Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 666

Chapter 666: Still Want You

Olivia’s POV

​After making sure Lennox was resting soundly, I made my way to the room next door. I needed to see Levi. I found him sprawled on the bed, looking utterly drained. His skin was pale, and there were dark circles under his eyes that made my chest ache.

​"Levi?" I whispered, walking to his bedside.

​He opened his eyes slowly, a weary smile touching his lips. "How is he?"

​"Sleeping," I said, sitting on the edge of the mattress. "And he’s better. Truly better. How are you?"

​"I’m fine, Olivia. Just... empty." He sighed, staring up at the ceiling. After a long silence, his voice dropped, turning heavy with guilt. "I’m sorry. I’m so sorry for keeping his illness from you. I’m sorry for the man I became—the coldness, the secrets. I’ve made so many mistakes."

​He turned his head to look at me, his eyes full of a painful honesty. "I understand if you want to break this bond between us. If you want to just be with Lennox and walk away from me... I won’t fight you. I’ve caused you enough grief."

​I frowned, a spark of anger mixing with my love for him. "So that’s it? You’re just going to let me go that easily? You think I’m that fragile, Levi?"

​"Olivia, I just want you to be happy—" love you, you idiot," I cut him off, my voice cracking. "I love Louis, and I love Lennox. I love all three of you differently, and I can’t let go of any of you. You think I can’t forgive? We are humans, Levi. We break, we make mistakes, but we heal. I love you so much, and I want our family united. All of us."

​Levi’s breath hitched, and before he could say another word, I leaned down and captured his lips with mine. I wanted to show him that he was forgiven. I wanted him to feel that he was still mine.

​The kiss deepened instantly, fueled by the raw, desperate energy of the day. Levi groaned into my mouth, his hands coming up to grip my waist, pulling me firmly against his body. The guilt seemed to melt away, replaced by a primal, burning need.

​"Olivia," he rasped against my skin as I moved to straddle him.

​I didn’t want to talk. I reached for the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head, tossing it aside. Levi’s eyes darkened, his hands sliding up my ribs to cup my breasts. I let out a shaky breath, my pussy already throbbing and soaking wet at the feel of his rough palms.

​I made quick work of my skirt and panties, throwing them onto the floor. Levi was already hard, his cock straining against his trousers. I reached down, unzipping him and freeing his thick, pulsing length. It was hot and heavy in my hand, and the sight of it made my head spin.

​"Fuck," Levi hissed as I wrapped my fingers around him, giving him a firm squeeze.

​I didn’t wait. I lifted my hips and guided his cock to my entrance. I was so slick, so ready for him. I sank down slowly, taking every inch of him into my tight, aching pussy. I let out a long, loud moan as he filled me completely, his girth stretching my walls to the limit.

​Levi’s hands dug into my ass, his knuckles white as he began to thrust upward. I started to bounce on him, my movements frantic and hungry. The sound of our bodies colliding—the wet, rhythmic slapping of my ass against his thighs—filled the quiet room.

​"You’re mine," Levi growled, his Alpha dominance surging back as he flipped us over. He pinned my wrists above my head, his chest heaving as he hammered into me with brutal, honest force. "Tell me you’re mine."

​"I’m yours," I screamed, my back arching as he hit my sweet spot over and over. "Always yours, Levi!"

​I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, wanting to feel him in my very soul. My pussy clutched at him, milking his thick cock until I felt the pressure behind my eyes reach a breaking point. Levi let out a primal roar, his body tensing as he surged inside me, his hot cum flooding my womb in thick, pulsing waves.

​The air in the room was thick with the scent of our climax, the sheets damp and tangled around our legs. Levi was still pulsing deep inside me, his head buried in the crook of my neck as we both fought to catch our breath.

​Then, the door clicked open.

​I didn’t even have the strength to pull the covers up. I looked up to see Louis standing there. He didn’t look shocked; his eyes were dark, roaming over my flushed, naked body and Levi’s sweat-slicked back. A slow, predatory smirk spread across his lips as he kicked the door shut behind him.

​"Well," Louis murmured, his voice a low, vibrating growl as he started unbuttoning his shirt. "It seems you two are having quite a bit of fun without me."

​Levi lifted his head, a smirk of his own playing on his lips despite his exhaustion. "There’s plenty of her to go around, Brother."

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