by Rachel Angel
Haven
“Haven, babe,” Max said, spotting me as I walked down the stairs. “I’ve been looking for you.”
“Is the charity auction about to start?” I asked.
“Yes, and it’s kept in our private room, only for invited guests. It’s not open to the public.”
“Thank God,” I said. “I know you said I’m being auctioned for dinner and a date, but I get the feeling it’s more than that.”
Max smiled a wicked smile. “Of course, babe, it is. That’s why it’s a private event. And that’s why I want to be your champion. Do you think I would feel desperate if it was only dinner?”
I nodded. “So you feel desperate?”
Max whispered into my ear. “Desperate for you now that I’ve seen you in person and tasted you. I’m so hard for you right now, after you left with Tristan, I stayed in my mother’s bedroom jacking off to the memory of you.”
“Well, Max,” I said. “If you can help me get out of the clutches of my stepbrothers, we’ll see.”
“Are you going to go to the same school as them?” Max asked.
“I guess so. I have senior year to finish before I go to the university of my dreams in New York,” I said.
“Good,” Max said. “I’m a senior there, too, but I’m 18.”
“Me too,” I said.
Max smiled. “I know. I looked you up before you showed up. I know all about you from the internet and all the photos you have from red carpet events. You’re famous.”
I blushed. “Not that famous.”
“Oh, yes you are,” a female voice said, behind me.
“Megan!” Max said. “Meet Haven. Haven, meet Megan.”
“Hi, Gorgeous,” Megan said, “I’m Max’s cousin.”
I smiled at the breathtakingly gorgeous purple-haired girl in front of me. She was wearing black lipstick, lots of black eyeliner, had piercings on her nose and tongue. The opposite of Max, Megan wore a black leather jacket, a black denim mini skirt, purple tights with holes in them, combat boots, and a purple tank top. She was looking at me up and down.
“You are fine,” she said, looking at me up and down again. “Curves in all the right spot, and your skin, hair, bone structure. Are you a model?”
I laughed. “No, but my mother was one before she went to grad school and became a psychologist.”
“That’s where she gets the good looks,” Megan said.
“Haven,” Max smiled at me. “Megan is a journalism major at New York University.”
“First year,” Megan said, “but I did a few internships for the New York Times, Atlantic Monthly, LA Times.”
“Impressive,” I said. “I’d love to talk to you about New York University. It’s my top choice for my school once I graduate.”
Megan smiled. “Great! I’d love to, and I’d love to get to know you better.”
She looked over at Max, and he had a strange expression on his face. Max took my hand, turned to Megan and said, “Time for Haven to get prepared.”
Max led me to the side of the podium and said, “You’re one of our grand prizes. Let me prepare you for this. It’s not just dinner, as you said. Some expect sex. I don’t know if you’re going to go there, but you can always specify ‘No’ at the start. You can also choose a champion…me,” he smiled.
“Well, what charity is this for?” I asked.
“Battered women’s shelters and homeless shelters,” Max said.
“Ironic,” I said. “Auctioning me for sex, yet supporting a battered women’s shelter.”
Max shook his head. “The filthy rich are a deviant group. Somehow they are also lustful yet charitable at the same time.”
“You should talk,” I said.
Max grinned. “It’s going to be fun having you at Heartbreak Falls with me. You just made my year.” He looked at the time and said, “Have to start now.”
Max went up to the podium and took the microphone. “Thank you distinguished guests for showing up to this private auction. And when I say, private, it is very private. Everyone here has signed waivers and non-disclosure forms to be here. Everything here tonight cannot be recorded. If so, our guards will confiscate your recording devices. As you know, this annual auction is for those with the most hard-to-satisfy tastes. We search long and hard for the most exquisite prizes. The charities who benefit are so deserving, and what they receive can help thousands if not hundreds of thousands of people. Since the colonial days when wealthy plantation owners first began to hold balls, dances, and celebrations to benefit the community and less fortunate in the community, my family, the Bradshaws have been one of the first families to host these events, and it is with pride that we have continued this tradition for almost four hundred years.”
My heart began pounding. Four hundred years. I felt so out of place suddenly amongst this group of prestigious old world pedigreed pioneering people.
Max went on, looking at me. “Prizes have changed over the years, and so have social norms. But I can say what we have up is quite exquisite. She is Helen of Troy incarnate. Just look at her.”
I stood up from where I was sitting. Max indicated for me to walk on stage. I walked up on stage towards Max.
I noticed how tight my dress was and how under the lights, you can suddenly see all of me. My dress had become sheer, and I stood in front of everyone like I was naked.
