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﻿<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Three of Us (Three of Us #1)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/ella-goode">Ella Goode</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B07NTKJKB2</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Olivia is ready for two things: college and her men. <br />
Despite dating the Audley twins since she was fifteen, it’s been a chaste relationship. No matter how she tries to tempt them. <br />
Her men haven’t even kissed her, and she’s tired of waiting. The minute she hits campus where the two men have been hiding out for the last two years while somehow still keeping tabs on her every move, she will shake their world. <br />
Levi and Zeke made a promise to Olivia’s mom they wouldn’t touch her until she was ready. They’re not sure what that means, but they know they will wait forever just to have her. The problem is that Olivia keeps testing their vows. It’s hard not to give your girl what she wants when that’s all you’ve ever wanted to do. <br />
The minute the clock turns midnight, though, all bets are off.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/three-of-us-series-by-ella-goode">Three of Us Series by Ella Goode</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/ella-goode">Ella Goode Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>1<br><br>Zeke<br><br>“Aren’t those the Audley twins? Why are they here in the girls’ dorm?”<br />
<br />
“Is someone dating one of them?”<br />
<br />
“No way. Literally, they think they are too good for anyone here.”<br />
<br />
“They are too good for anyone here.”<br />
<br />
“I think they’re assholes. Last semester, Hope Decker offered them homemade brownies, and they left them on the porch where animals ate them.”<br />
<br />
“Hope Decker cooks? How? Doesn’t she live in the Delta house?”<br />
<br />
“She bought them from Sanchez’s bakery and they were homemade there.”<br />
<br />
I catch my brother rolling his eyes at this conversation. We’d been kind to Hope. She hit on both of us and we both turned her down, telling her we weren’t available, but she couldn’t take no for an answer. Leaving the Sanchez brownies out for the raccoons to eat hurt a little because Sanchez’s baked goods are the bomb but we couldn’t encourage the Decker girl. It wouldn’t be fair to her. She’s just not that interesting. Hopefully, this year she’ll grow obsessed with someone other than my brother and me. Not that it would matter much. Olivia is finally here. Olivia and all of her boxes.<br />
<br />
My brother and I motor up the three floors, skipping the busy elevator line, and stroll down the hall. Of course, Olivia’s at the end. A bunch of girls chatter as we walk by, but I pay little attention to what they’re saying. It’s the same old stuff about how Levi and I are stuck-up fuckers. They’d still stab their mothers to ride our dicks. Not real interested in that.<br />
<br />
There’s only one girl that gets to ride my dick and that’s Olivia. When we reach her dorm room, there’s a crowd of girls and it parts like the sea.<br />
<br />
“Who is she?” someone asks.<br />
<br />
“New girl.”<br />
<br />
“I bet it’s their sister.”<br />
<br />
Olivia appears at the doorway with her arms outstretched. “Are these the last boxes?”<br />
<br />
I jerk my head over my shoulder. “Levi’s right behind me with the last ones. And I’ve got these, so why don’t you move your sexy ass to the right so I can put them down.”<br />
<br />
Behind me there’s a chorus of gasps as they absorb the intel that Olivia is not my fucking sister. I drop my load on the floor and survey the small room.<br />
<br />
“Why don’t we take a bunch of stuff over to our apartment? We can store it there,” I tell my girl.<br />
<br />
She shakes her pretty head, her blonde silk hair moving like a curtain. “What if I need something in the morning? I don’t want to walk over to your place before class.”<br />
<br />
“You should just live with us,” Levi says, kicking the door shut and dropping his two boxes next to mine.<br />
<br />
“The rules say all freshman have to live on campus,” she informs us.<br />
<br />
My twin and I exchange a knowing glance. That’s our Olivia—a rule follower to the end. She unzips a small satchel and pulls out a pair of scissors.<br />
<br />
“I’ll unpack and then we can have lunch in”—she glances at her watch—“two hours?”<br />
<br />
Levi pulls out an empty chair and drops into it. “You just got here and I haven’t seen you in three weeks. I’m not going anyway.” He always arrives on campus early because of football practice. “Zeke can move the truck and get us lunch. I’ll help with the boxes and you can share all the details of what went down on the car ride here.” He wiggles his eyebrows.<br />
<br />
Olivia huffs. “Nothing, as per usual. I’m nearly eighteen now, but your brother still treats me like I’m twelve.”<br />
<br />
“I didn’t know you when you were twelve. You moved next door to us when you were fifteen,” I remind her.<br />
<br />
“It’s all the same. I will die a virgin,” she exclaims dramatically and throws herself on the bed, scissors still in her hand.<br />
<br />
Levi lunges toward her and catches her arm before the scissors can poke out an important organ. Our baby is…clumsy, to put it kindly.<br />
<br />
“I’ll open the boxes,” he says.<br />
<br />
I give him a grateful look before pulling the keys from my pocket. “What do you want for lunch?”<br />
<br />
“Mmmmm, how about the two of you?” She lies on her back and makes a small snow angel gesture with her arms and legs.<br />
<br />
I clear my suddenly dry throat. Levi drops the scissor to the floor.<br />
<br />
“None of that,” I scold. “You know the rules.”<br />
<br />
She sits up and the oversized thin gray T-shirt that was my brother’s from high school stretches across her collarabones to expose a delicious shoulder. “The rules were that there was no touching until I’m eighteen, but my birthday is in five days. What does it matter?”<br />
