The storyline, new character development, new events, and new characters are my intellectual property. Glorioux

A/N one more chapter or so, and we will come to the end of part I. It is not abandoned, but I am working on the illustrations and so on. Let me hear from you.

Love

Traveling with the flying horses, and making the Bennet forget the details about the travel, everyone was at Pemberley, arriving at different intervals. Elizabeth's sisters had been brought in asleep and taken to their rooms.

Louise had been brought into the fold. She was made to swear, and she was blocked about sharing the knowledge. When she saw the ballroom, full of beings she had never heard about, Louisa assumed they were Fae, she was dazzled. Her husband had told her he was a Royal Hunter. And now he was concerned that she would think he was a monster.

Louisa saw Tony, she was a beautiful being. Who would have thought someone with a furry face, would be so pretty. Louisa noticed many of the male guests could not take their eyes away from Tony, even though she dressed in trousers and had a giant sword on her back. Louisa wondered if she could learn to defend herself. She saw that every female carried swords or sheaths with large knives, all but her.

She saw Tobias, with a giant sword strapped on his back. He was surrounded by women who sort of looked like angels and others that looked like fairies. Tobias was also like Tony, a mixture of human and feline.

Louisa noticed that the Hurst stood above the ground, fascinating. Albert was talking to men. He looked wonderful imposing, even the tail was intriguing. Louisa grinned, thinking about her sister's reaction, she wanted to see it. Caroline would faint and scream.

Louisa started worrying that her husband would think she was unattractive. Where was he? The idea of being in his bed when he looked different excited her.

Someone held her from the back. "Shall we dance, my love?"

Louisa turned around, Hurst stood there, looking like Tobias, Albert, and, Tony, but to her eyes, even better.

"Reggie, is it you?" Louisa asked.

"Who else, what do you think?"

His sword sang for Louisa, Louisa was now enchanted, this was much better than the Ton.

"I think that you will only dance with me. Too many covetous females looking at the Hurst men. I think we should retire soon." Louisa smiled coyly.

Hurst caressed her hand with his tail, "Just think of the possibilities, in this form, I can do much."

She smiled, "I was thinking of the same. Maybe I will get trousers, would you like that? "

"Better without them."

Several guests eyed the couple. They would be on many guest lists, she would have babies soon, and everyone wanted to see the babies. Von Stern would extend an invitation to Hurst and Louisa, already knowing that Darcy wouldn't let Hurst go. In any case, he hoped that Tony would come with him.

Darcy

As we approach the room, with Cleo eyeing me as if I were vermin, I am thinking of how to rid myself of my wedding night interloper.

I tell the boys, "Go to play with your friends, Richard and Bartlett's girls are here. We would welcome pups."

Mucky, the lover, likes the Fitzwilliam's females. But they are like Cleo, both love their masters more than males and wanted their independence. "You can fly, but you must behave," I tell them.

At my offer, the boys are back to their Drac-dog, as Lizzie calls them. Cleo doesn't budge.

Elizabeth sighs, "Puppies, I would love that, the females are beautiful."

Cleo growls, not happy with the prospect of her knights having fun with other females. I see her hesitation. "Yes, they are, Goldie likes the boys, It would be good. She would stay with us until the pups come." That last part is a lie, but worth it.

Cleo wriggles, wanting down. Lizzie lets her down, "Cleo, don't be selfish, let..." Cleo is already flying away. She doesn't wish to other females with her boys.

Once she is out of sight, we both smile triumphantly. Only a little concern, "They will wreak havoc." I say.

"Let Richard deal with them. He is your second." My bride is wise.

Record...

Cleo

When Cleo arrived at the ballroom, she saw Hurst. At once, she forgot about the boys and flew around him. Many guests stopped to look, a Hunter with a Dragon-dog, unusual. They didn't know that Cleo was a cat for a while.

Cleo licked Hurst, who laughed delighted.

Louisa clapped. If this were a dream, it was a good one. "How do you know it?"

"This is Cleo," Hurts then pointed at the flying dogs, already in trouble.

"Darcy's dogs are there, with the others. Let's get Cleo a little chicken, maybe some meat, and perhaps a pastry or two." Cleo yaps and licks Hurst. For now, Elizabeth is forgotten.

Lizzie

We are finally alone, William, my King, holds my waist while he opens the door. When the door opens, he lifts me on his arms. Dressed in his ceremonial attire, he looks magnificent, I like the circlet around his forehead. I caress his face, "I love you," I say.

"Not as much as I love you. I loved you all my life, it seems."

"Lock the door. Can we keep the dogs out?"

He sighs, "No, they will come in, doors or not. I hope Cleo stays gone all night."

I giggle, "I do too."

He lays me on the bed. "My love, show me what you can do with the dress." His eyes are fixed on my body.

I comply, the dress is nothing but a veil, the undergarments are just like the dress, only transparent like organza.

Love

Darcy stood transfixed, looking at Lizzie. It would seem that she wasn't shy, despite her upbringing.

"I want the clothes off, is it all right with you?"

She nodded. Darcy pointed the concentrator to himself. He was down to his shirt, without a cravat and linen trousers. She only wore her chemise.

She looked at him from top to bottom. When she saw his aroused sex, she bit her lip. It looked big, but it was probably all right. Her sex clenched.

