29. Ryder
Chapter 29
Ryder
Epilogue
December - Two Months Later
“Are you sure you want to move in with these men so quickly?” Emma asked as she taped up a box for me.
“Definitely. Yeah, it all happened fast, but I love them. They healed me in ways you can’t even imagine.”
“Okay, if you’re sure. We’re going to miss you around here.”
I pulled the smaller woman into a hug. “I’m going to miss y’all, too.”
“Especially me!” Atlas said, falling onto my mattress and stretching out like a cat. Well, it wasn’t mine anymore. It belonged to the complex.
“Yes, especially you, At.”
“I’m texting you some links, Rye. It will have some meditation techniques and music to go with it. Use it when you feel that grief coming on again,” Luna said, punching away at her phone.
“Thanks, I will.”
She’d been pushing me to learn how to relax my mind, and I found it surprisingly helpful when I could clear my head, especially when those twinges of grief hit me. Knox had also set me up with a therapist, who also helped a lot.
I taped up the last box and looked around. “Wow, I have so little to show for living here for over a year.”
Emma stood next to me and looked around. “Very sparse. I hope when you move into the other house, you put a piece of yourself in it and not have your space look so temporary.”
“That’s what I want. For the longest time, I just felt so temporary, you know? Like I wasn’t sure if I was going to stay in the city, move on to somewhere else, or eventually go back home. Running from grief clearly wasn’t the way to go.”
“You did what you could to get through it, Rye,” Luna said. “There’s no wrong way to grieve.”
I spread my arms out. “Come here.” Atlas stood, and everyone gathered around me as we held each other. “Stay in touch.”
“The same goes for you,” Atlas said.
A knock sounded behind me, and I turned to find Finn leaning against the doorjamb, smiling at me. Knox stood behind him with a hand resting on Finn’s shoulder.
“Ready?” Knox asked.
“I am.”
Two days later, my furniture came in and was set up in my new bedroom.
Knox provided me with whatever furniture I wanted, along with a massive king-size bed. I couldn’t wait to break it in with my two men.
I made my room more contemporary and less modern than how Knox and Finn had theirs. It was minimalist, but we got the bedroom set at Pottery Barn. While I loved it, it was weird to have Knox pay for everything. But he waved me away, claiming it was his job to take care of me, just like he did for Finn.
Once I finished making the bed with my new sheets and comforter, Finn walked in and set a picture frame on the nightstand, next to the only one I had from college with Waylon. “There. Something else that’s personal.”
I lifted the image and smiled at the three of us. Finn had taken a selfie of us by the pool outside when the leaves were turning.
“Thank you, Finn. I love it.”
I set it down and walked over to the large window overlooking the garden outside. I didn’t have a pool view, but it was beautiful, nonetheless. Even better? It had recently started snowing, dusting the ground in a blanket of white. I’d always loved the snow.
Finn stood next to me and wrapped an arm around my waist, and I held him back as we looked out at the winter wonderland.
“It’s so rare to have snow right before Christmas. Usually, we get it in January or February,” he said.
“I love it.”
“I wish you could stay with us for Christmas.”
“My parents need me. I didn’t see them last year, and I can’t even imagine the pain I must have caused them, being not only without my sister but without me.”
“You were grieving. I’m sure they understand.”
I smiled when two large arms wrapped around Finn and me. “I’m glad you’re going, even if we’re going to miss you,” Knox said.
“You can always come with me.”
He chuckled. “Your parents are still getting used to us. Let’s give our relationship more time first. Plus, they need this holiday with just you. You all need some more healing, I think.”
Finn and I turned to face Knox and held him back.
“Where did you go today, Father? You didn’t tell us you were leaving.”
“That’s what I came to see you about. Now, don’t be upset with me, Precious, but I had a visit with a Mr. Marc Laurent, who just happened to be in DC today.”
Finn stiffened, and his brow furrowed. “Just happened to be?”
“With my insistence. Let’s just say he shouldn’t be bothering any more young men from now on.”