<br />
I force my eyes away from the golden skin. “It matters,” I reply gruffly. Levi hasn’t moved.<br />
<br />
“It’s five days, you guys!” She scrambles to her knees, catching the shirt underneath her legs and making the whole situation a thousand times worse. The tearing sound fills the quiet dorm room. Levi groans and covers his face with his hand. I bore holes through the door and remind myself that I’ve waited three years so another five days won’t kill me.<br />
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﻿<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Belong Together (Three of Us #2)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/ella-goode">Ella Goode</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Olivia knows that loving her two men isn’t conventional, but she’s determined to have them even if the whole world disapproves.<br />
<br />
Levi and Zeke have claimed their girl, but not everyone is happy for them. There are some arrows that even the two of them can’t block.<br />
<br />
The three will have to stand strong in order to convince all that matter that the three of them belong together.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/three-of-us-series-by-ella-goode">Three of Us Series by Ella Goode</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/ella-goode">Ella Goode Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter One<br><br>Olivia<br><br>“Are you walking bowlegged?” Strands from Erika’s high ponytail fall over her shoulder as she glances down at my legs.<br />
<br />
“No!” I whisper-yell at her, but her question makes me wonder, and I can’t help but sneak peeks downward as we walk to class together. To be honest, if I am walking strange, it wouldn’t be shocking. The twins have put me through a workout this whole week. Still, I didn’t much enjoy the idea of everyone knowing I’m being sexed up six ways from Sunday based on how I move.<br />
<br />
For all I know, I’ve been walking funny all week. I’ve had my head in the clouds since the night of my birthday. Normally I’m all about doing what I’m supposed to in class, but I can’t stay focused. Well, at least on the things I should be focused on. My mind doesn’t want to do anything but linger on the Audley twins.<br />
<br />
During class I try to concentrate on what the professor is saying, but soon my mind floats back to the night before and everything we did. Before long I’m fantasizing about what else we could doing and checking my phone to see how long until I can see them again.<br />
<br />
I’ve shamelessly slept in our bed with them every night since my eighteenth birthday. I’m not sure if it’s against the dorm rules, but even if it is, I’d still be there. Besides, I wouldn’t exactly call what we were doing “sleeping.”<br />
<br />
“It sure looks like you’re walking a little different this past week.” Erika eyes me again. “You want to tell me all the juicy details about the sudden hitch in your gait?” My roommate’s smile spreads across her face as she teases me.<br />
<br />
“I don’t kiss and tell,” I retort with a devilish grin. Okay, I don’t kiss and tell all. The fact is, I told her little bits and pieces and she was greedy for more details. I’m really starting to think she wants a man of her own. She’s been trying to get me to spill the beans all week. Between class and sexing the twins up every night, I haven’t really spent that much time with my roommate. It’s easy to get wrapped up in my twins and forget about the rest of the world. Since the night they had popped my cherry and officially made me theirs in all ways, I haven’t slept without them next to me. I knew that night would be special, but I never imagined my body could feel the way it did when we were together. I thought we were close before, but this is different.<br />
<br />
“Earth to Livvie! Did you hear what I said about going to the game together tonight?” Erika says, sounding a little frustrated with me.<br />
<br />
“Sorry,” I say apologetically. I keep getting lost in my own head. “Of course we can go together,” I add quickly, feeling like a jerk. “Let’s grab some food after class and then head over to the stadium.” I grab her arm and lock it with mine.<br />
<br />
We continue to walk towards our next class. Erika keeps obsessively looking around searching for someone. “Who are you looking for?” I ask her, and try to follow her line of sight, but her eyes are darting everywhere.<br />
<br />
“No one,” she says, but she looks a little skittish all of the sudden. I’m not sure if she’s trying to convince herself or me that she’s not looking for someone.<br />
<br />
“Is everything okay? I know I haven’t been around much this last week, but I want you to tell me if something’s wrong,” I push. She’s acting a little strange, and that coupled with her wanting to go to the game leads me to believe something’s up.<br />
<br />
Erika lets out a deep breath and throws one last look over her shoulder. I follow her line of sight and smile when I see Zeke following not far behind us. I wondered if they would cool down with their constant need to have eyes on me all the time, but they haven’t changed one bit since we made things official.<br />
<br />
“I swear someone has been watching me,” she finally says. I stop in my tracks.<br />
<br />
“Are you sure it’s not one of my guys?” I motion towards Zeke, who stops, too. I kind of want to laugh. If you put a suit on him, everyone would probably think he was in the Secret Service.<br />
<br />
“I feel it when you’re not around, too.” She leans in a little. “Even at night when I go over to the theater,” she whispers, like someone will hear her.<br />
<br />
She shifts on her feet. “Is this why you want to go to the game? You don’t want to be alone?” I ask. I was kind of shocked when she said she wanted to go but thought maybe she wanted to hang out and knew I would be going.<br />
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