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Authors: Cheryl Howe

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For once, Darien was far from caring how she had learned to expertly undo his breeches with one hand

Her mouth captured his as she freed his fierce arousal
.
She positioned his cock at her slick opening, then came down hard
.
Darien moaned into her mouth, sure he would come in short order
.

After what seemed like an eternity of her riding him in s
hallow
, controlled undulations that rubbed his cock against her inner walls but left him panting, needing more of her, Darien gripped her corseted waist
.
He angled her so he could go deep, shoving his balls against her swollen lips

Ivy tightened around him, squeezing his cock with each deep thrust
.
Her hand slipped beneath him and she gripped him tight, sending him over the edge
.
His howl of release echoed in the carriage, ripped from his throat while his body shuddered with blinding pleasure
.
While still buried deep inside her, Ivy bit his shoulder, spasming around him, bringing Darien to another trembling orgasm
.
Sweat rolled down Darien’s back and he was sure they had raised the temperature in the enclosed carriage several degrees
.

Ivy tried to slip off his lap, but he hugged her to him
.
He rocked against her gently, trying to stay hard before he slipped from her body
.
Even in the bliss of physically possessing Ivy, Darien was sure she would somehow melt from his grasp.

 

But there is one thing
that
I
absolutely cannot
give up
,
and that is my beloved.

 

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

 

“Arianna refuses to go through with the wedding.”

Darien studied his nephew’s haggard appearance
.
Dark circles formed under his eyes and his clothes
were
a mix-matched ensemble of last night’s dress shirt, twill hunting pants and a wool checkered jacket that was at least a size too small
.
Robert licked his recently chapped lips, still breathing hard from his late arrival.

“I am impressed, little Robbie
.
You must take after your father
.
Women tend to want to leave me.

Darien wished his joke held less truth
.
Ivy had made love to him until dawn, rocking the carriage harder than a full gallop, but she had never answered his proposal of marriage.

“This is serious.

Robert paced frantic short steps in front of Darien
.
“You shouldn’t have encouraged Arianna.

Darien lowered the musket he had propped on his shoulder to glance at his father and Rand, Robert’s father
.
The once sworn enemies bent their heads in a thorough examination of a prized hunting dog
.
They seemed unconcerned with Robert’s hour-late arrival
.
In the old days, Westhaven would have been furious if the party was not mounted and ready to ride before dawn’s first light.

Darien fingered the wrinkled collar of Robert’s shirt
.
“Please don’t tell me you sent the lass on her way without so much as a tussle.

Darien leaned forward and overtly smelled his nephew
.
The scent of sweet perfume, musky woman and sex answered his question
.
“Stay away from her father, he might recognize the fragrance
.
I think it’s expensive and French.

“I don’t think he knows about me.

Robert searched the scattered hunters herding horses and dogs
.

“Henry Maddox is not here yet
.
You aren’t the only one late,” said Darien
.
“So why are you here instead of with your kidnapped bride-to-be?”

Robert ran his fingers through his thick hair
.
“Because of you, you jackass
.
Ivy begged me to be with you at the hunt to make sure you don’t do something stupid
.
I told her you
probably
would whether I was here or not
,
but she insisted
.
And since my mother shall disown me after this, I need someone to count on.”

“You shall always be able to count on me, no matter your choice, Robert.

Darien gripped his nephew’s shoulder

Robert shrugged off his
touch
.
“Yes, well, some of us have responsibilities beyond their own needs
.
Please tell me you understand that, Uncle
.
One of those living, breathing responsibilities was screaming
heartily
when I hid Arianna at your cottage
.
My God, why did you not tell me you had a child?”

“Melody is Ivy’s child.

Darien studied the sun that had settled too high in the sky for hunting
.
If Melody was his child, he would never allow Ivy to run from him
.
Knowing that another man

the father of her child

held such a prominent part in her life, bothered Darien more than he cared to acknowledge

“I don’t wish to be lied to
,
nor do I have the time
.
Help me hide Arianna until she calms down
. In the mean time, I need to
find a way to avoid being shot
by her father and
ruining her
reputation
completely.”

“You
two
can go to Scotland
.
I’ll loan you the carriage.”

“And where should we live on our return
?
Do you think your father will let us live at the rectory
?
I think not
.
The Anglican Church does not challenge the aristocracy
.
I’
d make
a miserable soldier
,
nor can I support a wife like Arianna on either of those salaries
.
And I won’t even detail the hurt it would mean to my mother and sisters.”