“W-what did you do, Father?”
“Don’t you worry about it. Just know that I will always protect what is mine. He touched you and made you do something against your will. I couldn’t let that stand.”
“Sir… you didn’t do something that will land you in jail, did you?” I asked.
Knox chuckled. “I didn’t have to. That man about pissed his pants when I made my threats—very real threats after I called in some favors to people who have the power to destroy his entire world. For now, they’ve destroyed his business. It’s nice to have connections with the club. Anyway, men like Laurent are always cowards, trying to have the power they lack through control and manipulation. Corner them, and they fold faster than a shitty hand of poker. I would rather see him in jail, but it’s been hard to get the models to come forward. Maybe one day, he’ll fall for good. For now, he should be leaving the men alone. He’ll be lucky to photograph pets at this point.”
Finn held Knox tighter and rested his head on Knox’s chest. “Thank you, Father.”
“You’re welcome, Precious.”
He looked at me and kissed my forehead. “That goes for you, too. If anyone pulls a stunt like that or hurts you, tell me immediately and I will destroy them.”
“Thank you,” I said.
He pulled away from us and looked around the room. “Looking good, Sweet Boy. As much as I would like to break it in, we’ll have to do it later. Besides, tomorrow night, we have a reservation at the club.”
Finn and I looked at each other, smiling like loons. I couldn’t wait.
When Knox, Finn, and I stepped inside the locker room to strip down, I suddenly stopped in my tracks with my guys crashing in behind me, and I nearly fell forward were it not for Knox grabbing me and holding me steady.
“Sorry,” I mumbled as I stared at the three men by a set of lockers. Two of them were large and muscular, peppering the smaller man with kisses. Though the man in the middle was wearing a mask and was naked, I recognized that olive Greek skin and those nearly black curls.
“Atlas?”
His dark eyes behind the mask went wide, then narrowed at me, before they filled with recognition. “Holy shit… Ryder?” He looked at my guys behind me. “Hello, ah… Knox and Finn.”
They nodded at him. “Atlas. Good to see you,” Knox said as Finn waved to him.
“I never expected to see you in a sex club,” I said to him.
He stood proudly, completely naked and hard, threading his hands through the elbows of the men flanking him, who were naked with… impressive cocks. “I could say the same about you.”
“Well, we don’t come often, but we like coming here to unwind. Who are your guys?”
“Well, this gorgeous one on my right is Hugh, and the stunning one on my left is Linden. Sirs, this is my old roommate and dear friend, Ryder.”
Holy crap, they were his new bosses, who were also cousins. I said nothing to maintain their anonymity. I had no say in who he slept with since I slept with my boss as well.
“You should watch us some time, Rye. We put on quite the show.”
I smirked. “I have no doubt about that.” God, did I want him watching us? We were pretty out in the open whenever we played, so it wasn’t like I had a say.
“I need to watch you all, too, if you don’t mind,” he said.
What the hell? I shrugged. “Go for it.”
Knox rested a hand on my shoulder. “Do you want to return another time?”
I smiled back at him. “Nah, this is fine.” This was a sex club, after all. I couldn’t be shy about it if I wanted to do this with my guys. Despite what I said, it would still be odd to have Atlas watch. And honestly, I wasn’t fully on board with watching my old roommate, either. Being a voyeur was Knox’s kink. Exhibiting was Finn’s. I just wanted to be buried between them and told what to do, no matter where we were.
The three other men left as Knox, Finn, and I got naked. Then we headed to our reserved space and climbed in.
“What’s the plan, Daddy?” Finn asked.
I sat on my heels, waiting for his instructions as well.
Knox cupped each of our faces and smiled fondly. “Sweet Boy? I want our precious to fuck you, as I fuck Precious. But I want Sweet Boy on his back watching us fuck,” he said, not using our names out loud.
My body involuntarily shuddered, clearly on board with the idea. “Sounds fun, sir.”
“Ooh, hot, Daddy!”
Finn and I were wearing plugs, so we didn’t have to waste time working each other open. We could put on a show for that another day.
