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.

down to capture her lips in another deep, tender kiss, then

in her gaze, I

our hearts pounded in tandem and

"Goddess," I moaned.

around me like a velvet glove, wet and tight, and I had to squeeze my eyes shut for a moment just to hold back from losing

let out a guttural moan inside me, his voice echoing

Her walls clamped around my cock with pulsing need, drawing

still inside her, just

breathless, her lips parting as

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

began to move—slow, deliberate strokes that made her gasp

shoulders, her nails digging into my skin like she

twitch of pleasure

soft moans, the slick, sinful rhythm of our

her again, deeper this time, and her moan

a kiss to the

me," I whispered. "Look

locked with mine, glassy with desire, full of emotion I

fluttering around me like her body was already close

to mark her, to claim her completely, but I held myself back and continued thrusting, savoring each second, each sound she made, each

her fingers tangled in my

she gasped again, her voice cracking with pleasure.

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

against her lips,

trembled beneath me, and I wanted her even closer—wanted to hold her in a way

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

neck, cradling her head as I pulled her back to my

perfectly, and I wasted no time in

both gasped. Her body arched, and mine trembled

forehead to the back of her neck. "You feel even tighter like

head falling back against my shoulder, her hand reaching behind to grip my thigh as I began to thrust again—deeper, slower, dragging every inch through her until she was gasping my

of her neck, tasting the sweat and

cupping it,