Ghis (closed)

“Tending to your hungry son, Ban.” Marri said, calling Durban by the pet name that she had come up with so long ago. “The way he eats, he’ll soon be as tall as his brother.”

She glanced down at the baby hungrily nursing at her breast and she smiled. The tiny bundle was her joy and he was a sunny child that always seemed to have a smile for her. She glanced up at her husband and noticed the way that he stared down at his son as well. It was love, that much she was sure. The same look had been on his face when she had done the same for Gabriel and sweet little Elise.

She also caught the glint in his eye as he gazed at her naked breast. It had been so long since she’d enjoyed him, she thought to herself. With the children always around and little Seamus constantly needing attention, their love life had taken a backseat to their family.

“Julia, would you mind watching Seamus for a while this afternoon? Durban and I have to finish some things at home.” Marri asked innocently, her gaze sparkling as she looked at her husband, hoping that he caught her drift.

“Not at all. I would love to watch him for you.” Julia said with a smile as she looked at Kitty and winked. She knew how much Kitty loved having little Seamus around, even if she did need a little help from time to time.
 
Even if Durban hadn't caught Marri's plan, he still would've made it happen of his own accord. He knew the last time he'd laid with her was the night before they'd learned she was pregnant with Seamus. After that, any plans they'd had to spend time together were derailed by a tough autumn and winter and Elise having fallen ill in that time, needing Durban's constant care while he made sure Marri didn't get sick too.

"Thank ya, love," Durban smiled to Julia. She probably knew why, but he didn't care at all. He was intent to go spend a leisurely afternoon with his wife and love, not too dissimilar from their first afternoon together long ago, when he stole her away from her work at the tavern in Caernarvon the second day they'd known each other. Back then, neither had been sure of the future, but they did know they were obsessed with each other. And that afternoon and many times over a few days was why Gabriel was expected within two weeks of having met each other.
 
Marri quickly stood as soon as Seamus was finished, placing the baby in Julia’s arms and giving her a kiss on the cheek. She then turned and looked at her husband with a grin, holding out her hand to him. The moment he stood and took it, she was pulling him out the door.

“Have fun, you two.” Julia called after them as she placed Seamus on her shoulder and patted his back until he burped.

The moment the door to Kitty’s room closed, Marri was pulling Durban in for a passionate kiss. She sighed in fulfillment at the touch of her husband’s lips against hers. It had been far too long and he most definitely knew that.
 
Durban was ready for her the moment the door latch clicked, his hands splaying across her lower back as he pressed her in close while his lips locked perfectly against hers. A voice, however, made Durban look up quickly. "Christ, get a room you two," Valentina laughed, having been coming to join Kitty.

"Is that an offer, lass?" Durban smirked, taking it in stride.

"Yes, your own room. Now shoo, there are children around here," Valentina shooed them off, and Durban scooped Marri up into his arms, carrying her away to their own home. As soon as he got her inside, he set her back to the inside of the door when she was on her feet again. His hands were pressed to the door on either side of her, trapping her possessively and playfully. Durban was something of an animal when it came to lovemaking, and it was that which often brought his wife back for more.

Durban robbed her of another kiss and the clarity of her mind at the same time. It was the kind of kiss he'd given her the first time they were alone together that set off fireworks and led to a night of passion.
 
Marri gasped at the ferocity in his kiss, her head spinning as her trapped her against the hard wooden door. She would expect nothing less from her husband, she thought with a grin as Durban kissed her senseless. As the kiss broke, she looked at him with a grin, her eyes sparkling.

“If you make those kinds of promises with your kiss, Ban, you better be prepared to back them up.” She murmured in her challenging way, just as she had done that very first night they were together.

“It’s been far too long.” She said, kissing his ear, his cheek, nibbling at his chin. “I’ve dreamed of you at night, Ban. Your hands on my body. Your lips at my breasts. I’ve ached for you so much.”
 
