45
E rin sat in the audience between Chayse and Alijah, Lawrence on the other side of the latter-mentioned woman. They were waiting for the auction to start. It was the first time Erin had attended. She knew that Alijah and Chayse had both participated last year and was a little bummed that Gale decided to switch it up this year. She wouldn’t have minded participating for no reason other than seeing how her men would go back and forth. Though she supposed if she wanted that, she could ask for it.
“Are we still on?” Lawrence asked.
“Definitely,” Erin responded. “I think we’ll all enjoy it.”
“I think a little chaos at the auction will entertain everyone,” Chayse stated.
“I agree. I think control in these auctions went out the window last year,” Alijah added.
“Do the other women here know that Remy is gay?” Erin curiously asked.
“They might,” Lawrence started. “He doesn’t hide it, but I don’t think it’s been announced per se. In most of the interviews he’s done, they ask him if he’s dating. Not his sexual preference.”
“There might be some heartbroken women leaving here tonight,” Alijah stated.
“There’s going to be several. I know five men they have no chance of winning,” Chayse added.
They continued their small talk until the auction started. Erin didn’t pay much attention to the first ten men that came out. They were attractive but had nothing on her men. The first ten were soon out of the way, the highest bid being forty-five thousand dollars. Then Nik stepped onto the stage as they read the biography he submitted, which Erin was sure Chayse filled in for him because she’d done so for her men and was sure Alijah had filled in Kieran’s. Erin knew that they likely would have left them blank if left up to Cruz and Kieran.
“Let’s start the bidding at ten thousand dollars,” the auctioneer said.
“Ten thousand,” a random woman responded.
“Ten, do I hear fifteen?”
“Fifteen thousand,” a different woman replied.
“Fifteen, do I hear twenty?”
“Twenty thousand,” Alijah stated.
Show time, Erin thought. “Thirty thousand,” she countered.
“Thirty, do I hear forty?” the auctioneer asked.
“Forty thousand,” Chayse answered.
“Fifty thousand,” Lawrence threw in.
“Sixty thousand,” Erin challenged. “He’d have more fun with me.”
“Seventy thousand,” Chayse countered. “But he’s coming home with me.”
“Eighty thousand,” Alijah spoke. “Are you sure about that?”
“Don’t fight; there’s enough of me to go around,” Nik told them. The smile on his face was cocky as the crowd laughed.
“One hundred thousand,” Lawrence stated. “If you let me have Nik, you can have Remy,” he offered Chayse. Though they all already knew who they were bidding on.
“I hadn’t thought of that,” Chayse responded, tapping her chin as if she were thinking. A show for the crowd. “Deal.”
“Wait,” Erin cut in. “What if I want Remy?”
The clearing of the auctioneer’s throat cut off any response she would have gotten. “One hundred thousand going once, twice, sold.”
“Mm…looks like I’m getting a new experience,” Nik joked before leaving the stage.
Remy was next, and the bidding went back and forth a couple of minutes before Erin placed the final bid.
“One hundred thousand,” she called out. “I’m trying to see why Lawrence is so whipped,” she joked.
“You think you can handle that?” Remy teasingly asked.
“I like challenges,” Erin responded. A few chuckles filled the room as the auctioneer pronounced him sold.
Cruz stepped onto the stage next, and Erin couldn’t help but lick her lips. Her man was fine, and she would never get tired of taking him in, never get tired of knowing that he belonged to her, that they did.
“Let’s start the bidding. Do I hear—”
“Twenty-five thousand,” Chayse stated, kicking off the bidding.
“Oh,” Erin replied. “Okay, that’s how it is. Thirty-five thousand.”
“Fifty thousand,” Lawrence bid.
“You already have Nik,” Erin reminded.
“And you have Remy,” Lawrence countered. “I might like to try two out.”
“You won’t be doing that tonight,” Alijah responded. “Sixty thousand.”
“Seventy-five,” Chayse countered.
“Seventy-five, do I hear eighty?”
“Eighty-five,” Erin answered, a smirk on her face.
