Ghis (closed)

Julia gasped as she felt a thick arm wrap around her waist, pulling her back against a strong chest as a pair of familiar lips caressed along her throat. She sighed and tilted her head for Brogan to continue. She smiled to herself, loving this romantic side of her dear husband.

“Good morning, love.” She said with a happy sigh, her green eyes catching his as she gave him a little secret grin. “How are you this fine morning?”
 
"Better'n ever," he grunted sleepily, but gladly. "Why're ya up already, darlin'...?" He rested his chin on her shoulder and closed his eyes. "Too bloody early..." his voice, as deep as it already was, had been deepened further by sleep.
 
“I was going to take your nieces and nephews to the market to give you time alone with your siblings.” She said softly, listening as her husband grunted sleepily.

“My poor husband.” She said, turning around in his arms to cup his cheeks between her hands. “I shall work harder in the future to not wear you out so much in the evenings. After all, a king should never be exhausted.”

She leaned forward then, pressing a passionate kiss to his lips. She sighed as the kiss deepened and she showed her husband how much she loved him with little need for words.
 
The great Scotsman couldn't help a rumbling chuckle as she spoke and kissed him. His arms remained around her waist, unwilling to let her go and end their kiss and above all, their time together. "I don' mind sayin'," he muttered as their lips parted finally, "th' last thing I wan' t'do is let ya go..."
 
“Hmmmm….” Julia said, playing coy as he admitted that he didn’t want to let her go. “Well, I don’t know what could possibly keep me here today. After all, you did make wild, passionate love to me last night. We couldn’t possibly do that twice in a row…could we?”

She smiled at him, struggling to keep her glee at bay. “I wouldn’t want to overtax you, Brogan.” She couldn’t help the giggles that burst from her lips as she said that, knowing that her husband was probably far from being overtaxed by anything.
 
"I don' know 'bout wild," he whispered with a grin, "but I'm sure I can come up with somethin'. It's you I don' wan' t'overtax," he laid another kiss along her throat, plotting to himself for slow torture rather than quick satisfaction.
 
Julia let out a small moan as he kissed her neck again, her body heating up for him as he promised her that he would come up with something. She smiled at him, her fingers tangling in his long hair as she pulled him in for another passionate kiss. Her lips sealed against his, her tongue seeking entrance into his mouth as she encouraged her husband to make sweet love to her yet again.

When the kiss ended, she looked into his dark eyes and blushed. “Would you like to take me back to bed, Brogan?”
 
"I don' care where I take ya, love," he smirked, "as long as I take ya." As if to prove his words, he brought her to the nearest surface; his desk. He made short work of her dress, but took his sweet time with her underclothes, only moving them bit by bit as they got in the way of his kisses while he trailed them over her body.

Once she was bare, he brought her slender back against his chest, his strong thighs pinning her pelvis against the edge of the smooth desk. He reached round her with both arms, once about her middle while his opposite hand turned her head for a kiss. He was quickly becoming aroused and she could feel it on the back of her thigh.
 
Julia gasped as she was suddenly pressed against the hard surface of his desk, his hands pulling at the ties of her gown. She watched him as he stripped her clothing from her body, taking his time with her underclothes as he trailed kisses over her body. She sighed, smiling at him as he looked towards her face from time to time.

Once she was completely naked, she found herself flipped to her belly, her back pressed against his strong chest. She whimpered as his thighs pinned her to the smooth wood of his desk, his arms wrapping around her body as her head was tilted so that he could kiss her. She moaned into his lips, gasping as his cock was hardening against the back of her thighs.

“I need you, Brogan.” She whimpered as their kiss broke, her hips trying to dance on the surface of the desk as he continued to pin her to the desk.
 
"It's me who needs you, Julia," Brogan whispered adoringly, kissing her again before finally giving her what they both wanted. His hardened shaft pressed deep into her waiting folds, into her core in the most lovely way. He groaned softly in her ear, telling just how he appreciated her. "Oh, love..."
 
“Ohhhh….” Julia moaned as he pressed his hard cock deeply into her body. She clenched her eyes shut as she felt him stretching her sore folds, taking time to make sure that she was comfortable as he groaned against her ear.

“Brogan!” She whined, her breath coming in harsh pants as she waited for him to begin to move, to give them both the wonderful pleasure that they both wanted.
 
This time, Brogan took it slow both for her comfort and for a good change of pace after their two previous quick and hard encounters. He worshipped her body with long, deep strokes, intent to feel everything and for her to have the same. One could say it was as wonderful as, if not better than the evening prior. Brogan intended to give her Heaven, and he was doing a damn fine job of it.
 
Julia arched her back as Brogan made sweet love to her. She practically purred like a cat as he thrust in and out of her wet folds with a leisurely pace. Her husband fit her body so perfectly, like they had been made for one another and as he gave her what her heart desired, she knew that she would be completely lost without him.

“Yes…just like that.” She whimpered, her hand resting over the top of his larger one that held her waist so tightly. “I need your seed, Brogan. I want to bear your child.” She wasn’t really sure how he felt about having another child after what he had been through with Annie, but she knew that she would gladly give him all the children that he wanted if he made the conception this much fun.
 
