Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 78: It Was A Dream

Lennox's POV

The moment I stepped into the room, I felt the heat in the air. Tension thick. My eyes darted between Olivia—who looked far too composed for someone who'd just been grounded for hours—and Louis, who was breathing heavily.

Something had just happened.

I narrowed my eyes.

Louis wouldn't even look at me.

"Everything okay here?" I asked, my voice filled with suspicion.

Olivia gave me a glare.

"Louis was just informing me that I'm free to move around."

I turned to Louis, who was avoiding my gaze.

"I'm leaving," he suddenly said, and without meeting my gaze, he went for the door, pushed it open, and left, leaving me with Olivia.

I felt something wasn't right, but I just couldn't pinpoint what it was.

Looking back at Olivia, she glared at me, her arms folded across her chest.

"You should also leave," she said coldly, clearly sending me out.

My frown deepened, and I took a step closer to her. "That was not what you told me last night when my finger was inside you," I said, my voice sounding husky.

Olivia swallowed hard and lifted up her chin. "I thought we were not supposed to talk about it… to me, it was a dream, and it will remain that way."

I stared at her, stunned. "A dream?" My chest tightened with anger.

repeated, stepping closer. "That's what you're

but held her ground. "What happened was actually a nightmare to me,"

"A nightmare? You weren't complaining when you were trembling under my touch," I said, voice low, rough. "When you

second—just

the gap between us until her back hit the wall. My hands came up, caging her in on either side of her head. Her

I whispered, my mouth brushing her ear. "Then tell me… was

answer, I claimed

The kiss wasn't soft.

It was punishment—a reminder.

I swallowed the sound, pressing her tighter against the wall as my hands slid down, trailing her sides, tracing the

cracking with every stroke of my tongue, every low growl rumbling

enough to

remind you,"

hem of her gown, grazing her thighs, inching higher. Her breath hitched as I reached her panties, my fingers gliding over the soft lace, until I touched the heat

smirking against

shifted it aside. My fingers slid against her

back against the wall, lips parted, chest rising

can lie to yourself all you want," I said as I circled her entrance

her up with my free arm, my lips trailing down her neck, nipping and

a pace that made

into me, her walls clenching around my fingers like she was on

won't!" she moaned

pussy pulsing around my fingers. She was dripping for me,

Fine.

I wasn't done.

dress and pushed it down to her waist. Then I leaned down, capturing one of her nipples through

me, her hands threading into my hair as a moan

the other nipple, tugging it into my mouth, biting just hard enough to make her gasp. "And you're still pretending

just right, hitting that spot that made her cry out—still refusing to say it. Her body betrayed her every second—shaking, clenching,