The Not So Secret Baby (5 page)

Were predictions fairy floss for the hopeful of heart or did they come true? “But what if—”

“There are no ‘what if’s’, Izzy.” Sinyn ran a finger along her bottom lip. “Please take a chance on me, on us, Izzy. There’s something powerful and good between us.”

Sinyn was right. She wasn’t ready to walk away just yet. Sexually, Sinyn owned her. Mentally, she wanted to know more about the father of her child. Izzy reached down into the water and wrapped her hand around his dick.

“I think you like my dick.”

Izzy lifted herself up and inserted the hard flesh inside her. “I may not ride horses but I do enjoy riding you, prince.” It wasn’t a fuck destined to produce an orgasm. It was more about the need to feel close to Sinyn. As he filled her once more she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and kissed him.

Once more, their lips met. There was no more need for words or movement. This was just about the moment and the connection and being at peace with the only person who understood you.

Chapter Eight

Izzy hit the ground hard near the stable. “What the fuck!” Her voice came out in a breathless rush. A hard male body lay over hers, pinning her to the spongy grass.

Connor lay on top of Izzy, shielding her body with his own. “Stay still.”

That wasn’t hard to do. Muscular ridges and planes held her in place. “Was that a gun shot?” At first she told herself it was just a car backfiring, but when Connor launched himself at her to protect her, she knew he wasn’t jumping her bones in lust.

“Yes.”

His hot breath against her ear made her shiver. Sudden thoughts of him and Sinyn sharing a woman made her shiver. What would two men fucking her feel like? That Sinyn condoned it made it even more illicit and exciting.

“You’re safe with me, Izzy.”

Probably better he thinks I’m scared and not turned on.
“Er, yeah, thanks for coming to my rescue, Connor.” Focus on the threat of danger and not wondering if he was indeed ‘happy to see her’. Dicks had a way of making their presence felt regardless of timing.
Focus, woman, you already have one dick in your life. Though two every now and then would be fun
. “Someone was shooting at me?”

“Aye, Anthony and his bitch of a wife.”

Only the Irish could make ‘bitch’ sound romantic. “You saw them?” Izzy had been oblivious to all. She had gone for a walk after her bathtub interlude with Sinyn. He had planned to go with her, but Inis Daire duty called him elsewhere. And that was okay. Izzy wanted more of a chance to walk around and see what Inis Daire had to offer. Though possible death wasn’t something she expected.

Connor lifted up from her. “No, but Katie has told everyone to watch them as she knows they will try to do you harm.”

Izzy shivered and thought of her baby. This was no longer just about her. She was carrying her son and the future of Inis Daire.
Talk about complicated one-night stands.

Sinyn ran to them. He picked her up in his arms and held her tight. “I was crossing the field to come to you and I heard the shots. Are you alright?”

The fierce concern in his eyes made her feel all girly. “You can put me down.” He held her in his arms like he never wanted to let her go. At that moment Izzy acknowledged what she had been fighting. Love. It was hard to be rational when you were falling in love.

Sinyn placed her feet on the ground but kept a firm hold on her. “It had to be Anthony.” His eyes were locked on Connor. “He could never shoot for shit.”

Two horny men stood before her, obvious bulges in their pants. It was crazy to think, just after being shot at, that her mind could turn so swiftly to sex. With two men. Was it a natural reaction to want to live life after a near miss?
Or am I just horny as hell?
There was also the attraction of being with two men who sought nothing more than to please her sexually. What would that feel like?

Izzy looked at Sinyn, her feelings were complicated. She loved him, needed him, and yet she was uncertain were she stood in his life. Would he be wanting her without the baby? She would have been lying if she said that hadn’t crossed her mind. Then there was the fact that Sinyn saw her enjoying another man as no big deal. He encouraged her to do it if she wanted to.
Would I be so accommodating if situations were reversed?
Izzy doubted she would be generous enough to allow another woman to look sideways at her man.

Izzy sighed.
This is all so complicated
. Love. Commitment. New beginnings. Lust. Sex.
Where do I start? Where does it end? Do I want it to end?

Sinyn dropped down beside her. “I have no objections if you want to enjoy Connor as well as myself.” He took her hand. “Sex is a gift and it can be shared without it creating problems.”

Sex toy? I could do that
. It wasn’t about being unfaithful then. “Um, what about the person who tried to kill me?” They all seemed to have forgotten about that in this mad moment of lust.

“Anthony has a small dick,” Connor told her as he started to strip. “He’d be no fun at all for you.”

“I don’t mean that. I mean—”And then she forgot what she was going to say when she saw the size of Connor’s dick. It was slightly smaller than Sinyn’s but much thicker.
Ooh. Sex toy indeed
. Izzy looked at Sinyn. “How do we do this?”

Sinyn pulled the last of her clothes off. “Don’t think or worry. Just let us pleasure you. Nothing more.”

The idea of being full of dick made her tremble. She looked at Connor. “You need a condom.” Only Sinyn would be allowed to come in or on her. Yes, it was only one moralistic concession but it was an important one to Izzy.

