Jane's Team: A High School Reverse Harem Romance

by Janie Marie

  Jane yawned, closing her eyes. “I’m sorry for freaking out earlier.”

  “For having a panic attack?” He started massaging her leg. “That was my fault. I shouldn’t have brought it up like that. You feel okay?”

  She shrugged, not sure if she had even processed it. It felt kinda like a bad dream. “I’m okay.” As she said that, though, her heartbeat sped up so fast that she pressed her palm over it.

  Ryder’s hand joined hers. “This isn’t going to stop beating because of that fucker’s memory.”

  Now she opened her eyes, tears stinging them, but she refused to cry this time just so she could see him.

  He linked their fingers but didn’t move them away from her heart. “You remember each time that I was there. Remember that you didn’t die. Last night you fought against him, and I had your back. And just a few minutes ago, you felt like you were dying, but it passed. It’ll always pass.” He moved their hands down. His spot. “Feel me?”

  Nodding, she sniffled because this boy was freaking everything.

  “Always with you, babe.” He leaned over her now, a half-smile in place as he lowered himself to kiss her. “Wanna make out and get caught by Papi?”

  “You’re caught,” came David’s voice from the bathroom.

  Jane froze, darting her eyes between him and Ryder.

  “I heard your loud ass trying to open the locked door,” Ryder said, giving him a brief look before focusing on her. “Gimme a kiss.”

  Jane felt like a deer caught in the headlights. She had been so ready to kiss him. Hell, she was gonna keep him hostage with all his cuteness, but now?

  David crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe. “Baby, if I tolerated Luc kissing you repeatedly in front of the damn world, if I instructed Tercero to come satisfy you for us, and if I am not beating this fucker’s ass for spending the night with you, I can handle you kissing him goodbye.”

  “Good morning,” Ryder said with a smirk, his tired face now alive with mischief. “I give her good morning and good night kisses.”

  “Stop being cute,” she told Ryder, her cheeks hurting from smiling.

  “You like my cute ass as much as you like sexy me and asshole me.” He leaned back, though, as if sensing she wasn’t ready. “What did she tell you?” he asked David as he went for the button on Jane’s shorts.

  Her eyes widened, and she stilled as David pushed off the wall.

  “Before she left to the hospital, she threatened to throw me out since I’m already eighteen,” David said in a strangely relaxed tone as he walked closer. “Did she fucking ask you to undress her?”

  Well, so much for him being relaxed.

  Ryder turned his head toward David in a sizing-up manner. “Bitch, she’s my girl. I got her dressed to bring her home. Now I’m helping her undress so she can nap. We didn’t sleep well.”

  “Both of you stop,” she said, feeling her first ‘boyfriend’ fight coming on.

  Ryder smirked, shaking her hips. “Do you want help? I was doing it ‘cause you’re sore, and you’re looking groggy as fuck after what happened outside.”

  David sighed, crossing his arms again. “I can leave—if you prefer him.”

  Now, she felt bad. David had come home to check on her, confronted her mom, and he was worried. Ryder was in full boyfriend mode, and she knew he didn’t want to leave her either. “Stay,” she told David as she put her hands over Ryder’s. “You help.”

  “Getting bossy now?” He chuckled, casting a quick glance at David. “She needs panties and a new shirt.”

  An adorable, puzzled look fell over David’s face. “What?”

  “She’s gonna sleep for a while, moron.” Ryder unzipped her shorts. “In case your dad comes storming in here, I want her dressed, and she’s not wearing panties. Get her some fucking clothes or get out.”

  David stared at her, a mixture of desire and concern. Her good boy was showing, but she knew he was hiding his inner alpha male, the guy she saw cussing up a storm and pushing Ryder around like he was the bigger one of the two of them. The guy who told her when to come and taste herself.

  So, she smiled and said, “David, I still sleep in your gray shirt sometimes. It’s in my panty drawer. I’ll wear that.”

  Ryder gave her a little glare, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he lightly pinched her hip then slid a hand under her ass. “Up.”

  Her whole body heated under David’s stare. Goosebumps rose on her skin, but she raised her hips, trembling as Ryder slowly tugged her shorts until they were on her thighs.