I looked through the curtain to see Atlas now dressed, sitting down on one of his boss’ lap, his legs stretching out on the other, who played with Atlas’ bare feet. They seemed quite taken with my old roommate. I was happy for him. Not so much putting on a show for him, but you couldn’t pay me to stop this. This was more for Knox and Finn, and I would do anything to please them, especially after all they’d done for me.
With a deep breath, I bent forward, my ass in the air, facing the crowd as Knox sat off to the side to work my plug out of me. Now empty, he played with my stretched-open hole for a little while before doing the same to Finn.
Once we were ready, I rolled onto my back, where Finn shoved my legs far back, lined himself up, and sunk his cock into my lubed hole fast and hard. My back arched off the bed, and I groaned from the burn and stretch. When my body accepted him, I felt full, and all was right in my world. My friend watching us was soon forgotten.
Finn bent down, which pushed his cock even deeper inside, and kissed me full of sloppy tongue. My hands explored his smooth back before working their way through his hair, tugging at it to pull him in for more.
A loud smack sounded, and Finn groaned in my mouth. His head was ripped away from my mouth, and I opened my eyes to see Knox with a fistful of hair and kissing Finn as he pinched and twisted one of his nipples, pulling a whiny groan from him.
Knox let go of Finn, shoved him forward, and plunged himself into Finn’s ass.
They were heavy on me, my legs shoved back as far as they would go, as Knox did most of the work. Each time he sank into Finn, Finn would sink into me.
While they were heavy, it was comforting. I felt safe and protected. I trusted my men immensely.
Finn craned his head and kissed Knox again before leaning down and kissing me. He was a little sweaty, and his lips tasted like salt, but I loved it.
The air in the small space turned humid and warm from our heavy breathing and sweat.
Finn whimpered in my mouth; no doubt Knox had been hitting his prostate. He did the same for me with his piercing, making my eyes roll in my head. Soon, his body froze, and warm cum filled me and marked me.
“Good boy,” Knox said to him, out of breath. “Pull out and put his plug back in.”
Finn left me empty, but soon he filled me with my plug to hold in his cum for as long as Knox deemed fit.
There were pleasing murmurs behind the curtain that I tried to ignore, which went suddenly silent again when Finn sucked down my cock as Knox fucked him again.
I was so close already from Finn hitting my hot button so many times, and his body giving me friction on my dick as he fucked me.
“Make him come quickly, Precious. I’m close, but our Sweet Boy needs to come next.”
Finn dug in his tongue on the underside of the head before sucking me down again. A few bobs and I was done for, quickly coming into Finn’s mouth. I fisted the sheets underneath me and cried out.
As my body grew numb and lifeless, Knox pounded into Finn like hell, gripping his hips so tightly that bruises would be left behind.
Knox grunted and froze before milking out the last drop of cum inside him. He pulled out and quickly plugged up Finn.
“Oh, I like that. They have to wear each other’s cum. So hot,” I heard Atlas say a little too loud—no doubt so I could hear him.
We wiped ourselves down with a couple of towels we’d brought and climbed out of the small space. I loved knowing I had Finn’s cum trapped in me. Atlas wasn’t wrong. It was hot.
When I stood upright, Atlas bounded over to me and pulled me into a hug, as awkward as it was being naked. “So sexy! You have to watch me next!”
Before I could respond, he was yanked away by his bosses, and they growled at him for touching another man, especially a naked one.
Instead of looking contrite, Atlas beamed at the jealous attention. I huffed a laugh. That was so typical of Atlas. I was happy for him.
We quickly said our goodbyes, got dressed, and headed home. My home. It now belonged to all of us. For the first time in over a year, I felt whole again. Complete. Finn and Knox did that for me.
Once we got home, I pulled them both into a group hug. “Thank you for this.”
“For what?” Finn asked.
“For everything. For freeing me. I love you both so much.”
Knox chuckled and kissed my head. “And we love you, Sweet Boy.”