Protecting His Princess_Dragons Fury MC

by M. T. Ossler

  She has a freaky side that’s ready to come out and be discovered. Whatever she wants I will do to keep her happy and satisfied.

  I think she’s been talking with Jules. I know my brother, Ace, has a freaking streak and from what I’ve seen in Jules, she’s taken to it. She’s different these days, all in a good way.

  Soon, we will be moving into our new house, and our babies will be here. Bella should be able to go full term now with no stress on her or the babies.

  My life is not what I would have expected a year ago, I’ll tell you that.

  My life now is better than I ever could have dreamed. I have the woman of my dreams, a little sister I never thought I’d have, and two baby boys on the way.

  Life is definitely different, but good. No, life is great and can only get better from here.

  For all of us, I can feel good things to come for our family.

  You just wait and see, our family will grow and prosper for sure.

  Thanksgiving is the time to be thankful, and I am thankful for everything in my life. This is the first of many to be thankful for. I will cherish every moment of my new life for the rest of my days. Many days to come, the reaper is not taking my ass away anytime soon.

  Today is Thanksgiving, and it’s a day full of family and food. A food coma is possible if you ask me. All the women, except for my Bella, have been cooking up a storm in the Clubhouse kitchen. Mom, Gigi, Jules, and Ces seem to be in their glory cooking.

  My Bella can’t stop smiling, she is beyond happy. Hundreds of people are milling around the compound making this day extremely exuberant.

  My girl is all about family, and we have a huge one with the Club.

  Brotherhood, sisterhood, it comes in many forms. Love, loyalty, and blood will bond us all for life.

  Epilogue

  Bella

  Months Later...

  Life has been great. Gio and I celebrated our first Thanksgiving together married and for the first time in years with our entire family. It was a wonderful and memorable day with tons of food. The entire Club and my brothers celebrated with us together. Things just kept getting better from there. The further I got along with my pregnancy and continued to grow and still stuck on bed rest.

  After a spectacular fun-filled Thanksgiving things didn’t quiet down. I was grateful for the company and the noise around us. Especially, having so many kids around, of all ages, from babies to teens filled my spirits.

  Christmas, we celebrated together with our entire family. My sister was so happy, even with our hearts aching from the loss of our parents. The apartment was filled, a real tree, decorations, and gifts.

  My man was way out of control with all the presents he bought for everyone. I did too when you’re stuck on bed rest the computer becomes your best friend. Admittedly, I went a little overboard buying gifts for our family. Gio didn’t just spoil Gigi and me, no he lavished our entire family with gifts on a personal level. When I say entire, I don’t just mean the men and women around us, I mean the babies too.

  Gio got Gigi her puppy, a Chihuahua and a ton of accessories for her. She has a purse to carry her in, clothes to dress her up in, even a little bikini for summer and a princess bed in her kennel. She’s a spoiled little thing and so good. Gigi named her, Khloe because she looks like the one from the Chihuahua movie.

  Gator put a tree up in the Media room, and we filled it with presents too. It was a fun-filled, exhausting day. Best Christmas I’ve had in a long time.

  On New Year’s, there was a huge party here at the Clubhouse. I was so exhausted, I only spent a couple of hours in the bar with everyone, and then Gio brought me home to bed with Gigi. I never made it to see the ball drop. I passed out around 11. I tried, I really did. I wanted to spend my first New Year’s with my husband and bring in the New Year together. I did, however, get my kiss at midnight, I may have been half asleep, but I could never forget Gio’s lips pressed against mine.

  Our year started off perfectly, our family together and a new chapter in our lives.

  With a new year, comes new beginnings, new memories and a new life to live. All the bad left with last year. This year is going to be filled with joy and happiness.

  The weather finally cooled off here in January. It was nice and refreshing, to say the least.

  Our house was finished the week before Valentine’s Day. All the brothers moved us into the house, in one day. Our new house is more than I ever would have asked for and I love it.

  We spent our first Valentine’s Day together as lovers, husband and wife, in bed, in our new bedroom, in our new home, alone. We eat dinner in our new bed and lots of lovemaking with amore mio afterward.

  The boy’s rooms are done, and for a while, they will be sharing one room. A couple of weeks ago Jules, Ces, Gigi, and Gio threw me a baby shower in the Clubhouse. We didn’t need much because Gio bought almost everything we wanted for them. The gifts we received were mostly clothes, diapers, wipes, and ointment to last us a year. The extra bedroom is being used to store all the supplies.

