Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 173: Pleasuring Him

Olivia's POV

The sight of him, hard and ready, sent a thrill through me. I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the sensitive skin just above his length. Gabriel's hands tightened at his sides, his muscles flexing as he fought for control.

"You're perfect," I whispered, wrapping my fingers around him. He was warm, velvety smooth over unyielding steel, and the weight of his cock in my hand sent a rush of heat through me.

"Olivia," he growled, his voice thick with need. "You don't have to be gentle."

His words emboldened me. I licked a slow stripe along the underside of him, savoring the way he shuddered under my touch. His taste was intoxicating, and when I took him into my mouth, his sharp inhale sent a thrill through me.

I started slowly, letting my tongue tease and explore him as I worked him with my hand. His fingers tangled in my hair, guiding me but never forcing, his restraint making my desire to please him burn hotter. I hollowed my cheeks, taking him deeper, and his low, guttural groan was like music to my ears.

"Goddess," he rasped, his voice strained. "You're going to drive me insane."

I smiled around him, letting the vibrations of my pleasure flow through him. I quickened my pace, my hand moving in time with my mouth as I worked to unravel him. His breathing grew ragged, his muscles taut as a bowstring as he hovered on the edge.

"I—" His words broke off into a growl as his control snapped. His hips bucked slightly, and I took him deeper, my name falling from his lips like a prayer as he shattered. His release was hot and powerful, and I swallowed it all, savoring the taste of him.

When he finally stilled, his breathing heavy and uneven, I pulled back, wiping my lips with the back of my hand as I looked up at him. His eyes were half-lidded, his expression one of pure satisfaction and awe. He reached down, pulling me to my feet and into his arms.

"You're incredible," he murmured, his lips brushing against my temple. "I don't deserve you."

I smiled against his chest, my heart swelling at his words. "Maybe not," I teased lightly, "but I'm the one who decides that." I said and stepped away.

"I have to return," I added. By now, I knew they must be looking for me, and I didn't want them to see us together—not that I cared, just that I didn't want any fights.

Gabriel nodded, desire for me still in his eyes. "I will escort you!"

I smirked. "First to reach," I said, and didn't give him a chance before I swiftly shifted into my brown-furred wolf and began sprinting back toward my clothes.

I could hear the playful, annoyed grunt of Gabriel behind me as he shifted to chase after me. I giggled, wagged my tail, and increased my pace.

harder, weaving through the trees. The cool afternoon air rushed past me, carrying the scent of pine and

was relentless. His deep growl echoed through the forest, a playful warning that he was catching up. I pushed myself faster, my paws pounding against the soft ground, my heart racing with exhilaration. The thought of him overtaking me sent a

move, cutting me off with a burst of speed. He lunged, his massive form

we finally came to a stop, he pinned me beneath him, his sharp brown eyes gleaming with triumph. His wolf was breathtaking up close—his dark

growled, the words

body pressed against mine, made it difficult to hold onto my stubbornness. Slowly, I shifted back into my human form, the cool air caressing my bare skin as I

face inches from mine. His expression was

voice low and teasing, but there was a

rolled my eyes, a smile tugging at my lips.

as he helped me to my feet. We both began making our way back to where I left my clothes, the playful tension between us shifting into something more

lingered on me, his gaze softening as he reached out to

blushed but

was commanding, yet oddly comforting. For a moment, I thought he might say

against a tree, his lips quirking into a soft smile. "See you tomorrow?" he asked, his voice

him again… to be with him. But was this

my voice trailing off. My throat felt dry, the words I wanted to say

softly, tilting his head as

at him, not knowing if

schedule and let you know." My voice faltered again, and I let out

was more I wanted to say. But he didn't press. He just smiled, that same soft, maddening smile, and

wanted to look back, to see if he was still

almost at the edge of the forest, close to the border of the pack, when I saw

worried, and I knew right away—the triplets must

I just kept walking past them, pretending not to care. But my

closer to the pack house, I noticed the way people were looking at me. Some staff glanced at me, then quickly looked away. A maid even paused mid-step, staring at me like she'd

when I realized

was Gabriel's scent on

face grew hot. I tried to stay calm and keep walking like nothing

then… I

in