  “You gonna stare the whole time or help out?” Ryder asked, turning so he could pull the shorts off the rest of the way.

  David blinked, shaking his head as he strolled over to her dresser.

  “I think you broke him, Sweet Jane.” Ryder held out a hand for her, pulling her into a sitting position. “Arms up.”

  Obeying, she kept her eyes on his, though she felt David’s stare the entire time.

  “That’s my girl.” Ryder freed her cami, his eyes darting down her body. “Feel like letting me nap with you?”

  “If you want to fight my father, sure,” David said, strolling back. He held up his shirt and a pair of cotton panties. Her favorite pair with white bows on the butt cheeks. “And you won’t let her sleep.”

  “Bitch, like you will.” Ryder snatched the panties, inspecting them with a wicked grin. “Me likey.”

  David didn’t seem as on board with Ryder’s playful side, but he wasn’t throwing out aggressive vibes either. He motioned to Ryder. “Help her into those. I’ll put my shirt on her.”

  There was a half-second of protest in Ryder’s eyes, but it was gone fast, and he was tugging her up, sliding his hands to her ass. He squeezed, lifting her off the bed to stand in front of him with her back to David. “Look at this,” he told David, squeezing her ass. “Fits my hands perfectly.”

  She peered over her shoulder. David was as serious as ever. No joking. Just taking her in. Taking her in while she was in Ryder’s arms.

  Ryder grabbed her chin, turning her to face him. “Both of us, right?”

  She gasped, feeling a blast of heat as David stepped closer. Oh, gosh. She locked eyes with Ryder. He wasn’t upset. All the love was still there. More of it. He was giving her more than himself. “Both,” she breathed, sighing as a pair of fiery hands moved her hair aside and one lightly held her throat.

  “You have us both, baby,” David said, gripping her hip with his free hand. “He’s waiting for his good morning kiss. Let me see.”

  Alpha David.

  Her entire body trembled as Ryder smiled down at her. This was really happening. They said she would be between them and now she was.

  Ryder tugged her a tiny bit closer, not so far as to cause David to let her go. “Don’t be nervous. It’s me. It’s David. You’re our girl.”

  “Both,” she whispered, her hand shaking as she reached up to his chest.

  “Both.” Ryder surprised her by lifting her so fast, she cried out. He had a good hold on her though, his hands gripping the underside of her thighs as he pressed her back against David’s chest. Her blue-eyed boy lowered his hands to each side of her waist, but it was Ryder who was still talking, “Now put those lips on mine.”

  Well, damn. How many girls could go buck ass naked in Ryder Godson’s arms with David Leodegrance holding onto her from behind?

  “Did I die?” she blurted before reaching her target.

  Ryder smirked, the corner of his eyes crinkling as he shifted his attention to David. “Our baby thinks she’s in heaven.”

  “Turn her the other way and she will be,” David quipped then kissed the back of her neck. “Hurry and kiss your boyfriend, Jane, so you can be kissed properly by your man.”

  Hot damn.

  “Bitch,” Ryder said, giving David a death glare. “Making her swoon and shit. I should fight you.”

  Confidence and amusement shone in David’s eyes as he shrugged. “When she
’s not looking, you can fight me. When she’s between us, we’re brothers.”

  “Whatever,” Ryder muttered childishly as he left butterfly kisses on her cheek. “Love me up, babe. My feelings are hurt.”

  Who would’ve guessed David would be the badass and Ryder the cutest asshole there ever was?

  David moved his mouth closer to her ear. “Show me how you kiss him. He’ll show me where you like to be touched.”

  “Her legs are weak,” Ryder said quietly, to which David slid a hand down, sliding under her ass so Ryder could let go. “Come here, Sweet Jane.” Then he was pulling her by the back of the neck to him. No more waiting for her to get over her dreamy state. He was reminding her he was an alpha, too.

  The moment his lips touched hers, every bitter thought that she’d held onto, every fear, every worry, every insecurity fell away, all replaced by him. And the awareness of David at her back, watching as Ryder pushed her mouth open with his, watching Ryder’s tongue slip into her mouth as he kissed her breathless only to suck her lips and do it all over again, well, it had her body in flames.

