Billionaire's Game

by Summer Cooper

  After saying goodbye to the greeters at the stage room door, Anne walked away with a sway to her step she did not feel, waiting until she was halfway home before dropping the façade. Drooping her shoulders, she walked to her lonely bed with no company of any kind. Not even a lady’s maid, to lift her spirits upon arrival, because she could not afford one.

  Chapter Two

  She spent the next morning wasting the hours until it was time to be back at the theatre again. She cooked something she could warm up that night, cleaned her tiny one room apartment as best she could with what little she had, and made a trip to the store to buy new silk stockings, her favorite French ones that caressed her leg like the lightest of arousing touches. One of the few luxuries she gave herself. It wasn’t as if anyone actually touched her leg to feel their silken softness.

  At three Anne made her way back to the theatre, only a few minutes walk for her but much more comfortable in the daylight. At night, there were bars, and drunken men who would do anything they pleased to a woman of ill repute such as herself. Unfortunately, stage performers weren’t seen as more than prettier prostitutes. Upon making it to the door of the theatre, she knocked three times, let in by the intimidating but lovable Brute of the show, Theodore.

  Despite his wicked ways on the stage, where he was forced to play one villain after another Teddy was just as his name suggested a total teddy bear and Anne’s favorite person here. They were like kindred spirits, her always being the mother or villainess type and him always being the brute. Too bad their friendship never went beyond backstage and into the home. Teddy was muscled and would have been a more likely candidate for her sexual happiness then the fools that she met at the stage door each night. She noticed Baron Edgecroft, out of the corner of her eye and cut down the hall to avoid him. She was never impressed or excited by his overly loud outfits or the fact that he walked with a mahogany cane. The man was thinner than a rail and she was sure he had tried opium on more than one occasion. Possibly regularly. Either way, she was sure he was only there for a quick romp, nothing that would satisfy her.

  Anne ducked into her dressing room and began to prepare herself for the evening, losing herself in her pre-show rituals and the excitement of the night ahead. The show they were doing was one of her favorites, if only for the lovely aria she was able to close with. It was her favorite to sing using a wide range of vocals made it both fun and challenging. After the show, Anne prepared herself for the usual throng, but upon exiting the theatre she found not her usual following but two men. The men were devastatingly handsome and similar in look, as if they were brothers save for their eye color. Each had dark chocolate hair, a creme au lait complexion, and muscles subtly hidden under layers of clothing. Her five-foot stature dwarfed by these giant men made her feel small for the first time in her life.

  “Hello, mademoiselle my name is Jake Rollingsford, Duke of Kelfield and this is my friend Lord Ralph Ashford. May we take just a few moments of your time?”

  Instantly on the defense after so much time being the bud of others jokes, Anne bristled. “May I ask what this is about?”

  “A proposition,” the younger Lord Ralph chimed in.

  “And what kind of proposition would be acceptable among us?”

  “That is precisely the wrong question to ask my lady,” Lord Ralph rebutted.

  So this was to be an improper proposal, that just would not do. Without so much as a by your leave Anne gave them a curt nod, moving past them, heading home to her lonely one room apartment. Truthfully, she would trade this hovel for somewhere else if she could be a mistress, but she didn’t see that happening anytime soon.

  Chapter Three

  The next day Anne arrived at the theatre to find several dozen wildflowers and a calling card for the Duke of Kelfield. The men had sent her flowers. Something she had never gotten before. She softened at the thought that these men might be more sincere then the others even though they had not approached her before, but immediately pushed the thought away. Why would two friends pursue her at once with real intentions? They would not of course. She would just thank them for the flowers, telling them she was not interested in these games. Hopefully they would show up tonight so she could get this over with.

  Show up they did, with more flowers than Anne had ever seen before.

  “Just a moment of your time, and if you are not interested in what we have to offer we will part ways and you will never have to see us again, on my honor as a gentleman.”

  She found it hard to believe that they would truly leave her alone but she was intrigued enough at this point to listen; she might even get something out of it. On that thought, she said, boldly, “You may take me to dinner and speak with me there. Then I will make a decision.”

  She was wearing the wrong clothes for a dinner, dressed as she was in a sapphire blue walking gown, but Anne knew they wouldn’t dare take her anywhere they might run into polite society, so she doubted her inappropriate dress would even be noted. So much time had passed since she last dined out and even though they had settled in a small off street cafe, Anne felt as if she were royalty as the Duke pulled a chair out for her to sit in.

