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."

trembled, my thighs clamped tight around Levi, my nails dug into his chest as the orgasm rolled

as he jerked against me, moaning low into my mouth. Louis held me tight, grounding me as

drum. Louis’s arms wrapped around me from behind, solid and warm, and Levi cradled my face, his thumbs wiping away the

even go in," I whispered, half-laughing,

hoarsely. "Didn’t have to. You broke

in his voice. "And you’re

still humming under my skin when

said

blinked, breathless and dazed, still beneath me.

had your

with that voice. A chill skated down my spine at how

hard, his breath uneven as he moved to the side. I barely had time to gasp before Louis

here," Louis said, pulling me onto his lap, positioning me

meet his gaze. "Look at me. Stay right here. You don’t move

trembling, but the challenge in his

mouth brushing my ear. "You’ll learn not to

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

open. I don’t

by shock and desire, and

his cock pressed against my folds, teasing and hot. He didn’t push in, but the weight of him there

"No."

My breath hitched.

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

moaned, my hips twitching against

my side, Levi watched with parted lips, his chest heaving, his eyes blazing with dark hunger. He reached down, wrapping a hand around himself, stroking in slow, rhythmic motions as he watched Louis dominate the

like this," Levi said hoarsely. "Completely

me. "Not undone yet," he

over his length—tip to base and back again. I cried out, the stimulation unbearable in the best way. Still, he didn’t enter. Not even

the tip," Louis murmured.

his hand struck again—another soft slap to my thigh, punishment and

everything when you’ve

between his wicked touch and Levi’s gaze—both of them working me from opposite ends

And the worst part?

wanted it to

I rolled my hips over him again and again, the thick length of him sliding along my soaked folds. The friction was maddening, every

soft growl, sucking hard enough to make me cry out,

hair as I rode the ridge of him. "Don’t

around my skin, voice thick, lips never leaving my

dark, his jaw clenched, his hand wrapped around himself as he stroked

fingers curling around

said, my voice hoarse with

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, never breaking

into my mouth, matching the rhythm of my hips against Louis with the motion of my mouth around him. The combination was too much. The push

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

and

his hands fisting the sheets as he suddenly pulled back, his breath ragged.

straining as he came, his head tipped back, his face caught in

my hips, guiding me harder,

that," he growled. "Let me feel all

I ground against him, hips rocking in frantic need, every movement bringing me closer

Then suddenly—he stopped.

and before I could speak, he