Haley was relieved when someone finally moved.
Riggs slid his hands up to cup her breasts, making her breath hitch and her spine straighten. His lips landed on her ear again. “The touching is going to be one-sided tonight, Hales. Us touching you. Us showing you what you mean to us and how we intend to treat you for the rest of your life.”
“That doesn’t sound fair,” she whispered as Riggs dragged his tongue down the column of her neck, making her shiver.
He chuckled against her neck. “Fair is making sure our woman is always satisfied in the bedroom, and tonight, that means you’re going to lie back and let us show you how we feel about you.”
She whimpered and arched her chest as Riggs gripped her breasts and flicked his thumbs over her nipples through the material of her bra. It was growing difficult to listen to what he was saying.
“I’m going to turn the light out, Hales,” Bray informed her. “I think the sun is coming up soon anyway. We’ll be able to see better with each passing minute as light comes in through the solar panels.”
The room went dark for a moment, but then Haley’s eyes began to adjust. Bray was right. It was no longer pitch dark in the bunker. She could make out everyone’s location at least.
She was glad the illumination would be gradual a moment later when Riggs’s hands slid around to unclasp her bra. She shivered as the straps fell down her arms, leaving her chest exposed.
Riggs scooted back several inches, and she soon understood why when he reached for her biceps and urged her to lean back until her head rested in his lap. He smiled down at her as she blinked up at him.
Fisting her hands at her sides, she fought the urge to cover herself. That would be counterproductive. The plan was to let go of her inhibitions and experience what it meant to be in a true relationship with a man. Or men. Lots of them. It suddenly seemed like a dozen based on how many hands were touching her.
Rush pulled her legs out straight toward him and then slid his hands up and down her thighs until she squirmed. A weird need was growing.
Too many things happened at once, overwhelming her senses. Storm and Bray flanked her. Their hands came to her waist and then slid up until each of them was cupping a breast.
Riggs stroked her shoulders, her neck, her cheeks.
She was breathing heavily as Bray leaned over and flicked his tongue over her nipple. “Jesus, you’re gorgeous,” he murmured before he did it again.
She flinched, shocked by the unexpected sensation. Her nipples? It hadn’t occurred to her that they would be such a source of pleasure. They’d been slightly sensitive lately since she’d found out she was pregnant, but she didn’t know it would feel good to have someone lick them.
Forget licking. Bray latched on and sucked while Storm circled her other tight bud before pinching it gently.
She tried to lift her hands to either stop them or encourage them, but they both prevented her from interrupting, trapping her arms at her sides.
“Let it feel good, baby,” Bray murmured before sucking again.
Her mind was spinning. A strange ball of need grew in her stomach, tightening with every flick and suck against her nipples.
She whimpered as Bray and Storm switched their attention so that now Storm was suckling and Bray was pinching, twisting, and teasing.
She gasped as hands came to the elastic of her leggings and slowly eased them and her panties over her hips and down her legs. Rush. The only man who had actually seen her private parts. He’d touched her too. She remembered the moment well. It hadn’t been anything like when the older doctor had touched her. Even though she’d met Rush only a few minutes before, he’d already found his way into her heart, making it impossible to find the experience anything but personal.
Rush’s hands landed on her thighs again, kneading, stroking, teasing.
She felt restless in an odd way she couldn’t describe.
Riggs stroked her lips with his thumbs.
Bray leaned over to take her mouth in a steamy kiss that was nothing like the sweet taste all of them had given her the last time they’d kissed. He dragged his tongue along the seam of her lips, demanding entrance, and when she parted for him, he slipped inside and tasted her.
She moaned, trying to free her hands again. Unsuccessfully. Something about the way they restrained her wrists at her sides made her squirm harder.
When Rush parted her thighs, exposing her most private parts to the air, she arched her chest, all the breath leaving her lungs behind the kiss. No one had touched her down below yet, but already she knew something huge was about to happen.
Marian had made light of this part. She’d called it foreplay, but she hadn’t given Haley much hope it would be interesting. She’d instructed Haley to try to relax and let her men help bring moisture to her vagina to make it easier to accept their shafts.
It had been so much more clinical than what was happening here.
Rush’s hands slid higher. He used his thumbs to part her folds, making her gasp.
Bray released her mouth to stare down at her. The light was improving. “I’m going to kiss your pussy now, baby.”
She shuddered. What? She couldn’t imagine what he meant as he nibbled a path down her chest and lower. He teased her belly button with his tongue before continuing lower.
When his lips landed on her folds, his nose inhaling her scent, she tried to squirm free. “Bray… What… Don’t…”
Riggs chuckled. “Look at me, honey.”
