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The Sins of Rory MacLeod by J.R. Salisbury Book Tour and Giveaway :)
Sins of Rory MacLeod
of Skye Book 2
J R Salisbury
riveting tale of family, love, and betrayal.
jilted at the altar by his bride, Rory MacLeod, the Duke of Skye and
chief of the MacLeod clan finds himself becoming the subject of
to a respectable young lady of impeccable breeding is the only way
Rory can hope to silence the gossips.
his wounds, he returns to London for the upcoming session of
Parliament and Season. He brings with him his sister Lily. It will be
her first season and one which Rory intends to find a bride of his
own. He doesn't have to look far.
the Duke of Hargrove's daughter, catches more than his eye the
moment he meets her. She is everything his duchess needs to be. She
is smart, beautiful and devoted to Rory. Not even his darkest secret
can sway her.
bliss of married life is ripped apart by betrayal of the worst kind.
His sister is kidnapped and forced into a marriage with only one
purpose. Money. Even worse is who is behind it all.
his own reputation and that of his family and clan at stake, Rory
must carefully negotiate his sister's return without the world
finding out about his secret. Not only could it bring shame to
everyone he holds dear, it would mean his ruination and worse.
morning, aunt. I trust you slept well last night?" "Yes,
thank you." She
sat across from Rory and waited as a footman brought her a plate of
toast and a cup of tea. "What
do you and Lily have planned for today?" She
smiled. "I think you mean what does Lily have planned for today,
don't you?" He
wasn't sure. Women were so complicated at times. They could twist the
simplest of conversation around where one didn't know what it was
sister is excited?" "Yes.
She can't wait for the Abbott ball." "Isn't
she excited to be presented to the Queen tomorrow?" "But
of course. It's just that the Abbott ball will be her first official
he didn't. The female mind was something that always confused him. He
took Mac's lead and simply let them have their way. He
slid the newspaper across the table to his aunt. Fiona was his
father's younger sister. She had endured tragedy when her husband had
been killed in a hunting accident two weeks after they'd married. He
often wondered why she'd never remarried. She was still a beautiful
seems we've made the gossip columns already." She
smiled at Rory. "Oh, my. I hope it's all good." He
nodded. "It is. More of a curiosity about me." "Ah,
yes, the jilted bridegroom. Of course." "Which
I don't intend to get in my way." Fiona
tilted her head. "You're serious about finding a bride. Even if
she's English." "Aye.
It matters not if she's English or Scot. I need a wife. It's time." "You
are a continuous surprise to me, Rory." "How's
when I think I know what you're going to do, you do something I don't
see coming." He
laughed. "That's the way I prefer to keep things. Mysterious." "And
that you do." Rory
stood and walked around the table to his aunt. He kissed her on the
cheek. "I need to see to some things in my study. If you have
time to help me go through the stack of invitations, I'd appreciate
it. Tyler says there are quite a few." "This
should prove to be interesting. I'll be there in a few minutes." "Thank
making this trip and seeing to Lily's needs. I know Mother didn't
want to be far when Rose gives birth, so I'm glad you stepped in." "Say
no more. I'm more than happy to ensure Lily's first season is a
success. Edana has been on Skye for far too long. London society
makes her nervous." "I
know. We all do. That's why Lily didn't raise a fuss about her not
all have our reasons and our secrets. Remember that, Rory, and don't
judge people by who they are." He
nodded and left the room. He knew better than to get into a
discussion of that sort with his aunt. She was too wise. Sometimes
more than a woman should be.
of Skye Book 1
the fourth MacLeod son, Donnan MacLeod does not have to take on the
responsibilities his older siblings do. He is free to keep his
business private. As a privateer he sails the channel looking for
smugglers. Very elite smugglers.
not until he returns to Skye for his mother's birthday when Donnan
begins to lose control of his life. And it's all because of a woman,
the one woman he's loved since childhood. The woman he desires above
all others - that is should he ever think of taking a wife.
strong willed and opinionated far more than most, she is determined
to find out what it is Donnan is hiding. Never before had they kept
things from each other, but Rosalind is convinced he's keeping
something huge from her.
changes in the blink of an eye.
away in the back of Donnan's coach, Rosalind changes their lives
forever. The adventure begins...
something out of the corner of his eye caught his attention, apart
from the three towering masts, the rigging, and unfurling sails. A
sailor, dressed quite unlike any of the rest of the crew, was
standing off by himself. He turned to take a closer look. It wouldn't
be obvious, at least not for a while, just who this new crew member
was. A smile crossed Donnan's lips as his eyes caught a stray tendril
of red hair protruding from the sailor's dark cap. He wasn't sure
whether to be proud or be angry. The nerve it must have taken.