Brogan couldn't help a smile at the tone of her voice, and he somehow managed to reach even deeper inside her. "Gods, I love you, Julia..." he groaned softly in her ear. He wanted to see her face as he made love to her, so he pulled back from her body and turned her around. With pure ease, he sat her up on the edge of the desk and pressed his shaft back into her. This angle was even better and he drove even deeper into her core, keeping that lovely slow pace.

Now he stole another kiss from her, warm and deep and slow, just like everything else at that moment.
 
The feel of his cock pulling from her body made Julia whimper in disappointment, but she was soon turning to face him, her eyes locking on his as he lifted her by her hips and placed her on the edge of the desk. It wasn’t much later that his cock was soon slipping into her wet passage again, filling her up with the most wonderful sensation. She moaned for him, her eyes fluttering close as he picked up that slow, leisurely pace.

Her lips pressed against his as he made love to her lips just as he made love to her body. She was in heaven, pure and simple. She loved her husband and she knew that she would do whatever was in her power to make sure that he was happy with their little life together.
 
Little did Julia know, Brogan was having just about the same thoughts. His hands slipped slowly up from her hips and caressed her bare back, slowly laying her back further and further across the desk til she lay flat on its surface, still lip-locked with Brogan. He kept this incredible feeling going for who knew how long before he felt his orgasm creeping up on him. To make sure she found hers as well, he used a trick he'd played once before, laying his huge, warm hand flat across her lower belly and pressing ever so gently, making it feel as if he'd grown larger or she'd shrunk inside, doubling the sensation for both of them. He let out a soft, lovely groan against her lips, trying to hold out for her.
 
Julia let out the softest of sighs as she was pressed back against the surface of Brogan’s desk, his lips still claiming hers in the most gentle of kisses. She whimpered as she felt his hand pressed against her belly, her desire soaring through the roof as he seemed to shrink the space inside of her body. She bucked her hips once, crying out against his lips as she came for him in a wonderful and wet rush.
 
Brogan broke just as she did, surprised by her own orgasm as he hadn't been expecting it yet. His groan was almost a howl as his seed spilled into her core when he locked his hips into the cradle of her own "Julia..." He sighed breathlessly, "Ah... love..." He kissed her again and again, unable to get enough of her and the taste of her lips.
 
“Oh God, Brogan.” She moaned, as she felt him press hard against her body, spilling his seed yet again into her body.

His kisses were like a sweet wine, heady and all consuming. She sighed softly as he kissed her over and over again, her head spinning at the attention that her husband was giving her. Her hands rose to rest on his shoulders, cupping the side of his neck as they both cooled in the aftermath of their lovemaking.

“I wouldn’t mind spending all day like this, my love.” She said softly, a blush coloring her cheeks. “Making love with my husband and certainly making up for lost time.”
 
"Neither would I," he rumbled out and pressed a warm kiss to her throat, "but I've got some plans fer t'day... things I've got t'do." He then grinned down at her, "Secret things." He chuckled and slowly stepped back, bringing her to her feet before him. With another kiss and his hands caressing her hips, he spoke, "Enjoy yerself t'day, aye? I don' know when I'll be back, but I'll find ya when I come 'ome."
 
‘Secret things? What kind of secret things?” She asked him as he stepped back and brought her to her feet. She shivered as his hands caressed over her hips, his seed slowly making a mess on her inner thighs. “Brogan, won’t you tell me?”

She had a pretty little pout on her face as he kissed her one more time and she looped her arms around his chest, holding him tightly. She nuzzled against his naked chest, taking in the very smell of her husband before she finally let him go.

“I’ll hold you to that, Brogan Ghis.” Julia said softly, kissing him one last time before she turned to get redressed.
 
"I promise I won' disappoint ya," Brogan smiled and went to dress as well. They parted ways after breakfast with their family, and to their surprise, Boar told them he'd decided to stay on at the lumber camp and that they'd employed him properly. He wouldn't be doing such backbreaking work anymore, but he'd still be working to make and save money for Emma and their future child.

Brogan disappeared into town for whatever secrecy he was up to, and his siblings and Gabriel and Elise went off their own ways to explore or, for the adults, meet old friends. Young Ruben remained, however, having become attached to Julia somehow. He came to her side and shyly took her hand. "Aunt Julia...?" He asked quietly
 
“Yes, Sweet Ruben?” Julia asked, looking up from the book on her lap as her nephew took her hand and spoke to her for perhaps the first time since he had arrived in Inverness. She gave him a warm smile, pleased to see the shy little boy warming up to her. “What can I do for you?”
 
Ruben, shy and polite as ever, asked as if afraid she'd say no, "... May I sit with you?" He finally got up the courage to meet her eyes hopefully, only to lose that courage in a second and cast his eyes to his fur-lined little boots.
 
“Of course you can.” Julia said as she placed her book aside and patted the seat next to her. “In fact, you can have your Uncle Brogan’s seat until he gets back.”

She smiled down at the shy child as he climbed up into the seat next to her and seemed to settle down. “How about something sweet to drink and a snack from the kitchen?”

She called out to a passing maid and asked her to bring them some sweetened tea and fresh scones while she tried to make her young nephew feel at home.
 
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