Taken by the Trillionaires (6 page)

“You could have taken me at the dinner table, I was ready already then!”

He chuckled as he used his hands on her hips to propel her forward and onto him. He slid deep inside her and grunted his pleasure. “I’ve missed how you feel around me.”

She leaned forward and kissed him, her lips eating at his lips while she put her hands on his shoulders and began slowly riding him, loving the angle of his penetration.
His hands cupped her breasts, gently squeezing her nipples. She marveled at how gentle this man was compared to the others.

The water splashed in the bathtub, threatening to go over the sides, but neither of them cared as they joined together in the most elemental way two people can join. He reached down to use one finger to nudge her clit, wanting her to get all the pleasure she could from their joining. As soon as she arched her neck and screamed, he pumped into her three more times before joining her in ecstasy.

She collapsed atop him, burying her face in his neck as his hands continued to roam over her body. How could she ever have dreaded having this kind of a relationship with three sexy men? Even with his robot arm, she could feel herself falling quickly in love with the man in front of her. She only wished he cared for her more than just someone who would see to his sexual release.

They stayed together, just enjoying being together for a few minutes before he sighed. “It’s time for you to go to Austin. I wish you could stay all night with me. I hadn’t thought of that.”

She sat up, feeling him slip from her, as she eyed him. “Do you think he’ll mind if I come back here and sleep in your bed?” She’d never let any kind of preference for the men be known, but if she had to choose between them, Travis was the one she wanted to spend her time with. She was still half-afraid of the other three.

Travis’s face lit up with his grin. “I think that’s a great idea. You can just plan on sleeping in my bed every night. That’s how your friend April does it. She always sleeps with the one she’s married to.”

She sighed, feeling a huge sense of relief. “I’ll ask him then.”

Travis shook his head. “I’ll call him while you’re walking over there.” She stood on shaky legs
, and he got to his feet. “You know the way, right?”

She nodded, stepping out of the tub entirely. He followed, drying her gently. She leaned back against him, feeling so close to him. She felt close to him after lovemaking, while sometimes the others just made her feel used. She understood why a woman would be required to marry just one man, but she really did enjoy the sexual benefits of four husbands. Sex certainly would never get boring.

She pulled the sarong over her head and turned to kiss him goodbye. “I’ll be back.”

“I’ll be waiting.” One last kiss and then she walked toward the door to the long hall that separated him from the others. She walked
slowly, half afraid of what Austin would be like that evening. She’d only been with him once, and he’d pretty much thrown her down and had his way with her. As she thought about her lovemaking with him the last time, she felt her pussy tingle in response and the flood of moisture began.
Good
, she thought.
At least I’m ready for whatever he wants to throw at me…or stick in me.
She giggled to herself at her bawdy thought and was still smiling as she knocked on his door.

Austin opened his door with his phone plastered to his ear. He gestured for her to enter and preceded her down the hall to his bedroom, talking nonstop into
the phone attached to his ear. When he was finished with his call, he turned to her, and unbelted the black robe he wore. His dark hair was tousled, and she admired his hard body as he dropped the robe.

“Travis said you’re sleeping with him every night?” he asked as if only casually interested.

She nodded. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“Nah.
I’ve been sleeping alone my whole life. Having someone in my bed is odd.” He walked toward her, his hands stripping her quickly while she stood. He pinched her already tight nipples. “Just so I get my turn at this part of things with my little sugar pussy.”

She smiled up at him, her eyes meeting his. “I wouldn’t miss this part with you for the world,” she said honestly.

He grabbed her hips and pulled her closer to him, his cock jutting hard against her belly. “You’re not nearly as nervous as you were last time. That’s good.”

“You don’t like me nervous?” she asked, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

“I don’t mind nervous, but I don’t want you afraid of me.” He picked her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. “I want to feel free to throw you down and fuck you whenever the urge hits me.”

“And it’s your turn?” she asked with a grin as he dropped her backward onto his bed.

