Bachelor Auction 1

by U

  Rather than be rude, she sat at the table and admired the dining room. It was clean as a whistle and didn’t look as though it got a lot of love. Everything seemed so pristine and untouched. It was a shame; a room like that should be used.

  She found herself comparing her modest dining area at the guest house to his. She used that little space almost every day, whether by herself, with her parents, or with Lea and Alec. Her friends loved to drop by when they were feeling too lazy or too tired to cook for themselves.

  Madison made it a priority to use her kitchen every day. The only time she heated up frozen meals was when she was sick or if the air conditioner had broken down. She itched to see Pierce’s kitchen but doubted that Jessica would allow her anywhere near it. He probably had top-of-the-line everything.

  Madison had been eyeing a new refrigerator and KitchenAid mixer for the guest house, but she knew her parents would want to have final say on everything. She did want to get her own place, but did she want to rent a house or an apartment? A house might have too much space; an apartment might not have enough room to cook. She wanted a place where she could spread out, but didn’t want rooms she didn’t use.

  With a sigh, she realized she’d taken herself out of the mood for sex. The need was still there, curled up in the pit of her stomach, but all the thoughts of unused rooms, cooking, and getting her own place had put a temporary damper on things. She picked up a glass of wine and took a sip to give herself something to do. What the hell was taking Pierce so long?

  As if the thought had summoned him up, Pierce walked through the arched entryway into the room. “Sorry, love, had to deal with Zoe. She was trying to get into the pantry.” He gave her a wry smile. “That’s where Inga keeps the cat treats. She’s taken a real shine to Zoe. She went out and got cat toys and treats and everything just for her.”

  Madison grinned. “She’s a little ninja. If you don’t watch her she’ll manage to get in there even if the door is closed. She has ways. I wasn’t sure if I should’ve started without you so I waited.”

  Pierce’s features softened. “Oh, gorgeous, you didn’t need to, but I appreciate it.” He came around the table and dropped a kiss onto her forehead. “Thank you. Looks and smells delicious, and I’m starving. Let’s eat.”

  He sat down across from her and dug into his meal. “So, how was your day? Other than the heat, of course. Any interesting events going on at Shadows?”

  Pierce looked at her with interest but she didn’t miss the spark in his eyes. She settled into her chair and started to cut into her meat.

  “Sully really wants to do a wine event, but the private rooms will be off limits during that time. He’s sending me to the Wolven Wine Weekend to sample wines and pick a few brands. I do feel out of my depth. I have no clue what I’m looking for. I’ve had wines before, but never had to rate them.”

  “Well, you’re in luck. I can help with that. I have a huge wine cellar and some Wolven Brands for you try. So he gave you tickets?” Pierce raised a thick eyebrow in question, mirth on his face.

  She frowned. “What’s so funny? And yes, he gave me tickets. I was thinking of bringing Alec with me. He’s getting a break from the college and he needs a pick-me-up.”

  Pierce shook his head. “I’m sorry, love, it’s just that I booked us a room for the Wolven Weekend. Thought it might be romantic and a good way to spend time together. Why does Alec need a pick-me-up? Should I be worried?”

  “No need to worry. Alec is gay. He’s one of my best friends. He bid on his crush at the auction—one of the football players—and was rejected. Alec is an intelligent, sexy, handsome, loving man. He’s got a job and his own house. He’s stable and a total catch. He deserved so much more than he got. He needed this distraction with all his family problems. He doesn’t put himself out there, for all his talk he’s really shy around other gay men. He deserves love.” Sadness filled her chest, making her hurt and her heart ache.

  Pierce grinned. “If I weren’t so comfortable with your attraction to me I’d be very worried about your description of Alec. Who did Alec bid on? Maybe I know him. And, no, I won’t have a ‘talk’ with him to make him go out with Alec. But maybe I’ve heard something about this person that could shed some light on the subject.”

  Madison didn’t want to give him a name just in case the man wasn’t officially out. “I don’t want to say. It’s not my place to out one of your players.”

