A gravelly voice wakes me. "Braun," I mumble reaching across the bed to find nothing but cold sheets. "Dreaming again."
"I hear your momma is sick," the voice states.
"Braun," I state again opening my eyes.
"Have you at least been taking good care of her," his voice drifts from the baby monitor.
"Definitely not dreaming," I thinkpulling myself from the bed and padding down the hallway.
"I've missed my Izzy girl," I hear him whisper as I reach the nursery doorway. Peeking around I find Braun holding our ten-month-old daughter, Isabella, to his chest as he sways, her little hand clutching the end of his ponytail draped over his shoulder. "Have you missed Daddy? Huh," he murmurs against the side of her head, kissing softly. "Did my Izzy miss me?"
"Every single day," I state softly as the child in his arms starts to drift back towards sleep.
"Hey Peanut," Braun smiles.
"Hey," I return the smile entering the room. "It's a little confusing that you call us both Peanut."
He shrugs slightly turning his attention back to our daughter.
"You're home early."
"Was worried about you."
"I'm fine," I smile. "Thank you for worrying about me though."
"Always." Leaning down he presses a kiss to my lips. "Go back to bed, Baby. Get some rest."
"I'm awake now. I want to spend all the time I can with you while you're home."
"This is Daddy-Izzy time."
"So no room for Momma?"
"Nope."
"Don't be too long. We have some stuff to discuss."
"Like?"
"Get your daughter back to bed and come find out."
"Bella?"
"Enjoy your Daddy-Izzy time," I smirk disappearing down the hall.
X
"We need about ten more of those," Braun chuckles settling his bag beside the door.
I stare back at him from the bed.
"Bella?"
"Braun."
"That was a joke."
"Hmmm," I hum.
"What…What do you need to talk to me about?"
"What do you think I need to talk to you about?"
"I don't like that you're not giving me a straight answer. Or any answer really."
"Why? Does it make you nervous," I ask pulling myself up onto my knees and closer to the man's face.
"A little."
"Good," I smirk, wrapping my hands into his shirt and yanking him off-balance.
"What are…" he starts twisting so he lands on his back.
Straddling his hips, I reach for my phone. "What is this?"
Taking the phone from my hand, "Dana's video of me working out."
"I'm aware of that. What is it she calls you?"
"Her monster?"
"Whose monster?"
"Baby, it was a joke."
"Whose monster," I repeat the question.
"Baby…"
Wrapping my fingers through his beard, I lower my face to his. "Do I need to remind you who you belong to, Big Man?"
"Bella…"
My free hand slides up his torso under his shirt shoving it up in the process. "Do…I…Need…To…Remind…You…Who…You…Belong…To? Answer the question."
"No," he hands slide up my thighs.
"Whose monster are you?"
"Yours."
"Are you sure about that," I question lowering my mouth to his nipple, tracing the bar there with my tongue.
"Yes," he groans, his hand sliding the oversized shirt over my ass before palming it.
"Are you going to allow someone else to claim you," I question against his skin as I move lower.
"Bella."
"I don't share well, Monster."
"I know."
"Are…" My teeth graze his nipple. "You…" I move down his torso. Going…" I smile as he jerks as my lips ghost over the ticklish spot beneath his ribs. To…" I run a pointed tongue along the spot. "Allow…" I dip my head lower. "Someone…" I nip along his abs. "Else…"
"Bella," he growls.
"Hmmm?"
"I am yours. No one else has any claim on me. I only belong to you. You don't have to tease me."
"I don't know," I smile reaching back to work the fly of his jeans. "I'm pretty good at teasing you." Sliding a hand inside, I stroke him slowly.
"That you are but I need something else from you."
"What might that be? Oh," I groan as he slips a finger beneath my panties and along my slit.
"Seems like you've missed me as much as I've missed you."
"It's been too long."
"A month isn't too long."
"Seven weeks is," I groan grinding down on his hand.
"It hasn't…"
"Yes, it has," I sigh as he slips inside pumping slowly. "I've missed you every second."
"Maybe, I should take care of our needs."
I whimper as his hand disappears, seconds later my panties are literally torn from my body before he moves to shove his jeans and briefs down his legs.
