Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 315: Love Making( Levi)

Levi’s POV

Moving upward, she drew me toward herself, and our lips crashed into a heated kiss.

I groaned into her mouth, gripping her waist as she pulled me closer, our bodies sliding against each other with intoxicating friction.

Olivia’s hand slid between us, fingers wrapping around my cock, stroking slowly, deliberately. The sudden jolt of pleasure made me break the kiss with a low groan.

"Patience," I rasped, my voice rough as I caught her wrist gently, trying to stop her.

But she looked up at me, defiant and full of heat.

"No," she whispered. "I’ve waited long enough."

I stared into her eyes, and for a fleeting second, the world went quiet.

No sound. No movement. Just her.

The heat in the room, the thunder of my own heartbeat—everything narrowed to her gaze.

I leaned in and kissed her again, slower this time. My mouth left hers to trail soft kisses down her neck, across her collarbone, and finally to her breasts.

I took my time there, gently drawing one nipple between my lips, sucking softly, teasing it with the tip of my tongue until she gasped my name and arched into me.

My hand replaced hers around my length, guiding it slowly between her thighs.

She moaned softly, her hips lifting to meet me, her body already trembling with anticipation.

I paused, just at her entrance, holding myself there as I looked at her pleasure-filled face. But her eyes were closed, and I really wanted to look into those fascinating eyes of hers while I made love to her.

"Open your eyes, love," I whispered, my voice a low growl.

Slowly, she did. And when she smiled at me, it felt like the earth shifted.

"This is our first time alone," she whispered.

leaned down to capture her lips in

in her gaze, I pressed forward—entering her

joined. Until our

"Goddess," I moaned.

a velvet glove, wet and tight, and I had to squeeze my eyes shut

out a guttural moan inside me, his voice echoing through my chest, syncing

once. Her walls clamped around my cock with pulsing need, drawing me deeper, begging me

hands gripping her hips as I held still inside her, just for a second longer, wanting to

whispered, breathless, her lips parting as

baby," I murmured, brushing my nose against hers. "You feel

deliberate strokes that made her gasp each time

gripped my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin like she needed something to

and twitch of pleasure

sounds—low groans, soft moans,

tipped back, lips parting wider as I rocked into her again, deeper this time, and her moan echoed

forward, pressing a kiss to the corner of

with me," I whispered.

with mine, glassy with desire, full of emotion I

I could feel her walls tightening, fluttering around me like her body was already close to the

coiled low in my spine, my wolf pacing, snarling with the urge to mark her, to claim her completely, but I

trembling beneath me, her fingers tangled in my hair, her lips parted

gasped again, her voice cracking with

sweeping into her mouth, tasting her need, her desperation, and her

you," I whispered against her lips, brushing a

to hold her in a way

pulled out, making her whimper at the loss, then gently guided

slid my arm under her neck, cradling her head as I pulled her back to my chest, spooning her as if she

and I wasted

and mine trembled with the new

to the back of her neck. "You feel

moaned, her head falling back against my shoulder, her hand reaching behind to grip my thigh as I began to thrust again—deeper,

her neck, tasting the

hand slid to her breast, cupping it, squeezing gently until she cried out