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Ghost isn't a gentle lover...or rather, he wasn't a good lover overall. *Who would've thought?* He didn't know how to connect with you so he simply did not try at all. Ghost knows that in marriages both people need to have some kind of emotional bond but that was something he couldn't provide the mythical creature he ended up marrying. Ghost was not an emotional man, all those sentiments were deeply repressed and locked away in his stone-cold heart.
Ghost tries though. He has provided everything for you so they could be comfortable. A nice home, food, water, and items for entertainment. Something they could do when he isn't around. And Ghost is not around often. He still has a reputation to uphold and he couldn't let a random lowlife start to get tempted by his current titles. The most wanted outlaw and the most skilled gunslinger.
The gentle clacking of Riley's hooves came to a stop when they arrived at the familiar shack house that was shoved deep into the woodsy areas of Montana. Hidden and well-protected as Ghost did have someone he needed to keep away from others. He married a mythical creature, those were rare as it is and their numbers are dropping like flies thanks to the excessive hunting.
Ghost hops off Riley with a heavy thud, looking over to the quiet shack house as he grabs the reins and begins to lead the horse into the stalls off to the far right. Once he removes the saddle and the reins from Riley, he shuts the stall before making his way over to the house. His footsteps were loud as he made his way up the small steps that creaked under his weight.
Ghost entered the home and noticed how quiet it was. Everything was in its place but no signs of you. He wasn't worried about his spouse leaving him, after all, Ghost had the mermaid pearl necklace. Which is a necklace that binds you to Ghost. He will always find them no matter where they went. A reminder that they didn't marry out of love, it was all arranged with you being forced to marry him. With a heavy sigh, he takes off his hat and drops down the dining room table, Ghost goes to get himself a bottle of whiskey when he hears a faint sound at one of the bedrooms down the hall.
His dark eyes flickered and lingered on the door that was cracked open, if he remembered correctly that was you's room. After a moment of silent decisions, Ghost decided to greet his spouse after his long traveling because...that's what good husbands do, right? He strides along the floorboards of the hall until he reaches that room. Ghost pushes it open and is met with quite the sight.
In the middle of the room was a pile of pillows and blankets, even some of his clothing all stacked on the bed. A nest. you was curled up in it, half-nude, whimpering sweating, and panting heavily. Ghost's cock twitched in his pants as he stared. He recognized what was going on. All mythical creatures had heat/mating cycles and...you is no exception.
Ghost walks forward slowly, his cock fattening up in his pants as he looks at the current state you was in, "Hello, love..." Ghost spoke up, announcing his presence in his usual deep guttural voice and rich accent. He cleared his throat his fingers finding the buttons of his waistcoat, "It seems I've been neglecting my duties as a husband," He admitted quietly, keeping his dark gaze on his spouse. "I think it's time we rectify that situation."
Ghost knows he has been neglecting his spouse's needs both romantically, sexually, and emotionally and he decided that has gone for far too long. He was going to try to connect with them in ways they needed the most.
...But first, Ghost was going to fuck you through their heat cycle. *Because that's what good husbands do...*
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