Sold to the Trillionaires (10 page)

She nodded, hurrying to the downstairs bathroom to clean off before going back to the living room.  “I don’t know which house is Leofred’s.”

“The houses are in a row.  The one next to me is Leofred, and then Rodrigo, and then Mitchell.  That’s the order we’ll take you in as well.”
  Gunther stood at the door and watched her walk to the next house in her tiny little nightgown and no shoes.  He sighed.  He hated that they all got private time with her.  Why had he thought he could share her?  He loved her too much to share.

Amber knocked on the door that Gunther had said belonged to Leofred.  He opened the door within seconds and pulled her inside, taking her wrist and dragging her to a bedroom there on the first floor of the house.  He pushed her down onto the bed and stripped his clothes off while she laid there looking up at him in surprise.  He looked so wicked with his one eye covered and nothing else covering his hard body.

He grabbed her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the bed, bending her legs and pushing against her shins to hold her like he wanted her.  He entered her without even getting on the bed with her, thrusting madly inside her.  He was rough as he took her, but she’d come to expect that from Leofred. 

Every time he pushed inside her, he let out a low grunt, which she had never noticed before, but she had never been in a room alone with him when he’d taken her.  It was odd being able to concentrate all her attention on him while he thrust into her over and over. 

As she felt herself starting to climax, she squealed softly.  “Oh, Leofred!  I’m coming!  Yes, that’s it!”  She clenched around him gasping for air. 

He was close and let himself go as soon as she finished, thrusting a few more times and spraying his seed into her.  He climbed into bed and pulled her to the head of the bed with him, holding her close.  “I’m so glad to finally have the chance to be alone with you,” he whispered.

She smiled, petting his chest.  “I’m glad too.  I’ve been wanting to get to know you better.”  Her hands drifted down his body, and she stroked his soft cock.  “I mean, there are parts of you, I’m intimately acquainted with but I really know nothing about you.” 

He stroked his hands over her back, loving that they had a little time.  “What do you want to know?”

She looked into his good eye, her hand caressing the side of his face with its smooth skin that had obviously just been shaved.  “Well, for starters, what do you do for a living?”

He snuggled her close.  “I’m a salesman primarily.  I own six car dealerships in the area.”

“Six?  Wow!  How did you come to be the owner of six car dealerships?”  She pressed a kiss to his shoulder as he started to speak.

“I left the boys’ home when I was fifteen.  I was labeled a troublemaker from a very young age.  Mitchell was my best friend.”  He waited for her to nod in acknowledgement of that before continuing.  “I started out as a pickpocket.  I stole from anyone who looked wealthy enough to be able to spare a few dollars.  I refused to steal from anyone who looked poor, though.  I guess everyone has to have their rules.”  He shrugged with a half laugh, like he knew it was silly.  “By the time I was eighteen, I had a little extra money, so I invested in the stock market.  My investments paid off, and before I knew it, I had enough to buy my first used car dealership.  It wasn’t much, but it was something.  I bought my sixth dealership about eight months ago.  I’ve sacrificed a lot in my personal life to get to where I am as a businessman, but I’m finally ready to start a family.”

She nodded.  “And that’s where I come along.”  She rested her head against him.  “What happened to your eye?”  It was the question that had been burning a hole in her brain, but she’d been afraid to ask. 

He stiffened for a moment, but then asked, “Does it bother you?”

She thought about that for a moment.  “It did a little bit at first, but not now.”  She stroked his cheek.  “It’s part of you, and I care about you, so it doesn’t matter at all.”

He frowned at the word care instead of love.  He knew it had only been a few days, but he already loved her and wanted her to feel the same for him.  “I was about six and I was fighting with another boy in the boys’ home.  A much bigger boy.  He didn’t like me for whatever reason, and he held me down and
was hitting me.  He got hold of a pen and stabbed me in the eye with it, and it caused an infection.  They removed the eye a few days later.”