Sinyn took her hand and led her to the fresh, soft hay in one of the stalls and pushed her down onto her back.

The hay was scratchy against her skin but not unpleasant. “What if someone walks in and sees us?

Sinyn followed her down into the hay. “It will make it all the more illicit and exciting.” He parted her legs and crawled in between.

Only once had a man done that before. It had made her feel hot and dirty to be used like that. She reached for his condom-covered cock. “So do it.” She was so wet with need that anything these men wanted to do she was ready for. Izzy stroked Sinyn’s hair. “I need to be filled by you, prince.”

Sinyn’s eyes met hers. “Up on your knees then, sweetheart.”

Izzy did as she was bid. She wanted to feel the heat of the two men against her body. She wanted dicks on her flesh and buried inside. She understood what Sinyn meant by this being purely for pleasure. It was fun and games with no harm, no foul. The intensity of emotion and need she had with Sinyn once the bedroom door was closed was completely different from this. Izzy spread her knees and stuck her backside out at Sinyn.

He moved in behind her, his dick jumping in excitement against her ass. When Sinyn shoved his shaft up hard inside her cunt, she sighed. His hands wrapped around her waist and held her close against him as he began thrusting within her. Izzy then looked at Connor. She put hands on either side of her breasts and squeezed them together. “You want these?”

“Yes, my lady.” He walked over and stood before her. Connor took one breast in each hand and squeezed. Izzy grabbed at his dick. The urge to suck it took hold of her. She had always enjoyed sucking dick. It drove a man wild. Izzy dropped her hands to the hay, in a totally submissive pose between the men, and sucked the rubber covered tip inside.

Izzy could see by the look in his eyes it was the last thing Connor expected. He groaned as she began to suck.

Izzy sighed against the dick in her mouth as she felt Sinyn’s fingers touched her clit. He knew only too well how to pleasure her, and he always thought about her needs as he was seeing to his own. Izzy pushed down against his fingers, needing all the pressure she could get against the sensitive nub.

Connor stroked her hair as she sucked. Saliva dripped down from her mouth as she laved the turgid flesh. She wanted to feel the thrust and jerk in between her lips as he came. While she would taste no one but Sinyn’s cum, she needed to know this man had come because of her. Izzy ground her groin down against Sinyn’s fingers. Her own orgasm was so close. She wanted them all to come together.

“Sweetheart, I’m not going to be able to hold on much longer.”

Izzy let the dick pop from her mouth. “Then fuck me harder and come.” She looked up at Connor. She could see he was ready to blow so she sucked his shaft in once more between her lips.

If anyone heard the loud cries of passion from the stable, no one would ever say. Anything a Donnelly prince did on Inis Daire was never questioned.

* * * *

Anthony stomped back to his house, the rifle by his side. He had never been an accurate shot. In some ways he was glad. While he wanted the Australian woman off Inis Daire, he didn’t want her death on his hands. He had been egged on by taunts from his wife to do it. How she thought he would ever get away with it had been the crux of his argument. But her berating and ugly swipes at his masculinity had made him leave the house rifle in hand to at least try and scare Sinyn’s woman off Inis Daire.

Anthony clutched the rifle in his hands, wishing he had reloaded. His life with Sharon had never been pleasant. He had married her based purely on her appearance and her ability in bed. Anthony knew she had married him expecting great wealth and position. Neither had given a thought to love.

The way she said it send a chill down Anthony’s bones.
Always works
? “Whatever it takes to ruin his life and give me Inis Daire.” He was tired of playing second fiddle to his cousin.

C
hapter Nine

Izzy gasped as Old Katie charged into the room and knocked the glass of juice out of her hand. It wasn’t so much what she did it but more the speed of her response. For an old woman she could move fast.

Izzy looked down at the juice that spattered her jean. “Why?” She had been sitting at a table in the kitchen of Sinyn’s house watching him make lunch. Sinyn didn’t believe in servants. Neither did Izzy. It had been fun watching him cook. Some men were naturals. Sinyn wasn’t. He was eager, but not destined to be a great chef of the world.

“Katie?” Sinyn’s eyes were locked on the old woman.

“Poison. It was designed to make you miscarry.”

Izzy stood up in shock, the juice running down her legs and into the floor. “Are you kidding me?” The look in Sinyn’s eyes told her this was no joke.

Izzy was agog at what was happening. Gun shots. Poison. Predictions.
What the hell next?
“Sinyn?” For the first time in her life she had no idea what to do. To turn to Sinyn seemed natural.

He leaned in and kissed her. It was fierce and swift. “Stay here with Katie.” Sinyn strode out of the kitchen swearing under his breath.

“Sinyn looks like he’s going to kill Anthony.” Izzy wasn’t sure what the law of the land was on Inis Daire. Could a prince kill and it be considered righteous?

“Oh, he won’t kill him.”

“Are my thoughts so easy to read?” Izzy liked to think she had her moments on inscrutability. But with this woman? How did one hide from a seer?