Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 72: In the mist of my brothers

Lennox's POV

My forehead dropped to her shoulder as I breathed her in.

I could feel every stroke of her hand on my cock—slow, curious, almost shy.

We were like thieves in the dark—touching, exploring, desperate not to wake the others. Levi's breath was steady against her back. Louis still hadn't stirred. And there we were, tangled beneath a single sheet, committing quiet sins in silence.

My hips twitched as she moved again, slower this time, more deliberate.

She turned her head slightly, her breath grazing my cheek.

We didn't speak.

We didn't need to.

Our bodies spoke for us in those stolen, silent moments—full of things we couldn't say aloud.

Her hand pressed tighter over her lips, shoulders tensing. My mouth was still at her chest, and when I heard her muffled gasp, I suckled her nipple again, flicking it lightly with my tongue. I moved carefully, brushing her hair behind her ear. My hand drifted lower, fingers grazing down her side until I reached the heat of her center. She tensed slightly, her breath hitching, and I felt her hand wrap around my wrist.

"Lennox," she whispered, barely a breath. "They might wake up…"

I leaned in, lips brushing her ear. "Then be quiet, little fox."

Her eyes fluttered shut as my finger traced her again—slow, teasing. She was already slick with need, her body betraying her soft protests. I couldn't stop myself. I slid one finger inside her, slow and deep.

She gasped, biting down on her lip, one hand flying up to cover her mouth.

I felt her pussy clench around me, and it took everything in me not to groan. Her other hand reached down between us, shaky but determined, wrapping around me and stroking with trembling fingers.

We moved like shadows—slow, silent, desperate not to be found.

beneath my touch. The way her thighs instinctively pressed together, the way her body arched subtly toward me, pulled a low

whispered, but my

audible, her hand still

I

muffled gasp, I suckled her nipple again, flicking it with my tongue. Her reaction was immediate—her free hand slid beneath the sheets, down my

went through me nearly made me

keep going. And gods, I let her. My hips twitched into her hand, my mouth still latched to her

a rhythm only we knew—while Levi and Louis

it

something we'd been

increased the pace of her strokes on my cock, while I matched her rhythm with my fingers inside her. Our eyes locked, and I watched how breathtaking

Too close. And I couldn't release—not here,

stopped her. "I can't cum," I whispered, and the look she gave me told me she

moaned, and I quickly covered her mouth with my hand. She bit into my palm, lost in pleasure, but I didn't pull away. I kept stroking her until she came undone around my fingers and collapsed into my chest, panting

and slowly pulled my fingers out of her before licking

pulled her away from my chest, and

exhaled softly and tucked her face against my chest again, her

still lay asleep on either side of us.

had crossed a

all

in the quiet, while the rest of the world slept

She felt like home.

me more than

or how we'd face the others. But right now…

I didn't care.

She was mine.

for the

belonged

afraid to

They were soft, shining even in the dim light. No words passed between us. They