Page 24 of Virginity Sold

I find myself unable to question Kyrian about it. A beautiful woman approaches our table, her smile stretching wide to reveal every pearly white tooth in her mouth.

“Good evening gentlemen, my name is Andrea and I’m here to escort you to Virtue. Are there any questions before I do so?” Her voice is so bubbly it’s sickeningly sweet.

“No, Andrea, we’re very clear on the rules. This isn’t our first time enjoying the auction. We’re quite anxious to pick up our merchandise and enjoy the weekend.” I stand, buttoning my jacket.

“Very well. Right this way, gentlemen. Might I add you purchased a lovely piece of merchandise. I think you will be pleased. She is still in her lingerie. As always, if you wish her to remain in it, there is a jacket for her to cover up with so that you may exit the building and go to your next destination.”

She continues talking, rambling off information that’s not new to me, nor Killian, and Kyrian, the little fucker, couldn't care less.

Andrea leads us down a hallway, stopping in front of a door with Virtue’s name on it. She knocks once, then opens it, poking her head inside. “Virtue, the winners are here to claim you.” She pushes the door open, gesturing for us to enter.

I step in first, and the vision of her meekly sitting on the couch has my cock stirring. She’s as nervous as a mouse and I almost want to call her that—my little mouse.

“Hello, Virtue. Thank you, Andrea. We’re good from here.” Andrea nods and excuses herself. The boys step in behind me, shutting the door.

Her eyes widen as she looks between the three of us, her lower lip quivering. “Who bought me?” Her voice trembles.

“We all did, Virtue. You’re with all of us. I see no reason to offer a false name to you on our behalf. I’m Liam, this is Killian and Kyrian.” I gesture toward my nephews, who are looking at her like predators watching their prey.

“All of you,” she stutters, and fuck, if my cock doesn’t jerk, begging to be buried deep inside of her while she begs me to fuck her harder.

Come on, Liam, get it together. She’s nothing more than a ploy. A game piece to get the man who took two of the most important people in our lives from us.

“Don’t be scared, Virtue. Any woman would kill to be in your position.” Killian drags the pad of his thumb across his lips.

“Oh, okay. I didn’t realize that there would be more than one man bidding on me,” she replies softly.

Killian laughs at her delicious innocence. “Oh, Cookie, you could’ve had a woman. There are no limitations at Club Lust. Trust me, your weekend will be full of mind-blowing orgasms that’ll leave you aching and begging for more.”

She lets out an audible gasp as she clenches her thighs. My little mouse might not realize it, but she likes the idea of three men fucking her.

“Remove the cuffs and put the jacket on, Little Mouse. I want you in your lingerie. Killian, take her things and carry them to the car. We need to go.”

Killian steps over, helping her slip into the jacket, before zipping up the garment bag and taking it off the hook.

My eyes land on Kyrian, who hasn’t said a word, totally out of character for him. He’s staring at our Virtue like she’s Juliet and he’s Romeo, enamored by her beauty for the first time. I guess if they do fall for each other after this weekend, it would be a true Capulet-Montague story, just different families.

“Come on, Little Mouse, time to go.”

“Why do you call me that?” Her timid voice barely registers.

“Because that’s what you are. A scared little mouse afraid that the big bad cat’s going to eat her.” I step closer, leaning in so my breath dances along her ear. “I firmly plan to devour your pussy, lapping up every bit of you.”

She doesn’t respond. Instead, she swallows a moan. My little mouse can think what she wants, but she wants this, to be controlled and taken by three men. Too bad she doesn’t know we’re wolves hidden in sheep's clothing, wanting more from her than just her virginity.

I take her hand and turn around, pulling her behind me as I exit the room. Kyrian and Killian follow closely behind. Our steps echo as our shoes hit the tile floor as we make our way down the hallway. As we come near the end, we pass two men being led to their merchandise. They look similar to us, an older and younger man. I wonder if he’s his uncle or father. What brought them to the auction tonight? Were they looking for sex, something more, or out for their own form of revenge?

She hasn’t spoken a word, none of us have. I keep glancing over my shoulder at Kyrian, impressed by how mature he’s acting. I know it won’t last, so I’m soaking in every minute of it. He took his parents' death hard. He thinks I don’t know about his twice a week visits to his parents’ grave. If he wants to keep them a secret, then I will, but I need to continue to remind him that I’m here for anything he needs to talk about. If he doesn’t want to talk, then I can merely be a shoulder to lean on.

We exit Club Lust the same way we came in, only this time with an extra person. Our car is already on the curb and waiting. We chose to take our town car tonight and have Hinkley drive us, affording us more time with our merchandise.

He opens the door for us before we even make it to the car.

“I see the night was prosperous, sir.”

“Indeed, it was. We’ll be going to the penthouse at the Mordoff now.” I slide into the back seat, pulling Virtue along behind me. Kyrian and Killian sit on the seats across from us. We chose our town car to be made this way so that we could look anyone riding with us in the eyes.

My father taught me from an early age to never put yourself in a situation where someone sits behind you.

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