She leaned up and kissed the patch that covered his eye.  “Thank you for telling me.”

His lips dropped to hers and he kissed her softly.  “I’m glad you’re mine.  Well, a quarter mine anyway.”  He frowned at that.

“I am too.  This is honestly the perfect arrangement for a girl like me.”

“What do you mean by that?” Leofred asked.  “You like being married to all four of us?”

She nodded.  “I don’t think one man would ever be enough for me.  I’d spend all my time masturbating.  Having four of you will keep me sexually satisfied in a way that only one wouldn’t.”

He sighed.  “I guess you’re right.”

“You don’t like the arrangement?”

He shrugged.  “Well, in some ways I do.  I mean, it’s nice to have time with you every day, but I’d rather you were mine all the time.”

“I don’t think there’s a way for that to happen in today’s world,” she told him honestly.

“I know.  A man is allowed to wish, though.”  His eye caught the time on the clock behind her.  “You only have seven minutes to get to Rodrigo’s house.  You’d better clean up and go.”

Amber nodded.  “I don’t know where a bathroom is…”

He pointed to a door off the room they were in and while she disappeared inside, he stood up and dressed.  He felt oddly let down that she hadn’t said she wanted to spend all her time with him.  Why wasn’t she content with just one man?

He watched her hurry through the dark to Rodrigo’s house sadly.  He wanted to keep her with him forever, but he’d signed a contract saying he wouldn’t do that.

Amber rushed to Rodrigo’s house, wondering what she’d find waiting for her.  He was always so gentle and kind to her when the others were around.  Would he be the same when it was just the two of them?

She didn’t have time to knock on the door before it was opened and she was pulled inside.  There was slow music playing when she walked inside the house, which was decorated in a Spanish style.  Rodrigo was nude and as soon as she was inside, he removed her nightgown and pulled her into his arms.  She expected him to start kissing her, but instead, he took one hand in his and put his other at her waist.  He slowly began to dance with her. 

She looked at him in surprise.  Her community had been against dancing, so it was something she’d never done, and something she’d never even imagined anyone doing with no clothes on.  His cock poked her in the belly, but she ignored it as she slowly swayed back and forth in his arms.

He looked down into her eyes and said, “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.  I spent time studying all the paintings of classical beauties and you put them all to shame.”

Amber blushed as she watched him.  She’d known he was a gentle man, but it had never occurred to her that he was a romantic.  She snuggled closer to him, wanting to ask him some of the same questions she’d asked Leofred but afraid it would break the mood.

She rested her forehead against his shoulder and danced slowly with him, becoming more aroused by the second.  She wanted to make love with him, but she didn’t know how to let him know she didn’t need all the fancy wooing that he obviously wanted to do with her.

She reached down with her free hand and gently rubbed his cock, petting it softly.  With the others she would have just grabbed hold and started to jerk him, but not with Rodrigo.  He was too gentle for her to behave that way.

Rodrigo lifted his hands to cup her breasts, still swaying to the music.  She brought her lips up to meet his, moving closer to him.

He cupped her bottom in his hands, lifting her up so he could press into her.  She wrapped her legs and arms around him as he slowly walked her to another room and gently set her on the bed there.  He followed her down, never breaking contact with her, and began the gentle dance that making love with Rodrigo always brought.

She sighed contentedly as he slowly picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of her as if he had days instead of just minutes with her.  When she reached her peak she clenched around him, her arms holding him tightly, but it was a gentle orgasm, just as his lovemaking was gentle. 

She loved the rough way Leofred and Mitchell took her, but she found that she enjoyed the gentleness that Rodrigo preferred just as much.  And Gunther…he seemed to give her whatever she needed at the right time.  These four men wouldn’t have been better for her if she’d hand chosen them.

Rodrigo held her tightly after, his hand toying with her long hair. 
She pressed a kiss to his soft lips, glancing at the clock.  She had twenty minutes left with him, and she wanted to make the most of it.  “Can I ask you something?”

