Josie Dennis by Return to Norrington Abbey Read Free Book Online

visit. Isabella’s mind was working as fast as her needle, however.
    Was that what she was for James and Frederick? A woman to share until each of them settled on their own women forever? Oh, she should have thought long and hard before surrendering her virginity. She should have considered her future before throwing all caution to the wind and bedding both of them. Both of them! She was a harlot and a wanton and unworthy of the love she’d once hoped to find. Catherine and John’s marriage notwithstanding, she’d never seen real evidence of love strong enough to last forever.
    Fool that she was, it was what she wanted. With both Frederick and James. She was doomed to love two men and have neither one’s heart in return.
    That realization wouldn’t keep her from indulging with them for as long as they wanted her, however. Their beautiful bodies meshed with hers, their skillful hands and gifted mouths on her flesh as she soared to orgasm. She’d never imagined such pleasure, not when Frederick had eaten her nor when James had pushed his cock deep inside of her. She feared she would never find such passion with any other than the two of them. Of course, that would serve her right. She’d spent so many years refusing all beaux who dared to broach the walls of her heart. Why, she’d given nary a kiss to a one of them!
    Would that she was still that girl who never thought to give her heart to any man. Now her heart was torn cleanly in half, one piece reserved for each of them.
     
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    “So you’ve bedded her?”
    Frederick stiffened at his father’s words. They were in the general’s study, away from the abbey’s guests. It was almost a relief to separate tonight.
    Dinner had been a trial to be sure. Henry and Isabella’s brother shot daggers at the general as Catherine sat quietly between them. His father appeared oblivious of course, holding court as was his custom. As for Isabella? She’d refused to meet his gaze, though he felt a shade better about that when she treated James with the same pointed indifference. He shouldn’t want her attentions, not really. He should never care to give her a moment’s notice, but she still drew him. He’d had her twice—twice!—and yet he wanted more.
    “Of whom are you speaking, Father?”
    The general grinned. “The Thorne chit, of course. God, I wager she has a tight little pussy. Tell me she screams when she comes. I’ve seen the fire in her.”
    Frederick would not discuss Isabella’s sensuality with his father. “She is not one of the maids,” he snapped.
    His father arched his brows. “You favor her, then?”
    This Frederick would allow. “She is unlike any other woman I’ve known, actually.”
    “Then marry her.”
    “Again you push for this? Did you not learn a thing from your meddling last year?”
    The general waved a hand. “Oh, I was wrong about the Morris chit. She favored Thorne, and with good reason. Only son with a strong fortune. I was just relieved she didn’t set her sights on either of my sons.”
    Frederick wouldn’t disabuse him of the notion. He knew Henry was as tied up with Catherine as her husband was. “Yes.”
    “Now, I couldn’t find a better match for you than Thorne’s sister. You’ve bedded her. Now finish the offensive and claim her.”
    “She is not a plot of land on the Iberian Peninsula, Father.”
    “She is a comely girl with a large fortune. Tell me you can find a better wife than she.”
    Truth was, he couldn’t. There was the matter of his prospective bride’s affections for another man, however. She might be willing to indulge in the physical, but would she give a piece of her heart to Frederick?
    “I do not know if she’ll have me,” he admitted.
    “Bed her again. Get a child on her and she’ll have no choice.”
    Something niggled at the back of his mind, an argument between his parents he’d overheard long ago. Was that how he’d secured his mother in marriage? The fortune and the abbey had