Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 39: How Does Everything Work?

*Rose*

“I have something for you!” Shelby has a crooked grin on her face as she hands me a box, but I don’t want to open it.

Kelly is with us, and we are in my room after brunch. I am sitting in the infamous chair that we used last night. It has been disinfected…. Still, I didn’t think it would be fair to ask any of my friends to sit here. I suppose I could’ve left it as the empty chair.

My eyes are on the box. Does Kelly know what she’s about to see?

“Shelby,” I begin, eyeing the little blue box with a yellow bow on top.

“Open it!” she insists, and both of them giggle.

Yeah, Kelly knows.

I pop the top off and see a small blue device inside, shaped… like a….

I put the lid back on the box, my face on fire.

They both laugh hysterically.

“That’s one of the best models,” Shelby manages between giggles. “Trust me, you’ll be thanking me.”

“Thank you.” I shake my head and set the box aside, hoping I don’t forget that it’s there. I need to hide it!

“Oh, come on, Rose!” Kelly says. “Every girl has one.”

That hadn’t been true a few moments ago, but I think it is true now that I have one.

“So… how did it go last night?” Shelby asks, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

I shrug. “Good.”

“Did you… use a chair? Were you in this room or his?”

“A chair?” Kelly jumps in before I can answer. “How fun!” Then she adds, “Goddess! I’m not sitting in it am I?” They both laugh again.

I shake my head. “No, you don’t need to worry. Girls, I’m really not comfortable talking about it. I’m sorry.”

“I understand,” Kelly tells me, not laughing anymore.

Shelby does not understand. “Hey, I told you all about Adam and me, in detail, yesterday. All you told me was that Tristan tied you up and used a vibrator!”

“Oooh! Fun!” Kelly cheers. “And then you used a chair with Reece?”

I nod. The world knows my every secret.

“What about the table?” Kelly asks me.

I arch an eyebrow at her. “What are you talking about?”

“Well, I kinda don’t wanna talk about it today, since I’m pretty sure it’s my brother’s turn tonight, right?” Again, my head rocks back and forth. “But the table can be fun, too.”

“The table? I can’t imagine lying on a table when I have a comfortable bed right over there,” I say.

Again, they both laugh hysterically. I feel like a strawberry, my face must be so red.

“No, honey.” Shelby reaches over and takes my hand. “You don’t lie on the table. You… lean against it.”

“Well, you kind of lay on it,” Kelly clarifies. “Just bend over and put your top on the table.”

I must look confused to them, though I’m starting to get it. Shelby jumps up. “Like this!” She demonstrates for me, and Kelly steps behind her, smacking her bottom and gyrating like she is riding a horse, and they are both laughing again.

“Enough!” I exclaim, covering my face with my hands. They go quiet, and when I look at them again, I say, “I’m sorry. I guess… it’s just not that funny to me.” Kelly melts back into her chair.

“What’s the matter, Rosey?” she asks me.

“It’s just… I might be pregnant soon, you know? And when I am, I don’t just lose one of them.” Tears well up in my eyes. “I lose all of them. So… yeah, I might need this thing.” I gesture at the displaced box. “But I don’t think they make something like that for a person’s heart.”

“I’m sorry, honey,” Shelby says. “I guess I didn’t realize you were so worried about that.”

“I guess I didn’t either,” I admit. “I’m sorry I yelled.”

They both look at me sympathetically for a few seconds before Kelly says, “If it makes you feel any better, I know Eli is worried about that, too. He doesn’t want to lose you. In fact, he told me he didn’t even care if he had to share you forever. He just wants to be with you.”

My heart feels warm in my chest just thinking about that. “He said that?”

She nods.

“I think they all feel that way,” Shelby admits. “Not that it’s feasible to keep them all.”

“Well, one of them will be the king and marry that stupid bitch Emily,” Kelly reminds me.

I nod. I haven’t forgotten about that for one mment.

“But the other three?” Shelby asks. They exchange a glance and shrug.

“But that’s ridiculous,” I say. “I can’t expect them to share me forever!”

“Why not?” Kelly asks me. “As long as you love them, and they love you… what difference does it make what anyone else thinks?”

I think she’s crazy, that’s what I think.

I think… in the end… I will end up alone with only the memories of these amazing men to keep me warm at night–and this stupid vibrator.

That night, in Eli’s room, he can tell I’m upset. We sit on his couch, and he holds me against his muscular chest, stroking my hair. “If you want to talk, sweetie, I’m here for you,” he reassures.

I smile at him. “Thank you. It’s just… hard to talk about.”

“Did something else happen with Emily?” he asks me.

I shake my head. “No, I’ve just been thinking about what happens when this is all over, that’s all.”

“You don’t have to worry about that for a while.” He caresses my cheek. “You might not even be pregnant yet.”

“I know, but what if I am? Then what?”

“Then… we have seven or eight months to spend together,” he explains with a shrug.

“And I want to spend time with all of you, but there’s no point in us continuing to have sex then, right? I mean… it’s not like I can get pregnant-er.”

He chuckles at my word choice. “I guess that’s true. I don’t know what the other guys will want to do, but Rose, I’m not just sleeping with you to get you pregnant. I love being with you.”

I can’t help but smile at him. “I love being with you, too, Eli.” He smiles back at me, but then I have to clarify. “I love being with all four of you, though, and if I had to choose… I don’t think I could.”

“We know that,” he assures me, and while it should make me feel better, it doesn’t. “We would never ask you to.”

“So what then?” I ask him. “You all cut your losses, and I go back home–alone? Without even getting to keep my baby?”

“I don’t want it to be that way, sweetie,” he tells me. “If it was up to me, those of us who aren’t the next king will stay with you forever.”

“All four of us?” I think aloud. “That’s ridiculous, though.”

“Who cares? Rose, I love you. Reece, Tristan, and Mark love you, too. Do you love us?”

I nod. “Of course, I do.”

His smile widens. “Then I don’t give a fuck what anyone else thinks.” He bends down to kiss me and then adds, “Who would’ve thought the man who wins the kingdom ends up the real loser?”

I don’t know what to say to that, but when he begins to kiss me again, I let him, and after a few minutes, we are tugging one another’s clothing off.

We don’t even move to the bed. No one has told me about the wonders of couch sex, but I am about to find out whether or not it is as good as chair sex.

Eli removes the back cushion from the couch so we have more room and lays me down, a throw pillow beneath my head. He places one of my legs on top of the back of the couch and leans down to kiss my mound before he raises his head and finds my mouth again. Then, he pushes inside of me, and I dig my fingernails into his muscular back.

This position is different, with my leg over the back of the couch, but he is able to get in very deeply this way, and I can use my other foot to push up off of the floor to raise my hips to meet him. His mouth encapsulates a nipple as he pounds down into me, using long, deep strokes that end with him grinding against me.

Within a few moments, I’m crying out, shouting his name, one hand on the back of the couch and the other flailing in the air as I try to steady myself. My mind is set adrift, and all I can think about is how good this feels.

Eli releases, and I can finally suck in a full breath. As soon as he is done, I swing my other leg around so they are both over the back of the couch. He thinks this is funny but doesn’t leave me. Instead, he drops down onto the floor and kisses me, running his hands through my hair.

Cupping my face, he says, “Rose, I’ve never met anyone like you before. Whether I have to share you with three other men or thirty, I’m in this for the long run.”

I stare up into his eyes and smile at him. As crazy as his words are, I believe them.

I tell him what’s in my heart and can say it with conviction. “I love you, Eli.”

“I love you, too, Rose. And I always will.”