Sold to the Wolf by Harmony Raines Page A

stupidest thing she had ever done.
    The atmosphere in the room was terrible, all these
men bidding for the chance to fuck a virgin, because that was what
would happen. No love making, no taking it slow, these men wanted a
young woman to break, literally.
    But the money, it would be worth the pain and
indignity to have a few thousand dollars in her bank account. God
she hoped so.
    The bidding had reached the minimum she had wanted;
she was surprised, after all no man went for her curves normally.
Or perhaps it was her shyness that put them off, she couldn’t
really tell. That was a joke, the shyest girl in school standing
naked on a stage being auctioned off.
    It seemed the bids were starting to stall; the
auctioneer seemed to be looking between two people now. At least
she wasn’t the cheapest girl to be sold tonight, she laughed to
herself that made the whole thing so much better, not.
    “Come on guys, which one of you really wants the
chance to show this lovely lady what kind of a man they are.” The
auctioneer sure liked to get the men going, but then he was on a
commission so it was in his best interest.
    “I’d like to have a closer look, and touch,” a rough
voice said from the crowd.
    Her eyes widened in terror, that so rarely happened
the manager had told her, however it was part of the contract and
she would have to submit.
    The crowd before her moved, a ripple of excitement
and anticipation going through them. A man made his way forward, he
was middle aged and balding, something about him made her skin
crawl. He was not the kind of man she had envisaged winning her,
but he was typical of the kind of guys in the room.
    She wanted to run, this was stupid. She had
definitely changed her mind about being sold.
    “Ten thousand.”
    There was a gasp from the crowd.
    “Ten thousand?” The auctioneer seemed a little
confused.
    “Yes. Ten thousand, if no one touches her.”
    “I want my inspection,” the balding man sneered,
still coming forward.
    “If you want to touch her you can match my bid, or
else she is mine.” The voice sounded aggressive, almost out of
control.
    She was shocked at the amount; it was one of the
biggest price tags ever. Then she wondered what would be worse,
balding guy or crazy guy. No guy. Gathering her wits she covered
herself and turned to leave the stage as quickly as possible. She
went the wrong way and got stuck behind a curtain, and had to go
back before she finally found the stairs to get down. As she set
foot on the ground she heard the auctioneer bang his gavel
down.
    “Sold, for ten thousand.” The auctioneer sounded
overjoyed. “If you go to your right someone will hand you the
contract to sign. Enjoy your purchase, and have a good
evening.”
    She quickly found her bag and clothes and got
dressed. If she left now she would escape the buyer, and then she
could try and straighten things out in the morning. Pulling on her
dress she quickly shoved her feet into her shoes, and then ran for
the door.
    The cool air hit her face as she raced outside; she
stopped to get her bearings, wanting to head towards somewhere busy
in case she was followed. She made up her mind and went to run when
a hand grabbed her arm, pulling her backwards.
    “Where do you think you are going?” an angry voice
asked.
    She fell back against his hard, toned body, her arm
in pain from his tight hold on it. “I’m sorry; I made a mistake,
let me go, please.”
    “It’s a little too late for that, don’t you think? I
paid for you fair and square, and I have the contract to prove it.
So now you are coming home with me.”
    “No,” she turned and tried to push him away. Then she
looked up and saw who her captor was, her heart skipped a beat and
she struggled to breathe.
    Instead of a creepy old guy, as she had expected,
there stood the kind of man most girls would die for. He had dark
brooding looks, and a fierceness about him that made her knees go
weak. She had met handsome men before, they had