Bedded by the Trillionaires (Menage for Mankind Book 4) (4 page)

He leaned down over her, just the head of his cock embedded inside her tight passage.  Kissing her softly, he began the dance of passion with his tongue and hers.  His hands went to her bare breasts and cupped them softly, toying with her nipples.  “Do you like it?”

What was he talking about?  What he was doing or what Finn had done?  Did it really matter?  She liked it all!  “Yes, I do.”

At her words, he slipped the rest of the way inside her, burying himself to the hilt.  “I do too.”  His mouth came back down on hers as he kissed her insistently, his cock starting a strong slow rhythm inside her.  “I’m going to make you scream,” he whispered.

Her eyes grew wide as she stared up at him.  “Please don’t hurt me!”

He chuckled softly, not slowing down at all.  “I’m not going to hurt you.  I’m going to make you feel so good you scream as you reach your pleasure.”

She blushed, her hands grasping his shoulders as he continued to pump inside her.  She already felt great.  Her nerve endings were dancing with pleasure.  Each stroke of his cock brought her closer and closer to reaching her climax.  “Is that possible?” she asked.

“Oh, yes.  Just wait and see.”  He’d spent many hours in his
holodeck perfecting his technique.  All of the holo-women he created screamed when they climaxed, and he always made them climax.  This woman would do the same.  He was glad he’d already taken care of himself once that night.  He’d last much longer for her now.

Jayn stared up at the man above her.  His cheeks were red, and the flop of hair on his forehead bounced with every movement.  He had a fine sheen of sweat on his shoulders, and his cheeks were covered with stubble.  She reached her hands up to stroke the stubble, wondering how it would feel against the soft skin of her breasts.  Her body grew tighter and tighter as she came closer to finishing. 

“Come for me, Jayn.  I want to feel your pussy clench around my cock.”

His dirty talk both embarrassed and aroused her.  Her hips moved up to meet his every thrust. 
He leaned over and bit her lip, one hand moving down to lightly pinch her nipple. 

As soon as his fingers touched her nipple, Jayn let out a scream of pleasure, lifting him off the bed with her climax.  “Yes!” she screamed.

He picked up the pace, pounding his hard cock into her pussy.  “My turn,” he groaned as he used her body, driving himself toward the climax that was just barely out of reach.

Dimitri couldn’t hold out much longer, and let out a loud yell as he buried his seed inside her tight pussy.  He carefully rolled to his side, gathering her against him.  He was out of breath and simply stroked her long hair as he laid there panting.  Finally, he said, “You’re going to need to wash up to go join Porter.  First though, I need you to know, Porter isn’t going to be as gentle as the rest of us.  He’s a rough man.”

Jayn nodded slowly.  She’d gotten that impression of the huge man she’d met before.  She felt like she knew him least of all.  The others had all been friendly from the first moment, but Porter…there was something in his eyes that frightened Jayn a little.

She hurried to the bathroom and washed off carefully, not wanting to keep Porter waiting.  When she returned to Dimitri
, he was wearing a burgundy robe and matching slippers.  He held her dress out to her and helped her pull it over her head, kissing her lips as soon as they emerged from the neckline of the dress and causing her to giggle. 

He slipped his arm around her waist and they went down the stairs and in a different direction than Gus’s house.  “The houses are all in a square with these underground tunnels connecting us.  Porter insisted.”

Jayn frowned.  “Exactly what is he worried will happen to us?”

“There just aren’t enough women.  We’re all a little worried that word will get out that we have a breeder here and that you’ll be kidnapped.”  He hugged her and kissed her softly as they reached Porter’s door.  “We all want you safe.”

She smiled.  In her world the girls had outnumbered the boys, so it was odd to her to be in such high demand.  She’d never felt like she was the prettiest or the sexiest.  These men were making her feel as if she were the original Eve, created simply for man’s pleasure.

“I’ll come by and get you tomorrow afternoon,” he told her. 
“I want to show you the holodeck.”

“I’d like that.”  She had no idea what she would be doing during the day.   The next day was Sunday, and she wasn’t even certain if these men went to church or not. Her entire life, she had never missed a Sunday in church.  The service had always lasted from sun-up to sun-down with short breaks to eat whatever lunches had been packed the night before.

He kissed her once quickly before walking away toward his home.  He was humming a song, and Jayn couldn’t help but wonder if it was from one of the musicals he’d mentioned.  As soon as he was out of sight, she knocked on the door, very nervous about what would happen with Porter.

