Ghis (closed)

Brogan's hands slipped from her hips to her bottom, squeezing lightly as a gentle tease, enjoying her kiss most of all. He was certain he could live forever off her kiss alone. Their lovemaking was just a wonderful bonus. He moaned softly into her kiss, one hand rising to her lower back to feel how her body moved, and he parted their lips a moment to mutter, "Love... I think yer dress needs t'go," he gave her a smile as his hands came to her dress laces and he was glad she could pull it over her head so she didn't have to leave him.
 
Julia giggled as he mentioned that her dress needed to go. She leaned backwards a moment so that he could undo her laces, raising her arms for him to strip off the garment. It left her in her filmy underclothes, her breasts pressing wantonly against the material. She knew he could see her hard nipples pressing against the fabric, begging for attention.

“Look at what you do to me, Brogan.” She whispered, leaning further back so that he could see her breasts as well as his cock embedded between her wet folds. “This is all for you.”
 
"I think I migh' like a better look," Brogan half-groaned, half-growled, and he stripped away the underclothing that blocked the rest of her skin. Once she was entirely bare, he treated to what he knew she loved while she rode him. He brought her back forward and his tongue met her breast, just shy of her hardened nipple that strained for him.
 
Julia cooed for him, her hands cradling his head as he licked and suckled at her breasts, teasing everything but the nipple that so badly wanted his attention. She whimpered as she started to ride him again, her long, slow strokes bringing forth that rumble that she loved so dearly from his throat. She arched her neck to watch his lips stroke her chest, loving her breasts like only her husband could.

“You drive me wild, love.” She murmured, moaning as she clenched herself hard around his length, loving the way that he filled her completely.
 
His answer was to finally seal his lips around her nipple, worrying it ever so lightly with his teeth for extra effect as he suckled. Both his hands returned to her bottom, squeezing gently in appreciation for how she rode him so well. They had made love at the very least once almost every day since their relationship had steadied, and in that time both had become far more skilled.
 
Julia’s head suddenly tipped backwards, her long hair trailing down to her bottom as Brogan worried her nipple between his teeth. She moaned for him, a sound of pure bliss as his hands moved back to her bottom and squeezed the flesh gently. She picked up her pace for him, encouraged by his loving encouragement. He had been a wonderful teacher in the bedroom, willing to try anything at least once.

A knock came at the door, a servant’s voice calling through a moment later. “My lord, Vincenzo has arrived.”

“Go away!” Julia cried out, her voice laced with pleasure that was unmistakable as she clenched herself around her husband’s hard cock. “Don’t you dare leave me now.” She whispered to him, a growl of possession laced through her words.
 
"We'll be out soon," Brogan grunted darkly before his lips returned to Julia's breast. He didn't want to rush but he didn't want to keep Vincenzo waiting either. He thrust his hps up to meet hers, groaning hotly against her skin.
 
Julia moaned deeply as he thrust his hips up against hers, his groan rumbling against her nipple. She gasped in pleasure, her fingers tightening in his hair as she rode him faster, her hips slapping down against his. She knew she was about to cum and she whimpered in need.

“Cum with me, love. I need to feel you…” She didn’t even finish her sentence before she came, her cry leaving her lips and echoing off the walls around them with wild abandon.
 
Brogan came with her anyway, letting out a deep, soulful groan that reverberated off the walls powerfully like a pipe organ in a cathedral. He pulled her down tight against him to bury his cock entirely in her core. "Gods!" He moaned aloud, his arms tightening around her just as her walls clenched his shaft.
 
Julia rested against his chest, listening to the rumbling like thunder that issued there. She sighed softly, her lips pressing against a bare patch of his chest as he filled her once again. She smiled and glanced up at her husband.

“I think, my lord, that we are well and truly done now.” She murmured, kissing him gently before she nuzzled her nose against his. “Get dressed, love. You must go meet Vincenzo. I’ll freshen up and follow in a moment.”
 
