Loudly.
My hands tangled in his hair as he sucked, gently at first, then harder. My thighs clenched together, my pussy aching. I could barely think-barely breathe.
He pulled back, his eyes dark with desire, and lifted me effortlessly into his arms. I didn’t fight it. I couldn’t.
He carried me to the bed, laying me down like something precious. Then his hands moved to my
3/10 thighs, spreading them apart.
“Please…” I whispered, not knowing if I was begging him to stop or to keep going.
He dipped his head between my legs, and the moment his tongue touched me, I cried out-arching off the bed. He licked slowly, thoroughly, tasting every part of me. My hips moved on their own, chasing his mouth.
I was losing my mind.
My fingers gripped the sheets, my eyes squeezing shut as he pushed me closer to organism. His tongue circled, flicked, then plunged, and I shattered. Moaning loudly, bucking under him.
I cried out, my hips lifting. He continued to lick slowly, deeply. My back arched, and I couldn’t stop the sounds coming from my mouth.
I moaned louder as he sucked and tasted me. My hands pulled at his hair. My legs wrapped around his neck.
“Please,” I whispered. “I can’t…”
4/10
He kissed his way back up to my lips. I tasted myself on him.
Then his fingers slipped inside me.
I gasped, moaning louder. I was soaking, and his fingers moved perfectly, hitting all the right spots. My hips rocked against him. I couldn’t think. My mind was foggy.
My mind tried to think of them-Louis… Lennox… Levi…-but the heat was too intense.
He kissed his way back up my body, and for a moment, I was completely lost in the feeling-until he suddenly stopped.
I opened my eyes.
His fingers moved slowly out of me, brushing my hair aside. Then he froze again.
His eyes were on the side of my neck.
Where the marks of the triplets were imprinted.
His breath caught. He stared at it like it meant
5/10 something big.
My chest rose and fell quickly. I was dizzy from everything, but I knew something had changed.
He stared at the mark on my neck for a long time. His brows pulled together, and I could feel the tension roll off him.
Then his eyes drifted lower-to the other side of my neck.
And then… lower still. To my shoulder.
His eyes narrowed.
“Why do you have three mate marks?” he asked quietly.
My breath caught in my throat. I froze. I hadn’t realized he’d noticed all of them. I even thought he had seen them but didn’t care.
I swallowed hard. My lips trembled as I whispered, “Because… I have three mates.”
A tense silence hung in the air.
6/10
His eyes widened. “Three?”
I nodded slowly.
His expression shifted. Confusion. Shock. Maybe even worry. He sat back, studying me harder now-like he was seeing me for the first time.
“Which pack are you from?” he asked.
I hesitated.
Fear twisted in my stomach. I couldn’t answer. I didn’t know if it was safe to tell him… what if he used me against the triplets?
So I stayed quiet.
He stood up abruptly. “Which pack?”
I flinched at the harsh tone of his voice.
“Why do you want to know?” I asked, confused.
He cursed under his breath. “Shit. Shit!”
He ran a hand through his hair and stepped away from the bed. I watched him walk over to a table, grab his
7/10 phone, and unlock it quickly. His fingers moved fast across the screen.
Then he stopped.
His whole body stilled as he stared at something on his screen.
His face went pale.
His eyes slowly lifted to mine.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” he said in a low, disbelieving growl.
My heart dropped.
I had no idea what he’d seen.
But I knew something wasn’t right…
“Damn it!” He hurled the phone at the wall, and I flinched in fear.
He looked back at me. This time, there was no trace of desire in him, the only thing I could see was anger and pain.
8/10
“You’re Olivia,” he said, and my eyes widened. How did he know that? What did he see on his phone? Had the triplets posted something? A missing person alert?
The heat inside me vanished instantly. My stomach turned. “Do you know me?” I asked, my voice shaking.
He scoffed bitterly and ran both hands through his hair. “Of course I do!” he growled. “You’re my nephews’ wife. Lennox, Levi, and Louis… they’re my nephews.”
My eyes widened in horror.
What!
Damn!!!
Sugarlitics Creator’s Thoughts
Levi’s POV
My eyes were fixed on the wall clock as the second hand ticked past 7 PM. Right on time.
I emptied the glass of whiskey in my hand, the burn doing nothing to calm the storm raging inside me.
She was in heat now.
Wherever Olivia was-she was burning. My wolf knew it. Felt it. He growled and thrashed inside me, pacing, snarling. He wanted her. Needed her. Not just for the sake of the bond-but to ease her pain.
And still-I stayed rooted in my chair.
The air around me was thick with the scent of heat. Almost every she-wolf in the mansion had gone into heat tonight, and the ones who didn’t have mates were locked away in the safe rooms just down the hall. But even with the air soaked in arousal and pheromones, my wolf didn’t care.
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None of them mattered.
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.