Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 286: Pleasured

Olivia’s POV

Levi hesitated, torn, but the desire between us was undeniable. Slowly, carefully, he guided his cock to my entrance, the thick head brushing against the slick heat of me. We both moaned at the contact, the tension snapping taut as a bowstring. I rocked my hips slightly, letting the tip of him slide along my folds—wet and pulsing, so close, yet not inside. The friction was delicious and maddening. My breath came in shallow gasps as I moved, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through my core. Levi’s grip on my hips tightened.

"Moon... you’re killing me," he groaned, his voice guttural.

Behind me, Louis wasn’t idle.

His fingers slid between my thighs again, spreading me gently. Then his thumb found my clit, circling it in slow, purposeful strokes that made my entire body jolt with sensation.

"Gods—Louis," I cried, my hips bucking between them.

Louis chuckled softly, his breath hot against my skin.

"I want to feel you fall apart," he murmured. "Right here. Between us."

Levi’s cock rubbed at my entrance, the swollen head teasing me with every rock of my hips. It was torture. Sweet, burning, sacred torture.

Our bodies moved in a rhythm that was all tension and longing, every brush of his tip making me whimper. Every flick of Louis’s thumb sent sparks bursting behind my eyes.

"Don’t stop," I whispered again, my voice shaking with emotion. "Don’t stop..."

And they didn’t.

Levi’s forehead pressed to mine, his breath ragged. Louis kissed along my back, his fingers coaxing more pleasure from my body than I thought possible.

Levi’s cock pulsed at my entrance, hot and throbbing against my slick folds as I rocked my hips again, slower this time, savoring the friction. He let out a sharp breath, his hands flexing around my waist as if anchoring himself against the urge to thrust deeper.

His eyes locked on mine—dark, dilated, pleading.

"Olivia, you don’t know what you’re doing to me..."

"I do," I whispered, brushing my lips against his, teasing him. "I feel every twitch... every ache you’re holding back."

And gods, so did I.

Louis’s fingers never stopped circling my clit—slow, steady, devastating. His other hand slid up, splaying across my stomach, holding me close as he pressed his chest to my back, his mouth grazing the shell of my ear.

"She’s trembling," he murmured to Levi, his voice deep and full of praise. "So damn responsive."

Levi groaned, his hips shifting up instinctively, the thick head of him grinding against my entrance with more pressure. I gasped, clutching his shoulders, the sensation so intense I saw stars.

"I want you to feel all of it," Levi growled, his voice thick with strain, "even if I can’t be inside you."

Louis kissed my neck from behind, slow and savoring.

I whimpered in pleasure.

Louis reached around, his fingers replacing his thumb, now sliding in gentle strokes over my clit—up and down, slow at first, then firmer, more insistent. I bucked helplessly against Levi, the friction between his cock and my folds unbearable now, driving me wild with every movement.

"More," I gasped. "Don’t stop—please, more..."

Levi captured my mouth in a kiss that was all teeth and fire, his hips rising in sync with mine. Every motion rubbed him harder against my entrance, every stroke of Louis’s fingers pushing me closer to the edge.

My entire body was a storm of sensation—heat, friction, pressure. Levi’s cock teasing, Louis’s hands orchestrating my pleasure.

"Let go, Olivia," Louis said against my ear. "Let us feel you come apart."

the sound raw and broken, as a wave of pleasure crashed through me—sharp, pulsing, endless. My legs trembled, my thighs clamped tight around Levi, my nails dug into his chest

me, moaning low into my mouth. Louis held me tight, grounding me as I trembled, whispering praise against my skin like I

Louis’s arms wrapped around me from behind, solid and warm, and Levi cradled my face, his thumbs wiping away the stray tears I hadn’t

in," I

have to. You broke me

kissed my spine, a smile in his

aftermath, the waves of pleasure still humming under my skin when Louis’s grip on my waist shifted, strong,

said

breathless and dazed, still

had your turn.

chill skated down

moved

me onto his lap,

his gaze. "Look at me.

challenge in his eyes

mouth brushing my ear. "You’ll learn

not harsh but sharp enough to jolt me, send another rush of

those legs open. I don’t like repeating

by shock and desire, and

hot. He didn’t push in, but the weight of him there was torture. My hips rolled instinctively, seeking

"No."

My breath hitched.

give you," he said, and then—gods—his fingers returned to my clit, circling it with precise, controlled pressure. "And you’ll thank

I moaned, my hips twitching

blazing with dark hunger. He reached down, wrapping a hand around himself, stroking in slow, rhythmic motions as

beautiful like this," Levi said hoarsely. "Completely

take his eyes off me. "Not undone yet," he said. "But she will

length—tip to base and back again. I cried out, the stimulation unbearable

the tip," Louis

to my thigh, punishment and reward tangled in

give you everything when you’ve

gaze—both

And the worst part?

never wanted it to

thick length of him sliding along my soaked folds.

his lips with a soft growl, sucking hard enough to make me cry out, his tongue

burying in his hair as I

around my skin, voice thick, lips never leaving

hand wrapped around himself as he stroked slowly, almost reverently. His chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, watching every

him, fingers curling around his wrist to stop

my voice hoarse

instantly, kneeling beside us, and I leaned forward, brushing my lips down his chest, down his stomach. His cock pulsed in my grip as I brought him to my mouth, slow and deliberate,

my mouth around him. The combination was too much. The push and pull. The dominance and surrender. The way Louis’s hands guided my movement while Levi trembled under

to make him lose it," Louis murmured against my skin, his mouth still close to my breast, his voice low and

response, and the vibration made Levi

his hands fisting the sheets as he suddenly pulled back,

head tipped back, his face caught in that perfect, broken bliss. The sight

moved beneath me with new purpose. His hands gripped my hips, guiding me harder, faster

growled. "Let me feel all

dug into his chest as I ground against him, hips rocking in frantic need, every movement bringing me closer to the edge again. His mouth returned to my breast, sucking

Then suddenly—he stopped.

hands gripped me tight, stilling me mid-motion, and before I could