  Pierce rubbed the stubble on his cheeks and chin. “Well, there aren’t many out gay players. What’s Alec’s type?”

  Madison thought about the men Alec went out with. “Blond, athletic, smart, looks sort of like Torsten.”

  “Ah. There are a few I can think of, all of them young.” Pierce fell silent. “It could be that the man he bid on recognized Alec as his mate, but wasn’t ready to be tied down. That’s often the way it is with young guys. The man recognized him as his mate and wanted to run. Kind of like what you did with me.”

  Madison frowned. “I don’t like that this guy hurt Alec, but I can understand that. As for myself…it’s not the same. My fears have to do with my independence and worry about what I can bring to a relationship with you. I’m still finding my feet. But your acceptance of me and my situation has helped me greatly.”

  She gave him a grin. Emotion filled her chest. Pierce had fought for her every step of the way, even when she’d pushed him away, and now here they were. It was exhilarating and unbelievable that they’d found common ground and that he truly wanted her, warts and all.

  “Good. Now enough with being sad, let’s heat things up. What do you want to try tonight? Maybe some fire play? Candle wax or heated massage oil?” Desire darkened his eyes to midnight skies.

  The kernel of heat in her stomach bloomed to envelope her belly and slip down to her pussy. She squirmed in her seat as she tried to ignore her body’s reaction. “Who said I wanted to heat things up? Maybe I’d like to cool things down, maybe bring some ice into play?” she teased.

  Pierce’s eyebrow shot up. “On me or you? You still haven’t told me your plans for tonight.”

  Madison licked her lips. “Well, I was thinking of cuffing you to the bed and having my wicked way with you, if that’s OK.”

  Pierce shook his head and her heart dropped. “Love,” he reached out his hand to hers, palm up. She accepted his gesture, hoping he wasn’t trying to let her down gently. “You don’t have to ask if it’s OK. Just tell me what you want. If I have issues, I’ll let you know. Being tied down by you sounds very enticing. Will you blindfold me too or make me watch every excruciating minute?”

  She took a moment to consider while trying to ignore the press of his calloused palm against hers. The roughness only reminded her of how it felt against her bare skin. She suppressed a shudder of excitement.

  “I think I’ll make you watch.” Madison withdrew her hand and went back to eating.

  “Minx. Do you want to do this in the playroom or in my bedroom?”

  “Your bedroom. Do you have cuffs there too?”

  “I keep everything, with the exception of condoms and lube, in one place.” Pierce paused to take a sip of wine before he continued. “Makes it easier to distinguish boundaries. The playroom is for play and my bedroom is for sleep. But with you the lines will be blurred.”

  “And Ryan is out tonight?” She wanted to make sure that they wouldn’t be interrupted.

  “Yup. Business trip. So we have the house to ourselves.” He pushed away an empty plate. “Shall we get the festivities underway?”

  Madison’s heartbeat sped up and her palms became damp. She looked at Pierce and felt a sense of shyness take over.

  “No need to be nervous, love. Go with your instinct. I’ll let you know if there’s something you need to know. No worries.” He rose from his chair and went around to her side of the table to help her up.

  “OK,” she murmured.

  Pierce drew her into a kiss. He held her head in place as he nibbled. His sharp t
eeth scraped against her lips, and he lapped at the stinging spot, only to repeat the action over and over and until her mouth was hot and throbbing. Pierce placed soft, open-mouthed kisses down her neck, trailing his hands down after.

  She moaned and pressed herself against him, needing to feel the solidity of his body and his warmth. She rose on tiptoe and wound her arms around his neck, then tipped her head back to allow him access to her collarbone. She didn’t resist when he cupped her breasts and gave them a squeeze before undoing the buttons of her blouse one at a time.

  He swore when he reached her waist cincher, trying to tug at the material with no success. “How the bloody hell do I get this thing off of you?”

  Madison giggled and stepped out of his arms. With care, she undid each of the eyelet closures until it had fully opened. She held up the offending item of clothing and then dropped it onto the floor.