  The serving woman brought out the first course of nettle soup when they sat. They ate in silence at first, but then one of them spoke. “So we are asking you to be with both of us,” Ralph stated bluntly.

  Anne’s brow furrowed as she thought about this, were they serious? Why were they asking her of all people? This must be some kind of farce . She thought as she finished her soup. Standing, she placed her napkin beside her now empty bowl, and looked at them. “I may not be as beautiful as the women who you usually partake in but I am beautiful in my own right and do not deserve to be mocked by you. Goodnight, Your Grace. Lord Ashford.”

  “Ms. Van Rae, relax we are not picking on you. How could you even think that we would not believe you were beautiful?”

  She was not the usual fare for mistresses. Sure, she could sing, and she saw a certain beauty in her body, but she never expected one, never mind two, men to be interested in her for her body. It had to be a ruse.

  “Because I am not a mistress, I am a villainess in the opera. I am beautiful but not slender and not some debutante or widow.”

  “That is precisely why we are interested,” Ralph said.

  This surprised her, based on the normal fare around town Anne would have guessed that they preferred bones to curves and while that was their prerogative, it did give Anne a painful feeling in her gut to be completely out of their league. But if they were really not interested in that type, which Anne found unlikely, then she was willing to listen. She sat back down as the server brought the next course of quail in sauce to the table.

  “It is true that we want you to be our mistress, but Ralph and I share everything, horses, and clubs included. Truthfully, we are best friends, and we do everything together. Ralph is a second son but that shouldn’t keep him out of the first state of fashion. Besides that, we just want to see if we find it more pleasurable to take two women together.”

  “So you haven’t done this before?” she asked, shocked.

  “Had mistresses yes, but shared mistresses? No. But we think it will work out,” Ralph said with a broad smile.

  Anne did not know how to respond to that; they wanted her together? How was that even possible? The thought made her stomach cramp with nerves while her core began to wet at the idea of it all. She had never felt this way before, aroused as she was. Her well-wishers and so called ‘admirers’ had never sparked such feelings in her. The exhilarating shiver that ran through her forced her to focus back on dinner. She ate in silence for a few moments before looking up at the pair. “So would you like some port with the syllabub?” Ralph asked, throwing her off for a moment.

  “Y-Yes, of course, thank you,” she said as the server cleared the last course from the table.

  “Three ports with the lemon syllabub, miss,” Jake declared, leaning back in his chair.

 
; “So if I do this, would I continue to live alone at my apartment?”

  “No you would live in our mistress house, but there is no hurry on that.”

  “So I could go with you now to try this out, what if I do not like being with two men?”

  “Have you ever been in a ménage a trois situation before?”

  “I have barely been in a ménage a dieux situation,” Anne joked, as the server sat her dessert and port in front of her.

  “If you were unhappy after a trial period we could simply part ways, but we will have a contract after that. You would still have the ability to part ways with us, but it will be more complicated after that. Is that agreeable to you?” Jake asked, sipping his port.

  “That works for me, thank you, and please call me Anne.” she remarked taking a bite of the creamy substance before setting the spoon to the side, she was too filled with anticipation to continue eating.

  As if sensing her arousal, Ralph asked, “Should we get started then, Anne?” At their nods he, rose from the table without even sampling his dessert and walked out. A moment later, after Jake paid, the two of them followed. Climbing into their carriage, they drove off into the night, ready to see where this connection might lead.

  Chapter Four

  As Anne fell to the bed, having been tossed with ease by one of the His Grace, she thought they were gods among men, no man she had met, save Teddy could carry her with such ease and he certainly could not have thrown her as if she were nothing more than a sack of potatoes. These thoughts were instantly lost as Jake joined her on the bed. Lord Jake prowled his way up the bed like a cat, all sinewy muscles seen through his shirt. His snug waistcoat had accentuated the breadth of his shoulders and leanness of his waist and hips, but without it Anne could see that he was all muscle the sinewed brawn of each arm making her want to touch him.

  Having never thought such scandalous thoughts but deciding that proprietary went out the window the moment she agreed Anne reached for Jake, using his arm to gently tug him closer. When he reached her face and leaned in for a kiss however, Anne turned away. Kissing felt far too intimate for what they were doing. Of course, Jake was in charge so he turned her into a kiss more searing than she had ever felt before. She clung to him for fear of floating away and could not help but think that if all kissing was as this she would be as eager as he seemed to be. Suddenly Ralph was there as well, working her dress in order to bare her overlarge breasts. Once done, Ralph lavished them in kisses before whispering, “These are perfect.”

