Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22420 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22420 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
“We value this,” I say in a low voice. “More than you can imagine, sweetheart. We’re forty-something billionaires who never thought fatherhood was in the works, but you’ve changed everything, baby girl. You’ve made the impossible possible, and this is the best development we could have asked for.”
She smiles shyly.
“So you’re not angry?”
We shake our heads emphatically.
“How can you think that?” Mike rumbles, stroking a big hand over her belly. “Shit, our child is in here.”
“But you’ve lost your club membership,” Sierra says in a small voice. “And it was because of me.”
I let out a bark of laughter because that doesn’t matter at all.
“Sierra, sweetheart, I’d give up a thousand club memberships for what we have together. The four of us,” I clarify while staring into her big brown eyes. “I love you. We love you, and we want you and the baby to be a family with us.”
With that, the curvy brunette sighs and melts into my arms, finally relenting. After all, our words are true. Sierra is the best thing that’s ever happened to Mike, James, and me, and hell, maybe we came upon her through an unsanctioned auction. But that’s in the past, and with the curvy girl in our arms, I know we would do it all over again. After all, Sierra has lit up our world and we wouldn’t have it any other way.
EPILOGUE
Sierra
Six months later.
I look around Club Z, rubbing my pregnant belly ruefully. It’s nice to be back, I admit. After all, we thought we’d been expelled for good, but after a few months, Clay and Casper reached out once more. Evidently, they’d changed the rules so that private auctions are now legit, so I guess the reason for expelling us was moot. Now I’m here with my men to view a private auction as proctors of a sort, seeing that we were the first.
We’re in a small room where a nude girl awaits on a pedestal. She too is on her hands and knees, although no men are present yet. I rub my belly again, already feeling aroused. Hell, pregnancy has made my libido go crazy and I reach one hand out for Harry’s palm. But my man does me better. He’s standing next to me, and undoes his fly, revealing that huge cock. I titter because I know what he wants, and immediately begin tugging on the stiff pole.
Mike joins in too, undoing his pants on the other side of me so that I can fasten my left hand around his shaft as well. Then I begin tugging in tandem, my men moaning a bit as we wait for the auction to begin.
I giggle because this is the life. After our expulsion, my men moved me into a big penthouse in the sky of which they’re co-owners. We set up a nursery for the baby, and of course there’s a giant master suite that sees a lot of action. Best of all, there’s a huge California king in the room which gets plenty of use, and hell, the springs are probably so worn down already that we’ll have to get a new mattress soon, even though it’s only been a matter of months.
But now, the men participating in the auction enter the room, and they immediately approach the gorgeous girl on the pedestal. Her name is Harlow, from what I’ve been told, and she moans a bit as the guys caress her voluptuous curves before jiggling her big breasts and then inspecting her holes for auction. Oh shit, this is so wrong. I see one of the men hold her ass cheeks apart while another probes her back door with his finger before slipping it into that hot tunnel. A throaty moan escapes Harlow’s throat as her head drops, her body shuddering with desire.
The debauchery is so illicit that soon, I’m wet just from watching. My men sense my neediness and James grins because he hasn’t gotten his due yet. The big man stands in front of me, blocking my view of the auction, and unzips his pants before tracing my lips with his enormous member.
“Open baby girl,” he rasps. “I know you like what you see.”
Of course, I immediately part my lips, sucking hard on that stiff shaft while tugging Mike and Harry with each of my hands. Our groans blend, rising to the Heavens, but before we reach a peak, Harry’s eyes fly open. He looks down at me with that brilliant blue gaze and then produces a velvet box from thin air. Inside is an enormous diamond ring, and he proffers it to me.
“Baby,” he moans. “You’ve been so good to us. I mean, look at you now with your hands and mouth full of our members. You are everything to us, Sierra Malone, and we want to marry you. Will you, sweetheart? Will you be the mother of our children, and stay with us for the rest of our days?”