She opened her mouth to say something, but she shut up.
Louis and Levi moved to stand beside me, their gazes just as dark, just as possessive as mine. I knew Gabriel hadn’t touched her.
If he had, I would have felt it. But God, I was so jealous… the fact that he had to see her naked, the fact that he must have imagined something in his head was driving me insane.
I stepped closer, looming over Olivia where she sat on my bed, her bare legs tucked under her, her arms crossed tightly over her chest.
“You think I’m fucking stupid?” I snarled, my voice sharp and dripping with anger. “Did you fuck him, Olivia? Is that why you were wearing his damn clothes? Because you couldn’t even be bothered to come back to your own pack after he was done with you?”
The moment the words left my mouth, I saw her freeze.
Her mouth parted in shock, and for a heartbeat, she just stared at me. And then-
She exploded.
“You bastard!” Olivia screamed, launching herself off the bed, her hands shoving at my chest. “How dare you accuse me of that?”
I let her push me let her tiny fists slam against me- because it was either that or grab her and do something I’d regret.
“You went to his territory!” I shouted back. “You came back smelling like him! Wearing his fucking clothes! What the hell was I supposed to think, Olivia?!”
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“If I had fucked him, you would have known, you fucking asshole!” she shricked, her face blotchy with rage.
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Her breathing was ragged, her body trembling, her eyes glittering with unshed tears not of sadness, but pure, blistering anger.
“You know what?” she spat, her voice full of anger. “Reject me.”
She stared straight at the three of us, her body trembling.
“You don’t want this bond. You hate me. You were forced to marry me. So why don’t you go ahead and reject me?”
She choked on the last words, her pain so evident in her voice.
“This bond… this marriage was a mistake. Let’s end it. Let’s set each other free.”
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Lennox’s POV
For a moment, the room was dead silent.
Only her ragged breathing and the pounding of my own furious heartbeat filled the air.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
Reject her?
Set each other free?
As if it would be that easy. As if I could ever let her go.
Louis let out a low, warning growl beside me. Levi looked like he was about to lose his mind.
And me?
I snapped.
I closed the distance between us in a blink, grabbing her wrists and slamming her back onto the bed. Her body bounced beneath me as I pinned her down, caging her with my arms, my face inches from hers.
“Don’t you dare,” I growled, my voice so low it was almost unrecognizable. “Don’t you ever say that again.”
Tears filled her eyes, but she glared up at me with the same fiery stubbornness that drove me mad.
“I can’t live like this anymore!” she cried. “Living every day wondering if today will be the day you finally hate me enough to reject me-“
“You think we ever wanted to hate you?” Louis barked, stepping forward.
“You think we are happy about this?” Levi added, his voice a guttural snarl.
I leaned closer, my forehead pressing against hers, trying to breathe her in, trying to control myself.
But she glared up at me. “I wish I was mated to someone else… someone who would…”
Without another thought, I crashed my mouth onto hers.
It wasn’t soft. It wasn’t gentle.
It was raw, desperate, furious.
Our Teeth clashing. Our Breath stolen.
Olivia gasped beneath me, stunned for a split second before her hands, those fists that had been hitting me just moments ago, grabbed at my hair and pulled me closer.
I groaned into her mouth, the taste of her sweet, angry, mine-sending fire straight through my veins.
Louis and Levi didn’t stay back either.
I felt them on either side of us – Louis’s hand trailing up her thigh, Levi’s fingers brushing her waist.
She moaned against my lips, her body arching up into mine instinctively, seeking more.
God, it was like she was made to fit between us.
I pulled back slightly, just enough to see her lips-swollen, wet, trembling-before I growled, “You’re not leaving us, Olivia. We won’t let you
Louis’s hands slid higher, pushing her thighs apart, while Levi tilted her face toward him, capturing her mouth in another deep, bruising kiss.
She whimpered into him, and it made my cock throb painfully against my pants.
I trailed my hand along her bare stomach, feeling her shiver under my touch, her body so sensitive, so responsive.
Louis leaned down, pressing his mouth to her inner thigh, biting gently, while Levi pulled away from the kiss and kissed along her jaw, down her throat.
Her head tilted back, her lips parting with a soft cry of pleasure.
“You’re ours,” I growled, pressing my forehead against her chest, hearing her racing heartbeat. “Say it, Olivia. Say you’re ours?
She whimpered, her hands fisting the sheets.
“I don’t belong to anyone, she whispered brokenly, her voice cracking under the weight of her emotions.
I frowned.
I kissed my way down her body, worshiping every inch, my hands roaming freely now, no longer restrained by fear or anger.
Louis’s mouth followed, and Levi’s lingers teased her, making her squirm, making her pant.
By the time I finally reached the apex of her thighs, she was trembling for us, her scent filling the room, sweet and addictive.
“Look at us, Olivia, Louis murmured against her skin, his voice dark and rough. “We’d burn down the fucking world before we let you go
I slid my hands down her sides, savoring the feel of her bare, soft skin. Then I cupped her breasts, thumbs grazing over her nipples. They were already tight, begging for attention.
“You’re so beautiful,” I murmured hoarsely, lowering my mouth to one peak.
I sucked her nipple into my mouth, gently at first, then harder, flicking my tongue against it. Olivia cried out, her hands flying to my hair, tugging desperately.
Louis leaned in and took her other nipple between his fingers, rolling it expertly while Levi kissed her mouth again, swallowing her soft moans.
She writhed between us, overwhelmed, trembling.
“No man can give you this,” Levi said against her lips, his voice deep and rough.
I kissed my way down her body, nipping and licking the delicate skin of her stomach, until I was kneeling between her legs. She was trembling so hard, her thighs pressed tightly together in embarrassment and raw need. can
“Open for us, mate,” I coaxed, voice deep and full of praise. “Let me show you what only we o give you.”
Slowly, hesitantly, she parted her legs and my mouth watered at the sight of her glistening pussy.
“Fuck, you’re perfect, Louis whispered.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.