Show & Sell

“It’s okay,” I say. “We know your pain, and you know ours. I think this is going to be the beginning of a beautiful…friendship.”

After that, the conversation moves to lighter topics. We find out that she was educated at Harvard. She has a brother, and she’s managing her parent’s company.

She likes yoga, and I imagine her flexible body bent over, taking in my giant cock. I imagine so many things, and they all involve her and I alone, absent any of my brothers.

As the evening goes on and we get more drinks in her, she starts to loosen up. I can tell she’s nervous, and I love that. This girl’s about to lose her virginity, and it’s gonna be memorable, especially because it’ll be with me.

I zero in on her and make sure she understands the difference between myself and the other guys—I’m the one she wants.

“Aurora, why don’t we take you somewhere more comfortable?” I offer, thinking of the Julien.

She knows the moment of reckoning is upon her. This is what we paid for, and I find myself so hard and ready to claim this beautiful virgin.

“Yes, sure. I’m ready,” she says, voice timid, eyes large with wonderment.

“It’s okay, baby,” I take her hand. “It’s gonna be the best night of your life.”Chapter 11Aurora

My entire body’s trembling as we leave the restaurant.

Finn wraps a protective arm around my shoulders, but it does nothing to quell my nerves.

This is the most important night of my life, and I can’t believe it’s happening right now. I certainly never expected it to go down like this.

I can’t say I’m disappointed in these men. In fact, I feel anything but.

They’re kind and generous, and they evoke a certain amount of power that I feel drawn to. In their presence, I’m like a moth to a flame, and I can’t explain these unwanted feelings.

Normally, guys fail to turn me on, and that’s why it’s been so easy to keep my virginity untarnished for all these years.

But these guys are different.

I know in the back of my mind that they must be playboys. Anybody who would attend a virgin billionaires auction is definitely that.

So I know I’m not gonna be anything special to them—but still, they’re special to me. They’re the ones that are going to take this most personal part of me.

A strange sense of warmth is overtaking my body as Finn leads me out of the restaurant and into the waiting limousine. I’m feeling aroused—but it’s an arousal that’s more intense than ever.

These are definitely the most handsome guys I’ve ever seen. They’re triplets, and they look exactly alike—save for their eyes. And even though they all look similar, their personalities are very different. That’s what I learned over dinner and drinks.

I’m dealing with three very different men, and that intimidates me.

Once we get inside the limousine, Jasper makes sure he’s sitting nice and close. He puts his arm around me and offers me a drink.

“Declan, why don’t you open up the bottle of champagne that’s chilling in the fridge?”

Declan shoots daggers at him with his eyes, but he does get the bottle. He pops it open and says, “To Aurora, the woman we’re here to celebrate.”

I smile at his praise, and despite myself, I can’t help but feel like I’m deeply desired by each of these men. And I revel in it.

I’m not dumb. I know that I won’t become a common fixture in their lives, but for this moment at least, I’m at the very center of their attention. It’s nice to feel admired in this way.

I feel good—but a steady stream of nerves is going on inside of my body, too.

We drink the champagne directly out of the bottle, and Jasper’s moving in close. I feel his hot breath on my neck as he whispers things.

“Are you ready for us, baby?” he asks.

I nod my head in a simple gesture of acquiescence, and he smiles wickedly.

“It’s going to be okay, I promise.”

There’s definitely a competitive vibe going on in the limousine. The guys fight for my attention, and it’s obvious that they have some kind of internal war going on between each other. I thought triplets were supposed to always get along.

Guess not.

Declan sits on the other side of me and says, “Open up.”

I do as he says, and he slowly pours champagne down my throat. The alcohol helps to offset my nerves.

I look into his eyes, and a fire burns between us. It’s obvious and perceptible to everyone in the limo.

This fans the flames of jealousy that burns between the men, and I wonder how I’m going to handle being at the center of their affections for the night.

We drive through the city, and I savor the feeling of being surrounded by hot guys. All too soon, we pull up to the Julien, and I feel afraid. It’s a luxury hotel that I’ve never been inside of.