to start now?"

Julian chuckled, nipping at my bottom lip. "Fuck yes. Let's go inside."

So we did.

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