She blinked at him, trying to focus, but Bray’s tongue slid between her folds and flicked over some part of her that made her cry out.
Riggs smiled. “That’s it. Let it feel good.”
She licked her lips. “What…” She couldn’t finish a sentence. Was Bray really kissing her down there? Why?
Rush lifted one of her legs and nibbled a path from her shin to the back of her knee to the inside of her thigh. One of his hands slid under her butt to cup her cheek.
When Bray thrust his tongue into her slit, she arched her hips off the ground. Oh. My. God. What…?
His mouth moved away from her entrance a second later, and he wrapped his lips around the sensitive nub above her folds. The moment he sucked, his tongue flicking rapidly over the swollen bundle of nerves, she screamed. “Bray.”
Storm captured her lips, kissing her even though she couldn’t return the kiss. He tweaked her nipple at the same time. And as her eyes rolled back into her head, she realized someone was pinching her other nipple. Riggs?
The knot in her stomach grew, making her restless. She needed…something. She had no idea what. Coherent thoughts fled as all of her focus was on whatever Bray was doing to her.
“Let it go, honey,” Riggs encouraged. “Don’t fight it. Let it feel good.”
Someone stroked the entrance to her vagina. Maybe Rush. She was only aware of the fact that it was very wet, and it felt good, but not as good as what Bray was doing.
“Please,” she begged, shocking herself. Please what?
Rush parted her legs wider and settled between them, holding her thighs open as he slid his hands higher and then stroked her folds once again with his thumbs.
Another hand landed on her thigh. So much sensation. Storm?
She lost all sense of time and space. She was floating. She felt so raw and exposed with her legs spread open and at least two faces staring at her private parts.
Marian had definitely not mentioned this part. Why? Did other men do this sort of thing to their women? Or was this not normal behavior?
Haley stiffened and her breath caught in her throat as a finger lined up with her entrance. It had to be Storm’s. Rush was holding her steady and wide. Bray was tormenting her with his mouth.
She turned her head toward Storm to find him watching her face. He held her gaze as he eased his finger into her.
Her mouth fell open, but no sound came out. It didn’t hurt like she’d expected. It felt good. Too good. The moment he’d reached as deep as he could, something changed. Her heart was racing. She was going to explode.
Riggs stroked her breast. “That’s my girl. Come for us, Hales. Let it go.”
She couldn’t process what he meant, but it didn’t matter. A moment later, Bray’s teeth grazed that tight bundle of nerves, and she flew out of her body. Arching and digging her heels into the pallet beneath her, she tipped her head back as her eyes rolled back.
She screamed again as the most amazing feeling she’d ever experienced consumed her. Wave after wave of pure heaven. The tightness in her stomach let loose with the growing pleasure as her body jerked and pulsed against Bray’s lips and Storm’s fingers. Rush surely felt it too.
Finally, it was over, and she dropped onto her back, gasping for air, blinking up unseeing. She smiled, knowing she probably had the goofiest expression on her face. She didn’t care.
Eventually, the flick of Bray’s tongue was too much. Her tight nub felt sensitive to his touch, and she winced. He pulled back immediately, leaving one final kiss against her mound as Storm eased his finger out of her tight channel and Rush released his grip on her thighs.
Bray wiped his lips on the back of his hand as he stared down at her, grinning. “Now you know why we didn’t want to do that in my parents’ home.”
She swallowed, feeling heat climb up her chest and cheeks. Embarrassed beyond measure as she realized she’d screamed several times. She closed her eyes and tipped her head to one side so she wouldn’t have to look at him anymore.
Bray cupped her face and nudged her head back to center. “You’re so beautiful. That was the best gift I’ve ever received in my life. I’m humbled and so very grateful that of all the women my parents could have arranged for me to marry, they chose you.”
A tear slid down her cheek at his reverent, kind words.
“He’s right,” Riggs added. “We are fucking lucky.”
“Welcome to sex,” Storm said, kissing her belly, making her squirm.
Her breath hitched. “Sex. We didn’t…”
Rush chuckled, making her glance in his direction where he now sat between her legs. It felt so strange being so exposed to all of them like this, especially because they were all fully dressed and she was completely naked. Not just naked. Her soul was exposed.
Rush gently rubbed her inner thighs. “Everything we do together is technically sex, love. Making you orgasm like that was also the best moment of my life. I’m humbled that you’ve so graciously included me in this experience. I will never forget your kindness.”
“Rush…” She couldn’t find the words to tell him what she wanted to say.
