The Auction (7 page)

“Is he the one in charge?”

“
She
runs things around her. Perhaps I should bring your questions to her attention so that you can have your questions answered to your satisfaction.”

Foster smiled. “That won’t be necessary. It’s my first time, so naturally, I’m curious.”

Dino nodded. “Naturally. The b
idding will start in less than twenty minutes but someone will check on you
about that meal.”

Once Dino left the room, Foster cursed under his breath. He’d come on way too strong. He was almost certain the guard would tell his boss about the questions he’d asked. At this very moment they could be watching him. “Fuck.”

Remi entered the room next. “Mr. Graham, is there anything I can get for you? Another drink? Maybe something to eat. Our chef can whip up anything you require.”

“No, sweetheart. I’m fine.”

She blushed. “I
f you need me, press the blue button on your panel.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Well
,
if that will be all, I’ll check on the other guests.” She smiled, backing away slowly, in no particular hurry to leave.

He winked again and she nearly stumbled over her feet.

She stopped at the door. “You know, Mr. Graham, anything you require of me, I’ll be happy to do. I mean, if you have any special needs, I’ll take care of those as well.” The bright red blush coloring her cheeks made it very clear what she was offering. He doubted this was something new for her and he was quite sure others had taken her up on her
proposal
. Some probably demanded it.

“I just might take you up on that, but later. I have a little business to conduct first, darling.”

She giggled before leaving him alone.

He wouldn’t take her up on her offer of course, but he did himself no favors to make his disgust known that this place was using children to entertain guests. Foster didn’t consider himself a prude, but he preferred his partners to be of age and fully developed. In his former life, if he knew someone was a pedophile, he took extra care to make them suffer.

His thoughts drifted to his brief conversation with Dino. If what the scarred man had said was true then there was no way Macy was here now. She’d be long gone. But he could probably find out who bought her if he asked the right person. Winthrop might have the answers since it was apparent this wasn’t his first time here. Maybe he was one of the guests when Macy went up for sale.

Foster was deep in thought when a bell sounded. The holoscreen appeared and a holographic image of a woman dressed all in black, a codpiece and spiked boots, appeared before him. “Welcome to tonight’s events. I am Zee for our first time guests. We have a large assortment of offerings tonight. Bidding will start at one hundred-fifty thousand credits.” Then Zee’s image disappeared to be replaced by a petite woman in a see through dress. Long red hair cascaded around her shoulders, and she was heavily made up. She was quite attractive. The woman seemed slightly dazed which meant she was possibly drugged. Foster wouldn’t purchase any of these women but he had to put in a few token bids.

By the fourth woman, he was bored out of his mind, not really focusing on the women, but trying to figure out his next move. He barely paid attention when number five was called, but he happed to glance at the woman’s holographic image before him and froze.

It couldn’t be. He reached out but his hand went through the
hologram
. She was fixed up, but he would recognize that body anywhere, after all he’d spent many hours tasting every inch of it. He remembered the nights when he held her in his arms and how he’d fucked
things
up in the end out of some misguided sense of nobility. But here she was at the mercy
of
anyone with enough credits to have her. Judging from the glazed look in her hazel eyes, she wasn’t
completely
there.
Drugs.
Despite the superficial changes, she was just as beautiful as he remembered. “Victoria.”

Chapter Seven

Some of the drug Zee had administered had worn off but Tori’s muscles refused to obey her command. She’d been led to a pedestal that rotated slowly enough not to give her vertigo. Shia had explained to her, once
Tori
was put on the block, that she wouldn’t be able to see who actually placed bids on her. This was something Tori was grateful for because this entire process was sickening. She wasn’t sure how long she remained in the spot she’d been planted but it seemed like an eternity.

Finally, one of the guards stepped forward and lifted her off the stand. He led her toward Zee who for the first time since Tori had met her was actually smiling, or at least her version of a smile. Zee’s face was so stiff, probably from injections, that Tori was surprised the woman could actually form any kind of facial expression. “You’ve set a record for us tonight, Rose. Ten million credits. You make me think we should be exclusively selling exotics. Your kind always goes for top dollar.
Like I’ve already said, t
hese buyers always pay top dollar for things out of the ordinary.” It seemed Zee’s musing was more for herself than for Tori’s benefit.

“Bronte, you can take her out with the other girls in the waiting area until everyone has gone on the block,” Zee instructed.

Bronte practically dragged Tori’s uncooperative body to another room where she saw
a group of
women sitting around. Some looked frightened while others seemed unaffected. The guard placed her against the wall before leaving.

One small woman,
who looked to be mixed like Tori but
was
of Asian descent approached. “How much did you go for?”

Was this woman kidding? They’d just been auctioned off like slaves and the price for which she was sold was a point of interest? Tori opened her mouth to tell her exactly that but the drugs made it difficult for her mouth to move.

“I see that they must have given you the neutralizing serum. They gave some to
Pansy
over there.” She jerked her thumb in the direction of a redhead who looked slightly dazed. “But from the looks of it, you got a larger dose. You must have really pissed Zee off.”