"You look like a dream come true, I want to learn your body with my lips." His voice was a mere whisper.

"I have a confession," Elizabeth said, "the night you came into my room, I wanted more."

"Did you?" Darcy-Shadow was amused.

"I did."

"I was something like it." He moved close to her, "Do you want a glass of wine or champagne."

"No, just come here."

He sat on the bed near her. Elizabeth remembered, she caressed the sensors, he hissed. "Not now, you naughty girl."

He lay by her. He held her, her blood was calling him, but it could wait. His hand moved to take her chamise off; she was impatient and remembered what she had just learned. She wished her chemise off.

Darcy's hand was no longer in her chemise but over her bum. She moved her head up, kissing his neck. Her hand moving down his chest. He held her while his lips closed over hers. Suddenly Darcy started to live his favorite fantasy, nearly memorized.

Darcy- The Shadow King

My blood heats and my body hardens, all over; my cock is a hard sword ready for her. This time is real, her skin is the finest of silks.

My weapon is poised to penetrate the sweet secret place between her thighs; oh yes, her sweet cunny calls me. My hand goes lower to the place where I want to be. I was wrong, she doesn't have hair there, but it is ready for me. When I just make a pass, she moans and presses against me

My hands explored her delicious body, followed by my thirsty lips and probing tongue. I can feel as they move along a trail of carnal delights.

I am a fully armed explorer; on who is discovering the swells and dips of her virgin territory; touching the soft and gentle curve of her breasts; squeezing the delectable mounds of her flesh; feasting on her hardened nipples; going over the tuck of her small waist anticipating the next destination.

Ah, yes, I am now arriving at the perfect bum, probably shaped like two halves of a delectably delicious peach. My mouth waters in anticipation.

I continue along my road of delights, by now my fingers have once again arrived at the apex of her thighs. I caress the silky skin between, while the moist heat beckons and tempts my fingers to gently touch her damp sex.

I am hard as stone, gods I want her, I already smell her heady arousal, making me cry with anticipation.

Ah, I feel her secret place of delights, what an experience.

I can barely go slow, even so, I temper my hurry and gently coax her folds open; one finger, make that two, slide to the entrance of the moist cave...where my tongue joins my fingers in a celebration of tasting and probing. Gods, I am getting drunk with her liquor... and finally, I am ready to conquer and breach her with my already stiffened cock weeping for her.

My breath is coming faster, a moan escapes my lips as the imagined flavor of the craved prize fills my mouth. Soon, I will have a taste soon.

"Let me touch you," she moves her hand, and my clothes are gone. My mouth moves up to catch a beaded nipple with my hungry lips as I move to cover her with my body with mine. Her hand goes down my chest. I hold my breath.

She moves her hand down my stomach, "Gods," I nearly scream when her hand goes around my cock.

"It is soft," she moves her hand, making me crazy.

"Lizzie, my Lizzie," I want to be inside her, I am right outside.

She wraps her legs around me. "My wife, "I lean my head on her shoulder, the temptation is in front of me. I kiss her neck, while I try to enter her, my mouth opens. When her blood flows on my mouth, just a little is enough.

She writhes with pleasure, opening herself to me, "I love you," she tells me.

My father had said it was best to do it at once. I am one with her.

Record...

Elizabeth

"It is okay, so good," I tell my love. It surprises me that it feels so good. I guess I not human; my body is not the same; there was no pain, but some initial discomfort. "So good, my William." I kiss him wherever I can reach.

"Yes, yes," he covers face my face with kisses as we move together. His hard body is perfect, or skins touch, I cannot get enough. I want more; I do what he does. His wings go around me, holding me.

Something is happening, his body shudders, I ache. "William," I don't want this to end.

The lovers

Her sex contracted around him, Darcy joined her, crying each others' names. When it was over, Darcy rolled her on top of him. His wings folded flat. As he always did, he reverted back to his human form. It was best, what if strangers should wonder in. Elizabeth did the same. They had talked.

He caressed her lazily. "You didn't bleed."

"It didn't hurt," Elizabeth answered.

"That is good. I love you."

Elizabeth laughed when they heard a nasty growl. Cleo was back and wanted to lay by Elizabeth.

"No, don't be naughty, go to your bed," Elizabeth ordered her and moved closer to William. The lovers ran their hands along with their lovers' bodies. Cleo complained but obeyed, she was compelled to obey if not for long.

They were exhausted, the lovers went to sleep holding on to each other. Their marriage was consummated, much was possible.

New Dangers

Lady Catherine's father was intent on taking Elizabeth. He wasn't a straggler but came thru forbidden gates. He wasn't so easy to detect. He looked thru a window, but not for long, a Hunter was coming. He wasn't keen on Hunters, too bad there were not all gone. This presented a challenge, but he wanted her. She shone like a gem.

Jane slept restlessly. She didn't want to be there. She woke up, a voice was telling her to do something. She didn't know where she was. In a bed next to her, Mary was sleeping. She needed to be careful not to wake her up. When she went to the door, she tried to open it, it was locked. She needed to think, all she needed was to go and open a door.

Mr. Collins was hiding near Pemberley. He could get in and try to rescue Aunt Catherine. He tried Jane again.