Tristan, Drake, and Dillon were standing at the back of the room. Drake and Dillon were staring lustfully at me like the rest of the crowd. Tristan’s face was dark and stormy. Clearly he had put me here in this position, yet he didn’t like it.
Fuck him for putting me here. Fuck him for blackmailing me into wearing this stupid sheer too short too tight fucking dress.
I began walking the stage, showing my body off. I even began playing with my skirt.
“She not only has the most perfect body, the most gorgeous face, a brilliant mind, and a mouth for stimulating conversations and more…” Max gulped. He was staring at me shaking my ass in front of the crowd and tossing my hair from side to side.
I decided to do some cheerleading moves I knew, doing high kicks, which gave everyone a good glimpse of my goodies, before I did the splits.
Max just stopped talking and was watching me. I finished and walked up to him, smiling like a beauty queen, taking his microphone from him. “How’s that for dexterity?”
The crowd clapped.
Then I spoke into the mic. “So for the battered women’s shelter, let’s really do something special for them this holiday. Let’s make them believe dreams can come true. So for the first bid, how about $50 grand?”
A hand went up.
“$200 grand,” a man’s voice called out.
“$300 grand,” another man’s hand went up.
I looked at Tristan in the back, and he had his arms crossed, but his eyes was taking me in like he was thinking about all the times we had fucked today. Suddenly I became very hot and began fanning myself. “Goodness, it’s hot in here,” I said.
“I can cool you off tonight in my suite,” a man said standing up. He was handsome like a movie star. In his forties. “$500,000,” he said.
I smiled. He was handsome, and I wouldn’t mind getting to know him better.
Max whispered he was a politician.
I nodded.
“$600 grand,” an old man with an oxygen tank near him, called out.
Max whispered, “Champion?”
I nodded ‘no’.
“$700 grand,” a woman’s voice called out. I looked to see who it was and smiled. Megan. I knew she was just being supportive.
Max whispered, “She’s loaded. An heiress already. Plus she likes you.”
If Megan wins, I wouldn’t have to have sex with any of the men bidding on me.
I decided to take charge before someone outbid Megan. “Sold to the highest bidder,” I said into the microphone.
Megan smiled, and I turned to Max. “Happy? I didn’t need to get a champion after all
.”
Max shook his head. “Perfect. You and Megan can have dinner together, get to know each other, then have wild girl on girl time together.”
I said, “What?”
Max looked dejected. “I wanted to spend the night with you Haven, even if you’re spending it with someone better than a stranger. But Megan, she likes women. She’ll expect to have sex with you.”
My eyes widen. “I wished I knew that before.”
Max said, “I have to move on to the next prize. Have fun with Megan, and I’ll see you in school tomorrow. I’ll find you.”
“Okay,” I said. I handed him my phone number and said, “Call or text me anytime.”
Max looked up and grinned. “Yes,” he said. “I got your number. That’s a start.”
I walked offstage and was heading over to Megan to arrange for dinner when Tristan stepped in front of me.
“You are not going to dinner with Megan Bradshaw,” he said.
“Oh why not?” I said irritably. “She won fair and square, so I have to fulfill my obligations.”
“I’ll pay for her bid,” Tristan said.
“Why? Isn’t this what you wanted me to do? Parade me on stage just so I could get humiliated and so you can show my mother yet another embarrassing video of me so she’ll want to leave Heartbreak Falls and stop being related to you?”
Tristan shook his head. “Partly.”
“Then what the hell happened to your plan?”
Dillon and Drake walked over to me and said, “Tristan is being selfish.”
“Megan is into girls, and that still means she will try to claim you,” Tristan said.
“Tristan,” I said. “Tough shit, you put me into this situation, and now you can’t get me to back out of it. Just because you can’t commit to a situation doesn’t mean you will get me to go back on my word. Especially when this is for benefiting battered women’s shelters.”
I walked away from Tristan and the Twins and put my arms through Megan’s. She was cool and had a lot in common with me. At least dinner will be interesting.
Chapter 10
Haven
I had the best time going out to a restaurant in town with Megan and talking about New York, New York University, Max, the Bradshaws, and even a bit about the Tritons. By the end of the night, it was as though we were best friends forever.
After dinner at a posh restaurant, she drove me to her hotel room. She could have stayed with Max, but she wanted her own space. We talked some more about everything, and then we decided to have some fun with Max.
“Here,” she said, handing me a cami top and boy shorts so I would be comfortable. “Bet you can’t wait to get out of that ridiculous dress.”
“Yes,” I said.
“Tristan Triton dressed you in that?” she asked.
“Yes, and he put all this makeup on me, which I am not used to.”
“What a domineering ass,” Megan said.
“I know I put myself into that situation by being stupid and having sex with him, not thinking he would use it. But what should I do about him wanting to get my mother and me out of the Triton family?”