  But her bad boy was there to soothe the burn. He kissed her like they were alone, using David like a wall, pressing her against his chest as he trailed his hand down to her breasts. He showed her with his tongue what he wanted to do to her nipple as he brushed it with his thumb.

  She moaned, throwing her arms around his neck, feeling David’s gaze, taking it all in. Ryder shifted, sliding a forearm under her ass then he grabbed David’s hand and placed it over her right breast.

  “Oh, fuck,” she breathed, blinking at Ryder to make sure he really meant to do that.

  He smirked, squeezing his hand over David’s. “Both of us, angel.” He nipped her parted lips as David started exploring her on his own.

  David’s breath fanned down her back as he began kissing her neck. Oh, wow, this really is heaven. She instantly knew the difference between their touch.

  Heat. Tingles. Both so strong and so careful even when they were a little rough.

  A heated touch kneaded her breast as its partner in crime left a tingling trail up her neck.

  Ryder held the front of her throat. It would’ve been frightening after everything she went through, but the way this boy looked at her, the inferno in his eyes that never burned her . . . she could only smile and hope he’d kiss her again.

  “Want me to get you dressed now?” A cocky, half-smile teased her as he rubbed his thumb over her lips. “No. You’re still looking to play.”

  She nodded, wrapping her lips around his thumb.

  “Mhm.” He grinned at David, who she could feel smiling against her skin. “So brave.”

  He was referring to her being okay with a finger in her mouth, she realized, and she loved him that much more. They were pushing her in the sexiest and most loving way, reminding her what a man’s touch is supposed to be.

  Ryder leaned forward, giving her a sweet kiss followed by a hard suck on her bottom lip had her moaning. She panted, her skin feverish as he slowly turned her face toward David’s. “His turn. Let me see.”

  David didn’t pounce on her, but he did discontinue his work on her breast to hold her face in place. “So beautiful,” he said softly.

  Ryder hummed in agreement as he leaned away. To watch.

  Never had she imagined she’d have either of them, but it had to be right. Nothing wrong could feel this perfect or make her feel more beautiful and more loved. They were hers, and she was theirs.

  “Ready for me?” David asked, dipping his head closer to hers.

  Tingles bloomed across her stomach before settling in Ryder’s spot. “Answer him, Jane.”

  Her head was already bobbing. “Ready.”

  A breathtaking smile spread over David’s face as he said, “That’s our girl.” Then his full, perfectly shaped lips were against hers. He didn’t hold back—didn’t struggle with the awkward position. He worshipped her mouth, her lips, her breath.

  “Damn,” Ryder broke the spell, but he made up for it by massaging her breast. He chuckled when she yelped, then pinched her nipple. “How far do you want to take this, babe?”

  David breathed in as he gave her a long kiss. “We should probably stop,” he whispered, giving a sweeter kiss to her tender lips.

  “Oh.” She stared at him, wondering briefly why she wasn’t disturbed by everything she was doing, but when they stared at her like she was their world, there was really no way to feel uneasy. Except for the fact that she wondered how Tercero and Luc would feel.

  A growly grunt came from Ryder as he glided a hand down her stomach. “All right. Let’s get you dressed, then I’ll get out of here.” He gently lowered her feet to the floor, kneeling before her, he kissed her tummy. “You call me if you need me to come over. I don’t give a fuck what your stepdad or mom say, you’re my girl.”

  “Our girl,” David corrected, his fingers skimming her spine until he copped a feel on her ass.

  “Yeah, yeah.” Ryder snatched her panties off the bed and helped her into them. “Guess you’re my brother from another mother. If they give you shit, you can stay with us.”

  She internally awed at this. Why were they so cute together?

  A kiss was pressed to the top of her head before a shirt was pulled over. It shouldn’t have taken long, but the shirt was halted before her head could pop through.

  “No, I want to see her face,” Ryder said.

  David chuckled, tugging the shirt so her head was free, revealing Ryder holding up his phone to take a picture.

  “Babe, smile.” He held up a phone. . . . No, he had David’s phone.

  “You’re taking sexy pics for David,” she teased with a grin.

