Page 50 of Shelter (The Wanderers 4)

“They are,” Haley agreed, her hands going to Rush’s hips. “And everyone needs to drop the saint act starting now. We’re not there. No one is going to walk in. No one is going to judge us. It’s just us in this bunker for the next fourteen hours.”

She drew in a breath and continued to make her case. “It’s plenty warm in here. I don’t think we need so many clothes.”

Rush stiffened above her. “Haley…”

A light came on as Rush pulled back.

Haley glanced around at all of them in the dim light of the flashlight. Braylon was holding it. He kept it pointed away, but everyone’s face was illuminated. He was staring at her. “Hales?”

“I mean it. And just so you know, I’m not nearly as ignorant as I was six months ago. Besides the number of questions you have kindly answered, filling in the million gaps in my knowledge about sex, I…” She drew in a breath. “I asked Marian a few things.”

Bray’s eyes widened, and he gave her a crooked grin. “You asked Marian?”

“Yes. She was kind enough to be real with me.” Haley reached for the hem of her dress and yanked it up over her head before anyone could stop her. She was still wearing leggings and a plain white bra but this was the most she’d ever exposed herself to any of them.

Except for Rush. He’d not only set his gaze between her legs, but he’d also briefly touched her there.

She liked that all four men were not staring at her with their jaws hanging open. She licked her lips. “I know this isn’t as sexy as some of the lingerie I wore when I first arrived. Maybe when we get where we’re going, I can acquire one of those black bra and panty sets. I know three of you have at least had a glimpse and if I remember correctly, you liked how I looked.” She felt like she was rambling.

Bray snorted. “Understatement, and I’m sure that can be arranged, baby,” he murmured. “However, you’re sexy no matter what you’re wearing.” He turned his gaze toward Rush. “Is this a good idea?”

Rush flinched, eyes even wider. “What? Having sex while she’s pregnant?”

Bray nodded. “I mean…”

Haley groaned. “Bray, don’t be silly. Women have sex when they’re pregnant.”

“Marian told you that?” Riggs asked.

“Well, yes, but I’m a smart gal.”

“She’s right,” Rush agreed. “There’s no reason why a woman can’t have sex all the way until she gives birth as long as she’s not uncomfortable. But, uh…” He backed up.

Haley shot to a sitting position, crossing her legs, surrounded by four men with wide eyes who were leaning away from her, keeping their hands to themselves. “Seriously? You’re all just going to sit there and stare at me now that we’re finally someplace where we can all be together and explore?”

She narrowed her gaze at them. “Wait… I’m not the only virgin, am I?”

Bray cringed. “I don’t know about Rush, but, yeah, I think you are, baby. But you’re important to us, so we don’t want to fuck this up.”

“Marian told me that no matter what you do, it’s not going to be enjoyable the first time, but after that, it will get better. So, can we knock out the first time right now so that later, we can move on to the better part?”

Finally, Bray reached out and stroked her cheek. “You sure?”

“Very.”

He smiled. “I can assure you that Marian was only half right. Yes, it will be tight and there will be some pain for a minute, but before that, we’re going to rock your world. Enjoyable will be a mild term for what you’re going to experience.”

Riggs scooted up behind her, flattening his chest to her back and sliding his hands around her waist. His lips came to her neck. “Bray’s right,” he muttered. “If you want this experience, we’ll give it to you, but only if you don’t mind spending the next several hours with a grin you can’t wipe off your face,” he teased.

Storm sat opposite Bray. His hand came to her thigh. “How many times can we make her come before she cries uncle?”

“Come?” she asked, her voice creaking.

“Orgasm, honey,” Riggs whispered in her ear.

She closed her eyes and tipped her head to one side, enjoying the feel of Riggs’s lips on her neck. “Mmm. Marian mentioned that possibility but told me not to get my hopes up. She said sex is always pleasurable for men and rarely quite as enjoyable for women.”

Storm chuckled. “Depends on who you’re having sex with, princess. If the man is not an asshole and cares about you, you will always enjoy it. And, Hales, none of us are ever going to orgasm before you.”

---