  Anne was in shock, no one had ever told her that before. While she thought about this Jake worked his way down her neck and to her opposite breast, sucking the nipple straight into his mouth and releasing it with a drawn out loud pop. “Absolutely,” he says in a hot breath directly on her nipple before moving back and feasting on her lips once again while Ralph took turns enjoying each of Anne’s breasts. Nipping, licking, and suckling each one in turn, each feeling causing a pulse between Anne’s legs right at her already soaked core.

  Suddenly they pulled her up and looked at her, identical hungry smiles on their lips as they commanded her to stand. On shaking legs and with a ragged breath she stood. They grasped her hands and pulled her gently away from the bed so they could begin slowly peeling the clothes from her body. Within moments she was standing, naked and attempting to be unashamed between the two men, as they visually inspected her body with dark, heated eyes. “Turn,” His Grace instructed in a husky voice. “I wish to see all of you.” Turning in a circle, hoping they did not change their mind while at the same time unsure if she could go through with this. Just as the silence became unbearable, Ralph let out a long whistle and merely breathed the word, “Exquisite.” Then to the Duke he said, “You were right.”

  “You were the one to see me first,” Anne asked nervously.

  “Yes, I have been to your show several times. And new you would be the perfect woman for us.”

  “Perfect?” How could he say that, she believed she was beautiful in her own way but perfect?

  “Your skin is unblemished and smooth like warm cream; your breasts are big and pillowy with tight rosy buds perfect for sucking and playing with.” As if to prove his point, he filled his hands with her breasts causing Anne’s legs nearly to buckle. Anne knew in the moment that Jake’s sexy growl filled the room that she would do anything for these two men. They were sexier than any man to ever approach her, any man she had ever seen, and they were watching her as if she was a goddess making her feel truly desired for the first time in her life. Jake ran his thumb over the already tightened tip of her nipple and she gasped. He chuckled huskily and suddenly Ralph was cupping her breasts from behind, kneading roughly. Ralph rolled the sensitive nipples until Anne was squirming, all while Jake watched, his eyes ever darkening in lust. Ralph sucked her neck, marking her with his mouth in a series of love bites, causing a sinful bruise that she could not help but wonder if she would be able to cover for work when they were finished tonight. Anne shifted, loving every minute of his ministrations. Had they really known she would love this even before she did? She wanted them to take her, make her do all manner of dirty things that she did not dare admit aloud. However, at this moment, she was theirs and she would do whatever they asked. Jake stood in front of her and cupped her mound, pressing with the heel of his palm against the fevered flesh of her pleasure center. She whimpered when he pushed against her sensitive skin, teasing her with his touch. “Let’s see how wet…” and then he slipped his index finger between her folds causing her to cry out and lean back against Ralph who was luckily still behind her. Otherwise, she might not have been able to continue standing. No one had made her feel this way before and he was barely touching her. She did not know how to act, not that she was capable of rational thought at this point. “You are so responsive,” Jake said, grinning like a child on Christmas. “You are practically dripping onto the carpet where we stand.”

  This caused Anne to blush, even as Ralph whispered in her ear, “A good mistress is always ready for her man’s cock, you are doing so well sweetheart. I think it’s time to take this further. By the time this night is through you will know what it is like to have two men between your legs.”

  Anne could not get past the thought of being with both men, the thought making her even wetter, causing Jake to chuckle and say, “Yeah, I think she’s okay with that.”

  “The question is who will go first,” Ralph said.

  “First born obviously,” Jake laughed, humorlessly. They shared a knowing look and smooth as one of choreographed dances on the stage Ralph stepped away and Jake lifted her and placed her on the edge of the bed. Ralph stepped up beside her and gently brushed his thumb over her lips before leaning in and kissing her.

  He smiled, “I can’t wait to have sampled all the pleasures of your mouth.”

  Anne’s eyes widened her mouth! Clearly, she had not thought this through properly. She had never had someone in her mouth. Jake noticed her reaction and said, “Unless someone would prefer the ass first.”

  Anne’s head shook automatically, not her ass! She would rather ease into the ménage a trois so mouth it would be. She dropped open her mouth in response trying to part her lips slightly in an alluring manner. “There’s your answer,” Ralph said with a chuckle, he stepped back and began to strip.

