Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 295: First Sex

Olivia’s POV

The bed dipped as they climbed on, surrounding me.

It seemed Louis would go in first because he settled between my thighs. His hands slid up my legs, thumbs circling the insides of my thighs, coaxing me open. He looked up at me with those rich brown eyes, full of hunger and desire.

Lennox and Levi stayed close—one on either side of me. Levi took my breast into his mouth without a word, tongue flicking and sucking with a greed that had my hips lifting from the mattress. Lennox claimed my mouth, kissing me slow and deep, fingers threading into my hair as if he were grounding us both.

Louis leaned in.

But instead of pressing inside me, he licked my pussy—one slow, possessive drag of his tongue that made my back arch and my mouth break from Lennox’s kiss in a gasp.

"Gods," I whispered, trembling.

Louis only smirked against my skin, then pressed another soft, devastating kiss before pulling back.

I blinked, confused for a moment... until Lennox slid between my legs, taking Louis’s place. He smirked at me—that smirk he always wore when things went his way.

"I picked first, darling," he murmured, his voice a low, heated rumble that sent a shiver dancing down my spine.

I sucked a deep breath, feeling my wolf purring for action... The bitch was impatient. Not like they were shifting and taking me in wolf form.

Lennox leaned down, his mouth hovering just above mine. "You still sure?" he whispered, eyes searching mine.

My whole body answered before my voice could. I nodded, pulling him down for a kiss that held nothing back.

Lennox pulled back slightly, his fingers brushing along my jaw before trailing lower. "Let’s open you up first," he whispered, and before I could brace myself, two of his fingers slid inside me.

I gasped, my hips jerking, the sudden fullness startling and overwhelming. But before the sound could fully escape, Levi sealed my lips with his mouth, swallowing my moan as his tongue tangled with mine.

Louis, ever attuned to my every breath, took my nipple into his mouth, sucking softly—tenderly—his hand splayed over my chest as though trying to soothe the tremble coursing through me.

Lennox moved his fingers slowly, carefully, curling them inside me, stretching me with deliberate intent. My thighs quivered, and a needy whimper slipped into Levi’s mouth. I was unraveling, undone by too much sensation and not enough—never enough—of them.

"Please," I whispered against Levi’s lips, my voice cracked and breathless. I broke the kiss, my gaze finding Lennox. "Please... go in."

His eyes darkened with restrained hunger, and he leaned closer, nuzzling my cheek. "You sure, baby?" he asked again, his voice hoarse with control.

I nodded—desperate now. "Please, Lennox..."

Then I felt it—the blunt, hot press of his tip nudging at my entrance.

My breath hitched.

was bigger than I remembered. Or maybe it just felt that way because

the pressure already bordering on

hand coming to rest gently

like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. He moved slowly, inch by agonizing inch, every muscle in his body

while his fingers

on Lennox’s as I felt him push deeper. There was a sudden

the heat in them

sorry," he mouthed, lips barely

didn’t want him to be sorry. I wanted him.

I whispered. "Don’t

then slid back in—gentle, controlled—our eyes never wavering. The burn gave way to a deeper fullness, one that made my

my breast, his tongue lapping softly, soothing the ache building in my chest. Levi’s lips trailed kisses down my shoulder and neck,

who leaned down, pressing the softest

he began to

Slow.

Measured.

Deep.

he was memorizing every gasp, every flutter of my

his

murmured, his voice

moan, unable to speak, overwhelmed by

deeper into me, stretching me to take all of him. My gasp slipped into a moan, and

like the world narrowed to the space between our

his muscles flexed as if straining against a leash. His restraint was noble... but I didn’t want

I whispered, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him deeper into me.

darkened—blazing amber now—and

Gods.

He rocked into me slow, then deeper, hips rolling with a rhythm that made my entire body quake beneath

through my mind, pressing against the edges of me, purring, wild, needy. She wanted this.

my hair back and kissing the sensitive skin behind

other breast, tongue circling, suckling

out as Lennox changed angle, hitting something that made stars burst behind my

arched

My moans grew louder.

molten pleasure that stole the breath from my

groaning like the restraint he’d clung to was finally unraveling.

His pace changed.

thrusts became stronger, deeper,

watching the pleasure unravel him the same way it was consuming me. His amber eyes locked with mine, and it wasn’t just our bodies that were joined. It was everything. Our souls,