“Why…does…it m-matter?
” Tori was finally able to get out.

“Why does what matter?”

“How much? It d-doesn’t matter because…we’re being…sold…like…animals.”

The other woman shrugged. “It’s not like our lives were going so great before we ended up here. I worked a dead-end job to help my family and I’ve got nothing to show for it. The way I see it, anyone willing to pay top dollar for us must live in some big fancy mansion. I’m ready to be pampered for a change. Oh, I’m Lily, by the way.”

Was this real life? Even though Tori couldn’t
speak
without great effort at the moment, her mind was just fine. It was clear to her Lily didn’t understand the gravity of the situation. Tori had been in mansions before, and she would have traded her old life for what she’d found
behind their closed doors
. She wasn’t sure what Lily’s life
was like
before this but she couldn’t have suffered through what Tori had if she still had an idealist
ic
view of the Elite. Tori then realized Lily wasn’t quite a woman. She might have been developed like one, but upon closer inspection, she couldn’t be that old.

“Lily, how…old a-a-are you?”

“I’ll be fourteen
next month.”

This poor child had no idea what was in store for her and Tori didn’t want to be the one to disabuse the girl of her fantasies. For all Tori knew, Lily might very well go to someone who would treat her fairly. But deep down, Tori didn’t think that was likely. She’d suffered through way too much to believe otherwise. Anyone who would participate in an event that involved snatching women and children off the streets against their will couldn’t be good people.

“Good…luck, Lily.” Tori sincerely wished this girl the best.

The door opened and Zee called out a girl’s name. “Violet, it’s time for you to meet your buyer.”

A tall blonde who had been huddled against the wall walked toward Zee. It almost seemed as if she was heading toward her execution. The blonde burst into tears causing Zee to glare as they led her off. One by one the girls were taken, leaving Tori in the room by herself. She wondered why they’d saved her for last. She hadn’t been the last one to go on the block.

With anxiety brewing in the pit of her stomach, it was tough for Tori to remain calm as she contemplated her fate. Just when she thought she couldn’t take the waiting another second, Zee returned. “We had a to take care of a few minor details before handing you o
ver
to your owner but everything has been resolved to our satisfaction. I’ll take you to him now.” Bronte and
Xander
each took one of her arms and guided her to her fate.

She was taken
down a long hall and then on
to
an elevator. They entered a large empty room. Standing by the entrance on the other side, was a tall blond man. She couldn’t quite make out his feature
s, b
ut as
she
got closer, her brain screamed his name. It couldn’t be. But how?

Overwhelmed
by
everything that
had
happened, she felt dizzy, and suddenly, everything went black.

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Foster had been worried when the transaction took longer than he believed it should have. Once the credits had been transferred, Zee seemed very interested to know how he had heard of their organization and who had recommended him. He’d practiced his story sev
eral times before he
arrived so he
wouldn’t raise suspicion.
Zee had left twice to discuss a matter of business with someone. When she returned, he noticed her murmur something in an earpiece.

Just as Foster had suspected, Zee might have run the operation side of things, but there was no way she was the
head of this criminal organization
. There was someone else behind it and he had to know who. Foster realized they were probably suspicious of him because of the questions he’d asked earlier, but fortunately he seemed to check out. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t be looking over his shoulder for the next few weeks. He planned on being cautious, especially now, when he had someone special to protect.

He looked down at the woman whose head rested in his lap. This definitely wasn’t part of the plan, but when he saw her on the block there was no way he would allow anyone else to have her. He’d made the mistake of letter her go once, but this time it was for keeps.

Foster didn’t know whether the emotion he felt toward her was love but he knew that he’d been miserable without her. Sure he had put on a smile for the world to see but when she left, she’d taken a part of him with her and it was his own fault.

It had been a long night. He let out a sigh of relief when he pulled his vehicle into his multi-car garage. Many of his peers used drivers to navigate the busy streets. He had one as well but most times, he preferred to drive himself. It relaxed him and gave him a chance to think
and there was definitely a lot on his mind tonight
. The fire in one of his downtown banks was fortunately contained, but it was no accident. Tracking down the responsible party was what had taken up the majority of his day. And meting out the perpetrator’s punishment had been draining.

His past had come back to haunt him in his business life. How much longer would it take before it caught up with his personal one? There was only one thing he could do.

The moment he stepped inside his house, she was there waiting for him, without a stitch of clothing, just how he liked her.
His Victoria
. Foster was aware that she preferred to be called Tori, but Victoria was
much more
worthy for his queen. She was so beautiful she took his breath away.

As she stood in her glory, he admired every single curve and dimple on her body. Her breasts were a nice handful, capped with nipples as dark as juicy blackberries. He could spend hours sucking on them. A light dusting of hair
rested over her pussy, giving
the hint of mystery that drove him insane with lust. He loved the way her honey brown curls rested on her shoulders, framing her pretty face.

His cock was rock hard and despite knowing this night would not end well, he had to have her. With a growl, Foster advanced, yanking Victoria into his arms. He covered her mouth, devouring her. Her plump lips were soft and pliant beneath his. He loved the way she tasted of cherries and chocolate. He pressed his tongue against the seam of her lips, demanding entrance to the sweet recesses of her mouth.

