Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 27: Hurting each other

Chapter 27: Hurting each other

Lennox's POV

I should have walked away.

I should have left her standing there, wet hair clinging to her skin, wrapped in nothing but that damn towel that made it impossible to think straight.

But I didn't.

I couldn't control it—the jealousy, the anger, the possessiveness burning through my veins like wildfire. I knew I shouldn't feel this way. I knew Louis was mated to her too. But the thought of her kissing him, of her enjoying it, of her getting wet for him—for him alone—drove me insane.

And now, here she was, standing before me, wrapped in nothing but a towel, staring at me with those defiant eyes, daring me to react.

"Of course, I enjoyed it," she suddenly said, her voice sharp, cutting through the thick air between us. "We can even fuck if we want. I prefer him to you, and I'd pick him over you any day."

The words hit like a punch to the gut, but I didn't let it show. I just stared at her, my hands pressing against the wall on either side of her.

My entire body went rigid.

She didn't know.

She had no idea.

No idea what she had done to me. No idea what I had been through because of her.

She didn't remember what she did years ago—the words that shattered whatever affection I had for her. She didn't know that those words had already ripped me apart once, and here she was, unknowingly twisting the knife deeper.

She didn't know that was why I hated her.

I forced a smirk, masking the rage threatening to consume me. If she wanted to play this game, fine. But she had no idea who she was playing with.

I leaned in, my lips barely inches from her ear. "Then why, Olivia," I whispered darkly, "why can I smell your arousal right now?"

Her breath hitched, but she quickly masked it with a glare. I chuckled, low and dangerous, brushing my fingers against her bare arm just to watch her shiver.

"You can say whatever you want," I murmured, letting my lips almost graze her skin. "You can keep pretending. But your body? It already knows the truth."

Her heart pounded, but she kept a hard expression. "I don't know what you are talking about," she spat.

I smirked. "There's only one way to find out,"

And before she could argue, I cupped her cheeks and crashed my lips against hers.

It wasn't soft. It wasn't gentle.

It was a battle.

with just as much force. But the moment my tongue

me. My hands roamed lower, gripping her waist, then trailing over the soft curve of her hip before

lips as my fingers found her thigh, slowly inching up,

But she didn't.

temptation, her lips parting under mine as I kissed her with a hunger I couldn't control. She struggled to

the thin fabric, feeling her body shudder at my

against her entrance. She gasped, parting her legs for me, her body already begging for more. My

the thought of sinking into her. "So fucking tight," I groaned,

knew she was untouched. No man had ever fucked her. I made

anyone who even dared

I hated her, I never wanted anyone else

moaned, gripping onto me as I curled my finger, pumping it inside her. She was soaking wet, and it only made me

felt this

our

hers, trailing down her neck as I tugged the towel off her shoulders. My

other hand

could feel my cock pressing against her, aching for relief, but I needed to feel her fall apart first. My finger drove into her faster, her walls tightening around me. Her cries grew louder, her hands

slowed my movements, letting her ride out her climax before I pulled my finger out. Bringing them to my

falling rapidly, her

you want me just like I thought." I smirked and took a step away, forcing myself not

me. "Unfortunately, Louis did better. Learn from him, Alpha Lennox. You have a long way to

vanished in an

the room as her

Unfortunately, Louis did better.

turned thick with tension. My jaw clenched, fingers curling into fists at my sides. She was taunting me, daring me to

she had no idea—no fucking idea—the beast she was

arousal—the way she had

throwing his name in my face like it

took a step toward her, slow and

She held her ground.

Of course, she did.

meet my gaze. Her pupils were still blown wide, her lips swollen from

calm. "You think saying such a lie will change the way you moaned for

hitched, but she masked it

you could have seen the way I moaned for him," she spat,

out a

letting my

isn't as tight as I thought," I said coldly. "Even Anita—who my brother and I have fucked more times than I can count—is tighter than