My Ex’s Roommates: A Reverse Harem College Sports Romance (Ex Marks the Spot)
My Ex’s Roommates: Chapter 31

“Can we take it slow at first? I’m nervous.” Harper licked her lips again, a nervous tick I’d never noticed before, and let out a quiet laugh. “I know we’ve all already slept together but I’m nervous and I don’t know why.”

I wanted to pull her into my lap and hold her. She looked younger without her makeup and with her hair piled on the top of her head, held there with a big claw thing. I liked that she hadn’t gotten all dressed up to talk to us. I couldn’t remember a single time seeing her without her makeup while she’d dated Jake. I was seeing more and more that it wasn’t who she really was. She’d just been putting on an act.

“We can take it slow. It’s not like we know what we’re doing, either.” I shrugged. “Should we figure out rules or something?”

Carter laughed. “I should’ve known that even in the bedroom, you’d be serious.”

Harper’s eyes met mine and a blush colored her cheeks even as a smile lifted her lips. She bit her lip and looked away quickly but that blush lingered. “What kind of rules?”

I cleared my throat. “Maybe not rules but more like parameters. We already know that we don’t want anyone touching you besides us. And we won’t be touching anyone besides you.”

“Sex.” Silas gave a deep belly laugh at the surprised look on Harper’s face. He shook his head and managed to pull himself together. “I mean we should talk about sex. There’s three of us and one of you. Are we about to divvy up days of the week? Make a calendar to hang on the fridge?”

“You’re not hanging anything from my fridge.” I frowned at him.

“Will we always take turns? Or…” Harper’s eyes went comically wide when all three of us nearly broke our necks turning to look at her so fast. “I’m not asking for anything! I just read a lot, you know? Sometimes in those books two or all of the boyfriends share the woman…at once. And now that I’m saying this out loud, I feel like a freak and would like to run into traffic. Oh, my god.”

She might’ve been embarrassed but the rest of us in the room had just had our minds blown. I shifted in my seat as the images in my head turned filthy. Carter crossed his leg over his knee and by the look of pain on his face I knew that he, too, was feeling the heat.

Silas sat back and stretched his legs out in front of him, the picture of ease if you didn’t count the pillow he’d placed over his lap. “Is that something you could imagine with us?”

It seemed like that was more than she could handle while sitting down. She paced back and forth beside the couches, her hands clenching and releasing at her sides. “I swear to god, if the three of you ever utter a word of this to anyone else, I’ll neuter you. Yes. I can imagine a lot of things but that doesn’t mean that you guys need to put yourselves in a weird position to make what I want happen. I’m being so fucking greedy already.”

I stood up and caught her wrist so I could pull her down on my lap. As soon as my arms went around her, she settled. “I can only speak for myself but you would have to ask for a lot more than that to make me uncomfortable.”

Silas nodded. “As long as no one else touches my cock but you, I’m great.”

Carter snorted. “Well there went my big plan.”

I felt the tension leave Harper’s body as she laughed at Carter. I couldn’t help taking advantage and pressing a kiss to the side of her neck. “Any hard limits that we should know about when it comes to the three of us being with you together?”

Her entire body shuddered and her breathing picked up. She shook her head and then hesitated. “I’m not into bathroom stuff. That’s not just for group activities. Jake asked if he could pee on me one time and I almost karate chopped his dick off. It’d be a lot easier with the three of you. There’s a lot more chopping room.”

Carter had just taken a sip of beer and it spewed out of his mouth, soaking the entire front of his body. “I’m going to kill that asshole.”

“I think… I think that’s it. I’m open to trying new things.” Harper took a second and then smiled at us. “This is not a conversation I ever thought I’d be having.”

“Any regrets so far?” I rested my hand on her thigh, needing to touch her more than I was.

“No. None. Well. One. But it’s Jake and that’s not y’all’s fault.” She laughed and whatever tension had been lingering broke. “Are we going to eat the pizza now? Because I’ve been getting a lot of exercise lately and I’m starving now that I’m not dreading having a tough conversation.”

“Come back over here. I’m lonely.” Carter pouted at Harper and I scowled at him as it worked. When she sat next to him and grabbed her pizza, he wagged his eyebrows at me. “That’s better.”

The front door slammed open and Carter groaned. The only person who ever came into the house like that was Casey. Sure enough, a few seconds later she appeared in the living room, her eyes going wide as she saw the four of us sitting and eating together. She hesitated for just a few seconds before she got over her surprise and looked at Harper. “I need girl talk.”

Harper grabbed one of the pizzas and two beers. “That’s me!”

Carter grunted. “Everything okay?”

His twin shot him a glare. “Are you a girl, Carter? Nope? Then mind your own business.”

He held up his hands. “Jesus.”

Harper stopped in the doorway and smiled back at us. “See you later, I guess?”

Silas glared at Carter but we waited until we heard Harper’s door close upstairs before we started talking. “I hate you right now.”

“That’s not my fault.” Carter crossed his arms. “You think I wanted that conversation to end?”

“I’m sneaking into her room tonight.” I laughed as they both looked at me in shock. “What? I called it.”

We heard Casey raising her voice upstairs and Silas sighed before looking back at us. “Did I dream all of that or did the woman I thought was a frigid pain in the ass until recently just invite us to group sex?”

“No, that happened.” Carter took a long pull from his beer and glanced at the stairs again. “I’m going to kill Casey. I can’t even appreciate how insane our lives just became because I’m worried about her.”

Another shout from upstairs had each of us wincing. Whatever Casey was upset about, it was going to take precedent over finishing a conversation with us. I would’ve been lying if I said I didn’t like how fast Harper jumped into action to take care of someone she barely knew. She was a good girl. Well. Mostly.