“I don’t know how much longer anyone is going to worry about turns. I think pretty soon we’re going to find ourselves in a free-for-all situation. If I see you sitting alone, I can grab you and have my fun.”

Her eyes widened. “
I’ll be so sore, I’ll never be able to walk!” she protested.

He laughed. “You’ve already gotten used to us enough that you can take two per day. Soon, you’ll be able to take us all and walk away.” He climbed onto the bed with her, pushing her thighs apart immediately.

She watched in the mirror over his head as he took his cock in his hand and guided it to her entrance. She’d never done that before, and she was amazed at how odd it was to watch him disappear inside her. He didn’t lean over her, but instead, he kept himself away as he plunged repeatedly into her body. “You like watching me fuck you?”

She blushed, but nodded slowly. Her release was building much faster than usual, and she was surprised at just how much this was exciting
her. “I like it a lot,” she whispered breathlessly.

He let out a guttural laugh. “Some night, we’ll invite the other three in here, and you can watch while we all take turns touching you and kissing you and taking you.”

She shuddered, his words triggering something inside her. “That sounds…amazing.” His finger went to her clit and as soon as he touched it, she went up in flames. “Oh, God! That’s it!” she squealed.

He pounded into her a few more times, his sperm filling her. She kept watch as he pulled out of her, his cock still hard, but losing its steel quickly. “We’ll have to film ourselves.” He lay on the bed and pulled her into his arms for a moment, his hands traveling over her. “I think you’d like that even more
, wouldn’t you, sugar pussy?”

“I think I’d love that.”

They lay together for a while, as each of their heart rates returned to normal. His hands never stopped touching her. They went from her tits to her ass and back to her clit. She was ready to mate again when he finally patted her ass. “You head on back to Travis.” His lips brushed against hers. “I’ll get my turn again real soon, I’m sure.”

She sighed, wishing she could tell him she needed release again. Instead, she got back to her feet and pulled the sarong over her head. When she got back to Travis’s room, she went into the bathroom and washed up quickly, feeling odd going to one man with another’s seed still making her wet.

Travis was leaning against his headboard reading when she walked into his room, and she threw her sarong to the floor and climbed in beside him. How could she let him know she needed to be taken again?

He pulled her into his arms, stroking his hands over her body.
She pulled his head down to hers and kissed him passionately. He pulled away, looking deep into her eyes, before chuckling slightly. “Again?”

She nodded with a blush, resting her head against his shoulder, but hating that he knew how randy she had become. “Please?”

He rolled to his nightstand and pulled out two things that he did his best to keep hidden from her. “I want to try something new this time,” he murmured. “Get on your hands and knees.”

She did as he told her, thinking he would just take her as Bo had the night before. She was startled when a small object was pushed deep inside her pussy
, wiggling her bottom. “What is that?”

“It’s just a toy.” He was kneeling between her feet behind her, and she couldn’t see him. Suddenly, the thing in her pussy started pulsing inside her. “Do you like it?”

She shuddered as the thing rocked her from the inside out. “I do.” Why was he using that and not his penis though? Usually, the men just shoved themselves inside her.

Then she felt him toying with her anus, his fingers softly stroking the tiny puckered hole. She felt something wet stroking her there, and it caused a tingling sensation.
“Mmm. That feels good!”

He laughed. “It’s a gel used for helping.”

“Helping with what?” she asked, not quite sure what he was planning. Within moments she felt his cock at her anus, pushing against her. “I’m not ready for that!” She’d read in the book her mother gave her that many men would request this of her, but she had thought they’d wait months or even years. Not a few days.

“The lotion makes you ready. It won’t even hurt.” He pressed inside her, slowly filling her, while the thing inside her started pulsing even harder. He must have had some sort of control for it. “You okay?” he asked when he was fully embedded.

She nodded, loving it more than she’d imagined was possible. There was no pain, only intense pleasure. Between his cock and the toy he’d shoved up her, she felt stretched, but good. “Yes! Fuck me!”

