Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 296: Second Sex

Olivia’s POV

As Lennox finally pulled back, his lips brushing mine in a final kiss, my body trembled with aftershocks. I barely had time to catch my breath before Levi was there, positioning himself into the space between my thighs.

Our eyes locked.

His usual playfulness was gone, replaced by something intense. Reverent. As though I were a gift he had waited his entire life to unwrap.

"Hey," he whispered, brushing my hair away from my face, his thumb trailing softly down my cheek.

"Hi," I breathed, my heart still racing.

His lips found mine in a kiss that started slow, but deepened quickly—hungry, desperate, and full of heat. He kissed like he was claiming me, branding me from the inside out. And I kissed him back, my hands finding their way into his hair, pulling him closer, anchoring myself to him.

Louis remained close, trailing soft kisses down my collarbone, his hand stroking gently over my side, soothing. Lennox settled beside me too, watching with hooded eyes, his fingers lazily brushing my stomach as though unwilling to let me go completely.

But Levi... Levi was everything in that moment.

He pulled back from the kiss just enough to press his forehead against mine.

"You’re perfect," he whispered, his voice low and hoarse. "I’ve waited for this. For you."

His hand slid between my thighs, not rushing me, but feeling the way I pulsed—still sensitive, still aching. When his fingers brushed my clit, I arched into him instinctively, a broken sound escaping me.

"Yes," he murmured, kissing me again. "That’s my girl."

His hand stilled between my thighs, his eyes searching mine as he hovered over me. His chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, the heat of his skin pressed against mine. There was so much in his gaze—desire, reverence, and something deeper, something that made my chest ache.

"You ready?" he asked softly, his voice husky.

I nodded, my throat too tight to speak. I was still trembling, sore and sensitive from Lennox, but the way Levi looked at me made me feel like I could take anything. Like I wanted to.

to my entrance, rubbing gently against

My breath hitched.

it had been with Lennox—my body was already stretched and slick—but the discomfort was still there. I winced,

his voice

through the tension, trying to focus on the warmth of

the corner of my mouth. "Just a little

he was fully inside

We both stilled.

sweat beading at his temple as he tried to stay still, his body trembling with restraint. I felt

a shaky

a low groan

every sound that left my lips. The discomfort dulled quickly, replaced by growing pleasure

stirred again, moaning with me, pushing

"You feel like heaven," he whispered. "I don’t ever want

urging him deeper.

thrusts. The way he moved inside me was worshipful, yet intense—every motion deliberate, every sound that tore from my throat matched by his low groans. Our eyes remained locked, even as everything around

circles. My body jolted at the added stimulation, the dual sensations overwhelming. I gasped,

without warning, Levi

up at him, breathless and dazed, confused by

my side, giving Levi room as he moved behind me. I felt the mattress shift, then the warmth of Levi’s chest pressing against my back.

entered me again, it was from behind, deeper, the angle more intense. I gasped sharply, my hand flying out to grip the sheets, but

mouth, his hand cupping

thrust making my breath hitch. His hand slid around to clutch my waist, holding me tight against him. The sensation of being surrounded, touched, cherished from all sides—it was too

along my neck,

rasped, his breath hot

vibrating against my skin like a thunderclap. I could feel his wolf through the bond, rumbling with pleasure, moaning in unison with his every thrust.

Lennox’s kiss as Levi drove deeper. My moan was swallowed by Lennox’s lips, his tongue stroking mine,

closer and closer to the edge. My hips moved instinctively, meeting Levi’s rhythm, matching

ear,