“One hundred thousand,” Alijah countered, an innocent smile on hers.
“Going once, going twice. Sold,” the auctioneer responded.
Erin realized that after Nik, the rest of the audience only threw in a bid or two. These were quickly overshadowed by one of the bids their group made.
Kieran was next on the stage, and when the auctioneer finished reading his bio, they looked right at the four of them. “Do I hear ten thousand?”
“Twenty thousand,” Chayse answered. “I remember you saying something about sister wives last year. I might enjoy brother husbands,” she added.
“It’s fantastic,” Erin assured her while Kieran chuckled.
“I wasn’t the only one, but it does sound nice,” Kieran responded.
“Twenty-five thousand,” a new voice called, and they all turned to see who it was. Erin didn’t recognize the woman, but Alijah and Kieran must have as her friend sighed, and Kieran let out an irritated grunt.
“You won’t outbid me, Becky, but you’re free to try,” Alijah stated. “Moving on. Fifty thousand,” she bid.
“Sixty thousand,” Lawrence bid.
“She may not be able to,” Erin started, lightening the mood. “But I’m sure I could,” she teased. “Seventy thousand.”
“Eighty-five thousand,” Alijah answered. “I don’t think you can.”
“You two are far too confident when you aren’t going home with the prize,” Chayse said with a smile. “One hundred thousand.”
“Once, twice, sold,” the auctioneer closed the bidding, banging the gavel.
Paetyn was the last delicious piece of eye candy to hit the stage, and damn, she was a lucky woman. She couldn’t help but lick her lips. He winked at her from the center of the stage, and Erin blew him a kiss.
“Let’s start the bidding,” the auctioneer stated.
They went back and forth. Erin paused after bidding seventy-five thousand to ask Paetyn in Spanish. “Will you still give me some tonight if I lose?”
Paetyn chuckled while a woman in the audience joined in, and Chayse reached over and pinched her gently, having understood most of the words. “I’ll give you whatever you want, Angel.”
“Now that we’ve settled that. I’m trying to see what this dynamic will be like,” Chayse responded. “One hundred thousand.”
“One hundred going once, twice, sold.”
Paetyn exited the stage; the auctioneer gave them a few final instructions, and the four headed to the waiting room. Erin walked up behind Paetyn, wrapped her right arm around his waist, and slid her left hand into Cruz’s back pocket.
“Alijah and Chayse have been generous enough to let me spend Valentine’s Day with both of you tonight and take a raincheck.”
“How nice of them,” Cruz responded.
“I was feeling generous,” Chayse smiled, approaching them with Nik in tow. Erin removed herself from her men to stand between them.
“I’ll be sure to do the same before sending you back to Nik,” Paetyn teased, and she and Chayse laughed.
They spoke for a few minutes before the group left the building, saying their goodbyes in the parking lot and going their separate ways. Erin knew they were going to dinner and to listen to some jazz. Afterward, she knew she was in for a pleasurable night.
“F uck, Ma?y,” Cruz groaned, throwing his head back as Erin rode him, and he gripped her hips.
She moaned around Paetyn’s dick, and Cruz slowed her movements. The whine she released at him doing so caused Paetyn to moan. Her protest sent a wave of vibration through his dick. He thrust to meet her each time he pulled her down. Cruz’s movements were deliberate as he slowly dragged his dick against that bundle of nerves that he knew would work her up. Paetyn mimicked his pace, slowing Erin’s bobbing as he pushed deep each time.
Cruz placed soft kisses along Erin’s spine, thumbs circling the dips of her hips. The constant slide of his dick along her g-spot had her moaning continually around Paetyn’s. The chorus of their pleasure filled the room, and as she squeezed around him, he knew she was close to cumming.
Her warm, wetness engulfed him, gripped him, and his balls began to tighten. He pushed further, even though he knew he couldn’t get deeper.
“That’s it, Ma?y. You’re taking me so well.”
She moaned around Paetyn’s dick at the praise, and he caressed her cheek as he moaned. “Such a good girl, taking me all the way down. You’re going to make me cum with this pretty little mouth.”
