Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 357

Chapter 357: His Play

Olivia’s POV

I lay on the bed, my heart beating fast. Louis positioned himself in front of me, his eyes dark, heavy with lust. Levi and Lennox were close too, but they stayed back, waiting. I looked at Louis, my chest rising and falling, and I whispered, "Louis... I want you to... control me. Tie me. Blindfold me. I want it."

His lips curved into a slow smile, deep and dangerous. "You want to give yourself to me?" he asked, his voice low like thunder.

"Yes," I breathed out, my cheeks warm. "All of me."

He leaned down, his hand grabbing my chin, tilting my head up. His eyes burned into mine. "Really?"

"Yes, Alpha," I whispered, my voice shaking.

"Good girl," he said, kissing me hard before pulling away.

Louis took a cloth and tied it over my eyes. Darkness fell, and my body trembled with excitement. Not seeing made everything sharper—the sound of his steps, the brush of his fingers, even my own breath. He tied my wrists to the bedposts, strong but not painful, and I gasped softly, feeling how helpless I was now.

"Perfect," he murmured against my ear. "Now, you belong to me."

I felt his hands trail down my body, slow and teasing. He didn’t rush. He dragged his fingers over my skin, making me shiver. Then his lips touched my neck, sucking lightly before biting just enough to make me moan.

Behind him, I heard Levi’s breath. Lennox’s soft growl. Louis’s voice cut through the air. "You two do not touch her until I give the word."

"Yes, sir," they said together.

I almost smiled to myself ... were they joining in the play...?

Louis moved lower, kissing between my breasts, his hand squeezing one while his tongue circled the other. I arched my back, my body begging for more, but the ropes held me down. I pulled against them, helpless, needy.

"Please," I whispered.

"Not yet," Louis said firmly. He pulled back, and I whimpered at the loss. Then I felt the bed dip—Levi on one side, Lennox on the other. I could differentiate them through their scent. Louis’s voice commanded, "Kiss her. But nothing more."

Their lips brushed my shoulders, my collarbone, moving in soft, teasing touches. I gasped, my chest rising high, the heat building between my legs. I wanted more. I wanted all of them.

"Louis," I begged, "please... I need—"

Louis groaned. "Levi, lick her. Slowly. Lennox, hold her legs open. Don’t stop until I say."

"Yes, sir," they answered in unison.

I gasped as Levi’s tongue slid over my pussy, slow and teasing, while Lennox’s hands forced my thighs wide, keeping me open. I squirmed, but Louis’s hand pressed down on my stomach, pinning me.

"Stay still," he ordered. His other hand slapped my inner thigh, making me whimper. "If you move, I stop."

Levi’s tongue worked harder, sucking, flicking, sending sparks racing through me. My moans filled the room. I was so close, trembling under the heat.

But just as I was about to break, Louis’s voice cut sharp. "Stop."

Levi pulled away instantly. I cried out in frustration, my body shaking.

Louis leaned close, his lips brushing my ear. "You don’t come until I let you. Do you understand?"

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