And then-they arrived. All three of them. Furious. Desperate.
Louis, Levi.
I could barely breathe.
I met each of their eyes in turn, my voice low. “It doesn’t matter who goes first. It’s still all of you. It’s still… us.”
And teleported again.
They exchanged glances, confused but amused, and slowly turned their backs to me. I could already hear it-the heavy footsteps pounding up the hall, fast and hungry. Even though I’d seen them naked before, it hit differently now-because tonight, I wouldn’t just feel their cocks against me. I would feel them inside me.
I wrote three words across three slips: First. Second. Third.
With my heart pounding, pulse quickening, I sat up and looked at them.
His chest rose and fell like he’d just sprinted through hell, sweat glistening along his collarbone. His hair was tousled, lips parted, eyes dark as obsidian.
The moment our gazes met, he moved.
Then, in the blink of an eye, I teleported.
“I-“I shook my head, my breath catching. “I can’t. I don’t know. If… if all three of you could-“I broke off, flustered. “But that’s not possible.”
Louis cursed under his breath. Levi muttered my name like it was both a prayer and a threat.
I tensed, my throat tightening around a shaky breath.
The moment they saw me trapped against Lennox’s chest, flushed and trembling, they let out a sigh of relief.
Louis smirked and whispered, “It’s your night, Olivia. You get to choose who goes first.
And then… their scents hit me. Smoky cedar. Pine and amber. Rain-drenched leather.
They all smirked-equally amused, equally starved.
I barely had time to catch my breath before Louis’s hands were on me. With a growl low in his throat, he swept me off my feet and tossed me onto the bed. I landed with a soft bounce, a startled laugh slipping past my lips as the three of them stood before me.
Louis moved first, reaching for me-his voice low. “Enough games, Liv-“
Three pairs of eyes, full of fire and longing, locked on me. My mouth parted, but no sound came. How could I choose?
But this time… I wasn’t alone.
My breath was ragged. My lips swollen. My heart thundered like a war drum.
Before they could even speak, I gave them a wink. “Too slow.”
I blew him a kiss.
To the library.
Then Levi tilted my chin, claiming my mouth with a kiss that left me breathless. His tongue demanded, explored, owned. One hand cradled the back of my head, the other squeezed my waist, pulling me tighter against his body.
Before I could so much as smirk, his arms were around me, gripping my waist tight as he slammed me against the wall with a force that knocked the air from my lungs.
The sight of them standing there-completely bare, aroused-sent a flush of heat rushing through me. Their desire was bold and unhidden, heavy between their thighs. My breath stuttered as I took them in, every detail more intense under the weight of my anticipation.
I teleported to the garden.
Both stepped in, eyes ablaze.
Flowers swayed gently in the breeze, their fragrance wrapping around me. I strolled across the soft grass, goosebumps racing up my arms.
They stood there, the three of them, hungry eyes on me.
Dim light. Books, Velvet chairs and silence.
Then-without another word-they climbed onto the bed.
Straight to Lennox’s room.
I leaned close, brushing my mouth against his ear, and whispered, “Come find me.”
“Oh gods-*
I swallowed hard.
“Levi!” I gasped out, half-laughing, half-moaning.
To a guest room.
Flowers swayed gently in the breeze, their fragrance wrapping around me. I strolled across the soft grass, goosebumps racing up my arms.
They stood there, the three of them, hungry eyes on me.
Dim light. Books. Velvet chairs and silence.
Then-without another word-they climbed onto the bed. 20
Straight to Lennox’s room.
I leaned close, brushing my mouth against his ear, and whispered, “Come find me.”
“Oh gods-“
I swallowed hard.
“Levi!” I gasped out, half-laughing, half-moaning.
To a guest room.
I gasped, my hips jerking, the sudden fullness startling and overwhelming. But before the sound could fully escape, Levi sealed my lips with his mouth, swallowing my moan as his tongue tangled with mine.
Lennox pulled back slightly, his fingers brushing along my jaw before trailing lower. “Let’s open you up first,” he whispered, and before I could brace myself, two of his fingers slid inside me.
Louis leaned in.
And when he hit that spot again… stars exploded behind my eyes.
His rhythm faltered for a heartbeat.
“Olivia-” Lennox growled, his hips jerking as he came inside me. My walls clenched around him, milking every drop of him as he came inside me with a loud, guttural moan. The heat of him filled me so completely it made my entire body tremble.
Olivia’s POV
“I love you,” I gasped suddenly, my voice breaking as I stared up at Lennox.
Deep.
Then he began to move.
Gods.
I sucked a deep breath, feeling my wolf purring for action… The bitch was impatient. Not like they were shifting and taking me in wolf form.
“Please,” I whispered against Levi’s lips, my voice cracked and breathless. I broke the kiss, my gaze finding Lennox. “Please… go in.”
His eyes darkened with restrained hunger, and he leaned closer, nuzzling my cheek. “You sure, baby?” he asked again, his voice hoarse with control.
The rhythm of Lennox’s hips grew rougher, faster, and I could feel him-every inch of him-deep inside, hitting a part of me that sent my vision spinning.
He pulled out slowly, lingering just a moment longer inside me, like he didn’t want to leave. And when he finally moved, settling beside me, my breath was still catching in my throat.
The first real thrust sent sparks up my spine. He rocked into me slow, then deeper, hips rolling with a rhythm that made my entire body quake beneath him. My fingers clutched his back, my mouth falling open in a moan I didn’t try to hide.
“Don’t,” I whispered, wrapping my legs around his waist and pulling him deeper into me. “Don’t hold back.”
Louis only smirked against my skin, then pressed another soft, devastating kiss before pulling back.
“Lennox!” I gasped, my fingers digging into his shoulders.
“Oh gods-” I moaned into Levi’s mouth, as pleasure crashed through me, my walls clenched around him.
“Fuck, Olivia,” Levi whispered at my ear, brushing my hair back and kissing the sensitive skin behind it. His lips trailed down my throat, teeth grazing lightly. “You’re doing so good.”
Slow.
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.