Softly, he began to chuckle to himself as his eyes locked on this
a second, he thought of having one of his men bring this person to
his cabin. Instead, he decided it would be better served if he
approached the sailor himself. He
nodded to the wheelman and strode across the deck. He quickly
descended the steps to the main deck. He found the thin intruder
still standing where he'd last seen him. Wanting
the element of surprise, Donnan came up behind and bent down and
whispered, "Do not look startled. You are to act as though you
belong here, and do as I say. You will follow me. Do I make myself
very clear, sailor?" A
bob of the head was all he got. He tried not to grin or let on he
knew what was going on. "Come, let's be on our way. We'll go
below, to my quarters, so we can get better acquainted." Again,
a bob of the head. Donnan
watched in frustration as Rosalind navigated her way to the hatch
where they would descend the main companionway stairs. He took her by
the elbow and escorted her past the equipment to his cabin. He opened
the bulkhead door to his cabin, his private domain, and let her pass.
He sucked in a breath as she inched slowly past him, her scent
permeating his nose. Shutting
the door, he stood and watched her take it all in. He knew it was
unlike anything she'd ever seen. The large stern windows,
mahogany-paneled bulkhead, the swinging lantern, and his spyglass. Saying
nothing, she walked towards the windows and knelt on the window seat.
Her eyes widened as her gaze fixed on the desk and chairs that kept
time with the living, breathing ship beneath their feet. He wanted to
rush over and comfort her in his arms, but instead, kept his
is quite impressive, Lucifer," she said, removing the cap which
had been hiding her flaming red hair. She shook it out, and he looked
away, knowing the distraction threatened to undo his control. "Yes,
she is." Rosalind
slowly rose and glided across the room to him. Gently, she placed her
hands on his chest, moving them up to his shoulders until she ran
them through his long loose hair. He stood motionless, waiting. She
raised her chin, meeting his eyes. Tears were pooled up in her eyes.
"Why, Donnan? Why have you lied to me?" "I
never meant to, leannan. Things happened so fast with us being wed,
moving to the manor. This voyage had to be handled by me. I will
explain later, and when I do, it will all make perfect sense to you.
All of it. I promise you this; this is my last voyage as captain of
the Tigress." "That
easy? You simply walk away?" "Aye.
Love makes a man do strange things, leannan. I shall keep ownership
of her, but I'll not command her. Believe me?" He
wrapped his arms around her and felt her settle into his embrace. He
absorbed her body next to his, her warmth, every sensual inch of her. "Show
me, Donnan," she said, raising her head, gazing at him. Slowly,
he lowered his head and gently grazed her lips with his before
claiming her mouth and kissing her with all the passion he had within
him. When he broke the kiss, he felt her uneven breathing against his
growled as he swept her up in his arms and carried her to his bunk.
He laid her down and began removing her clothing. He then joined her,
lying on top of her, his body molding to hers. Rosalind
arched into him and against his hardened cock. He groaned and quickly
came out of his clothes. He chuckled as she squirmed beneath him,
urging him, stroking his back. He spread her legs with his knee. He
felt her cupping his buttocks, as he entered her. Her inner muscles
clenched against him as they joined as one. Moving
and riding wave after wave of passion, he kissed her hard. There was
no denying their love as she reached her orgasm. He felt her legs
wrap around him as he spilled his seed inside her and collapsed on
top of her.
the aftermath of their raw passion, he rolled to his side in the
small bunk, drawing her close. "Next time we'll take our time,
she replied sleepily, her fingers exploring his chest lazily. Donnan
fell asleep along with his bride in the aftermath of their
lovemaking. He'd been furious at her for attempting such an act.
Coming on board disguised as a sailor. Her disguise hadn't been too
good or well thought out. He grinned to himself. It was too late to
take her back or even have her taken to Edinburgh. He wouldn't allow
her that far from him now. No, she'd have to stay below in his cabin
unless he escorted her above. Quietly,
he removed himself from the bunk and dressed. He gazed at his wife
from the end of the bunk. Her fiery red hair, which had given her
away, was spread across the pillow. She was a feast for his eyes as
this was an image he would have forever burned in his memory. He
stood gazing down at her, wanting nothing more than to join her and
make love to her again. Life however, had other matters in mind. His
heart heavy, he bent down for his boots. He'd given her his word.
This would be his last voyage commanding the Tigress. He loved her
with his whole heart and would not disappoint her again. He'd made
that vow to her, and he fully intended to keep it. For
now, he had to go top side and see where they were, things a captain
must do. "Sleep
well, Leannan. I shall return to your side shortly." A
grin pulled the corners of his mouth as he watched Rosalind inhale
deeply. She sighed and snuggled into the covers, releasing a
seductive sigh. He
gazed at her one more time before he strode to the door. He pulled
the latch, opened and closed it without a sound.
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