Olivia’s POV
Lennox’s answering growl rumbled against my lips, vibrating through my chest as if my very bones responded to him. His hands slid down, gripping the hem of my soaked clothes, tugging them upward. The wet fabric clung stubbornly to my skin, but he tore it away piece by piece, stripping me bare until the steam wrapped around every inch of me. His gaze burned as it swept over me, hunger blazing in his eyes.
"Mine," he whispered, almost reverent, before dropping to his knees. The spray of water rained down over both of us as his hands spread my thighs apart, his breath ghosting hot against my core. My knees trembled, but his grip kept me steady, anchoring me against the shower wall.
The first touch of his tongue made my head fall back, a gasp tearing from my throat. He licked me slowly, teasing, savoring, before diving deeper, his mouth claiming me with a hunger that made my wolf howl inside me. His tongue circled, lapped, and flicked until my body writhed against him, my hands tangling desperately in his wet hair.
"Lennox..." I moaned, my voice breaking, the sound echoing off the tiled walls.
He growled against me, the vibration making me shudder as he devoured me, drinking in every sound I made. My legs threatened to give way, but he held me firm, his mouth working me closer and closer to the edge until I was unraveling in his hands.
When he finally pulled away, his lips glistened, his eyes wild and dark with need. He rose in one fluid movement, pinning me to the wall, his mouth crashing back onto mine. I tasted myself on his tongue, the mingled heat between us dizzying.
My trembling fingers slid down his chest, wrapping around the thick length of him, stroking once, twice, before I sank to my knees in front of him. The water poured over us, steam rising as I took him into my mouth. His head dropped back, a deep, guttural sound spilling from his throat as my tongue worked him, sucking hard, taking more until his hands tangled desperately in my hair.
"Fuck, Olivia..." he groaned, his voice ragged, his body shaking with restraint.
I hollowed my cheeks, tasting every inch of him, loving the way his control frayed with every movement of my lips. When I finally released him, his breathing was heavy, his eyes wild with lust.
He yanked me back up, spinning me to face the wall, his chest pressed hot against my back. His hands slid down my hips, gripping hard, positioning me.
"You want this?" he growled in my ear, his voice deep, dangerous, trembling with need.
"Yes," I gasped, arching into him. "Please, Lennox."
With a fierce growl, he thrust into me, filling me completely, stretching me until a cry tore from my throat. Lennox’s growl ripped through the steam as he drove into me again and again, his hips slamming against mine with unrelenting force. Each thrust stole my breath, dragging sounds from my throat I couldn’t control. The shower wall was cold beneath my palms, but his heat against my back consumed me, filling me until nothing existed but him.
"Fuck, Olivia..." he snarled into my ear, his teeth grazing my neck. His pace quickened, deeper, harder, until sparks burst behind my eyes. My wolf cried out, clawing for release, for the bond, for him.
"Lennox!" I gasped.
He reached around, his hand slipping between my thighs, circling my swollen clit with ruthless precision. My legs buckled, pleasure crashing through me like lightning. My release tore me apart, shattering me against him as my scream echoed in the mist.
Lennox’s thrusts grew rougher, frantic, his chest vibrating with another guttural growl. He buried himself deep one last time, his body shaking as he spilled inside me, his breath hot and ragged against my ear. For a long moment, we clung to each other, our bodies trembling, our breaths mingling in the steam.
I thought it was over. I thought we’d collapse against the tiles, spent. But then—
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