The Viscount's Vendetta (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) (40 page)

Damon nodded. “We are lucky to have such fine women for our wives.”

* * * *

Damon rode to the church and walked to the cemetery beside it. Charles had been buried yesterday morning. Harold and Eleanor left shortly after the burial. Caroline was progressing nicely, and the doctor was pleased.

Damon stopped at the headstones of his mother and father.

“I made a mess of things, Father. I doubted you and let my heart fill with anger and the need for revenge. I almost lost my wife and child and did a disservice to her father.

“However, it is going to be turn out all right. As soon as she is able, Caroline and I will travel to her parents and try to make amends. Caroline feels certain her father will forgive me.

“Today, Father, I came to say I’m sorry to you. For doubting you and almost hating you at times.” Damon bent down and smoothed the grass across his father’s grave. He ran his fingers across the engraving of his name.

“I hope to be a man you would have been proud of and, with Caroline’s help, I think I will.” Again, his hand rubbed across the letters. “Rest in peace, Papa.”

On his return, he went upstairs to see Caroline. She was sitting at her desk writing. When she turned, his heart swelled with happiness and pride.

* * * *

“Where have you been, Damon? No one knew where you’d ridden to.”

“I visited Papa and had a good talk with him.”

“And how do you feel?”

“Much better. Don’t tell Mrs. Smitten I’ve been talking to the dead. She’ll tell everyone in town.”

Caroline put down her pin and walked to Damon. Her fingers ran along the side of his face. “What do I get for keeping my mouth shut?”

“What do you want?” Damon smiled at her.

She pulled on his tie and led him to the side of her bed. “I’d like you to join me for a rest.”

Damon raised an eyebrow. “What about the baby?”

“The doctor said we’re both fine and can resume all activities.”

“All?”

“Especially ones concerning my husband.”

He looked shocked. “You asked him that?”

“Not in so many words, but yes.”

“Then who am I to disappoint my lady.” Damon turned her back to him and unfastened her dress and stays. “You women wear too many clothes.”

She faced him in her thin shift. Her nipples had come to attention and peaked against the soft material. Caroline placed her hand over where his growing cock pushed against his pantaloons.

“I have on less clothes than you, husband.” She undid his necktie and pulled his linen shirt over his head. Then she ran her hand across his wide chest and rubbed his nipples.

Damon cupped her chin to bring her lips close. His teeth nibbled at her lower lip and moisture flowed from her aching pussy.

“It’s been so long, Damon. My body has ached for your touch.”

“And mine for yours, darling.” He pulled her shift over her head and dropped it on the floor. Then he kissed the side of her neck and his hands covered her breasts.

Caroline sighed with pleasure. Damon raked the edge of his teeth across her shoulder and kissed his way to her breasts.

“They are lovely with your rose-colored nipples standing out at attention.” Softly, he kissed each globe and razed his teeth gently across her beaded points.

Inside she quivered and heat flashed along her nerve endings. More of her juices wet her lower lips. Her pussy clenched and unclenched, wanting to feel his hard cock filling her.

“I want you, Damon.”

He’d stopped long enough to throw off the rest of his clothes. Caroline wrapped her hand around his large dick. She slid down his length until she faced his cock. Her tongue licked across the crown, and she tasted his salty essence. Then she took him in her mouth and licked up and down his satin, hard length as his fingers held tight to the strands of her hair.

“Damn, that feels good, darling, but I’m about to explode.” He reached for her and laid her on the bed. “Now I’ll love you.”

Damon kissed her midriff and her abdomen. When he got to her lower lips he took a deep breath. “I love the musky smell of your arousal. It makes my cock ache to be inside you.”

He spread her legs and her lower folds. Then he licked from her clit to her pussy opening. “Ambrosia.” He raised his head to smile at her.

Caroline’s body tingled and was on fire from his touch. She moved restlessly under his mouth and tongue. “Take me, Damon.”

She heard him chuckle and his mouth sucked on her clit. Her body bowed with ecstasy. Then he placed his cock at her opening and plunged inside.