"I don' make promises I can't keep, Marri..." Durban's voice was like a warm and rumbling growl as she kissed that spot along the edge of his ear he loved so well. It'd been some time, but he remembered how she could make his knees go weak nibbling that perfect spot. "Dreamin' o'me... well, I'll bet I can do a hell of a lot better'n th'dreams e'er could." With that, he drew her away from the door and toward their bedroom. Though never rough unless she asked, Durban was firm as he once again pinned her to the sheets. And even though she was so much smaller than he, Durban knew Marri had the fortitude to take over whenever she wanted. He loved that about her.

Durban's hips came to press tightly into the cradle of her own, and she could feel he was hard as steel. It having been so long since they'd made love, he knew he would feel larger to her and she would be tight again. He was looking forward to immensely, but he loved to torture her with the wait too much to rush. He slowed down, letting her clothes linger a while as he worshipped her skin. That was a trait of Ghis men, they loved their women's skin and often got lovedrunk off it alone.
 
Marri laughed with abandon as Durban lifted her in his arms once again and soon pinned her to the bed. She whimpered hotly as his hips settled in the cradle of her body, her thighs splayed as she felt his hard cock pressing against her through the layers of their clothing. Her belly quivered at the thought of having his hard length nestled deeply inside of her. She pulled at her hands which had been trapped above her head in one of his large palms, her body held still for his love.

He always started with her throat, that spot that pulsed in time with her heart and it always made her hopelessly wet when he kissed her. She moaned for him, the sound hot and full of need as he suckled on it. She was squirming for him, loving every moment of his attention. Her breasts were tingling, needing his attention, but she wouldn’t beg…yet.

“Will you bind my wrists, Ban?” She asked him, batting her eyes at him in a show of innocence that he would know was anything but. It was their little game, the one that made their blood boil until someone finally gave into the need for desire. “Or perhaps you would like to spank me…”
 
"I think I migh' just be sweet an' treat ya with both," Durban smirked, pulling off his belt and abandoning his dark kilt. He bound her wrists above her head after freeing her arms of her sleeves, without pulling his lower body from hers. He wanted her to know just how hard she made him, just how much he wanted her. But he also wanted her to know just how much resistance he possessed. Now that her dress was half-gone, he simply ridded her of the rest and expertly took her undergarments with it in one fell swoop.

Once he'd tossed the clothes aside he turned her over and pressed close once more from behind. Now only a layer remained between them, but he was just so close... Before she knew it, his palm came down on her bottom firmly, just the right way.
 
Marri returned his smile as she watched him abandon his dark kilt before he bound her wrists tightly above her head. She tugged at her bonds, finding no give and letting out a little moan for him. He undressed her body with years of experience, having her naked in just a matter of moments. She was panting as he raked his dark eyes over her body, taking in the naked curves that he had explored so thoroughly in their years together.

Her body had changed since their first meeting, but she found that Durban didn’t care. He liked the extra pounds on her body, the ones that fleshed out her curves and gave her a more womanly shape. It was testament to her journey as a mother, one that she relished completely.

She let out a gasp as he suddenly turned her over, her knees suddenly resting on the bed as her cheek pressed against their sheets. He pressed his body close from behind, letting her feel just how rock hard he was. The very thought of that thick cock made her shiver…

Then without warning his large palm came down on her bottom with a firm smack, one that drew a squeal from her lips and made her impossibly wet. Her breasts were tingling again, nipples throbbing as they scraped against the sheets. She knew her milk would make a mess, but Durban never seemed to care.

“Another, please, sir.” She whispered in a breathless moan, her hips dancing at the thought of another stinging slap from her husband.
 
Durban obliged her, of course, but not without waiting a moment for the first to fade a bit, letting it sink in. The second was just.as firm a slap, and the following few lightened a bit each time to keep from being painful. He'd always been careful never to cause her pain after their first time when she experienced the pain all girls knew their first time.