Robert paused as if to catch his breath, his hand covering his eyes
.
Darien glanced at Major Rand Fitzgerald, who stood awkwardly next to his father-in-law, probably for the first time in either of their lives
.
The two former adversaries had finished examining the dog and were currently inspecting the tail of Westhaven’s horse.

“Don’t underestimate your father
.
He’s done his best by you and his family
.
It’s not always easy for a man to swallow his pride.

Darien nodded, hoping he could do as well by Ivy and Melody.

“My father might be a fine soldier, but he earns a soldier’s pay, which requires him to risk his life
.
The gentleman Irish landowner was only a ruse created by your father to save my mother from
the
pain of widowhood and family humiliation
.
Have you forgotten they are dependent on your father’s good will, as am I?”

“Perhaps Westhaven’s bark is worse than his bite.

Darien glanced at his father
.
If the man had any reservations about hunting on the same grounds where he had accidentally shot his son, he made no show of it
.
His father took a nip from a flask and his gaze darted to Darien
.
When their eyes met it took Darien a moment to remember to scowl and look away
.
What if his father had been telling some version of the truth all along
?

“Right-oh.

Robert glanced in the earl’s direction
.
Major Fitzgerald appeared to finally spot his son and waved him over
.
Robert abruptly faced Darien
.
“Have you forgotten the last ten years?”

“Nothing is more important than taking a chance on the woman you love
.
My father can’t disown everyone in the family
.
There are not that many of us left.”

“Not that it matters
.
I can’t force Arianna to return to Westhaven
.
She’s entirely too distraught.

Robert shoved his hands in his pockets
.
“Conflict makes me ill, Darien
.
I don’t care for any of this
.
I prefer things settled in a rational, thoughtful manner
.
Not a midnight rendezvous and bride-napping
.
You don’t suppose I might face criminal penalties?”

Before Darien could assure Robert he likely would not be incarcerated, Henry Maddox came running down the manor’s marble front steps
.
He was not dressed in hunting clothes but in a fine suit
.
Rand groaned and tossed down his tartan cap
.
Westhaven visibly sagged and leaned against his mounted horse for support
.

Maddox stopped in the circular drive and glanced between Darien and Robert to one side, Westhaven, Rand and a group of their cronies on the other
.
Maddox’s red face and balled fists warned that he was not pleased
.

“Arianna is gone!” Maddox yelled to everyone in earshot
.
He glared at Darien
,
but his gaze skipped over Robert as if he didn’t exist
.
“She’s not in her room
. W
e can’t find her anywhere.”

“Perhaps she went for a morning stroll
.
We might pass her on the hunt
.
I take it you are not going to join us?

The earl walked his horse toward Henry and away from the other guests

“Arianna did not go for a stroll, my lord
.
None of her things are missing, so I don’t believe she has gone far
.
Perhaps you could lead a search of the grounds.

Maddox glared another warning at Darien
.
“After all, Arianna is to be your bride.”

“A bride who obviously has no enthusiasm for the groom
.
I’m too old for this silliness, Maddox
.
Find the girl and I’ll honor our commitment
.
If not, the deal is done.

Westhaven straightened and would have reminded Darien of the bull dog authoritarian of years past if he did not still grip his faithful horse’s
bridle
with white knuckles
.

“May I remind you, my lord,” Maddox
said, then
cleared his throat and lowered his voice, “the alliance of our families is paramount to both our interests
.
At the very least, I insist that you call for a thorough search of the grounds
.
She must be nearby
.
She knows no one in the area.

Maddox abruptly turned and pointed at Darien.

“If I discover you had anything to do with Arianna’s disappearance, I will ruin you.”

“I believe I already am ruined
.
Or have you not heard?” said Darien calmly
.
His plans to foil the wedding had materialized in a way he had not expected
.
And despite his nephew’s distress, he found the whole affair working to his satisfaction
.
Could his life actually be taking a turn for the better
?
Punishing his father would not bring Philip back
.
If his father could accept Ivy as his bride, maybe something in Darien’s world could be finally righted
.

“Oh I have not begun to discredit you, you black scoundrel.

Maddox, his fists balled, stormed toward Darien.

Darien just smiled, thanking the heavens above for his continued good fortune
.
If Maddox had a mind to raise his fists, no one could blame Darien for swinging back
.
He handed Robert the reins of his horse
.
“Perhaps you should make yourself scarce,” he said to Robert
.
Darien found it hard to believe that Maddox had no idea of Robert’s relationship with Arianna

Especially since Maddox’s gaze continually bounced over Robert as if he absolutely refused to see him at all.

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