Sold on the Beach_A Reverse Harem Romance

by Sierra Sparks

  “Two hundred thousand dollars!” I bid.

  “Have you lost all your senses?!” objected Brax. “Why the hell did you just bid?”

  “You know why, Brax! You know why,” I said.

  Jax threw up his hands. He couldn’t believe I had just bid.

  “We’re in this together, remember?” he reminded me.

  “Yeah, then why did you bid?” I demanded.

  “It’s a brother thing,” he insisted.

  “It is?” said Brax astonished.

  “Yes!” insisted Jax. “Something you and I only understand.”

  “But I don’t understand,” said Brax.

  “Yes, you do! Don’t pretend!” said Jax. “I’m winning this thing!”

  “No, you’re not! Two hundred fifty thousand!”

  “We are smashing all records at tonight’s auction, gentlemen!” said the announcer. “We now have three angry bidders, all on the same couch. Where is the ceiling on this thing? I don’t think I wanna find out! Haha!”

  “Oh, you think I won’t go, bro?!” I shouted. “You don’t think I can win this?!”

  “I think you’re a muscle-bound idiot!” shouted Brax. “Will you stop bidding?!”

  “No! Three hundred thousand dollars!” I shouted. “Eat it, Brax!”

  “I’ve created a monster,” Brax said to himself. “Two monsters actually.”

  “You didn’t create me,” insisted Jax. “I’m your brother. I’m my own person!”

  “I never said you weren’t,” said Brax. “Is this no longer about the bid?”

  “It’s totally about the bid, bro!” shouted Travis. “Four hundred thousand dollars!”

  “Will you stop bidding?” asked Brax.

  “You stop bidding! It was my idea to go to the bar!” insisted Jax.

  “Stop saying that, bro!” I snapped. “No one cares!”

  I’d better win her, or I’d be so mad. Now, all I wanted to do was be with Claire.

  Chapter 19 – Kenner

  The bidding was really stressing me out. I mean, I was already unsure of the etiquette when I got here. Don’t get me wrong, I had been here before, but never when I was into someone. Technically, we weren’t official with Claire, so I was worried that if I bid on anyone, she’d see it as some kind of rival or cheating on my part. With Sasha, it had been cool because we were already officially together.

  Brax and Jax clearly had some brotherly rivalry going on. I’m not sure how far back it went, but it definitely predated me meeting them in college. They always sort of did their own things— I mean for most of the time I knew them anyway. But after Jax joined the company, things changed.

  Jax seemed to defer to his brother a lot. It was okay, he was the boss of the company, but it wasn’t just about the job. Jax had deferred to him in life. I guess he was finally chaffing under that. Claire had changed that.

  Man, that woman changed everything for everyone!

  For me, it was about getting over Sasha. Honestly, I still wasn’t, but the healing was finally beginning for me. I could move on. I guess for Travis, it was some kind of connection to his past, you know? His mom ran a dive bar and Claire did, too. They said you go for women like your mother, so I guess it didn’t get any more obvious than that.

  It was like, the longer we were with Claire, the more we started figuring out stuff about ourselves. Like we saw ourselves in a new light or something. It wasn’t even that Claire was like our therapist or anything, she was just being herself. I didn’t know. Maybe it was her perspective? It was a little different. Maybe it was just that we all loved her.

  The guys were arguing and bidding each other up. In a weird way, I understood the natural compulsion to compete. We were all guys. We all wanted to win. Some part of me wanted to stand up and show up the other guys, but what would I really gain? When I got backstage with Claire, the first thing she would probably say to me was, “Why did you guys even bid?”

  “Five hundred thousand dollars!” called out Brax. “There, you gym-addled cretin! Is that a number you can remember?!”

  “The only cretin is you if you think I’m gonna let you win!” insisted Travis.

  “This isn’t about either one of you!” insisted Jax. “Claire is going to be my date tonight and there’s nothing you two can do to stop it!”

  “Fellas,” I said, trying to calm them down. “Have you guys forgotten yourselves? We all promised to share her, right? What the hell are we doing?”