He laughed, turning the toy up to high, so she could feel the pulsing even more. He slowly began to stroke in and out of her tightness, groaning his pleasure.
He would continue to take her pussy, of course, because he wanted her to have his child, but he knew then that taking her ass was going to be his first love.

He moved slowly at first, but at her urging, picked up the pace, thrusting into her over and over. She screamed his name as the pleasure took her. He thrust a few more times, loving how tight and greedy her ass seemed to him. He sprayed
deep inside her before pulling out and pulling her into his arms, sighing contentedly. “You liked that.”

She nodded, blushing profusely. “I did. I really liked that.”

He smiled, stroking her back. “I need to go clean up. Do you want me to take the toy out first? Or let it do its thing for a little longer?”

She groaned. “I think my body is used up for the night. Take it out now.”

He reached down and removed the small egg-shaped toy, and she saw it for the first time. “I’m going to go clean myself and your new friend here, and I’ll be right back.”

Travis put his things back in the drawer to his nightstand before climbing back into bed beside her and pulling her into his arms. Stroking her softly, he asked, “Are you happy here?”

Her eyes met his in the dark. “I didn’t want to be auctioned off. I thought my parents were evil to do this to me, but you make it easy for me. I enjoy being with you, and I enjoy making love to everyone.” She didn’t add that she wished she had love in her marriage. It was the one thing she felt she was missing. She nestled her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes, happy to be sleeping in Travis’s arms.

***

After her hour swim the following morning, Erin spent most of the day working on the quilts. She was so happy to finally have something to occupy her time that she was happy to putter around, cutting and sewing and just doing something with her hands.

By dinnertime, she was ready to be with the men again, though. She didn’t like to spend all her time alone as she had that day. It was Cody’s turn that evening, and she was a little apprehensive. Of all of the men, she felt like she knew him the least. His huge body was a constant shock to her, and she wasn’t sure where she stood with him.

She laughed and joked with the men during dinner, truly enjoying their company and being relaxed with them for what felt like the first time. “You’re in a good mood, sugar pussy. What did you do today?” Austin asked.

She smiled, not wanting to give them a lot of details. None of them ever seemed to go into the room where her crafts had been set up, but she still hid their gifts from them carefully every evening. “I got some craft materials and I’ve been doing some crafts.”

Austin’s phone rang and he got up and left the room, smiling down at her on his way out. She shook her head in disbelief. “All he ever does is talk on that phone!”

Cody shrugged. “It’s his job.” He was a man of few words from what Erin
could tell.

“He doesn’t even excuse himself. He just leaves!”

“It’s his job,” Cody repeated as if nothing else in the world mattered.

Travis took her hand and smiled at her. “He’s used to just jumping and running when he gets a client call. I hope you don’t feel like it’s something against you personally.”

She shook her head tentatively. “Well, no, but it is rude.”

Bo sighed. “You’re going to make us all get manners, aren’t you?”

Erin met Bo’s gaze without flinching. “Yes, I am. You all need manners.” She shook her head. “I want all of you to have manners before the children come along, because I’m not raising mannerless children.”

Cody finished eating and stood up. “Let’s go.” He ignored the fact that Erin hadn’t finished
her
dinner and took her hand. “She’ll meet you in your wing.”

Bo smiled. “I’ll be ready and waiting.”

The look on Bo’s face reminded Erin that “Luigi” would be punishing her that night. She wasn’t really afraid, because she knew none of the men would really hurt her, but she was a bit concerned about what he may have in mind.

She followed along behind Cody, wondering if he was going to say anything to her. He kept silent as they rode the circle to the second floor. He opened the door without a word and dragged her inside his wing. She’d never been there, because their first time had been at the pool.

As they walked down the hall leading to his bedroom, she looked at everything on the walls and in the rooms they passed. He had a huge room that had been fashioned with every type of workout equipment available. She didn’t even know what half the things in the room did. On the wall were different basketball jerseys. She assumed most were his, but there was one that proclaimed “Jordan 23.” She wasn’t certain who Jordan was, but she was pretty sure it wasn’t Cody.