"Just when I thought you couldn't take a hint," I smirk sinking down him. I swirl my hips as they meet his.
His mouth comes up to cover mine, his tongue probing. "Hints were never my forte."
"How about this," I smile leaning forward. "I want you to fuck me."
"That's what I like to hear," he growls thrusting up into me.
I throw my head back trying to match his rhythm.
"Is that what you want, Baby."
I nod unable to form words.
"You want more?"
"Ple… Oh fuck," I groan as his thumb slides between us and against my clit.
"No waking the baby," he growls. "I am NOT stopping. Fuck Bella," he snarls as I clamp down around him.
"Is my Monster going to come?"
"Not til you do Baby." The pressure on my clit increases and I come undone. I press my fist against my mouth to muffle my cries. "Beautiful."
"You're turn," I grin leaning forward to sink my teeth into his pec.
"Fuck," he yelps, his hips starting to stutter.
"You don't like that," I question against his skin sucking a mark over the area my teeth just left.
"You know I do," he growls pulling me back to his face. I swallow his cries as his release fills me.
"I love you," I pant against his lips.
"Not as much as I love you."
"Are you ready for bed?"
He nods adjusting us up against the pillows. "Sleep well, Bella."
Curling against his side, I use his chest as a pillow. "Definitely going to, my monster."
"Baby," he sighs.
"Hmmm?"
"You know you don't have to worry about Dana. You know that, right?
I crane my neck up to look at his face, smiling. "I know."
"I'm serious, Bella."
"I am too. I was never jealous of Dana."
"But…"
"I wanted to remind you who you belonged to, yes. I just used Dana as my excuse."
His laugh fills the room as he crushes me to his side.
"Careful Monster. Don't damage the merchandise."
X
"Wake her up," Braun states as a weight lands on my chest.
Opening my eyes, I'm met with the wide brown eyes of my daughter. "Morning Lil' Monster."
"Say it's time to get up Momma."
"Mama," she states patting my face.
"Why does Momma need to get up," I ask tucking a strand of dark hair behind the girl's ear. "Does Daddy have plans for us?"
"Actually, I do," he grins. "Don't worry. We're not leaving the house. I just need you awake."
"Oh, Momma is intrigued," I grin pulling myself up against the headboard. "Why does she have a jacket on if you aren't planning to leave the house?"
"I'll explain. Just give me time," he chuckles pulling Izzy to him. "From the second that you ran into me and didn't shy away like I was some sort of wild beast I believe that I was falling in love with you. The second your lips touched mine later I knew I was a goner. There was no escaping you. Every time we speak it drives home the fact that I am utterly and completely in love with you. And then we found out you were pregnant and the impossible happened. I fell more in love with you than I thought was humanly possible. You have brought so much love to my life."
"Ditto, Monster. I love you and Lil' Monster so much."
"Glad to hear it…Because we have something to ask you."
"Oh?"
Taking a deep breath, he moves to sit right beside me, settling Izzy on her feet between us. Reaching up, he slowly unzips Izzy's jacket. "Do you like the new shirt I had made for her?"
My eyes drop to the girl's shirt. The purple bubble letters across the black t-shirt causes my breathing to hitch. "Mom, will you marry Dad?"
"Braun?"
"Bellatrix Elizabeth Fraser, will you make me even happier than you already have," his hand comes around holding a ring box, "and marry me?" His thumb flicks open the box to reveal the most beautiful ring I have ever seen.
"Oh Braun," I breathe.
"Mama?" Izzy wipes at the tears running down my cheeks.
"Bella?"
I look up into Braun's concerned eyes. "Yes," I nod. "Yes, Braun. I can't think of anything that would make me happier than marrying you."
Sliding the ring onto my finger, he kisses the knuckle behind it.
"Now I have a question for you," I sigh wiping at my face.
"I'm all ears."
"Did you mean it last night?"
"Mean…"
"When you said we need ten more just like her," I smile pulling Izzy into my lap.
"Maybe not ten but when we're both ready…I'd like one or two more. Maybe even three."
Reaching over I pull a stack of papers from my bedside table. "Ready or not."