The Devil's Good Intentions (59 page)

“
Thank you Peter, at least some one is on my side.” She said sweetly as she glared at Jenna.

Jenna threw her arms in the air and left the room.

“
Come, I’ll escort you into the gardens.” Peter said as he offered her his arm.

“
Be thankful that you’re not a woman! All this fuss over nothing is tiring!” Katherine humphed from beside him - causing Peter to laugh.

They took the back way to get to the gardens as to not run into Salvador. Peter thought it was hilarious that she had to hide from her husband to get some fresh air while Katherine swore it was a quicker route and that she had no need to hide from Salvador.

They strolled in the gardens for about a half an hour and then Peter insisted that Katherine return to the house to rest and have some tea.

When they reached the doors, Salvador was leaning up against the frame with his arms crossed against his chest and a disapproving look on his face.

“
Good timing old man, I shall relinquish my charge to you.” Peter said jollily with a grin on his face while handing Katherine off to her annoyed husband.

“
Don’t you have places to be?” Salvador returned.

“
Indeed I do. I shall see you the day after tomorrow.” He said as he gave Katherine a gentlemanly bow and Salvador a grin.

“
That man is far too happy for his own good.” Salvador grunted from Katherine’s side.

“
Oh leave him, not everybody can keep a frown on their face all the time.” Katherine lightly teased him as they walked towards the day room.

“
You were sleeping when I left you.” Salvador commented.

“
Yes, and then I woke up feeling refreshed.”

“
How can you feel refreshed? You couldn’t have gotten two hours sleep.”

“
Because I have been sleeping more than I have been awake lately.” She reminded him.

“
As it should be.” He grumbled.

“
I need my exercise and a good dose of fresh air, lying in bed all day won’t make me strong.”

“
Parading off all the time won’t keep you healthy” he countered.

“
I will not be forced to lay in bed for the next five months Salvador, so don’t even try!”

“
We’ll find an equal balance, till then sit and have some refreshments.”

Katherine sighed at his arrogance but did as he bid.

Taking a sip of her tea, she tried to gage what kind of mood Salvador was in. As usual he wore a mask of indifference which made it a trifle hard to ask for favours.

“
Salvador.” She began reluctantly; he turned to her and smiled. “Could we arrange to visit the Rochester Estate before my condition prohibits me to travel?” she asked casually.

His facial expression never changed but she caught the clenching of his fist and the grinding of his teeth.

“
Surely there is no hurry, Love. I promised you a visit there before I put it on the market and I intend to keep that promise.” He replied.

“
Please? It’s been so long that I have been there and there are…things I would like to check on?”

“
What sort of…things?” he asked cautiously.

She really wanted her diaries back and was scared that they had been discovered. She trusted Salvador and her new family and even though her Mother kept the knowledge of them safely from her Father, she didn’t see any reason to keep it from Salvador. Salvador was not greedy nor was he hurting for funds so there would be no motivation for her recipes to fall into the wrong hands.

“
There are my diaries that I am concerned for…in my haste to leave the estate I left them behind and was scared to go back for them, lest I be discovered.” She admitted.

“
Diaries? I don’t believe we recovered any diaries.”

“
I would hope you wouldn’t have…they were hidden in my floor boards in my room.” She said in a quiet voice.

“
Are your thoughts so sacred my Love?” he prodded, almost sounding as though he knew there was more to it.

“
Well…they are my personal thoughts but more than that they contain my family recipes.”

“
What sort of recipes?”

“
Well…they are herbal antidotes to be exact. You see, I am part of a line of natural herbalists and the recipes have been passed down from generation to generation. Most of the recipes are healing antidotes and were quite advanced for their age.”

Salvador grinned.

“
I always knew you were a Witch.” He chuckled out.

“
Actually, one of my greater grandmother’s was burned at the stake for that belief.” She said as a matter of factly.

“
Hmm, and did your Father know of these…recipes?”

“
Heavens no! This was between my Mother and I. But, there are families who know of my ancestry and believe in the tales that they have heard. Those recipes could bring in a good fortune if they got into the wrong hands.” She admitted.

“
I can imagine.” He mumbled to himself. “How about you tell me where they are and I will send someone to fetch them.” He offered.

“
No.” she said shaking her head. “In addition to the recipes, my personal thoughts are truly documented in those journals and I would prefer to keep them personal if it’s all the same to you.” She said firmly.

“
And you think my men would invade your privacy?”

“
There is always the chance. I have nothing to hide but I would prefer to rest easy knowing that my thoughts will remain my own. Besides…I’ll go positively crazy if I have to be cooped up here for the next five months and would appreciate this favour to be granted.”

“
I’ll think about it.” He announced, ending the subject.

“
Thank you” she replied dryly.

