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Part Two

It had been mid-spring when Kendra had turned eighteen and had celebrated by making love to Phelan for the first time. It was now mid-summer, and the sickness that came with child bearing had finally started to pass. She awoke to the gentle swaying of the vardo as her husband drove. She smiled at the thought of how her clothes still hid the small bump indicating where his child grew in her; but naked, it was very obvious. She then thought of how he would stare at her naked body at every possible opportunity. The warmth and love in his eyes had deepen since learning of the child. And it deepened again when, as he called it, her "baby bump" had started showing. Each night he would kiss the area and say: "Good night my little one. Daddy loves you."

Kendra pushed the covers back from her naked body and stretched. Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she ran her hands under her long coal black hair, raising it as her hands rose, and then letting it cascade down. "Phelan," she softly called out the small covered window at the front of the vardo and directly behind him as he sat in the drivers seat. "Good morning, my love," he called back. "You are up earlier this morning. Are you feeling alright, my love? Do you need me to get mother?" She giggled at his eagerness to get his mother. She was the midwife who helped the women in their tribe. "No," she called back. "I was just ready to get up."

Kendra smiled as the cover on the window moved back and bright sunlight streamed in. "MMM," she heard Phelan moan. She turned her front towards him, so that he could see her. "Who is driving while you are stareing at me," she asked. "The horses," he said lazily. She walked over to the window so that he could see her better. "I guess that I had better get dress so that I might join you, my love," she cooed as his hand reached in and lightly rubbed her harden nipples. "If you must," he sighed. "I wouldn't mind you sitting naked by me. But... I would have to kill any man that looked at you." He gave a long sigh before finishing, "So..., you had best put on your clothes. Tell me when your ready and I'll stop so that you may join me." She smiled as he licked his lips and sighed again as he stared at her body before closing the curtain back.

Phelan helped his pregnant wife onto the seat next to him. "Are you hunger," he asked. He smiled as Kendra placed her fingertips over her mouth and shook her head "no". "I think I'll wait until later," she said. "It's not too bad, but why chance it." He laughed as he placed his arm around her and held her close to him. "Antonio rode ahead this morning and found a river that we will be crossing. He said that there is a good sized flat spot next to it that we can camp at for the night." He turned back to her and smiled as he said, "I thought you might like to bathe tonight. I would be more than happy to help wash you." Her own bashful smile told him that she would indeed like to take advantage of the river with him.

Night settled in on the gypsy camp. Their vardo was one of ten traveling together. Four of the others included his parents, Silvanus and Marishka; his brother, Antonio and his wife; his younger sister, Veda and her husband; and her best friend, Verona and her husband. So, it would not be hard for them to slip away to the river. Phelan only hoped that he wasn't the only one with the idea. He was given a smile by his father when he seen them heading that way. The full moon above gave ample light for him to lead Kendra as they walked. Her small hand felt so nice in his large one. Quickly they stripped and waded into the water. Sitting down in the more shallower part, he moaned as the cooling waters came up barely to his shoulders. He pulled her to him, letting her settle on his lap with her back to him. His one hand rubbed over her "baby bump" as the other moved her long hair away from her neck. He softly kissed the curve of it and heard her moan.

"I love the way your body looks and feels against mine, Kendra," Phelan softly whispered. He felt her bottom wiggle against his manhood, causing it to stir. "And I love the way you feel in me," she moaned. He laid them back so that their heads went under the water, wetting their hair, and then sat back up. The wettness of it only darken her hair. He watched her as she lathered the soap in her hands and then turned to face him. Her breasts hovered directly in front of his face. He suckled at them as her fingers worked the soap through his hair, causing a thick lather to form. "Phelan," she moaned, "how am I suppose to bathe you if you distract me like that?" "How am I suppose to let you," he asked, "when your luscious body is in front of me, tempting me beyond my control." Her soft giggle filled his ears as he pulled her warm womanhood onto his hardness; burying himself deep inside.

