Claimed by the Trillionaires (Menage for Mankind Book 5) (10 page)

"But where will I live?  I'm married to all four of you!"

"You'll live with Trystan," Houston said with a frown.  "He's the one that put the group of us together, and it's his lake, and you're his legal wife.  It only makes sense."

"So why are we staying here now instead of in the lake houses?"  Sarah could tell Houston didn't like the idea of her living with Trystan, but she didn't say anything, because Trystan was the one she felt most comfortable with. 

"They're not ready yet.  We'll be able to move in on Saturday."

"Oh, I see."  She liked the idea of being there when they first moved in.  "Will I get to help decorate?"

"I can't speak for the others, but you can decorate my house in any way you want.  I'm a scientist.  If it's left up to me there will be car posters and I'll be drinking out of beakers."

Sarah looked at him with surprise.  "I didn't realize you were a scientist!"

Houston nodded.   "I invented Synthuel," he said proudly.

"Synthuel?"

"I forget you've lived away from the world your whole life.  Synthuel is a fuel that allows us to change climates of large areas, hence the dome for our lake houses.  It's always been much too expensive to do that.  With Synthuel, it will still cost money, but we'll be able to do it without it being a huge problem."  He shrugged.  "Especially with my discount on the stuff."

"I had no idea," Sarah told him, looking at him with fresh eyes.  She realized then he was still hard, and his pants were pushed down, his cock standing straight out in front of him.  She pointed.  "Did you realize you were hanging out of your pants the whole time?"

He nodded.  "No point in putting it away, when I'm just going to bend you over and take you again."

Sarah swallowed hard.  "Again?"  This was not the Houston she knew.

"Again."  He pulled her to him, kissing her softly.  "Complaining?"

"Bragging..."

Chapter Thirteen

When Sarah woke Wednesday morning, it was to being carried through the suite.  She felt the earth moving under her and opened her eyes slowly, yawning.  "Where're you taking me, Jaron?"

"I'm making love to my wife in
my
bed.  Do you have a problem with that?"

Sarah closed her eyes and snuggled her head into his neck.  "Course not.  Just curious."

He laid her down on the bed and dropped his robe to the floor, coming down atop her.  By the time she climaxed she was fully awake and smiling.  "Now that's how I want to start every day," she said, stretching out beside him. 

Jaron started to sing softly.  "Well I'm shameless when it comes to loving you. I'll do anything you want me to. I'll do anything at all, and I'm standing here for all the world to see. Oh baby that's what's left of me. Don't have very far to fall. You know I'm not a man who's ever been insecure about the world I've been livin' in. I don't break easy. I have my pride. But if you need to be satisfied, I'm shameless."

Sarah sighed as she listened to him.  "I bet you have women laying at your feet begging you to sing to them."

Jaron sighed.  "I would if there were women.  Not that it matters now.  I'm shameless when it comes to loving you."

She giggled.  "Every woman should have a man like you singing to her."

He pulled her close.  "I'll sing to you every day if you want, baby."

"At least you're not singing about that awful car again."

He laughed.  "
Piece of Shit Car
?  I only sing that to make Houston mad."

"Why do you want to make him mad?  Is the song you just sang by the same man who sang
Piece of Shit Car
?"

"Absolutely not!  Garth Brooks sang
Shameless
. 
Piece of Shit Car
was Adam Sandler.  Sandler was a comedian. His songs make me laugh."

"Did they both live in the same time period?"

Jaron nodded.  "I love the music of the last decade of the 20th century and the first decade of the 21st.  They make me happy."

"Oh, those are really old!  I have never even heard any songs from that time."

"They're still around, but you have to know where to look.  I love Elvis as well, but he was earlier."

"Elvis?   What kind of name is Elvis?"

Jaron shrugged.  "I've taken university classes just on Elvis's music.  He's one of the all time greats."  He rolled from the bed, pulling on a robe.  "Are you hungry?  I'm starving."

Sarah nodded, sitting up.  "My clothes are in Trystan's room, though."

"I'll run and get them.  I don't like the way Franklin looks at you."

"Well, if everyone would remember to close doors when they want to get frisky with me, he wouldn't look at me so curiously."

"Frisky?  Who taught you that word?"

Sarah shrugged.  "I think I heard it on an episode of
Happy Days
."

"You've seen
Happy Days
, but you don't know who Elvis was?  Your upbringing was strange."