~

Dinner that evening was served in their chamber. Salvador saw the way the servants were gawking at her and knew that she was uneasy with it all.

Her sudden need to go back to the Rochester Estate and her confirmation that there was indeed something of value in her room helped to solve that mystery. The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea of getting her far away from Oxford until Pennington was taken care of. He even considered bringing Ed and Peter along to meet up with some nice country girls. They would stay at the Rochester Estate for a couple of weeks and attend a few balls to show off his beloved and prove to the town that his Katherine was worth more than all of them put together, literally.

Katherine opted for a second bath to help sooth her cramps. They had started just before dinner and still hadn’t ceased. Jenna assured them that cramping was natural, but to record how often they took place and how long they would last. Katherine wasn’t concerned about them but he didn’t want to take any chances. After being drugged by chloroform and then the aphrodisiac, he didn’t think that could be too healthy for the baby.

He smiled as Katherine hummed from the bathing chamber. He himself was sitting in front of the fire with his night cap and evening robe. It felt good to be home.

His door was locked and Percy was placed at the bottom of the terrace. He was to stand there with his finger on the trigger so if anyone came at him from behind, he would just need to squeeze the trigger before blacking out.

When she came out of the chamber, she was wrapped in a silk robe that outlined all of her curves. She had pinned up her hair to keep it dry and he couldn’t wait to let them out.

The small bump in her belly gave him a surge of pride and possessiveness and her swollen breasts made his mouth water.

“
Feeling better?” he drawled out lazily, hoping the answer was yes.

“
More than better, I actually feel relaxed.” She responded with a seductive smile.

“
Hmm” he returned with a grin. “Come join me.” He held his hand out to her and then pulled her into his lap causing her to giggle.

“
Do you know how beautiful you are?” he whispered as he nuzzled her neck.

“
I think you’re biased.” She chuckled out and then moaned when he licked at her sensitive spot below her ear.

He thought about asking her if it was too soon, but he needed her to get over the experience and he needed to be inside of her. Besides, it would do her no good to dwell on the situation and she needed to know that he still wanted her.

He slipped his hand into her robe and gently massaged her nipple to erect. She caught her breath and froze for a moment before arching into his touch.

He didn’t want her thinking of Sebastian or Pennington and he planned to erase them from her mind.

Standing up with her in his arms, he carried her to their bed. Before laying her down, he pulled the pins from her hair and relished in the sight of her hair tumbling down her back. He caught the fresh scent of witch hazel and buried his nose in her hair.

Laying her down, her hair fanned out onto the pillow beneath her. He sat beside her and opened her robe, looking up to gage her reaction. She had her eyes closed and was biting her bottom lip.

“
Watch me Katherine” he said gently as he lowered his head down to draw a nipple into his mouth.

He needed her to know whose mouth was on her.

She moaned her sweet siren as he manipulated her breasts and then gasped when he thread his fingers through the small curls in the V between her legs.

“
Open your legs for me Love.” He cooed from her breast.

After a moment’s hesitation, she bid his command.

He wasn’t surprised to find that she was aroused, but he was surprised to find that she wasn’t as aroused as she normally was.

He kissed his way down her belly and then opened her legs wider with his hands.

“
Salvador” she whispered out unsure.

“
Let me love you” he responded, before burying his lips into her sweet honey.

She had the most perfect mound he had ever seen. Her lips were a perfect hue of pink and they weren’t stretched like some of the whore’s that he had taken in the past. Her scent was a siren of its own and her taste was better than the sweetest of wines.

Relishing in her reactions, he swirled his tongue around her taut bud. Her passionate cries of lust were music to his ears and his reward was her creamy release. He growled as she sat up and thread her fingers through his hair, tugging at him to stop - but he paid no heed.

Slipping two fingers into her, he watched as he slowly pumped them in and out of her. She clenched her muscles around his fingers and moaned her delight as she fell back onto the bed, gripping her fists into the sheets behind her head.

He kissed her bud one last time before removing his robe and covering her body with his.

He caught her mouth and kissed her deeply – possessively.

When she raked her nails down his back he almost lost control.

Rolling her on top of him, he moved her up so she could grasp the head board.

“
Ride me love” he said in a rough voice as she positioned herself over him.

She leaned over to grip the headboard and in doing so her breasts were even with his face.

They both moaned in harmony as she slowly sheathed him and started to move.

He licked at her breasts as they thrashed in his face and met her thrust for thrust while she had her way with him. When he felt her convulse around him, he knew he couldn’t hold back much longer. Sitting up, he placed her on her back then gripped her hips and drove into her like a mad man.

“
Deeper!” She cried out as she tried to adjust herself to receive him better.

Gripping her ankles together and pushing them into her stomach, he growled his approval when she cried out his name.