Page 25 of Mutual Obsessions

Ask him to move in. Our rooms are big enough to share. We are in his bed or he is in ours every night. It’s time.

I was pleased Stephen left this gesture to me. Since we’d made our agreement in June, we were less challenging and combative with each other, which made for a lovely existence. I wished I’d have accepted his thoughts on Farrah a long time ago—but then again, I doubt I could have come to terms with it if Ryker hadn’t come along.

“I’m sorry, Ryker. Do you want to stay and meet new roommates, or do you want to find a new place to live?”

“I don’t see where I have a choice.”

No! We’re not helping him move into another place. We want him to live with us!

“I’ve got this,” I mumbled under my breath.

Ryker glanced at me and smirked. “Is Stephen bothering you?”

“Of course he is. This is something we’ve talked about for a while now, but would you consider moving in with us? I mean, you don’t have to share our apartment. You could have Rory and Cubby’s room if you’d rather not share with us. It would be delightful to have you nearby, and we’re closer to your firm than the Dauphine house.”

Stephen was silent, so I must have done a good job. That made me feel better.

“Won’t it be crowded with the three of us?” Ryker’s voice was low and sensual, and as much as I loved him, I knew it was more Stephen’s playground.

“Come out.”

Stephen

I leaned forward and kissed Ryker’s soft lips. “Please, move in with us. We want you with us all the time. As Etienne said, you can have Rory’s room if you wish for privacy, but I want you in our bed every night. We love feeling you by our side as you sleep. You make the cutest little snores.”

Ryker chuckled and shoved me a bit as I sipped the wine that was part of him. It was a beautiful gesture for him to make after Sabine told him about the Halston Coven we’d met in Albany fifty years ago.

The Halston’s flavored their wine with human blood, and it was delicious. They never shared how they got their blood, but now that we had Ryker, we enjoyed tasting him when we had drinks in the evenings after he finished work.

It was only outdone by getting to taste him when I had him naked. Etienne didn’t hate it, even though his Puritan sensibilities would never allow him to admit it.

Ryker stared into my eyes. “I’d love to live with both of you. When will you change me?”

Etienne was tugging on me, but I wasn’t relinquishing control. I needed to speak my mind on the subject for both of them to hear. “No time soon. We’ve just started loving you, Ryker. You’re only twenty-five, so there’s plenty of time, mon amour. Let’s enjoy what life has to offer right now.”

I leaned forward and kissed his beautiful mouth, and Etienne hummed his approval. I was overcome with desire for Ryker, so I took his hand and led him through the kitchen and up the stairs to our room.

Tonight, while Ryker slept, I would take Thomas with me to the house on Dauphine, collect his belongings, and bring them to The House of Tremblay so he would wake in his new home with all his belongings. But first…

I led Ryker to the third floor and opened the door. When he was inside, I held him in my arms. “I have an idea about how to celebrate your move.”

Ryker chuckled. “I bet you do. Tell me.”

“I want you to make love to me. Someday, I’ll make love to you, but not until you’re a bit sturdier. You, however, can make love to me and pound me into the mattress. I’d really enjoy that.”

“Your wish is my desire.”

I chuckled. “Now you sound like Etienne.”

“I love you too, Etienne.”

Ryker removed his clothes quickly, taunting me with his beautiful body. I was nearly speechless at his proud jutting cock. The idea of him inside me was everything I wanted. No other had gone before him, just as it should be.

I stepped over to the sound system from downstairs and turned on the speakers so the same beautiful music playing in the dining rooms wafted through our bedroom. I turned down the volume until it was a sensual background to what we were about to do.

Ryker slowly unbuttoned my ivory silk shirt as he placed kisses down my chest, stopping to bite my nipples and drive me wild with desire. He slowly unbuttoned my jeans and lowered the zipper. “Hmm.” He buried his nose in the hair above my cock and inhaled, making me weak in the knees.

Sliding the jeans from my hips, he kissed across my left hipbone to the right before shoving my jeans down enough to release my cock. I was hard as steel.

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