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And just when I suck in a breath because it feels like something is about to happen…Trevor shows up. He buys me.
I feel like I’m going to scream out in joy. Cry my eyes out. Jump up and down. I don’t know how to handle everything happening inside my mind right now.
I try to say his name but I keep myself from making a sound. This whole Virgin Market terrifies me and I don’t think I should say anything.
“Lot 0452 goes to Mr. Trevor Davries for a sum above the reserve by a considerable amount,” the auctioneer announces and I hear it somewhere far away in my mind.
And I lose it. I just jump out into Trevor’s arms. I’m so happy that everything I hoped for, it has to be true. Trevor relents his hold on me to Damien and I can’t handle this. It’s all too perfect.
“Your mother tried to use the money they stole from Damien to buy you,” Damien tells me.
What?
My parents stole money and tried to buy me…oh God. Whatever held up Trevor, I don’t want to know anymore. I inhale a quick, angry breath at the thought of them. I wrap my arms around Damien and tell him the truth. “I can’t fucking believe those assholes. It isn’t exactly your standard meet-cute, but I’ve never thought you were a monster.” I hold Damien, needing to kiss him and show him how much I care. “Not like they are, fucking degenerates.” My parents are so dead to me.
I need my boys to take me home as soon as possible. I’m aching for their touch like nothing else. The pain of today is tainting my body, and I need them to lick it all away and paint over me with, well, you know what I have in mind. I’m so not virginal anymore.
18
Trevor
“Trevor!” Sarah’s wordless mouthing of my name fucking ends me.
Shit, I can’t believe how fucking close this got.
I look to Damien, who uses all his composure not to fucking punch me in the face while he does his cool businessman stride toward me.
“Lot 0452 goes to Mr. Trevor Davries for a sum above the reserve by a considerable amount,” the auctioneer announces.
Sarah jumps, yeah she fucking jumps, into my arms at that announcement. Some eyebrows are raised around the room about her exit from the block. But I don’t fucking care. I grab her tight ass and pull her into a kiss. I finally let her go so that Damien can touch her. I know he needs some relief. The crazed look in his eyes tells me that I showed up at literally the right moment. A few seconds later and some bad shit would’ve gone down.
Well, some bad shit has gone down.
“Your mother tried to use the money they stole from Damien to buy you,” I tell Sarah.
Her eyes narrow. For a moment I wonder if she doesn’t believe me, but she circles her arms around Damien and presses her head to his chest. “I can’t fucking believe those assholes. It isn’t exactly your standard meet-cute, but I’ve never thought you were a monster.” Sarah looks up and cups Damien’s face. “Not like they are, fucking degenerates.”
“Let’s get the fuck out of here. I don’t want to think about them anymore. I don’t want you to think about them anymore. In fact, I want to get the fuck out of here and not think about a goddamn thing except how good you’ll feel between us both.”
Sarah’s eyes roll back in her head. “I can’t wait for that.” She bites her lip and looks to me. “Your cocks buried inside me are the only thing I want to think about.”
“A wise investment,” Damien says with a full-hearted laugh. It’s good to hear my buddy laughing. I can practically see the tension melting away from him. Cast that shit off, bro, we’re about to bury ourselves inside our girl and fill her up with the cum that claims her. Ours. All fucking ours.
“I didn’t just buy her with my money—I made them give all yours back, too, Damien.” I say.
Sarah shoots me a playful look of disappointment, but despite her mock chastisement, the happiness glints in her gorgeous eyes.
I lift my hands up in mock surrender. “Okay, no more business. Well, until you find out what we’re doing with that money,” I say with a wink toward Damien.
“Fuck, we need to get goddamn home now or I’m fucking you here before we even leave the Market,” Damien says, pressing his mouth to Sarah’s neck.
Damn straight we’re both fucking thrilled with our plans for Sarah. She’s goddamn ours in every legal, financial, primal way. She’s fucking ours…and we’re fucking her as soon as goddamn possible.
We head toward my vehicle. Damien and I exchange a glance and he knows to have his driver head off.