He nodded, his hands never stilling as they smoothed her hair.  “Anything,
querida
.”

“What’s your story?  How did you come to be a trillionaire at such a young age?”

Rodrigo smiled, happy she was taking an interest in him.  “I grew up in Spain, and the boys’ homes there are not as good as here.  They don’t concentrate on teaching you so you can be a benefit to society.  Instead, they work on training you to be the best athlete you can be to bring glory to the country.”  He paused, staring off into space as if he were remembering how it had been.  “I was a good runner.  Always thin and wiry.  I broke many running records in my country.  So when I was old enough, they put me into the Olympics.  They told me if I won, I would get money to do whatever I wanted.”  He shrugged.  “More than anything, I wanted to get out of Spain and to be rich.  I ran in three Olympic games and I won gold medals in each one.  I saved up everything they gave me.  They housed me and fed me, and all I had to do was keep running.  After my third Olympics, I said I was finished, and they threw me out of the house where I had lived for eight years.  I left Spain that day.”  He sighed.  “When I got to the US, I realized that I had a talent for helping people get healthy.  I devised a diet system and started a gym where I became a personal trainer.  I hired many other trainers to work with me, and we helped many men come to their best potential with their bodies.  That’s how I knew both Leofred and Gunther.  I trained them both.”

Amber was surprised by his story.  She’d had no idea he’d once been a professional athlete.  “Are you happy here?”

Rodrigo nodded.  “I wasn’t happy.  I was content with my money and my gyms, but now that I have you in my life and a chance for children?  Now I’m very happy.”

Amber smiled, rubbing her forehead against his shoulder.  She was so happy she’d had this evening to be alone with each of the men and learn about them.  She glanced at the clock behind him.  “I need to wash up and go.”  She looked around.  “Where is your restroom?”

A minute later she was hurrying down the path to Mitchell’s house.  She knocked on the door, and he came and opened it, obviously on the phone.  She stood for a moment wondering what he wanted her to do.  She studied the place while he continued talking.  “You need to break the strike.  I don’t care what it takes.  I won’t be forced to pay the miners more just because they’re using scare tactics.  I pay them well more than average, and they’ll accept it or go work for less with someone else.”

Amber watched him as
he spoke, and she was surprised to see him tuck the phone into his ear and unfasten his pants pulling his cock out.  He motioned for her to come to him.  Her heart was pounding as she approached him.  He wouldn’t spank her again, would he?  For her, Mitchell was the only one of the men she couldn’t predict.

He pulled her down onto his lap
straddling him and slid inside her, still chatting with whomever was on the phone.  She was annoyed immediately.  She didn’t rate even a hello kiss?  Just a “Climb on while I keep working?”  She sat perfectly still, refusing to move on him.  She wouldn’t bring him pleasure if he wasn’t going to pay any attention to her.

“Yes, if that’s what it takes
, bring in a hundred new men as strike breakers.  Absolutely.”  He waited listening to the man on the phone.  His hands went to her hips to force her to move.  She fought him, doing her best to stay completely immobile.  She deserved more than he was giving her.  “Yes.  Exactly.  Let me know what happens in the morning.”  He shut his phone off and tossed it onto his desk, finally turning his full attention to her.  “Is there a problem?”

Amber tried to get up and off of him, but he held her hips firmly in place.  “Yes, there’s a problem.  Were you really going to keep talking to some man on the phone while you were inside me?  Am I worth so little?”

Mitchell’s eyes widened as he stared at her.  She’d shown so little temper since they’d had her, he was actually surprised to see it.  “I had a problem at work.  As my wife, it’s your job to soothe me.  I choose the method of soothing.”  His hands gripped her hips and he forced her up and down on him, noting the way her eyes closed with pleasure every time he entered her.  “You don’t need my full attention to get off anyway.”

She put her hands on his shoulders and moved along with him, still annoyed by his attitude.  “This is our first time to really be alone together, and you treat me like I’m not even here.”