Chapter One-Hundred and Fifteen

Over the course of the next few days Bram worked diligently to get a hold of the vampires he needed. Overall, they were responding more favorably than expected. Tyler and Gavin decided to take a holiday in Brasov. And Bram was excited. After Devon’s party, they would hop on a jet to his ancestral home. Eudom approved the plan, though he still didn’t know how he felt about needing permission.

Izabella woke them all up early. Muffins waited on the counter as everyone piled out of their rooms. The little’s clothes already laid out. Bram found a white terry-cotton robe in the closet and decided that was what he would wear over his shorts while

“You’re up bright and early.” He smiled down at Iz. Her cheeks already red.

“Well, you wore me out early last night.” She couldn’t bring herself to look at him. He looked way too good this morning. Her body was still sore from their adventures the night before. The more they made love, the rougher he got with her. Not that she didn’t like it, but it wasn’t exactly what she had expected. “And we have the party today. Tyler called and had everything brought to the orphanage this morning. We’ll head over there before lunch and let the kids have cake and ice-cream, then they’ll open their presents. I hired someone to go to the orphanage and decorate for the party, hopefully that all works out. They text me this morning and stated they were there, so it should be all set.”

As Bram’s hands braced on the edge of the counter, one on either side of her. His chest was warm as he leaned in against her, his breath tickling her ear. “You okay? You look nervous this morning.”

“It’s hard not to want to reach out and touch you while you’re dressed like that.” She turned in his arms, her fingers trailing over his chest. “The kids don’t want to see that though.” She smiled mischievously up at him.

His fingers curled around the back of her neck, and she wanted to melt in his arms. The heat from her desire ran up her neck to meet his palm. “You should come upstairs and help me pick out what I to wear for the party today.” His voice was husky with desire, his eyes dark and hungry.

“I’m becoming a complete deviant who can’t stop thinking about…” She swallowed hard as her fingers played at where the robe tied around his waist. The smirk he gave her, as he pulled his lower lip into his mouth made her swallow hard. “I blame you.”

His finger trailed up her throat slowly. “I’m okay with that. You seem to really like the robe.” He whispered. Looking up at the children he announced, “Mom and I are going to go get ready for the party. Gabe, Devon, keep an eye on the littles please? We won’t be gone long.”

Gabe sorted, looking over the brim of his cup as he took a drink. “Don’t have too much fun now.”

Devon made a face a Gabe turning to look at them. “You better not make me late for my party.” His eyes narrowed at them.

Bram laughed, taking Izabella’s hand in his. “We won’t, promise buddy.”

“They’re so gross.” Devon complained, shaking his head. “It’s not like they need to try for any more kids.” He looked around the table. Bram wondered if he was old enough for that talk yet, as he rushed through the house, pulling Izabella behind him. He pulled her past their bedroom.

Izabella looked at the door to their room as they passed, confused. “I thought we were going to grab clothes?”

“We’re going to get washed up first.” His blue eyes shined excitedly.

Izabella’s stomach flipped in anticipation. “We’re going to do it in the shower?”

“I enjoy it anywhere, love.” He chuckled, pushing the door closed behind them, clicking the lock. Once he turned the water on, he lifted her onto the counter, kissing her deeply. “I’m going to scrub you down completely. Help wash your hair. You can help with mine. It’s a very intimate experience. And, since we have plans today, we’ll come out all washed up instead of smelling like sex and sweat. It’s the good morning we need.” He said, trailing kisses down her neck. “Don’t ask me to drink from you this time though. We did that last night, and I won’t be able to say no. You’ll need your strength today.”

“Yes, Sir.” She giggled as he lifted her against him.

Pushing the curtain aside, he stepped into the small bathtub. “We’re going to have to redo these bathrooms. I much prefer a larger shower.”

Izabella pushed at him. “Careful, you didn’t have a single tub in the old apartment, and tubs are easier with Rosey.”

“Then we need a good adult bathroom. Or maybe just a room for sex… that could be very fun and interesting.” He nibbled at her, his cock already hard and pressed against her. She moaned as he entered her. His hands roamed. He was being gentle compared to the last few times they’d had sex.

Her hands tangled in his thick dark locks. She liked that his hair was slowly getting longer. His hands messaged her, and the warm water sprinkling down on them left her whole body feeling alive. When his lips found hers, he kissed her softly, pressing her against him as he drove into her as far as he could. Rocking her body against him, their wet skin slippery in the water. “Oh, Bram.” Arching in his arms, he growled softly, suckling the skin on her neck. “You feel so amazing.”

“Tell me you’re mine.”

