Claimed by the Trillionaires (Menage for Mankind Book 5) by Ella Mansfield Page B

filled with laughter. "Did you do it just to make him angry?"
    "Of course, I did.  He's annoying, don't you think?"
    Sarah shrugged.  "I don't really know him well enough to say.  I don't know any of you very well."
    Trystan pulled her closer so her head was on his shoulder.  "What do you want to know?"
    Sarah was surprised by the question.  "Everything.  Remember, I grew up in a world where people looked down on one another all the time.  The community was isolated.  It was only through my schooling, and the other girls being sold off the past few years that I knew what was happening in the world.  They didn't tell us about women dying off."
    Trystan was surprised by that.  "You didn't have screen time?"
    "Screen time?" she asked, shaking her head.  "What is that?"
    Trystan gestured to the screen in front of him with the Red Rover game still going but muted.  "That's a screen."
    "Oh!  No, we didn't have those.  We had books that were deemed appropriate and computers, but the computers were very limited.  They were made for the community, so we only were able to access certain things.  Current events was not one of those things."  She sighed.  "Am I going to be able to continue my schooling?  I only have eighteen months to go."  She bit her lip, waiting for the answer.  She knew it shouldn't feel so important still, but to her it was.
    Trystan nodded.  "Definitely.  You might have to go a bit slower if a baby is born soon, but I see no reason to stop your schooling."
    Sarah perked up at that news.  "Oh good!  I was hoping that would be the case.  I want to learn as much as I can.  Maybe I'll change my major to social studies, so I can learn what has happened in the world since our community went into hiding.  Our local school was only allowed to teach what happened until the community chose to break off from the world.  We weren't even given a reason, just that laws were being passed that went against God's laws."  Sarah squirmed a little on Trystan's lap.  Why couldn't she be around men and not be so darned horny?
    Brice frowned.  "So you didn't know about the law to abolish child birth? The law that was supposed to save women untold pain and suffering?"
    "Not until I started college," she answered.  "And there is untold pain and suffering involved.  I was there when my mother gave birth to my youngest brother.  It was terrible."  She shrugged.  "My community considered it an abomination to not allow women to give birth.  So, they broke away.  It worked for us, because we still have women.  Of course, the community now just seems to concentrate on the parts of God's word they care about."
    "What do they care about?" Trystan asked.
    "Staying pure.  Nothing else matters.  It's fine to sell off your daughters to four men at a time, but it's not fine to allow them to be alone with men at all before you do sell them off!  I think they've forgotten that 'the love of money is the root of all evil.'"
    Jaron frowned.  "Do you hate us for buying you?"  He couldn't bear the idea that she would be unhappy with them, not when they'd already received so much pleasure from her.
    Sarah laughed.  "Honestly, I've never felt so free in my life.  I mean, it's odd knowing that I'll never see my family again, but being here frees me up to explore a side of myself I had to keep suppressed."  Even saying the words had the moisture flowing to her pussy.
    Brice grinned. "And that part is?" He reached a hand down to her upper thigh, moving it up to cup her mound under her robe. 
    She let out a low moan.  "That part of course."
    There was the sound of throat clearing at the door, and Sarah sat upright on Trystan's lap, embarrassed that someone other than her husbands would see her doing something so sexual.
    "Your food is ready, ma'am," the chef said from the doorway, his eyes wide and fascinated. 
    Sarah got to her feet, pushing her robe down and turning her back to the chef while she knotted it more