  Like I always suspected, our boys will want for nothing. With all our family surrounding us, they will have plenty of materialistic things and lots of love.

  It’s almost spring, close to St. Patrick’s Day here in Florida. That’s the only thing I miss from back home, the seasons. The winter here was like fall up north. I didn’t miss the snow, driving in it, bundling up. Gigi did, but she’ll get over it, eventually. It’s different, and I like different. I can see why Gio loves it here so much and I do too.

  Mom sold her house after Thanksgiving. It was only up for sale a week, and she got the full asking price. She accepted, and they wanted her out after the New Year. She moved into our apartment with us and then into our new house. True to my husband’s word, her little house is being built next to ours. It’s taking a little longer than Benny hoped because he had a few extra projects to add to his schedule. It should be done in a couple of months.

  After New Year’s, my brothers took Gigi back to New York with them. They packed up our old home and settled the things that needed attending. Now, Gigi and I have all our possessions and some of our parents’. My brothers’ had my parents properly taken care of, in our family’s plot, when they went home.

  My brothers’ and Gio decided we would have a memorial here, at our new house, for our parents after the boys are born since I’ve been on bed rest. It will also be too hard to travel with the boys after, and to me, there is nothing left up there for us.

  That’s about all the excitement that’s been going on the last few months. Things with the Club have been quiet from what I know and back to normal.

  Which brings me to today. I’m 36 weeks pregnant, and Doc said I could go at any time now. She’s happy I’ve made it this far with no more issues. I hope it’s soon; I can’t wait to see and hold my babies.

  I’m so hot and uncomfortable all the time. My lower back has been achy the last couple of days, and I’m miserable. It's late afternoon, and Gio should be home soon from Church. I’m lying naked in our bed with the fans on me waiting for him. My normal has of lately. My hormones are still all over the place these days. Being stuck in bed like this doesn’t help much either. Gio seems to be more attracted to me with my big belly and is always ready to go at it. He keeps up with my hungry appetite, and I keep up with his. You can definitely say we have no problem satisfying each other in that department.

  I also figure we won’t be able to have sex for six weeks after the boys are born. Even if I have a C-section, we need to have as much fun as we can now.

  As I sit here anticipating my man’s hands caressing my body and becoming more aroused for him, a sharp pain causes me to scream out. The pain is causing my breathing to become erratic. It’s the worst pain I’ve ever felt, and it’s getting worse.

  I grab my cell phone next to me on the bed and call Gio. Something is not right.

  “Hi, baby, I’m just walking into...” I do
n’t let him finish.

  “Gio, get your ass up here right the fucking now,” I scream into the phone cutting him off.

  “Damn, baby, do you want my cock that bad. You just had it two hours ago,” he says, laughing and I hear him running up the stairs to me.

  Before I can answer him, the door burst open. I crunch my phone in my hand with more strength that I thought I had to help relieve some of the pain. Another scream erupts out of me, I feel a warm puddle under my bottom. Oh, shit did I just pee myself, how embarrassing is this.

  Gio rushes over to me and sees the mess I’ve made causing me to cry.

  “Oh, shit, did you...”

  “Gio, stop being mean, help me to the bathroom to clean up and then call my doctor. I have a pain in my lower back that keeps getting worse. That’s why I peed myself,” I say embarrassed looking anywhere but in his eyes. He gives me a skeptical look as he rounds the bed to get closer to me.

  “Um, Bella, baby,” he coos. “You didn’t pee yourself, baby, your water just broke. You’re in labor, Princess.” He’s trying to stay calm for me as I begin to panic, but I see the panic in his own eyes.

  Okay, I can do this, everything is going to be alright. He helps me off the bed and to the bathroom to wash up.

  While I’m busy making myself presentable, he calls my doctor and everyone else. When I’m done Gio carries me down to the garage. My bag is already in the SVU.

  He gets me settled in the SUV, and as we pull out of the garage, I see our entourage ready to follow us to the hospital.

  The whole Club must be joining us.

  We make it to the hospital, and Dr. Metcalf is waiting for us. She ushers us into labor and delivery. She checks me, then has me prepped for surgery. I guess I’m having a C-section after all.