"I saw it as part of one of my college classes."

Jaron looked at her with confusion.  "Why?"

She shrugged.  "It was a class in nonverbal communication.  We watched it without sound and then with it, trying to follow the story line.  I didn't get the whole thumb thing at all."

He laughed.  "You mean the Fonz character?  He was odd.  I've seen a few episodes myself."  He put his hand on the doorknob.  "I'll be right back.  Don't go anywhere."

"Can I at least pee while you're gone?" she asked.  She was going to start squirming any second.

He laughed.  "Yes, you may pee.  I'll be right back."  He went to get her clothes, thinking about her the whole way.  She really was a special woman.  They were so lucky to have her.

*****

Jaron spent most of the day working at a computer in the living room, singing softly into it while Sarah worked at another computer on her school work.  Finally, she asked, "Why do you keep singing into the computer?"

He looked at her.  "I'm writing songs."

"You write songs?  I thought you just sang old ones."

He shook his head.  "No, I have songs of my own."

"So do you write all the songs you record?"

He shook his head.  "No, but I write at least half of them.  I do some of the old greats.  I've done some Billy Joel songs, some Elvis songs, and of course Garth and Adam Sandler.  I like doing a mix of new and old.  Other men record my songs as well."

"Why do you let others do them if you have to do old songs?"

He laughed.  "I like to do old songs.  I like to do some of mine as well, but all of mine aren't right for me.  Some I write meaning for other artists to record them."

"Do you like what you do?"

Jaron thought about that for a moment.  "I always have.  I spend a lot of time on tour, though, and now that I'm married, I don't think I want to keep running off.  I'd rather spend time with you.  And when the children come, I'm not leaving.  I think I'll probably stop touring and just keep writing songs and recording.  That's enough for me."

Sarah was relieved by that answer.  She didn't like the idea of any of her men leaving for long periods of time.  She loved her husbands.  It was as simple as that.

Chapter Fourteen

Early Saturday morning, Trystan woke Sarah with a kiss.  "Are you ready?" he asked.

Sarah woke slowly as always, rubbing her eyes.  "Ready for what?"

"Everything has been moved into the houses.  Are you ready to move us there?"

Sarah sat up.  "Really?  It's time?"

He laughed.  "Well, we have time to eat breakfast first."  He was anxious to get to the lake too, though.  He'd been waiting to move there for what seemed like forever.

"Let's do it!"  Sarah jumped out of bed, more excited than she'd been in a long time.  It wasn't so much the idea of moving into the houses that excited her.  It was that she had always spent a lot of time outdoors, and for the past week, she'd been cooped up inside.  The men were afraid to allow her out of their hotel room.  Once they got to the lake, she'd have more freedom.

"Why don't you shower, while I have Franklin cook breakfast?" he asked, already shrugging on his robe.

Sarah nodded, rushing into the bathroom.  She'd take a two minute shower and get dressed.  She would get to go outside soon.  She couldn't wait!

*****

The lake was so much more than Sarah had dreamed it could be.  Instead of going into his house with him as Trystan urged, Sarah went to wade in the water.  It felt so good to have the mud between her toes.  She'd swam a few times growing up, always covered from her neck to her ankles, of course.

She wondered if she would be allowed to swim naked there.  She'd never even imagined doing it before, but suddenly floating naked in the water was her greatest wish. 

Trystan walked through the house, admiring the handiwork of the builders.  A nursery had even been include, complete with two cribs.  He loved the idea of children, but still wasn't ready for Sarah to be pregnant.  They all needed more time with her first.

In one of the upstairs rooms, he looked out at the lake and saw Sarah standing in the water, splashing.  She looked happier than he'd ever seen her.  He felt bad then for the time they'd had to keep her inside.

He wanted her to see the house desperately, but he knew she needed her time outside first.  He'd give her a little more time, and then they'd show her around and teach her to drive the travel pod.  They would each have privacy with her now, and it was something he knew they all craved.  She'd live with him, but she would have the right to go to the others whenever she wanted.  She wouldn't be under lock and key.

The dome over the lake kept out undesirables.  There were openings near each of the houses, but they could only be activated by the sensor each had installed in his own car.  No outsiders would get in, unless they were allowed in by one of the people who lived there.  It would keep their sweet wife safe.  And keep them from worrying about her while they were working.

*****

Sarah looked up as Trystan approached her.  She was sitting on the dock in front of his house, her feet dangling in the water.  "I love it here."