He smiled knowingly. “I know you feel connected to me right now, but I meant what I said earlier. I want you—all of you—to take the time to get to know me better before you make a hasty decision to invite me into your lives forever.”
“Rush…” Bray said softly.
He glanced at Bray. “I mean it. I’m the outsider. You didn’t plan on adding me. You were forced to meet me against your will. I’m not trying to martyr myself, nor am I remotely upset. I’m just being realistic.” He licked his lips. “Thank you for including me. Thank you for sharing this special time with me. I’m grateful, and I will cherish every second. But I won’t be consummating my relationship with Haley while we make this journey. My cock is going to stay in my pants.”
“Rush…” This time it was Riggs.
He shook his head. “It’s okay.” He smiled, though it looked pasted on. And then he glanced at each of the men. “One of you should make love to her while she’s sated. It will be easier for her.”
Haley finally managed to pull her hands free and she slid them up Bray’s and Storm’s arms. “Don’t make me choose.”
“Bray,” Riggs said.
“Yes. Never a doubt,” Storm agreed.
Another tear escaped to run down Haley’s cheek. She hated that only one of them could be inside her first. She vowed to make sure each of them was treated equally over time, but there was no escaping the fact that only one man could go first.
Bray’s brows were furrowed. He too was torn by the decision.
Storm snorted. “I saw that dildo you bought her, Bray. If that’s a replica of the size of your cock, you should definitely go first,” he teased.
Haley groaned. “You are seriously not making a joke right now, are you?”
Storm leaned over and kissed her. “Sorry. Couldn’t resist.”
“’K. I’m feeling a bit naked. I would prefer to see some flesh. How about everyone else remove some clothes.”
“How about just Bray for now,” Riggs suggested, though it was more of a statement.
Bray pulled his shirt over his head and dropped it behind him.
Haley held her breath as she watched. She’d only seen his chest a few times, including their wedding night. She knew he was fit and firm and attractive, but right now he looked even better than she remembered. Probably because she wasn’t in a total panic thinking he was going to have sex with her before she was ready.
Today, she was more than ready. And she loved this man to pieces for everything he’d done to protect her. He’d never pushed her once to consummate their marriage. He’d never touched her inappropriately a single time in six months.
None of them had, but Bray had been under a lot of pressure from his mother to get her pregnant, and yet he’d ignored her badgering, unbeknownst to Lorena, and kept his hands to himself.
Riggs and Storm were right. Even though they were equally important to her, it should be Braylon who claimed her first. As he stood and unbuttoned his jeans, he kept his gaze on hers.
She pursed her lips, nerves crawling up her body.
Storm and Riggs threaded their fingers with hers, then Riggs brought her arm up over her head.
Rush moved around to the side, trading spots with Bray.
Haley bit down on her lower lip as Bray shrugged his pants over his hips, freeing his erection. She forced herself not to look away, but the dildo he’d given her was indeed pretty realistic. She glanced briefly at Storm, hoping he had been kidding when he insinuated his shaft would be larger.
Jerking her gaze back to Bray, she focused instead on his thighs, waist, and chest. She had no one to compare him to yet, but she licked her lips at the thought of having him pressed against her.
Bray dropped onto his knees between her legs, pushing her thighs wide. His length bobbed in front of him, and he wrapped his hand around the base and slid it up and down the shaft.
It was mesmerizing. “Do that again,” she whispered.
He smiled and obliged her, flicking his thumb over the tip where a drop of liquid was leaking out.
She was panting now, unable to control her racing heart. When she tried to tug her hands free, neither man released her.
“I want to touch you,” she whimpered as he leaned over her and reverently kissed first one nipple and then the other.
“Not this time,” he said as he met her gaze. “Later. I promise eventually we’ll let you touch every inch of us. You may explore to your heart’s content. But not today.”
“Why?”
He smiled again. “Because I’ll come before I get inside you.”
“Oh.”
His erection seemed to be even harder and thicker now. He continued to hold her gaze while he reached between her legs and slid his fingers through her folds.
She moaned. It felt so good. She was surprised it could feel that amazing again so soon.
Gathering her wetness, he pushed a finger inside her.
Her eyes rolled back as she was reminded how good that too had felt.
“She’s really tight,” Storm informed him unnecessarily.
Bray gritted his teeth and nodded. He took a deep breath as he added a second finger.
She winced. She didn’t want to react like that, but she couldn’t stop it.
“No wonder you weren’t able to fool Dr. Brownville,” Bray muttered. “Hales…” He dropped his head, breathing heavily as his fingers slid out of her. He set his palms on the pallet at her sides, his head dropped, his chest rising and falling.