  “Don’t talk to me, Kenner,” insisted Jax. “Talk to my brother. He’s probably drunk again!”

  “Oh, why don’t you go back to that seedy artist loft I pulled you out of!” snapped Brax. “You can go back to having sex with college art students and women you pick up at a Chili’s!”

  “I don’t even know what the hell you guys are arguing about anymore!” insisted Travis. “Can we all just get a grip, please?”

  “I think I have a solution for this,” I offered.

  “Just settle down, Kenner,” said Brax, dismissively. “We’ll sort things out and let you know.”

  “Hey!” I suddenly shouted to the room. “Six hundred and forty thousand dollars! This is a group bid from all four of us!”

  The room went silent. I really didn’t see the problem. I mean, it was a lot of money. It made sense that we could pool our money to win. Besides, what did the club care? For that amount, they’d be able to remodel the entire interior and restock the bar ten times.

  “Gentlemen!” said the announcer. “We have a record smashing bid at six hundred and forty K! This is one special lady up here! Hey Claire, any thoughts on why the bidding has gotten so high for you?”

  The announcer leaned the microphone towards Claire.

  “Only because I’m so worth it,” she quipped.

  “Group bid,” said Brax. “Well done, Kenner.”

  “Brilliant move, bro.”

  “Okay, you got me,” Jax said, relenting.

  If we were actually going to have a group relationship with this woman, things had to be worked out. Maybe I wasn’t the strongest or riches or most handsome— But this I could do. All it required was a little trust and a little communication. Sure, sometimes you had to yell to be heard, but what family didn’t have a little yelling? I don’t know. Maybe Mormons? Or some other very nice, saintly people.

  These guys were like family to me. As much as I wanted Claire, I wasn’t going to spoil our relationship to be with her. It wouldn’t be right and it wouldn’t be fair to Claire.

  “Bid going once,” said the announcer, sensing it was over. “Bidding going twice. Sold to the four gentlemen! Thank you, sirs! The club is forever in your debt!”

  “Why did you make it such an odd number, bro?” asked Travis.

  “It’s divisible by four,” I said obviously. “That’s $160,000 each.”

  “Gentlemen,” said the announcer. “Your date, Claire, awaits.”

  The guys rushed the stage. I wasn’t sure why. The date wasn’t going to start until the check was cut. I walked after them.

  As I crossed the floor, I realized I had won this round. Now Claire wouldn’t ask me why I started to bid, she’d know I was the one who brought everyone together. Huh, look at that. I beat the muscle, the hunk and the billionaire.

  To be honest, I didn’t want to have to ever do it again. Brax could ruin me financially, Travis could pound the crap out of me and Jax— Well, I’m sure he could somehow use his handsomeness to get revenge if he wanted. Hopefully, once we were in an official relationship all this rival would stop or at least slow down.

  Chapter 20 – Claire

  “Hey, guys!” I greeted them. “I knew you would win my bid. I really didn’t want to have to spend time with strangers.”

  “Why didn’t you tell us you were coming?” asked Jax.

  “I almost didn’t make it here, things were so crazy at the bar,” I explained. “Quite frankly, we had to close early. We ran out.”

  “Ran out? Of what?�
�� asked Travis.

  “Everything. Fernando literally cooked everything in the kitchen. I mean, towards the end, all he was doing was cooking bread with salsa and cheese. It was good, but that’s literally all I had to serve. And the beer, forget it, it’s all gone. Had to pack it in, just like I had to pack in all that money in my safe! What-whaaaaat!” I said doing a little dance.

  “I feel like I got played,” said Jax.

  “Why? Just because I get ten percent? I didn’t think you would bid that high,” I laughed. “You can have the money back for all I care. Let me make it up to the four of you.”

  “You don’t have to go home with us,” reminded Kenner. “That’s not part of the auction.”

  “I know,” I assured him. “I want to.”

  “My place,” said Jax.

  Brax was about to say something. Jax kind of stared at him.

  “You know what?” he said. “That sounds lovely. I haven’t been to your place in a while. I’ll call the limo.”