Porter flung the door open, and Jayn gasped at the sight of him.  He was completely nude, his huge member sticking out straight from his pelvis as if it were
pointing at her.  She had no desire to do anything but run as she gazed at it.  The thing was enormous, and she had no idea how it was going to fit inside her. 

Porter took her hand and pulled her into the house.  “Hey, Jayn,” he said casually as if they’d been seeing one another naked for years.  He bent over and put his shoulder to her stomach and carried her slung over his shoulder through the house.  She tried to look around her as he walked, but he moved so swiftly she got little impression of anything that was there.  When he set her down in his bedroom, he reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head in one swift movement. 

He took a step closer to her and pulled her into his embrace, kissing her passionately, his massive erection stabbing at her.  She returned his kiss, but she held back more than she had with the others, suddenly extremely nervous about sex with this man.  “Problem?” he asked with a quirked eyebrow after breaking the kiss.

She nodded slowly.  “I’m worried you won’t fit.”

He threw back his head and laughed.  “I’ll make it fit, princess.  Just call me Tarzan.”  He picked her up again and half-tossed her onto the bed, until she was lying on her back parallel with the headboard.  He reached into the nightstand beside the bed and pulled out a big bottle that seemed to have something liquid in it.  He poured some into the palm of his left hand, and then coated the fingers of his right with the contents.

He sat on the edge of the bed, and without any other foreplay, went straight for her pussy, carefully inserting a finger inside her and moving it around before inserting another.

Immediately Jayn felt a gush of heat and desire pouring through her body.  Her private parts felt as if they were on fire, and she moaned softly.  “What is that?”

He laughed, standing at the edge of the bed to coat his cock with the “Wild Pussy” he’d purchased for his wedding night.
  It was a banned substance, but he knew people who knew people.  It wasn’t that hard to get ahold of.  Once he’d coated it liberally, he knelt between her spread thighs, pulling her hips onto his lap.  “Wrap your legs around my waist and hang on, princess.”

She did just as he’d told her, and he moved closer, pushing the head of his cock against her entrance. 
She stared up at him with wide eyes, desperate to have him inside her.  She had to climax soon or she was going to die.  She knew she was.  He seemed to be in the mood to talk to her. 

“I’m not going to make love to you, Jayn.  I’m going to fuck you. 
The others?  I’m sure they all made love with you.”

“I don’t understand the difference.”  And she really didn’t care to just then. 
She wanted him inside her, taking her with the passion she could see in his eyes.

“The difference is
they were gentle.  They stroked you and toyed with you.  They treated you like a princess.  I’m going to fuck you.  I’m going to ram my cock into your pussy and ride you hard.”

“Okay, please!  Do it now!”  Why was he talking and not taking her?  She needed to climax. 

He held her hips still in his hands and shoved his huge cock into her waiting heat.  She let out a gasp of pained pleasure.  How could something so big hurt so…good?  His movements were rough as he pushed in and out of her moist folds.  Whatever he had used on her, and on his penis, was making her body shake with need.  She wanted to move her hips in rhythm with his, but his hands on her prevented her from doing so. 

He moved her as if she were a rag doll, slamming in and out of her body, using her as if she were a toy.  It took her no time at all to climax, and she let out a loud howl as she came, squeezing him tightly inside her.

He kept pounding into her, and quickly found his own climax.  He pushed her hips off his thighs and rolled to her side and onto his back.  He didn’t touch her for a moment, not snuggling close to her as the others had done.  After a moment, he let out a loud sigh.  “Go get cleaned up.  It’s time to get you back to Finn.”

She stood up and noticed the door that must lead to the bathroom, slipped through it
, and quickly washed up.  She went back into the bedroom and saw him standing with the bottle of liquid he’d had before.  “Lay on your back and spread your legs.”

Her eyes went to his penis, which was flaccid.  Why would he want to put more of the liquid inside her?  She didn’t question him, but obeyed as she had been trained.  All her life, she’d known that it was her duty to obey men and do as she was told.  Nothing had changed simply because she’d married. 

She spread her legs slightly and watched as he covered two fingers with the liquid, pushing the fingers inside her.  She moaned as his fingers brushed her tender flesh and then started to move her hips immediately as her need for orgasm once again was upon her.  Whatever the liquid was, it turned her into a raging strumpet, needing a man inside her immediately.

He removed his fingers and helped her to her feet, putting the lid back on the bottle
and setting it down.  “Let’s go.”

She stared at him in surprise.  “But…Aren’t you going to…you know?”

