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The plan was for me to introduce seven girls. There are six other girls out there already, and they’ve been training for this for a long time. So your chances of being picked are possibly slim. Just go on stage for a bit; no one will bid on you, and then Big Mike over here will show you the way out.”
“That’s all I have to do?”
“Nothing more.”
Her entire universe had fallen on its head the last two days of her life.
Allison was led onto a stage in her great-grandmother-style dress, which was nothing like what the other girls were wearing.
She just had to stand there for a couple of minutes, and then she would be allowed to go home, and she never wanted to think about this bizarre event in her life ever again.
Did the Davenports know that while they were having a bona fide ball in their mansion, on the other side was a literal virgin auction?
Just as well that no one in their right mind was going to bid on her.
Whew.
Chapter Eight
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Reid murmured under his breath. What in all the fuck was she doing on the damn stage? How in the fuck did she end up on this side of the wall?
How?
There was only one way into the dungeon, and Davenport’s highly trained security would never let anyone through. So how had their little librarian made it onto the other side? Not even Bree knew what happened on this side of her family home.
He, Zac, and Gage had thought they were hallucinating when Allison Harding, their fucking librarian, stumbled onto the stage. But there was no way they were mistaken.
Under that demure black velvet dress she wore, they knew what lay underneath. They’d seen every fucking inch of her. From her sweet dusky nipples to the tiny beauty spot on the left side of her hip that made Reid ache to sink his teeth into her until her flesh reddened from the way he sucked on her. He wanted to draw her taste into his mouth before he started on another part of her, littering her whole body with his bite marks, hearing her squeal when he sank too deep and feeling her cunt contract when he did. That’s how he wanted to leave his brand on her.
Pretty much the same way that Zac wanted her to bend over so he could streak her delicious hot ass with his belt before he kissed away the tight, hot bruises he’d administered.
The same way that Gage wanted to edge her with his mouth on her pussy, depriving her of orgasms until she became a raging hot mess, and then he’d wanted to fuck her. His brand.
They couldn’t get this girl out of their fucking minds, despite knowing subconsciously that she was going to ruin them. Completely. Unequivocally. Devastatingly.
The thing was, if they took her, it was going to be for life. If another man touched her, he would be dead. Did she know those were going to be the rules?
Fuck.
The Davenport dungeons had been used for centuries for nefarious reasons. Until recently, it became the backdrop for virgin auctions.
Their friend and business associate, Martin Davenport, who had just inherited everything from his father, had the same aspirations that Reid, Zac, and Gage had. More money. More power.
He came up with the virgin auction to soften their more ruthless clients during tense meetings and for recreational fun. And he made a fucking killing out of it too. Trust Martin to come up with that. The girls were vetted, came willingly, and received a nice bonus from the Davenport estate as well, apart from the percentage their bidders paid for them.
He, Zac, and Gage hadn’t come here tonight to bid on a virgin. No, they had come to see an oil baron about the purchase of some prime land they needed as well, over and above what they’d gotten from their grandmother.
But now, fuck the land and possibly hundreds of billions of dollars down the drain because their fucking librarian was on the goddamn stage being auctioned.
From the side, someone told her to move her body just a little as the music came up. She moved off the stage and had some words with the woman who managed the girls, whispering desperately before she was sent back on. She shook her head, but the voice off stage was insistent, and suddenly, Allison Harding, the most beautiful and arresting creature they had ever seen, started to sway her hips.
Fucking hell.
They could hear the woman giving her instructions on how to move. Allison leaned against the pole behind her, swaying her body—a hot mess. She nearly fell on her ass, fumbling about, then apologized. Fuck. Her sweet voice echoed around the dungeon.
Fuck.
“One million dollars.”