  Pierce tilted his head to the side. “It makes you look sexy as hell, but I don’t think I want you wearing them all the time.”

  “What’s the matter. Scared of a little ol’ corset?” Before he could reply, she kicked off her shoes and took off, racing out of the dining room.

  She heard him swear before his heavy footfalls followed her out into the foyer and up the grand staircase. She remembered the route from the previous night. She found the playroom easily.

  With her heart racing, she entered and started opening up cabinets, hoping that Pierce wouldn’t enter too soon. When he did, his tie, shirt, and jacket were off. His belt was already undone and the top button of his pants was open. Scars and old wounds crisscrossed his body.

  Despite being almost forty he was still fit, with hard muscles. His pecs and abdomen were clearly defined, as were his arms. They were not overly muscular but had just enough definition to make it clear that he kept himself in prime condition.

  Madison’s pussy quivered at the sight of his erection tenting his pants. She could feel the phantom of it pushing into her over and over again. Her legs shook with the effort of keeping her upright. She ordered herself to stay focused, and with reluctance she tore her gaze away from his exposed body. Her hands shook as she threw open cabinet after cabinet, spotting all sorts of sex toys, but she couldn’t seem to find anything but scarves to hold him down. His presence overwhelmed her from behind; his body heat beat at her, even through the thin barrier of her blouse.

  He tugged at her collar, pulling down the top to expose the back of her neck. He placed biting kisses along the skin, and she quivered as his teeth sunk into her nape. Her mating bite throbbed to an insistent pulse that spread desire and fire through her body.

  She reached out and clutched the edge of a shelf and the handle of the door as he tugged at the blouse until the material ripped. He tore open the clasp that held her bra together. Pierce blazed a trail along her spine as she fought to stay on her feet. Her knees shook as he lapped and nipped at her skin.

  He slid his hands up her sides and slipped under her loosened bra to cup her breasts, squeezing and kneading the mounds and tugging at her nipples in a slow, easy rhythm that drove her blood pressure up. Her head swam and her thoughts dispersed. She forgot all about what she was doing in the room and held onto the handle and shelf for dear life.

  When he released her breasts, she whimpered at the loss of contact. Her hands unclenched themselves from her tethers, and she manipulated her aching globes herself as he ran his hands over her stomach and around her hips.

  Delicious spears of electricity shot into her pussy with each pull on her nipples and squeeze of her breasts. She became lost in the sensations that swam through her body as her nerve endings blazed to life.

  She missed the moment when he managed to rip open the hook closure on her skirt and pull down the zipper, but he must have done it because suddenly he pushed the bottom down, keeping his hands on her body as he did so.

  She slid one hand down her body, over her rounded stomach, past the waistband of her panties and the bare, silken skin of her mons to part the thickened lips of her labia and her clit.

  With sure strokes and flicks of her fingers, she worked the sensitive button until she felt the pressure of her orgasm increase to overwhelming. She was so close to coming and yet she couldn’t bring herself to fall over the cliff just yet. She needed Pierce inside of her, pushing his thick cock into her and fucking her until the shining moment burst over her in a wave of fire and pain and pleasure.

  Pierce hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties and pulled them down, planting kisses over the rounded cheeks of her buttocks as he went. She lifted her legs, stepping out of the pile of her clothes, shrugging out of the remains of her blouse. Then she turned to face him.

  “Pierce,” she managed to get out in a hoarse murmur. Her plan of the evening had shattered to pieces in her need. All she could think about was getting him inside of her. Desire blazed in his eyes, a hungry heat that reached out and caressed her skin, setting off sparks in its wake.

  With a wicked grin, he grabbed her leg, lifted it up and placed it over his. Trusting him to carry her weight, she hopped up and wrapped her other leg around his waist and let him pushed her against the wall of cabinets. She reached down between them and guided his condom-sheathed cock to her dripping entrance.

  He rocked his hips up and slid into her wet, tight channel as he took her lips in a hungry kiss. He scraped her lips with his teeth, and his tongue dueled with hers as they moved together. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on as he gripped her hips.

