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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.
    “You missed, didn’t you?”
    He looked at his wife. “Yes.”
    Sharon sneered at him. “You’re useless. You’ll never get Inis Daire being a coward.”
    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.
    “Bitch.”
    “Asshole.”
    “You get rid of her then.” His wife had an evil streak of rat cunning he lacked.
    “Poison,” she murmured. “It always works.”
    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.
    “Where’s Anthony?” Sinyn’s voice sounded like thunder.
    Katie shook her head. “It was his harlot.”
    “He’s just as responsible,” he declared.
    “Aye, that he is,” agreed Katie.
    Sinyn’s hands were bunched into tight fists. “Where is he?”
    “At home trying to look innocent.”
    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