He cupped her round ass, molding her body against his hardness. Victoria returned his kiss with enthusiasm, giving him as good as she got. Foster had lost track of all the times he’d sampled her mouth, but he never grew tired of it. Digging his finger in her thick curls, he yanked her head back, making her gasp. He stared down into her lovely face, taking in every single one of her features before once again covering her mouth with his.

He took complete charge thrusting his tongue forward, demanding total dominance. Victoria twisted her head away and gasped for breath. “Slow down.”

“No.” Foster captured her bottom lip between his teeth and gave it a sharp nip. He trailed hungry kisses all over her face and along her neck.

Victoria moaned his name. “Foster.”

The soft caress of her breath against his ear was enough to drive him beyond reason. Foster wrapped his arms around waist and lifted Victoria off her feet. He didn’t have the patience to carry her all the way to the bedroom, so he took her to the first room they came to, the kitchen. The need to reunite his tongue with her clit was overwhelming. He plopped her on the edge of the island and pushed her knees apart before kneeling directly in front of her cunt.

Her scent was intoxicating. Her dark folds were puffy and glistened with her juices. He looked up at her with a raised brow. “Have you been playing with my pussy while I’ve been gone?”

Victoria bit her bottom lip. She didn’t have to say a word because her face said it all. Her eyes darted away from his and her guilt was apparent.

“What did I tell you about playing with my pussy when I’m not here? This belongs to me. It’s mine and you didn’t have my permission to touch it.”

“I was so horny. I was waiting for you to get home.”

Without warning, he smacked her pussy.

Victoria cried out.

“Say you’re sorry.”

A string of her liquid slid down her inner thigh and she began to wiggle. “I couldn’t help myself. I got so hot thinking about you.”

Smack!

“Ahh!” she groaned.

“You’re not the least bit sorry are you? Because you’re a dirty little slut who can’t get enough, can you?”
Smack!

“Oh, shit, Foster. I’m going to come!”

“You’d better not.”

“Please. Let me come.”

“Tell me how badly you need it.”

“I need it bad.”

Smack!

“Please! This is torture!”

Foster smirked, loving how responsive she was to his touch and how turned on she got whenever he talked dirty to her. “Ask me nicely.”

“Please. May I come?”

“After I’ve had a taste.” He parted her warm brown slit to expose the pink treasure inside. Foster buried his face in her cunt and slid his tongue inside her moist channel. Her juices coated his tongue and it was pure heaven.

Victoria dug her fingers in his hair as she grinded herself against his face. “Yes. Just like that.”

As he fucked her with his tongue, he pinched her clit between his thumb and forefinger. He rolled it and applied enough pressure to make her cry out. He feed off the sound of her screams. Her honey dribbled down his chin and he could tell she was on the verge of release. He licked and laved her pussy with long broad strokes. Foster spread her cheeks apart and circled the tight ring of her anus with his tongue. He left not part of her unexplored.

“Foster, please! I can’t hold back any longer.”

Victoria began to wiggle and convulse, signaling her climax. Foster gladly lapped her cream, not wanting to spill a single drop. She was his addiction he couldn’t get enough of and he was far from finished with her.

Without giving her a chance to recover, he yanked Victoria off the counter, set her on her feet, and positioned her body so that her back was flush with his chest. “Place your hands on the counter and spread your legs.”

Victoria’s breathing was ragged and she trembled as if she was still coming down for her high, but she obeyed him nonetheless. Foster quickly unbuckled his belt and undid his pants to free his cock. His need for her was too urgent to admire the beautiful curve of her ass. He slid inside her with ease. Her pussy encased his cock like
a
warm embrace. It felt like home, because there was nowhere he would rather be in this moment than with her.

“So fucking tight,” he groaned, before pulling out enough so that only the tip remained. Foster then slammed into her, going deeper still.

“Yes!” she cried out. “So good.”

“Damn right it is.” He took a fistful of her hair to use as leverage before pounding into her over and over again. Something came over him in that moment, a demon of some sort that made him plow into her harder and faster with each stroke.

Victoria however didn’t seem to mind, in fact, with each thrust, she threw her hips back to meet his cock,
thrust for thrust
. He pushed away all the troubles he’d dealt with earlier and focused completely on her, this beauty, because nothing else mattered right now besides being here with her like this. If he could, he’d fuck her forever. Foster held on for as long as he could but when Victoria clenched her muscles around his dick, he exploded inside of her.

He gripped her hair even tighter and let out a roar o
f
satisfaction. Once he’d spilled every drop of his seed, he relaxed his grip and eased out of her.

“Oh, my stars,” she panted. “That…was intense. It may take me a while to recover from that.”

“You make it sound like I’m finished.” Foster adjusted his pants before scooping her up in his arms. “I’m not finished with you yet. We have all night.”

After that session in the kitchen, he’d carried her up to the bedroom and made love to her in various positions. At times they’d both drift off but he’d wake shortly after, eager for another round with her.