He laughed.  “No, I’m not going to ‘you know.’  Enjoy the sensations.” 

She wanted to scream at him, but she was afraid of what Porter would do.  Of all of her husbands, he was the one that seemed the most volatile and she didn’t want to set him off.  “I need to use the restroom before I go,” she whispered.

“Why didn’t you go when you were in there a minute ago?” he asked his voice low.

She shrugged, trying not to betray her true intentions of washing herself.  “I didn’t need to go then.”

He took her chin in his hand and lifted her eyes up to his.  “You were going to wash it off, weren’t you?”

She started to shake her head, but thought better of it.  He would not deal well with lying, and she’d never been able to pull off a lie anyway.  She’d been trained too well that lies were wrong.  “Yes, sir,” she whispered, not meeting his gaze.

He shook his head.  “I thought we’d have more time before you needed to be punished.”  He kept her hand in his as he sat down at the edge of the bed, and pulled her face down into his lap.  His hand swatted her five times in rapid succession, before he reached for the bottle again.  “I just gave you a little…I wanted you to get used to feeling the passion that we all feel constantly.  Now, you’re getting a full pussy.”  He used one hand to spread her nether lips wide before using the other to squirt liquid straight up inside her. 

She let out a gasp as it began to burn.  “Please, fuck me again before you take me back.  I need you!”

He helped her to her feet, pinching her cheek softly.  “I know you do, princess.”  He took her hand, and leaving her dress on the floor at the foot of his bed, he led her to the door.  “Let’s go.”

She wanted to scream with frustration as she wiggled her hips in a circle trying to ease the need inside her.  He took her down the steps and through the tunnel that led her to Finn’s door.  She hadn’t seen his house before, so she was unsure what would meet her eyes when she arrived.

Chapter Five

When they finally reached Finn’s door
, after what felt like hours in Jayn’s aroused state, Porter turned his back and left to return to his home.  He didn’t kiss her goodbye as the others had done, but really, she hadn’t expected him to.  He was a hard man who had little time for her female emotions, and it was obvious.

She knocked on the door, ready to beg Finn to throw her down and fuck her as soon as she was inside his house.  Would he do it?  Could she even find the words to ask him?

As soon as the door opened, she stepped into the house beside Finn, who was wearing a silk robe in a royal blue.  She went straight into his arms, pulling his head down for a passionate kiss.  She had to have him inside her as soon as she could get him there.  “Fuck me,” she whispered against his lips.  “I need you right now!”

Finn looked down at Jayn in surprise.  She had certainly learned some new vocabulary with the other men, and how had she become so wanton?  Look at her, standing naked, he could see the marks the other men had made on her body. Her nipples were standing at attention, but they were red from the attention they’d obviously received.  She had some whisker burn on her neck and chest.  Yes, she’d been well used.  “Let’s go to my room, and I’ll make love to you.”

She shook her head.  “No, I need you to fuck me!  Here!”  They were in his living room, and she was surprised at how elegant it looked.  The other men had houses that reflected their personalities, but his?  His was obviously meant for entertaining. 

He studied her for a moment, perplexed by her need, but finally just shrugged and dropped his robe to the floor.  He put his hand to her shoulder and pushed her face down against the couch.  He kicked her feet apart and pushed his cock to her opening, pausing for a moment to ask, “Is this what you need?”

“Yes!  Hard and fast.  Please!”  She hated the whiny sound her voice had taken on, but could do nothing about it.  She needed him, and she needed him now.

Finn asked no more questions as he plunged deep inside her, feeling how tight she was surrounding him.  He was surprised that she wasn’t stretched out from the time with the other men, but she felt good clutching his cock inside her. 
He went as hard and fast as he felt like he could go without hurting her, and she moaned and begged for more. 

Her climax when it came was hard and long.  She cried out in pleasure, and he quickly finished, spilling his seed inside her.  He had no idea what had just happened, but who was he to complain?  He was never going to turn down time to be inside his beautiful new wife.  Never!

He pulled out and picked up his robe, putting it back on.  When he looked at her, he saw she was still slumped over the back of the couch, as if she had no energy to move any more.  He leaned down and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her through his house to the bedroom, where she stared up at the ceiling with a dazed look.  “Are you okay?”

Jayn smiled at him, holding her hand out to him.  “I’m wonderful!”

He laughed and went to get a washcloth, carefully cleaning her up before removing his robe and slipping into bed beside her.  “I agree.  You are wonderful.”

