Page 22 of The Auction


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If I know anything about Lottie Miller, it’s that she’s as stubborn as a mule.

“Next up is Lottie. Shall we start the bidding at fifty thousand dollars?”

I edge forward a touch, moving down the side of the room beside the bidders as hands fly up. The bidding quickly exceeds one million and is still rising at an alarming rate. When it comes down to the last two bidders, I feel the knot in my stomach tighten. Archibald Crush is a seventy-six-year-old philanthropist with a penchant for younger women and more money than he could ever hope to spend. Cedric Chang is the other bidder and although he’s much younger at fifty-one, he’s into some very shady stuff and it was because of him we had to ban knife play.

Without conscious thought, my legs are moving to the stage. I see the shock on Lottie’s face but I don’t give her a chance to argue. Her mouth drops open as I bend at the waist, put my shoulder into her belly, and throw her over my shoulder.

“Auction’s over.”

With my hand covering her ass, I turn and stalk away, all the while she’s kicking me and screaming at me to put her down.

“Lincoln, I swear to God if you don’t put me down I’m going to castrate you.”

I wince when a foot almost does the job for her, my hand lands on her ass in a hard smack, and she yelps.

I clear the room, feeling Beck watching me with a smirk. I’ll deal with him later.

“Oh my god, you did not just spank me.”

“Shut up, Lottie.”

“No, asshole, you don’t own me.”

I carry her past the stairs as she kicks and screams, her tiny fists hitting my back.

“Lincoln Coldwell, if you don’t put me down, I’ll make you regret it.”

I smack her ass again and she squeals in outrage, but when I place my hand over the warm skin to cover her from prying eyes, I find her warm and wet and my already hard cock turns to fucking stone.

I don’t respond to her tirade, it only makes me want to fuck her more, so I let her rant.

“How dare you speak to me like that.”

I push open the door to my office with my shoulder and see Ryker look up in surprise.

“Get out.” His slow grin only makes me angrier. “Get the fuck out, Ryker.” I keep a struggling Lottie over my shoulder as I glare at him.

“Violet, are you okay with me leaving?”

Bastard.

“Yes.”

Her voice is shaking, and her wriggling is making me hard as nails.

“Then I’ll leave you to it.”

I throw her on the leather couch before stepping back. I’m fighting every primal urge I have to claim this woman and it’s making me fucking crazy.

“Wrong, I do own you. I was your first kiss. I was the first man to put my fingers in your hungry cunt, and I’ll be the first man to fuck you. So yes, Lottie, I do own you.”

Her eyes are flashing fire as she struggles to cover her creamy body from my gaze and I can’t resist licking my lips when I catch her eye. A blush steals over her cheeks and I know she’s remembering how I made her come a few weeks ago.

“Why are you doing this, Lincoln?”

My eyes flash to her as I stalk closer, crowding her into the couch as I lean in, placing my hands on either side of her thighs so she’s trapped. She leans back as if trying to get away, but I see the way the pulse in her neck beats wildly.

“Linc. To you, I’m Linc.”

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