Possessed by Passion (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 9)

“I’m yours. Now and forever, Masters.”

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A month later

Paris sat between Mick and Dustin in the truck. Mick drove into the driveway. Her eyes widened, seeing their new home.

“Oh my God, it’s beautiful. You built me a wraparound porch.”

“We sure did.” Dustin squeezed her thigh.

“Please let me out.”

“Of course, baby.” Mick parked.

Dustin exited the truck, holding the passenger door for her.

Paris ran up to the house. “Just look at it.” She spun around, smiling at her two husbands. “The steps, the window boxes, everything. Oh, the porch swing is amazing.” She headed straight for it, sitting down in the middle of the seat. “I always wanted a porch swing. We can sit here and drink wine in the evening and watch our gorgeous Colorado sunsets together.”

Mick pointed to the yard. “Not just the sunsets, honey. Our five boys and three girls playing here.”

“My God, that’s a lot of kids to raise, Mick. You have it all planned out, don’t you?”

“Both of us do,” Dustin said. “Which one do you want to leave out, baby? Little Paris? Or Mick Jr.?”

Mick laughed. “Hey, if we’re nixing names I think Dustin Jr. might be the first to go. It doesn’t roll off the tongue like Mick Jr.”

Dustin laughed. “I think we should take a vote on that, bro. Dustin Jr. has a much better ring to it in my opinion. Paris, don’t you agree?”

He and Mick walked over, sitting on opposite sides of her.

“I won’t be the tiebreaking vote on this one, fellas.” She smiled, shaking her head. God, she loved them both so very much but wasn’t quite ready to think about that big of a family. Best to start with one or two first, though she, too, wanted lots of children one day. “What other names have you picked out for our eight children?”

Dustin put his arm around her. “Of course we think our three dads should get a namesake each. Our mom, too. But the first girl, if it’s okay with you, we’d like to name after your sweet mother.”

Mick grabbed her hands and squeezed. “I can just see little Vera running around the yard with her long, dark hair blowing in the wind.”

“I can, too.” She kissed them both on the cheeks. “I have a great idea. Vera Louise Paris Ryder for the first girl. And for the first boy, let’s name him Dustin Mick Leo Larry Edwin Ryder.”

They laughed.

“Sweetheart, I think a compromise is in order but we can figure that out down the road.” Mick pulled her in tight and kissed her, causing her toes to curl.

Paris turned and faced the house, joy flooding every inch of her body. “This is my dream come true, guys.”

“Sweetheart, you deserve all of this,” Dustin said. “And more.”

“I still can’t believe you guys built my wraparound porch. It’s absolutely perfect.”

Dustin kissed her, sending fresh tingles throughout her body. “You’re the one who is absolutely perfect, baby.”

When Dustin released Paris, he turned to them. “I’ve got a great idea.”

“And what’s that?”

“Let’s begin the rest of the tour in our master bedroom.” Mick stood and lifted her into his arms. “I want to get started on bringing the first baby Ryder into the world.”

“Hell yeah, Mick,” Dustin said. “We can finish the rest of the tour after.”