The way I see it, having the kids here is a benefit in that it means everyone will leave sooner. With the ceremony starting at noon, followed by a lunch, I’m hoping everyone will be gone before the evening.
When I told Christina of my hope, she wondered why bother at all. She was content with a ceremony at the courthouse. I was not. I want her to have this day. The dress, the cake, the flowers, and her friends at her side. This will be the only wedding day she will have. I do not want her to have any regrets. I want her to be able to look back on this day with pride and joy.
The music starts, thank fuck. When Christina appears in the doorway, she is so beautiful my whole body aches. She isn’t wearing the dress I had shown her that I liked, but it’s close. The other dress had been a little fussy, with long heavy satin and lace applique along the large skirt. Her wedding dress is all over lace, with a long skirt in lace and tulle. With the tiara I bought her, she looks like the queen she is.
I catch her hands tight in mine. Her smile is so full of love I am dizzy at the sight. Mine, my woman, my baby, my whole life. The words are short, I blink and I’m kissing her. Sealing the vows we make without hesitation, with our whole heart. Today, and every day until I breathe my last breath.
Six Months Later
Christina
I can’t believe I’m nervous. God, you’d think I was some virgin on her wedding night. I cringe as Ivan comes out of the bathroom gorgeously naked. I hit the switch, turning off the lights before he makes it to our bed. Only seconds later the lights are back on.
Ivan studies me in the soft light. “Christina, what’s the matter?”
I’m an idiot, that’s the matter. I sigh, “Can you please turn off the lights? This is... I really want to do this. I’ve missed you but... everything is so different and my body has changed and I—”
The covers are ripped from my hands. I hate him for the way an eyebrow lifts at the sight of the long cotton night gown I’m wearing. Why am I annoyed with him that his cock is still limp at the sight? It’s exactly what I feared. It’s been a long two months since I had our twins, Santino and Victor. And an even longer five months since we made love. I was on bed rest for several months and then the twins were born via caesarean. It took longer than I thought it would to heal from the incision.
“You do want to make love tonight?” The question is soft, almost a whisper.
I nod. Too embarrassed at just how much I want him while worried he’ll take one look at my body and turn away in disgust.
A strong hand runs down along my neck, then to the edge of the nightgown. I blink and he’s ripping it down my body, baring me to him. His eyes run over me slowly until tension is screaming in my body. Then he smiles, it’s lethal and pure sin. And holy crap, he is very hard now.
“Yes, your body has changed.” He runs a fingertip over a nipple leaking with breast milk. “You have carried our sons, kept them safe, your body gave me two beautiful healthy boys.” His fingers keep moving down my body, stopping at the incision.
“When your doctor told us, the safest way to deliver our children was to cut them from you.” He shakes his head. “I have known no greater fear in my life than the idea something might go wrong. That I might lose you. For a moment I resented our sons. I am sorry. It was only for a moment. You are here, safe, and here with me. And you are so fucking beautiful you make me ache the same as you did the first day I laid eyes on you.”
“Over this last almost year, you have given up your body for our children. Now it’s time to give your body up to pleasure you are due, owed, yours and mine.”
I pull him down to me, reveling in the sensation of his body against me after so many months without it. “I love you. I’m sorry. I don’t why I keep saying that. I should never have doubted you, for even a moment. You are the most amazing father and husband I have ever known. I’m not sure why I let my mind get in the way of this, us.”
He truly has been, even more than I thought possible. The moment we found out I was having twins, not until our five month appointment when the 3D ultrasound showed the second baby, Ivan went into hyper paranoid mode. I’d already been relegated to less than twenty hours a week, with no more time in the air. I was fired. After three sweaty hours I got my job back but I worked from home. When I broke down with how much I hated working from home all by myself, Ivan started working from home too.
Since the babies have been born, he has blown me away with how involved he was. He pled for us to add formula as a way of feeding our sons so that he could take his turn. I didn’t hesitate to say yes, overwhelmed at feeding two babies at once. Ivan was up in the middle of the night, often before me or the nanny could get to the nursery. He is sexy as hell when he is wearing one of our sons in the baby sling he wears while he is working. Firmly telling me it was important for our children to feel secure.
I’m not really surprised about his admission of resenting our sons that moment in the delivery room. He had hinted he hated all the fear a multiple pregnancy involved. A few weeks before our due date, he pressed me to make this our only pregnancy. I wasn’t willing to, I admitted I wanted at least one more, but really I wanted two. Ivan lost all color and went quiet for three days. Finally, he gave in and told me the number of children we would have would be my decision. He would work through his fears on his own.
In that moment, I knew, I would only try getting pregnant once more. I wasn’t willing to put him through more than I thought we both could bear.
My orgasm is sweet and leaves me shaking in Ivan’s arms. I run a hand through his hair. There is more silver in it than the first day I met him. And if anything it only makes him more beautiful.
“Ivan...”
“Hm.” He is content, his hands running through my hair.
“That was beautiful as always. But I was wondering...”
I leave the words hanging for a moment. Ivan looks down at me. “Wondering what?”
“Wondering where my animal went that I made of you. It’s been a very long time since you...” Oh god, the pain explodes as Ivan smacks my pussy and thank fucking god I don’t have to ask twice.
A big hand tightens around my neck. “This animal, sweetheart, the one you only have to nudge before he awakens. What a dirty girl you are. My cock is still covered in your come and you want more. I’ll give you more, first you suck my cock clean like a good girl and you’ll get the reward you earn.”
God, I love this man.
Ten Years Later