Beg Me: Sold By My Brother Read online

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  STALK GISELE

  BEG ME

  By:

  GISELE ST.CLAIRE

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher.

  Copyright © 2017 By: Gisele St.Claire

  This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Gisele St.Claire holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.

  ***

  ***

  SIGN UP FOR MY NEWSLETTER

  CLICK THE IMAGE BELOW!

  Chapter 1

  "Why are we here Aiden? This is our family cabin, where we shared memories with Mom and Dad, not a place for business deals." She asked standing in the doorway getting ready to leave and go for a swim.

  Her step-brother gave her a scolded look as he passed by and entered the foyer of the multi-million dollar cabin. "I don't want to have to tell you again Reagan. You know damn well why we're here. This is the biggest deal of my fucking life, our life and I have to seal it. You will fucking play your part... no questions asked! Do you understand?"

  Her eyes fell to the floor to avoid eye contact with his angry eyes. She hated being a pawn in all of her brother's business deals. Being used like a commodity but in the end, she always went along with it. She walked into the living room that was floor to ceiling windows and looked out at the beautiful lake below.

  Reagan Kade didn't normally make practice of lusting after her big brother's business associates. In fact, to her brother, they were supposed to be lusting after her while he herded them into signing his business deals. It was a partnership between the two that started only a year ago.

  "Rule number one, always make the best use of your assets, Reagan," her brother would tell her. 'Her assets' meant her looks and her body. Something she didn't lack. She had lush curves and ample breasts, which always drew the eye of both male and females. She could have easily passed for a runway model with her flawless and stunning looks. When her brother's associates were busy ogling her perky tits, they always lost concentration on the business at hand. At first, it hadn't been like that. Aiden had always requested that she be present while he conducted business but when she grew tired of it, Reagan expressed that she wasn't going to be his toy anymore, that is until the night he sat her down and gave her an ultimatum. It was either she be their distraction or she was cut out of the family business that he now controlled. That was an easy decision overall and it wasn't hurting anything or anyone as long as there was no physical contact. Unfortunately, she didn’t have a choice.

  This weekend though was different. Normally they would stay at their family mansion located in La Jolla, California but when Aiden told her they were flying out to Lake Tahoe to stay at the family cabin, it raised suspicion. The cabin wasn't a place for business negotiations; it was a place of family memories. But, Lucas Ferris had come to stay with them for the weekend and talk business so Reagan agreed to play hostess. Her brother Aiden had also made a huge fuss about her wardrobe and picked out certain outfits that she would wear for the weekend which was completely out of the norm.

  She didn't argue, though. When her mother, Carey remarried she was only ten and Reagan loved her new family, specifically her big brother who was twelve years older than her. Aiden and her new step-father, Sean had always treated her like blood right from the beginning but when they were both killed in a car accident eighteen months ago Reagan was crushed and terrified. She had already lost her biological father when she was a toddler and now she only had her older step brother to care for her which wouldn't be an issue financially because Aiden had inherited his father's multi-million dollar land developer company. Reagan’s biggest fear was to be alone, no family and she swore to god that would not happen.

  As she had looked over at Mr. Ferris earlier in the day she noticed he wasn't like the other business men her brother usually invited to their house. His usual business associates were older, pot-bellied and ready to keel over or at least had one foot in the grave, but Ferris didn't look a day over thirty. Okay, maybe thirty-five. She had met him a few times previous in her California home. He was extremely fit and muscular and had inky black hair just long enough that you could run your hands through. He looked to be at least six foot four and had a smoldering intense sex on a stick type of look. Handsome didn't justify his looks at all with that deep-skin tan and smoldering deep-set eyes that were dark orbs of blue.

  She found it to be strange, he didn't look like he was here for business at all and who the hell brings a bodyguard with them? The guy looked like a huge gorilla standing outside on guard for Christ sakes. She had been watching him since they had arrived and neither he nor her brother had talked over one business deal or looked at one shred of paper. She just shrugged it off.

  The beautiful day had turned into night and she noticed that Mr. Ferris seemed to be watching her too. Sometimes it felt like he was devouring her with his eyes and she couldn't help herself. When she turned to check, she noticed he made no effort to hide the fact that he was checking her out. Every inch of her. A devilish grin would pull at his lips and he would give her a slight nod of his head. Reagan found it flattering, yet at the same time disturbing and strange.

  After a late dinner, they moved into the family room and her brother and Mr. Ferris sat and exchanged light talk, while Reagan made them another round of drinks behind the wet bar. Her eyes would frequently look out at the two men, pretending to be in her game mode, but she was utterly exhausted and only wanted to go to bed. She gave the men their drinks and returned to a bar stool admiring Mr. Ferris's physique as he stood and stretched. Her eyes trailed to his broad shoulders and then up to his thick neck. When her eyes wandered up to his face, she was shocked to see the intensity in his eyes as he returned her stare. He looked like an animal ready to attack his prey and then a second later the look was gone like it was never there and replaced with a genuine smile. It made Reagan's heart race and she suddenly felt incredibly uncomfortable.