Erin’s pussy squeezed around Cruz’s dick at the praise, and he threw his head back, a curse tumbling from his lips. She was dripping wet, and by the change in the tone of her moans, he knew she was about to cum. It was only a few seconds later, and she was flooding his dick, her hands gripping Paetyn’s waist as she voiced her release around his dick.
“Shit, baby,” Cruz stated. “So fucking wet. Mm, I’m going to cum.” He gave her a deep stroke. “Are you going to let me cum in this tight pussy?”
Erin’s response was to rock against him, removing one of her hands from Paetyn’s waist to squeeze his thigh as Paetyn continued to fuck her throat. That was all the consent Cruz needed. Three more thrusts had him biting her shoulder as he came deep inside her.
“Fuck, Angel. That’s it,” Paetyn stated, his thrusts losing rhythm, and it wasn’t long before he pulled from her throat and came on her tongue. “Swallow for me, baby.”
Cruz kissed the spot he’d bitten while she did as requested. He leaned back, rubbing her waist as they came down from their orgasms. Paetyn kissed her as Erin shifted on his lap, and he groaned, dick twitching at the sensitivity.
“Come on,” Paetyn said. “Let’s see if we can reach the bedroom this time.” He helped Erin stand, pulling a moan from them both as Cruz slipped out of her.
When they’d made it home, Erin had pushed him down on the couch, intent on having him inside her while Paetyn fucked her mouth. He was sure teasing her in the car on the way home contributed to her impatience.
He didn’t immediately follow them up the stairs, going into the kitchen to grab some bottles of water and a bowl of sliced fruit. Cruz knew she’d need to eat something by the time they finished indulging in their gorgeous girlfriend.
He stopped in Erin’s room to put the items on a nightstand. He could hear the shower running in the ensuite before entering his bedroom. He turned the shower on in his bathroom, stripped off his clothes, and stepped in once the water was hot.
After his shower, he dried off, wrapped the towel around his waist, and forewent other clothing. He grabbed the box of condoms from his nightstand drawer and went back to Erin’s room.
They hadn’t used condoms when it was the two of them since his birthday, and he knew she and Paetyn weren’t using them either. However, when the three of them were together, they did. As much as they didn’t mind sharing, Cruz preferred to avoid sliding in when Paetyn had already cum in her and vice versa.
He found her lying naked on the bed, carob-colored skin as delicious and tempting as always, and he couldn’t wait to run his tongue along it. Taste every inch of her. The box of condoms was placed on the other nightstand, and he joined her on the bed.
Erin pulled the towel loose and moved to reposition herself. Cruz spread his legs, making room for her between them, and she settled on her knees. She took his dick into her hand and began stroking him slowly. She licked her lips as she watched him harden.
“Why is your dick so pretty?” she asked.
Cruz chuckled. He was sure it was the first time he’d heard that. “You think my dick is pretty?”
“It’s tied for first.” She leaned in, circling her tongue around the head. “And after that, there isn’t another that comes close.” She took his dick into her mouth, pulling a moan from him.
He watched her as she bobbed on his dick, those lush lips felt like paradise against it, and the warmth of her mouth felt like heaven. Cruz could confidently say she gave the best head he’d ever experienced.
Paetyn entered the room a few minutes later with only a towel wrapped around his waist. He approached the bed and ran a finger along Erin’s slit. She released a gasp, not having heard him come in.
“Eager for round two, Angel?”
Erin came off his dick. “I am,” she responded, those brown eyes dark with desire as she turned to look at Paetyn. “And my pussy could use some attention. I think your tongue is up for the job.”
Paetyn chuckled, and Erin gasped again. Cruz could only assume he’d pinched her clit or slid a finger inside her.
“I think you’re right, baby,” he responded, getting onto the bed behind her.
Erin took Cruz’s dick back into her mouth as she locked eyes with him. A minute later, she was moaning around it when Paetyn lowered his head. They weren’t in a rush, and Cruz had every intention of taking advantage of the fact that none of them had to work the following day.