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.

already trembling beneath my touch. The way her thighs instinctively pressed together, the way her body arched subtly toward

but my hand didn't

she murmured, barely audible, her hand still over her

eyes fluttered shut as I dipped

gasp, I suckled her nipple again, flicking it with my tongue. Her reaction was immediate—her free

me nearly

keep going. And gods, I let her. My hips twitched into her

we were dancing to a rhythm

And yet… it felt like more than just

like something we'd been denying far too

cock, while I matched her rhythm with my fingers inside her. Our eyes locked, and I watched how breathtaking she looked when lost in pleasure. She bit her lips hard to keep from moaning, and

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

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

mouth with my hand. She bit into my

fingers out of her before licking them clean. She

I pulled her away from my

softly and tucked her face against my chest

and held her close, careful not to move too much, aware that my brothers still lay asleep on either side of us. The weight of what we'd done lingered in the air—thick, heavy, like

had crossed

all

in the quiet, while the rest

She felt like home.

me more

what tomorrow would bring. I didn't know what she'd say, or how we'd face the others.

I didn't care.

She was mine.

only for

like she belonged there. My chest rose and

almost afraid to break

meet mine. They were soft, shining even in the dim