She snuggled her head onto his shoulder, her eyes already drooping.  “Need sleep.  Got to get up for church in the morning…”

Finn stared at the sleeping woman in his arms.  She didn’t really think that they were going to church the next day, did she?

*****

Jayn yawned and stretched her way awake the following morning, immediately noticing the stiffness in her joints, especially her upper thighs.  She groaned softly.  Turning over in bed, she noticed that Finn was watching her sleep.  For a moment, she panicked, trying to remember who he was, but then she immediately calmed down.  “G’morning,” she mumbled softly.

He reached out and stroked her cheek gently.  “Good morning.”  Dropping a kiss on her lips, he asked, “How are you feeling?”

She sighed heavily.  “Sore.  Really sore.  I feel like I’ve been running nonstop for a week.”  She didn’t want to complain too much to him, but how else could she let him know she really wasn’t up for more…exercise?  Would the men let her take the evening to recover?

He stood up and walked into the bathroom, starting the water.  He poured in a small amount of a powdered substance and walked back to her.  “I’ve got a hot bath running for you.  I added some salts that will help your muscles.”  He took her hand to help her from the bed.  “I’ll be back to check on you in a few minutes.”

After relieving herself, Jayn sank into the tub, noticing a change in her muscle soreness immediately.  Whatever Finn had used was wonderful.  She sank back against the back of the tub and thought over the events of the previous night.  Her husbands were all…interesting.  Finn was so gentle and loving, she knew he was going to be her favorite.  Gus was…odd.  She couldn’t think of a better word for him.  She really hoped his obsession with her belly button went away soon.  Dimitri seemed fun-loving and good.  She was looking forward to getting to know him better.  And Porter?  Porter just scared her a little.  He was sexy, and she certainly appreciated the way he looked, and sex with him was mind-blowing, but…scary was the word that suited him best.

She looked up at the knock on the door.  Finn smiled down at her.  “Feeling any better?”

Jayn nodded.  “A lot better than I was a few minutes ago.  Can I just stay in here all day?”

He laughed.  “I don’t think that’s the answer.”  He sat down on the edge of the huge tub, taking her washcloth and scrubbing her shoulders with it.  “I called Porter, and he’s agreed to let two men into our compound today.  He’s going to bring us a tailor and a massage therapist.  We’ll pick out some nice clothes for you, and then you can have a good full body massage.  Porter is going to loom over you the whole time, though.  Just be ready for it.”

Jayn rolled her eyes.  “Even during the massage?   He can’t just stand outside the door?”

“I suggested that.  He’s certain your massage therapist will gag you and rape you before he can get to you.”

“I guess Porter is going to watch me get my massage then, won’t he?”  She didn’t add that she didn’t really want him there.  She wouldn’t be able to relax if he was standing over her, even if it was just to make sure she didn’t get hurt.

“The tailor will be here in twenty minutes.”  He pointed to the hook on the back of the bathroom door, where a bright pink silk robe hung.  “W
ear that when you get out.”  He stood and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Jayn looked at the robe and sank deeper into the tub.  She just needed another minute alone with her thoughts…and her overwhelming guilt.  She’d not only been bedded by f
our men…she’d enjoyed it.  That didn’t fit her conservative upbringing one little bit.  Her father would have a fit if he could see her.

She walked into the living area a few minutes later, wearing the robe.  She’d pinned her long hair atop her head so it would be out of the way when she was looking at the clothes to offer.  She was already starting to miss her jumpsuits.  What did it matter what a woman wore as long as she was good and pure?

She wrinkled her nose as soon as she thought the word ‘pure.’  She was far from pure after the previous night.

Both Porter and Finn were waiting for her along with another man she’d never met.  The man was short, with blond hair and blue eyes.  H
is face looked as if it were shaped like a weasel to her.  Seeing him between her two husbands, she realized just how fortunate she was that she’d been auctioned off to such sexy, attractive men.  The tailor made her feel as if she had bugs crawling all over her body.  The look he gave her was not nearly platonic enough to suit her.

Finn smiled at her, indicating the couch for her to sit.  “Jayn
, this is Sean.  He’s going to make your new clothes.”

Jayn smiled, but made sure she didn’t make eye contact with the man.  Porter was making her nervous with the way he was standing at the side of the room, his feet spread, as if he were getting ready to fight.

Sean nodded, looking at Porter nervously.  “I’ll need you to stand so I can measure you,” he said.

Porter took a step forward.  “Just remember, I can kill a man thirty-two different ways with my bare hands.  There’d better be no…slipping.”