  Three hours later and we have two perfect, beautiful baby boys. We’re in a private room alone with them. They made it into the world without any complications. They even got a high score on their Apgar test and are healthy and happy. With a set of lungs on them that could burst your eardrums.

  Our boys are named Dominic after my father and Lorenzo after Gio’s father. That took a little convincing, but in the end, my husband agreed with me that it was only appropriate to honor our fathers. When we have a girl, she will be named after my mom, Amelia.

  Dominic was 6 pounds 11 ounces, and Lorenzo was 6 pounds 7 ounces, and both were 21 inches long. The boy's new pediatrician said I did good keeping them baking till they were 36 weeks.

  Dominic is currently in his daddy’s arms, and I have Lorenzo, breastfeeding him. I wanted to breastfeed my boys, even though the doctor said, I may have to supplement with formula if I don’t produce enough for these growing babies.

  “I gotta say, I’m kinda jealous over here, son,” Gio says, laughing as I look up from the baby. He has a huge gleaming smile on his face.

  “Why is that, amore mio?” Why would he possibly be jealous of his son? He gives me a look that I know all too well. It’s because it’s not him on my breast.

  I have to smile at him and shake my head, he’s such a goof sometimes.

  “When I get you home, we are going to do this together as a family. I want to be a part of this bonding with the boys,” he says, and I have to laugh. How is he going to help me feed them, his breast certainly can’t produce any milk.

  “Not like that, baby,” he says, shaking his head. “I mean, I’m going to hold the three of you while you’re breastfeeding them, making it family bonding time.”

  Aw, he feels left out that he’s not a part of everything. This right here is one of the reasons I love this man of mine so much.

  “I think that sounds perfect, amore mio,” I say as Lorenzo unlatches from my nipple and I fix my gown, covering myself up.

  As I start to burp him, there is a light knock on the door. Thirty seconds later our large room is pack with bodies.

  My brother, Val, takes Dominic from Gio’s arms and mom takes Lorenzo from me. Gio comes to my side, sitting on the bed, takes me in his arms, and places a kiss on my head.

  “Will you tell us what you named my nephews, so I know what to call them instead of baby A and baby B,” Bash says from beside me. I take my younger brother's hand in one of mine, I grab my husband’s hand in the other. He’s holding Gigi under his other arm and nods to me to answer. Once the room quiets down enough, I address them all.

  We picked out the boys' names on Valentine’s Day and wanted to keep them a secret. My besties and sister didn’t even know. This was something for just Gio and me, for our little family.

  “Your nephews’ and grandson's names are very special to us. Strong male names from strong men in our lives,” I say and turn to Val with tears in my eyes.

  “Uncle Val, the little guy you’re holding. He’s our little Dominic. Gio and I decided to name him after daddy to honor his memory.”

  “Good strong Italian name. I think it’s only appropriate that your son carry on dad’s name since you’re the first to have kids,” Val says with a gigantic smile on his face. He hands Dominic off to Romeo, and everyone stares at me again. Gio nudges my hand to continue. I got distracted watching our son with my brothers.

  “Mom is holding little Lorenzo, after Gio’s father. Both the boys have the same Valentino middle name that has been brought down from generation to generation, Sebastiano. Since Gio didn’t want one of the boys to be a junior and the other left out.”

  “I have a priest coming to the Clubhouse next week to christen the twins. We have a special request for you Gator and Maddox. Bella and I would love for you to be the boy's Godfathers?” Gio asks them, and they agree with pride gleaming from their eyes.

  “Jules and Ces we want you to be the boys Godmothers or whatever you want to call yourself Ces, to our boys,” I say as Ces comes over to me taking Bash’s spot.

  “I would be honored, Lovey. I don’t care what the boys call me, I’ll be their fairy Godmother spoiling the shit out of them,” Ces says and we all laugh.

  I stare at all the men and women filling our room as they pass our boys around. This is our family, our big huge happy family. I have surrogate fathers in this bunch, Gator and Maddox, and brothers and sisters.

  We are all bonded, not all by blood... No, we are all bonded together by love and loyalty. Love and Loyalty will keep our family strong and healthy for years to come.

  Our family is growing in more ways than one. Soon you will find out about all our new members and their very own love stories to come.

  THE END

  For Now...