Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 297: Third Sex

Louis POV

Impatiently, I grabbed the bedsheet under us and ripped a strip from it easily. I saw her eyes widen—not in fear, but with something that made my chest tighten.

Excitement. Trust.

I gently took her wrists in my hands, moving slowly. I didn’t want to scare her.

"Do you trust me?" I asked, my voice low and full of concern. For a Dom, trust wasn’t just important—it was everything.

She nodded quickly. "Yes."

"Good," I said as I tied her hands together and raised them above her head. Not too tight—just enough so she’d feel that she was mine.

I leaned down and kissed her knuckles gently. Even though I had control, I wanted her to know I still cared. Deeply.

"I won’t go deeper tonight," I whispered against her skin. "It’s your first time with me. I’ll give you enough to remember... but not everything."

I leaned closer, my body brushing hers, and whispered near her ear, "Next time, when you’re ready, I won’t hold back."

I reached for the second strip of fabric I’d torn earlier, letting it slide slowly through my fingers before gently bringing it to her eyes.

"One more thing, sweetheart," I murmured, brushing her cheek with my knuckles.

Her breath hitched.

"Trust me?" I asked again.

"Yes," she whispered.

I blindfolded her with care, tying the knot just tight enough to keep her in the dark. The moment her vision was gone, her other senses lit up—her lips parted, her breathing deepened. She was already slipping into that headspace, giving herself over to me completely.

I guided her body, pressing softly on her shoulder.

"Turn around," I said.

She obeyed.

"Now lie on your stomach... good girl."

I dragged my hand down the curve of her back, then gripped her hips and gently lifted her.

"Ass up for me, darling."

She followed my instruction slowly, her breathing shaky and eager.

I let my fingers trail down her spine, then between her thighs, just grazing the entrance of her soaked red pussy, but I didn’t go in. She gasped when I teased her gently, then gave her a firm, open-palmed smack on the side of her ass. The sound echoed. She cried out—not just from the sting, but from the surge of sensation that came with it.

"How do you feel?" I asked, watching the way her body shivered.

"Great," she said breathlessly.

over the backs of her thighs. But I didn’t give her what she clearly wanted—not yet. Instead, I took my time. I kissed the shell of her ear and rubbed my finger on her entrance as she trembled

well for me,"

thighs clenched. She was shaking now with anticipation, her

"Please," she whispered.

pressed a kiss to the base

yet, sweetheart. But

slowly, making her stand on the bed. She clung to

laid on the bed with my back, then guided her gently, coaxing her to straddle me. Her legs

murmured, settling

her pussy came in contact with my face, I felt her shudder, but I didn’t give her the time—I brought out my tongue and licked

in shock and positioned herself, placing both

open just a little more, guiding her movements as I licked into her slowly, purposefully. She tasted like everything

held her firm. She sobbed. She was crying from the overwhelming pleasure, her

right, letting her feel every second. Her hips rolled,

as I ate

louder this

of her sensitive, flushed

behind her, his mouth finding her other breast. He

gripped the bed, her nails digging into the covers, her body

"I c-can’t—Louis—I—!" she gasped.

against her, my voice muffled as I sucked harder, guiding her with both hands

her, loud and unrestrained, her cry echoing through the room as she pressed against my face, unable to

her through

gasping, I lifted her carefully and laid her back down on the bed. Her chest rose

between her thighs, taking my time, watching her with emotions I couldn’t explain. My hand slid down, and I rubbed the tip of my length along her folds,

whimpered, trying to

whispered, my voice

hand moved up blindly, finding my chest... then

softly it made my chest ache. "Please

couldn’t hold

thread of restraint from me. I gripped her thighs gently and eased forward, letting the head

So damn tight.

little and stopped, breathing hard against her shoulder as her body clamped down on me. She gasped, her fingers clutching the sheets like

to

time. She shifted under me, adjusting, and I eased in further—slow, deliberate. Her

"You okay?" I murmured.

nodded, whispering, "Don’t

So I didn’t.

was fully inside, I paused again, savoring the feel of her wrapped around me. Then I began to move,

clutching them for balance as

her thighs and giving her a light spank. She let out a sharp cry, the pain mixing with pleasure, making her quake

and flipped her with

stomach, baby," I said