Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 46: Desire her.

Chapter 46: Desire her.

Levi's POV

I noticed she hesitated for a moment before she went for the buttons of her tank top. When I stood, I settled my eyes on her, watching, not able to look away from her. There was something different about her. And it wasn't just the blond hair she now wore. It was something deeper. Something I couldn't explain.

Olivia pulled off her tank top and stood before me in nothing but her red lace bra. I swallowed hard, my gaze locking onto the way her breasts filled the bra. My wolf stirred inside me, growling low and possessive.

She reached for the zipper of her pants next, and I watched—entranced—as she pulled them down to her knees, then stepped out of them, revealing the matching red lace panties that clung to her curves.

Where I stood, I gawked at her, from her boobs filling the lace bra to her cleavages and then I moved downward to her flat stomach and then to her curves, her hips.

I swallowed hard and looked around the field, daring to see if anyone was looking at her, I swear they were signing their own death sentence. But no one dared to look at her, everyone seemed to be focused on their activities. Nudity was common among us, but somehow I wanted to be the only one to see her nakedness or perhaps my brothers too. I wished I could stop her from going naked, but it was foolish, I have to get comfortable with her going naked before everyone like we all do.

My heart thundered in my chest, louder than I'd ever admit, as Olivia slowly straightened. Her fingers hovered near the clasp of her bra. I saw her glance up and our eyes locked.

She held my gaze.

There was something daring in her eyes, something fierce, and I couldn't look away even if I tried. The moment stretched, charged with heat and tension, and then—she unhooked the clasp at her back with a subtle flick.

The red lace slid down her arms like a whisper before it dropped to the grass at her feet.

Her breasts were now bare before me, full and soft, and I struggled to breathe, my wolf growling possessively. My jaw clenched as I forced my hands to remain at my sides, the need to touch her almost unbearable. But I didn't move even though I wanted to.

Then she reached for the band of her panties.

I took a half step forward, instinctively, but stopped myself. Her fingers slid beneath the lace, and with a slow, deliberate movement, she pushed them down. The fabric glided past her hips, down her legs, and finally joined the rest of her clothes on the grass.

And there she stood.

Completely naked.

Her skin glowed in morning sun, flawless and smooth, her curves delicate and sexy all at once. My gaze dropped for a heartbeat to where her thighs met, her private area neatly shaven. My dick jerked, and I could feel myself getting hardened.

My wolf pushed harder against my chest, a low rumble of desire vibrating through me. I wanted her, fuck I desired her.

my head, the thought of taking her out of this field and into my room

I shook the thought

the woman I hated. The one who broke

suddenly said, lifting her chin, "or are

deepened, she knew

the effect she had

Damn her.

for her not to notice or anyone, I swiftly shifted into my brown

stood on all fours, my brown wolf towering and proud, Olivia didn't

and then, with a roll of her shoulders and a sharp glint in her

rich brown fur. Her wolf was smaller than mine,

as our bodies collided with a heavy thud, her teeth

no doubt about that—but

forgotten everything I taught you," I taunted her through the mind link, as I spun and shoved her down with a firm paw to her

echoed

nothing," she snapped back, her voice

strength, her claws scraping my side. I skidded back,

stance is sloppy. Feet too wide.

"Shut up!" she barked.

again, her jaw aiming for my shoulder, but I sidestepped and caught her, flipping her mid-air and slamming her back against the

didn't let her up

and bodies flush.

I didn't throw her off. I twisted, rolled, and pinned her down. Her wolf growled under mine, snapping at my face, but I held her down with my weight, muzzle pressed against

And then—she shifted.

second, fur. The

Soft, golden skin.

Naked.

Writhing beneath me.

rose and fell, her lips parted in a sharp exhale. My paws were still pinning her shoulders down when I felt her heat. Her curves pressed

I couldn't stop myself.

I shifted.

form hovered over hers, chest to chest, hips to hips. And fuck—my

groan ripped from my