“You know,” Megan said. “Your mother is a relationship expert. She would be open-minded about you being swept away by a guy like Tristan and the Twins. They’re known to be really hot stuff and well, she married a Triton.”
“True,” I said.
“How about you break the news to her about it, letting her know it was a mistake and that maybe it just means you don’t have to live at Heartbreak Falls with the guys, but could be on your own in New York. You could finish your school back there.”
“That’s a good solution,” I said.
“You know,” Megan said. “I really like you, and I think we’ve hit it off. How about you move in with me in New York?”
“Um, I’m not…” I started.
“I know,” Megan said. “I know you like men. I do too, since I go both ways. I won’t go there with you unless you want to, but how about it? I need a roommate, and I just don’t trust anyone from an ad, you know.”
“I’ll have to wait to tell Mom when she gets back from her honeymoon, but I think I’d like that.”
“Perfect,” Megan said. “Now, get change, and let’s have some fun with Max.”
I changed in the bathroom and walked out of the large penthouse hotel room to find Megan in bed, wearing a tank top and shorts. It was innocent enough. Knowing how Max felt about me, Megan decided to torture her little cousin by having me take selfies in bed with her. They were cute photos. We looked like best friends just having fun with selfies.
When it got late, and we finished eating dessert from room service and even jumped up and down on the hotel bed, as one of the things I always do in hotels, I fell asleep.
I woke up in bed seeing Megan working on her laptop. She was the coolest girl I had ever met, and I liked Max too. If moving to Heartbreak Falls had put me in touch with these two wonderful new friends and potential lovers, it was worth it.
I fell back asleep, exhausted from a very long day. I was dreaming about Tristan going down on me, eating me out. Then the Twins, Drake had gone down on me. Dillon ate me out, and Max…
I woke up to find Megan had pulled down my boyshorts and was licking my folds. I moaned, already so turned on by my dreams of Tristan and the Twins going down on me.
Megan was licking and sucking on me more gently than the guys, but equally as hot. She placed her whole mouth on my core and ate me like I have never been eaten out. I came immediately.
She licked me dry and kissed my stomach, and licked my breasts, before kissing me. When she pulled away from me, her hand went down to work my clitoris.
“Oh, that feels so good,” I moaned.
“That’s because I know what women want,” Megan said. “I don’t have to guess.”
I came and she climbed over me to kiss me while running her naked body up and down mine.
When I finally fell asleep again, I’ve had several orgasms.
Megan was up bright and early when I woke up and had order breakfast from room service. She was already feeding me a forkful of eggs when the phone rang.
Max. Megan put him on Facetime so he could see us.
“How’s it going?” he asked. “How’s Haven?”
Megan smiled. “Satisfied.”
“Megan!” Max cried out. “You didn’t. You know she only likes men.”
“Well, she may like this girl,” Megan said. “She climaxed several times for me. All night.”
Max looked so jealous. “I can’t believe you, Megan.”
“What? Can I resist a hot girl with a body like hers? Of course not. I have to touch her at least and eat her up. I adore her innocence. Plus it’s her first time with a girl. So virginal. It’s worth the $700 grand I paid for our Bradshaw event.”
“Hi Max,” I said sleepily.
Max smiled. “Hi Haven,” he said. “When are you coming to school?”
My eyes open wide. “It starts today?”
Max nodded. “Yes, right at 9 am.”
“Oh my God,” I cried out. “I’m so not ready. I don’t have a uniform. I don’t have books. Toiletries…”
“Relax,” Megan said. “You can use the hotel’s toiletries, and I’ll see what you can wear to school until you get your uniform in. Textbooks, you can find out what you need when you start.”
“You are heaven sent,” I said to Megan, kissing her on the lips. Megan took a selfie of us and sent it to Max.
Max was clearly jealous, and Megan liked to play on that. Megan kept the camera on us while having Max watch us live. She pulled me to her and kissed me passionately with tongue action in front of Max.
“That is making me so hard for Haven, right now,” he said.
“And if Haven can get her mother to agree to her moving back to New York and moving in with me while she finishes school in New York,” Megan smiled, “I could go down on her all the time.”
Max sto
pped smiling. “You can’t think of moving Haven out of here just when she got here. Not fair. And you eating her out every day…that’s my job.”
“She is so sweet,” Megan said. “I love the taste of her.”
“I found Haven first,” Max yelled.
“But I won her,” Megan said. “You could have bid on her, but you were too cheap, so…I won her fair and square.”
“But I get to see her at school, if she stays in Heartbreak Falls,” Max said. “Now get her ready so she won’t be late for her first day. If she starts today, she’s already behind by a week.”