Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 57: Let Me Touch You

Chapter 57: Let Me Touch You

Olivia's POV

I was about going to bed when I got a whiff of a familiar smell. I instantly knew it was Louis.

I didn't need to check—I already knew he was right outside my door. His scent was too close, too intense.

Not wanting him to barge into my room, I sprang out of bed and headed for the door, deciding that whatever he had to say, he could say it from the hallway. But the moment I pulled the door open, I was met with a sight that made me hesitate.

Louis stood there, breathing heavily, his body glistening with sweat, and his usually cool brown eyes now burned with something wild? Hunger? Desperation? I couldn't tell. Before I could even form a sentence, he shoved me gently but firmly back into the room, stepped inside, and closed the door behind him. Then he pressed himself against the door.

I furrowed my brow, confused. "Louis, what—?"

But the moment I saw his eyes—those burning, untamed eyes—I knew something was wrong.

He didn't say a word. Just leaned against the door like he was trying to hold himself together, breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling with the effort of restraint. His shirt clung to him, soaked with sweat, and then, unexpectedly, he began to undo the remaining buttons.

One. Two. Three.

I watched, dumbfounded, as he shrugged it off, letting it fall to the floor like it meant nothing. And gods… his chest. All muscle and heat and raw power, flexing with every breath he took. His body was tensed like a predator fighting a leash.

My eyes dropped lower—unintentionally.

hard and twitching under the

took a step

he rasped, voice hoarse and broken.

heat rolling from him hit me in waves. His scent—earthy,

though deep down, I already

in the drink. A sexual craving potion… but

lips parted

to stay away from you, but this—" He grabbed my wrist suddenly,

of his skin. The way his heart raced. And the way his cock

help… I promise I won't go far… just a few touches from you and it will die down…" Louis pleaded desperately, his breathing

wolf whimpered from the

sure she'll welcome you with open

eyes. "Please, Oli…" he gasped. My heart ached. They haven't called me that name for the past four

bond is pulling me toward you. No one can detoxify me except

"Anita has your mark too, doesn't she? Tell your wolf that and get

eyes. It hurt. It hurt that he was here because of a drug, not because he wanted me.

my back. His arousal pressed hard

of me… anything you want… please just give me the consent to touch you… damn! I don't want to touch you against your will, but my control is slipping away… I don't know if I will be able to control myself any moment from now." He pleaded, and I knew he was right. Soon he might not be able to control his desires, and whether

like a plea wrapped in

Then I finally whispered, "I don't have a request right

I swear!" he