  As fancy as the club was, I had zero interest in spending any time there. It was full of rich, elitist trying to outdo each other. What the boys and I had was real. We didn’t need that scene, and we didn’t need anyone around us judging us. Downstairs, we climbed into the limo. Brax slapped me on the butt playfully as we got in.

  “In you go,” he teased.

  “This whole car smells like bread,” I joked.

  “I think this calls for a drink,” Brax offered. “Who wants one?”

  “You sure you don’t want to keep the bourbon for yourself?” said Travis.

  “All right, all right,” Brax relented. “Maybe I have been a bit selfish. Drink the rest of it for all I care.”

  “That’s the spirit!” cheered Travis.

  Brax poured us all a stiff drink, and we prepared to toast.

  “To tonight,” said Brax. “May we all finally get what we want.”

  “I have all that I want right here,” I said. “That night in the bar was all about me. Tonight is all about you guys.”

  We clinked glasses and drank. It was the perfect start to loosening up.

  “So what’s your house like, Jax?” I asked.

  “As my brother would say, it’s lovely,” smiled Jax. “But seriously, it is nice and large. If you have to run an errand, just take one of the cars in one of the six garages. Can you drive stick?”

  “Not really,” I admitted.

  “Then don’t take any cars in the first three garages,” he warned. “And if you get hungry, Pierre will cook you something.”

  “Really? You have a cook?” I said in disbelief.

  “Yes, did I mention I’m a billionaire?” he joked.

  “I thought you still did all your cooking,” I said. “Fernando says it’s an art form, and you’re an artist.”

  “Then I shall burn you toast like there’s no tomorrow,” laughed Jax.

  ***

  We arrived at a wrought iron gate, which opened for the limo at the push of a button. There was a long driveway and a fountain that the car turned around. The limo stopped at the front door. The place was palatial. To the right, I could see the six garages.

  “Holy shit. You weren’t kidding,” I said, impressed. “How many rooms is this place?”

  “Forty-two,” said Jax jokingly. “But I’m thinking of expanding it by ten so I can change rooms every week.”

  We went up the steps and entered. The door wasn’t even locked. Guess you didn’t need to lock the doors when you had your own private security. A security officer checked in on Jax’s cellphone, and he informed them that he had four guests. It was crazy. I mean, I knew he was rich, but this was, like, movie rich.

  The front room had a vaulted ceiling and a beautiful chandelier. The steps spiraled up, and the house seemed to go on in all directions as far as I could see. I decided I had to stick by Jax, or I’d end up getting lost.

  Walking into a few rooms, we ended up in a lounge area with a bar and several couches. Jax started mixing drinks for everyone. He called up some music then the lights and then a fire in a fireplace. It all operated by voice command.

  There was nothing rushed about the night. I knew the boys wanted me, and I wanted them, but we were patient. We enjoyed each other’s company. The conversation was mostly about today and the auction.

  Then, naturally, the conversation ebbed. Jax was sitting next to me, and he put his hand on my knee. I turned towards him, I touched the side of his face and then I pulled him close and kissed him. It was time.

  “Let’s adjourn to the bedroom,” suggested Jax. “Feel free to bring your drinks if you like.”

  We all started moving toward the staircase.

  “Oh, this is fun,” said Brax. “I don’t think I ever saw your bedroom.”

  “This is the first time you’ve been to my house, brother,” recalled Jax.

  “Really?” said Brax. “Then I do apologize. I should’ve made a trip for you, my brother.”

  “Tonight is not about apologies,” Jax declared. “Tonight, all is forgiven.”

  The brothers clinked glasses. I sensed a new era had begun between them. I was glad. I wanted my boys to get along.

  My boys. I liked the sound of that.

  We reached the bedroom. Jax opened a pair of double doors to a huge room with a king sized bed and several comfortable looking chairs. He took off his jacket and threw it across one of the chairs. The bed was covered with some of the finest silk sheets I’ve ever seen and Jax dimmed the lights for an appropriate mood with a voice command.

  “This is nice,” said Brax. “Very comfortable looking.”