“No, sir.  No slipping at all.”  When Jayn was on her feet, he carefully measured her.  “I’d get a better measurement with no clothes, but in this case, I think you’d better keep your robe on.”

Jayn did her best not to giggle.  It was nice to know she wasn’t the only one intimidated by Porter.

When he’d finished measuring her, Sean took a seat perpendicular to the couch.  He handed her a book with sketches and a huge ring of different kinds of fabric in all different colors.  “Pick out which pictures you like, and I’ll help you pick just the right fabric to go with it.”

Jayn opened the book and stared in surprise at the first picture. 
The skirt of the dress was very short, only coming to mid-thigh, and the bodice was fitted, with a low cut neckline.  She bit her lip.  It was pretty, but she couldn’t wear something like that.  She turned to the next page.

Finn was standing behind Jayn and watched the emotions play on her face as she looked at the dress.  He reached down to turn back to the first page.  “She wants this one.” 

Jayn shook her head.  “No, it’s too immodest.”  Her father would give birth to a rhinoceros if she wore something that short.

Finn looked at her.  “The only people you’ll see on a regular basis are your husbands.  We’ve seen you in less.”  He looked at Sean.  “Help us find a good fabric for this please.”

Sean stood and moved toward Jayn, looking over his shoulder at Porter again.  “I have to show her the right fabrics,” he said.  Porter gave a nod, but took a step closer.  Sean took the ring of fabrics from Jayn and indicated a section of them.  “You want silk for this dress, so any of these.”  He pinched a portion of the fabrics together, handing it to her, before going back to his seat as quickly as he could.

Jayn flipped through the soft material.  She loved how it felt against her fingers.  “Oh, it’s the same material as my robe!”  She looked up at Finn and smiled. 

“It is.  Silk is the best, and you deserve the best.”  Finn nodded at the fabrics.  “Which color do you like?”

Jayn looked down at the colors.  “I like the red, but it’s too…trampy. 
Maybe the emerald green?”  Green was her favorite color, but for some reason, she could just see that dress in red.

Finn sighed.  “She’ll take the green and the red.”

“Oh, I can’t get two new dresses.  It’s too many!”  She’d never owned more than one jumpsuit in her life.  Each night she would carefully wash out her clothes and leave them in the kitchen to dry.

Finn exchanged a look with Porter, who looked as astonished as he felt.  He sat down beside Jayn on the couch.  “You can get two of every dress in the whole book if you like them.  We want you to have a variety of things you enjoy wearing.”

Jayn stared down at the book.  There were at least a hundred pages.  “It’s too many, though.  No woman needs more than one dress.”

Finn shook his head.  “You’ll enjoy being able to wear different things in the evenings.  We’ll get you comfortable clothes for the daytime, but nights?  You’re going to dress pretty for us at night time.”  He took over the search from there.  Every time a page was turned and her face lit up, he helped her pick fabric to go with the dress.  She’d ordered fifty dresses without even realizing it.

At the back of the book there was lingerie in many different styles.  Finn looked down at it with a smile.  “We need at least one of everything.  Use soft pastels.  Mix them up.”

Porter walked across the room then, showing a real interest for the first time.  There was one nightgown that he liked.  It was long, but with a slit up the side that would give him access to her, and it was cut to where it would cover her nipples, but just barely.  “We want this one in red,” he said.  He walked back to his place against the wall as the tailor quickly scribbled a note.

Finally, they all stood.  “We need at least five dresses and two nightgowns by this time tomorrow,” Finn said.  “Porter will meet you at the gate at noon.”

“I will?” Porter asked, obviously annoyed at being volunteered to do something.

“Or I’ll do it.  I just wasn’t certain you’d trust me.”

Porter sighed.  “I’ll meet you at the gate at noon.”  He waited as the other man gathered his things into his briefcase and escorted him from the room.
  Sean looked longingly at Jayn over his shoulder one last time before leaving.

Jayn’s
stomach growled.  “I’m hungry.”  She realized then that she hadn’t eaten since she left the community the day before. 

Finn opened his eyes in surprise.  “What was I thinking?”  He took her hand to help her to her feet
, and they walked into the kitchen.  There was a robot busily stirring something at the table.  “That’s Bot.”

Jayn nodded, never having seen a robot.  There weren’t any at all in the community.  “It’s nice to meet you, Bot.”

“I’m making a thick stew for lunch.  Will that suit you, Miss Jayn?”

Jayn nodded, sitting at the table.  The stew was placed in front of her right away.  She took a bite and sighed with contentment.  It was divine.  “Thank you.”