  Ryder winked. “He’s got no idea what photos I took of you.”

  Her body heated against David’s, but he didn’t get angry.

  He simply bunched up the hem of her shirt, raising it to her breasts to show off her stomach and his other hand pushing her panties down. “Smile, Jane.” She shivered, obeying as Ryder took the picture with a cocky grin in place. Then David tilted her face up so he could kiss her. Another picture. He kissed her chin. “Thank you, baby. I’ll keep the pictures safe.”

  “You better.” Ryder got up, tossing David his phone then cupped Jane’s face. “I’m gonna bail. Get some rest instead of fucking around with this asshole. Give me a shout when you’re up. We’re treating you to dinner.”

  “We?” She frowned as he let her go and started walking toward the door.

  “Yeah.” He paused with his hand on the door. “Your boyfriends want to take their girlfriend out, and you can let the other two get some time with you.”

  “My dad isn’t gonna let her out,” David said, hugging her to him. “I’m telling him my feelings for her.”

  Ryder nodded, opening the door. “Well, we’ll sneak baby girl out. ‘Cause I’m seeing her again today whether or not your pops has a problem with me. Motherfucker can suck my left nut if he thinks I’m obeying his rules after everything last night.”

  Gosh, so much had happened. Jane almost needed to take notes. It really had been unfair for Kingston to punch Luc and not expect retaliation. Ryder wasn’t a Luc fan, but they were brothers. You didn’t punch one and not expect the others to defend him. Worse, Kingston wanted to arrest Ryder, a minor, after he had been the one to start things.

  “Don’t worry, Sweet Jane.” Ryder smiled, preparing to shut the door. “Have fun with David, but I mean it, get some rest. If they ground you, I’m springing you. If they kick David’s ass out, I’ll put him up. Don’t stress.”

  “Okay.” She touched his spot, beaming when she swore his eyes glowed.

  “Good morning, my moon,” he said, shutting the door before she could reply.

  “That asshole is actually romantic,” David said with a chuckle.

  Jane turned in his arms, hugging his narrow waist. “And you’re rougher than I thought you’d be.”

  “I can be gentle.” He pushed
her hair back, finally his tougher exterior softening. “I can be anything you need me to be. And right now, you need a nap.”

  She pouted her lips, but she didn’t argue; she was tired as hell.

  He laughed quietly as he guided her to bed. “Want me to leave, or should I stay?”

  Crawling onto the bed, and knowing very well she was showing off her ass, she peered over her shoulder and said, “Do I need to entice you in some other way?”

  Two hands grabbing hold of her ass cheeks and a growl were her only warnings before he was on her.

  Sixteen

  Never, in almost eighteen years of her life, had Jane been so humiliated. In a pathetic attempt to hide her sniffles, she turned away from David as he dug through her cabinets. It didn’t help; her obnoxious sniffles still echoed throughout the bathroom.

  “Baby,” he said softly. She could feel him looking at her, but she knew he hadn’t gotten up yet. “Jane, it’s fine.”

  She closed her eyes, refusing to even talk about it with him. All she could do was imagine his handsome face as he gave her the most intense kiss of her life. His blue eyes had been full of happiness, swirling brightly with sapphire and specs of cerulean—but then he bit her lip, and his eyes darkened like a beast’s.

  “Tell me what you want,” he’d rasped against her mouth.

  Yes, Jane’s vagina was sore, her body equally weak and aching, but she wasn’t going to make either of them wait. There was no telling when Kingston and her mom would be back, and what they would do to them. There was a very good chance David would be kicked out and seeing him would be difficult, no matter what fairy tale Ryder wanted to create for her. So, she pulled his lips to hers, whispering, “All of you.”

  A dangerously sexy smile stretched over his face. The predator David had always hidden from her was there. He was ready to consume her, and Jane was the most willing prey when it came to David.

  He gave her a tender kiss, smoothing her hair back, then he pushed himself up into a kneeling position and peeled his shirt off. Dear Lord, he is magnificent. Golden skin stretched over his mouthwatering muscles that flexed as he tossed his shirt aside and returned to push hers up, over her breasts. What could she say? The boy worked fast.