Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 149: His Touch

Chapter 149: His Touch

Olivia's POV

He rose from the chair slowly. I stood frozen, like a prey caught in the gaze of a predator. My body reacted before I could stop it, heat rushing down my spine and settling between my thighs.

"Take off your clothes," he said, his voice low and commanding.

I flinched, eyes wide. "No…"

His eyes narrowed slightly, not in anger, but certainty. "Now."

My breath hitched. Something in his tone didn't leave room for refusal. My hands trembled as I reached for the thin strap on my shoulder, dragging it down slowly. Then the other.

The silk slipped off, dropping at my feet.

I stood there, naked.

Shivering, not from cold, but from the overwhelming awareness of his gaze raking over every inch of my body.

And then I saw it.

Desire.

Raw. Hungry. Unfiltered.

It gleamed in his eyes, darkening them, tightening his jaw.

He moved—one step, then another—until he was in front of me. Close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off his body.

His hand reached out, fingers brushing lightly down my arm. I gasped at the touch—so gentle, but electric. My nipples hardened painfully as his fingers ghosted over my skin.

"You're burning," he murmured, almost to himself. "Your body's begging for relief."

He pulled me closer, and my chest pressed against his. The contact sent sparks shooting through me. Then Suddenly, his mouth descended on mine as he kissed me.

I whimpered.

The kiss deepened. His tongue brushed against mine, coaxing, exploring. My knees buckled slightly, but his arm was already around my waist, holding me up.

His mouth trailed down my throat, his stubble scraping just enough to make me shiver. He kissed lower, his warm breath brushing over my chest. Then he took a nipple into his mouth.

I moaned.

Loudly.

in his hair as he sucked, gently at first, then harder. My thighs clenched together, my pussy aching. I could barely

his eyes dark with desire, and lifted me effortlessly into his arms.

something precious.

if I was begging him to stop or to

I cried out—arching off the bed. He

was losing my

to

He continued to lick slowly, deeply. My

My hands pulled at his hair. My legs

I whispered. "I

his way back up to

fingers slipped

louder. I was soaking, and his fingers moved perfectly, hitting all the right spots. My hips rocked

think of them—Louis… Lennox… Levi…—but the heat was too

kissed his way back up my body, and for a moment, I was completely lost

I opened my eyes.

me, brushing my hair aside.

were on the

the marks of the

breath caught. He stared at it

quickly. I was dizzy from everything,

a long time. His brows pulled together, and

drifted lower—to the other side of

still. To my

His eyes narrowed.

have three mate

I hadn't realized he'd noticed all of them. I

swallowed hard. My lips trembled as

hung in the

His eyes widened. "Three?"

I nodded slowly.

He sat back, studying me harder now—like he

you from?" he

I hesitated.