After the final firm slap, Durban laid his love on her back again and he looked down at her with hungry intent. As his lips met her throat once more, he muttered, "I've been jealous o' Seamus a while... my turn now." With that, he descended to her chest and his tongue found one of her aching nipples to caress and love. His his hands wandered down her curves,tracing every one with a deep and affectionate appreciation.
 
Her bottom was warm by the time he flipped her over onto her back again. Marri stared up at her husband with a grin on her lips, her gaze following his to look down at her hard nipples which were taunting them both. A tiny drop of milk clung to each, daring him to taste what his son had been surviving on for the past few months.

She squealed as his lips were suddenly on her throat, kissing her with a hungry moan that shook her to the core. Marri couldn’t get enough of her husband as he descended to her chest, she knew she was in trouble. His tongue circled her nipple and caressed it, loving it as his hands roamed freely over her curves.

“Yes, sweetheart. Just like that.” Marri panted, her eyes fluttering close to lose herself in the feelings that he was awakening inside of her.
 
Without taking his mouth from her breasts, Durban shifted himself further forward, lifting her hips up against his own. She could feel the blunt end of his cock through his trousers, pressing to her folds through the fabric. He soon tended to her other breast with equal attention and as he did so, he was unable to control the primal thrusting of his hips as if he were already inside her. His lips returned to her neck and then her own lips, stealing away a hot and sinful kiss with all his being. She knew he was awaiting her request. And he knew if he held out long enough, he'd have her begging.
 
Marri nearly screamed as Durban shifted and pressed his hard clothed cock against her folds. She whimpered in need as he shifted to the other breast and gave it attention. The pull of his lips made her moan in dark pleasure, her hips dancing until he started to thrust against her. He was humping her like an animal in heat and she could feel her folds growing even damper with each thrust of his hips.

“Ban, please!” She finally cried out, her fingers curling into tight fists in her bonds as she turned her fevered eyes towards him. “I need you….”
 
Durban paused at her plea and he lifted his head, smirking down at her because he knew he'd won this round. He slid back from her, shedding his trousers entirely and revealing the thick shaft she'd been without for almost a year now. He drew close once more, lifting her bound hands to loop about his broad neck while his cock came into position pressed lightly against her dampened blossom, but he didn't give her what she wanted yet.

"How badly d'ye want me, lass? 'Ow much d'ye need me?" He teased, pressing his cock into her just the slightest bit, but not enough to give her any sort of pleasure.
 
Marri’s fingers dug into her husband’s skin as he looped her bound hands around his throat, smirking down at her as that naked cock pressed against her wet folds. She was panting, a fine sheen of sweat coating her skin as she struggled to keep onto her sanity. She looked into her husband’s dark eyes, whimpering each time he pressed his cock against her slightly.

“I need you so much, Ban. I need you like I need air. If you do not put that cock into my body I will never forgive you.” She murmured, kissing him with a passion that surprised her.

She had never been this long without her husband and the idea of his thick, throbbing cock plunging into her was nearly too much.
 
As she stole his breath with a kiss, he stole hers by driving his shaft impossibly deep into her core. It was close to their first time together, but without the pain. He felt larger than ever within her tight blossom, and he felt it too, moaning uncontrollably into their kiss. He pulled his lips away to catch his breath, taking in the intensity of the moment as he was unable to move just yet.
 
Marri was stunned as he pushed into her body. She whimpered at the feel of her tight entrance clamping around his thick cock. It was just like their first time together so many years ago in Wales. They were struck dumb by the moment, their lips just grazing one another as they shared the same breath. She clenched herself around him, moaning at the wonderful feeling of fullness.

“God in heaven, Ban. You feel incredible.” She whispered, unsure of why she was talking so lowly. There was no one else around but her husband and he could hear her loud and clear. “Let me straddle your lap. I want to ride you, love.”
 
