BUY ME - The Complete SeriesBy: Alexa Riley
(Mistress Auctions Book 4)
The Mistress Auction
Guarding His Obsession
Also by Alexa Riley
Stalk the Author
BUY ME Bundle
Welcome to the Mistress Auctions!
The Mistresses have been bundled together and now include the novella His First and Only, which was in the For the First Time bundle.
This book includes the entire BUY ME series, featuring a menage, a light BDSM story, a virgin hero and heroine, and a winter/summer romance.
There's a taste for everyone in here, so go on and take a bite.
Warning: BUY ME is full of alpha heroes, sassy heroines, and lots of gooey steam. It's sweet enough, dirty enough, and gosh darn it, people love it.
Thank you for going on this journey with us. We hope you’ve enjoyed The Mistress Auctions and all the characters inside. We are sad to see this world come to a close, but our motto has always been leave the party while you’re still having fun.
Please enjoy all the stories from this series in one place, including the bonus story His First and Only, which was featured in the For the First Time bundle.
We love Vegas, so we may bring back little glimpses of these characters again one day. So instead of goodbye, it’s just a pause until our next meeting.
The Cortez brothers have found the one, and they’ll do anything to own her…including buying her.
Their obsession has driven them to the point of deceit, but they didn’t get to where they are today without getting their hands dirty to get what they wanted, and they’ll do anything to have her.
Stella is desperate, and selling her virginity is her only option to save the family land. The Mistress Auction is her last hope, but when she sees the two men who buy her, she’s worried her heart won’t make it through the thirty days.
Warning: This ménage has two consumed brothers, a virgin selling her body, a Vegas casino, and a reality TV star trying to cause a scene.
Author note: Totally responsible for turning you on.
Copyright © 2016 by Alexa Riley. All rights reserved.
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Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Locales and public names are sometimes used for atmospheric purposes. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.
Edited by Aquila Editing
To Neda at Ardent Prose
Your support, encouragement, and motivation were there when we needed it most.
“No, try the white or cream nightie and tone down the makeup. She looks more like a showgirl than an innocent virgin.” The woman named Samantha is barking orders at the girl who is getting me ready. The assistant hops to and races off to find the right outfit, her long, curly red hair bouncing behind her.
I cringe inwardly at the comment. I'm not sure I want to look like a showgirl or an innocent virgin, but what choice do I really have? I’ll do whatever will get me the most money at this point. I've made my bed and now I have to lie in it. Figuratively and literally. Maybe it wasn’t me exactly who made the bed, but I sure helped tuck myself right into it. If I’m doing this, I might as well get all I can out of it. If switching out a nightie and playing up my virginity will do that, then that’s what I’m going to do.
“She's right.” At her words, I look over to the woman standing at the station next to me. She most definitely looks like a showgirl, but I'm pretty sure that's what she's going for. “Innocent virgin will get you a whole lot more money.” She winks at me and starts applying more lipstick to her already very red, plump lips. The lipstick makes her big blue eyes pop, and I can’t help but be envious of how utterly gorgeous she is. It’s like she stepped right off the pages of Maxim magazine. She has to be at least five feet nine, and if she wears the heels she has sitting on the ground next to her, she’ll be well over six feet and almost all legs. Her shoes look like they cost a couple thousand dollars, making me wonder why she’s even here if she can afford shoes like that.
Slipping off the topaz dress, I examine the white nightie the redhead brought back.