“Ah, darling,” he said when he was seated deep inside her. Their eyes connected and held. “I love you,” he whispered to her.

“And I you,” she said back. “Now move, my lord.”

His grin warmed her heart. Damon thrust in and out slowly at first, gradually going faster. She moved her hips to meet his movements.

When he leaned forward and kissed her nipple, her pussy walls tightened. “Yes, Damon, yes.”

“What a demanding woman you are, love.”

Perspiration shone on her body and his. “Are you complaining, my darling Damon?”

“Not in a hundred years.” He thrust quicker and her heart pounded. Her breath came in gasps, and her pussy began to ripple around Damon’s cock. A swell of pleasure and joy overflowed, her body sending her flying into space.

She heard Damon’s groan as he reached his own completion and his cock pulsated against her pussy walls.

Damon held her close as their hearts slowed and their breathing returned to normal. He rose over her and studied her face.

“You don’t think I hurt you or the baby, do you? I got carried away.”

Caroline touched his lips with her fingers. “Loving us won’t hurt either of us. I hope you’ll get carried away more often.”

“Don’t worry. It’ll take at least a hundred years for me to get enough of you. I love you and all the kind deeds you do. I love your beautiful body and the feel of your silken skin, but most of all I love your wonderful heart.” He placed his hand over her left breast. “I promise to take good care of you and our children and love you until the day my eyes close.”

Tears came into Caroline’s eyes. Then she smiled. “That’s the most words you’ve ever said to me. In fact you talk more than you did when I first met you.”

“I know, but don’t tell anyone else. My words are just for you. I prefer to be a bit mysterious to the rest of the world.

He moved down her body and kissed her belly. Caroline was convinced her heart would burst with happiness at any moment.

Standing in the doorway that connected their rooms, Damon saw the soft smile come across Caroline’s face as she nursed their son.

“He is a hungry fellow and growing larger every day,” Damon said as he walked into Caroline’s room. A room seldom used except as a quiet place for his wife to write letters or nurse the baby.

Caroline smiled at him with love in her eyes. “Where have you been, Lord Royston? We have missed you.”

“I left early to check on your school, and I talked to Reverend Smitten regarding the funds you’ve given him to help the local widows with food and housing.” Damon sat close to her and touched his son’s dark-brown hair and soft skin. “You know, my love, at the rate you are going, you will be broke one day.”

“Then I suppose I shall have to beg my husband for funds.” Caroline’s eyes twinkled with humor.

“Being the besotted fool he is, I’m sure he will open his pockets,” he teased back.

Mary knocked on the door and came in when Caroline answered. “It is almost time, milady,” she said, but seeing Damon, she left the room.

“Husband, we must hurry. Have you forgotten Hannah is marrying Arthur in two hours? She has been fretful you would be late.”

“Never. I just needed time to think about all the changes in our lives this past year. It is difficult to believe my baby sister is getting married.”

“I’m so glad you gave them the new house for their own. When they can get away from London, they will be close by.” A shadow passed over Caroline’s face. “You are sure you do not mind my mother and father staying for a visit after the wedding?”

“Definitely not. Your father and I have developed quite a good relationship. I admit your mother can be hard to bear at times, but our young man is bringing out a softer side in her.”

Caroline laughed. “I can’t believe it either. Never did I expect her to be a doting grandmamma.”

Damon stood. “I’d better get ready to walk Hannah down the aisle. I suppose the next wedding will be Rook and Sara. I am amazed at the changes in him.”

“He has lost his reputation as a rake.” Caroline smiled and rang for her maid.

When Mary returned, she handed the baby to her. Mary had barely left the room, when Damon caught Caroline in a hug.

He covered her eyes and lips with kisses, and then sighed, glancing toward the bed. “You don’t suppose we have time…”

“For shame, Lord Royston, in broad daylight.”

Damon felt his heart swell with joy at the sound of laughter in her voice. His life was full and complete thanks to his wife. He smiled as he went into the bedroom to dress for Hannah’s wedding.

THE END

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