There were pictures all over the walls of different basketball players and various teams. She was impressed with his collection and told him so. “I love all your basketball stuff.”

He just grunted pushing her into his bedroom. There was a basketball hoop along the side of one wall, with what looked like a scoreboard over it. He didn’t really give her time to look around, because he was busily undressing her while she inspected everything. By the time she gave him her full attention again, they were both naked, and he had scooped her up into his arms and thrown her to the middle of the bed.

He stood beside the bed looking down at her as if he were trying to decide what to do with her. She smiled at him and stretched her arm toward him in invitation, and he crawled into the bed with her. “You like sex,” he said in his deep gravelly voice.

She nodded slowly, not as embarrassed by that fact as she’d been at first. “I really do.”

“That’s good.” He said nothing else as his hands went between her thighs and straight to her pussy. One hand went to work on her clit, plucking it and rubbing it between his thumb and forefinger while the first two fingers of his other hand slipped deep inside her, starting to thrust in and out.

She moaned, arching toward him. “That feels so good,” she whimpered.

“You want my cock?” he asked, his fingers moving faster and faster.

“Finish me first,” she begged. “I’m so close!” Her neck was arched and her hips were up off the bed as the pressed into his hands.

He removed his hands just as she was about to climax, kneeling between her spread thighs. He guided his long hard cock to her entrance and pushed deep inside her. As soon as he entered her she moaned, climaxing around him.

He stayed still for a moment, enjoying the milking sensations before he started moving. His thrusts were hard and deep. She quickly became aroused again, wrapping her legs around his slender, muscular hips and met him thrust for thrust. He had propped himself up on his hands as he loomed over her, and he stared down into her wide eyes.

He rode her through four climaxes. She was nothing but nerve endings by that point. She wasn’t sure she could do anything but feel and moan like a crazy woman. Finally, he let out a low grunt, pouring his seed into her. When he finished, he rolled to his side and pulled her against him, kissing her for the first time since he had brought her into his room.

She kissed him back, her hands stroking his huge shoulders. His slim athletic body aroused her more than she’d imagined it could. She snuggled close, wrapping herself around him.

He held her stroking her back and calming her as her heart beat slowed to its normal pace. “You’re a good wife.”

She smiled, pleased that he’d praised her. “Thank you.”

He patted her bottom. “You should wash and go see Bo. I’m sure he has your costume ready.”

She nodded. “I’m sure he does.” She didn’t let her feelings about the odd behavior of the youngest of their group show. She needed to do some research on the different Mario characters and games, so she would be able to play along with him better. She’d meant to do that before.

She got to her feet and wandered to the bathroom, pulling a cloth over her tender flesh. It seemed odd to know that soon she’d be wearing a long pink dress and a tiara as she pleasured yet another man. How had she managed to adapt so quickly and thoroughly to a lifestyle that went completely against everything she believed in?

She walked to the bedroom to give Cody one last kiss for the night, before she headed to the hallway to see Bo, who she knew was waiting with some sort of punishment for her. How would a man who lived for video games and cartoon characters punish her?

When she arrived
at Bo’s door, there was a note on it telling her to come right in and dress in the room she’d changed in before. She sighed. She wasn’t sure she liked being “Princess Peach” all the time.

She hurried to the room and changed into her Princess Peach dress and slipped the tiara on. Glancing in the mirror, she rolled her eyes
at how silly she looked. Eventually he would want to make love to Erin and not a cartoon character, right?

She walked to his bedroom door and raised her hand to knock. Erin wasn’t certain she was ready for him, but she knew he was ready for her. She wasn’t in charge of her life and knew it.

Bo opened the door dressed in the same Luigi costume he’d worn the first time she’d been with him. She walked into the room, ready to beg him not to hurt her in any way.

His eyes met hers. “You’ve been a bad girl, Princess Peach. You called me by another man’s name while I was inside you. That’s unacceptable.”

