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.

back with just as much force. But the moment my tongue slid against hers—claiming, dominating—she whimpered, and that sound sent a jolt straight

me. My hands roamed

as my fingers found her thigh, slowly inching up, teasing, daring her to

But she didn't.

under mine as I kissed her with a hunger I couldn't control. She

her breast through the thin fabric, feeling her body shudder at my

her body already begging for more. My fingers found her slick heat, and I groaned as I teased

My cock throbbed at the thought of sinking into

she was untouched. No man had ever

anyone who even

much I hated her, I

and it only made me move faster, desperate to hear more of those breathless sounds she made

had never felt this way—not with anyone—and

deepening our kiss,

I tugged the towel off her

taking one into my mouth, sucking hard while my other hand played with her nipple. Her moans filled the room, her body

her faster, her walls tightening around me. Her cries grew louder, her hands clutching at me as

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

rapidly, her wide eyes

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

at me. "Unfortunately, Louis did better. Learn from him, Alpha

smirk vanished in an

the room as her words sliced

Unfortunately, Louis did better.

clenched, fingers curling into fists at my

she had no idea—no fucking idea—the beast

betraying every lie she tried to feed me. I could still smell her arousal—the way she had melted under my touch, the way

his name in my face like it

took a step toward

She held her ground.

Of course, she did.

jaw, tilting her face up to mine, forcing her to meet my gaze. Her pupils were still blown wide,

deadly calm. "You think saying such

breath hitched, but she masked it quickly, her glare

the way I moaned for him," she spat, her

a

back, letting my eyes

said coldly. "Even Anita—who my brother and I