Durban was too much in a haze to even think about teasing, or think at all. Without pulling from her body, he wrapped her in his arms and rolled onto his back, sighing as her smaller weight settled over him as a comfort. His hands instinctively came to caress her hips. "Ah, God..." he breathed, mentally thanking any deity he could think of for giving Marri to him. "We can' e'er go this long without doin' this, ne'er again..." He groaned sweetly.
 
Marri groaned along with her husband, nodding as he swore that they would never go so long without making love again. She didn’t know how they had survived this long if they truth was known. She had made love throughout her first two pregnancy and they would probably make love through all those that followed Seamus. She knew very well that they were not finished with children just yet…

“I blame you, Ban.” She said with a smile on her face as she started to rock her hips back and forth as if she were riding a horse. “All those nights you simply lay at my side when you could have been riding me. Fore shame.”
 
"We were both exhausted, love," Durban grunted, using leverage against the bed to meet her hips with his own. "Th'las' thing we needed was a late nigh' this past winter..." But she could see he regretted never having said 'to hell with late nights' and gone for it.

Pulling her down to kiss her again, Durban put all the apology and love he could into it. When their lips parted, his dark eyes met her own, "But now tha' we ain' gotta worry about food an' fire as much as before... An' now tha' we've got relatives t'look after th'kids... I promise ya I'll be ready for ya whene'er y'want..." With another deep and passionate kiss, he let another soft moan erupt from his chest.
 
“I will hold you to that, Durban Ghis.” Marri sighed as she felt the moan erupt from her husband’s chest, her hips dancing the dance that she knew would drive him crazy.

Her bound arms held her tightly to his chest and she kissed him with wild abandon. She loved the way that he kisses and loved it even more when he expressed his passion so freely. Her husband was a good man, one that kept his emotions closed away. She supposed it had to do with his father’s brutal treatment, but it made her feel on top of the world when he would express them with her.

Her body was lunging down against his, the slap of their skin filling the room around them, reminding each of what they had missed that winter. She gripped her muscles around him, squeezing his thick cock as she rode him like a stallion. Still…she wanted more.

“Take me, Durban. Ride me like the fine beast you are.” She growled against his ear, suckling on that spot that drove him wild.
 
The shiver through Durban's body at her growl and at her nibbling his ear was very clear to Marri, as was the deep growl when he followed her demands. He rolled her onto her back once more. He took her hands and loosened the belt, only to tie it to a limb in the headboard of the bed so that she was well and truly trapped there, but it also allowed her to brace herself against the stout frame when Durban unleashed his raw power. Taking firm hold of her thighs, Durban pulled back and drove into her core with the force of a ram, over and over as she remembered before she was pregnant with Seamus, when he was not worried about a baby and could be a bit rough.
 
“Yes!” Marri yelped, her head tipped back in ecstasy as she exposed her throat to her husband. She loved when he treated her roughly, their coupling a display of awe inspiring dominance.

Her fingers gripped the headboard to steady herself as he rammed into her body over and over again, her breasts jiggling with each punishing blow. She whimpered and moaned for him, her legs locking behind his buttocks and holding him there as his hips flexed like a beast.

“Just like that, Ban. More.” She gasped, her eyes locked on his as they made love as they had those first beautiful nights together.
 
Durban kept up the punishing pace with all his strength, and she could see the cords in his neck and his muscles bulging with tension. When she exposed her throat to him again, he practically attacked the bare skin there, suckling and licking the tender flesh hungrily as if he'd devour her any moment.

One of his hands found her breast and massaged it, almost rough, but rather thorough, giving her nipple a gentle pinch.
 
A bead of milk appeared as he pinched her nipple and Marri nearly screamed in pleasure. Her fingers were white as she gripped the headboard tightly, his teeth and tongue driving her absolutely insane as he kept up the punishing pace that she’d asked for. She was about to cum. She was sure that he knew that from the way her pussy fluttered wildly around his thundering cock.

The moment came upon her like a surprise. There was no warning as the let out a scream of pleasure and jerked her hips hard against his own, cumming in a wet rush as her body pulled as tightly as a bow string beneath him.
 
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