She bowed her head, partially because her role insisted on it, but partially so she could roll her eyes without him seeing. “I’m sorry, Luigi.”

“Now, instead of having me taking you straight to my bed, you’re going to have to spend a little bit of time with Yoshi.” He indicated the green dragon beside her, which was about the size of a horse.

She frowned. Visiting Bo was always strange. She stepped into the stirrup on one side of him and swung herself over so she was sitting astride the toy.
Why is this a punishment?

He stepped up behind her straightening her skirt around her so it jutted out
, and her private parts were pressed flat against the cold back of the dragon. She sat on the dragon looking down at him, trying to figure out how this was a punishment. He pulled a remote control from his pocket, and the dragon started moving. She was startled and clung to its neck as it started bumping up and down as well as spinning.

She smiled, enjoying the ride, laughing softly. It was fun! She’d just started enjoying the ride, when he pushed another button,
and something slid out of the dragon directly below her. Startled she gasped and tried to move away, but it went straight up into her pussy. What was he doing to her?

She wiggled a little until the small phallic object was in her more comfortably, and then he pushed another button, making it go even faster. She was being screwed by the dragon, and she liked it. She was flung around, her pussy already sensitive after her time with Cody. It was going to make her climax. She could feel it building. She felt her face turning red, and she moaned loudly.

“Oh my God! This feels so good!” She wiggled a little to get the full benefit of the dildo inside her, her breath starting to come in a pant. This was going to be her most powerful climax ever, she knew.

Suddenly the motion stopped and the phallus disappeared back into the dragon. She groaned. “No! I’m not ready for it to stop yet!”

Bo laughed softly, having unfastened his pants while she rode Yoshi. His cock was standing out strong and sure from his body. “Think you’ll remember my name this time?”

She slumped over Yoshi’s green head, almost in tears from the sudden stop of motion. “I’m so close.”

He held up his hand to help her down and she gripped it tightly, swinging her leg over the back of the dragon before sliding to the floor. He nodded toward the bed and she went to it eagerly. She sat on the edge of the bed waiting to see what he wanted from her. She bit back her demand that he hurry, knowing he wouldn’t appreciate her telling him what to do.

He approached the bed.
“On your hands and knees, Princess Peach.”

She immediately moved into the position he wanted her in and waited for him to kneel behind her. He immediately moved into position with his cock at her entrance. “Do you want Luigi’s cock in your hole?”

“Please, I need you, Luigi!” She knew he wanted her to beg, and with as close as she was to climax, she was willing to do anything to make him happy. He laughed and swatted her bottom before plunging deep inside her. She let out a gasp, shocked once again by his thickness. “Yes, go fast and hard, Luigi!”

He
laughed, his voice husky and deep. He did as she asked, thrusting powerfully and quickly, causing her to cry out over and over. She buried her face into the blankets on his bed, trying to keep from screaming as she climaxed, her excitement filling the air around them.

He thrust again. “Who am I?”

She moaned. “Luigi.”

He laughed triumphantly, thrusting his
last few times as he sprayed his seed deep inside her. “You’ll never forget again.” He sighed, rolling to his side beside her and pulling her into his arms. His hands stroked her back all the way from her shoulders to her bottom and back up. His kiss was soft as he pressed it against her lips. “You’re my very own Princess Peach.”

She nodded, her body as relaxed as a wet noodle. “I’m yours.” She snuggled her face into his neck contentedly. For now, she was happy to be his, in her silly dress and him in his Luigi clothes. She promised herself she’d look up Mario the next day and see what it was all about.

She slept in his arms for a short while, before climbing from the bed and cleaning up in the bathroom. As she was slipping out of his bedroom, he called out, “Goodnight, my princess.”

“Goodnight, Luigi,” she answered, slipping into the other room to change back into her sarong and go back to Travis. Her body felt very used, but it was good. She’d never dreamed being married to four men would keep her so satisfied.

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