“I’m yours. Only yours. Forever.” The pad of his thumb rubbed the little ball of desire between her legs as he made love to her. A moment later, her body quaked with her orgasm. Pulling his face up to hers, she kissed him deeply, muttering into his mouth how much she loved him. His orgasm followed quickly, but he didn’t let her go. Instead, Bram buried his face in her shoulder holding her close.

“My god,” he said a few minutes later, “I love you so much, Iz.”

Lifting his face to hers, she kissed each eye, his cheeks, the end of his nose. “I love you too, Bram. You okay?” She asked as he slid out of her, letting her body run down his as he set her on her feet.

“As long as I have you, I’m okay.” He reached over, grabbing the shampoo. Putting a small dollop on his hands, he turned her around, messaging the soap through her hair and into her scalp. She sighed happily. Grabbing a washcloth, he messaged her whole body while he cleaned her. “You’re enjoying yourself?”

Izabella rested her head against his chest, arching awkwardly so that she was looking up at him. “You made a mistake bringing me in here. I’m going to beg to do this every day. I like having you shower me.”

He chuckled, his chest bouncing her head a little. “I’m almost done, so it’s going to be my turn next. Trade places with me.” She moved further under the spray letting the water rinse away the soap. His fingers messaged her scalp again, carefully rinsing her hair. As his hands slid down her body, he knelt in front of her. His fingers pressing her legs apart. “Mmm, but this is my favorite part.” Greedily, claiming her with his mouth. The shock of it made her jump, but as her feet slipped out from under her, his strong arms wrapped around her, holding her steady. He pushed one of her legs over his shoulder, not missing a beat as his tongue circled her clit. Izabella was grasping the curtain, and bracing herself against the wall, as he devoured her as his fingers played at the entrance of her pussy and ass.

As she came again, he finished washing her up, working from her feet to her hips as he rinsed her down again. When he stood, he kissed her. She could taste herself on his lips and feel his rock-hard erection against her belly. “Mmm, that was fabulous. Your turn, love. But how am I supposed to wash your hair? You’re way too tall for me.” Bram turned getting on his knees again with a smile. Izabella took her time washing him, half-messaging him, just like he had for her. Once she was done with his head and shoulders, she tapped his shoulder. “Time to stand up.”

As she worked over his chest and abdomen, Bram’s hands teased at her breast and played in her hair. As she washed him, she knelt in front of him, letting her fingers run over his hips and ass as she licked the tip of cock. Groaning, his hands gripped her hair holding himself back from trying to push into her too hard. “Wrap you hand around me, here.” Guiding her hand to how he wanted her to hold him. “Oh, fuck.” Izabella gagged a bit, pulling away for a moment, she didn’t want to lose whatever momentum she had going, so she jumped right back on him. Suckling and pumping her lips over him. “Slower, it’s okay, relax a little, sweetheart. Move your hand with your mouth. You keep that going and I’ll be ready to come soon.” When she looked up at him, her mouth covering him and her eyes shining, it was over. “Iz!” She was a little shocked when he pulled away quickly, but saw him come for the first time.

“Wait.” She said, stopping him from whipping himself all off. He looked at her in confusion for a moment as her tongue flicked out, tasting him. “Oh,” she said, sitting back. The water caught her by surprise. Bram lifted his hand to cover his mouth to stop himself from laughing, “it tastes… um…”

“Yeah, not great. Until you’re a little more used to it, I don’t think you’ll want me coming in your mouth. We’ll get there.” He reached down, pulling her up into his arms. Turning off the faucet, he grabbed a towel and started drying her off.

“Do I taste like that?” She wrinkled her nose.

“No. You taste amazing. Though, you may not like it, I love it.” Planting a kiss on her forehead, he dried himself off too, stepping out of the shower. Wrapping the towel around his waist, he dropped the robe he was wearing earlier around her shoulders. “The kids won’t care about me half as much as they do about you.”

She gave him a funny look, but she wasn’t going to argue. Izabella was more likely to beg him to go get her clothes than step out into the hall wearing nothing but her towel. That was more because of Eudom, Tyler, Gavin, and Gabe and less about the children. Though Devon would likely have a conniption if he saw her in the hall with just a towel. Especially with Bram half clothed.

Bram even checked to make sure no one was coming as he shuffled her out of the bathroom and into their room. She put on a cute little red sundress with black ballerina shoes and worked on her hair. Bram picked out a black t-shirt and a pair of shorts.

More than once she had to swat his hand in warning. “If we take any longer, Devon will kill us both. I still have to get the kids ready.”

Bram kissed her quickly, “Alright, lets race. I’ll see how many of them I get done and you see how many you get done?”

Izabella smirked at him, “You know I’m going to win this race?”

“Wanna bet? Winner gets to pick our position tonight.”

“If I win, I’m picking sleep.” She smiled at him ruefully. This only made him scowl at her as he rushed out the door.

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