Desired By Three Alphas; Fated To One novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66: Return The Favour

Hailee’s POV

Before I could even catch my breath, Callum leaned forward, his hands sliding back to my waist. There was something feral in his eyes—like he hadn’t gotten enough, like the taste of me still lingered in his mind and drove him insane.

"Lie back," he murmured, voice low, hoarse, commanding.

My breath hitched. "W-what?"

He didn’t repeat himself. Instead, he gently guided me down onto the back seat, pushing aside the mess of my skirt. His fingers hooked under my panties, dragging them down slowly—agonizingly slow—his eyes never leaving mine.

"Callum..." I whispered, my voice trembling.

He smirked slightly, his breath ghosting over my inner thigh as he settled between my legs.

"You teased me," he said, his voice dark and warm against my skin. "Now I’m going to return the favor."

I couldn’t respond. My body was already on fire.

The first swipe of his tongue was slow and teasing—like he was savoring me. I gasped, my hips jerking, hands flying to grip the seat.

Callum groaned against me, his tongue working in firm, lazy strokes, tasting every inch like he had all the time in the world. His hands gripped my thighs, keeping me wide open as he devoured me like I was his last meal.

My fingers tangled in his hair, my moans turning breathy. "Callum, please—"

But that only made him grow more relentless. He sucked, licked, and teased until I was writhing, until the coil in my stomach pulled tighter and tighter, each stroke pushing me closer to the edge.

When he slid his tongue right over that perfect spot and sucked—hard—I shattered.

I cried out, my entire body trembling as waves of pleasure crashed through me. I was breathless, undone, the world spinning around me.

Callum didn’t stop until I was squirming, oversensitive, pushing at his shoulders with trembling hands.

He finally looked up, his lips glistening, eyes filled with heat and desire.

Before I could catch my breath, Callum leaned forward again. His hand went for the buttons of my shirt. He unbuttoned them, exposing me completely to him.

I gasped as he moved up, kissing a trail along my belly, then higher... until his mouth closed over my breast through the thin fabric of my bra.

A soft cry escaped me as he sucked gently, then with more hunger. My back arched toward him, hands flying to his shoulders for support.

"Callum..." I whispered, breathless.

He growled low in his throat, nipping at the sensitive peak until I whimpered. Then, unexpectedly, he tugged the cup of my bra down, exposing me fully to him.

His lips closed around my bare nipple, tongue swirling, teeth grazing—then biting, not too hard, just enough to make me moan and tremble.

I collapsed against him with a shudder, sinking into his lap. My legs were weak, and I could barely think straight.

I was still coming down from the high of his mouth on me, and now this—his warmth, his scent, his possessive touch—it was overwhelming in the best and worst ways.

"That..." he said with a low, breathless chuckle, "was hot."

I looked up at him, my cheeks flushed, lips parted.

"So..." he added, brushing a strand of hair from my face, "does this mean we’re... dating now?"

His voice was teasing, but his eyes searched mine like he genuinely wanted to know.

And I froze.

Because I didn’t know what to say.

My lips parted, but no words came out. My mind was a swirl of guilt and confusion. Last night... and this morning... it was Nathan. I had given myself to him too. I had moaned under him just the same, melted in his arms, whispered his name.

I’d enjoyed both of them.

And now... it felt like I was cheating on both of them with the other.

Callum’s smile faltered slightly when I didn’t respond right away. But then he gave a small nod and looked away, like he understood more than I expected.

"It’s okay," he murmured, pulling me gently against his chest. "You don’t have to answer that. I wasn’t trying to pressure you."

I closed my eyes, resting my head against him. His heartbeat thudded steadily beneath my ear, and I felt like I was falling deeper into something I couldn’t control with both of them.

I remained in Callum’s arms for a long time while he tenderly stroked my hair. The car was quiet, but it was a comfortable silence until Callum spoke.

"I’m going to visit my parents this weekend... you wanna come with me?"

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