"Kickin' me out, aye?" Brogan teased with a chuckle. He pulled from her body with a sigh and helped her to rise before picking himself up. He changed his trousers and righted his clothing altogether, and left her with a kiss, heading out to the great hall.

Vincenzo Ambrose was very clearly Valentina's father, with jet-black hair like hers, though his was streaked with silver. It was just as long, and tied back tightly and smartly. He was clad in a fine Italian lord's attire with a rapier at his hip and tall riding boots. His face was framed by a fine and well-kept goatee that was flecked with silver. When Julia emerged, she heard his lovely accent, heavier than Valentina's.

When she came, she heard Brogan and Vincenzo speaking about her, the Italian having not heard til now that Brogan had married. "Finally you find a lovely girl," Vincenzo smiled, and his gaze turned to Julia as she emerged. "And here she is, what a beauty." He bowed low before her and kissed her hand charmingly. "Nothing short of a pleasure, your Highness."

"Now don' be charmin' my lass, y'fiend," Brogan warned him with a chuckle.

"I can't help it if-" But then Vincenzo froze when he lifted his head and saw his own love. "Ex-... Excuse me one moment, my lady," he said softly, and stepped past her. Kitty was coming down the hall with a serving maid's help.

"Vincenzo," Kitty said softly, as if in awe of seeing him again. "So y'did come..."

"My dear Lady Katherine, of course I did," he answered with another bow, stooping to kiss her hand, but Kitty pulled him into a weak embrace, nearly in tears at seeing him again.

"Y'sweet old man..." she whispered.
 
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Julia gripped her husband’s hand tightly as she watched Kitty be reunited with the man that she loved so dearly. It brought tears to her own eyes and she was soon wiping them from her cheeks. She had been so emotional lately, as women that were pregnant were often want to be, but the way Kitty hugged the Italian so tightly told her that it had been far too long since they had been together.

She allowed the two lovers to reunite for a long moment before she stepped forward, ever the hostess. “Vincenzo, you must be tired from your journey. If you would like to freshen up, we will begin serving the afternoon meal soon. We’ve arraigned a get together of the family. Kitty wants you to meet her newest grandchildren.”

She knew Kitty was so proud of her three little grandsons and she’d wanted to show them off to everyone, her lover included. Lunch would be in her parlor, the sunny warm room where they could be alone and discuss private matters without prying ears around.
 
"Thank you, my dear," Vincenzo smiled to Julia, and then to Kitty. "Allow me, madame," he grinned to her and carefully swept Kitty off her feet, making the woman giggle like a young girl.

"Vincenzo, not in front of everyone," she muttered, hiding her face against his shoulder. Brogan chuckled as Vincenzo carried Kitty away, and wrapped an arm around Julia's waist.

"I think I 'ear wedding bells, aye?" Brogan grinned to his wife once the older couple was gone.
 
“If there’s anyone who deserves true love, it’s your mother, Brogan.” She said softly, smiling up at her husband as he wrapped his arm about her waist. “Perhaps he will help her get stronger too. I know Valentina is worried sick about Kitty.”

She then turned and slapped Brogan’s shoulder playfully. “And shame on you, Brogan Ghis, for allowing another man to flirt openly with your wife!” She grinned at him, giggling at the dark look that he gave her. “I shall demand payment in the form of a kiss.”
 
"A kiss? Alrigh'," and with that, Brogan wrapped both arms around her, one hand on her lower back and the other on the back of her neck, pressing her into him as he engaged her ina heart-stopping, knee-weakening, soul-stealing, passion-inducing, full kiss unlike any he'd ever given her before, but it was over far too quickly and he let her go to go along his merry way, knowing she'd hate him for it.
 
Brogan stole her soul with that kiss, her body pressed tightly against his as he showed her just how he felt about her. Then it was over and he was walking away from her with a grin on his face. She knew she would get revenge on him later, but right now she simply stood there with a silly little smile on her lips.

After she left the great hall, she helped the kitchen staff to finish preparing lunch, making sure that everything was set up for the family meal. She had made sure that all of Kitty’s favorites were prepared and when the time arrived, she helped them to serve.