  “Thanks for hosting,” I said. “This does look very nice.”

  “Not as nice as you,” said Jax, leaning in and wasting no time.

  He kissed me on the neck, and I felt his rough face on my skin. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Brax and Travis taking off their suit jackets. Kenner touched my shoulders and rubbed them gingerly.

  Jax took me by the chin and kissed me while Kenner fondled my breasts and kissed the back of my neck. The attention was getting me worked up. After a few seconds, I broke us apart and kissed Kenner lightly.

  I started to pull at the sides of my dress. It fell down around me, and I stepped out of it. Now I was just in my white lace bra and panties.

  “That’s really hot, Claire,” said Travis. “Leave your shoes on.”

  “I think I will,” I agreed. “I’m going to need some traction for this.”

  Kenner now removed his jacket, and Jax was taking off his shirt. Brax and Travis moved closer now. Brax touched me all over with his fingertips, just lightly. Travis took his shirt and undershirt off, so I could get a look at those rock hard muscles again. God, he was gorgeous!

  I rubbed my fingers down his pecs and over his nipples. I could feel Brax unhooking my bra. It fell away. Travis bent down and buried his face in my cleavage, kissing and licking me. Even his face felt hard and muscular and manly.

  Brax was kissing my neck now, and I reached behind and felt his erection through his pants. He was excited. I pulled down his zipper and removed his cock from its confines. I started to gently stroke it with my hands and he started to breathe heavier as he kissed me.

  Travis started kissing me down the center of my body until he reached my panties. He grabbed them with his teeth and pulled them down. I let them fall to the floor. I was now completely naked except for my shoes. I had completely shaved myself in anticipation of this event. I wanted to be clean and bare for all of them.

  Bringing his tongue along the outside of my vagina, Travis started giving me tingles. Finally, he slipped his tongue inside my warm, wet, waiting box. It was glorious, and I almost came immediately. I definitely started to shiver and moan.

  “Mmmm,” I cooed. “Like that, Travis. Yeah!”

  “Your pussy is so sweet, baby,” he murmured, as he licked.

  I was stroking Brax increasingly faster as he kissed my neck and fondled my breasts. He twea
ked my nipples very gently and they became harder with excitement. I had never been turned on so much.

  In the background, some light jazz music came on. Jax and Kenner had stripped completely naked now. Jax was handing out condoms to the guys. He put one on his cock, which was standing at attention for me. I moved away from Brax and Travis and positioned myself on the bed. I opened my legs wide to receive Jax’s bountiful cock.

  “Fuck me, Jax,” I begged. “Please fuck me.”

  Jax positioned himself in front of me and smiled. He started rubbing his cock along my dripping slit and against the hood of my clit. He was torturing me with pleasure. Kenner knelt on the bed and moved toward me. I took his cock in my hand and put it in my mouth. It tasted a little salty and a little precum dripped out as Kenner moaned.

  “Mmmm,” I moaned on his cock.

  Jax was still teasing me and I was squirming on the bed. The sheets were slick and with my free hand I gripped them.

  “Do you like that?” Jax asked, now firmly in control.

  “Yes,” I said breathless. “I love it!”

  “You want me to do something else?” he asked knowingly, rocking back and forth.

  I was starting to cum now. My juices gushed out of my pussy and against the underside of his cock. I felt it run down the shaft and onto his balls.

  “Aw, that feels good, baby,” he said. “You came all over my balls. You want this dick now?”

  “Y-yes!” I gasped, barely able to contain myself. “Please! Give me your hot cock. I want it!”

  He slid it in and I saw stars. His manly hardness penetrated me deep. I had Kenner’s cock in my mouth and I was sucking hard now. I was consumed with the feeling of Jax’s cock, while sucking on Kenner’s cock as hard as I could. He suddenly became overwhelmed with the sensation.

  “Oh, God! Oh, shit! Wait!” he panicked.

  He came. His hot sticky load exploded in my mouth and I sucked out every drop. He spasmed as he came, fucking my mouth and rubbing it along my tongue in pure pleasure. We were both cumming and it was glorious.