  The men undressed, Jake’s gaze turning decidedly feral the longer they waited to take her causing Anne to shiver. Once dispensed of clothing, Jake palmed his cock, hefting the length. Anne was not sure something that large could fit into her body. Fear of the unknown dampened her wild arousal but Jake did not give her long to stew before he said, “On your knees, gorgeous.” Anne sank to the floor, Jake’s member bobbing in front of her. The blunt head that sprang from a wild bed of hair was thick. He smelled spicy and musky. She never smelled anything so arousing in her life. She wanted to bury her face in the hairs of his groin and nuzzle the thick length for comfort. Without being told what to do next Anne simply
went on instinct, sucking the big head into her mouth, marvelling at the feel of steel in a velvet glove as it slid between her lips, growing harder as she sucked and lavished all the attention she could manage with her inexperience. Clearly, her inexperience did not show as Jake groaned with each suck and flick of her tongue finally saying, “God, she’s fucking fantastic at this.” Jake gasped, threading his fingers through her hair. “Yes,” he moaned thrusting his hips against her face as she sucked harder and faster. The head of his cock banged against the back of her throat and Anne remember something one of the other actress said she swallowed him down as best he could until her nose touched his hair, at the same time reaching up to cup the twin sacs bouncing against her chin. Pulling back to breathe, a thin rivulet of saliva escaped her mouth and dribbled from the corner of her lips. Using this as lubricant, she swallowed him again, causing Jake to cry out and grab hold of her hair, loving the sounds of pleasure he made as he fucked her face with his thick cock.

  Suddenly, another cock appeared and she eagerly accepted Ralph into her mouth while continuing to rub and stroke Jake’s cock. She felt dirty yet powerful as she played and pleasured these two men. She glanced up at them through veiled lashes and saw their eyes closed as they enjoyed her touch. Suddenly Jake pulled away with a sigh and said, “Suck off my Ralph, you beautiful girl. I wish to watch you take him down your throat before I take you.”

  Immediately, Anne set to work pleasing Ralph massaging his sacs and taking him slowly closer to the back of her throat, using her hand to hold him back. She felt like Ralph liked to work for it, and she was right, as he released a loud groan of pleasure and threaded his fingers through her hair. At this action, she brought him to the back of her throat and swallowed, causing Ralph to grab hold of her head and guide himself in and out of her. As she relaxed her throat, she was able to breathe easier through her nose, allowing him to fuck her throat at his leisure. Eventually he pulled out so she could take a full breath, and she started licking along his slit, tasting the salty liquid there. While she did this, suddenly a hand caressed her back and feather light kisses began dotting her spine. Jake. Anne, so wrapped up in Ralph was suddenly overwhelmed by sensation she rose up onto her knees as Jake kissed every inch of her back all the way down to her ass which he kissed and massaged almost reverently, causing her rise higher on her haunches lean forward into Ralph. It gave Jake a better access because suddenly he began licking from clit to anus and back again, licking her womanly slit with the first exploratory flick of his tongue against her swollen hood hidden within her slick folds. She was momentarily distracted from Ralph as Jake’s tongue found and played with the hot button until she was writhing, begging for something she did not believe really existed. Nothing in her fantasies had ever felt so good, so dirty. Ralph’s hand tightened in her hair again as he thrust deeply into her mouth once more. Brought back to the rough pleasure of Ralph’s cock in her mouth she began to feel a tingle deep inside her as Jake continued to push her towards her own climax. She drew in a breath of delight when Jake laid his fingertip on the hardened jewel of her womanly center, before slipping it inside her. He continued to nip and suck on her pleasure center as he slipped a finger in and out of her, timing it with Ralph’s thrusts. Then there were two fingers thrusting deep inside her making her feel like a volcano about to erupt. She struggled against its power, but Jake held her in place with one hand as he continued to push her to the edge. Her muscles began to shake and her thighs tensed as a riot of pleasure erupted inside her. “Aahhhhh,” she moaned, wrapping an arm around Ralph’s waist to hold herself up as she was torn apart by the pleasure radiating from the clit and spreading across her nerve endings. Ralph looked down at her knowingly and she flushed at his glowing look. She wanted to cover her face with her hands as she tried to recover but she needed her hands to hold herself up. Jake joined Ralph at Anne’s head as Ralph pulled out of her mouth. “I want to see everything you feel as it crosses your face, especially after we make you cum. Understood?”