Kitty was sitting with Vincenzo, her hand gripping his as tightly as she could. Valentina was beside her father and Boar and Emma beside her, their twins held securely in Boar’s strong arms as Emma was still very weak. Marri and Durban were across the table from them, Gabriel and Elise sitting politely at the table as Seamus had everyone’s attention with his lusty cries and red face. All that was missing was her husband…
 
Brogan soon arrived, apologizing and saying that Cole had needed his attention for a moment. He settled happily beside Julia, taking her hand to kiss it. Everyone was introduced to Vincenzo and the meal went off quite well once Seamus was calmed.

With his family and now his mother happy, Brogan seemed quite content in a way Julia had never seen before.
 
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Julia had never seen Kitty so lively. She seemed like a different woman entirely and she looked at Brogan with a smile. He seemed happy, content, at peace. She held his hand in her lap, squeezing it as his fingers caressed her belly. Everything in Brogan’s world was right and Julia couldn’t be happier. She leaned over and kissed her husband’s cheek.
 
Nearly six months passed Inverness by, turning spring to summer and summer to early autumn. Annie would arrive in just a couple weeks. But lately, Julia had noticed Brogan seemed to be missing much more often than usual, even missing lunch at the keep some days. He told her he was working with the farms to bring in the harvest, but she also noticed a new woman on the maid staff who had eyes for Brogan and she seemed to go missing every day when he did and reappeared when he did. To top it off, rumors were flying about someone on the staff having an affair with a member of the Ghis family, though details were foggy at best.
 
Brogan had missed dinner again. That made the fourth time that week that she had eaten without him. Julia paced the length of their room, her hand rubbing her swollen belly in worry as she struggled to keep her imagination from running wild. He loved her. He told her that every morning and evening. He lusted for her, though that had slowed down as her belly grew. She had no idea what was happening…

“It’s okay, little one.” She murmured as she felt the baby kicking hard against her belly. “Da will be home soon…”
 
It was only minutes later that Brogan finally entered, looking exhausted, roughed up as if he had been in a fight, and a bit angry. But he schooled his emotions and took a deep breath. "Evenin', love... sorry I'm late." He came to kiss her cheek before removing his belts and placing them on the mantle.
 
“Brogan, where in God’s name have you been?” She asked him, watching as he moved past her like nothing were the matter. “Why do you look so out of sorts?”

Julia hated that her husband seemed like he was hiding things from her. Where had her sweet, loving, open, honest Brogan gone? It felt like they were right back to where they were at the beginning of their marriage. She rubbed her hand over her belly, a nervous habit she had picked up along the way. Vincenzo said the baby was strong and would be born healthy in just a few short months. Still, she worried as the time drew near, especially after what had happened to Emma during her birth.
 
"I've been in th'fields, jus' like I've been e'eryday," he answered her, turning to face her as if surprised by her first question. At the second, he sighed, "One o' th' lads 'as been actin' up lately, finally snapped t'day an' I put 'im in 'is place." He came close and kissed her lips lightly, "Wha's wrong, love?" He looked exhausted up close.
 
Julia turned her lips away from his kiss as he tried to kiss her. She wanted a straight answer from him and she didn’t think that she was getting that from him. He looked exhausted, he looked as if he’d been in more than a simple scuffle.

“Brogan, tell me the truth. Where have you been?” She asked him as level of a voice as she could, her eyes slowly filling with tears. “Have you been with another woman?”
 
Brogan's expression was as if she'd stabbed him in the chest and cut his heart out, but it quickly turned to rage. "I can' bloody believe you!" He snarled, stepping back from her. "Wha' in Hell makes y'think I'd e'er go off with another woman?! I've been workin' m'self t'the bloody bone gettin' th' harvest in b'fore th'frost! With another goddamned woman..." He growled, turning away from her, his hands clenched into fists. He glanced back with eyes full of pain and betrayal, "You might've made tha' mistake wi' Ciaran, but there ain' no way in Hell I'm doin' anythin' like that." He stormed out of their room and out of the keep in silence.
 
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