  Reagan turned in her stool to avoid his contact. What the hell was wrong with her? She was used to men staring at her but that look, Lucas’ look was different. Almost predatory and it frightened her. She was still a virgin and had just turned nineteen last week. She wasn’t very familiar with sexual feelings; oh she had her share of college guys she had dated but she knew that they either wanted her because of her money or body and she sure as hell wasn't about to hand her virginity over to some frat boy that had no idea what he was doing. Nope! She was saving herself for the right man. A man that wanted her for her and nothing more. She wanted her first time to be magical and a night to remember for the rest of her life. That wasn't so much to ask for she thought.

  A few minutes passed by and as she turned to look at her brother and guest a yawn escaped and she couldn't help but apologize as they both looked at her.

  Aiden smiled and said, "It's been a long day sis. Why don't you head to bed and we'll see you in the morning."

  "A
re you sure?" She asked raising an eyebrow and stepping off the stool. She watched Lucas stand. "Aiden's right. Go get some sleep while we exchange boring banter. Tomorrow is another day." He said giving her a sly wink.

  She turned to start walking up the large cedar staircase and stopped, turning to them, smiling. "Goodnight. I'll see you both in the morning for breakfast." As she began walking, she heard Mr. Ferris say, "Sleep well."

  When she reached the landing she headed down the hall to her room. She closed the door and shedded her clothing and slipped into only a t-shirt and kept her panties on. After spending most of the day swimming and in the sun, she was utterly exhausted. Only two days to go and this will all be over she thought to herself. She climbed into bed and covered herself up to her waist with the bedsheet and slipped into a deep sleep.

  Chapter 2

  Lucas made his way up the stairs at two thirty in the morning and walked down the hall carrying a small satchel on his left shoulder. When he reached Reagan's room he turned to his bodyguard that hovered over him and whispered. "No one comes in."

  "Yes, sir," Frankie said and nodded to his employer.

  Lucas quietly opened the door to Reagan's room and eased his way in slowly shutting the door behind him. His eyes took in the surroundings as the moonlight flooded through the window giving him the perfect amount of light to see and move around freely.

  He took a step to the edge of the bed as the light from the window illuminated Reagan's beautiful figure lying on the bed. He could see she was in a very deep sleep and he didn't want to wake her. Not yet. She was lying on the right side of the four-poster California king bed, her arms spread out across the pillows. His eyes trailed her lush body that was concealed beneath the thin sheet and her silky long strawberry blonde hair was fanned out on the pillow. He felt his cock swell as he imagined what it was going to feel like when he gripped her hair with his fists.

  He licked his lips in anticipation. Not yet, he told himself.

  He opened the small satchel that he was carrying and attached a special restraint to each of the four bedposts. Each soft casing held a mechanism that allowed him to have control of his prisoner's range of movement by increasing and decreasing the amount of slack in the cable. A devilish grin splayed across his face as he carefully removed the thin sheet that was covering her torso and legs. Not one sound or movement came from her. She was still in a heavy sleep. His head turned, looking up at each corner of the ceiling where Aiden had installed tiny cameras that you could barely see with the naked eye. It gave a full view of the bed and entire room.

  He tightened the silk robe he was wearing as he approached the edge of the bed. His eyes trailed her long legs up to the juncture between her thighs. His gaze rested on her pussy that was covered with pink sheer lace panties.

  Fuck, she was beautiful, he thought. He continued his gaze up her flat stomach to the small tee shirt she was wearing. Her nipples had hardened beneath the thin fabric from the coldness in the air. Her full lips, creamy olive skin, and dark sooty lashes were making his cock stir below in his robe. Not wanting to wait for a second longer, he moved quickly and placed the pliable rubber bracelets to her wrists and ankles and reached out, brushing his thumbs over her taut nipples. He cupped one full breast in his palm, squeezing slightly and then rubbed the stiff peak. His eyes ran to her face when she moaned softly in her sleep at his touch.

  Losing his control, he squeezed tightly around the one breast and she licked her lips and moaned again. He leaned over and slid his hand along her inner thigh, his thumb and fingers lightly grazing her pussy through

  the fabric.

  "Mmm..." She moved slightly. Lucas could feel his excitement build as the blood flowed down to his cock at the sight before him and the events that were about to play out. He slid his hands along her arms and grasped her

  wrists, his face only an inch from hers as he whispered. "Reagan, wake up." His fingers once again grazed her pussy lips over the fabric and she stirred. "Wake up Reagan." He whispered again.

  He watched as she slowly opened her eyes trying to adjust to the darkness. Her eyes fluttered open and then they focused on him. Her eyes were wide orbs of hazel and instantly filled with fear and confusion.

  “What the fu-” She said.

