Eden Books Auctioned To Daddy

Bought and paid for… by Daddy.

I’m desperate, I’m broke, and I need tuition money. So when I learn about an exclusive virgin auction, it seems like the perfect solution to my woes. But who is the surprisingly attractive bidder willing to pay top dollar?

The mystery man turns out to be the father who abandoned me.

He has no idea.

James is commanding, powerful, older, and my attraction to him is downright taboo but impossible to resist. He’s paid a fortune for me and he’s going to make sure he gets his money worth…

He’s getting so much more than he paid for, and he has no idea what it’s going to cost him.

Auctioned to Daddy is book 1 of a continuing series. It features a dominant, older father and the virgin daughter he can’t resist, filthy dirty talk, and a forbidden attraction.

Note: Father/Daughter incest with dubcon themes, but it’s not dark.

Word count: 5500. All characters are 18+The cover picture is 100% created with AI.

Excerpt

This place doesn’t exactly follow the law, so you need a recommendation from someone to get in the door. My friend Jannie auctioned off her virginity last year, and she helped me get in. She told me she got enough for two years of tuition. I hope I can get that much.

“Strip. Robes only,” barks the coordinator, her sleek bob as sharp as her tone.

The silk robe slides across my skin as I shed my sundress and panties. Despite the warmth backstage, my n*pples tighten against the smooth fabric. My blonde hair falls past my shoulders in soft waves, and I catch my reflection in a nearby mirror. Not bad—perky br3asts, slim waist, the kind of body that makes guys stare in class. Tonight, that attention better translate into serious cash.

The crowd buzzes on the other side of the curtain. I peek through a gap and spot rows of men in expensive suits, their expressions hungry. My stomach flips.

“This one’s gold,” a voice behind me drawls. “Blonde, stacked, tight little body—she’ll bring top dollar.”

Heat floods my cheeks, but something deeper stirs too. Their crude assessment shouldn’t turn me on, but fIck if it doesn’t.

The auctioneer’s voice cuts through my thoughts. “Next up is Tara.”

Shit, that’s me. The stage lights blind me as I step out. Cool air hits my skin as the auctioneer tugs on the belt of my robe. The fabric pools at my feet, and I fight the urge to cover myself, forcing my arms to stay at my sides while dozens of eyes roam over my naked body.

The room falls silent, only to then erupt in murmurs. Their stares feel like physical touches, and my p*ssy clenches in response. What the hell is wrong with me? I should feel mortified, not aroused.

Numbers fly back and forth, climbing higher than I’d dared to hope. My attention locks onto one bidder—distinguished, with salt-and-pepper hair. He radiates power, and something inside me responds.

“Fifty thousand.” His voice resonates through me.

“Sixty thousand!” another voice counters.

“Seventy-five.” His eyes never leave mine, promising things that make my thighs clench.

When someone else bids 100,000, the guy who holds my stare calls out, “One hundred and fifty thousand.”

After a few moments of silence, the gavel crashes down. “Sold for one hundred and fifty thousand!”

I stumble backstage in shock. The bidders pay a fee to the auction house on top of what they bid, so that one hundred and fifty thousand is all to me.

As I get dressed again, my mind whirls. Why would someone pay that much for me? That’s easily two years of college plus living expenses. I won’t have to worry about money until my last year.

Once I’m dressed, a worker leads me down a hallway into a waiting room.

The guy who won me is there, waiting.

“I’m James,” he introduces himself, and his deep voice sends shivers down my spine.

Okay, yeah, I can f*ck this guy. He’s smoking hot.

The worker leaves us, and before I can introduce myself, he speaks again.

“You’re mine now.” His gaze rakes over my body. “I’m going to make you scream my name. Understand?”

Oooh, god. My mouth is suddenly dry, and I can only nod.

What have I gotten myself into?