“Bray? Don’t stop. What are you doing?”
“Give me a sec, baby.”
She bit her lip again, waiting. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore, and she yanked her hand free of Riggs’s clutch and reached for Bray. She gripped his biceps. “Talk to me. You’re scaring me.”
He lifted his gaze. “I don’t want to hurt you, Hales.” His expression was filled with remorse.
She shook her head. “It’s part of life. It won’t last long. I know it.”
“She’s right,” Rush whispered.
Bray nodded. “Do you know how much you mean to me?”
Emotions welled in her throat, making her eyes water.
His voice shook. “I’m going to make love to you, but this better be the last damn time I have to do something that causes you pain because it’s going to break me in two.”
She stroked up and down his biceps. “You are the most amazing man I’ve ever met, Braylon Hanson. Now stop stalling and put me out of my misery.” She tried to grin, but probably wasn’t successful.
She twisted her head to the side to meet Rush’s gaze. “If you don’t move closer and touch me, I’ll never forgive you.”
His brows lifted, but he immediately scooted to her side and set a hand on her chest below her breasts.
Bray took a deep breath and reached between her legs again. He eased one finger into her and pumped it several times before adding a second.
She forced herself not to react and made a promise that she would grit her teeth through this experience to avoid giving Bray a memory that would haunt him.
When he added a third finger, the stretch was so tight she held her breath. He thrust faster, reaching deeper. His thumb came to that swollen nub again, rubbing hard.
Suddenly, she was no longer remotely worried about what it would feel like for him to enter her. She wanted it more than her next breath. She was rapidly climbing that steep hill back to the place they had all four taken her minutes ago.
She wanted that feeling again, so much. Could she do that again so soon? She had no idea, but it was worth finding out.
Bray turned his hand over so his palm was facing up and thrust harder. When he curled his fingers up to stroke the top of her channel, she gasped.
Without warning, she came, her orgasm slamming into her so fast and unexpectedly that she couldn’t breathe. It sucked the oxygen out of her as if she’d fallen on her back.
“Bray,” she called out as her body convulsed.
He jerked his fingers out of her, palmed his erection, and lined himself up with her opening.
She dug her heels into the pallet, her body stiff as the orgasm continued to send waves of pleasure through her. “Bray,” she screamed, needing him so badly she might die if he didn’t enter her.
Bray grabbed her hips and thrust into her. Deep. So very deep.
She gasped, her eyes going wide.
He held her gaze, his expression strained and scared as she adjusted to the intrusion. Surprisingly, it hadn’t hurt. Maybe for one second, but now she just felt full and…needy.
She licked her lips, finding her voice. “Do it again. For the love of God, Bray, do it again.” She tugged her second hand free of Storm’s grip, grabbed both of Bray’s shoulders, and pulled on him.
Her channel was pulsing around his shaft as her orgasm seemed to climb again. Almost like that one hadn’t ended, or maybe another was right behind it. Either way, she wanted to feel him moving.
She was marginally aware of Storm’s fingers finding her nipple and tugging on it. Maybe it was Riggs who treated the other the same. Rush’s hand seemed to be anchoring her, flat on her chest between her breasts.
Bray eased almost out and then slid back in languidly.
She shook her head. Desperation caused her to tremble. “No. Bray… My God. Do it like the first time.”
He groaned as he did her bidding, pulling back out and thrusting into her harder and deeper.
“Yes,” she screamed. “Like that. Please…”
He did it again. And again.
Her vision swam. She didn’t think she was breathing. Her entire body was shaking. And she was definitely chasing another release. It was going to be bigger this time. Stronger. More powerful. It was going to destroy her. But she wanted it all the same.
Bray’s hands slid under everyone else’s and he eased them behind her shoulder blades, wrapping his fingers over her shoulders to anchor her before he thrust again.
“Haley…” He said her name reverently as if she were a goddess. And she felt like one.
She arched her chest, gasping, panting, reaching. Needing more. Needing everything.
Suddenly, Bray adjusted his angle. The moment the base of his shaft made contact with that sensitive greedy nub, she fell apart. The world spun, leaving her dizzy and confused as her third orgasm destroyed everything she’d ever known or believed about sex.
She shook from the spasms that continued while Bray kept thrusting until he stopped, his shaft held deep. He groaned, and she was sure she felt his release slamming into her channel as if making a point that she no longer belonged to herself. He’d staked a claim on her that would never let go. And she was so damn happy that she let the tears fall down her cheeks even while she smiled.