For a moment, the room was dead silent.
Only her ragged breathing and the pounding of my own furious heartbeat filled the air.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
As if it would be that easy. As if I could ever let her go.
Louis let out a low, warning growl beside me. Levi looked like he was about to lose his mind.
I closed the distance between us in a blink, grabbing her wrists and slamming her back onto the bed. Her body bounced beneath me as I pinned her down, caging her with my arms, my face inches from hers.
"Don't you dare," I growled, my voice so low it was almost unrecognizable. "Don't you ever say that again."
Tears filled her eyes, but she glared up at me with the same fiery stubbornness that drove me mad.
"I can't live anymore!" she cried. "Living every day wondering if today will be the day you finally hate me enough to reject me—"
"You think we ever wanted to hate you?" Louis barked, stepping forward.
"You think we are happy about this?" Levi added, his voice a guttural snarl.
I leaned closer, my forehead pressing against hers, trying to breathe her in, trying to control myself.
But she glared up at me. "I wish I was mated to someone else… someone who would…"
Without another thought, I crashed my mouth onto hers.
It wasn't soft. It wasn't gentle.
It was raw, desperate, furious.
Our Teeth clashing. Our Breath stolen.
Olivia gasped beneath me, stunned for a split second before her hands, those fists that had been hitting me just moments ago, grabbed at my hair and pulled me closer.
I groaned into her mouth, the taste of her — sweet, angry, mine — sending fire straight through my veins.
Louis and Levi didn't stay back either.
I felt them on either side of us — Louis's hand trailing up her thigh, Levi's fingers brushing her waist.
She moaned against my lips, her body arching up into mine instinctively, seeking more.
God, it was like she was made to fit between us.
I pulled back slightly, just enough to see her lips — swollen, wet, trembling — before I growled, "You're not leaving us, Olivia. We won't let you."
Louis's hands slid higher, pushing her thighs apart, while Levi tilted her face toward him, capturing her mouth in another deep, bruising kiss.
She whimpered into him, and it made my cock throb painfully against my pants.
I trailed my hand along her bare stomach, feeling her shiver under my touch, her body so sensitive, so responsive.
Louis leaned down, pressing his mouth to her inner thigh, biting gently, while Levi pulled away from the kiss and kissed along her jaw, down her throat.
Her head tilted back, her lips parting with a soft cry of pleasure.
"You're ours," I growled, pressing my forehead against her chest, hearing her racing heartbeat. "Say it, Olivia. Say you're ours."
She whimpered, her hands fisting the sheets.
"I don't belong to anyone," she whispered brokenly, her voice cracking under the weight of her emotions.
I kissed my way down her body, worshiping every inch, my hands roaming freely now, no longer restrained by fear or anger.
Louis's mouth followed, and Levi's fingers teased her, making her squirm, making her pant.
By the time I finally reached the apex of her thighs, she was trembling for us, her scent filling the room, sweet and addictive.
"Look at us, Olivia," Louis murmured against her skin, his voice dark and rough. "We'd burn down the fucking world before we let you go."
I slid my hands down her sides, savoring the feel of her bare, soft skin. Then I cupped her breasts, thumbs grazing over her nipples. They were already tight, begging for attention.
"You're so beautiful," I murmured hoarsely, lowering my mouth to one peak.
I sucked her nipple into my mouth, gently at first, then harder, flicking my tongue against it. Olivia cried out, her hands flying to my hair, tugging desperately. Follow current novels on NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Louis leaned in and took her other nipple between his fingers, rolling it expertly while Levi kissed her mouth again, swallowing her soft moans.
She writhed between us, overwhelmed, trembling.
"No man can give you this," Levi said against her lips, his voice deep and rough.
I kissed my way down her body, nipping and licking the delicate skin of her stomach, until I was kneeling between her legs. She was trembling so hard, her thighs pressed tightly together in embarrassment and raw need.
"Open for us, mate," I coaxed, voice deep and full of praise. "Let me show you what only we can give you."
Slowly, hesitantly, she parted her legs — and my mouth watered at the sight of her glistening pussy.
"Fuck, you're perfect," Louis whispered.
I leaned in, dragging my tongue slowly over her folds, tasting her sweetness. She let out a helpless moan, her back arching off the bed.
I devoured her like a starving man, licking slow and deep, circling her clit with my tongue before sucking it into my mouth.
Olivia sobbed my name, her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer.
Louis and Levi didn't stay idle — Louis continued teasing her nipples, flicking and tugging them until they were red and sensitive, while Levi kissed and nipped her throat, whispering filthy, reverent things in her ear.
"You taste so good," I growled against her pussy, the vibrations making her cry out again.
She was so wet, so responsive, so fucking perfect.
I slid one hand up, finding her clit and rubbing tight, slow circles while I licked into her. Her thighs clamped around my head, her hips bucking uncontrollably.
"That's it, baby," Louis encouraged, tweaking her nipple just right. "Let go."
"Come for us," Levi demanded, biting her earlobe lightly.
She broke with a scream, her whole body locking up, trembling, shuddering around my mouth as she came hard.
I didn't stop until I licked up every drop, until she was gasping and boneless beneath us.
When I finally pulled back, her cheeks were flushed, her lips kiss-swollen, her eyes glazed with pleasure. She looked utterly wrecked — and utterly ours.
I crawled up her body, cradling her face in my hands again, my thumb brushing her bottom lip.
"Never," I said fiercely. "Never talk about rejection again."
Levi sucked on her neck and looked at her. "Yes, we hate you… but rejecting you? Never!"
Louis held her chin and turned her face toward him. "You drive us fucking insane, Olivia," he muttered darkly, his thumb brushing over her trembling lips. "You make us angry, jealous, crazy. But we would rather die than reject you, so take that off your mind."
With that, we all three left the bed and stared at Olivia, lying naked on the bed. It took all the willpower in me not to go back to her. Fuck! She looked so devouring.
Without saying a word, Levi made the first move to leave, while Louis and I followed, leaving my room and shutting the door on Olivia.