  **

  Reagan was in utter shock. When her brain finally comprehended what the fuck was happening she totally lost it. Ferris was covered in only a silk robe and when she tried to sit up, she discovered she was bound to the bed. Panic consumed her as she realized the bastard had tied her up! She strained uselessly against the bonds and screamed. "AIDEN! HELP! Please help me, Aiden!"

  Ferris clamped a hand over her mouth, silencing her. "Shhh," he growled. "No one is going to save you, Reagan." She stared up at him and all she saw was malevolent gems. There was no compassion in his dark blue eyes. No guilt or sympathy. Reagan didn't believe him as she glared at him, waiting for her brother to respond to her scream. There was only silence. No one came as the minutes passed by, the two of them with their eyes locked on one another.

  "Reagan, there is no need to scream." He removed his hand slowly from her mouth and smiled.

  "What the fuck are you doing? Why am I tied up?" she spat.

  Unbelievably he lowered his head and nuzzled her neck, answering, "You're part of this weekend's business deal, I'm afraid." He licked and nipped her earlobe sharply with his teeth, making her gasp and fight the restraints once again. "Aiden made this deal so appealing, that I just couldn't refuse."

  Lucas shifted his weight and laid his hands back on her breasts, kneading them through her tee shirt.

  "Take your fucking hands off me!" She narrowed her eyes at him, willing every bit of angry hatred she felt in her words. "Conducting a business deal with my brother doesn't entitle you to feel me up!"

  A devilish grin pulled at his lips. "Oh but you're wrong Reagan. You are the biggest part of the business deal. Fuck, you taste so good," He growled, his breath hot against her neck. "Like vanilla."

  Reagan strained and twisted her body in an effort to get the bastard off of her but it was useless. It only made him laugh. "You're insane. My brother would never do this."

  Ferris raised his head, staring down at her and cocked an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that? I'm taking over your brother's business, Reagan and you were part of that deal whether you like it or not."

  "You're fucking crazy!" She spat through gritted teeth. He rolled her nipples rough between his fingers as he let out a deep laugh. "You don't know your step-brother very well. I assure you he has and in the fine print of the addendum he signed tonight, he gave you to me."

  "Fuck you! You're lying. AIDEN!" She screamed. "What did you do to him?"

  Ferris let out another amused laugh and then stood up, shaking his head, and opened the bedroom door. When she turned her head and saw her brother standing there, she froze. It felt as though all the blood in her body had just been drained. Her brain refused to function or try to adapt to the reality of what was happening. This can't be happening. No! He was the only family she had left. How could he do this?

  "Aiden?" Confusion marred Reagan's features.

  "Do what he says, Reagan," her brother said coldly without emotion. It was like an icy dagger had just impaled her heart.

  "Aiden? No! You can't do this! Please, you can't be serious?" She felt the first tear roll down the side of her cheek as she looked at her brother's vacant icy stare. "You're the only family I have Aiden. Please don't do this to me. Please." She begged.

  Lucas shook his head and firmly ushered her brother back into the hallway. She could hear them talking in whispered tones and couldn't make out what they were saying. This has to be a fucking nightmare. How could he do this to her? She loved him, was always loyal to him. Fuck!

  Chapter 3

  Shutting the door behind him, Lucas came back in the room. The dark predator bore down on her, a wicked hunger in his dark blue eyes.

  "Yo
ur brother negotiated an extra million out of me by ensuring you're a virgin. That was a surprise bonus, and I was content to pay the extra money."

  His eyes swept over her body, making her feel hot from head to toe and fear gripped her not knowing what he was going to do to her.

  "If you knew me, Reagan, you'd know that there are two things at which I excel. Two very important things that drive me. Business and sex. This deal allows me to satisfy both cravings at once." He said with a devilish grin.

  Ferris climbed onto the bed next to her, laying his hand on her stomach, lightly tracing circles around her belly button. "I'm not going to hurt you, but I will most definitely have you, Reagan. Whether you like it or not. Nothing you say will stop me. Nothing you do will change the fact that I'm going to fuck you. Very soon...and very hard."

  Her mouth wouldn't work. She tried and she could feel her heartbeat speed up and pound through her chest. She could only watch in silence as he slipped his hand under the elastic of her panties and pushed a long thick finger through the little airstrip of pubic hair she had. When his finger reached the moistness that had begun to gather between her pussy lips, she shuddered as pleasure saturated her body, despite her rejection and the fact she was scared to death.

  His blue eyes flashed wickedly and a grin pulled at the corners of his full lips as he felt her wetness. "So wet, this will make it much easier on you."

  Lucas pulled up her shirt exposing her taut nipples. He bent down and took one nipple in his hot, wet mouth. As he sucked on it, his finger continued to probe her pussy, massaging her own creamy arousal into her skin. He pushed his finger further inside to verify her virginity, satisfied when

  he felt a barrier to his intrusion. Reagan's breath hitched when she realized that she was enjoying his touch. It made her feel dirty and she thrashed and bucked against him, taking him by surprise.