Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 315

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.

I nodded, pride swelling in my chest as I leaned down to capture her lips in another deep, tender kiss, then pulled away.

With a steady breath and locked in her gaze, I pressed forward—entering her inch by inch.

Slowly. Reverently. Until we were fully joined. Until our hearts pounded in tandem and our breaths became one.

"Goddess," I moaned.

Her pussy wrapped 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 it too soon.

My wolf let out a guttural moan inside me, his voice echoing through my chest, syncing with hers like they were howling together.

She felt like heaven—like honey and fire all at once. Her walls clamped around my cock with pulsing need, drawing me deeper, begging me not to stop.

My breath hitched, my hands gripping her hips as I held still inside her, just for a second longer, wanting to memorize how perfect she felt.

"Levi..." she whispered, breathless, her lips parting as her eyes fluttered.

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

I began to move—slow, deliberate strokes that made her gasp each time I pulled back and pushed in again.

Her hands gripped my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin like she needed something to hold onto.

I watched her every expression, every tremble and twitch of pleasure as I rolled my hips into hers, never breaking eye contact.

The room was filled with our sounds—low groans, soft moans, the slick, sinful rhythm of our bodies joining.

Her head tipped back, lips parting wider as I rocked into her again, deeper this time, and her moan echoed through the walls of the room.

I bent forward, pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth.

"Stay with me," I whispered. "Look at me."

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