Page 55 of Shelter (The Wanderers 4)

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.

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