Kendra moaned as Phelan's own hands ran soap through her hair as she rode him. He even managed to wash her breasts and the rest of her body as everything took place at once. She too even managed to rub soap over his muscular chest, back, and arms. And then once again, she felt herself being lowered into the water. She felt his hands running through her hair, removing the soap from it. She too found his own and returned the favor. In unison, they resurfaced and drew in deep breathes of air. She wiggled her hips around, moving her warmth in circles on his hardness. "Kendra," he groaned as he gripped her shoulders lightly and moved in her. "I can feel where my child rests," he said in a husky voice in her ear. "Wrap your arms and legs around me."

Kendra felt as if she was floating as Phelan used his hands and knees to crawl through the water up to the bank. He laid her upper half in the softer sand as the water continued to flow over them from the waist down. She released her legs from around him and raised them higher so that he had better excess to her womanhood. She felt him slide deeper into her and flinched as he spread her wider than he had in sometime. She gasped too as she felt an annoying pain in her abdomen. "The baby, Phelan" she softly gasped in his ear. "Becareful of the baby." She felt him ease back just enough. "Father said that I would soon have to watch how far I could go in you," he sorrowfully said. "But I will do what is necessary for our child."

Kendra felt Phelan carefully moving in her as he gave her breasts attention as well. He brought her to that euphoric state of pleasure and then pushed her over it. "Phelan," she softly yelled. She heard him chuckle once she did. "What," she gasped as he continued to pleasure them. "You want to yell," he chuckled, "but you know that the others will hear if you are too loud." She felt him nuzzled her cheek as he said, "I promise, sometime I will take you some place where you can get as loud as you want." She felt herself again approaching that blissful state of ecstacy as he kissed her deeply. She dug her nails into his upper arm and screamed a deeply pleasured scream into his mouth.

Phelan released Kendra from their kiss and moved his lips down her neck and shoulder. "Oh, Kendra," he moaned as her fingers slipped through his hair; pulling him every closer to her. He felt the muscles of her womanhood contracting around him as her womanly juices washed over his manhood yet again. She proved her shared desire and passion for him as she began to move in rythem with him. They each moaned the others name as they brought each other to the height of their bliss.

Phelan made a few more slow moves into Kendra. He felt himself being milked by her still contracting womanly muscles. With his knees and elbows, he hovered above her, yet still remained in her. He wasn't ready to be released from her warmth just yet, but did not want the weight of his body to hurt his child either. He was, after all, a rather large man and she was very dainty in size. Before they learned that she carried his child, he had nearly curshed her once, not meaning too. He softly kissed her forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, ears, and everywhere else he could. She too kissed him where ever she could. Her hands softly carassed his neck, shoulders, and upper arms.

Phelan lead Kendra back to camp. He noted his father and Antonio's smiles as they did. He sat down beside them as his wife went to fix him a plate. They had not ate before going to the river, and had indeed worked up a healthy appetite. He thanked her and watched as she fixed her own before sitting down with his mother, sister, friend, and the other women of their tribe. "Haven't you had enough yet," his father asked him. Yet before he could answer, he shook his head and continued. "You have gotten her with child. It can not be done again until she births this one." He simply smiled at his father and said, "Ah, papa, but her body drives me crazy. I simply cannot keep my hands off of her..." He grabbed himself before finishing, "or my hardness out of her." He turned to look at his wife. "Even now, I want nothing more than to pull her into my vardo and make love to her again."

Phelan heard his father chuckle as he continued to stare at his wife. "Yes," he thought to himself, "I will let her feed my unborn child, and then I will make sweet love to her again." And later that night, he did just that. He pleasured her so throughly, she had to beg him for mercy before he came himself. He held her in his arms as she fell asleep. He listened to her breathing as she drifted off. Everything seemed so right. He place his free hand on the "baby bump" and said, "Good night, little one. Daddy loves you." True, by their Gypsy law, they had been married for some time now. But it had only been a few short months ago that he had finally made her his. He was not letting her go, and he was never going to get enough of her body.