The Iron Earl by K. J. Jackson

Author:K. J. Jackson [Jackson, K. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AWD Publishing
Published: 2019-02-25T05:00:00+00:00

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The bastard was going to go free.

His feet brutal against the stone floors, Lachlan stormed through the castle, not pausing once as the servants he passed tried to gain his attention.

His grandfather wanted to see him. He knew that.

But talking to his grandfather was the last thing he could do in the moment.

He was liable to choke the old buzzard to death, he was so consumed with fury.

The bastard was going to go free.

The trial wasn’t over yet, there was still a chance, but from what he’d witnessed today in court, that bastard from London that killed his brother was going to be set free.

Not hanged. Not shot. Not beheaded.

He never should have let Domnall talk him out of killing the bastard when the monster was captured after the fire.

Lachlan stomped up the south circular staircase, his boots on every step a heavy blow echoing into the bowels of the castle. The two-hour ride back to the castle had done nothing to calm the rage pulsating in every fiber of his being. No. If anything, every step his horse had taken had only heightened the wrath swallowing him whole.

The only thing that could break through the fury ravaging his body was the sole thought of sinking himself into Evalyn. Of losing himself in her.

There was only one place he was going. To his room. To his wife.

Dragging off his coat, cravat and waistcoat, Lachlan charged through the door to his chambers, slamming it shut behind him.

Evalyn jumped up from the chair by the fireplace, the book in her hand dangling to her side. “Lachlan.”

Her hair long, let down from the blasted pins that kept it tight to her scalp, the tips of the auburn locks curled down about her breasts, stark against the white of her chemise.

“Where are your clothes?” Words had to fight their way past the stranglehold of anger about his throat.

“Lachlan—”

“You’ve been waiting for me?” His voice a growl, he stalked across the room and grabbed her around the waist, yanking her body hard into his. It knocked the book from her hand, the pages rustling, crumpling as they hit the floor.

Her dark eyelashes fluttered, confused. “Yes, I—”

“Good. Because I’m ready for you.”

Her head snapped back, her forehead furrowing. “Lachlan—the trial—what is wrong?”

“Nothing.” His hands slid down her body, wrapping around her hips, and he pulled her tight to him, grinding his cock into her belly. “Isn’t this what you were waiting for?”

“I was waiting for you, yes—”

“Good.” The growl in his voice deepened and he spun her around, picking her up, his mouth ravaging her neck as he moved them to the foot of the bed.

Setting her to her feet, he lifted both of her arms and placed her hands onto the left bed post to grip and then he bent, dragging her shift upward. His fingers went to the back of her thigh and he lifted her leg, spreading her, and then draped her calf over the footboard.

Five buttons on his front fall and he was free.

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