He sat beside her.  "You really love the outdoors, don't you?"

She nodded.  "Oh, I really do!  I loved our community in Wisconsin.  Not the people so much, but the property?  It was beautiful!"

"You'll be able to spend as much time outside as you want here.  It won't ever rain or anything, so you can be here whenever you want.  We even have the mosquito population taken care of."

Sarah looked at him with wide eyes.  "I didn't think that was possible!"

"Anything's possible when you have a scientist at your side.  He had the engineers add a low frequency radio wave into the dome.  It kills any mosquitoes who make it inside, but we'll never notice it or feel any effects from it."  He slipped his arm around her shoulders.  "I'm glad you're happy here.  Do you think you're ready to see the house now?"

She nodded.  "I'm sorry I wasn't as excited about seeing it as I should have been.  The lake...well, I want to live in a boat on the lake."

"We can't do that, but you can spend a lot of time out here.  I promise.  Once you can fly the travel pod, you'll be all over the area any time you want."

She sighed happily.  "This has got to be the best place on earth."

He got to his feet and held his hand down to help her up.  "I think so." 

Hand in hand they walked toward the house.  Sarah looked around at everything.  "There should be flowers there," she said pointing to a spot in front of the house.

"I'll have some flowers brought in from a nursery first thing tomorrow.  Do you want to plant them yourself, or do you want me to hire some landscapers?"

Sarah looked at him with excitement.  "You mean I could plant flowers?  Back home, I always helped with the gardens, but they were always vegetable gardens.  I would love to plant flowers.  Really?"

He laughed.  "I don't care what you plant, Sarah.  I'll order whatever makes you happy and you can design, plant, and water the garden yourself.  Anything you want, if it's in my power, you may have."

Sarah had expected to be almost a prisoner when she was told she would be auctioned off, but she wasn't.  She couldn't believe how well the men treated her.  "Why are all of you so nice to me?" she asked softly.

Trystan looked at her with surprise.  "Why would you even ask me that?  Of course, we're nice to you.  You're our wife.  You'll bear our children someday.

"But I would have sex with you and bear your children no matter how you treated me.  I have no choice.  Why are you nice to me?"

He struggled to answer her question.  "It never occurred to me not to be.  All my life I've known that I wanted a woman of my own.  One who could have my babies.  And all my life, I've felt like it was out of my reach."  He stopped walking and turned to her, cupping her face in his hands.  "You're a dream come true for me.  For all of us.  How could we possibly mistreat you?"

Sarah struggled to find the words she needed.  "But...I'm overweight, and I'm, well, I'm horny all the time.  I think I'm broken."

He laughed.  "Broken?  You're perfect."  He leaned down and whispered in her ear.  "We love every inch of you, but your horniness?  That's my favorite thing..."

Sarah laughed.  "It doesn't bother you?"

Trystan shook his head.  "Why would it?  If you were trying to find other men to share your body with, then it would be one thing, but you don't do that."  Of course, she would never be given the opportunity to do that, but he didn't say that.  He didn't want her to think that he didn't trust her, because he did...mostly.

"Why would I?" she asked.  "I have four men ready to sacrifice their bodies to my needs at any moment!  And if none of them are available, I have the biggest box of sex toys known to man!"

Trystan grinned, still slightly worried.  How would it be on Monday when she was home alone for the first time?  Would she seek Franklin out?  That was his biggest worry.

He gave her a tour of his home, pointing out the other men's houses from one of the second story windows.  "That's Houston's house, there to the right.  Jaron is to my left.  Brice is directly across the lake."

The lake was big enough that she could barely make out the large house across the water.  "I'm surprised the houses are so far apart.  I thought they'd be on top of each other to make it easier for me to travel back and forth."

"With the weather being controlled here, we weren't worried about it.  We would never have done it this way if we'd worried about a rain storm or a blizzard, but those things won't touch us inside our dome."  He slipped an arm around her waist, kissing the top of her head.  "Does it bother you?"

"No, it doesn't.  I hope it doesn't mean no more group lovemaking, but it will be nice to have some private time with each of you."  She turned fully into his arms.  "Especially with you, Trystan.  I love all four of you, of course, but you?  You're special to me."

He smiled, resting his cheek atop her head.  Her words warmed his heart, but did she really mean them?  He would wait to see what happened when she was alone.