  Madison felt the bite of claws once again, the pointed tips of his fingernails digging into tender flesh as he fucked her. The pain only added to her pleasure as she felt her lioness answer and her own body partially shift. Fur blossomed on her skin and her nails turned to sharpened claws.

  Then the call to mark him as hers came. She tasted the metallic tang of his blood on her tongue, felt his heartbeat in her head, heard his labored breathing as he fought to take air into his lungs. Feline musk swam on the air as their damp fur rubbed against each other. He too had partially transformed, but he wasn’t so far gone that he’d sprouted a tail or whiskers—just a tiger’s striped pelt, teeth, and claws.

  Her lioness yearned to be free of its human skin and prowl with its mate under moonlight and the cover of night, but Madison knew that would have to wait. The only thing that was important now was being with this man and making him her own.

  Unable to resist any longer, she opened her mouth and clamped down on his shoulder. His body jerked in pain, but he kept thrusting into her, their bodies slapping together as he followed her lead and sunk his teeth into the wound he’d made the previous night.

  Blood pooled in her mouth and she lapped at the wound she’d made, but she refused to relinquish her hold on him. Calm filled her body as if she were at the very center of a storm that raged all around. A wall of fire built inside of her as the pressure grew greater and greater.

  Unable to keep her orgasm at bay any longer, she let go and fell, keeping hold of his shoulder. Her lioness roared in her head as the deed was sealed. She felt his cock thicken inside of her; then it jerked, spilling seed into the condom within her. He continued to thrust until he was spent, and then with a slow movement he lowered them both to the floor, lapping at her mating bite all the while.

  She released his shoulder and let out a sigh. Her limbs had turned to liquid and her body lacked the energy to move. Her brain was a blank. She allowed herself just to float in the afterglow.

  Pierce peppered her face with kisses before he scooped her up in his arms and took her to his bedroom.

  The handcuffs would have to wait.

  Chapter Fifteen

  Madison stretched and yawned, then turned onto her side and reached out for Pierce.

  Nothing. His side of the bed was empty but not cold. The sheets were rumpled and she could hear the waterfall of the shower going. With a smile, she threw back the covers only to wince as her muscles protested. Her shoulder made the loudest
complaints.

  With a groan, she sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed and tried to stand. Her legs wobbled and she sat back down. The door to the bathroom opened and steam billowed out of the entryway. Pierce appeared, completely, gloriously naked.

  He smiled. “Morning, love.”

  He walked over to her, that playful, predatory walk that made her tummy do a flip and her blood heat up. Thankfully, her mated mark didn’t throb to life. Desire unfolded naturally, and she reveled in having control of her body and her reactions once again.

  “Morning.” She continued to drink in his nudity.

  She couldn’t decide if he was even sexier now that they were mated or if it was just the afterglow of the previous night.

  “How about breakfast in town and then a day of just walking around before a picnic dinner in the garden. Sound good?” He bent down and gave her a light kiss on her lips.

  A whimper left her mouth before she could stop it. She lifted her head and tried to rise to her feet to take a proper morning kiss, no ducking into the bathroom to brush her teeth and comb her hair necessary. She didn’t feel the least bit self-conscious about the way she looked in the morning. Not with Pierce.

  She lifted her hands to try to grab his face and bring it back down but he straightened up and grinned.

  “I need an answer, love. Jess is cooking up a storm and, well, I’m trying to get out of the house to avoid the kitchen renovation talk.” His eyes lit up in mirth. “She’s trying to convince me she needs more space. So, breakfast at Lou’s diner and then a walk around the town?”

  Madison frowned. “Why is she cooking if we’re going to out to eat?”

  Pierce smiled. “She’s not cooking for us. She’s cooking to ease the stress of having to put up with me and Ryan using her precious kitchen. We made the mistake of touching and, well…so, breakfast out, walk around and then a picnic?”

  Madison pretended to think about it. Her stomach growled in answer for her. “Fine, but I want the peanut-butter-chocolate-chip pancakes, bacon, hash browns, and a mocha.”