Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 178: On Phone

Olivia’s POV

"What are you doing now?" Gabriel’s low, husky voice came through the phone, deep and rough like he’d just crawled into bed.

I blushed instantly. "Nothing really... just about to go to bed before your call came," I murmured, my voice soft and warm with sleep.

There was a pause, and then I heard him breathe. "I’m in bed too. I have to sleep early—I’ve got a meeting at eight."

I smiled to myself. "Alright."

A quiet silence fell between us. Not awkward, but tense in a way that made my heart race. Neither of us said anything for a while, and all I could hear was the sound of his breathing—deep, slow, steady. It sent a shiver down my spine.

"I wish you were here in my arms right now," he finally said, voice gravelly, full of yearning. "I’d do anything to have you beside me."

A small shiver ran through me at the sound of his voice, deep and low in my ear. Gabriel’s words lingered in the air between us, heavy and raw, stirring something deep in my belly.

"I wish you were right here in my arms... I would do anything to have you here with me," he said again, his voice thick with emotion and obvious desire.

My fingers gripped the edge of my sheets.

"What would you do if I was there?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I sounded breathless—even to myself. My heart pounded in my chest like it was trying to escape, and my skin tingled with anticipation.

Gabriel groaned softly through the phone, the sound rough and hungry. "Don’t tempt me, Olivia..."

I licked my lips, my skin already tingling. "I want to know," I said, voice barely above a whisper. "Tell me."

There was silence for a beat, then a sharp inhale from him.

"We’d continue from where I stopped... back in the woods," he said, voice rough now, laced with hunger. "I still remember how your body felt under mine, how you gasped when I touched you right..." his breath hitched, "...right between your thighs."

I clenched my legs together, heat flooding through me. My cheeks burned.

"I didn’t want to stop, Olivia," he continued, voice dark and sensual now. "Do you know how close I was to taking you right there, against that tree?"

A soft sound escaped me—half gasp, half moan.

"I wanted to hear you say my name over and over, feel you shake beneath me as I drove you over the edge. I wanted to mark you... claim you in every possible way."

My body responded to every word. I arched slightly into the mattress, needing relief from the ache building deep inside me.

"Are you touching yourself?" he asked suddenly, his voice rough with desire.

I swallowed hard. "No... not yet."

"Do it for me," he said. "Let me guide you. Let me be the one to make you fall apart... even if it’s through this phone."

tone of his voice sent another shiver coursing through me. Slowly, almost shyly, my hand

you doing it?" he asked, his voice lower now, more strained. I could practically feel the heat radiating through

whispered,

murmured, and the praise made me ache even more.

exactly that—my lashes fluttering shut, my free hand gripping the sheets as my fingers moved lower. I could still feel his hands from the woods—how he had held me against the tree, his mouth teasing mine until I’d been

voice a sinful rasp. "Kiss you slowly... then trail my mouth down your collarbone, across your chest. I’d take

moan escaped my

end. "That sound... damn, Olivia. You have no idea what

image of him above me—his eyes dark and full of hunger, his body hot and pressed against mine.

again," he

I whispered again, more breathless

soaked and begging for me to take you." His voice dropped,

to play with my nipple, and

"Do it slow.

my fingers over my slick heat and gasped, imagining

"I can hear your breathing. I can hear how

panted. "Are you touching

of the line, and then the sound of rustling sheets—flesh on flesh.

arching off the bed. "I want you

"Nice and slow. Just like that. F*ck, Olivia...

take you deep. Hard. Over and over until

release

loudly. "F*ck—Olivia—" And then I heard him come too, the sound of his breathing ragged

but it wasn’t empty. It was warm,

pressed the phone closer to my ear, my body still

the real thing next time," he murmured. "That

lips curled into a lazy smile. "You are good," I whispered, covering myself

And when I get my hands on you again..." he trailed off, voice dark and promising. "You won’t be able to walk straight the next

I didn’t look away from the ceiling.

laughed together on the phone, and then we went quiet,

it when we made out. What did they do?"

sighed, remembering what happened a few hours ago. "They went unconscious for a while, but when they woke, they did nothing," I

moment after I told him what happened to the

voice lower now, tinged with something between guilt and

pulling the blanket tighter around me. "Don’t feel sorry for

he replied calmly. "But I still think you deserve the truth about some things.

"What do you

before Gabriel spoke again,

eighteen and came to my pack

couldn’t see me. "I think so. I was thirteen then. They were there for

life. I literally missed them so much that when they returned I didn’t leave their side for a